Du Weifeng looked keenly at Wei Xingzhen's side, "Lord Wei saw something?" ”

Wei Xingzhen took out a square handkerchief to cover her nose, and said to the nearby peach blossom guard, "Turn this person over." ”

The Peach Blossom Guards were a little puzzled, "My lord, there are no scars on his back—he fell headfirst to death. ”

"I know." Wei Xingzhen half-opened her eyes and looked down at the corpse on the ground, "Turn it over." ”

"Do as he says!" Sun You, who was on the throne, said slightly.

The two guards trembled, and had no choice but to step forward and comply.

The dead flag officer was turned over, revealing a white-to-blue back, the dark brown of his neck contrasting sharply with it.

The two guards looked up at Wei Xingzhen again, waiting for his next step.

Wei Xingzhen stretched out his left hand, his four fingers together, and drew a straight line along the corpse's neck to his waist in the air.

"Cut it."

The two guards were stunned, and then immediately turned around and looked at the middle-aged man standing in the corner.

He stepped forward with his toolbox.

"What does Lord Wei want to see?"

"His spine."

He frowned slightly—there was no justification for this request, most of the broken bones were on the side of the chest and abdomen, and the deceased showed no signs of poisoning......

But this is not the time to worry about that.

He leaned down, opened the toolbox, and moved in front of the officials as if no one was around.

Everyone looked at his hands, and even in the moments when everyone was terrified, his slightly thin knife-wielding hands remained calm and composed, without the slightest wavering.

People watched the skin and flesh of the deceased being peeled off like a piece of clothing, and the white bones were covered with blood, but everyone didn't feel terrible for a while—the cold demeanor made the slightly cruel scene in front of them seem extremely solemn.

He raised his head, "Lord Wei, please see-"

"It's not enough, the bones need to be cut open."

Wei Xingzhen's voice fell, and Du Weifeng on the side had already understood his intentions, and before he could ask the reason, he had already leaned over and took the other knife he had made.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the knife in Du Weifeng's hand was like cutting through a blank piece of paper, easily cutting the spine of the deceased in half from the middle.

Really.

"Your Majesty." Du Weifeng turned his head, "...... There are indeed quirks. ”

Fuguang helped Sun Youwei to get up, and the empress squinted her eyes and slowly walked down the long steps.

Feng Yishu couldn't care about his position at this time, he rushed to the front of the crowd in three or two steps, but he didn't run to Du Yifeng's side to take a closer look.

But the distance was enough for him to see a bone taken out by Du Mock Feng - inside the spine of the deceased, there were unusual black cracks, as if something had been burned.

Sun Youwei quickly stood in front of Du Weifeng and Wei Xingzhen, and the Heavenly Master presented the severed bones with both hands.

After the spiritual consciousness is opened, there will be an extra passage in the middle of the monk's backbone, which is called the "spiritual marrow", which is the source of all the monks' strength.

After a person dies, the remaining spiritual power in the spiritual essence will dry up, but this is the first time that everyone has seen such a situation with strange cracks - it is almost as if something has ignited a fire from his body and destroyed his spiritual sui

"This should be the reason why he died today - his spiritual power was suddenly depleted in the middle of the flight, so he suddenly fell in flight......"

Du Weifeng's brows tightened, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Perhaps...... Several monks who had inexplicable accidents before were also similar causes of death? ”

"Those previous cases ......" Sun Youwei's voice was a little weak, "Who is investigating?" ”

The people of the Peach Blossom Guard immediately stepped forward, "Back to Your Majesty, it's the minister's side." ”

Sun Youwei looked at him, "Is it as Du Tianshi said?" ”

"This ...... The ministers haven't cut open the bones yet—"

"Then ...... Check it out now! Sun Youwei's voice suddenly rose, and everyone listened to it, "I'm waiting here." ”

Several of the Peach Blossom Guard's guards immediately ran away from the main hall.

Yin Shiyun, who had been silent on the sidelines, quietly turned his gaze to Du Weifeng, who had talked a lot tonight.

After the Heavenly Master came out, everyone's eyes were basically focused on him—no one looked at Wei Xingzhen, who pointed out all this, and no one wondered why a civil official from Si Tiantai could see the clues of the deceased at a glance.

With Du Weifeng's cooperation, Wei Xingzhen retreated without a trace, and in the whispering noise of everyone because of surprise, he put away the square handkerchief and stood back in place.

Yin Shiyun glanced at Wei Xingzhen and Du Weifeng with some concern.

I always feel that there is something wrong with these two people today.

……

In the underground of Changling, Feng Yan followed behind the old man and once again came to the tomb of the Feng family's daughters.

Looking at the half of the destroyed stone tablets in front of her, Feng Yan was shocked.

She looked left and right, pausing from time to time to look at the names of the surviving tombstones.

Even if a third of the tombstones are still unbroken, the situation is not optimistic - the surface of these tombstones is covered with deep and shallow cracks, and I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand any more shocks.

Until Feng Yan walked to the old man's side, he saw the words "Feng Dai" engraved on the stone tablet.

"It's ......"

"It's your grandmother." Feng Yu muttered.

Of course, Feng Yan knew that this was her grandmother's name, and she quietly looked at the old man beside her—Feng Yan's body was floating with a complicated tide at this moment.

pity, guilt, hatred, sorrow......

But there was always a certain resolute and composed will running through the old man's body, like a strong and powerful rein.

"Your mother has always been quite critical of me," Feng Yu said suddenly, "I know that she has never really believed Bai Wuji's hexagram back then. ”

Feng Yan blinked her eyes slightly, she had diametrically opposite views on this matter - her mother was probably not unbelieving, but believing too much, so she refused to admit the so-called calamity because of fear and worry.

The old man continued, "But you were killed at the age of eight and twelve, but she didn't know it, she met His Majesty when she was eight years old, and ...... at the age of twelve."

The old man paused for a moment.

Feng Yan continued, "Twelve years old...... I did have a good life. ”

"Is it safe?" The old man turned his head, "Who did you meet on the mountain that year, Ah Yan herself doesn't remember?" ”

Feng Yan's heart moved slightly-aunt...... shouldn't know about the entanglement between her and Wei Xingzhen.

Yes, the old man didn't even believe in the flawed "messenger", and even if someone really told her about the so-called past and present lives, she would probably just throw off her sleeves and sneer at "nonsense".

Feng Yan's throat moved slightly, and she thought for a while, "...... Are you talking about Lord Yin? ”

Feng Yu laughed, "Otherwise, who else." ”

Feng Yan shook her head, "No, me and him-"

The old man whispered again, "You sneaked out so many times back then, do you think I really didn't find out once?" ”

This time, Feng Yan was really stunned.