Su Qing squatted down and put his fingers on the man's carotid artery.

"Dead alive?" Fuxing asked, holding her dying chicken.

"And the breath."

Su Qing said and began to work on him.

With a cup of tea, he turned out a dagger, three darts and a poison, and took off his shoes.

Three daggers were in three sleeves, the sleeves were intact and not opened, and on him, there were three sleeves in total.

It can be seen that no darts were used before falling to the ground.

Only the forefoot and thumb of the sole of the foot are rougher, which shows that they often use light work.

The appearance of the dagger is very ordinary, but it is unusually sharp, and the iron is sharpened like clay.

A poison, which is arsenic, according to the size of the poison, should be prepared for yourself.

Generally, the poison that you carry with you for yourself should be a dead soldier.

There were no wounds on his body, and the fatal thing was the poison he had taken.

Su Qing dipped his fingers in a little black blood from the corner of his mouth, and put the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

The poison in him is the same as that of the chicken.

To be exact, it should have been that he was poisoned first, and the chicken ate the blood from the corner of his mouth for some unknown purpose, and then the chicken was poisoned......

What a spooky chicken.

Glancing at the chicken paw prints on his face, Su Qing reached out and put his hand on his wrist, frowning fiercely.

Although the chicken was poisoned, the poison in the body could be resolved by itself in half an hour.

And this ......

There is no martial arts at all, and all organs are broken.

"Master? Save? Seeing Su Qing's frown, Fuxing asked.

Su Qing shook his head and got up, "I can't save it." ”

A dead soldier was poisoned without fighting back, and the person who poisoned him should be someone he is familiar with......

It's just that in this barren mountain and wilderness, how did the other party poison him?

Gave him something poisonous? Drunk poisonous water? Or just gave him poison......

Looking at his calm face, Su Qing judged that it was the last one.

The doubts in my heart are even deeper.

After thinking for a moment and not getting any useful results, Su Qing left with Fuxing and continued to look for her box.

"Master, why is he not saved, and the duck can detoxify himself?" Fuxing looked inquisitive.

Su Qing turned his head to look at Fuxing, "Duck duck? ”

Fuxing lowered his head and brushed the feathers of the chicken in his arms, and said with a smile: "I gave it a name." ”

Su Qing......

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Su Qing turned his face away, not wanting to see this chicken named Duck.

"Because your duck duck has no martial arts, this poison makes it weak at most, but that person has martial arts." Su Qing still explained to Fuxing in the end.

Fu Xing nodded as if he understood, "Duck Duck's life is really good, but fortunately, he doesn't know martial arts." ”

Su Qing......

"Master, can it be understood in this way that the poison in that person is specially prepared for people who know martial arts?" Fuxing continued to ask.

Su Qing nodded with a helpless expression, "So to speak." ”

The two chatted and moved on.

At this time, the evergreen on the tree above their heads almost rolled down from the tree because of the laughter.

Thanks to this, most of the trees here are 100-year-old, dense and thick-branched.

Changqing squatted on the tree, laughing and convulsing.

A chicken, called a duck duck? And be glad that it doesn't know martial arts......

I'm afraid Fuxing hasn't suffered a major brain trauma!

When Su Qing and the others finally walked away, Changqing looked at Rong Heng, who was also trembling, with a smile, "Your Highness, why did Zhenguo Gong give his dead man that kind of poison?" ”

Rong Heng replied with a smile on his face: "It should be an experiment to test the medicinal properties." ”

After speaking, Rong Heng turned over and jumped down from the tree, "Let's go." ”

Changqing followed and glanced in the direction Su Qing and the others left, "Your Highness is not going to see what the future princess is doing?" ”

Rong Heng said: "I'm not interested." ”

"Your Royal Highness, it seems that the future princess really has two shots, and you can see what poison is in the chickens by checking the pulse of the chickens." Changqing said, his words fell, he thought about it seriously, and said: "The slave feels that His Royal Highness's illness will definitely be cured by the future princess." ”

So is he going to change his name to Duck Duck too?

Rong Heng didn't want to answer Changqing's words.

"Your Highness, this is not the way down the mountain." Changqing found that Rong Heng had walked to another path and was busy.

Rong Heng snorted, "I'll go see the tree." ”

There is a cypress tree scorched by lightning on the mountain behind the Big Buddha Temple, and every year on the fifth day of June, Rong Heng has to come here to sit for a while.

Every time he looked at the swarthy scorched tree, Rong Heng had a lingering affection on his face.

It's really weird.

Changqing was very puzzled about this, but Rong Heng never explained.

At this time, their master and servant were one after the other, over there, Su Qing took Fuxing, and the master and servant went around the mountain for half an hour, but they didn't find the tree where the box was buried.

"Master, did you remember the wrong direction?" Fuxing carefully hugged her duck duck and said.

Su Qing was a little discouraged.

The memory of the original owner only focuses on the box, and the specific location and the shape of the tree are really vague.

I vaguely remember that the trunk was slightly darker than the other trunks around it.

It's not a way to look for it aimlessly.

After digging the tree pit for another quarter of an hour, but without any result, Su Qing gave up, "Forget it, let's go down the mountain." ”

Fuxing nodded and followed.

Su Qing glanced at Yaya, "You want to take it with you?" ”

Fuxing nodded seriously, "Master, don't you think we have a good relationship with Yaya?" ”

Su Qing took a deep breath and strode away.

Fuxing pointed to a tree that was scorched by lightning not far away, and said, "Master, I think this tree is also wonderful, so many trees are not scorched, so it has been tricked." ”

Su Qing didn't reply and said, "You are the biggest wonder." ”

The two of them were talking for a while, and after walking a few steps, Fuxing stopped suddenly, holding the duck duck with one hand, and touching the clothes with the other hand.

"Yes, master, just now Duck Duck struggled, and when I hugged Duck Duck again, I dropped the dagger."

The things that were turned out from the dead man's body, Su Qing handed them over to Fuxing.

Although there were no useful clues to be found at the scene, the strange death of this person made Su Qing still a little curious about who killed him.

Maybe those things will work.

Su Qing glanced at Fuxing, "Let's go back and find it." ”

Fuxing looked guilty, "The master is waiting for me here, and I'll be back in a while." ”

"Hmm."

Fuxing turned around and left.

Su Qing leaned against a cypress tree, playing with a branch, pondering about the dead man.

As a result, Fu Xing didn't have a cup of tea before leaving, so he returned with a mysterious face, and smiled in a low voice towards Su Qing: "Master, there's a good show over there." ”

Su Qing glanced at Fuxing.

I always feel that since she hugged this duck, her brain is not normal.

"What's the show?"

Fuxing couldn't help but smile and said, "The master will know if you go over and take a look." ”

Su Qing......

Looking at Fuxing's expression that if you don't go, you will regret it for the rest of your life, Su Qing raised his feet.

Returning along the same path, after not walking a few steps, Su Qing was laughed out loud by the thunderous "poof" in front of him.