And how many people can detect the debris that remains on the tongue and blends with blood and water?

Zhou Xuan, who was still mocking Ye Qingtang for being incompetent, was about to drip out of his face at the moment.

Several of them were busy all afternoon, going around and around, but they didn't have a clue, but Ye Qingtang, single-handedly, found out these clues hidden in the subtleties.

Encumbrance? Treat?

If all of this counts as a burden, then they ...... Aren't they all real waste?!

Zhou Xuan, who was originally embarrassed, was made difficult by himself, and all the previous sarcastic words seemed to be smashed on his own face.

"Senior Sister Ye, it's really ...... Observe the subtleties......" Zhou Xuan bit the root and opened his mouth without smiling.

Ye Qingtang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Senior Brother Zhou, do you want to take these crumbs of the Broken Source Grass and check them out?" With that, she stretched out the dagger with slime sticky to Zhou Xuan's face.

A foul smell then rushed into Zhou Xuan's nasal cavity, almost spitting Zhou Xuan, he hurriedly took a step back, for fear of sticking to it.

"Senior Brother Liu, why don't you put away the things on this?" Zhou Xuan pretended to be calm and glared at a disciple who was stunned.

That disciple had already been vomited by all the disgusting vomiting in the Gathering Spirit Villa many times, but now he was scolded by Zhou Xuan, and his face turned even more pale and blue at the moment, and his extremely ugly face was so eye-catching compared to Ye Qingtang's full smile.

In desperation, Senior Brother Liu could only step forward and take Ye Qingtang's dagger, but the cold hairs all over his body had already stood up in an instant.

Ye Qingtang looked at the ugly faces of Zhou Xuan and the others with a smile, and then said with a smile: "Among these heads, some of them still have a little crumbs of broken source grass in their mouths, and some are not obvious, if you want to take a closer look, you need to ...... their tongues one by one."

"Senior Sister Ye!" Zhou Xuan suddenly interrupted Ye Qingtang's unfinished words.

Without Ye Qingtang finishing speaking, Zhou Xuan had already guessed what Ye Qingtang was going to say next.

The disciples of the sect are all from prominent backgrounds, they have been pampered since childhood, and they have the aura of the respect of the sect, although they are ordered to come, they will not touch such filthy things with their own hands, but Ye Qingtang is good, and he doesn't mind at all.

But Zhou Xuan and the others didn't want to scrape the mucus from the dead man's mouth one by one.

Just thinking about it is enough to make their scalp tingle.

"It's not early today, the matter of the Gathering Spirit Villa is not in a hurry, tomorrow I will ask the pharmacist to find someone to deal with it, we have other things to analyze, since we already know that it is because of the Broken Source Grass, then we should think about who uses these Broken Source Grass." Zhou Xuan pretended to speak calmly, but his heart was blocked by Ye Qingtang's unreasonable behavior.

Ye Qingtang had a sneer in his heart, shrugged his shoulders slightly, but didn't say anything more.

"Pharmacist, please take us to the residence first, and we will analyze the identity of the murderer based on today's investigation." Zhou Xuan looked at the pharmacist on the side.

"Yes." Naturally, the pharmacist did not dare to slack off.

Immediately, the pharmacist and Wu Zheng took Ye Qingtang and the others back to their residence, and when the gate of Juling Villa was closed again, Zhou Xuan and the others' pale complexions improved slightly.