"Someone." Zhuang Boyan's face was dark, and his expression was quite ugly.

The better this Chen San girl behaved, the more it reflected their incompetence.

He stepped forward with his eyebrows pressed, and with a turn of his footsteps, he very skillfully separated Chen Ying from the corpse, and arched his hand to Chen Ying without smiling: "Miss Chen San, let's step back a little, just leave these trivial matters to me." ”

Chen Ying knew what he was thinking, and felt very meaningless in his heart.

This matter is obvious to all, what can Zhuang Boyan's move change?

However, considering that she would have to ask him for news later, Chen Ying still withdrew from the circle.

Seeing that she was so knowledgeable, Zhuang Boyan's face turned a little pale, nodded to Chen Ying and said "Excuse me", and then beckoned his subordinates to come over and "remove makeup" from the dead man.

A servant quickly stepped forward, first plucked a bush of whiskers from the corpse's face, looked carefully at the tail, and then said: "My lord, there is glue on it." ”

The beard was glued on.

Zhuang Boyan nodded silently, Zhao Yanzuo asked someone to bring hot water, wet a cloth towel, wiped Zhou Zhu'er's face with it, and said loudly: "My lord, this mole is painted, and it is painted, and there is also paint on the face." ”

He flattened the cloth towel, which was stained with yellowish and black marks.

In this way, Zhou Zhu'er not only glued a fake beard and painted a fake mole, but his entire face was also smeared with yellow paint.

After a while, all the camouflage on Zhou Zhu'er's face was removed, revealing a young face with fine skin and tender flesh.

There was silence in the room.

This face is less than twenty years old, and compared with the original appearance of "Zhou Zhu'er", it is at least five years younger.

Who is this man?

Why do you need to change your appearance?

If he is not Zhou Zhu'er, then where is the real Zhou Zhu'er?

Zhao Cheng is experienced in the end, wiped Zhou Zhu'er's face, and went to look at his hands and neck.

These two places were not disguised, but he soon saw a new suspicion: "Lord Qiyu, Zhou Zhu...... I'm afraid this man will be able to punch and kick him. ”

Chen Ying's heart moved.

If this so-called "Zhou Zhu'er" knows martial arts, the possibility that Ziqi is the murderer is even lower.

She took two steps forward, and Zhao Yanzuo was holding Zhou Zhu'er's hand and explained to Zhuang Boyan: "...... My lord, please see, the middle phalanx of this man's right hand is thicker than others, and the tiger's mouth and palm have calluses, which is almost the case among people in the rivers and lakes. ”

He half-turned his body, Yingguang carefully observed the hand, and pressed everywhere with his fingertips: "The cocoon has softened, this person is afraid that he has not lifted a knife for a long time." ”

His tone was affirmative, and it was obviously not the first time he had seen such a case.

Chen Ying trusted his judgment.

She also saw these cocoons just now, but she didn't think much about it, because "Zhou Zhu'er" disguised himself as a peasant, and the peasants' hands always have calluses, and the joints on the peasants' hands are usually thicker.

"The villain is ashamed, he didn't find out about this, and the adults forgive the sin." Zhao Yanzuo bowed to Zhuang Boyan, his face ashamed.

Like Chen Ying, he ignored these details that should not have been ignored after he decided that "Zhou Zhuer" was a farmer.

Zhuang Boyan twisted his beard that was not long under his forehead, and his face sank like water: "And forgive you this time, if there is a next time, I will not be spared." ”

Zhao Cheng did only what he should be, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and quietly looked at Chen Ying on the side.

At this moment, Chen Ying was looking at the corpse of "Zhou Zhu'er" in a trance.

Somehow, at this moment, she has a trace of inexplicable awe.

Things get complicated.

If "Zhou Zhu'er" is not Zhou Zhu'er, then Zhou Jiuniang, is it really "Zhou Jiuniang"?

She is obviously not the only one who thinks this way.

Without waiting for Zhuang Boyan's orders, Zhao Yanzuo had already rushed to Zhou Jiuniang's side, held up the wet cloth, and wiped it vigorously on her face.

Everyone watched his movements with wide eyes.

However, the results were surprising.

Zhou Jiuniang didn't change her face.

Chen Ying noticed a strangeness more and more.

What is the reason for this so-called sister and brother, one shows his true body, and the other is carefully disguised?

Could it be that Zhou Jiuniang is not afraid of being recognized, but Zhou Zhu'er is unrecognizable?

Are they real brothers and sisters, or are they two people who are not related by blood?

Somehow, Chen Ying's back was a little chilly.

She had a gut feeling that something wasn't right.

Almost at the same time, Zhuang Boyan's gaze stopped on the face of "Zhou Zhu'er".

At first, his expression was calm and indifferent.

A dead person, in his eyes, is no different from grass mustard.

However, soon, he frowned, as if he was a little incredible, and his eyes widened, staring at "Zhou Zhu'er".

Then, the incredulity on his face turned into astonishment, Zhuang Boyan's lips trembled slightly, his pupils constricted, and he seemed to be extremely shocked.

The look lingered on his face for a few seconds, and then it turned to ecstasy.

However, in the next moment, his brows furrowed again, and he twisted his beard with one hand, as if uncertain and uneasy.

In this short second, Zhuang Boyan blinked his eyes a few times and took a step forward.

Chen Ying could only see his back.

His body didn't move, but his sleeves were shaking.

Very slight, very continuous shaking.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked deeply at Chen Ying.

It was a very meaningful look, scorching, cold, hard, gloomy, a look that was a quenched knife roasted in the fire, and a knife would definitely rip something off.

Chen Ying's hair stood on end.

"Hold on to this place, don't let people move the corpses!" Zhuang Boyan turned his face, his voice was low, even a little gloomy.

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and strode out of the east wing, his boots clattering, and he gradually walked away.

Chen Ying's back was drenched with sweat.

Zhuang Boyan looked at this look, which gave her a very bad feeling.

She stood for a moment, then turned and walked out.

She's going to find Ziqi again.

Right away.

Even if she is obstructed, she must talk to Ziqi again.

At that moment, Chen Ying was dominated by a strong sense of unease.

She had a hunch that if she couldn't see Ziqi now, then, when she saw Ziqi again, it would probably be on an occasion that neither of them wanted.

Chen Ying's heart burned like never before.

Feng and Tang were waiting outside the door, and when they saw her coming out, they hurriedly followed.

"Where is the girl going?" Feng's mother asked

"I'm going to see Ziqi." Chen Ying said, her footsteps didn't even stop, and she went straight forward.

Mother Feng opened her mouth and stammered, "Yes...... Is that...... Ziqi? ”

She only knew that Li had returned, but she didn't know the identity of the person being detained, until this moment, Chen Ying broke it with a word.

Chen Ying nodded calmly: "It's Ziqi, so it's inconvenient to talk about some things." ”

Her expression was very different from before, and Mother Feng solemnized her face and lowered her head to follow.

The sky was already faint, but the lanterns in the courtyard were still on, and the blood-colored drag marks on the ground looked terrifying.

The crowd cautiously bypassed it and came to the front yard.