The warm sunlight shone through the window paper on the yellowwood floor, and a pair of men's feet fluttered to the ground.

The shoes on these feet seemed to be some years old, and they were stained with shiny oil spots, but they were surprisingly light, and they didn't make a sound when they fell to the ground.

The man covered his face with a face cloth, and one bulged out on his back. He turned to close the window, rubbing his hands together and rummaging through the storeroom. He took a few pieces of valuable jewels and put them all back, only opened a wooden box by the window, took a gold ingot, and then rearranged the gold to fill the gap.

"It's not in vain to come, take some money and go home and buy him more things." He shoved the gold into his arms, but suddenly clutched his abdomen and hunched himself in pain like a shrimp.

He twitched, and a layer of golden light seeped through his body. The familiar breath came again, and Linghua couldn't help but shiver.

This is the power of the Mind Mirror. But this power was not at ease in the man's body, she could feel that the spiritual power was slowly leaking out, and Jiang Miao did not have enough ability to control it, but was eaten by this force, and almost went mad.

I saw Jiang Miao trying to control his senses, his hands were already trembling, but he still tried to pull off his belt with all his strength, and a jade bottle fell from his waist.

He gasped for breath, and it seemed that he couldn't even roll his eyes, but subconsciously groped for the ground. Perhaps God helped him, he successfully touched the jade bottle, hurriedly opened the mouth of the bottle with his thumb, picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

The two green pills fell into his mouth, and after a while, the spiritual power in his body gradually stabilized, and even the spiritual power emitted by Shicai gradually gathered, and the silk threads flew back into his body one by one.

A feeling of coolness spread in Jiang Miao's body, and also spread in the induction with Linghua, and she shivered again. The cold qi on Jiang Miao's body has surrounded the spiritual power, and this cold qi seems to be both immortal and evil, so strong and domineering, driving away all the spiritual power.

Jiang Miao sat up from the ground, as if he had survived the catastrophe, and patted his face: "I'm still alive. Great, this medicine still works."

His hands were still trembling, and his legs were bent. When he saw that the wooden box was not yet closed, he went up and closed the lid. Before the lid could be closed, there were hurried footsteps and the sound of a woman talking.

"Why can't you even find this little thing? Zhen'er's rattles are all placed next to the wooden box under the window, and you can come and watch it."

Jiang Miao hurriedly covered the wooden lid when he heard the sound, but he panicked, his hands trembled and he didn't obey the call, and spilled the medicine on the wooden box at once. He was about to get it when the residue of a small lotus root slices on his sleeve fell on it again.

The footsteps had reached the door, and Jiang Miao wanted to clean up but it was too late, so he could only take advantage of the opportunity to open the door, hurriedly jumped out of the window, and escaped smoothly.

The person who opened the door was Yuan Qiuying, she pointed to the cabinet under the window, and instructed the maid to open it: "It's here...... What is this?"

She walked over and picked up the green pill, the light green ball radiating a different luster on her fingertips. She put the pills back into the jade bottle next to her one by one, and when she saw the dregs of the explosives, she had a plan in her heart.

Linghua withdrew his finger and walked to the window to look at the marks on the window frame and the cabinet, and sure enough, there was nothing left.

What did Jiang Miao do when he came to Yuanfu?

If he is a serial infanticide, then this is the second time he has come to the original mansion, and it is reasonable to know where the treasury is, then is he just greedy for money?

Linghua asked, "After discovering the pill, what strange behavior did Zhen'er have?"

Yuan Qiuying put away her look of amazement and thought carefully: "After a few days, it seems that I sometimes have abdominal pain, which is very annoying."

"yes, I think I confirmed." Linghua nodded at her, "Thank you for bringing me here to investigate, now I'm going to confirm one thing, one step ahead."

After saying that, Linghua hurried back to his guest room.

Rourou had already slept, and Linghua casually formed an enchantment to separate her, and opened the heart mirror with Henggu to check it out-

The sky was bright, and Jiang Miao climbed over the wall and climbed into the original mansion. There were several large stones piled up under the wall, and he easily stepped on them and got off the ground.

"It's so convenient to have this eyeliner in there." Jiang Miao probed his head to observe

After a while, the maid who avoided coming and going arrived in front of Yuan Qiuying's door.

At this moment, there was a big mess in the backyard, and Rourou was running around, luring the maids in the backyard clean.

Jiang Miao poked open the window paper and saw that there was no one inside, only a baby lying on the bed obediently with a rattle, pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhen'er saw Jiang Miao giggle, the rattle in his hand swaying, and the innocence of a child was shrouded in the man's palm.

A golden light emanated from the palm of his hand, forming a golden rune imprinted on Zhen'er's body. The man smiled with satisfaction as he looked down at the milk doll touching his belly, and fled the room before everyone noticed.

He crept to the door of the storeroom and climbed through the window.

Rourou outside was still running wildly, she listened to the door of Qiuying's room for a while, and when she saw the maid coming, she jumped in, looked left and right and hid under the bed after finding no one.

She grinned: "Brother Jiang Miao, Rourou is the most obedient, and I will play a game of hide and seek with you in the future."

"It turns out that she really brought Jiang Miao in, and the mark we broke on the boat was planted by this man." Heng Gu viciously pointed at Jiang Miao's embarrassed figure who escaped from the warehouse, "He is the murderer."

Linghua looked at him, "How do you know that he is the murderer?"

"When he entered the original house, he saw Zhen'er and left a mark, didn't he just come to gnaw his neck at night? And I don't know what it is because of the big thing on the plate protruding from his back, and it just happens to be the murderer's inability to stand up straight, I think it's him!"

Henggu stood up and patted his chest, "I can analyze it now."

Linghua pointed to the person in the mirror and asked, "But look, is Jiang Miao a person who can't stand up straight? Even if he bows down, it doesn't match the curvature of the murderer's back."

She placed her hand on the mirror, and the scene of Zhen'er's crime resurfaced. Linghua found the silhouette of the murderer, pinched the trace with his thumb and forefinger, dragged him out of the mirror, and placed him on the wall.

She pinched out Jiang Miao's shadow again and placed it next to the murderer's silhouette.

"It really doesn't seem to be the same!" Heng Gu exclaimed.

Linghua pointed to the backs of the two: "Although Jiang Miao's back is covered by clothing, the swollen part is obviously higher than the other positions, like a mountain standing on a plain.

The murderer's back is not, he is more like a hunchback, or rather a weight on his back, which is so heavy that he can't lift his waist."

"So Jiang Miao is not a murderer, we have found the wrong person?" Heng Gu scratched his head, "He's not a murderer, so what are you doing sneaking into the original mansion?"

Linghua frowned: "So now I can't completely feel that Jiang Miao is not suspicious, and the spiritual power on his body is also quite suspicious, which is the most important clue. Is there any news from the county government?"

Heng Gu clapped his hands and said mysteriously, "I can see big news! Catch Kuaiai said that the baby who died before had little flesh left on his body, and only Zhen'er's body was well preserved.

Moreover, these dead babies are not only children, but the second or third child in the family. This infanticide demon specializes in killing offspring, regardless of gender."

The next day, Linghua led Rourou out of the back door of the original mansion.

There were two people standing on the small bamboo raft, which was slightly crowded. Rourou kept looking at the much-sinking bamboo raft, moving her body back and forth anxiously.

"The more you move, the more the raft shakes, and we all have to fall." Linghua pressed her head.

Rourou stood still like a wooden man when she heard this: "I seem to be a little afraid of you."

Linghua rubbed her hair: "How did you and Jiang Miao meet?"

"I went to the market to play, and he fried meat for me to eat." Rourou smacked her lips, "I've never eaten anything so delicious, it's so delicious, it's different from other meats. But recently, Brother Jiang Miao has only fried lotus root slices, and there is a lot less meat, so I will only give a little bit of it."

Linghua paused: "Can you see what kind of meat he uses to fry it?"

Rourou swallowed: "I haven't seen it, but it's really delicious."

The bamboo raft hit the bamboo artemisia outside the house, and the rope was tied up softly and quickly, and the door was opened as if it were going back to his own home.

The house was empty.

"How so? Brother Jiang Miao obviously didn't go to the market." Yau Yau walked back and forth in the room.

Linghua looked around and picked up a longevity lock in the corner, engraved with the word "square".

She looked in the direction of the stilted building where Jiang Miao disappeared that day: "The Fang family on the river embankment......

Linghua returned to the original mansion alone, Rourou had been sent to the riverside restaurant by her, and Qin Yuzheng had quietly bought a ticket and waited for the boat to leave tomorrow.

Yuan Qiuying had a big quarrel with the original master, and forced him to reconcile with Chu Qiyang with his life, but the original master didn't know if he was too stimulated or suddenly figured it out, and actually agreed to Yuan Qiuying's request.

At this moment, Yuan Qiuying happily peeled the orange, broke off a petal and stuffed it into her mouth: "I can finally be free, and thank you, Ling Hua."

Linghua waved his hand, "It's not my credit. If you want to resist, you will do everything you can, even if you are broken, you will want to change, won't you?"

Yuan Qiuying smacked the taste of the words, put down the orange and said, "I know you can't get used to my indifference to Zhen'er, but it does work."

"Effective?" Linghua said lukewarmly, "Then congratulations on your freedom."

Yuan Qiuying lowered her head and smiled, "You really blame me for being too ruthless."

Linghua suppressed the emotions in his heart: "It's useless to talk about things that are a foregone conclusion, this time I have something to ask you for, do you know the Fang family by the river embankment?"

"Of course I know, but I found a clue at his house?" Yuan Qiuying had excitement on her face.

Linghua Zhengse said, "It's a bit of an eyebrow, I want you to help me introduce me to the Fang family so that it can be easily investigated."

Yuan Qiuying responded to Linghua's words very much, and agreed very happily.

On the second day, the river embankment Fang's house.

Two shamans dressed in sacrificial robes danced in the backyard of Fang's house.

They have words in their mouths, forming mysterious and ancient tunes. The bells jingle all over his body, and the drums in his hands are sung and struck one after another, as if they were hitting people's hearts.

"Miss Yuan, is it true or false that you say that there is a murderous light in my house? I've never heard of this shaman, is he a charlatan?" The daughter-in-law of the Fang family had a yellow face and thin muscles, and she looked like she hadn't rested well, she grabbed Yuan Qiuying and looked at the dancing two with anxiety.

As if hearing what she said, the shaman shook the bell and pushed open the door of her room. She rushed straight at the boy who was tearing paper and playing in the room, biting the bell faster and faster, and making a "snort" sound in her mouth.

Yuan Qiuying grabbed the Fang family's daughter-in-law and was shocked: "Found it! It's on him!"

Suddenly, the male shaman took the female shaman away, and the two walked up to the Fang family's daughter-in-law, stepped forward to beat the drum to listen to her echo, and mysteriously communicated in an incomprehensible language.

After the two talked, they sang in a low voice around the Fang family's daughter-in-law, and they circled around her as they sang, swaying the bell around her from top to bottom.

Yuan Qiuying covered her mouth and looked at her in shock: "That thing passed through your body to Little Master Fang!"

The daughter-in-law of the Fang family looked disbelieving: "What the hell are you talking about?"

The male shaman trembled and rolled his eyes: "Mother, my stomach hurts, my whole body hurts! Help me!"

The Fang family's daughter-in-law's expression changed suddenly: "How do you know? Who the hell are you?"

The male shaman rolled his eyes and said, "That thing is on me, my stomach is hot and uncomfortable, mother, save me!"

The daughter-in-law of the Fang family hurriedly grabbed Yuan Qiuying: "They really know, Miss Yuan is willing to let these two mages stay and save my son?"

Yuan Qiuying glanced at the female shaman who pretended not to understand the bell ringing, and smiled, "Of course you can."