Chapter 22: Traces on the Ice

The warm sun shone on her body, but Ling Lan was still a little cold, she knew that she hadn't eased up, the temperature inside was really too low.

Rubbing his uncomfortable nose and taking a deep breath, he silently watched Sister Qiao's back fade away.

"Go over there!" Mo Ziyu suddenly opened her mouth and raised her hand to point.

Following his finger, the sun was better on the edge of the bamboo forest.

"It's okay, Sister Qiao will be back soon." She was too lazy to move.

Mo Ziyu frowned: "I think you lack exercise, don't always think about eating on weekdays." ”

"Is that the same thing?"

"Isn't it?"

Ling Lan pursed her lips and turned around to refuse to talk to him.

She didn't just think about eating, obviously the other party was too annoying and always made her starving. And how can she have time to exercise these days? This man is just talking about ease.

Mo Ziyu originally wanted her to go to a sunny place, but it turned out to be self-defeating, and somehow it became like this.

He stopped talking, and finally followed a few steps: "Just now, what did you find in the ice room?" ”

Speaking of business, Ling Lan stopped and thought seriously: "There is an ice cube in the corner with an unsmooth surface and obvious marks, but I haven't seen it up close, so I don't know it. ”

"The surface of the ice cube is not smooth?" Mo Ziyu repeated.

Thinking back to what I had just seen, although it was within the range of the kerosene lamp, the line of sight was not very clear, but the mark seemed familiar.

"Do you suspect that Chen Tao's time of death does not match Yihong Pavilion because of the ice room?" Mo Ziyu suddenly changed her words, and a tall figure came to her side.

Ling Lan turned around and saw the golden sunlight shining on the man through the bamboo leaves, obviously he was such an unkind person, but at this time, there was a little more softness and warmth in the light.

I didn't know what to think, Ling Lan's cheeks were unnaturally reddened and quickly looked away, she felt that the environment in which she met a person was so important.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, the handsome son, it is difficult not to be impressed.

Seeing that she didn't respond with a strange expression, Mo Ziyu was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing. What you just said is right, I always thought that the first place where Chen Tao was killed was in Yihong Pavilion, but the time of death did not match, and I didn't expect that there would be an ice room here. ”

Low temperature can indeed change the time of death of the corpse, and Mo Ziyu is also annoyed.

At this time, Sister Qiao walked back quickly, with a kerosene lamp in her left hand, and a sky-blue lotus robe in her right arm, with unknown vines embroidered with silver threads, which was very beautiful and elegant.

"This should be just right, Miss Ling try it."

With the help of Sister Qiao, Ling Lan put on a lotus dress, which was very thick, and there was a hat with a fur collar. Well! It's just a nice cloak.

After a while, Sister Qiao waited for the two of them to return to the underground ice room, and the two of them carried kerosene lamps directly to the left corner of the room.

The ice cubes are basically square, about half a meter in diameter, and they are stacked in neat rows.

Ling Lan found that there was something unusual from the side of the second ice block from the ground up, compared to other smooth surfaces with ice chips, this piece not only had unknown traces, but also was not so smooth, and it felt uneven to the touch...

Fingers slid across the ice, a gleam appeared in Ling Lan's eyes, she put down her hand and stood up, taking two steps back to look carefully.

"Master Mo, can you do me a favor?"

Mo Ziyu was still observing the ice traces, and looked at it suspiciously after hearing it.

"Now?"

Ling Lan nodded slightly, with a sly smile in her eyes.

Soon, Mo Ziyu sat on the ground leaning on the ice under Ling Lan's order, and then made various moves.

"Go down a little bit, to the left, relax and don't strain your back..."

In the face of Ling Lan's various tosses, Mo Ziyu suspected that she was doing it on purpose.

"Alright, just don't move."

Mo Ziyu, who guessed a few points of the situation, patiently cooperated, and exhaled a heavy breath at this time, it was a little difficult for him.

Ling Lan came to the vicinity and squatted down, stretched out her index finger and landed behind Mo Ziyu's ear, moving a little bit...

Mo Ziyu seemed to be caught in the acupoint and remained motionless, because Ling Lan was too close to him, and in such a cold environment, he could feel the warm breath of the other party, spraying it on his ears and itching, it seemed that his heart was also itchy!

Ling Lan was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "That's right, that's it." ”

The sound interrupted the man's fugue and made him more and more uncomfortable.

I don't know if I was too excited or my feet slipped, Ling Lan, who was about to stand up, leaned forward suddenly, and the whole person slammed into the ice.

As a practitioner, Mo Ziyu reacted very quickly, and without thinking about it, he quickly got up and hugged the other party in a half circle and stood steadily.

Ling Lan only felt a slight pain in her forehead, but it was not the pain of hitting the ice, and before she could react, there was a spin in front of her...

When she found out that she had hit Mo Ziyu's chest, she was in the other party's arms at this time, and her hands were still clutching the man's clothes, and her mind was blank for a moment!

Can you find a crack in the ground, no, an ice crack will do...

"Huh! Thanks to Master Mo, I already know what's going on, let's go out and talk about it. With that, Ling Lan turned around and strode out.

Mo Ziyu couldn't help but smile when she looked at her back, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like she had run away, it was really rare, she also had a shy side of a woman.

When leaving Yihong Pavilion, Ling Lan and Sister Qiao said two words alone, first, her husband was not worried about his life, but it was undecided when he would be able to return home. Second, let her think about her marriage and plan for the future.

For the former, Sister Qiao can understand that the worry on her face has decreased a lot, and it is good that there is no worry about her life. But she heard the latter words clearly but did not understand the meaning.

Facing the doubts in her eyes, Ling Lan smiled but didn't say much.

There are some things that outsiders say too much, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and they will see each other soon.

On the way back, Ling Lan even said that she would explain to Mo Ziyu with gestures.

"Chen Tao enjoyed the scenery in the bamboo forest after taking the Songteng poison, and was only killed when he was about to be poisoned and brought into the ice room, at that time his body was not cold, and he was dragged by the murderer to the place where we checked the traces just now, because Chen Tao's body was still warm, and the back of his head was close to the ice cube and melted slightly, which left some uneven traces."

Mo Ziyu had already guessed, and nodded at this time.

"Why do you say that he was in the bamboo forest before he was killed, as far as I know, there are many people watching the bamboo forest in Yihong Pavilion recently, and many guests will come to sit, take a walk, and enjoy the beautiful scenery, it is not wise to kill a person here?"

Ling Lan tilted her head against the window, thought for a while and asked without answering: "How many times have you been to the bamboo forest, have you ever stepped on a bamboo shoot?" ”

"Not really, because I'll avoid bamboo shoots."

"Then do you think Chen Tao won't avoid it?"

"The beauty is on the side, and it's normal not to pay attention for a while." Mo Ziyu didn't think much about it.