"Puff~", "Puff~", "Puff~".

It stands to reason that the cat should have landed silently, but the black cat that came out of the black box was round and fat, and the soft fins made a pop and crisp sound when it landed.

Master Shi's corpse was lying in the coffin not far away, and Feng Bei's black silk gloved hand was about to push the coffin lid, but was immediately stopped by Yueyan.

"Wait! I read the post-mortem report. This corpse ...... Yueyan thinks that the three adults are probably still, and it is not good to see it. ”

Yueyan pursed her lips, her beautiful face was tense, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, betraying her - holding back a smile and suffocating it very uncomfortably.

Feng Bei frowned slightly, and replied with an inquiring look.

Yueyan tilted her head: "Obscure." ”

Fengbei didn't seem to understand, but she still took a step back.

Listen to persuasion and politeness, Fengbei has always acted like this.

Yueyan pushed the fighting hedgehog forward: "Little brother crab, you go." ”

Dou Ji was stunned for a moment, and his eyes straightened: "Aha? Why me? ”

"You're young, you're young, you're young, you're small." Yueyan squinted, moistened her lips slightly, pinched her long and narrow fingers, and said with a smile after indicating what "small" was: "If it's not you, who else can it be?" ”

Dou Ji was speechless, and obediently stepped forward to open the coffin.

The moment the coffin was opened, Dou Hedgehog looked at the shriveled old corpse with a black and purple stick between his legs, as if he had been poisoned, and immediately gasped and took a few steps back.

"Poisoned?"

The fighting hedgehog lost its voice, and it was clear at a glance.

Shi Wentong's body was left for many days, although it was embalmed, it was much more shriveled, but that place, I don't know what medicine I took, it was particularly spicy.

The fighting hedgehog hid aside and rubbed his eyes, it was so spicy. Woo woo, the injured are always new.

The black cat paced to the edge of the coffin, then squatted on the ground and scratched his ears with his paws, refusing to come forward.

When Yueyan saw it, she was angry and laughed: "You and my wife are sitting on the ground again?" ”

The black cat's green eyes looked at Yueyan calmly, stretched out its chubby cat's paws, and the tip of its nose and the meat ball were facing the sky at the same time.

"Look, you're all fat pigs!" Yueyan was helpless, took out a small bottle from her bosom, and poured out a dark red pill.

Dou Qi was studying, he covered his arms, this cat food called "wick", he also issued a bottle when he first arrived, which is the unique food of "Soul Chasing Lamp".

Swallowing the wick in one gulp, the cat jumped, quickly ran errands, climbed the coffin, and lowered his head to sniff.

After a few moments, the black cat scratched its ears, yawned lazily, and scurried back into the box.

"Meow Meow~"

Inside the box, the black cat called twice.

"Good! Let's go. Little Brother Crab, go and close the lid of Master Shi's coffin, don't disturb him. ”

Yueyan folded her hands together, bowed in the air, and after a silent expression of "the dead are great", she smiled slightly and picked up the box again.

"That's it?"

Dou Qi obediently closed the lid of the coffin and asked in a daze.

"It's over, you'll understand soon."

The three of them left the six doors.

Guo Zifei watched the three of them leave, that style, that demeanor, made him envious, and secretly swore in his heart that he would make the god hunt bigger and stronger, and further penetrate into the doorway, and after being rated as a three-grade thaumaturgist, he would apply for transfer to Yeweiyang again.

After a while, Guo Zifei sorted out the file again, and when he saw the "Zheng's beating man and beating case" piled up on the case, he slapped his thigh suddenly.

No wonder he looked at Yueyan so familiar that night, a few years ago when he was promoted to the first god of the imperial city, he went to Zheng's cloth village to customize new clothes, at that time Yueyan was still working as a tailor in Zheng's cloth village, and he was the best tailor in the imperial city, named Xi'er.

At that time, because the Xi'er girl was moist and smart, and her smile was gentle, Guo Zifei took a few more looks. Unexpectedly, a few years later, the first tailor of the imperial city became the "Moon Swallow" in the twenty-eight constellations of Yeweiyang.

If it's really three years in Hedong and three years in Hexi, things are not people.

Rushing...... Rushing...... Rushing......

Out of the yamen, there were a few more pedestrians on the street at this time.

Dou Hedgehog was hungry, bought a few buns, and returned to the team while eating.

He heard the sound of cat's claws scratching coming from the box behind Yueyan.

Sometimes scratching this way, sometimes scratching that side.

After a while, Dou Ji suddenly understood that this was how the soul chasing lamp was used.

The cat is in the box, scratching its paws to guide the way.

The three of them walked all the way, under the strange eyes of the people, and walked three streets and four alleys.

Dou Qi noticed the strangeness, Fengbei didn't dare to approach, so he could only sneak close to Yueyan and ask: "Sister Yueyan, why is the 'Shangfeng San' Lord not bringing a soul-chasing lamp to work?" ”

Yueyan glanced at her: "Little Brother Crab, you have already asked." ”

The fighting hedgehog did not give up, and pointed to the heavens: "That, that, then why, where we passed, the ravens avoided it?" Didn't you say that the eyes of ravens could distinguish thaumaturgists? In the past, when I first got a glimpse of the doorway, the ravens circled around me for a long time, day by day, day by day, and then I became familiar with them, and finally I stopped turning, and I would not hide far away like this like a plague god. ”

Feng Bei followed behind Yueyan and Dou Qi, following the guidance of the soul chasing lamp, at this time she paused, but after half a moment, she continued to move forward, her face did not change.

On the contrary, Yueyan's complexion changed, and her five fingers stretched out, of which her middle finger was bent to the palm of her hand, as if she had pulled an invisible silk thread. Suddenly, there was a thin line mark on the neck of the fighting hedgehog.

"Shhhh Do you die? ”

The hedgehog did not dare to move.

Yueyan's five fingers were released, and the traces of silk thread on the neck of the hedgehog disappeared without a trace.

"You must not mention those two words indiscriminately."

"Which two words?" The young man looked confused, still not knowing the seriousness of the matter.

"Plague or something." Yueyan whispered.

"Shhh He vaguely sensed that he had committed a taboo.

The two walked a few steps faster.

Yueyan lowered her voice and said, "Why are you so much?" Maybe it's been a long time in the night, you should know sooner or later, and it's not a violation to tell you. On the third wind, the people of Fengbei are very different from me and you. ”

Dou Qi wondered: "What's the difference?" ”

"I, you, or nine out of nine thaumaturgists, all by chance, inadvertently glimpsed the mystery, stepped into the path, and cultivated thaumaturgy." Yueyan's voice was pressed to the lowest, and her lips did not move, and a voice came out: "There are only some people, one in a hundred thousand, no, one in a million, or they are born with favor, or they are born with ominous, in short, some people have not been able to peek into the door in their lives, but they are standing in the door early!" We call 'them' 'aliens'! Different from ordinary people, blessed with 'strange people'! ”

Inhuman!

Yueyan raised her head and lowered her voice: "Whether it's a raven or a soul chasing lamp, they hate 'aliens' very much, so the three adults never bring them." ”

Hearing this, the fighting hedgehog was already stunned.

He knows how difficult it is for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the doorway.

Take the position of "walking foot" in the "middle nine streams" in the city as an example, there are hundreds of walking and running drivers in the city, spring goes to winter, and new people and old people alternate. But in the more than ten years since the establishment of Ye Weiyang, the thaumaturgists who can really step into the "walking door" can be said to be one in a thousand.

But what kind of people are born and stand in a position that no one else can reach in their lifetime?

Seeing the envious look on Dou Qi's face, Yueyan was about to reprimand that "Inhuman" was not as lucky as you thought.

Feng Bei walked a few steps, his eyes were calm, and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Yueyan brushed a strand of drooping sideburns behind her ear, and said calmly: "Dou Ji and I are just curious about why the three high-ranking Shangxian adults would take the initiative to ask the 'Night Lord' for instructions and intervene in these small cases. ”

Feng Bei suddenly replied concisely: "Curious." ”

"Curious?" Yueyan pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't think so." ”

Fengbei didn't answer.

Yueyan continued: "Since Princess Yurun died in the palace and blood was left on the wall, the three adults of Shangxian have only applied to participate in the investigation. Yueyan wondered if Fengbei's move was related to Master Zheng, a wealthy merchant in the imperial city. ”

Feng Bei raised his eyes, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and asked Yueyan rhetorically: "I heard that before you joined Ye Weiyang, you were the tailor of Zheng's cloth village. ”

Yueyan's smile did not decrease: "The three adults of the upper wind, there are iron rules in the night Weiyang." Once you enter the night Weiyang, you don't ask about your background, you don't ask about the past, you don't leave your surname, and you only have a code name. Even if there is a deep hatred and blood hatred, it needs to be written off and not mentioned again. ”

"Then you will answer me as 'Yueyan', what do you think, Zheng Xiu."

"Back to the three adults," Yueyan arched her hand: "It's not good, it's not bad, it's likable." ”

Feng Bei nodded, followed the sound of the cat scratching his claws, and walked forward.

A cold voice returned.

Although the voice was indifferent, it exuded an unmistakable firmness.

"Fengbei believes that the Zheng bloodline is definitely not a villain."

Feng Bei jumped forward quickly, bowed his head and sighed lightly. Her hair fluttered like a gun straight behind her.

“…… That's all. ”