"Let's go over and see. Shao Yuan was obviously interested in the owner of the voice, but he didn't dare to walk over so blatantly. He carried her up to the eaves and walked towards the source of the sound.

It was the first time she had stood on the eaves and looked down at what was under her feet, she smiled, it was a different feeling from Edgeworth's flight, Edgeworth flew very high, she could basically see things on the ground clearly, but standing on the roof, she could clearly see a qiē. She was in a good mood, and even the wind blowing in her face made her feel much more comfortable than usual.

Shaoyuan leaned down and uncovered a piece of tile, and she also squatted down. There were more Su Min in the mourning hall than in the courtyard, because of the line of sight, she couldn't see the furnishings of the house clearly, only the coffin in the center of the room, and the woman kneeling beside the coffin.

The woman was dressed in filial piety clothes, holding the paper in her hand, and kept throwing it into the brazier, as if she was crying quietly, and the whole person trembled. From time to time, someone came in to offer incense, and when they saw the woman crying sadly, they comforted: "Please also ask Mrs. Cen to mourn." ”

The comforted woman cried even more fiercely, and seemed to be so angry that she couldn't even breathe, and only after a while did she say: "Our master is still so young, and he hasn't had time to do anything, so he left this family and left." He's gone, where did he leave me!"

Because the woman had been lowering her head and raised it, her plain face was a little pale, her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had been crying for a long time, looking at the woman's sad face, she could feel that the sadness and despair were not pretended.

"Now there are too many people, let's wait! ”

She had never had any opinion on Shaoyuan's words, so she nodded and sat quietly aside, crying would come from time to time in the room, she didn't understand, why were the people in the house so sad, and the person who died was not her, how could she be so sad and sad?

She didn't understand, and she didn't understand, why there were so many complicated relationships between people? Jane's family cared so much about each other because they were related by blood, but what was the relationship between the woman in the room and the person who died? Obviously, they were not related by blood, so what tied them together, and could make the woman in the room care about him so much.

Shaoyuan was originally worried that she would feel bored if she sat here for an afternoon, but she didn't expect that since he said that he would wait, she had been sitting quietly on the side in a daze, without feeling bored at all, and without any complaints. Sitting for an afternoon is nothing for a person who cultivates immortals, Shaoyuan is used to it, but she doesn't look like a person who cultivates immortals, but her qualitative nature is very strong, plus there are so many strange things in her, Shaoyuan feels more and more that this trip is the right one.

Although the two did not talk, they did not feel that the time was difficult, and in the blink of an eye, it was dark, and there were fewer people who came to mourn, and only the woman in the mourning hall was still kneeling there crying. She couldn't understand how people could have so many tears, hadn't the woman in the room been crying all afternoon?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously touched her eyes, did she cry? She didn't seem to cry in her memory, but she was curious if she had ever shed so many tears like the woman in the house.

How do the tears flow?

Seeing that it was almost time, Shaoyuan flew down the eaves with her. The two maids standing in front of the mourning hall were startled when they saw Shaoyuan and her, and were about to shout. saw Shaoyuan reach out and tap on them a few times, and then he felt his head dizzy, and his body didn't obey the call, and he fell to the ground with all his strength.

Shaoyuan didn't want to startle the snake, so he stunned the maid at the door, and then walked in in a grand manner.

Although the movement outside the house is small, it is quiet in the dead of night, and even the slightest movement can be heard by the people in the house. When the woman heard that something seemed to be strange outside the house, she hurriedly stood up, but before she could turn around, she felt a numbness in her neck, and the whole person fell on her back. I couldn't move for half a day.

"She's fine, she's just fainted, and she'll wake up in two hours. Shao Yuan saw that she had been looking at the woman, thinking that she was worried that something had happened to the woman, so he explained loudly.

She nodded as if she didn't understand, she didn't care if the woman was dead, she was just curious about the clothes on her body. Is there any difference between the clothes on her body and the ones she wears?

Shaoyuan saw that she had been looking at the woman who had fallen to the ground, and opened her mouth but still didn't say anything, just walked to the coffin and lifted the lid of the coffin. The man in the coffin did not die as horribly as rumored outside, he was the same as ordinary people who died normally, but he only had a pair of eyes that protruded and his mouth opened wide, as if he had seen something extremely terrible before he died.

Shao Yuan seemed to be a little surprised, the moment before he lifted the lid of the coffin, he would even see a very terrible corpse, but he didn't expect this corpse to be so natural, and he didn't even suffer any harm before he died. She also looked at the corpse in a daze, and only after a while turned her head to look at Shaoyuan and asked, "Are you scared to death?"

Shaoyuan nodded and said, "It seems to be like this, but how can things be so simple." There must be something in this that I didn't expect. She shook her head, put her hand on the man's forehead, slowly closed her eyes, and a bewitching face appeared in her mind, a woman, extremely beautiful. Her long hair was half-pulled into a bun, and her eyes were slightly upturned.

Who was that, and why could she see the face of a woman she had never seen before, and it was from the sea of consciousness of the dead man. Why does the dead still have the knowledge of the sea, or is it not the knowledge of the sea at all, so what is it? and why does she subconsciously make this series of actions, obviously she doesn't know what she is doing?

"What are you doing?" Seeing her put her hand on the man's forehead, Shao Yuan was a little confused.

She shook her senses, looked at Shaoyuan in a daze, and said for a while, "The murderer is a woman?"

"How do you know?"

"I saw it, in his sea of knowledge, I saw it with my own eyes. ”

Shao Yuan was stunned for a while, a little incredulous, but with what he knew about her these days, she never lied, she didn't even say anything, but every sentence was crucial. Although there were some doubts, Shaoyuan still chose to believe it, because she was too strange. It's not so weird to know something, isn't it?