"Yang Gong, don't you know, inside and outside this bedroom, the brothers have turned over I don't know how many times."

"This Ren Ziyou is indeed a master of poisoning, and we didn't even find anything wrong."

"But please rest assured Yang Gong, as long as we give us some more time, we will definitely be able to find out how this Ziyou was poisoned!"

Chen Yu's voice sounded in Yang Dong's ears.

But Yang Dong didn't care about him at all now, but walked straight to the bed.

At this moment, Chen Yu also realized that he was ignored by this Yang Gong, and a trace of dissatisfaction suddenly arose in his heart.

It's just that he hid it well and didn't let anyone notice it. So he opened his mouth and said:

"Yang Gong, I have also checked this bed several times, and there is no trace of poisoning at all."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, the meaning in and out of his words was to tell Yang Dong that what he did was useless.

Yang Dong ignored him, but turned his head to look at Yu Laohei and asked:

"Is the material of this couch the same as the wooden table used to place the spiritual seat in the ancestral hall?"

Yu Laohei was stunned at first, and then leaned over to look.

After a moment, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"What Yang Gong said is good, the material of this bed is indeed the same as the wooden table in the ancestral hall."

At this time, Chen Yu had already realized something. But he was still convinced that his judgment could not be wrong, so he spoke:

Even so, what does it mean? Perhaps it was when the Li Mansion bought the belongings, they chose the same batch of wood. ”

Yang Dong picked up the residue he had just found from the aromatherapy furnace, and then approached the bed and lit it.

The next moment, a faint fragrance came into the mouths and noses of everyone present.

"This, this is ......"

Chen Yu frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a weakness on his body.

In line with his reaction, there were also Yu Laohei and those who were not cultivating at the scene.

Yang Dong swept around everyone's performance, but he was a little more clear in his heart.

I see......

After a stick of incense,

Chen Yu arched his hand towards Yang Dong with an excited face, and said frankly:

"Yang Gong's eyes are like torches, and his subordinates admire!"

"It seems that this Ren Ziyou used such means to make Li Qiong's father and son poisoned unconsciously."

Yang Dong bowed slightly,

How Ren Ziyou was poisoned, he figured it out.

But then, another question came to his mind.

The poison that can be used by Ren Ziyou, although Yang Dong doesn't know what kind of poison it belongs to. But judging from Fang Cai's situation, even ordinary people like Chen Yu who have not cultivated can recover quickly after making their own moves.

So how could Li Qiong, as a martial artist, be poisoned to death by this kind of poison?

Yang Dong has practiced the exercises of the Qinglian Sect, although it is not invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, but it is also quite resistant to toxins.

According to his feelings, it is impossible for this toxin to kill people, let alone a martial artist who is Li Qiong?

But...... Li Qiong was poisoned!

Thinking of this, Yang Dong's eyes burst out with a gleam.

Wrong! Behind the tragedy of the Li Mansion, there must be another force intervening.

If Ren Ziyou is the praying mantis that catches cicadas, then this force is the yellow finch behind.

If it weren't for his whim, the direction of the government's investigation would definitely chase after Ren Ziyou, thus ignoring the real murderer hidden behind the scenes.

Good means, really good means!

I almost even cheated on my master......

Yang Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no relaxation in his mind.

At this point, he can basically sort out the context of the Li Mansion tragedy.

Ren Ziyou seduced Song Keer, intending to take the opportunity to take revenge on Li Qiong. So let Song Keer replace the aromatherapy in the aromatherapy oven with a substance that can mix toxins with the wood of the bed.

Song Keer lit the incense burner according to the plan, and then poisoned Li Qiong and his son.

While Ren Ziyou took revenge on Li Qiong, he did not intend to harm his life, and with his cautious character, he would definitely not choose this opportunity to attract the attention of the empress.

But what Ren Ziyou didn't expect was that someone would use his layout to kill Li Qiong.

This person behind the scenes is not only very clear about the structure of the Li Mansion, but even knows the layout of Ren Ziyou.

Such a character......

Yang Dong thought so, and suddenly his eyelids jumped!

"It's not good, return to the mansion quickly, Song Ke'er has a problem!"

……

meanwhile

In the capital government,

Song Ke'er looked blankly at the direction where Li Changle had gone.

She didn't have any intention of resisting, and even the salty pig hands that were stretched out around her chose to ignore it.

Just when these catchers thought that Song Ke'er was already dead,

But the corners of her mouth showed an intoxicating smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is the slave's body comfortable to the touch?"

Those hairy catchers were stunned at first, and then seemed to think of something, and they all looked at Song Keer with a wicked smile.

"Such a debauched slut, no wonder he can get together with Ren Ziyou."

"Little lady, after entering the dungeon, my brothers let you be happy, okay?"

When Song Ke'er heard this, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

"Okay, the slave family wants it very much~"

The next moment, black scars suddenly appeared on her body.

These black scars seemed to be contagious, and quickly spread down the palms of those dishonest hands to the bodies of the surrounding hunters.

These catchers only felt a heart-piercing pain in their palms.

When I looked down, my whole hand was even inky!

"What the hell have you done to us!?".

"Bastard, you're ......"

Before the words fell, the catchers fell to the ground one after another, lifeless.

At the same time, Song Ke'er's cheeks regained her calmness.

She looked deeply in the direction where Li Changle ran away, and muttered:

"Changle, leave the capital. Over here...... It's too dangerous......"

"Mother...... After all, it's still ...... Secure...... You......"

Song Ke'er's voice became softer and softer, and even on her plump and delicate body, there was a foul smell.

After a while, her entire body turned into a pool of black and smelly blood, and even the clothes on her body and the accessories on her head were all melted by this blood.

……

The Royal Palace, the Study,

The empress listened to Yang Dong's report, and her face became more and more gloomy.

"Xiao Dongzi, do you want to tell me that there is anyone behind the scenes in this capital?"

"I can't figure it out, in the past, when Lin Chunqiu sat in the position of first assistant, my capital was quite stable. Why did these forces become ready to move after Lin Chunqiu rebelled? ”