Di Xue and Chu Ran saw surprise in each other's eyes.

If the two of them were really poisoned, but after entering the prison or before entering, does it have anything to do with Concubine Li?

A series of questions hit Di Xue, and Chu Ran saw Di Xue's brows unconsciously twisted together, and couldn't help but reach out to help her smooth out.

But when the hand arrived, it was empty, Di Xue dodged backwards and said:

"Chu Ran! Do you want to put the corpse mud on my face? ”

Listening to Di Xue's words, Chu Ran reacted, his gloves were not taken off, but he couldn't stop regretting in his heart, why was he so careless.

But fortunately, Di Xue's whole mind was on the case, so Chu Ran hurriedly changed the topic and said:

"This poison is called fish tail, it is a kind of grass that grows on the dry tidal flats, this grass is not poisonous when eaten alone, but if it is refined, it is very toxic, and after ingression, it will attack and die within half an hour."

After Chu Ran finished speaking, Han Shu asked:

"Then why is it called a fishtail, because it grows on the tidal flats?"

"It's because the person who is poisoned by this poison will have crimson vertical bars all over his body, which looks like a fish's tail, and red vertical bars will appear on the bones of those who are deeply poisoned, just like these two white bones!"

After Chu Ran finished speaking, the old man walked over tremblingly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, did my son and daughter-in-law die of poisoning? Is it the poison of the fishtail? ”

Di Xue nodded, and asked with some surprise:

"Uncle, do you also know the poison of this fishtail?"

As if he hadn't heard Di Xue's words, the old man was talking to himself, but then he denied it:

"This is impossible, the poison of the fish tail is my daughter-in-law Zhao Huihui's own poison, before she set off for Yuanjing, she specially found it from the bottom of his father's box, saying that it was for self-defense, they couldn't have been poisoned by themselves!"

The words of the old man of the Yang family made Di Xue fall into deep thought, and what he said was not unreasonable.

This poison turned out to be Zhao Huihui's own, but what was the situation that made her poison herself?

The poison was stolen by someone, or did she want to give it to someone else, but she was killed herself? Wives and concubines are possible.

But there are too few clues at the moment, and it is impossible to judge for a while, so Di Xue can only follow the steps step by step.

So Di Xue turned to look at the two white bones and studied them carefully.

Han Shu saw Di Xue looking at the skulls of the two white bones, and immediately understood what she meant, and ran to the side to prepare a pen and paper and hand it to Di Xue.

After Di Xue took it, she did not hesitate to start drawing on the paper, sometimes looking at the white bones, sometimes sketching on the paper.

After a stick of incense, the painting was finished.

After Di Xue handed the painted portrait of Xiao Yang to her father-in-law,

The old man took it and burst into tears, maybe he hadn't seen his son for too long, the old man's crying body trembled, and Han Shu hurriedly helped the old man aside.

After resting against the tree for a while, the old man calmed down a lot, but his voice was still very excited:

"Master Di is really a god, Xiao Yang is what he looks like! If you can solve the case, our whole family will thank you! ”

Di Xue waved his hand to signal the old man not to be polite, and then concentrated on studying the other pair of white bones.

I saw Di Xue repeat the action steps just now, and it was half a stick of incense and the past, and the painting also fell to the last stroke.

Di Xue handed the portrait of Zhao Huihui that she had just painted to her husband again.

But this time, his father-in-law looked at it carefully for a while, and then he was startled, and lost his voice:

"It's not her! I have never seen the person on this painting, and it is definitely not Zhao Huihui! ”

Di Xue hurriedly asked, "Isn't this Zhao Huihui?" ”

"No, the face of the person in this painting is a little ugly, but Zhao Huihui is famous for her beauty! At the beginning, my family also took a fancy to this, so they married her into the door in a beautiful way. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Di Xue hurriedly took the portrait and looked at it carefully, then looked at the white bones in comparison, and finally said:

"If this painting says that there may be a difference between fat and thin, but the basic appearance will never be wrong, if this portrait is not Zhao Huihui, then this white bone will not be Zhao Huihui!"

After Di Xue finished speaking, Han Shu said:

"My master's painting skills are like gods, and he will never make mistakes, will the problem be when he was looking for the corpse at that time, it must be that you found the wrong person at that time!"

The old man thought for a while, shook his head, and said:

"These two white bones were picked up by me and the child's mother from the mass grave, and the corpses were still flesh and blood at that time, but Zhao Huihui's face was burned and was unrecognizable, but the clothes she was wearing were made by my wife, and we will never admit that we are wrong!"

Di Xue nodded, what the old man said was not unreasonable, besides, the poison in these two corpses was the same, if it was really wrong, the possibility was too small.

It seems that someone may have deliberately disguised this corpse as Zhao Huihui.

However, a question that arises from this is, when was Zhao Huihui replaced, before entering the prison or after entering the prison?

What purpose did that person do this, whose body did it belong to, and where did Zhao Huihui's body go?

Di Xue was thinking about it when Yang Yu'er's voice came from a distance:

"Grandma told everyone to go back to dinner!"

Everyone looked and saw Yang Yu'er hiding behind a tree with some fear, not daring to look at the cemetery.

So Chu Ran called Di Xue to accompany Yang Yi'er, and he and Han Shu restored the cemetery together.

Half an hour passed, and the two finally restored the cemetery, and since people often walked here, they put some thought into it.

Everyone followed Yang Yu'er and her husband towards Yang's house.

After a while, the small courtyard of the Yang family on the outskirts of the city appeared in front of me.

Di Xue looked and saw that the small courtyard was surrounded by an earthen wall, and the door was a thin piece of wood.

In one of them, there were some troughs, which looked like they were for poultry, but they had been abandoned for a long time.

There is a ridge in the side inside and is a place to grow vegetables.

The house was made of mud and straw, and it looked a little dilapidated.

When everyone walked into the house, Grandma had already prepared a meal, and since the fire had not been turned on in the house for a long time, many things had been borrowed from neighbors.

Di Xue ate the home-cooked food made by her grandmother, although it tasted good, but the mystery in her heart was unsolved, and she still tasted like chewing wax.

Seeing that Di Xue didn't eat much, Chu Ran thought that the food was unappetizing, so he took a bowl of soup and handed it to her.

After taking it, Di Xue lowered her head and drank, then looked at her own shadow in the soup, and suddenly a trace of suspicion flashed in her heart, could it be that Zhao Huihui is not dead at all, she is still alive!

So he immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks, ran to the side, picked up the pen and paper, and drew quickly.

In less than half a burnt of incense, Di Xue drew the portrait and handed it to Grandma:

"Grandma, the woman in this portrait is your daughter-in-law Zhao Huihui?"

Grandma took the portrait and looked at it carefully, and said:

"This is Zhao Huihui, but it looks a little more rounded!"

Di Xue nodded, as if she was getting closer to the answer.

Chu Ran hurriedly took the portrait when he saw it, and his shocked expression couldn't be concealed after seeing it:

"How is this possible, how can it be her!"