Chu Qize looked at the teacup in his hand thoughtfully, but his thoughts seemed to have been pulled far away.

I still remember that day Chu Duan took Fu Chu's soul to Ling'an Hall to find him, and it was also that day that Chu Qize saw Chu Duan leave when he saw a white shadow in the grass of the path following Chu Duan......

“...... Uncle?" Chu Duan's voice fell into Chu Qize's ears again, pulling Chu Qize's thoughts back suddenly.

Chu Qize came back to his senses, and his gaze fell back on Chu Duan's body.

In fact, it is not difficult for Chu Qize to deduce the murderer. Although the murder of Fuchu was in a uproar in Nangu Mountain at that time, few people knew about Fuchu's resurrection - in addition to a few of them, there were murderers who knew about Fuchu's resurrection.

And the murderer deliberately disguised himself into Chu Duan's appearance, that is, it was clear that he wanted to frame the blame for Chu Duan, this Nangu Mountain, who has been targeting Chu Dui, and who knows about the resurrection, in this way, it is obvious, and it is much easier to catch the murderer......

However, as soon as he thought of this, Chu Qize's fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly-but if he extrapolated like this, the truth would be exposed one by one, and I was afraid that it would do Chu Duan all kinds of harm and no benefit.

He couldn't let Chu Duan have an accident.

Thinking about it, Chu Qize withdrew his hand leisurely, and his thin lips opened slightly: "In the entire Nangu Mountain, who can enter and leave my Ling'an Hall at will, except for the old man Sanqing and me, who else do you think can?"

Chu Qize did not directly respond to Chu Duan's question, but threw another question to Chu Duan.

As soon as Chu Qize asked, Chu Duan had an answer in his heart - there was another person who could enter and leave Ling An Hall at will, and it was Chu Duan himself.

The murderer was so deliberate, which really surprised Chu Duan.

But at the same time, Chu Duan seemed to have some answers in his heart.

Chu Duan looked at Chu Qize, and did not open his mouth to respond, looking at each other, Chu Duan even saw a helplessness in Chu Qize's deep eyes, and after a moment of silence in the air, Chu Qize slowly spoke: "You still want to find out the real murderer?"

This matter was like a knot in Chu Duan's heart - it was because he didn't protect Fu Chu well, so Fu Chu was killed at the foot of the mountain, so he ...... This time, he wanted to get justice for Fu Chu.

Chu Qize looked at Chu Duan, and when he saw Chu Duan's hesitant appearance, he also had an answer in his heart, and it didn't take long for the seriousness on Chu Qize's face to slowly disappear, replaced by a helpless smile: "If you want to check, then Uncle Shi will help you." ”

"By the way, it's fifteen in a few days, Fuchu's tail...... Remember to seal back. After finishing speaking, Chu Qize slowly stood up, as if he was ready to leave, however, when Chu Qize walked to the door of the Yuhan Pavilion, he couldn't help but stop, he turned his head slightly sideways, and glanced at Chu Duan with his spare eyes: "There is still ...... Sanqing is still in retreat during this time, and on the fifteenth day of this month, there is a lantern festival at the foot of the mountain. ”

Although I don't know what Chu Qize means by saying this, after the words "There is a lantern festival under the mountain" fell into Fu Chu's ears, her eyes subconsciously flashed a light that seemed to be nothing, as if she was expecting something.

......

Sure enough, after Fu Chu's tail was sealed into her body, she entangled Chu Duan again - it was really boring to stay on the mountain all the time, and Fu Chu really wanted to go down the mountain to see.

Seeing that the disciples on the mountain all came down the mountain one after another, Fuchu was really envious in his heart.

She looked at the disciples who had descended the mountain, and then at Chu Duan, who was sitting there motionless, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

She walked quickly to Chu Dui's side, and then sat down beside him, her little hand supported her cheeks, and looked at Chu Dui: "Senior brother—they all went down the mountain." ”

"Hmm. Chu Duan replied indifferently, his eyes still fell on the scroll in his hand, and he was not moved at all.

"Aren't you greedy?" Fu Chu suddenly asked again.

Chu Dui: "......"

After the air was quiet for a while, Chu Duan leisurely asked, "Why am I greedy?"

"They all went down the mountain to play—" Fu Chu said, and then leaned towards Chu Dui again, as if to observe how Chu Duan would react, however, she stared at it for a long time, but she couldn't find the slightest change on Chu Dui's face: "They have fireworks to watch, lanterns to mention, and Kong Ming lanterns to put off when they go down the mountain!"

Seeing that Chu Duan still didn't react, Fu Chu stubbornly added: "There are still sugar gourds to eat!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Duan still didn't move at all.

Fu Chu: "......"

After a slight pause, Fu Chu continued to speak: "I heard that there are ...... under the mountain."

"Bang-" Before Fu Chu could finish her sentence, the sound of the scroll falling on the table reached her ears, and although it was not loud, it was enough to interrupt her words.

Fu Chu watched Chu Duan put down the scroll in his hand expressionlessly, then closed his mouth in recognition and looked at Chu Duan obediently and carefully.

The candlelight in the room flickered and fell softly on Chu Duan's side face, not only Fu Chu's illusion but also a fact, she actually saw a faint and soft smile on Chu Duan's face.

After a while, Chu Dui slightly opened his thin lips: "Give me your hand." ”

After Chu Duan finished speaking, he also stretched out his hand.

Fu Chu looked at Chu Dui, slowly imitating him and stretched out his hand.

In the next second, a ray of light red light lingered around Chu Duan's wrist, like a thread, and after that ray of light circled around Chu Duan's wrist, it floated lightly towards Fu Chu's wrist.

The ray of light gently tied Fu Chu's wrist, and then, Fu Chu felt his wrist tighten slightly, as if an invisible rope was tied to his hand.

Fu Chu subconsciously raised her hand and pulled it back, and after she watched the line between them slowly lengthen, she pulled it back in a novel way.

After a certain distance, the light like a thin line was stretched to the limit, and it was tightened there. After that, there was a slight pain in his wrist, which made Fu Chu obediently put his hand back in place.

Slowly, the reddish light gradually faded out of Fu Chu's sight.

At this point, Chu Duan didn't seem to say anything, and when Fu Chu saw that the rope was gone, his little hand subconsciously dragged it back.

The sudden pain made Fu Chu obediently put his hand back in place.

After a while, Chu Duan raised his hand slightly, and his gaze slowly fell on Fu Chu's body: "I pulled a thread for you, so that you won't get lost." ”