Chu Duan looked at Fu Chu, and at this moment, he seemed to understand why Chu Qize wanted to stop him from investigating this case......

Today's Chu Duan can be said to be in a dilemma, seeing that the murderer is in front of him, but he can't catch it...... As soon as he thought of this, Chu Duan's eyes couldn't help but dim.

Fu Chu wanted to open his mouth to ask Chu Duan what he had in mind, but after the words reached his mouth, he swallowed it hard again—looking at Chu Duan's appearance, he didn't seem to be willing to say it.

......

At the foot of the mountain, it is lively and prosperous, and on the mountain, everything is silent.

It was as if all the excitement had poured down the mountain, and at this moment, it seemed that there was only the night that seemed to have no end in sight.

In the Ling'an Hall, there was still a faint candlelight, and the cold wind on the winter night was cold, blowing the candle flame swaying with the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was a white dress standing in front of the window, with a long and straight back, reflecting the dim light, like a painting scroll painted by the gods.

After a long time, there was a tentative knock on the door outside Ling An Hall.

The sound of slamming the door only rang twice, and then a calm male voice came into the quiet air: "Uncle Qi Ze, are you looking for me?"

As soon as he said a word, Chu Qize, who was standing at the window, turned around leisurely.

The candlelight was softly reflected on his cold and handsome face, and unlike usual, at this moment, his face seemed to be more ruthless and cold, making people feel a little strange.

Chu Qize's gaze fell on the door unhurriedly, and then gently pursed the corners of his lips. Obviously, there was a smile in his eyes, but the smile didn't make people feel the slightest warmth, as if it was colder than the winter night outside the house.

Chu Qize didn't do anything, but the air seemed to be frozen at this moment, and after a while, Chu Qize walked to the table quietly: "Come in——"

Chu Qize said lightly, and there was still a smile on his face.

"I don't know what Uncle Qi Ze is doing when he comes to me tonight?" Finally, the man at the door walked into the room hesitantly, he looked at Chu Qi Ze, and there seemed to be a guard in his eyes.

He took two steps forward slightly, and then stopped a few steps away from Chu Qize.

The person who entered the house was Yan Tunan.

Yan Tu Nan looked at Chu Qize submissively, in front of Chu Qize, he was as well-behaved as a domesticated rabbit.

Chu Qize glanced at Yan Tunan and motioned for Yan Tunan to sit down. He never told Yan Tunan what he was looking for today, which really made Yan Tunan a little apprehensive.

Chu Qize stared at Yan Tunan for a while, and after the air was quiet for a while, he couldn't help laughing, as if he had finally broken his work after holding it for a long time.

In an instant, the ruthlessness on his face seemed to disappear, and in its place, it was a long-lost affinity.

Chu Qize smiled like this, Yan Tunan's original hanging heart seemed to slowly let go, and after staring at Chu Qize for a while, he also squeezed out a smile in response.

"I was so nervous just now, didn't I do something unseemly, right?" Chu Qize was quiet for a while before he opened his mouth easily.

It was obviously an understatement, but it made Yan Tunan's heart follow, and the smile on his face stiffened for a few seconds before he opened his mouth to deny: "How can there be ......?"

"Really?" Chu Qize said curiously, his eyes still staring at Yan Tunan.

"Could it be that Uncle Shi can't trust me?" Yan Tunan then asked rhetorically.

Yan Tunan's rhetorical question seemed to be unexpected by Chu Qize. After the words fell, Chu Qize couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, but this emotion disappeared quickly, so fast that Yan Tunan didn't catch it at all.

"Of course Uncle Shi can trust you-" Chu Qize raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and with that, he slowly stood up, and then left the table without hurrying.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay to come over to you today. Chu Qize said as he sprinkled some of the herbs that he had ground into powder into the bowl: "Recently, a new variety has been researched, and the weather is cold, just enough to warm up the body, I wanted to ask Chu Duan to taste it, who knew that this kid took Fuchu down the mountain——"

Chu Qize said it without hesitation, not so much as casually mentioning it, but rather ...... That's what I said on purpose.

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes again, and subconsciously glanced at Yan Tunan, as if to observe how he reacted.

After the words fell, Yan Tunan's eyes tightened for a moment, and after a while, his expression slowly returned to his original calmness, and then he pretended to smile calmly: "But-didn't Master not let Fu Chu go down the mountain?"

Yan Tu Nan followed Chu Qize's words and asked again.

"Yes, the old man of Sanqing really didn't let him, but Fu Chu wanted to go down the mountain, so Chu Duan took her down the mountain-" Chu Qize said, then took the night's decoction and slowly walked in front of Yan Tunan, put the bowl on the table, and motioned for Yan Tunan to take a bite.

Yan Tu Nan looked at Chu Qize, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this smiling fox gourd.

Yan Tunan's gaze fell on the bowl of soup medicine, and the bowl of soup handed over by Yu Chu Qize seemed to be a little defensive in his heart.

"What's the matter? Are you still afraid that I will harm you?" Chu Qize asked lightly, he stared at Yan Tunan for a while, and seeing that Yan Tunan still didn't react, he stretched out his hand to the bowl of soup: "If you can't believe me, then I'll take a sip first-"

Seeing that Chu Qize was about to put his hand on the bowl of soup medicine, Yan Tunan reached out and took the bowl of soup: "How dare my nephew not trust Uncle Qi Ze?"

After Yan Tunan finished speaking, he picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip.

The decoction is still hot, and it should have only been done for a long time.

It was obviously a bowl of hot soup, but after Yan Tunan swallowed it, he felt an inexplicable coldness in his stomach, one after another, which made him frown.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Chu Qize asked with concern when he saw Yan Tunan's reaction.

After finishing speaking, Yan Tunan shook his head.

After the air was quiet for a while, Chu Qize's voice sounded leisurely again, as if chattering: "By the way, why did you burn Fuchu that day, and why did you mention resurrection?"

After Chu Qize's words fell, Yan Tu Nan couldn't help but follow in his heart - Chu Cize must know something.

Seeing Yan Tunan's appearance, Chu Qize couldn't help laughing again: "Don't be nervous, Uncle Shi is just suddenly curious, why did you mention these things for no reason? And on the day of the Ten Thousand Gods Festival, why did you suddenly say-Chu Duan wants to restore the soul of Fu Chu?"