Leng Fengyi looked at his handsome face in astonishment, and then turned to Qin Shi's direction: "Sister Zijun was ...... just now" But seeing Qi Zijun's elegant eyes, he said calmly and gently: "What does Master Chu want to ask, if Zijun knows, he will not dare to hide it." Qin Shi was by her side, holding her shoulder, an inseparable picture.

"Ask," Qin Shi said, "Zijun also hopes to bring the murderer to justice." ”

Before Chu Tao could ask, Zijun spoke to himself. When the fire started, she was in the house, fiddling with her lute, as usual. Suddenly, I smelled a faint fragrance in the air, and this fragrance had a charming power in it, which made people dizzy for a while. Caijuan asks her if there's anything wrong. She only felt that she could not even speak. She told Caijuan to go outside the house to see what was going on, but once Caijuan stepped out of the door, before she could shout, she fell down like a leaf in the wind. All she saw was a flash of lightning.

The horror of death pervades the whole body in an instant. Under the mysterious aroma, a trace of cold air appeared in her heart, like a crazy vine rolling her tightly, and there was no escape. Gradually, he lost any strength to resist and collapsed in the house.

She smelled the strong smell of tung oil, and she also smelled the smell of scorching fire. Boom, everything around was shrouded in a red light. Everything in front of me shook and jumped. The whole room seemed to melt in no time. However, she was powerless to move. She could hear nothing, she couldn't see anything except the sound of fire and the toppling of beams and columns.

Just when she thought she was about to die in the fire, Cheng Yunhe's call pulled her out of her vague hallucination. Cheng Yunhe supported her delicate body with her shoulders and rushed out of the sea of fire. Behind them, there was a loud bang, and everything collapsed in flames.

"By the way, what's wrong with Cheng Daxia?" Zijun asked with concern, his eyes searching for Cheng Yunhe's figure.

Cheng Yunhe approached and greeted with a smile: "It's okay, miss." His right hand was unnaturally tucked behind him. Chu Tao and Qin Shi looked at each other, silently. As they entered the door, they noticed a red burn on the back of Yunhe's right hand and arm—as you can imagine the danger at that time.

"Has Miss ever heard a suspicious movement, or seen a suspicious person? Not necessarily today, maybe ...... on weekdays?"

Zijun shook his head: "I really haven't." On weekdays, it is Cheng Daxia who is responsible for the safety of the small courtyard, and he has never gone wrong, and he has never heard of any suspicious people. ”

Cheng Yunhe added: "This garden has been fine, and I and the three or five brothers have been on duty day and night, and there has never been any suspicious person. The house was busy tonight, so the guards here were temporarily dispatched to decorate the hall for the young lady. I didn't feel at ease, so I took the time to come over to inspect in person, but who expected that something would happen. ”

Leng Fengyi also said: "I have already asked, in the huge Qi Mansion, no one has seen suspicious figures entering or leaving. ”

Chu Tao lowered his head and pondered: Qi Zijun's courtyard is located in the depths of Qi Mansion. Even from the backyard, you have to walk through the almost unobstructed garden. What's more, you have to bring tung oil. Can it be found undetected? Could it be......

"What did you think of?" Qin Shi asked him.

"It's purple ylang again. But you and I saw Konoha's death with our own eyes. ”

"Or Jiang Shaoyun's disciple?"

Chu Tao shook his head in embarrassment: "The question is, why should he be like this?"

"Isn't tonight a good time to create chaos?" Qin Shi wondered.