Through thousands of years, life after life, just for you

Chapter 10

"Yun Wu, I have carefully examined Qiu Han's body. He did not commit suicide, because he should have been assassinated." Qing Yiying gently wiped the tears from Yun Wu's face, and said distressedly. -
"Oh?" Yun Wu's heart couldn't help but tremble: "How do you know?"-
"The sword scar on Mu Qiuhan's back is slightly larger than the sword scar on his chest, which means that the sword was inserted from his back, and..." Qing Yiying stopped what she was going to say. --
"And what, tell me quickly." Yun Wu shook Qing Yiying's hand nervously. -
"Someone is eavesdropping." As soon as the words fell, I heard a sound of "sha, sand...", which seemed to be far away, like the wind without wind. -
"Stop." Qing Yiying leaped into the air, and in a blink of an eye it was a hundred feet away. -
Yun Wu also chased after her... -
In the purple bamboo forest, Qing Yiying sighed helplessly. -
"Brother Yiying, did you catch it?" Yun Wu asked impatiently as soon as she arrived here. -
"No, it's too strange!" Qing Yiying replied. -
"What's so strange?" -
"There are only two people in the world who are better at lightness kung fu than me. One is Mu Qiuhan, the sage of ten thousand swords. The other is Feng Yuchen, the real immortal." Qing Yiying waved the fan in her hand helplessly. -
Mu Qiuhan is dead, and Feng Yuchen will never leave Xianling Mountain, so who is this person?Could he be related to Mu Qiuhan's death? -
Thinking of this, a kind of fear that she had never felt before spontaneously arose, and Yun Wu couldn't help shivering. -
Qiu Han is notoriously popular, and he has never had any enmity with anyone, so who is it that insists on putting him to death?Yun Wu was always puzzled by this question. -
Outside the window, it was raining and it was early morning. -
A bright umbrella covered the two figures hovering in Mu's residence. -
"Butler Pu, has this room been tidied up?" Qing Yiying pushed open the door of the house where Mu Qiuhan lived before he died and asked. -
"No, the house hasn't been tidied up since the young master was found dead, young man, is there any problem?" Pu Butler said innocently.

"You said Mu Qiuhan died here?" Qing Yiying walked into the room and began to examine carefully. -
"Yes, the young master did die here." Butler Pu replied affirmatively. -
"Yiying, what did you find?" Yun Wu suddenly appeared at some point. -
"Young man, the old servant will leave first." Steward Pu left wisely. -
It's just that the voice of this Butler Pu made Yun Wu feel so familiar, but she didn't know where to think of it. -
"Yun Wu, you can see that the room is well-arranged and there is no trace of fighting." -
"Really?" Yun Wu looked around, the room was so clean and tidy, people who didn't know it thought it was the boudoir of some lady, everything in the room was neat and orderly, and there was no trace of fighting. -
"It seems that the person who killed Mu Qiuhan must have known him a long time ago and was very familiar with him, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to kill him without him being prepared." -
Qing Yiying looked at the puddle of blood that hadn't dried up on the ground, took out a bottle and sprinkled a cloud of white powder. -
In an instant, the bright red blood disappeared along with the white powder. -
"It's Binglin Blood!" The two exclaimed almost at the same time. -
Binglin blood, the rarest kind of blood in the world, this is the ultimate blood, it can't be blown away by the wind, and the raindrops can't stand it, and it can be dissolved with the world's highly poisonous Shang Gu. -
Presumably the white powder sprinkled just now was Du Shang San. -
"Young man, this is the fan left by the young master before he died. It's strange to say that there is a faint smell of powder on this fan. The old slave tried every means but couldn't get rid of the smell. Look... " Steward Pu hurried over and put a folding fan into Qing Yiying's hand. -
The faint smell of powder seems to have flooded the entire Mu Mansion, and the fragrance of powder can be smelled everywhere. -
"Steward Pu, this is the list for the funeral of your young master, please check it out." A peddler broke into the door. -
Although Steward Pu was displeased, he still picked up a pen and ticked off the list helplessly. -
After dismissing the hawker, Housekeeper Pu wanted to leave. -
"Steward Pu, wait!" Qing Yiying took Steward Pu's hand, thoughtfully, and said after a long time, "Thank you for the fan."-
Steward Pu was confused, laughed a few times, and left the door. -
The back is so free and easy, and there are endless romantic charms in the gestures. It doesn't look like an old man in his 70s or [-]s, but he is clearly a refined and suave young man. -
"There must be something wrong with Butler Pu." After confirming that Butler Pu had left, Qing Yiying said to Yunwu. -
"How come?"-
"Butler Pu is left-handed, but that man is holding a pen with his right hand. When I got close to him just now, I found that his muscles and bones are very good. Maybe his martial arts are no longer inferior to mine." Qing Yiying opened the folding fan and lightly Shake gently. -
"Why didn't you expose him in person when you saw the flaw a long time ago?" Yun Wu's Hua Zhong clearly complained. -
"Yun Wu, when we haven't figured out what's going on, don't startle the snake and act recklessly, that will only backfire!" -
"Brother Yiying is right." Yun Wu smiled awkwardly. -
After Mu Qiuhan died, this was the first time Qing Yiying saw Yun Wu's smiling face. -
Although Yun Wu can't be regarded as alluring, but he can be regarded as beautiful when he smiles slightly. -
The gentle words are like the ripples caused by autumn leaves falling into the water, rippling in Qing Yiying's sea of ​​love little by little, and her beautiful smile makes his heart flutter. -
If he can be with such a beauty in this life, Yiying will be satisfied. -
Originally, it was still a light smell of fat and powder, but it became thick and rich in an instant, as if it was about to swallow the entire Mu Mansion. -
"Ah!" With a scream, Yun Wu fell down, slamming her body heavily on the limestone slab, forgetting the pain, but in the haze, she saw a ball of fire that shot straight into the sky and spread rapidly, and felt a blur in front of her eyes. In the dark, I don't know anything after that.

(End of this chapter)