Aifei, you quack doctor

Chapter 317
However, Ye Fenghui retracted her foot in a measured manner, and glanced at Murong Jian who stopped her.

"Oh." Murong Jian hurriedly withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "I thought you were going to fall, Master Ye." Knowing that it was a false alarm, Murong Jian was annoyed by her excessive nervousness just now.

Ye Feng looked back at him, her right hand spun an arc in front of her, and then waved her arm again.A watershed appeared in the middle of the calm water surface, and the river gushed from both sides, leaving the middle empty.

Murong Jian who witnessed all this stared wide-eyed, he looked at Ye Fenghui and just waved his hand to part the river.

Under the urging of Ye Feng's spiritual power, the thing that was thrown into the bottom of the river was lifted up. As Murong Jian said, it was a thing tied up in a sack.The wet sack rose to the surface of the river, then floated towards their bank, and finally landed at the feet of Ye Fenghui and Murong Jian.

Ye Fenghui stared at the sack, and stepped forward to untie the sack.

"Master Ye, it's better to be careful." Murong Jian's reminder sounded from one side, and Ye Fenghui said indifferently: "It's okay!" When her fingertips touched the sack, she felt an unusual coldness.

Ye Fenghui changed his mind and withdrew his hand, standing straight to the side.

"Master Ye, what's wrong? Is something wrong?" Murong Jian asked.

"No." After Ye Fenghui finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and sliced ​​open the seal of the sack with a swipe of the spiritual knife.The sack fell sideways, revealing the contents inside.

"Dead person?" Murong Jian called softly, and Ye Fenghui also saw clearly that the sack contained nothing but a person.

Ye Feng raised his sleeves again, and most of the sack covering the man was torn off.The man in the sack had been dead for a long time, he was stiff and pale.

"It seems that this person was thrown into the water after death." Murong Jian expressed his judgment calmly.

"Oh?" Ye Fenghui looked at Murong Jian with interest, and asked, "How do you say that?" As a doctor, she can easily judge whether a person was thrown into the water and drowned, or thrown into the water after death.But this kid, at such a young age, is also correct in his judgment.

"Look, the stiffness of his body. It took less than a stick of incense from the time he fell into the water to being rescued. If he was drowned, his body couldn't stiffen so quickly. It would only appear if he had been dead for a long time. This kind of symptom." Murong Jian pointed at this person and said seriously.

"It can't be ruled out that the river is abnormally cold, right?" Ye Fenghui asked Murong Jian, Murong Jian frowned, then shook her head lightly, and said: "Impossible, look, there are strangle marks on his neck. I think he was cut off by someone's neck before he was alive, and then thrown into the river."

"Papa papa." Ye Feng clapped back to the side, which made Murong Jian unavoidably flustered, and said puzzledly: "Master Ye, you are..."

"Although I don't know the Gusu Murong family, I am very pleased that the Gusu Murong family has cultivated you as a younger generation who is meticulous and observant. You know, people of your age may not be as calm as you Calm down." Ye Fenghui said appreciatively.

Murong Jian blushed from the praise, and said embarrassingly: "Master Ye, you are too modest. It was my father who often taught me some anthropology at home, and I only learned a little superficially."

"Why are they willing to send you to Xingyao?" Ye Feng asked back.

"Huh?" Murong Jian looked at Ye Feng back in confusion.

"It's nothing." Ye Fenghui said casually, seeing that Murong Jian didn't hear it, she didn't have to repeat it a second time.She took two steps forward, and when she raised her hand, a fire burned directly on the dead man's body.

Murong Jian said in surprise: "Master Ye, this is, don't you intend to find the murderer?"

"What happened tonight, I hope you will keep your mouth shut, and don't mention what you saw when you meet anyone." Ye Fenghui said in admonishment.

"Why..." Murong Jian stopped his question from coming out, he thought for a while and said obediently: "Okay, I will keep my mouth shut and never reveal a word."

"Don't you ask me, why did you destroy the corpse?" Ye Feng asked back, surprised by Murong Jian's cleverness.

Murong Jian smiled politely, and said: "After all, this incident happened in Xingyao, I think you must have your own considerations as the leader. But no matter what you do, you have the final say. Since I have entered Xingyao, all he has to do is obey the orders of the master."

"Hahahaha." Murong Jian's methodical and generous answer made Ye Fenghui laugh heartily, and said, "Okay, then I will believe you for a while."

Ye Fenghui's silver-like laughter intoxicated Murong Jian's mind. Although she looked indifferent and lonely on the outside, she occasionally behaved like a child.Inadvertently, she could easily tease Murong Jian's self-consciously peaceful state of mind.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier. From now on, if you have nothing to do, don't come out to wander around. This Xingyao is quite big, and it's easy to get lost." Ye Fenghui walked leisurely after finishing speaking.

Murong Jian watched her leaving wantonly, and couldn't help but said: "Master Ye, can I join your sect? I don't want to be just a disciple of Linqi Pavilion."

Ye Fenghui paused when she heard that, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said: "If I accept apprentices, you will be my first choice." The implication is that Ye Fenghui does not intend to accept apprentices.

With faint disappointment in Murong Jian's eyes, she murmured: "It's okay, I will work hard. Work hard until one day, you can see me."

……

After Ye Feng returned to Zhengting Building, he carefully recalled the corpse found by the river tonight, and murmured to himself, "Zero Er, has he returned to Xingyao?"

Ye Fenghui could recognize the mark on the dead man's neck, the black evil energy on the mark was clearly the evil energy on Linger's body.

I thought that during the Black Forest battle, Zero Er's vitality was damaged, and Xingyao should not be seen again for a while.But what happened tonight, Ye Feng returned with a solemn expression, and muttered to himself: "Is he really coming back so soon?"

Ye Fenghui automatically linked what happened tonight with the Xingyao martial arts competition. Ye Fenghui wanted to get the Kunlun fan, so maybe others would not covet the Kunlun fan.

Ye Feng in the inner room was walking back and forth, not intending to rest at all.She went downstairs, intending to stroll casually, but inexplicably came to the sword training workshop behind the building.

She stood in the sand, looked up at the sky, and muttered to herself, "I don't know, but did Grandpa return to Jinling safely?"

At this time, the appearance of a person popped into Ye Fenghui's mind inexplicably, Lou Qianji?Ye Feng supported her forehead back, she could always think of Lou Qianji inadvertently during this time, as if she had become sick from longing.

"Ah!" A sudden scream in the sword training workshop broke Ye Fenghui's contemplation. She rushed into the sword training workshop, only to see Ling Liu squatting on the ground, with a bloody gash on his arm from the sword.

"Senior brother!" Ye Fenghui rushed to grab Ling Liu's hand, and said with concern, "Why is your arm injured?"

Ling Liu raised his head dully, and looked at Ye Fenghui with empty eyes.

(End of this chapter)