The little mute didn't even give up a scream, so he fell down.

Xiaojing stretched out his neck and instantly took it back. His eyes were staring at the direction of the door, and his eyes were red.

Before long, a man in a coarse cloth tunic came out and pulled out the sword from the little mute.

The sword was too deep. When it was pulled out, the blood on the sword dropped down to the ground along the tip of the sword.

The man glanced at the tip of the sword in disgust, then threw the sword away and turned away.

Seeing this, Xiaojing quickly hid behind the wall and used the dense leaves to block himself.

The man was wearing cloth shoes, stepping on the stone road, there was no sound, Xiaojing could not hear the sound, also dare not come out, has been squatting in the corner.

I don't know how long it took for Xiaojing to make sure there was no sound outside. After the man had gone away, she climbed up the wall again. The little dumb body was still lying in the yard, alone. Her eyes were wide open, showing her reluctance.

Xiaojing gritted his teeth and fell down from the wall to check the condition of the little mute.

Before going down, Xiaojing still holds a glimmer of hope. However, after touching the little mute's body, Xiaojing knows that she is afraid that she will never see the little mute again.

Little dumb body, has been cold, such a short period of time, a living person, so gone.

Xiaojing clenched his fist and walked towards the house.

The air in the room was also filled with the smell of blood. The strong smell was not Xiaojing. The murderer's technique was neat and didn't give them any time to struggle and react. They were killed with one sword.

Chi Qingyu turns around the room and finds that there are several porcelain pieces at the foot of the table, which should be broken bowls.

Squatting down, a faint smell of medicine came from his nose.

Chi Qingyu picks up a piece of porcelain and sniffs it.

Chi Qingyu has heard the smell of this medicine very often recently. It was always this kind of medicine when he was cooking medicine in the patient gathering area.

It turns out that what Xiaojing said is true. These people are poisoned, but...

chi Qingyu lifts the woman's sleeve and finds that there are no red pimples on her body, not only women, but also men.

What's going on? They have toxins in their bodies, but they don't show them on their faces. They shouldn't.

I thought it was just a simple homicide. I'm afraid it's not very simple.

The house was turned upside down, obviously not by the owner's family.

And the two people in this room died much earlier than the little girl outside. That is to say, they were killed first. The little girl went home, saw this scene, and was ready to run away. She was killed by a sword.

Having known this, Chi Qingyu should have given the antidote earlier, so that Xiaojing can hold her back and avoid this disaster.

Chi Qingyu asks Xiaojing to go out, waiting for angelica to bring people, while he rummages in the room.

Although I don't know what the man is looking for, Chi Qingyu's intuition is that the man didn't find the thing, otherwise he would not make the house so chaotic.

Since it's too late for Qingyu to find someone to do it by himself.

With this in mind, Chi Qingyu turns the room over again.

She looked slowly and carefully. She thought there would be no harvest. Unexpectedly, she found a letter on their bookshelf.

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