My wife is not a demon

Qingluo walked over holding a [-]cm long noodle doll that she had made for half a night, curiously looked at the words on the note, and said in amazement: "Huh? This word is so well written, it was written by my brother-in-law. Is it?"

"Who else but him!" Bai Xianyu exclaimed angrily.

Qingluo couldn't help admiring: "Brother-in-law is awesome!"

After finishing speaking, she found that Bai Xianyu was staring at her coldly, her eyes were full of murderous intent, Qing Luo stuck out her tongue and changed the subject: "Sister, if it was really written by brother-in-law, then did he not lie to us? He really It's the nameless—"

"shut up!"

Bai Xianyu was upset, "That guy talks all day long, I really don't know which of his words are true and which are false."

Sometimes it looks very serious, but it turns out to be very serious.

Sometimes it's not serious, but it's very serious.

This man really has a grinding mentality. If I had known that I wouldn't have given him my body back then, at least I could restrain myself a little bit.

Qingluo reached for the note: "Or I'll burn it."

"Fuck off!"

Bai Xianyu put the note away carefully and muttered. "This is what my husband wrote to me."

-

After a night of rest, Chen Mu's mental state was obviously much better.

But sage mode isn't over yet.

After sending a love poem to Lord Suzaku, Chen Mu decided to go find Murong Ping.

There is no way to go on like this. We have to dig out some useful information from the other party, otherwise the longer the delay, the harder it will be to investigate.

When he came to the lobby, he saw Ji Wuming talking to Murongping.

The haggard young lady just listened silently, not as lively as before, but her eyes were more radiant than the previous two days.

Chen Mu deliberately waited for a while before walking over to say hello: "Mr. Ji, Miss Murong."

"Master Chen."

Murong Ping forced a smile.

Ji Wuming just nodded politely and didn't say anything.

Chen Mu didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Miss Murong, I know now that you don't want to talk, but I still plan to ask some questions about Master Murong, hoping to find clues and find out the murderer soon."

"Chen Tanzhu, can you help me catch the murderer?"

The girl's eyes are full of hope. "Can you help me find my father's head?"

Chen Mu said: "I will try my best. Although I am not a professional investigator, as a member of the Tiandihui, I have the obligation and hope to catch the murderer."

The light in Murong Ping's eyes dissipated.

Ji Wuming, who received Chen Mu's wink, bit the bullet and said, "Miss Murong, it's always good to have one more person to help with the investigation."

Murong Ping glanced at him, and said to Chen Mu: "Master Chen, what do you want to know?"

Chen Mu asked, "Duo Master Murong, has anything unusual happened these days, or has he seen any strange people?"

"Although I am the eldest lady of Nanfeng Ruo, there are some things in the Ruo that I cannot participate in."

Murong Ping said softly. "My dad often assigns some tasks to secret members, and I don't know who he has met in private."

Chen Mu frowned.

Even Miss Murong can't find clues here?

But Murong Ping went on to say: "But if you want to talk about something truly abnormal, there was one thing a few days ago that is very strange now."

"What's the matter?" Chen Mu asked hurriedly.

Murong Ping said: "About half a month ago, Dad was poisoned by a demon when he was out on a mission, and he recovered after taking the antidote. However, due to the side effects of the antidote, Dad had symptoms of sleepwalking in those few days."

Chen Mu's expression was extremely strange.

This was the first time I heard that a monk had sleepwalking after detoxification.

"There is such a situation."

Ji Wuming at the side said slowly. "Some demon poisons themselves have a strong hallucinogenic effect. Even if the antidote is used to remove them, a little toxin will remain in the body. When you are mentally relaxed, your body will react."

Chen Mu looked at Murong Ping: "Why is Master Murong so sleepwalking? Did he run outside?"

Murong Ping shook her head: "No, Dad would wake up in the middle of the night for a few days, and then..."

Confusion appeared on the girl's face, and then she said: "Once I came to find my father because of something, and found that my father was building a wall in the room."

"Building walls?"

Chen Mu looked surprised. "What's the meaning?"

Murong Ping said while gesticulating: "It's not easy for me to explain, just like ordinary craftsmen, doing some strange movements, after about four or five days, Dad returned to normal."

Chen Mu asked: "What happened after that? Are there any other strange things?"

"After that, it was four days ago."

Murong Ping thought about it carefully and said softly. "Dad got very angry at the time. I've never seen him so angry. But the next day he calmed down as usual."

"Did you say anything when you got angry?" Chen Mu asked.

Murong Ping shook her head: "No."

"You think about it again?"

"Daddy was just angry at that time, and didn't say anything." Murong Ping's tone was affirmative.

Chen Mu was lost in thought.

Glancing at Ji Wuming next to him, he asked with a change of expression: "I heard from the altar master that you were the one who pestered Mr. Ji to save him. Did your father not object at that time?"

The girl smiled wryly: "Dad did not agree at the time, but he agreed again the next day."

"Why did you suddenly agree?"

"This...maybe it's because I'm too noisy." Murong Ping laughed at herself. "In the past, I always let the eldest lady's temper go. Daddy loves me very much."