I have an altar of luck

Chen Yuan nodded and followed behind him.

The Yang family's house is very large, and Chen Yuan reckoned it was at least the third house. As he followed Yang Wanlou, Chen Yuan kept opening his eyes to see where the Yang family's ancestral hall was.

However, there has been no response.

It seems that the Yang Family Ancestral Hall is in a very hidden place.

Yang Wanlou's daughter-in-law, Yan's, is not recorded much in Xuntiansi's files, and her father was also an official, but he had been deposed a few years ago.

She was not implicated, it is said that Yang Sima was behind the scenes.

As for how the force was exerted, it is unknown.

Soon, Yang Wanlou led Chen Yuan to the most remote wing of the Yang family. The few houses around here were unoccupied and seemed a bit messy.

Pushing open the door, there was a black coffin inside, which was tightly sealed and wedged with rivets, as if it was intended to be buried as soon as possible.

"Although this bitch insulted my Yang family's family tradition, I still prepared a coffin for her." Yang Wanlou pointed to the coffin in front of him with a somewhat displeased tone.

Chen Yuan nodded and didn't say much. He stepped forward and pulled out the rivets one by one. Then, he pushed hard suddenly and pushed the coffin lid aside.

The body inside was revealed.

His whole body was covered with blisters, and his body was even a little swollen. It was obvious that a lot of well water had accumulated in his stomach. Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked casually:

"Before Yang Sima said that Yan Shi fell into the well by accident?"

"good."

"But fish it out immediately?"

If it was fished out immediately, the corpse would not be so swollen, and the body was soaked and turned white.

Yang Wanlou looked at Chen Yuan's figure:

"My son was born weak, unable to practice martial arts, and couldn't rescue him in time. Therefore, this bitch spent a lot of time in the well, which is why he is so swollen."

After speaking, Yang Wanlou explained.

Chen Yuan picked up a wooden stick from the side and poked Yan Shi's body, causing the body to become slightly stiff.

"Yang Sima, Chen wants to do an autopsy..."

"How does Xunwei Chen want to test?" Yang Wanlou frowned.

"What does Yang Sima think?"

Chen Yuan replied.

He didn't quite understand the autopsy, but he actually wanted to see the traces on Yan's body. After all, Yang Wanlou said that Yan had the disease of willows, so there must be some traces.

At least some small red bumps will grow on the body.

(Don't ask how the author knows)

Yang Wanlou's face changed slightly, and he quickly refused:

"No, although the Yan family insults the family tradition, it is also the body of my Yang family now. How can it be read by a man named Chen Xunwei and passed on, how will my Yang family deal with itself?"

"Ha ha……"

"Besides, this murder case was just an accident. There is nothing wrong with it. I didn't report it to the officials. Chen Xunwei hurriedly read it. After reading it, I will bury him, so as not to be an eyesore."

Chen Yuan didn't answer, raised Yan's arm, and swept it carefully and slowly.

Soon, Chen Yuan set his sights on Yan Shi's nails, there were no scratches or damage on them...

Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that if you accidentally fall into a well and die, you will instinctively tear the things around you. The walls of the well are hard. As long as you use force, your nails will definitely break and break, showing signs of blood and blood.

But Yan's body...

Neat and neat, it doesn't seem to have struggled in the well at all, even if you have the will to die, you will instinctively tear it apart, unless Yan Shi was thrown into the well after his death!

"What did Patrol Chen find?"

Yang Wanlou stared at Chen Yuan closely and urged.

"Why is Yang Sima anxious? Chen must have discovered something."

"what?"

He hurriedly asked.

"Haha, Mr. Yang, why are you nervous? Chen was just joking." Chen Yuan smiled, and looked away from Yan's body. Now it is certain.

Yan's death was definitely not what Yang Wanlou said, he lied!

As for why he lied, Chen Yuan also began to make up some things in his mind, but these were not conclusive evidence, and they could directly arrest Yang Wanlou.

Moreover, Chen Yuan's goal was not to kill Yan Shi.

His purpose was to find the ancestral hall of the Yang family, and the order Zhang Xuan gave him was to find the silver that had not been found before.

"Yang doesn't like Chen Xunwei's jokes."

Yang Wanlou looked unhappy.

"Where is the well that Mrs. Yan fell into, Mr. Chen wants to look again..." Chen Yuan changed his voice.

"Hmph, the Sky Surveyor is really idle, even a woman's death has to be investigated so closely, it seems that I will report to the magistrate tomorrow, and let you Sky Surveyor go to work on other things."

"Master Zhifu can't control the Xuntian Division, Yang Sima's threat should be put aside, otherwise, Chen has reason to suspect that you have something to do with Yan's death!"

Chen Yuan said directly.

"You dare to threaten me?"

"Is this a threat? Or is it that Yang Sima has a ghost in his heart, and he didn't even dare to let Chen investigate the location of the crime, because he was afraid that Chen would find something?"

Chen Yuan looked at Yang Wanlou unabashedly.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't control the affairs of their sky patrol department. Their first duty is to patrol the hunting on behalf of the sky and inspect the affairs of the world.

Yang Wanlou's tone was suffocated, he didn't expect a small sky patrol to be so tough, he took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:

"Chen Xunwei, young people, don't be too arrogant."

The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up, a little disdainful:

"Aren't you angry and called a young man?"

"you……"

"My lord, I'll just show Patrol Chen..." The butler at the side said quickly.

Yang Wanlou stared at Chen Yuan, suppressing the anger in his heart:

"Okay, then you can show Chen Xunwei to have a look. If you can't find anything, I will see what you have to say!" After finishing speaking, Yang Wanlou walked away in a huff.

"Chen Xunwei, don't be angry, the master is just a little dissatisfied with the young mistress..." the butler quickly apologized with a smile.

"It's okay, but you have to warn Yang Sima, don't be so arrogant when you are old, it will hurt you." Chen Yuan smiled.

"Hehe... Chen patrol guard comes with me, the well is in the backyard."

The butler gestured with his hand.

"The butler will lead the way immediately."

Chen Yuan followed the butler of the Yang Mansion towards the backyard. On the way, Chen Yuan asked many things, and the butler mostly answered them. If he really couldn't answer, he just smiled.

"Steward Yang, Mr. Chen has left most of your residence, why don't you see where the ancestral hall is?" Chen Yuan asked calmly.

The butler was slightly taken aback, then narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice:

"I'm not too sure about this..."

Chen Yuan stared intently, as the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, would he not know where the ancestral hall is?

Obviously he didn't want to say more.

"Why did Xunwei Chen ask this question?"

"Oh, nothing, just a random question."

Butler Yang smiled and pointed to a well in front of the willow tree:

"Chen Xunwei, this is where the young lady fell."

Chen Yuan looked up and down the side of the well, not surprised. When he got closer, Chen Yuan looked inside. The water was very muddy, and he couldn't see the depths at all.

Moreover, the side of the well seemed to have been cleaned, and it looked very clean, even a little like it was cleaned on purpose.

The butler at the side looked at Chen Yuan with a calm expression, looking around and investigating, without any change in his expression, like a bystander, looking at him coldly.

"Is Patrol Chen finished investigating?" Butler Yang asked with a smile.

"What's the rush...By the way, I don't know if Young Master Yang Sima is in the mansion now? Since Mrs. Yan is Young Master Yang's wife, Mr. Chen still has to ask again as usual."

"My son is physically weak, and he was angry because of the young mistress, so..."

Steward Yang immediately declined politely.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Yuan:

"Alright, Mr. Chen will be more careful, Steward Yang will lead the way."

"I……"

"Since Steward Yang knows the way my Xuntian Division behaves, he probably won't reject Chen, right?" Chen Yuan directly threatened.

"Guard Chen, come with me."

Steward Yang's tone was suffocated, he took a deep look at Chen Yuan, and turned to lead the way.

……

……

"Young Master Yang."

Looking at the pale young man on the bed, Chen Yuan called softly.

The young man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Yuan suspiciously, and seemed to be asking, who is he?

Before Chen Yuan could speak, Butler Yang next to him immediately said:

"My lord, this is Xunwei Chen from the Sky Survey Division, here to investigate the young lady's fall into the well."

"There's nothing to investigate, Chen Xunwei, please go back, that woman just accidentally fell into the water..." After a moment of silence, Yang Qing'an whispered.

"Yang Sima said that the Yan family was unruly, suffering from the disease of willows, and was discovered by Mr. Yang. He forced him to die and accidentally fell into the well. Is that true?"

Chen Yuan looked closely at Yang Qing'an and asked.

"what!"

Chapter 122 Yang Wanlou's Murderous Intent!

Yang Qing'an had a look of shock and anger on his face.

"Why, is there something wrong?"

Chen Yuan hurriedly asked, looking at the face of Mr. Yang, he knew that there must be a ghost!

"My lord, be careful."

The butler's eyes flickered.

Chen Yuan held the handle of the knife, pulled it out suddenly, and a flash of knife light flashed:

"Butler Yang, is it Chen who is asking questions, or you? If you dare to intervene, don't blame Chen for punishing you for obstructing the case!"

Butler Yang looked suffocated, and smiled brightly:

"I'm just reminding the young master if you have anything to say, and tell Chen Xunguan everything."

"Mr. Yang, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it bluntly..."

Yang Qing'an's face changed several times, and he said in a low voice:

"Butler Yang is right. It's... that bitch accidentally fell into the well, and he lost his composure just now. Don't blame Chen Xunwei."

"Now that Mr. Chen suspects that Mrs. Yan's death may have something to do with the adulterer who hooked up, Mr. Yang might as well speak out, maybe Mr. Chen can avenge you."

Yang Qing'an clenched his fists tightly, as if he was suppressing something, and after a long time, he said slowly: