Miss Huang, I was wrong gl

Since there is no special place to hold corpses in Songjiabao, Huadujun's corpse was stored in an abandoned courtyard, and there were some weeds at the door, which had been trampled in a mess. It seemed that there was no way to judge who came from the traces. The courtyard was fairly clean. There was a coffin in the middle of the main room, but the coffin was empty now. The three of Chu Xiaoyu walked to the side of the coffin and inspected it carefully. There was no sign of damage on the coffin.

Chu Xiaoyu pushed open the lid of the coffin, and the inside was also clean, like a new coffin.

"Si Yi, was Hua Dujun's body guarded before?" Chu Xiaoyu asked.

"There are four guards on duty day and night, and the guard who was on duty the day before yesterday was stupefied by a low-quality drug. Yesterday morning, when the guard came over, he found that the body was gone." Song Song Si Yi replied.

"Inferior drugs? Your father only went to search for the residences of the various sects during the day?"

"Well, when my father went to investigate, it was already time." Song Siyi was puzzled.

"That is to say, there was an interval of four hours, and four hours was enough for the prisoner to remove the corpse." Chu Xiaoyu knocked on the coffin: "I used the drug to remove the corpse directly. It seems that there will be nothing in the room." The coil is broken, the person who stole the corpse is probably not Hua Bochang himself, it is impossible for the Holy Killing Sect to rely on inferior drugs to stun the servant."

"It makes sense. The person who stole the corpse would not be the murderer. Since the murderer has such high martial arts, there is absolutely no need to use inferior drugs to deal with the two boys." Song Siyi also analyzed.

"That is to say, the person who stole the corpse is average in martial arts and not very rich. It seems that the murderer and the person who stole the corpse are not the same group." Tang Sitong said.

"Well, it's very likely that it's not the same person." Chu Xiaoyu began to inspect the room again: "Si Yi, ask your father to check again tomorrow morning. Is there anyone with a corpse that can hold it?" For things, go out of Songjiabao."

"Wait, look, what is this?" Chu Xiaoyu pulled out a small piece of brocade from under the coffin.

"A piece of brocade?" Tang Sitong took the piece of cloth: "This is the best silk."

"Fine silk?" Chu Xiaoyu was puzzled again: "A person who uses inferior drugs, but wears high-quality silk clothes?"

Chu Xiaoyu, Song Siyi, and Tang Sitong glanced at each other, and said in unison: "There are others here!"

"Si Yi, tomorrow you go to find out if there is anyone who seems to have transported the corpse. Si Tong, ask your father if there is any grudge with someone. I'll go and find out the origin of this silk." Chu Xiaoyu went out after finishing speaking Walk.

"Brother Chu, did you find anything?" Tang Sitong asked when he heard Chu Xiaoyu say something about his father.

"If it was you, a relative was killed, and all the clues pointed to one person, and you came to ask for the body, but the other party said that the body was gone, what would you do?" Chu Xiaoyu asked reads;.

"If it were me, I would definitely think it was to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and then take revenge." Tang Sitong's eyes widened: "You mean, someone is going to target my father!"

"Well, it should be like this." Chu Xiaoyu said: "Investigate as soon as possible, and wait until Hua Bochang takes action, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Well, we'll investigate tomorrow." After speaking, he left Chu Xiaoyu and went back.

Chu Xiaoyu returned to his residence, took out the cloth strip in his hand, which was clearly official silk, looked at the flickering candlelight in front of him, and moved closer to the cloth strip in his hand until it was reduced to ashes.

The second day of the martial arts competition seems to be more lively than the first day. On the first day, the fighting was cleared to avoid accidentally injuring the people. Today, there are fewer martial arts contestants and more people watching. Ten people, one-on-one It's also strange that the opponent is determined by lottery. People I know are opponents I don't know. For example, Song Siyi's opponent is an old man, and the annoying Jia Wenzhe is also an opponent. old man...

The person who competed with Song Siyi seemed to be a bit capable, and almost beat Song Siyi down several times. In the end, Song Siyi won the victory by injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred by self-mutilation.

But looking at Jia Wenzhe, he also had a few tricks. The old man was a little wretched in the martial arts competition, and he was looking for men's weak points to attack.Chu Xiaoyu looked at Chu Boan, who had a flat face and glanced at the ring from time to time, and frowned. She didn't seem to care much about their win or loss in Fengyun Pavilion, but it was obvious that Jia Wenzhe was better and won the match, proudly Get off the ring.

Chu Bo'an didn't watch the next match, Jia Wenzhe came down from the ring, and the group of Fengyun Pavilion left. Chu Xiaoyu looked at Tang Sitong who was helping Song Siyi with his wound. The two of them didn't notice, so they went to Fengyun Pavilion Chase in the direction you left.

After following Chu Bo'an's yard, Chu Xiaoyu came out: "I have something to tell you, can we talk alone."

Seeing Chu Xiaoyu with a dignified face, Chu Boan waved to the people around him, and walked into the main hall alone. Chu Xiaoyu quickly followed and closed the door.

"Sister Huang, did you steal Hua Dujun's body?" Chu Xiaoyu asked directly.

"Why do you ask that?" Chu Bo'an asked back.

"I found a piece of official silk under the coffin, tribute official silk." Chu Xiaoyu stared at Chu Bo'an closely: "Except for the royal family, who can wear official tribute silk?"

"What else?" Chu Bo'an looked at Chu Xiaoyu coldly.

"Why did you steal Hua Dujun's body?" Chu Xiaoyu questioned.

"I didn't steal Hua Dujun's body. What's the use of a dead body?" Chu Bo'an slowly sat on the chair: "I just went to have a look. You are allowed to investigate the case, but I am not allowed to have a look?"

"Sister Huang, what are you going to do? Can't you just be a princess in the palace?" Chu Xiaoyu's angry voice contained a hint of pleading.

Chu Bo'an slapped the table with his palm, causing the teacup to fall to the ground: "Chu Xiaoyu, don't worry too much, don't think that you are the heir of Zhennan Prince so I dare not touch you." Chu Boan It's really pissed off.

"Then you kill me!" Chu Xiaoyu roared.

Chu Bo'an was even more cold, he got up and slapped Chu Xiaoyu's chest, Chu Xiaoyu's body directly smashed open the door, landed on the doorway, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, put his hands on the threshold, and wanted to stand up, suddenly Seeing a small yellow ball, Chu Xiaoyu quietly picked it up and put it in his sleeve.

"Chu Bo'an, from now on, I won't take care of your affairs. If I, Chu Xiaoyu, overstep, I will cut off your hand." Chu Xiaoyu wiped the blood from his mouth. , clutching his chest and slowly walked out the door.

Chu Bo'an looked at the back of Chu Xiaoyu walking out step by step, and Chu Xiaoyu's words echoed in his head: From now on, I will not care about your affairs, and the bridge will return to the bridge, and if I, Chu Xiaoyu Passover, since you should break your hand reads;.real?have they gone?Chu Bo'an sat on the chair, stroking his lower abdomen with his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

Chu Xiaoyu was seriously injured, and when he walked back to his yard, blood was already overflowing from his mouth.

Song Siyi and Tang Sitong, who had been waiting in Chu Xiaoyu's yard for a long time, saw the seriously injured Chu Xiaoyu, and rushed to meet him.

"Brother Chu, who beat you like this?" Song Siyi supported Chu Xiaoyu and asked worriedly, and Tang Sitong hurriedly called the servant to call the doctor.

"It's okay, don't worry, I accept it voluntarily." Chu Xiaoyu coughed up blood, leaned on the bed, and gradually closed his eyes. I'm afraid the lungs were damaged this time. The 21st Century University Most martial arts movies have blood-spitting scenes, and I have checked it before. I must have injured my lungs. Chu Boan, she really did it cruelly.

The doctor cut Chu Xiaoyu's pulse: "Young Master Chu has suffered an internal injury, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of bed for a few days. I'll grab a few medicines for him and fry them first. I remember that ghost doctors in Jianghu also In Songjiabao, the Lord Shaobao can ask people from the Ghost Doctor Sect to treat him."

"Thank you, doctor." Song Siyi bowed and sent the doctor away, then turned to Tang Sitong and said, "Cousin, take care of Brother Chu first, I'll go invite someone from the Ghost Doctor Sect."

"Well, good." Tang Sitong sat by the bed.

"I'll serve you a bowl of porridge," Tang Sitong said and walked out.

Chu Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, pinching a small yellow paper ball with his fingers, his eyes were wide open, and he was silent.

Tang Sitong held the porridge and fed it to Chu Xiaoyu spoonful by spoonful. Chu Xiaoyu didn't refuse, but with a blank face, Tang Sitong brought it to his mouth and drank it.

Song Siyi hurried back with a girl, walked to the door, saw the two who were feeding porridge, felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and then turned back into a smiling face.

"Brother Chu, this is Su Mu, the young apprentice of the master of the Ghost Doctor Sect. He is very skilled in medicine." He said and walked to Chu Xiaoyu's side.

Tang Sitong put down the bowl and made room for Su Mu. Su Mu also felt Chu Xiaoyu's pulse, turned around and said to Tang Sitong and Song Siyi, "Please stay away for a while, I want to give an injection."

The two glanced at each other, then backed out and closed the door.

"Take off your shirt." Su Mu said lightly.

"Need to undress? I'm afraid it's not right." Chu Xiaoyu raised his head to look around, and then looked at Su Mu in front of him.

"Health care is the most important thing for doctors, so you don't have to worry about it." Su Mu saw what Chu Xiaoyu meant and explained.

Only then did Chu Xiaoyu take off his shirt, and on top of his six-pack abs, a bruised handprint appeared in front of the two of them.

"Your internal strength is so high, if you use your internal strength to resist a little bit, I'm afraid you won't be hurt so badly?" Su Mu took out a cloth bag full of silver needles and said, "But you were beaten voluntarily?"

"En." Chu Xiaoyu replied softly, and Su Mu's silver needle had already been pierced in. After about half an hour, Chu Xiaoyu's chest turned into a hedgehog.Looking at the chest full of silver needles, the effect of acupuncture is really fast. The bruised handprints have completely disappeared. About half an hour later, Su Mu began to remove the silver needles. I was sweating all over my head.

"Mr. Chu has deep internal energy. Add silver needles to channel your internal energy and increase the speed of self-healing of the lungs. It should be almost the same tomorrow." Su Mu put away the needle bag and walked outside.

Chu Xiaoyu, who already felt comfortable, also got out of bed and wanted to see him off. When he opened the door, he saw Song Siyi and Tang Sitong waiting at the door.

"Brother Chu, is it better?" Song Siyi asked with concern.

"Well, it's much better. Do you have any clues about what I asked you to investigate yesterday?" Chu Xiaoyu asked.