This is not yesterday

When Jin Yinjian found Wuqing, Wuqing still maintained the same appearance as when Chuya left.

"Young master?" Jin Jian couldn't help but look at Wuqing's strange look.

His ruthless eyes swept over lightly, and there was no wave or scorn, just like in the past.It's just that after seeing the gold and silver swords, he glanced at the sky unconsciously, then pushed the wheelchair back to the room.

Iron Hand, Zhui Ming and Leng Xue all sat or stood waiting for him, and when Wu Qing came back, they wanted to leave the inn together to investigate the case.At this moment, Lingshu came to the Wuqing door, knocked lightly on the door and refused to enter, but said: "Are the arresters going to investigate the case?"

"Aunt Lingshu, why are you standing outside, come in and talk." Zhui Ming was the first to go up to him, "By the way, how is Miss Yong's illness?"

"Thank you, my lord, the young master is fine now." Lingshu still stood outside the door, not politely going straight to the point, "Everyone in Xuanji Valley knows some medical skills. If you need it, I can accompany you for a walk."

"Of course it couldn't be better. I really want to thank Aunt Lingshu." Tie Shou thanked thoughtfully.

Leng Xue still had that expression of indifference, but was ruthless, and there was a trace of strangeness between his brows, which was fleeting.

"Why did the young master think of asking Aunt Lingshu to help the people of Shenhunsi investigate the case?" Yiman brought medicine to Chuya and asked curiously.

"Is the young master homesick?" Yi Mo asked carefully, looking at Chu Ya's expression.

Chu Ya smiled slightly: "Yes, I'm homesick." Her eyes fell on one place but she seemed a little empty, she sighed softly, "I really want to go home earlier..."

Yiman and Yimo watched their words and expressions, and stopped talking now.

"It's so hot, be careful not to let them catch the heat." Chu Ya came back to her senses, just said this lightly, and then lay down to rest again.

The two who were guarding her bed looked at each other.Young Master, is this... who is he concerned about?

When Wuqing and the others took Lingshu to perform an autopsy on the girl named Liu Yi, Miss Dong from Weicui Courtyard also came, saying that although Liu Yi died, she was a girl after all, and she wanted to do the autopsy. Watching by the side, at any rate, I did my best in the past.When she heard that the autopsy was performed by Lingshu, Miss Dong's expression was even more grateful, and she thanked her repeatedly.

"Does the girl really want to see it?" Lingshu just asked casually.

Miss Dong said firmly: "Yes, I want to accompany her."

Zhui Ming admired this straightforwardness: "Unexpectedly, this Miss Dong seems to be really affectionate."

The words were lowered and said to Tieshou, who nodded in agreement.

Lingshu looked up at Miss Dong after she responded immediately, then looked at Wuqing, quickly withdrew her gaze and walked in.

The result of Lingshu's autopsy is that Liu Yi's death can be regarded as an accident: "There are bloodshots in the crevices of her fingers, it seems that she scratched him when she was struggling."

"Is it possible to guess where she scratched?"

"Master Iron Hand's words are embarrassing for me. If it is normal, the hands, face and neck are more likely to be scratched. If it is not normal, no one will guess it." Lingshu pointed out, Miss Dong's complexion changed slightly, she looked a little sad, Lingshu just didn't know.

The rest of the people understood what Lingshu said, and they were all puzzled, why Lingshu, who had always been lenient, would say such words.Only a flash of realization flashed in Wuqing's eyes, and his face remained motionless, quietly waiting for the next words from the Spiritual Pivot.

"The wound on the chest wouldn't be fatal, but Miss Liuyi didn't check it for a while, she fell to the ground, tripped over the table and pressed it on her body, and the visitor just ran away, no one noticed, and Miss Liuyi suffocated to death like this .”

"Liu Yi died so painfully." Miss Dong was on the verge of tears.

Seeing her like this, the chasers were also a little moved, but they mainly focused on investigating the case, so they didn't want to say much.Wuqing still had a cold face: "Thank you, Aunt Lingshu." He pushed the wheelchair towards the layman.

"Young master, Aunt Lingshu and the others have already returned." Yiman saw Chuya's movement, although she didn't know if she woke up, she just said softly.

"I see." Chu Ya replied lightly, "Let aunt come over at her convenience."

"Yes." Yiman responded and backed out.

Yi Mo still stayed in the room, seeing Chu Ya raised her hand and covered her eyes, she asked, "Young Master, is he going to get up?

"Help me find the medicine." Chu Ya's voice was very low and hoarse.

"But didn't you just take the medicine?" Yi Mo hesitated for a moment, the medicine is three-point poisonous, taking more medicine is always bad, not to mention, Ruo Chuya is just to strengthen the spirit, it is even worse.

Before Yi Mo could move, Lingshu had already opened the door and came in: "Young master, you want to ask about that case? That girl's death can be regarded as an accident...Young master!" Chu Ya suddenly spat out blood, and Lingshu cried out in shock. Make a sound, and walk forward quickly.

"It's okay." Chu Ya wiped away the blood on her lips, her eyes flickered, "Who did Auntie meet just now?"

Lingshu was stunned for a moment before replying: "There is no one else... It's just that Miss Dong from Weicui Courtyard came when the autopsy was about to take place." His words expressed his dislike for Miss Dong.

"Really?" Chu Ya didn't ask any more, "Bring me the medicine."

"This...young master, let me check your pulse first." Thinking that Chu Ya was trying to be brave again, Lingshu hurriedly persuaded her.

"No, bring me a detoxification pill, it should be milder, I can't stand it now."

"Is the young master poisoned?" Lingshu was very surprised. Chuya had Yiman and Yimo by her side, and now she had people from Xuanji Valley to take care of her. When and where would it be poisoned.

"It is said that backstabbing is the most difficult thing to prevent. Now that I know it now, I won't let others take advantage of it. Let's relax." Chu Ya didn't want Lingshu and others to blame themselves, and spoke comforting words.

There was a knock on the door outside, Yiman took a look at Lingshu and Chuya, and opened the door after getting the answer: "Master Ruthless?"

The cold-faced young man sat in a wheelchair and waited quietly outside the house: "I just heard Aunt Lingshu's voice, what happened?"

Seeing Chuya shaking her head, Lingshu got up and walked out: "It's okay. Thank you for your concern, young master." It seemed to be a bit like seeing off guests.

"How about Miss Yong?" Sitting there ruthlessly.

"No problem." Lingshu answered him like this.

"So, excuse me." Wuqing then pushed the wheelchair backwards and left.

Seeing that Lingshu left ruthlessly, he was also thinking about it for a while, but in the end he just sighed.After closing the door and walking back to Chu Ya's bed, Chu Ya had half sat up and leaned against the bed: "Young master, what is going on?"

"It's all right now. Auntie, don't be in a hurry, don't spread the word, we'll talk about it when we go back to the valley." Chu Ya smiled slightly, and suddenly said with emotion, "Everything yesterday is like dying yesterday. What mother said is really not bad at all."

"Young master?" Lingshu was vaguely uneasy when he heard this, Chu Ya just smiled, then lay down again, closed his eyes and rested.

When Lingshu left the room, he turned his head to look at Chuya, paused for a moment, and then went out.

"Xiaoer," Lingshu ordered after walking a certain distance, "Go and invite Mr. Wuqing, he is the only one."

Ling Xiao was a little puzzled, but retreated in response.Lingshu sat silently in the room and waited, his mind wandering.

"Auntie, Mr. Ruthless is here." Seeing her in a daze, Xiao'er gently called her.

Lingshu retracted his thoughts, let Xiao'er retreat, and invited Wu Qing into the house.

"Auntie, you might as well speak up if you have something to say." Wuqing saw that Lingshu was hesitant.

Lingshu looked at him carefully, the youngest disciple of the God Detective Department, the head of the four famous arresters personally appointed by the emperor, she looked at Wuqing coldly and said: "Why do you care about the young master so much? It seems that someone who cares so much about the first acquaintance seems to have passed."

Ruthless just played with the wrench in his hand, without saying a word.

"Young Master Wuqing already knows that the young master's acquaintance with you up to now is just a well-planned coincidence, so why bother to care so much?"

Lingshu's words were almost a warning, but Wuqing just asked lightly: "Why doesn't Aunt Lingshu want me to get close to Miss Yong?"

Lingshu choked up suddenly, speechless.

"Perhaps," the ruthless eyes were a little persuasive, and he asked, "Is there something about Miss Yong that Xuanji Valley doesn't want outsiders to know?"

As expected of being the chief disciple of the God Detective Division, he is so sharp.After a moment of astonishment, Lingshu's eyes turned to admiration, but there are some things that people outside of Xuanji Valley should know: "This is all I have said, and I hope the ruthless son Haihan."

After the words of chasing the guest were finished, he was ruthless but did not move at all. He asked in a probing and deep tone: "Yong Chuya, who is it?" He even had some expectation that he could not describe himself.

Faced with such a keen question, Lingshu's eyes flashed with a trace of complexity, and finally he just replied: "She is the current young master of Xuanji Valley, and she is the sixth generation of Xuanji, that's all."

With a plausible answer, Wuqing frowned slightly, and calmed down instantly: "Thank you, aunt, for letting me know." There was no acknowledgment of Lingshu's previous statement, and she pushed the wheelchair and was about to leave.

"Master Wuqing." Lingshu finally stopped Wuqing.

"Aunt Lingshu, what advice do you have?" There was alienation in the ruthless tone.

Lingshu sighed: "It's not that the old man is hiding it, the young master's question just now, no matter who you ask anyone in Xuanji Valley, there is only this answer."

There was a trace of puzzlement in the ruthless expression.

"Even the young master can't answer anything other than this." Lingshu couldn't bear it, "Young master is weak, and you can understand it if you want to come. The young master has always been strong, and you will find it just because she can't hide it. And how much she was hiding from the truth, even if you are as wise as the son, you can't predict it. You know, the young master will lose his eyesight when the sky is dark, and it is no different from blindness when the night is dark? The son is of course I don’t know, even the people in the valley, no one noticed at the beginning, she always hides herself very well, doesn’t she?”

"Auntie told me this, what is the purpose?"

"Master Wuqing, have you ever wondered why such a weak woman became the young master of Xuanji Valley?" Lingshu smiled slightly, "I must have been curious. In fact, in today's Xuanji Valley, there are three people from the sixth generation of Xuanji, the young master Ranked second, but the first of the six generations of Xuanji, it's all because she might be able to take on these things, and it's just a possibility."

Ruthless is even more puzzled.

Lingshu knew that Wuqing should not have been told about the things in Xuanji Valley, but she felt inexplicably that Wuqing should know about these things about Chuya: "Missy has a leg problem and can't walk, Missy is blind and can't see. , although Xuanji Valley has been handed down with medical skills, but there is no way to return to heaven. The young master, she has been severely injured, and has been wandering between life and death. Even so, compared to the other two young ladies, the sixth generation of Xuanji can only be supported by her. "

All of this is just helpless.

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