Du Huanfeng looked keenly at Wei Xingzhen's side, "What did Lord Wei see?"

Wei Xingzhen took out a square veal and covered his nose, and said to Taohuawei nearby, "turn this person over."

The Taohua Guards were a little confused, "Sir, there are no scars on his back - he fell to death by lying his head down."

"I know." Wei Xingzhen half-opened his eyes, lowered his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground, "turned over."

"Do what he said!" Sun You, on the imperial throne, shouted softly.

The two guards trembled all over and had to go forward and do as they did.

The dead flag officer was turned over, revealing his white and blue back, and the dark brown color of his neck formed a distinct color difference with it.

The two guards looked up at Wei Xingzhen again, waiting for his following.

Wei Xingzhen stretched out his left hand, and he put his four fingers together, drawing a straight line along the neck of the corpse toward his waist.

“Cut open.”

The two guards were stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and looked at the middle-aged coroner standing in the corner.

The coroner came forward with the toolbox.

"What does Lord Wei want to see?"

"His spine."

The coroner frowned slightly - this request made no sense. Most of the broken bones were on the side of the chest and abdomen, and there was no sign of poisoning in the deceased...

But at this time, there is no need to worry about these things anymore.

The coroner bent down, opened the toolbox, and took action as if no one was around the officials.

Everyone looked at his hands, and even at the moment when everyone was terrified, his slightly thin knife-holding hands were still calm and calm without any wavering.

People looked at the dead man's flesh and flesh peeled off like a piece of clothing, with bones covered with blood, but everyone didn't think it was terrifying for a moment - the coroner's cold demeanor made the slightly cruel scene in front of him look extremely solemn.

The coroner looked up, "Please look at Lord Wei-"

"It's not enough, the bones need to be cut open."

Wei Xingzhen finished speaking, Du Qiangfeng had already understood his intention. Before the coroner could ask about the reason, he had already leaned over to take another small knife of the coroner.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the knife in Du Xuanfeng's hand was like cutting a piece of white paper, easily cutting the spine of the deceased in half from the middle.

really.

"Your Majesty." Du Huanfeng turned around, "...it's indeed strange."

The floating light helped Sun Youwei get up, and the empress squinted her eyes and slowly walked down the long steps.

Feng Yishu no longer cared about his position at this time. He rushed to the front of the crowd in three or two steps, but he was still considering the last bit of etiquette and did not run to Du Xuanfeng to take a closer look.

But such a distance was enough for him to see clearly a bone that Du Huanfeng took out - an unusual black crack appeared inside the spine of the deceased? It seemed as if something was leaving traces after burning.

Sun Youwei soon stood in front of Du Kuangfeng and Wei Xingzhen? The Tianshi put the cut off bones with both hands.

After the spiritual consciousness is opened, there will be an extra path between the monk's spine? It is called "spiritual marrow"? It is the source of all the power of monks.

After a person dies, will the remaining spiritual power in the spiritual marrow dry up? But this is the first time that everyone has seen this with strange cracks - it is like something ignited from his body? Destroyed his Ling Sui

"This should be the reason for his death today - his spiritual power was suddenly exhausted in the middle of the journey? So he suddenly fell during the flight..."

Du Huanfeng frowned, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Maybe... the monks who had inexplicably had an accident before were also similar causes of death?"

"The previous cases..." Sun Youwei's voice was a little weak, "Who is investigating?"

The Taohua Guard's people immediately took a step forward? "Go back to Your Majesty? It's my minister's side."

Sun Youwei looked at him, "Is it as Master Du said?"

"This... I haven't cut the bones and checked it-"

"Then... go check it immediately!" Sun Youwei's voice suddenly rose, and everyone was shocked, "I'm waiting here."

Several guards of Taohua Guard immediately ran away from the hall.

Yin Shiyun, who had been silent all the time, quietly turned her gaze to Du Qiangfeng, who was talking a lot tonight.

After the Tianshi came out, everyone's eyes were basically all gathered on him - no one looked at Wei Xingzhen who pointed out all this? No one was curious about why a civilian official from Sitiantai could see the clues of the deceased at a glance.

With Du Canfeng's cooperation, Wei Xingzhen escaped without a trace? In the midst of everyone's whispering in surprise and noise, he put away Fang Pa? He had already stood back to his original place.

Yin Shiyun glanced at Wei Xingzhen and Du Kangfeng with some concern.

I always feel that something is wrong with these two people today.

...

Underground of Changling? Feng Yan followed the old man? He came to the tomb of the Feng family's daughters again.

Looking at half of the destroyed stone tablets in front of you? Feng Yan was so shocked that she couldn't help but add to her.

She looked around and stopped from time to time to look at the names of the surviving tombstones.

Even if one-third of the tombstones are still not broken, the situation is still not optimistic - the surfaces of these stone tablets are covered with deep and shallow cracks, and they may not be able to withstand any vibration.

Until Feng Yan walked to the old man and saw the words "Feng Dai" engraved on the stone tablet.

"This is……"

"It's your grandmother." Feng Que murmured.

Of course Feng Yan knew that this was her grandmother's name. She quietly looked at the old man beside her - Feng Que's body, and a complex tide surged.

Pity, guilt, hatred, sorrow...

But the old man always runs through a certain firm and calm will, like a tough and powerful rein.

"Your mother has always complained about me," Feng Qiu said suddenly, "I know she has never really believed Bai Wuji's hexagrams."

Feng Yan blinked her eyes lightly, and she had a completely opposite view on this matter - her mother probably didn't believe it, but she believed it too much, so she refused to admit the so-called disaster because of fear and worry.

The old man continued, "But you had a disaster at the age of eight and twelve, but she didn't know. She met His Majesty at the age of eight, and as for the age of twelve..."

The old man paused for a while.

Feng Yan continued, "I am twelve years old...I am indeed very safe."

"Is it safe?" the old man turned his head, "Who did you meet on the mountain that year? A Yan himself doesn't remember?"

Feng Yan's heart was slightly moved - aunt... she probably wouldn't know the entanglement between her and Wei Xingzhen.

Yes, the old man never believed that Xia Ying was a "messenger". Even if someone really told her the so-called past and present life, she would probably just shake off her sleeves and sneer "nonsense".

Feng Yan's throat moved slightly, and she thought for a while, "...Are you talking about Lord Yin?"

Feng Que laughed, "Or who else?"

Feng Yan shook her head, "No, he and I——"

The old man whispered again, "You ran out so many times back then, do you think I really didn't notice it once?"

This time, Feng Yan was really stunned.
Chapter completed!