"Of course." Perhaps the flow of true energy has accelerated its metabolism just now. At this moment, Yang Yuhan had already relieved some alcohol, so he stood up and said seriously like a child, "I was a good lie when I was a child, but because of my annoyance and guilt, I rarely talked when I grew up."

"..." Yin Junzhu looked at him a few times, feeling that his expression did not look fake. At this time, she realized that she was rude and said with a slight apology: "Young Master Yang, I offended so much just now, and I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay." Yang Yuhan waved his hand very generously, "It's all my fault for not expressing it clearly."

"Thank you, young master." Yin Junzhu said softly, with a little shy tone.

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "Miss, don't be polite." Then he paused and asked, "Miss Yin, where are we going?"

Yin Junzhu replied softly: "Last night, a guest died in Yingfang, Nanlou. After our Dongshangguan and Lord Shen investigated, they inferred that this matter was An Chang's work, so they asked me to invite the young master to help solve the case."

Yang Yuhan suddenly realized: "So that's it."

"Well." Yin Junzhu then added, "But we need to be calm to avoid disturbing other guests and destroying Donglin Fang's reputation."

"Yeah. I understand." Yang Yuhan responded, and then followed Yin Junzhu through the many pavilions and pavilions and continued to fly to the south building.

...

In the distance is a rolling mountain.

Below is a tall tree densely packed like a lake.

And just among this giant tree, a crooked neck tree that grew in arcs was bulging.

It has few branches and leaves, all of which are swirling and pressing against the main trunk, and it feels like the waning moon that fell here last night, piercing the sky and the earth, and is dyed with large green by the forest.

A huge pavilion, which is a feathered oriole, is about seventy or eighty meters high. Outside the pavilion is full of light gauze curtains, with red flowers and green willows so beautiful, and it is a charming and charming scene.

It was not until it got closer that Yang Yuhan realized that this seemingly integrated "beast" was actually a visual illusion composed of several independent pavilions and intertwined with each other. At the top of the pavilion in the middle was a long and narrow column like ice hanging. This column carried the weight of the entire building complex, leaving the "beast" half hanging under the crooked tree and not really floating.

"Ka, da."

The two of them landed at the bottom of the second floor of the north-facing pavilion. Perhaps for the sake of convenient entry and exit, two doors were left on the outer periphery of the room here. Yin Junzhu urged Xuanling to knock on the door five times, and then quickly stepped into the room after a low voice inside.

Yang Yuhan entered in and saw Shen Congwu and Black Panther sitting around the round table, whispering something.

The furnishings around were still neat and intact, without a trace of fighting.

A slightly fat man wearing a thin red quilt lying flat on the bed on the left was probably around forty years old. Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, he was still a little scared.

Sitting in the door on the other side was a woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful and delicious look, wearing a pink and white dress, as if it was a lotus flower in bud, fiddling her fingers boredly, feeling a little depressed.

Yin Junzhu hurriedly closed the door and immediately opened a light ink-colored water air barrier.

Yang Yuhan then walked forward and said, "Shopkeeper Dong, Brother Shen."

Black Panther nodded silently, and was not angry but powerful. Shen Congwu slapped the edge of the table and called out, "Sit." He looked up at Yu Han again. Only then did he realize that Yu Han was blushing, and there was a hint of alcohol in his mouth, so he couldn't help but ask, "What wine did you drink early in the morning?"

"Hehe." Yang Yuhan could not put the blame on a woman, so he didn't give any explanation. He just smiled embarrassedly and sat next to him.

Seeing this, Chen Congwu did not look into it in depth, but said, "Okay, let's get back to the point. I'll tell you the current situation first."

"Okay." Yang Yuhan nodded, and then heard Chen Congwu continue: "We have sorted out this case in detail with Brother Dong just now.

The deceased next to him, named Teng Hai, just walked here alone yesterday and said that he made a living by selling pearls.

After entering Donglin Fang, he first visited Fangzhong for a night, and he didn't come here until early in the morning. He then ordered Qinglian to serve him.

After Qinglian waited for the man to fall asleep, she went out for a while, and when she came back, she found that he had lost his breath.

I have seen this person, both inside and outside, and there is no thought of circling the corpse, so he does not die suddenly due to illness, but only does it always do it."

"..." Although Yang Yuhan didn't understand what "Yu Nian Lanzi" was, he still pretended to be contemplative, "Well..."

Chen Congwu Dao: "According to my speculation, the time An Chang came here should be almost the same as us.

First, after each use of the magic, he needs to absorb other people's souls in time to repair himself, and second, he needs enough time to choose the starting target to avoid alarming the snake. Donglinfang is exactly the closest to Zhang Village and the most densely populated place.

Taking action here can not only make it difficult for people to detect, but also make it easy to hide. He may think I will continue to search for villages near Guancun, and I want to come here to avoid me." He paused and said, "I invite you here this time... I feel that you scholars have a good memory and want to see if you remember some details that I have not noticed and whether you can find any doubts."

"And... okay." Yang Yuhan responded slightly ignorantly, and then asked, "But is there a possibility... the deceased himself is An Chang'a. He just changed his body and fled to another place?"

Chen Congwu then replied: "We have considered this, so we have sent out news to the people of Donglin Fang, asking them to watch out for the abnormal movements. And Brother Dong had asked the waiter who received the person. At that time, he did not notice any abnormality, nor did he smell any smoke and fire. If An Chang had exchanged his body after leaving Guan Village, we had no other choice but to start from this Fang first."

Yang Yuhan thought for a while and said, "Well, that's right. Then I'll look at the dead first, and then recall if anyone is staring at him."

"Okay." Chen Congwu nodded, and then Yang Yuhan set out to the bedside, looked at the dead man with fear. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with a lot of flesh but a small skeleton, short, a national face, very white skin, and a reasonable appearance. The feeling of not being undulating all over his body was too gloomy, so he quickly returned to his seat, used his ability to learn, and began to recall what he saw and heard in Donglinfang.
Chapter completed!