Song Yizhi asked, "Chen Ying's lover's surname is Zhao, and the person who wants to take Chen Ying as his concubine is the eldest son of Zhao. Do you think these are the same person?"
Chu He shook his head, "I don't think so. If it was a person, why did Chen Ying bury those tokens and letters?"
Chen Ying burying the token was like saying goodbye to this feeling. If the person who took her as a concubine was her sweetheart, how could she do this.
Song Yizhi nodded, she agreed with this point of view.
"Do you think the murderer found the package?" Song Yizhi asked again.
Chu He pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."
Speaking of this, Song Yizhi fell into deep thought.
Chu He did not bother her and began to search the dead man's body to see if there was any useful information on him.
When Song Yizhi came back to his senses, he saw that the dead man had died... extremely disgracefully.
Chu He pointed at the tattoo on the dead man's back and said, "Miss Song, does this look like the word 'Zhao'?"
Song Yizhi nodded, and she squinted her eyes to hide the dark look in her eyes.
"I think..." Song Yizhi pondered, "We have to divide these things into two parts. One part is Chen Ying's murder and extermination and the families who were silenced; the other part is the girls who disappeared inexplicably."
Chu He didn't quite understand, so he asked Song Yizhi, "Ms. Song, do you mean this was done by two waves of people?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Chu He didn't quite understand.
Song Yizhi said, "The person who borrowed money from Mrs. Liu to tell us that there was something wrong with Chen Ying's death was definitely not the one who sent death soldiers to destroy the body."
Chu He nodded.
"Can we see two waves of people from here?" Song Yizhi said.
Chu He nodded, then suddenly froze.
"What Miss Song means..., ...the focus of our mission is not to find the murderer who kidnapped the girl, but to find the murderer who killed Chen Ying?" When Chu He said this, he felt that he was talking nonsense. Nonsense.
Chu He can say this, which shows that he still has some brains.
Song Yizhi glanced at Chu He happily, then stretched and walked outside, "You go back and tell Bei Xianyue that I can't find the jade pendant and return to Peony City in anger."
"Ah?" Chu He was confused.
Song Yizhi didn't explain, and just walked out with his hands in his hands, "If you are fast, you should be able to catch up with me before I enter the city."
Chu He couldn't figure out what Song Yizhi wanted to do, but he still subconsciously did what Song Yizhi said.
Chu He returned to Qian Liu's house and told Bei Xianyue and others vividly that Song Yizhi ran away angrily because he could not find the jade pendant.
Bei Xianyue reacted quickly. She exchanged glances with Chu He and said angrily, "This young lady!"
Wei Ling and others continued to be confused.
What is this for?
Which one is this from?
Can you take them with you too?
This makes the three of them very useless!
"Hate, after all, it was the jade pendant given to her by her mother, but what she did was indeed wrong." Chu He was like a good old man, "She is not safe alone. Let me go find her."
Bei Xianyue nodded.
Chu He turned around and ran to find Song Yizhi as soon as the Liu family gave out the money.
This way.
Song Yizhi wandered to the south city gate with her hands folded in her hands. She looked around, then found a big rock and sat down to wait for Chu He.
"Why are you sitting here?" A gentle and loving voice suddenly sounded above Song Yizhi's head.
Song Yizhi, who was immersed in his thoughts, was frightened and cursed, "Which turtle is pretending to be a ghost to scare my aunt?!"
Why is this temper exactly like her mother's, extremely irritable.
"Ahem..." Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi like that. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare, for fear of making the little girl angry, so he had to cough lightly.
Song Yizhi looked back, her eyes widened, "Why is it you?!" Before she could finish her words, she lost her balance and fell to one side.
What should I do if I accidentally scold the Demon Lord Guisun by mistake?
Waiting online, quite urgent.
She doesn’t want to die yet!
Feng Canlin stretched out his hand to hold Song Yizhi's arm, and waited until she sat upright again before letting go, "If it's okay over there, I'll come and check on you."
Shouldn't you go and see Feng Yian?
Song Yizhi sneered. Thinking of his arrogant words before, he didn't dare to ask.
"Did the sudden appearance scare you?" Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi guiltily, "I'm sorry."
Zhizhi is timid and cannot appear suddenly in the future, as it will scare her.
Song Yizhi was frightened by Feng Canglin's word "apology" and jumped up on the spot.
"Um, no, I... you..." Song Yizhi lost the ability to speak for a moment.
Seeing that Feng Canglin was not angry but looked at her gently and lovingly, Song Yizhi was suddenly discouraged. She pursed her lips and bent down to sit on the big rock.
The more she said, the more wrong she became, so she had better stop saying it.
Looking at the slightly discouraged little girl, Feng Canglin's eyes softened.
"Sit." Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted the big stone beside him.
Feng Canglin responded and bent down to sit down.
Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at the man next to him. He was handsome, tall and tall, and he was oppressed by those in power.
He was obviously a noble and elegant person in power, but now he condescended to sit on a big stone by the roadside.
If the monks in the demon world saw this, would they be so frightened that they fell over?
Seeing Song Yizhi looking at him, Feng Canglin raised his hand and touched her head tentatively.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was not disgusted, Feng Canglin breathed a sigh of relief, and the tenderness in his eyes became even greater.
"You seem to have something on your mind. Have you encountered any problems?" Feng Canglin said in a warm voice, like a kind and patient elder.
"The training mission is okay, not too difficult." Song Yizhi replied obediently.
Feng Canglin nodded and asked in a warm voice, "Is the training going well?"
He followed the scent and saw the little girl sitting on a big stone by the roadside with a thoughtful look on her face.
Song Yizhi nodded, and then briefly talked about the things in Pingyang Village.
After listening, Feng Canglin looked at Song Yizhi and said gently, "Do you need help?"
Although he knew that he should not interfere in the matter of training, who let it be Song Yizhi.
He didn't want to see the little girl's sad face.
Song Yizhi shook his head repeatedly and refused, "If you help us, we won't have to practice anymore."
Although Feng Canlin was pleased that Song Yizhi was ambitious, he still pretended to be sad and said, "Am I being disliked?"
Looking at the somewhat sad person, Song Yizhi said seriously, "It's not that I dislike it. How can I make you take action on such a trivial matter? You can't kill a chicken with a butcher's knife!"
Feng Canglin laughed dumbly.
Song Yizhi asked, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"
A majestic demon lord shouldn't come looking for him when he has nothing to do, right?
"I heard that your twentieth birthday is coming soon. I don't know what you like, so I came to ask you." Feng Canglin softened his voice.
Song Yizhi tilted his head and looked at the gentle man beside him, feeling that the inexplicable familiarity became stronger.
This demon lord really came to see me when he had nothing to do.
"Uncle, do you want to give me a birthday gift?" Song Yizhi asked.
Feng Canglin nodded.
Song Yizhi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "You don't have to spend money. I'm very happy if uncle is interested. I don't lack anything now. As for the things I like, I don't like anything."
Thinking of Song Luo's inhumane handwriting, Feng Canglin felt that Song Yizhi would indeed have nothing missing.
(End of chapter)
