Master, after his soul is gone

Hearing his question, Yan Yuzhi couldn't help asking, "Then please tell Patriarch Qing, when did Miss Yunyan tell you about this?"

Patriarch Qing immediately said, "It's just... about the appearance of Chen Zhengsichu."

Yan Yuzhi looked out the window, "This time period, isn't that the time before Miss Yunyan found me here?"

"Patriarch Qing, are you sure it's this hour?"

Patriarch Qing nodded, "Although the old man is not very useful, he still remembers well at this moment."

Regarding this, Yan Yuzhi's guess just now came to mind again.

"If it's this time, I'm still sleeping here, and Miss Yunyan hasn't arrived yet, so why do I know that Miss Qingyao has been killed?"

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't make sense, what do you think, Ah Zhou?"

After saying that, Yan Yuzhi turned his head to look, and saw that Qi Zhou's face was very dark, obviously he also guessed something.

Yan Yuzhi pursed his lips, "A Zhou, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Yan Yuzhi calling him, Wen Qizhou came back to his senses, "Let me think about it."

Then he looked at Patriarch Qing, "The corpse of Qing Yao has been here for a long time now, what's wrong, Uncle Qing..."

Patriarch Qing immediately said, "Old slave understands, this old slave is going to arrange Yao'er's funeral, then the young master and Immortal Yan will leave first."

Wen Qizhou hummed, and pulled Yan Yuzhi out of Qing Yao's room.

Walking outside the door, Yan Yuzhi was very puzzled, "No results were found for the wound on Qing Yao's body, neither were the footprints in the house and the flowers at the door. Now we don't know what Miss Yunyan's intentions are. Why? ..."

In the middle of speaking, Yan Yuzhi suddenly closed his mouth, and asked tentatively, "Ah Zhou, you don't...don't want to continue the investigation, do you?"

"why?"

Seeing what he said, Wen Qizhou coughed lightly, "Master..."

Probably guessing what Wen Qizhou was thinking, Yan Yuzhi immediately stopped him, "You want to tell me that this matter is going to be over, right?"

"Because you already guessed who the murderer might be, right?"

Wen Qizhou pursed his lower lip, "Yes."

Yan Yuzhi took a deep breath, and asked as calmly as possible, "Then what? This matter is over, and all the evidence points to me. Do you want me to take the blame?"

Wen Qizhou hurriedly said, "No, this matter will not be brought to Master, I will change my rhetoric."

Looking at Wen Qizhou a little strangely, Yan Yuzhi was even more puzzled, "Why?"

"Because she's your fiancée?"

Seeing Yan Yuzhi was annoyed, Wen Qizhou opened his mouth, and finally said, "Master, I have difficulties in this matter, but it is definitely not because she is my fiancée. I told you about the fiancée matter." Nothing exists."

Reaching out to slap Wen Qizhou's hand away, Yan Yuzhi said lightly, "So, how do you plan to solve this matter?"

"You said just now that you would change your rhetoric, what are you going to say, how to wash away the suspicion on me?"

Wen Qizhou coughed lightly, "It's very simple. It is said that the Moling tribe was invaded by demons. In order to drive you out, they deliberately killed the light demon, so that the Moling tribe would hate you, but we found this Conspiracy, in this way, people will not believe that you did this, nor will they slander you."

"Master, do you think this is good?"

Yan Yuzhi didn't speak, but just looked at Wen Qizhou like this, as if something flashed by, but he didn't catch it at all.

"Ah Zhou, can I trust you?"