The long corridors and the ornate houses with their carved beams and paintings have a long line of bright red blood drawn out of them, which is extremely strange, not because it appears out of place, but because it is strangely unobtrusive.

"Is this what you call killing?! Everyone is already dead! What's the point?" Ying Meng pointed at Xian Qing, who was standing on the clean ground, able to distance herself from her feet covered in blood. What's going on with this man?

?!Do you like watching murder scenes?!

Xian Qing carefully looked at all the chairs in the room and chose a gold-painted nanmu chair that was not stained with blood. He took Ying Meng's extended index finger and wiped the chair with Ying Meng's sleeve.

, sat down calmly, as if the corpse lying in this antique room was not as important as what he was doing.

"Well, he's dead. Let's analyze how he died."

Yingmeng pulled back his sleeves and rolled his eyes. Who are these people? "He is your target. The person you want to kill is dead, you ask me how he died?"

Xian Qing picked up the tea cup on the table and played with it carefully, not realizing that it was a dead person. "Pay attention to the time of death. Do you think I killed him?"

Yingmeng puffed up his cheeks, seeing that this was the difference between that person and another person. You never know what the person spending time with you was doing at the same time. He suddenly suspected that Xian Qing spent so long with her just to prove his alibi.

"It was your handiwork, but you definitely didn't kill him. If you kill someone directly, the risk of exposure is too high."

"Well. Then how can you kill the person you want to kill without involving yourself?" Xian Qing's face was calm and cold.

Ying Meng inexplicably read from that expressionless face that "he is not hopelessly stupid yet."

The shadow dream fell in anger. When I didn’t meet Xian Qing: fine wine and delicacies were on the table, red buildings and green tiles were built in batches, beauties and beautiful scenery were the norm, and jade and artifacts were placed everywhere. Beautiful scenery, beautiful utensils, delicious food, beautiful women and fine wine. Good thoughts

, beautiful scenery, delicious food, beauties offering delicious tea. Hengbiao: Winner in life. Then I met Xian Qing... Forget it, it was too miserable.

I thought about how she played with power, watched her govern the country, and recalled how she strategized how she fell to the bottom of the contempt chain as soon as she met Xian Qing. She is usually a calm (thick-skinned) person, but how could she be so abnormal that she was so paralyzed by a facial expression?

Angered, this was not her normal level.

"If you have good skills, you will definitely leave flaws!"

Xian Qing gave Ying Meng a look that was about attitude. "But what if it is bent far enough?"

Ying Meng took a deep breath and told herself that it was not a big deal. "Not to mention whether others can push it back or not, even if others guess it, there will be no evidence."

"What would you do?"

"First determine the target, observe the target's relationship chain, and find people who can be exploited. For example, a person who hates him, then use the objects around him to give him hints to increase his hatred. Finally, help him plan a hands-on method to make him think he is

He wanted to do this himself. When a person believes in something, the truth or falsehood is no longer important." Yingmeng snorted lowly. After confirming his eyes, he just wanted to show off! Why did she... why did she cooperate instinctively?

?!

"Very good, now I tell you, he is the murderer." Xian Qing opened the window and pointed downwards.

Yingmeng glanced at it, but his eyes suddenly froze, looking straight at the young man in red. Yingmeng was stunned, and his first reaction was that it looked really good, as if he looked like the young man in bright clothes depicted in the painting with thick colors.

The second reaction was that she knew this person, the boy she had pushed Ming Yue towards. Oh my God! What had she done! Shadow Yangou Meng felt extremely anxious at this time...

In her third reaction, she turned back and took a closer look at the body.

The meridians all over the body were broken, and the body showed injuries from impacts and bruises. The cause of death was internal bleeding caused by broken ribs that penetrated the internal organs. Based on the order of the injuries, it can be judged that he suffered a lot of torture before death, and was finally killed by a huge force.

Death. Ying Meng observed the surrounding environment. There were rolling marks on the ground that could be compared to... the round-bottomed porcelain altar! There was a delay device here. There were strange marks on the circular lamp, which matched the iron chain on the deceased's hand.

...The hoop lamp acted as a roller to hoist the porcelain altar, using the weapons of the deceased.

The deceased's meridians were broken and he could not move, and the porcelain altar above him was suspended by his chain. One end of the chain was in his hand, so he could only continuously input spiritual energy to make the chain bend and wrap around the porcelain altar. However, due to the broken meridians, the reserve of spiritual energy in the Dantian was limited.

, it is a matter of time that the porcelain altar falls. After the porcelain altar hits the deceased, it will roll to one side. The round bottom makes it similar to a tumbler. As long as the angle is calculated, it can be stood up again. The design of this room is unusual.

, so that the re-standing porcelain altar does not look obtrusive.

In addition, the higher the level of the weapon, the less spiritual energy is spent when putting it away and launching attacks. This level of weapon does not need to recycle spiritual energy at all. Therefore, when the deceased's spiritual energy is exhausted, the chain will automatically return to the hand of the deceased.

However, this requires a lot of calculations and preparation in advance. It is not easy to even let the owner of the room design the room like this. If he has such an IQ, will he still make a living by selling sex? Of course, it is not ruled out that some people like it

Eating on face.

But this handsome little brother looks innocent at first glance! And Xian Qing hinted that he had done it. So obviously, this murderous idea was not his!

"Your... ha." Xian Qing looked at Ying Meng with a half-smile, his tone full of ridicule. Maybe he suddenly remembered some important factor between Ying Meng and him, but how could he

It's uncomfortable to stop... "I still like the other you better."

"What a borrowed knife to kill..." Yingmeng wanted to express how could Xian Qing dirty such a cute little brother, but considering her own safety, she polished it a little bit. "This is a bad choice... There is no intersection between them, right?

.”

"Is it difficult to involve a bunch of unrelated people together?" Xian Qing said indifferently.

Although his expression did not change, Ying Meng immediately smelled the smell of danger. "Of course it's not difficult! Just talk. And speaking is not a crime. The only way to be convicted is to admit it yourself, but you will do this

Really? As expected of the Immortal Lord. How awesome!"

"Have you always been so cowardly?"

"That's just following your heart! Tianzong is smart, far-sighted, and sees things hundreds of times better than me. Naturally, I have to follow my heart when it comes to Master Xianjun." Seeing that the aura around Xian Qing's body was no longer so dangerous, Ying Meng spit on her dog.

While lifting his legs, he asked tentatively. "It's just that after thinking about it, I really don't understand why Lord Xianjun would take advantage of this person."

"Of course he is doing good deeds." Xian Qing smiled speciously and glanced at Yingmeng casually. "His consumption does not match his income. Thanks to your interaction with Ming Yue, I am sure that he is engaging in money sex.

Deal. So I found a sponsor for him."

Yingmeng: ...What a good thing! The person you want to kill has a twisted heart.

"Lord Xian Jun has thought carefully and made every decision." Ying Meng tugged at the corner of his mouth. "It's just that this good thing is somewhat interesting. If my investigation is correct, this... the person you want to kill has a bad taste for all beautiful things.

A small grudge, my hobby is to see beauty wither in my own hands." Although he does things in a measured way and knows what is right and wrong, after all, he lives in an ivory tower and does not have much chance to look directly at the dark side of his heart.

That was if he hadn't met Xian Qing at that time. If she guessed correctly, Xian Qing should have given him a hint with the help of the surrounding environment, and then an absolutely beautiful creature came to his door... The game of Dangerous Broken Flowers

here we go.

"Why do you want to fight for him?" Xian Qing narrowed his eyes and his eyes darkened a little.

Yingmeng: "..." What's wrong with this guy? Wasn't he in a good mood just now? Why is he angry again?! Is he too moody? Is he jealous of that person's appearance? No way? Not to mention that he didn't do anything

Childish, the other two are evenly matched. Sure enough, his brain circuit is always abnormal, hey~

"No, I'm just curious." Yingmeng blinked and put on a cute smile. "The person you want to kill is the only son of a family in this era. There are many people who have reasons to kill him. Take a few more steps to achieve the same goal.
Chapter completed!