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Li Shaoqing frowned and said nothing.
Wu Zuo glanced at him secretly, but had no choice but to remain silent, standing silently and not daring to say anything.
Soon after, Li Yan finally sighed deeply, threw away his hands and sent the man to retreat in frustration. He still had a long face, but unexpectedly he took three steps and suddenly called out to Wu Zuo: "Lan Wu Zuo, you must remember to keep the rabbit brain left behind by the deceased, don't lose it!"
Lan Wu turned around and bowed in response.
Li Yan nodded and walked towards the trial hall, shaking his head as he walked.
The witch doctor left a bloody note before his death. Unfortunately, he only wrote "ðÚ" and was ruthlessly recruited by the King of Hell. The clues to this case are still unclear.
Thinking of this, Li Yan was so angry that he stamped his feet. Several cat meows sounded in front of his feet. He lowered his head and saw his fat cat "Yinzi" approaching. Yinzi has shiny black hair all over his body and two snow-white plum blossoms of different sizes on his back, hence his name.
Li Yan leaned over and reached out to touch Yinzi's forehead, but Yinzi refused to lower his head, stared at him and raised his head to meow at him.
Li Yan felt that the look Yinzi was giving him was very strange, so he followed up.
Not far from the corner of the corridor, there was a wild cat lying on its side, with its belly heaving and its mouth whimpering vaguely, as if it was dying.
He quickly bypassed the sign leading the way and went straight to the wild cat to take a closer look. He saw that the cat's eyes were narrowed and its mouth was bloodshot, but it was still alive. Li Yan's heart tightened and he called loudly, "Come here, call Lan Wuzuo!"
Within a moment, Lan Wuzuo arrived.
"Look what's wrong with this cat? Is it poisoned by the same kind of poison?"
Lan Wuzuo hurriedly squatted down, rolled over the sick cat's eyelids, took a silver needle and dipped it in blood to observe the color and smell, then stood up and cautiously reported: "The symptoms are roughly the same, but the poison in this cat is already shallow, and there is no need for treatment now." Fear for one¡¯s life.¡±
Li Yan waved his sleeves: "Tell me first if it was poisoned by the same poison as the wizard?"
"Eight and nine are inseparable from ten."
Li Yan¡¯s originally gloomy eyes gradually became clearer. He first ordered other people to send the sick cat to detoxify, then turned to ask Lan Zuo: "It seems that the best time has passed for these two poisons to meet. Will the longer the time passes, the less toxic it will be?"
"It stands to reason."
Li Yan nodded, remembering that he had cross-examined the prison boss, and the prison boss said that the witch doctor was kind-hearted and always put half of the food through the window before eating, and fed the wild cats outside before he would eat it himself.
Li Yan sneered, a wizard who kills rabbits and takes their brains, how can he kindly feed cats when disaster is imminent? He is obviously afraid of death! I was afraid of being plotted, so I fed the wild cat first to prove that it was not poisoned before I dared to eat it.
¡°It¡¯s a pity that despite all calculations, he was still poisoned and died unexpectedly.
And the wild cat in front of me should be the one that ate half a steamed bun last night.
The poison in the steamed buns is only pure, and it should not be poisonous.
Unless it runs around the temple and eventually encounters this second poison.
?Then this poison should be there
Li Yan lowered his head and carefully searched for the bloody plum blossom footprints, dripping with blood, all the way to the front hall of the trial: "The other poison is indeed still in the front hall!"
"You mean, someone mixed another poison into the lamp oil? When the lamp oil burns, the poison is also inhaled into the body."
Ruan Shaoqing, who finally returned to Dali Temple from the Marquis Mansion, stood on tiptoe and looked at the swaying flame on the lamppost with some horror.
"Exactly! The cat's blood disappeared under this copper lamppost, so I had an idea and ordered someone to test the lamp oil. It's not bad at all. It's another flavor of morning and evening!" Li Shaoqing gathered up his collar and put on a pose. The deputy looks like a wise and powerful official, but Mr. Bao next to him is weak and seems unable to move forward.
"Ruan Shaoqing, what's wrong with you? Is it possible that you were stimulated?"
Mr. Bao lowered his eyes and touched his throat: "The lamp is poisonous, so I am also poisoned. Will it cause poisonous hair? Isn't the poisonous hair ugly?"
"The lamp oil has been changed a long time ago! You were only poisoned once again, and you will be fine at all. Even if the poison takes effect, the little wild cat is not dead, but you will never die. At most, your mouth and eyes will be crooked from the poison. You have sores on your face!" Li Yan pursed his lips.
"That's right! Good people will be rewarded in the end. Look! Your family has a new relationship! This cat is so reasonable and knows how to repay the favor!" Mr. Bao pointed to the two sunbathing cats on the beam opposite. The cat was suddenly slapped on the back of the head by Li Yan.
"I'll give you my size, two males!"
Mr. Bao gave a half-smile, coughed a few times, and returned to his desk.
"Ruan Baoyu, is this how the wizard's case is settled?"
&nbsIn front of heaven and man, San Zhen Jiu Lie is nothing!
And Bo Jin didn¡¯t seem to realize that he was pretending to be faint. He stood up unhurriedly, took a Hu pen and a small plate, and slowly mixed an oil beside the bed.
The oil is warm, with light brown medicinal powder inside, and it mixes into one after a few stirs.
Bo Jin then picked up the pen, dipped it in the plate for a few times, then straightened the tip of the pen and placed it on Ruan Baoyu's back.
¡°He is writing. The soft and flexible Hu pen drags the hot oil, rubbing Ruan Baoyu¡¯s waist very ambiguously, and writes stroke by stroke.
want
No
want.
Ruan Baoyu was shocked, knowing that he had failed in pretending, so he raised his head with difficulty and smiled reluctantly.
?This smile and silk brocade are understood to be important.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Hu¡¯s¡¯¡¯¡¯¡¯s¡¯©\pen¡¯s¡¯©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\©\¡¯s©\for©\©\©\©\©\after's, and once again dipped in oil, with a clear goal this time, and they went straight to his back yard, circled around it three times, and then the hair on the tip of the pen exploded and was sent directly in.
It¡¯s not painful, just warm, numb and itchy, an indescribable teasing feeling.
Ruan Baoyu raised his head and couldn't help but say "hmm".
When things had reached this point, Bo Jin suddenly stopped, picked up the small plate, and ran to add hot oil.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????????????????:???????"This time it's just rose oil, which was just sent to you. It has aphrodisiac in it, a very strong one."
Ruan Baoyu groaned, and soon felt a wave of heat rising from the back courtyard, and a "boom" quickly hit his heart.
The medicine was really strong, and he began to feel empty. There was a hot, endless hole underneath him, eager for someone to fill it.
Cold sweat broke out again, and he was soaked all over. He was panting unconsciously, exhaling the breath of a beast.
"But Bo Jin got up at this time, found a purple candle, lit it, and put it on the bedside, right in front of him.
Ruan Baoyu breathed in, and a crazy shudder rolled through his heart.
Two days passed, and he thought he no longer wanted it.
But he was wrong. Once the purple smoke rose, he discovered that the longing beast was still in his heart and refused to leave even an inch.
"What a wonderful taste"
There was a voice lingering low in his heart, echoing in his soul.
This is called heart addiction.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely taste this wonderful taste wholeheartedly.
But now there is an accident.
Under him, the aphrodisiac was still on fire, roasting so fiercely that it was almost scorching him.
Re sweat rolled down drop by drop, and he covered himself with the quilt.
By now, he could no longer tell which desire was stronger.
And the silk brocade beside the bed was holding the Hu pen, dipped it in oil, the warm and teasing hot oil, and started writing again.
With a horizontal stroke, it crossed the tip of his buttocks.
With one stroke, it passed throughthe anus.
I was near, but I just teased, left there half inch, and then slipped ruthlessly.
There are two more points.
Ruan Baoyu felt that he had written Mie, the core part of the word Mie.
¡°I wrote the word ¡°annihilate¡± in such a provocative and unscrupulous way.
"Blow out the purple candle, blow it out yourself, and I will give you what you want." Silk Jin's hoarse and deep voice came slowly: "You have to understand that although Su Ran is beautiful, it is not the most ecstatic thing in the world. The taste of."
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