Xuanyuan Jue

Chapter 139
"Ah?" Feng Quan was dumbfounded, holding on to the door frame in shock. "What... what's going on?"

"Don't make a loud noise," Feng Shen said in a low voice, "Go and find Chang Mama's whereabouts!"

"Yes... yes..." Feng Quan wiped off his cold sweat, and was about to turn around to look for it, but Chang's mother's voice came from outside the house.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Chang Ma, with a stove skirt tied around her waist, looked into the room while throwing her hands. "What's the matter? Is that person awake?"

"Oh," Feng Quan grabbed Chang's mother, "why are you still awake? That man is probably out of breath!"

"What?" Chang Ma was shocked and rushed into the room. "How did this happen? Why did this person fall to the ground?"

"Chang Ma," Feng Shen's eyes flashed, "What did you do just now?"

Chang's mother hurriedly said: "I saw that it was dawn, and I thought everyone should be hungry, so I went to the kitchen to cook a pot of rice porridge..."

"Cook porridge?" Feng Quan said, "Shouldn't you be here to watch this point? Why leave this man alone and run to cook porridge?"

"I don't care about it," Chang's mother said aggrievedly, "I asked Shuangxing to help me first and then watch the meeting... Eh? Why didn't you see Shuangxing?"

Feng Shen frowned, "Shuang Xing?"

"That's right," Chang's mother continued, "I was supposed to take over from Shuangxing. But as soon as she left the house, I thought I might as well make a pot of porridge first, so as not to delay everyone's eating and drinking... So I chased after her." When I went out, I saw Shuangxing walking not far away, so I called out to her back a few times, and asked her to keep an eye on me for a while, so that I could free up my hands to do things..."

Feng Shen asked again: "Did Shuang Xing respond at that time?"

"It seems to be answered..." Chang's mother recalled, "I yelled quite loudly at the time... I should have heard it. After I yelled, I hurried to the kitchen, but when I came back, I found that it was already like this... ..."

"Chang Ma, Chang Ma," Feng Quan said anxiously, "Let me tell you what's good about you, you are so unreliable at such an age... Now it's all right, once this person dies, how can our young master talk to the prince and the others?" Tell me?"

Chang's mother burst into tears with regret, and knelt down to Feng Shen with a "plop". "Master, I didn't expect that cooking porridge would cause such a big disaster... What should I do now? Old lady... Do I have to take my life for this man?"

"Please get up quickly," Feng Shen hurried to help, "Don't worry too much, Chang Ma, this man's death may have been an accident, and you won't be blamed."

Chang's mother stood up tremblingly, still crying and wiping away her tears. "But...but this..."

"Okay," Feng Shen turned his head and said, "Feng Quan, help Chang Mama to step aside."

"Young Master," Feng Quan said, "Then what about this man's corpse? Can I ask someone to help carry it out?"

"Don't be busy!" Feng Shen said, "Don't touch anything in this room. I'll talk about it after I've inspected it first!"

After Feng Shen finished speaking, he walked to the side of the couch.I saw a single slanted pillow on the couch, and a quilt was half dragged on the ground.On the low table beside the couch, there was a white porcelain bowl crooked, the water in the bowl had already leaked out, and a large area of ​​the table top was wet.

Feng Shen looked at the lying posture of the corpse, compared the distance between the bed and the low table, and began to ponder in his heart: Judging from this situation, it might be that the man woke up with dry mouth and saw a water bowl not far away. Want to struggle to drink.With Qi deficiency and frailty, as soon as he touched the water bowl, his arms couldn't support him, causing him to fall out of bed.This man's life was already hanging by a thread, and he couldn't bear the slightest collision. How could he survive this fall?

Could it be that this man really died in an accident?
In thought, Feng Shen bent down and squatted down, and looked carefully at the man's corpse again.The man's body was slanted, his right arm was stretched out beside his head, and the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth was also stained in a small pool on the ground.

Just as Feng Shen was about to get up, he found that the index finger of the man's right hand was stretched out, and the belly of the finger was bright red, as if stained with blood.

Feng Shen's heart moved, he hastily moved the man's right palm lightly.When the right palm of the corpse was removed, a half-dried bloody character was actually exposed.

That word crosses up and down vertically, which is clearly a "Ya" character.

Feng Shen remained calm, thinking to himself: This man must have some intentions behind leaving blood on his face when he was about to die.But what does this single word "Ya" refer to?
Full of doubts, Feng Shen continued to look at him.When I saw the bloody letter on the ground again, it was a little different from the first time I found it.

It turns out that there is a short horizontal line under the blood-written Ya character, which lacks strokes and draws, and is hasty and weak.If you don't take a closer look and compare it, you will mistake it for a spattered bloodstain.

Obviously, the man wanted to leave more than just one word.This short horizontal line should be the beginning of the second character.It's just that before he finished writing, he was exhausted and died.

A "ya", a short horizontal line, plus what he heard and seen before... For a moment, Feng Shen had thousands of threads, and he lowered his head to sort out silently.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Feng Shen's mind.Could it be that the word in blood refers to...

After just a moment, Feng Shen shook his head and denied it.Before there is no real evidence, it is impossible to make a conclusion just by guessing.Facing such limited clues, Feng Shen fell into hard thinking about how to proceed.

Seeing Feng Shenjiu crouching still, Feng Quan and Chang's mother looked at each other in blank dismay.Because Feng Shen stood in front of the man's body, neither of them could see the handwriting left on the ground.After a while, Chang Ma couldn't help but asked, "Master... are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay!" Feng Shen hurriedly got up.

Chang's mother took a look at the corpse, and then asked: "The young master has been examining it for a long time, but did you find anything unusual?"

Feng Shen didn't tell the truth, but quietly stepped on the bloody letter on the ground with his foot. "Nothing suspicious either."

Feng Quandao: "Master, what should we do next?"

Feng Shen thought for a while and said, "How about this, Feng Quan, go and get Shuang Xing, I have something to ask her."

"Okay, I'll go now." Feng Quan agreed, turned and left.

Taking advantage of this time, Feng Shen wiped the sole of his shoe, and the bloody characters under his feet instantly became blurred.

When Feng Quan knocked on the door of the side courtyard, Shuang Xing and Xia Zhu were sleeping soundly in the room.Hearing the movement, the two hurriedly dressed and got up.

Xia Zhu rubbed her sleepy eyes, went to open the door. "Steward Feng? Is there something going on so early?"

"Where is Shuang Xing?" Feng Quan asked anxiously, "The young master is calling her over!"

"Master looking for me?" Shuangxing said and walked out. "What's the matter?"

"Hey! Don't ask any more questions, hurry up and follow me!" Feng Quan couldn't help saying, pulled up Shuang Xing and left.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Xia Zhu also followed behind.

When they found out that the man was dead, Shuang Xing and Xia Zhu cried out in fright.

"He...how did he die?" Shuang Xing trembled, "When I left...he was still fine!"

Feng Shen stared straight at Shuang Xing's face, for fear of missing a trace of expression. "Shuangxing, when did you leave here?"

Shuang Xing said: "After Chang's mother came over, I left..."

"Really?" Feng Shen said again, "But I heard Chang's mother said that she asked you to help take care of her for a while during the handover. Is there such a thing?"

"Ah?" Shuang Xing was startled, and hurriedly turned to Chang Ma. "Mom Chang, have you told me?"

"Yes," Chang Ma said, "Not long after you left the house, I chased after you and shouted a few times. Maybe you were too far away, so you didn't hear me..."

"Master", Shuang Xing was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes, "When I left, I never heard Chang's mother calling me at all!"

"That's right, young master," Xia Zhu also chimed in, "Supposedly Mama Chang has something to entrust, and she should say it face to face. How can someone wait for someone to walk away before shouting behind her back?"

"Xia Zhu is right," Chang's mother wiped the corners of her eyes, and muttered, "Master, I'm actually to blame for this matter... I really can't blame Shuang Xing..."

"Which is right and which is wrong, let's not worry about it for now." Feng Shen glanced over everyone's faces one by one. "However, there are two causes of this man's death. One is that he accidentally fell off the bed and died, and the other..."

Having said that, Feng Shen intentionally paused.

(End of this chapter)