After Cheng Yuncheng wiped his hands clean, he took the small cup: "This thing is hard to find in the Central Plains, and it is called Chasing Light."

"Chasing the Light?" Su Yunqi raised his eyebrows and didn't believe it: "Senior, are you kidding me!"

As the name suggests, it is naturally undesirable. However, the first meaning of the existence of a name should be commensurate with its characteristics.

The reason why moths risk burning their bodies and putting out fires is their innate habit.

Most of the flying insects are towards the light, but they are not as eager as moths, and they are so eager that they become a pathological level.

Just now, Cheng Yuncheng took objects from the corpse twice, and basically kept his oral environment in a dark state.

Although it is unsolvable, it does not mean that Su Yunqi has not observed it.

How could that thing chase light like its name?

It’s too late to avoid light, how could it be chasing light?

Cheng Yuncheng held the small cup to his ears, listened to the movement inside, and slowly spoke slowly: "Isn't it another wonderful description to chase the light, but it's not a dark and wet place?"

Also... From this perspective, there seems to be no name that is more appropriate than "chasing light".

Su Yunqi nodded and no longer worried about it.

"Sir, is this chasing light?" Ling Jue was not interested in chasing light himself. He was just concerned about the cause of the death of the dead body in front of him.

It’s just a person in the charity village who has restrained the deceased for the deceased. Who did he offend and whose interests he touched, would he be killed by people deliberately using this method?

After thinking about this, Ling Jue didn't think that these incidents were related to Li Guan and others.

Cheng Yuncheng held the base of the small cup with three fingers of his right hand, his thumb against the wall of the cup, and his index finger raised a small gap from the edge of it: "Please look, please, two."

Seeing Cheng Yuncheng taking it out, it was enough to show his importance to chasing light. Therefore, Su Yunqi and Ling Jue were not ready to make any further requests. They looked at the black cup mouth with the glimmer of the lantern.

Fortunately, chasing light is a living creature, like a firefly on a summer night, which can light up by itself. There is no need to deliberately search for it, and all its actions will be in sight.

"Chasing Light is a very rare insect. It is poisonous and is even more toxic under a pair of golden wings." Cheng Yuncheng knew what Ling Jue was about to ask, so he tried to explain it to them in language that everyone could understand.

His wrist flipped, and the lid of the small cup was closed again: "Someone took his wings to refine them into poison, because this is the toxicity can be purer."

This is strange.

Su Yunqi stared at the little cup, wondering if he was talking to himself: "The purpose is to kill people. Since it is better to refine pills, why did he just swallow the chase light?"

Cheng Yuncheng has already started to pack up the things he brings with him.

His purpose of this trip has been accomplished, but the rest is not under his control: "Maybe it's just too late."

Cheng Yuncheng slowly moved to the door, and Xiaoxiao naturally followed his master.

But unexpectedly, Cheng Yuncheng suddenly stopped and Xiaoxiao ran into her without any warning: "Oh!"

Xiaoxiao rubbed her head, but she dared not speak out.

"There is another possibility." Cheng Yuncheng glanced at the dead body: "You know, the cost of refining the golden wings of light-chasing light is not affordable by ordinary people."

"Sir, are you talking?" Ling Jue's eyes flashed with light, and he called Cheng Yuncheng with words.

"Chasing the light can only make people fall into the illusion and unable to extricate themselves. Over time, they will twitch and die in a mad manner." Cheng Yuncheng added.

But he ignored Ling Jue's question just now: "Zhu Guang is the mastermind, and the poison on his back is the accomplice. But, is it the same thing that comes with one hand?"

Cheng Yuncheng seemed to know more, but for some reason he was unwilling to say it.

After three people checked before and after, the secret of the dead body of the corpse in the chariot in the charity village was finally revealed at this moment.

However, this reveal is just a sign of the wound. The back of the wound should not be taken lightly.

"Call everyone in the charity village." Ling Jue decided to make a fuss while the iron was hot. His intuition told him that this person was not as simple as working in the charity village.

In less than a cup of tea, the outer courtyard of the charity village was filled with sleepy people.

Someone muttered with an annoyance: "What's the situation? Even the prince of the Marquis's family and the major general did not disturb the people in the middle of the night, right?"

Some people agree, some fan the flames.

"I know everyone has a lot of complaints about our behavior." Ling Jue's eyes were patrolling back and forth among the crowd.

After waiting and waiting, Ling Jue said this, but there was no further information. Looking back, the prince had already prepared a look of watching a show.

Su Yunqi's face was slightly stiff, and he could only take it off with his teeth: "So, we will fight to the death. We can also give everyone a good dream as soon as possible."

Ling Jue sang the first song, so he could only take on the role of "Brother Face" as a not-so-pleasant person.

Due to the murder case, they went to Yizhuang several times, and Ling Ju and the others had already mastered the terrain here. So they immediately wanted to get off a small house.

There was a long queue outside the house, and Su Yunqi and Ling Jue were guarding each side. Everyone was very similar to Qiu Hou's killing, and there was no freedom to be imprisoned.

"Next." shouted the man in the cottage.

A man heard the voice and did not dare to waste time, so he walked in: "Sir."

"Let's sit first." Ling Jue said, looking very gentle.

This made the man who came to be interrogated feel a little calmer, but the voice he said could not help but tremble slightly: "Little man, I told you everything I know that day..."

The man stopped and looked for something in the small hut. Finally, he found it in a dim corner of the house.

The man's eyes flashed with light and his face showed joy: "It's him."

The guard, pointed at by the man, glared back fiercely, his lips tightly closed, but his throat still made a low and humming sound.

The man was shocked by this look and quickly turned his head: "It's this lord."

He secretly glanced at the guards' faces, but they were still terrifyingly blue. I don't know where he offended the other party, so the man could only shut up and give up.

Su Yunqi waved his hand: "Don't worry about the adults or not. What we ask you, what you answer is."

"Yes, yes." The man nodded hurriedly. He could still distinguish between the guard and the major general, which one is more powerful and the other is more powerful.

"Who is the dead person? I asked the person next to the coffin, who is he?" Su Yunqi asked word by word.

It seems that I was afraid that the man would not hear clearly and deliberately slowed down his speech, and it was more like I was deliberately saying it to someone.

"Lin Yi." The man felt inexplicable. To put it bluntly, he even thought that the major general was stupider than him. Hadn't this question been asked long ago?

This is not the answer Su Yunqi wants: "Who is Lin Yi? What I asked about is Lin Yi's identity, or in other words, his past."
Chapter completed!