The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#631 - The invisible murderer

Lu Jing and Luo Yingying squeezed into the crowd and saw the body of Urit.

He had already been taken down from the tree he had been hanging from.

His eyeballs were bulging, his tongue was sticking out, his face was purplish-blue, and there were traces of saliva and snot. He was definitely dead.

And the time of his death should have been not long ago, when Lu Jing and Luo Yingying were still waiting for him in the restaurant.

Luo Yingying couldn't believe her eyes when she saw this scene. "Urit is dead?!"

"It seems someone doesn't want us to see him," Lu Jing said.

"But he is Urit," Luo Yingying said. "The most cunning horse trader in Ganding County. He has caused countless troubles over the years, and knows countless secrets. Many important figures want to get rid of him, but he has always been able to turn danger into safety."

"But this time it seems he can't turn danger into safety anymore," Lu Jing said, looking at Urit's body.

Gradually, only some old men and women were left. It was rare to see such a good-looking man today. Although he was not too young, he still reminded the proprietress of the good old days.

So she found Lu Jing very pleasing to the eye and said softly, "How many sesame cakes do you want?"

"We're not here to buy sesame cakes, Madam. There was a murder in the courtyard across the street. Your sesame cake shop is the closest. We want to know if you saw anything?" Luo Yingying said.

"Two constables have already asked me this question before," the proprietress said. "Half an hour ago, I saw Urit walking past my shop, with a gloomy face and a preoccupied look.

"I saw him walk into his courtyard, and then not long after, the child from the next courtyard climbed onto the wall and saw him hanging from the jujube tree in the backyard. During this period, I didn't see a second person enter his courtyard."

"What about before him?" Lu Jing asked.

"No one before either," the proprietress said very certainly. "At least no one before I opened the shop. Of course, if someone sneaked in last night after I closed the shop, then I wouldn't know."

Lu Jing thought about it and felt that this possibility was unlikely.

The timing of Urit's death was too coincidental. He died almost as soon as they decided to come and find him.

So it was difficult for Lu Jing not to associate these two things together, and they had only gone to see Tong Qianxi for treatment early this morning, so the possibility of someone ambushing and killing him in advance was very small.

And the most important thing was that the proprietress of the sesame cake shop neither saw anyone else enter Urit's small courtyard, nor did she see anyone come out of it.

Then how did the murderer kill him? Could it be that he could turn invisible?

Lu Jing was thinking about this when he saw a nightingale flying from the direction of the palace again.

Lu Jing recognized that it was Qi Wenren's messenger, so he stretched out an arm to let the nightingale stand on his arm, and then reached out to untie the strip of paper wrapped around its leg.

He unfolded it and his expression changed.

Then, without saying a word, he grabbed Luo Yingying, who didn't know what was happening, put her on his back, and then used his qinggong to rush back to the palace where Tong Qianxi was in the shortest possible time.

As a result, before he even entered the door, he heard a sound of gobbling.

However, this sound was not made by Tong Qianxi on the bed, but by Qi Wenren by the bed.

The latter was holding a pig's trotter and gnawing on it with a face full of grease, looking like he hadn't seen meat for months.

"An, Mr. Anshi..." Luo Yingying exclaimed, then turned to look at Tong Qianxi on the bed. Tong Qianxi chewed on a grape and said leisurely, "Don't look at me, I didn't do anything, he just turned into this."

Her voice sounded a little gloating.

Lu Jing wasn't too angry, after all, no matter who suddenly suffered a huge change and turned into a meatball that only knew how to eat non-stop, their psychology would be somewhat distorted.

Even if she was the daughter of Tong Tuqiu, the owner of this palace, no one dared to discuss her in person, but secretly, they didn't know how people would laugh at her.

Lu Jing walked to Qi Wenren's side. The latter's eyes were full of embarrassment. "I... I was careless. Not only did I fail to grasp Bubu Le's handle, but I also fell for it."

"It's okay, as long as you can find that thing, your hope of returning to normal is still pretty big."

Lu Jing comforted Qi Wenren, paused, and then continued, "Can you recall where you've been during this time, what things you've touched?

Qi Wenren nodded. "After you left, I stayed to monitor Bubu Le. He said that his stomach was still uncomfortable after vomiting, so those palace maids found a doctor to treat him.

"The doctor first looked at his pulse, then asked him about his condition, and left after prescribing medicine. The two of them didn't have any other communication on the surface, but I still felt that there was something wrong with the doctor.

"Because Bubu Le is now under house arrest by Tong Tuqiu, and someone has been watching him all the time, he definitely has to use his brain to pass messages to the outside, so I followed the doctor to see what he would do next."

"What happened?"

"As a result, after he left the palace, he first went to the market to buy himself a pair of shoes, then went to the bathhouse for a bath, and then suddenly changed his usual behavior and sneaked into a small alley.

"When I saw this, I quickly followed, but as soon as I walked into that small alley, I was hit on the back of the head, and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was already at the entrance of the palace.

"I only felt a burst of unbearable hunger in my stomach. At that time, there was nothing else in my head, I just wanted to find food quickly. I remembered that there was food here, so I rushed over.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Miss Qianxi. She had someone send me two plates of scallion pancakes, and this pig's trotter. Before you came, the scallion pancakes had already been eaten by me."