Chapter 132 Dry Well "I didn't see it with my own eyes, I was out at that time. But when I returned home, apart from my father's body, the bad guy was the only one in the room. My father was killed by a Liufeng dart, the same Liufeng dart that the bad guy used. Who else could the murderer be if not her?" Feng Shizhuo said angrily. "It has now been proven that the poison on the dart your father was hit by is not the same as the poison on the Liufeng dart used by Yin Ruchen." Meng Lian said. "Really?" Feng Shizhuo was stunned and a little surprised. "It's true. More than one person has tested it. The poison dart used by the person who killed your father contains another kind of poison. If that kind of poison dart hits the wall, a circle of stone blue will appear around it." Meng Lian replied. Feng Shizhuo said, "But uncle also said that the bad guy was the murderer who killed my father! He also said he would avenge me!" After saying that, he looked at Ding Dadi and asked, "Uncle, is that right?" When Ding Dadi heard Meng Lian say that the poison dart that hit Imperial Physician Feng would form a circle of stone-blue around it if it hit the wall, he seemed to suddenly realize something. When Feng Shizhuo asked him about it, he actually said, "I did say that, but I lied to you. Your father...he...was killed by me with a poison dart!" "What?! Uncle, you...what did you say?" Feng Shizhuo was suddenly flustered. "Is it that bad guy or you? Are all you adults bad guys and liars? Why did you kill my father?" Feng Shizhuo burst into tears. Chapter 35
Yan Moying first went to the avenue in front of King Jingyin's bedroom and checked it carefully. After making sure that there was not even the slightest problem, he went to the abandoned garden behind the bedroom. The abandoned garden has remained like this for many years, with flowers blooming and falling, and time passing by. The flowers, plants, and trees here wither and flourish over time, witnessing the years, but their branches have aged and their leaves have fallen time and time again. Yan Moying was in this abandoned garden, and a sense of desolation arose spontaneously. The river under the small bridge had dried up for many years, but the bridge was still there, as if it was reluctant to let the river go but could do nothing, so it could only stare at the bottom of the river. However, in this desolation, Yan Moying seemed to be able to feel the warm atmosphere that had once existed. The swing seemed to make him hear the laughter of the players, and a stone table and two stone benches made him seem to see two people talking face to face. There was also a well not far away, which made him imagine that if the two talked until they were thirsty, they could draw some water from the well to drink, although he had long known that there was no well water in it, and it was a dry well. Yan Moying collected his thoughts and immediately began to carefully inspect the place. He looked everywhere and observed very carefully, even the grass and trees, or the space between the stones, but he did not find anything unusual. At this time, he thought, the abandoned garden was guarded by people, and it was not easy for the assassin to get in from the surroundings. Could it be... Could it be from underground? He carefully examined the ground, and knocked on any suspicious places with his weapon to see if there was any mechanism. Thinking of this way of entering from underground, he noticed the dry well again. Just at this moment, a cat jumped towards the well, but unexpectedly, as soon as it jumped over the wellhead, it screamed and ran away as if it was frightened. Yan Moying immediately understood: there must be something wrong with the dry well. (End of this chapter)