But his face was as pale as paper, as if he was in shock.
"I-am I still alive?"
Lin Mengya held her hand and checked her pulse.
"No matter what you saw just now, it was all a dream. It's okay now, don't be afraid."
After hearing that it was a dream, Ruan Ying breathed a long sigh of relief.
She patted her chest and kept sighing.
"It turned out to be just a dream, but this dream was too real. I thought I was going to die soon."
Lin Mengya's eyes flashed.
Just now, she didn't say everything.
Ruan Ying indeed experienced a cruel dream, but if she really died in the dream, then she would probably be in the same fate in real life.
This method of killing people in dreams is very secretive, but it is not completely unfamiliar to her.
"You eat something first, Bai Su, and come with me to prepare some soothing medicine."
Ruan Ying did not doubt her words, but nodded awkwardly and accepted her kindness.
Lin Mengya took Bai Su back to her room.
She had some soothing medicine on hand and called Bai Sulai to inquire about Ruan Ying's condition.
"Did she have any abnormalities before? Did she meet anyone? Did she eat anything special?"
Bai Su thought about it carefully before saying, "According to your order, we didn't let any strangers in. However, one of her cousins came to visit. They just said a few words and then left.
, but their voices were very low at the time, and I didn’t hear what they were saying specifically.”
Is he the boy who encouraged everyone and tried to pour dirty water on Long Tianyu?
Lin Mengya felt that he was very suspicious.
"And after that?"
"He left after that. I remembered that when Ruan Ying was about to go to bed at first, she muttered a few words to herself. She said something like, 'She is going to sleep. This is the will of the Dream God.' I
He Cairu thought that this was some kind of special belief in her family. Now it seems that she is afraid that this is a sign that those people are going to harm her."
Dream god?
What kind of god is this? She has never heard of it.
But the most urgent task now is to first find out the matter of Uncle Shi's murder of Song Da.
After giving the medicine to Bai Su and instructing them on how to prevent similar things, she arrived at the cabin where her teacher and uncle were.
It was quiet inside, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.
She knocked gently on the door, but there was no answer.
"Teacher, uncle, are you here?"
After repeated attempts, she was sure that no one was inside.
Strange. Where can people go at this time?
Speaking of which, the teacher and the uncle are both mad at poison, and they are really not very sensitive to interpersonal communication.
This also leads to the fact that although they are famous, in fact, they have few people close to them.
Even if I want to relax, I won't visit other people's rooms.
Could it be that he went outside?
As soon as she reached the deck, she heard a "pop" from the stern of the ship.
Could it be that something fell into the water?
She hurried over, only to see her uncle, who had previously said she wanted to think about it, sitting slumped on the side of the boat with her eyes closed.
"Uncle Master!"
She hurriedly walked over, only to see her uncle's tightly covered abdomen, which was already stained red with blood.
"Someone! Come quickly!"
She shouted loudly, and soon many people came to help.
The guys were busy carrying Wu Chao into the cabin. At this moment, Bai Lirui rubbed his eyes and opened the door.
"Junior brother, what are you arguing about? Why are you injured! Quick, help me inside!"
The uncle was sent to the bed. She and the teacher looked solemn, but they cooperated very well.
The wound was on the lower abdomen, and it looked like it was caused by a sharp object. The wound was very deep.
Fortunately, she carried the secret medicine with her, otherwise, Uncle Master's life would have been in danger.
After neatly treating the wound, opening the jaw and administering some medicine, the situation finally stabilized.
Lin Mengya breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a new situation outside.
"Someone found the suicide note of Master Wu's uncle!"
Suddenly, the crowd's attention was drawn again.
She felt a little uneasy, especially after the suicide note was opened and it was confirmed.
"It says here that Senior Uncle Wu committed suicide because he felt uneasy and regretful about killing Senior Brother Song!"
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the crowd was in an uproar.
The teacher's face instantly darkened, and he was about to get angry, but she stopped him.
"It's better not to believe this unconfirmed thing. Can I see this suicide note?"
In full view of everyone, everyone knew that she couldn't lie.
Later, the blood-stained suicide note was delivered to her hands.
After opening it, I found that the content was true and the handwriting was very similar to my uncle's.
After sniffing the paper gently, she immediately understood that the suicide note was fake.
"This is a forged suicide note. If you don't believe it,
You can call the Wu family immediately to confront you."
"But Master Wu has a high status in the Wu family, so how can they tell the truth?"
Everyone also has such concerns.
After all, everyone knows that the younger generations of the Wu family admire Wu Chao very much.
Lin Mengya folded the suicide note twice, and after making sure that no handwriting could be seen inside, she said, "How about this? I found my uncle's usual calligraphy treasures, and put them in an envelope just like this letter. Under the witness of everyone, please
The Wu family comes to choose. Do you think this is fair? .??.
If this is the case, then there are still a few letters that are credible.
Most people did not believe that Wu Chao was the real murderer, so they quickly prepared everything.
The Wu family, who had just learned the news, were also invited over.
This time, the "young genius" of the Wu family returned to the Wu family early to work hard because his self-confidence was frustrated.
The person in charge of leading the team was Wu Yi, a disciple who was about thirty years old.
He was a steady man, and he was more popular with Wu Chao than that genius.
Wu Yan's face looked a little cautious, and he bowed to her teacher first.
"Junior Wu Yan, I have met my uncle."
The teacher waved his hand and remained silent.
The latter nodded and saluted her.
"I've met the head of the Gong family."
According to seniority, she can only be regarded as his junior sister.
But Wu Yi was a cautious person and did not dare to go overboard in the slightest in front of everyone.
"Senior Brother Wu, I asked you to come here this time because I want to know which letter here pretends to be my uncle's."
Next to him, someone naturally placed two envelopes that looked exactly the same in front of him.
Wu Yigang wanted to demolish it, but was stopped by someone.
"That's right." She tried hard to make her tone sound unchanged.
"One of these two letters is true and the other is false. The contents are completely different. We really can't tell them apart, so we asked you to come over and see if there is any way. The best thing is to do it without reading the contents.
Know the truth and falsehood.”
After she said this, most people were not optimistic about it.
Some radical people even blew out a puff of air directly from their nostrils to show their disdain.
Wu Yi seemed to understand something from Lin Mengya's words and nodded.
He picked up the envelopes, looked them over under his nose, and chose one of them without hesitation.
"Here is the letter from my ancestor. I guarantee with my life that it will never be wrong."
No one knows what is contained in it. In order to ensure fairness, several people changed the order.
Lin Mengya looked at the envelope in his hand.< br>
"Can you guarantee that?"
"Of course I can. As you all don't know, my uncle has a very special temperament. A thief once impersonated his notes, which almost caused a disaster. From then on, the price of my ancestor's ink will be adjusted.
Special medicinal powder. Only our Wu family can smell this kind of medicinal powder. As for others, we need some small tricks."
He handed the letter he identified to the nearest person.
That person was just a bystander and had no friendship with the Wu family.
"Please try it first to see what it tastes like."
The man was doubtful, but took a deep breath carefully.
Then, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't smell like anything."
Wu Yan took out a small box from the small purse on his waist. When he opened the box, he saw that there was only some ointment inside.
"Please smell this first."
The bystanders immediately obeyed. After taking a breath of the smell inside, Wu Bian continued, "This time, please smell it again."
The man lowered his head, but frowned slightly.
"It really has a special smell, you should try it too!"
He immediately grabbed the person next to him.
But when the man took it, it was the same as before, there was no smell at all.
Wu Yi smelled the smell in the small box for him again, and after that, the two of them had exactly the same reaction.
Some people didn't believe it and asked those two people to read another letter.
This time, the two of them almost didn't vomit.
"Why does it stink so much!"
Wu Yan said apologetically, "My uncle really hates being imitated, so after using this ointment, he will smell other people's writing and ink, and it will smell bad."
This seems to be something caused by Wu Chao's fiery temper.
Now, everyone believes 70% to 80%.
After all, everyone witnessed what Wu Yan did.
Lin Mengya opened the letter that Wu Yi recognized in front of everyone.
Sure enough, what was inside was the letter she found.
She raised her hand and showed it to everyone.
"Have you all seen clearly now? That so-called suicide note is indeed a forgery."
Some people nodded, while others also raised their own questions.
"Although it is confirmed that the ink in this suicide note may not be what Senior Wu is used to. However, after losing the will to live, how can a person care about these things? In my opinion, it is better to wait until Senior Wu wakes up.
Let’s make a decision.”
This statement also represents the opinions of many people.
Wu Chao had a higher seniority, so they had to act cautiously.