Lin Mengya immediately stabbed three more needles on her head.

Ruan Ying's confused eyes were finally a little sober.

But his face was like paper, just like a frightened look.

"I, I'm still alive?"

Lin Mengya held her hand and checked her pulse.

"No matter what you saw just now, you were dreaming. It's all right now. Don't be afraid."

Ruan Ying was relieved to hear that it was a dream.

She patted her chest and couldn't help sighing.

"It's just a dream, but it's too true. I thought I was going to die soon."

Lin Mengya's eyes flashed.

Just now, she didn't say everything.

Ruan Ying did experience a cruel dream, but if she really died in her dream, she would be more or less ill in real life.

This dream killing technique is very secret, but it is not completely strange to her.

"Take something first, Bai Su, and go with me to prepare some calming medicine."

Ruan Ying didn't doubt her words, but nodded awkwardly and accepted her kindness.

Lin Mengya returns to her room with Bai su.

She had a ready-made tranquilizer in her hand. She called Bai Su to inquire about Ruan Ying.

"Did she have anything unusual before? Who did she see? Did she eat anything special?"

After thinking about it carefully, Bai Su said, "according to your order, we didn't let any strangers in. One of her cousins came to visit. They just said a few words and left, but their voice was very low at that time. I didn't hear what they were talking about."

Is it the boy who agitated everyone and tried to pour dirty water on long Tianyu?

Lin Mengya thought he was suspicious.

"And then?"

"Then he left. I remembered. When Ruan Ying was going to sleep at first, she said something to herself. She said something like 'she's going to sleep, it's the will of the dream God'. I thought with Cairu that this was a special belief in her family. Now it seems that I'm afraid this is a sign that those people are going to harm her."

Dream God?

What God is this? She hasn't heard of it.

But the urgent task now is to find out about martial uncle's killing song Da first.

After giving Bai Su the medicine and telling them how to prevent similar things, she arrived in the cabin where the teacher and martial uncle were.

It's quiet inside. It doesn't look like someone.

She knocked on the door gently, but no one answered.

"Teacher, uncle, are you there?"

After repeated, she was sure that there was no one in it.

Strange.

Where can people go now?

Speaking of it, both teachers and martial uncle are poison maniacs. They are not very sensitive to interpersonal communication.

This leads to their reputation, but in fact, they have few close people.

Even if you want to relax, you won't visit other people's rooms.

Did you go outside?

As soon as she got on the deck, she heard a "poop" from the stern.

Did something fall into the water?

She hurried over, but saw the martial uncle who said he wanted to think about it, sitting on the side of the ship with his eyes closed.

"Martial uncle!"

She hurried over, but saw martial uncle tightly covering his abdomen, which was already red with blood

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"Come on! Come on!"

She shouted loudly and soon attracted many people to help.

The big guy carried Wu Chiu into the cabin with all his hands. At the moment, Bai Lirui rubbed his eyes and opened the door.

"What's the noise... Younger martial brother! Why are you hurt! Come on, help me inside!"

Martial uncle was sent to bed. She and the teacher looked dignified, but they cooperated very tacitly.

The wound is on the lower abdomen, and it seems that it was hurt by a sharp weapon. The wound is very deep.

Fortunately, she took the secret medicine with her. Otherwise, martial uncle's life would be in danger.

After dealing with the wound cleanly, prying open the teeth and feeding some medicine, the situation finally stabilized.

Lin Mengya breathed a sigh of relief, but outside, there was a new situation.

"Someone found the suicide note of martial Uncle Wu!"

Suddenly, the crowd was attracted again.

She felt a little uneasy, especially after the suicide note was opened.

"It says that martial Uncle Wu was upset and regretful because he killed senior brother song. That's why he cut himself!"

A stone stirred thousands of waves and the crowd was in an uproar.

The teacher's face sank instantly. She just wanted to get angry, but she stopped it.

"You'd better not believe this unconfirmed thing first. Can I have a look at this suicide note?"

In full view of the public, everyone knows that she can't cheat.

Later, the bloody suicide note was sent to her hand.

When you open it, the content is true, and the handwriting is very similar to that of martial uncle.

After she sniffed the paper gently, she immediately realized that the suicide note was false.

"This is a forged suicide note. If you don't believe it, you can confront the Wu family immediately."

"But Uncle Wu has a high status in the Wu family. How can they tell the truth?"

Everyone has such concerns.

After all, everyone knows that the younger generation of the Wu family worship Wu Tsui very much.

Lin Mengya folded the suicide note in half. After making sure that she could not see the handwriting inside, she said, "how about this? I found the martial uncle's ordinary calligraphy and put it in the envelope like this letter. Under the witness of the big guy, I asked the Wu family to choose it. Everyone thought it was fair?

If so, there are several credible letters.

Most of the people did not believe that Wu Tsui was the real murderer, so they soon prepared all this.

The Wu family, who had just learned the news, were also invited.

This time, the "young genius" of the Wu family returned to the Wu family in advance because his self-confidence was frustrated.

The person in charge of leading the team is a disciple Wu Yao who is about 30 years old.

And he is steady, but he has Wu Tsung's heart more than that genius.

Wu Ying's face was a little cautious and saluted her teacher first.

"I've seen you, martial Uncle Wu."

The teacher waved his hand and remained silent.

The latter nodded and saluted her.

"I've seen the palace master."

According to the seniority, she can only be regarded as his junior sister.

But Wu Yi was a cautious man, and dared not go beyond it in front of everyone.

"Elder martial brother Wu, please come here this time because you want to know which one in it is the letter of martial uncle."

Next to it, as like as two peas, the two envelopes, which were identical from the outside, were placed before him.

Wu Xianggang wanted to dismantle it, but was stopped.

"That's right." She tried to make her tone sound the same.

"One of these two letters is true and the other is false. And the contents are completely different. We really can't tell. So please come and see if there is any way. It's best to know whether they are true or false without looking at the contents."

When she finished, most people didn't think well of it.

Some radical people even spit out a breath directly from their nostrils to show their contempt for them.

Wu Ying seemed to understand something from Lin Mengya's words and nodded.

He picked up the envelope and went through it under his nose. Then he chose one of them without hesitation.

"Here is the letter of my ancestors. I promise my life that I will never be wrong."

No one knows what's in it. Before, in order to ensure fairness, several people changed the order.

Lin Mengya looked at the envelope in his palm.

"Can you promise?"

"Of course I can. You don't know. My martial uncle has a very special temper and character. At the beginning, a thief once pretended to be his notes, which almost led to great disaster. Since then, the price of a special powder will be adjusted in the ink of my ancestors. Only our Wu family can smell this powder. As for others, they need a little means."

He gave the letter he identified to the nearest person.

The man was just a bystander and had no friends with the Wu family.

"Please try it first to see what it tastes like."

The man was skeptical, but he took a deep breath carefully.

Then he shook his head and said, "there's no smell."

Wu pestilence revealed a small box from the small purse around his waist. When he opened the box, he saw that it was just some ointment.

"Please smell this first."

The bystanders immediately followed suit. After taking a sip of the smell inside, Wu epidemic continued: "this time, please smell it again."

The man lowered his head, but his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"There's really a special smell. You can try it!"

He immediately grabbed the man next to him.

But when the man took it, it was the same as before. There was no smell.

Wu Yi smelled as like as two peas in the little box, and the two were exactly the same.

Some people don't believe it. Let the two people smell another letter.

This time, they almost didn't vomit.

"Why is it so smelly!"

Wu pestilence said sorry: "my martial uncle really hates being counterfeited, so after using this ointment, smelling other people's pen and ink, he will feel smelly."

This seems to be something Wu Tsung did with his hot temper.

Now, people also believe 70% or 80%.

After all, the big guys witnessed what Wu epidemic did.

Lin Mengya opened the letter recognized by Wu pestilence in front of everyone.

Sure enough, it contained the one she found.

She raised her hand and showed it to the public.

"Everyone can see clearly now? That so-called suicide note is indeed a forgery."

Some nodded, while others raised their own questions.

"Although it is confirmed that the ink in this suicide note may not be used by elder Wu. However, people will worry about these things after they have no will to survive? In my opinion, we'd better wait until elder Wu wakes up."

These words also represent the views of many people.

Wu Tsung's seniority is high, so they have to be cautious.