Li Miao committed suicide by wearing cinnabar, severe mercury poisoning, and most of the vomit was not blood, but red cinnabar with mucus.

A jar of dark red cinnabar was placed in his house, which was originally a common prop used in rituals, and it was said that a small amount of it was also used to calm the nerves.

But the amount Li Miaozhu took was no longer a matter of a few grams, but three or five taels, so it was no wonder that he died without poison.

What is surprising is that Li Miaozhu was red after his death, as if he had been burned by some legendary fire, which made the onlookers shudder.

Li Yiting carefully checked the third uncle's corpse stiffness, and the time of death was obviously more than ten hours, and roughly calculated, I am afraid that he had already taken poison last night.

He looked inside the room again, and found no obvious signs of fighting, and it was very neat, or more precisely, simple: a bed, a table, a chair, and nothing else.

Of course, it was already very difficult to determine whether outsiders had entered, and the villagers rushed in and destroyed the initial scene.

In order to follow the basic principle of judicial recusal, and because his identity is only a junior, Li Yiting's opinion is to immediately report the case to the local police, but he did not expect this proposal to attract unanimous opposition from the villagers, and even the uncle and father did not clearly express their support.

Everyone first took a piece of idle red in the temple and covered it with Li Miaozhu, the scene was deadly silent, no one dared to speak out again, occasionally someone whispered a few words, but what was passed on was the information of the gods' anger and death by the fire of the sky, chatting to explain the vision of the corpse and overcome the fear.

In their opinion, it is disrespectful to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Li Miao wishes that this is a curse!

But many people also understand that if the Li family is really investigated, it can be said that the villagers forced people to death!

No one wants to come out to take this responsibility, Zhang Kun, the old gambler who shouted the most yesterday, wanted to pull out his legs, but was blocked by Chen Tianyu sideways. Zhang Kun was not too flustered, the matter of spitting and drowning people, spitting Xingzi was not responsible.

Therefore, after Zhang Kun glanced at Chen Tianyu with resentment, he finally retreated in cringe and secretly joined the camp of the "divine wrath".

Li Qisi's face was gloomy, and he stood next to him and smoked with several old people in Luoshui Village, and the house was filled with smoke.

Li Yiting quietly pulled his father to the corner and asked in a low voice, "Dad, didn't you say that you had already talked to the third uncle yesterday?"

Li Qihuai said dejectedly: "Isn't it...... The third person is sometimes stubborn, talking about good things, and changing the hexagram when he says it......"

Li Yiting was puzzled: "If it's just an ordinary thing, it's a joke with your own life...... Third Uncle isn't so confused, right?"

Li Qihuai sighed helplessly: "Who knows." ”

"I think things are still a little strange, why don't you let the uncle call the police......" Li Yiting proposed.

"I'll ask, after all, you used to do this, and my eldest brother might be able to agree. Li Qihuai didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he had to lead his son to find Li Qisi, and suddenly turned around and added, "The affairs of the village, if you can, don't mix." ”。

Li Yiting nodded knowingly.

Li Qisi was still silent, and an old man in Luoshui Village finally couldn't hold it back, and said tremblingly: "Brother Qisi, look at this matter?......"

There was no response, and an old man next to him said: "I heard that if you go to the Public Security Bureau in this case, you have to cut it up and check it, and you will not be able to leave the whole ......corpse at that time."

The old man on the side echoed his head, and the old man who spoke first said hurriedly: "Brother Qisi, no matter what, Qiwen can't be saved, so you can send a message......

Li Qisi glared angrily, and finally spoke: "Things definitely can't be settled like this!" But our Li family is not an unreasonable person, Qiwen lost the Bodhisattva by dereliction of duty, and the reason is the first, and everyone should blame him...... But then again, if the Bodhisattva loses it for no reason, someone must be making a ghost in the middle, and we must not spare these despicable villains!"

"That's that......," agreed the old men.

"But Brother Qisi, where are you going to find the person who stole this Bodhisattva? You said that now you have lost your life...... No one can say if there is a thief......" The meaning of his words is quite a bit of Li Miao's self-stealing.

Li Qihuai, who had just come over, was furious when he heard it: "What you said bastard! Stealing is stealing, if you don't catch the thief, do you still plan to slander my third brother?"

Li Qisi waved his hand to stop his continued words, and said coldly: "The third child can't think about it, it's his own doing, but those who steal things, don't expect to get out of the way." ”

"Big brother, what do you mean?" Li Qihuai didn't understand.

"Let the Public Security Bureau find out the person who stole Guanyin, pay for one life, and give justice to the document. Li Qisi was categorical.

Another old man muttered, "We have lived most of our lives...... It doesn't seem like it's artificial......"

Li Qisi said sharply: "Whether it's a curse or a man-made disaster, it's impossible for our Li family to stop here!"

The people were silent and did not dare to speak any more.

Li Qisi turned his head to Li Qihuai and said, "Second brother, you send some people to the ancestral house to get the coffin and bury the third child." ”

Li Yiting wanted to speak and stopped, he looked at Chen Tianyu and said as if asking for help: "Fourth brother, look ......"

Chen Tianyu said calmly: "Follow the customs of the locals, and do what the uncle says." ”

Li Yiting no longer insisted when he heard this, suspicion was suspicion, and everything could only be done in accordance with the unique death handling process in the countryside, and several brothers of the Li family transported Li Qiwen back to the village to enter the coffin, and set up a mourning hall outdoors (Li Miaozhu died of poisoning, which was a horizontal death, and the coffin could not enter the hall).

After the aftermath was arranged, Li Qihuai called Li Qiwen's adopted son Li Futang.

Li Yiting couldn't intervene, so he could only watch dryly, with mixed feelings in his heart. Chen Tianyu gently patted Yiting's shoulder and motioned for him to wait and see what happened.