Chapter 11: The Dead

The next day, inside the mansion of the Qian Mansion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone gathered in the lobby, and Mrs. Qian sat on it, looking tired and her eyes were blue, looking at the frightened looks of the servants in the room, and closed her eyes weakly.

Overnight, she changed her mind.

She was originally a crisp character, and she never believed in any ghosts and gods in the world.

Even if everyone in the world advocates magic, the first emperor raised a lot of warlocks in the palace and refined the elixir for him. She still didn't believe that if the elixir was useful, how could the first emperor die.

But now she has believed, and there really is. Although she still couldn't explain it to herself, she believed it.

She tightened her sleeves, saw the housekeeper and Yan Tingsi striding in, and hurriedly stood up.

"How?"

"I searched all the courtyards and rooms, and there was nothing suspicious. Gao Zhangsi took someone to the back mountain to check, and he should be back soon. ”

As he was talking, the high master came in from outside, arched his hand and said, "The person has been found, and he is dead." ”

Mrs. Qian trembled slightly, and someone in the faint hall couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

"Where?"

"What was found on the mountainside of the back mountain has now been carried to the yard."

Gao Zhangsi is a tall man in his forties, with a cold face, he has been in Yan Tingsi for nearly 20 years, he has investigated many cases, and he has encountered all kinds of strange things, but he can't explain what happened in this Qian Mansion.

The same situation occurred in the Qian Mansion many years ago, when he was just an ordinary investigator in Yan Tingsi, and he followed the previous director to handle the case, and the results found at that time were nothing.

Unexpectedly, after many years, such a strange thing happened again, thinking of the appearance of those dead, he couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp.

Mrs. Qian was helped by her mother-in-law to walk step by step to the courtyard, and saw two straw mats placed in the middle of the courtyard, covered with white cloth.

Commanding to lift the white cloth, Gao Zhangsi hesitated for a moment, "Madame, it's better not to look at it." ”

The servants in the courtyard trembled, and Mrs. Qian made up her mind, "Open it." ”

As soon as the two Yan Tingsi people lifted the white cloth, Mrs. Qian couldn't help but close her eyes, and some people in the courtyard even began to vomit.

I saw that one of the corpses was shriveled up, like an old man in his eighties and nineties, his skin and flesh were wrinkled, and his eyes burst out of his sockets, like a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

The other corpse was not sucked blood, but the upper body was ****, the chest cavity was full of blood holes, and the flesh was turned out, like tofu drilled by loaches, which had begun to rot due to the hot weather, and the pus and blood were greasy together.

Gao Zhangsi frowned and waved his hand to cover the white cloth, "Madam, our people have carefully checked and found no traces. And, look at the modus operandi...... Not man-made. ”

The crying grew louder in the courtyard, and terror enveloped the crowd.

Didn't you do it? What is that? Monster? Ghosts?

Looking at the pale Mrs. Qian, Gao Zhangsi was a little unbearable, but thinking about the strangeness in this, it was not something that Yan Tingsi could manage.

Although Yan Tingsi is the highest investigation agency in Great Xia, it can only investigate people's cases, not ghost cases.

"Madame, let's go and ask for a master magician...... Although Gao doesn't often encounter this kind of thing, he has heard a lot of it, and he invited those people to solve it. ”

Seeing that Mrs. Qian didn't speak, she said, "I heard that there are also many high-ranking people in Donghua City, and it is easy to invite." ”

Mrs. Qian finally reacted, and coughed again as soon as she opened her mouth, and stopped for a while, "Fortunately, Gao is in charge." ”

Gao Zhangsi shook his head, "If Mrs. needs it, Gao can help Mrs. find someone from above, and she can invite someone over without tonight." ”

Mrs. Qian nodded, "In this way, it will be troublesome for Gao Zhangsi." ”

The two were polite again, and Yan Tingsi's people left.

After pacifying everyone and ordering someone to take care of the deceased's funeral, Mrs. Qian went back to her room to rest.

Lying on the bed after soaking in the medicinal bath, I only felt like a numb heart.

Thinking about the people who have been dying in the past two days, and thinking of the same situation many years ago, I can't help but shudder.

Suddenly, the appearance of a quiet girl appeared in front of her, and thinking of her meaningful words, she hurriedly turned over the pillow and touched the sachet that she had casually stuffed in, and when she opened it, her eyes widened in shock.

He paused for a long breath and took a long breath.

Mrs. Qian felt like she had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly got up and ordered the people to prepare the carriages and horses, tidy up a little, and carry a few slaves to the Miaoshou Medical Hall.

The sun had set in the western mountains, and the night was near.

In the courtyard of the deep house, in a dimly lit room.

A woman sat at the table, holding a flower seedling tightly in her hand, her face contorted, and she spoke viciously in a suppressed voice, "Stupid thing! ”