Wang's hometown did not have daily medicines, so Ye Ziluo went to a small pharmacy on Kongban Street to buy bottles of daily wound medicine and gauze, and Zeng Pin Zhengze had prepared a basin of water early. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After helping Wang Lao to sit down in the upper chair again, Yin Seventeen did not protend to others, and personally cleaned the wounds on Wang Lao's hands.

In the hall, although Wang Lao has sprinkled and cleaned every day, it is not dirty, but in the end, it is a house built of rough and shoddy mud, and the palm meat under Wang Lao's right palm near the tail finger is completely blurred, and there is a lot of fine sand and dirt in it.

Yin Qiqi wrung out the muslin cloth that he had bought to let the leaves fall, and carefully cleaned out all the dirt in the palm meat for Wang Lao, and there were still small sawdust inside, which were inserted into Wang Lao's palm meat in strips.

As soon as she pulled it out, the bloodshot also came out.

The muslin cloth carefully wiped the filthy and oozing wounds, and the water was changed again, and the entire palm of Wang Lao's right hand was cleaned.

After all, it was because of her deliberate anger that Wang Lao was so angry that he hurt himself like this.

Yin Seventeen finished wiping the wound on Wang Lao's right hand, tears of guilt were contained in his eyes, and he gently continued to smear Wang Lao with disinfectant and bruising medicine.

Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng each stood aside, looking at such Yin Seventeen, and then at Wang Lao, who had a sad face, obviously not yet recovered from the last question of Yin Seventeen.

Seeing this situation, the two of them didn't know what to say, and they continued to stand silently.

After a while, Wang Lao's wounds were cleaned and medicated.

Yin Qiqi sat aside and watched her medicine and bandage Wang Lao's right hand, without moving or saying a word.

The leaves fell and collected the wound medicine, gauze, muslin, scissors, etc., and Zeng Pin Zhengzheng went to pour the water stained with blood and filth.

After packing up everything, the three of them sat around Wang Lao.

Yin Seventeen didn't speak again, she felt that she had said enough.

If Elder Wang is still unwilling to speak, then what she says will probably be in vain.

This is a waste of time, she might as well think of another way, another way to cut out from elsewhere, she doesn't believe that she can't find the gap.

But in the end, it is best for Wang Lao to be willing to speak, which is the simplest and most labor-saving diameter.

raised his eyes and looked at Wang Lao twice, Wang Lao was still the same, stunned, a pair of old eyes were full of confusion, and there was sadness and confusion on his face.

Wang Erzhu's confession at the end is indeed a difficult mystery to solve.

It can be seen that Wang Lao looks like this, her heart is sinking little by little, and it seems that Wang Lao doesn't know the reason.

After sitting quietly for more than a quarter of an hour, Yin Seventeen slowly got up, glanced at Wang Lao, and said to Zeng Pinzheng when he saw her get up and look up at her at the same time:

"Let's go!"

Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng didn't say anything, and quickly got up and walked out of the hall with Yin Seventeen.

When he arrived at the courtyard courtyard, Zeng Pin was looking back into the hall, Wang Lao was still sitting like that, without change, he turned back and said:

"Brother Seventeen, really don't ask?"

"I don't ask, but I have to let Wang Lao slow down, after all, human life is a matter of heaven, and it is about his own biological son, Wang Lao always has to think about it." Yin Seventeen took the lead and walked towards the coffin shop in front, and as soon as she passed the side door, she stopped.

The two people behind also stopped, and Ye Ziluo followed Yin Seventeen's gaze and landed on the coffin board against the innermost wall of the pavement:

"What's wrong?"

Yin Qiqi approached the coffin and stretched out her hand to lift the coffin board, the entire coffin was made of cypress, it was very heavy, and she couldn't lift the top coffin board with both hands:

"In addition to craftsmanship, it takes more strength to make coffins, but Wang Lao lives alone, these coffins are really made by Wang Lao alone?"

Yin Seventeen's face was full of doubts, and when Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng heard it, they were also strange.

Zeng Pinzheng said: "I haven't heard that Wang Lao has accepted apprentices...... We'll have to ask! ”

Ye Ziluo said: "Next door is the incense candle shop, I don't know if Boss Jiang is back, but the incense candle shop guy is still looking at the store, we can ask the guy first." ”

Yin Seventeen nodded.

When the three of them arrived at the incense and candle shop next door, only the guy invited by Jiang Xiangliu was watching the store alone, and he was sleeping boringly, when he suddenly saw the three of them enter the store, and thought they were guests, so they greeted him very warmly.

When Yin Seventeen explained the situation, the guy's face was a little strange, he looked in the direction of the coffin shop next door, shook his head and said:

"Three sons, I have never heard of Wang Lao and accepted apprentices, but when the son asked if those coffins were made by Wang Lao, they must not be!"

What the?

No?

Yin Seventeen hurriedly asked why, and the guy was also happy, beckoned the three of them to sit down in the incense and candle shop, and said slowly.

Wang Lao is already an old man, and the skill of making coffins is still there, and he may have lost that strength for a long time.

But Wang Lao has a strong temper, and his neighbors persuade him to adopt an adopted son, so that he can inherit his craftsmanship and not lose it, and when he is dying, there is also someone who sends him to the end of the earth, and every year during the Qingming Festival, there are people who go to his grave with three pillars of incense, but he just doesn't listen.

And when it comes to the coffin in the coffin shop, the guy is also half-puzzled, saying that he has heard of it, but if it is not true, he does not dare to guarantee it.

I heard that there is such a person, who is very good friends with Wang Lao, who is it, some people say that it is a man with a bearded face, some people say that it is a boy with fine skin and tender flesh, and some people say that the person looks very much like Wang Erzhu, but no one can say how it is.

After all, it's just a matter of hearing.

Yin Seventeen asked, "No one has ever seen that person?" ”

The guy shook his head: "No! We haven't even seen one of us living next door! ”

Yin Qiqi asked again: "Then every time the coffin is sold, a new coffin must be replenished, and the person who sent the newly made coffin is not seen?" ”

Speaking of this, the man was even more depressed, thinking that he was still holding his hands and rubbing his goosebumpy arm twice, he said with palpitations:

"This ...... I really haven't seen it! ”

Because every time a newly made coffin arrives, the cart carrying the coffin always arrives around the hour, and the whole street is quiet in the dead of night, and the shops on both sides close early, who will pay attention to such a person?

And then there are curious ones, such as Jiang Xiangliu and his buddy.

The guy said that once, he and Jiang Xiangliu really wanted to see who that person was, but at the end of the hour, the legendary board car appeared, and the two of them avoided the incense and candle shop and opened a small crack through the door to look out.

The cart creaked and creaked along the streets.

On the cart was a brand new coffin, it looked very heavy, it seemed to be pine, the moon was not very round that night, the light was not very bright, the two of them were far away, and no one could see the face of the person pushing the cart away.

Wait until you get closer......

At this point, the man stopped.

Yin Seventeen, Ye Ziluo, and Zeng Pinzheng couldn't help but hold their breath, the guy said in a rhythmic manner, especially looking at the guy's face, he must have seen something bad.

The guy rubbed his somewhat cold arm twice, and continued a little puzzled:

"When we got closer, the man suddenly looked at us with the light on his back!"

At that time, Jiang Xiangliu and his buddies were frightened, and they reacted subconsciously, so they closed the door panel tightly, and there was no half of the small crack left!

And then...... And then it was gone.

Zeng Pinzheng hated iron a little: "Why are you so timid!" Just one look at it scares you so much that you don't even dare to look at it! ”

Typical thief with a weak heart!

Yin Seventeen rolled his eyes helplessly, he was really deflated at a critical moment, and it was useless.

Ye Ziluo was the calmest of the three, but he was also a little speechless in his heart for Jiang Xiangliu and his buddy being so timid.

was voiced by the three people in front of him, and the voiceless did not speak, and he was despised openly and secretly, and the guy was very angry:

"You don't know! I don't know! Is that a pair of human eyes? Can it be? ”

Blood is red, red as blood, like a demon who has just crawled out of hell!

Yin Seventeen frowned: "Red eyes? ”

The guy immediately corrected: "Bloody eyes! ”

Yin Seventeen didn't answer, and he didn't even look at the guy.

Zeng Pinzheng said: "If it is really a bloody eye, then that person has either just been gouged out and blinded, or you have seen the hell!" ”

Ye Ziluo knew that Zeng Pinzheng didn't believe that the guy said that it was a bloody word, and he didn't believe it either.

It can be seen that the guy was really trembling by Zeng Pinzheng's words, and Ye Ziluo said that this guy was really cowardly as a mouse, and said with relief:

"Don't be afraid, Pinzheng is just casual talk......"

"Nope! This little boy is right! That's the ghost! Evil spirits! Unexpectedly, the guy agreed with Zeng Pinzheng's words and agreed loudly.

Thinking of the other side again, the man then said in horror:

"My boss and I saw it...... See! We all say it's a demon! Maybe Wang Erzhu has turned into a demon and returned! ”

It's just that the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, and the more you talk about it, the more you have to do with ghosts and gods.

I couldn't ask anything else from the guy's mouth, because when Jiang Xiangliu and the guy slowly calmed down, the two of them didn't dare to open the shop door and look through the crack in the door again, they were afraid that as soon as they opened the shop door, they would immediately meet the pair of blood-red ghost eyes!

Out of the incense and candle shop, Zeng Pin was looking at the closed door of the coffin shop:

"Why don't we go in and ask again? Whether there is an apprentice or not, in fact, Wang Lao himself knows best. ”

Ye Ziluo said: "That's right, but Wang Lao's situation, you didn't see it, let's go in again and ask, can Wang Lao say?" I'm afraid this will not be fully restored! ”

Zeng Pinzheng felt that Ye Ziluo's words were also reasonable, and gradually stopped mentioning re-entering Wang's hometown to ask clearly.

Neither of them heard Yin Seventeen's voice, and felt a little strange, Qi Qi looked at Yin Seventeen, but saw her squatting in the middle of the coffin shop and the incense and candle shop, staring at a red dot on the ground carefully.

Yin Seventeen wanted to put her whole face on the ground and smell it, but in the end, she didn't, and it was too indecent to fall down and smell it, she stretched out her finger and dipped it on the red dot.

As she expected, it was dry.

Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng also squatted down, squatting with Yin Seventeen around the red dot in the middle.

The red dot is inconspicuous and on the ground beneath your feet, making it easy to ignore.

If it hadn't been discovered by Yin Seventeen, Ye Ziluo and Zeng Pinzheng would never have thought that there was such a strange red dot on the ground.

Ye Ziluo took a look, also stretched out his finger and dipped it, and then fixed his eyes and judged carefully:

"It seems to be...... Blood! ”

Yin Seventeen nodded: "It's dried blood!" ”

Zeng Pinzheng didn't stretch out his fingers to dip the red spots like Yin Seventeen and Ye Ziluo, just looking at the color and the sensitive places that appeared, his first instinct was that it should be blood:

"It's supposed to be blood, but why is it in the middle of the incense candle shop and the coffin shop? And when did it appear? When the first black bag of broken corpses was found before, they didn't mention this point, so it can be seen that there was no such blood spot before! ”

Yin Seventeen Dao: "The blood is very fresh and the color is very positive, it should have appeared with the head of the female deceased, and based on this situation, it shows that the murderer who put Jiang Fuyao's head under the bed in Wang Erzhu's bedroom...... With wounds! ”

Ye Ziluo was shocked: "This blood is the murderer's? ”

"It's very possible, but it should be a slight injury, this blood spot is also accidentally dripped by the murderer, and I don't know it at all, otherwise the murderer will be simply vicious, and the murderer will not leave such a blood spot for us to touch!" Yin Seventeen stood up and walked towards the street where the middle line between the incense and candle shop and the coffin shop extended.

She looked around, trying to find some clues.

Unfortunately, nothing else was found except for that one blood spot.

Ye Ziluo Huiwu, injury is inevitable, he has a little understanding of the amount of blood flowing out of the wound, looking at the blood spot, he completely agrees with Yin Seventeen's statement:

"Blood spots in such a range are indeed only minor injuries, just like ...... It's like a drop of blood that has been pricked by a small sharp weapon like scissors. ”

Zeng Pinzheng didn't study the blood spots, he was thinking about dripping such blood drops, where would the murderer be most likely to be injured?

Yin Seventeen was also thinking about this problem, but she thought faster than Zeng Pinzheng, avoiding two passers-by, she walked back to the middle line of the two shops:

"The wine jar with the head was not stained with blood, not at all, and the wine jar needed to be held with both hands, which means that the murderer's hands were not injured."

Zeng Pin said: "The murderer can be erased completely...... It's not right, in this way, the murderer will completely suspect that there is blood everywhere, so he will go back carefully to find it, then this blood spot is likely to no longer exist! ”

Yin Seventeen nodded: "That's right, so the injury is not in the hand!" ”

As for the rest of the murderer's body, because of the robe, she felt that it was unlikely to be in the body, so that even if there was an injury, it would only be stained on the robe, not dripping.

Once it reaches the level of dripping, it will not be just a small injury, and it is impossible for the murderer not to know it, let alone carelessly, so that the blood drips on the ground without knowing it.

Ye Ziluo continued: "So it can only be a place where the body is exposed...... The hand, just ruled out, then only the part above the neck remains......"

Thinking of this, Ye Ziluo suddenly thought of the person described by the guy, with a pair of blood-red eyes!

But from the point of view of time, it does not correspond at all.

What's more, when the eye is first gouged out, it will bleed and drip down, but once it has been a long time, it will not flow again, but will be completely blind.

Yin Seventeen and Zeng Pinzheng didn't know that Ye Ziluo thought of the person who pushed the coffin cart in the night, and both of them were contemplating the area above the neck, where was the most likely to bleed, but it was the easiest to ignore.

→_→ Holy Egg Hapi ~ (To be continued.) )