Black Flame also gave her a blank look: "Cut, really think you are the master of Your Highness?" Hmph! If Your Highness hadn't been sealed by you, Your Highness would have eaten you in one bite right now! Hmph!" Black Flame also flicked his tail, also arrogant and wild.

"I can hear it~~~" Suddenly, Lianyou's voice came from behind Black Flame, "Who still wants to warm my bed~~~~"

When he landed, Black Flame's whole body stiffened in the mist, his eyes straightened, and his mouth opened and stammered, as if frozen in air. Slowly, his smoky figure dissipated faintly as the sunlight broke through the morning mist.

At the door of the Nine Gates, the silence of the past was restored again, with only two white lights, swaying gently in the faint white mist.

Fu Mingsu and Yi Jixuan looked at the bones in the courtyard, and Fu Mingsu was not only surprised, but also a little more puzzled. This is Huang Ye's old house, how could a painter be associated with the murder?

Who is this skeleton? Could it be a member of Huang Ye's family? Among the dignitaries and nobles, it is common for domestic slaves to be killed. The family members of the deceased generally do not complain, one is afraid of the nobility, and the other is that many nobles will also use money to send away.

The courtyard was full of people from the family and Fu Mingrui, Fu Mingrui looked at the skeleton deeply, and Wu Guang was conducting the first examination.

Wu Guang carefully examined the bones and reported to Fu Mingrui: "My lord, there are cracks in the bones of the bones, and they should have hit a hard object before they died. ”

Fu Mingrui nodded, her expression solemn. This kind of crack can be broken out as long as you fall to the ground. Therefore, this skeleton does not mean that he killed it.

Wu Guang continued to examine: "According to the skeleton of the bones, it can be judged that the deceased was a man, less than eight feet tall before his death, with slender and well-proportioned finger bones, literati, looking at the color and density of the bones, it can be seen that the deceased was a young man between thirty-five and forty years old. ”

Yi Jixuan listened to it and gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing, you can see so much from a pair of bones!"

"My lord, the initial inspection is completed, and the details need to be sent back to the eight doors for Yang Cheng to carefully inspect. Wu Guang bowed and stepped aside.

Fu Mingrui nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and looked at Fu Mingsu: "Big brother, how old was that Huangshan Daoist when he disappeared?" In the whole haunted incident, there was one person who had to make Fu Mingrui care, and that was Huang Ye, who mysteriously disappeared back then. As a former atheist, Fu Mingrui's first reaction to the mysterious disappearance of a person was that the person was likely to be killed.

Even if Fu Mingrui now knows that there are all kinds of mysterious things in this world, even if there is a resentful spirit, then he will be killed and die. As Lian Youyou said, he is in charge of the affairs of the yang world, and he can't rely on the slightest god and Buddha.

Therefore, the puzzle of the skeleton in front of him still has to be solved by Fu Mingrui.

After listening to Wu Guang's analysis, and because Fu Mingrui suddenly asked Huang Ye's age when he disappeared, Fu Mingsu began to be suspicious in his heart. Could it be that his second brother suspected that this skeleton belonged to that Huang Ye?

If it was Huang Ye, why was he thrown in a dry well?

It is impossible for Huang Ye's family not to know about dumping filth in a dry well, unless...... This was allowed by Huang Ye's family.

"Shhh...... I think the case is getting more and more interesting. Yi Jixuan analyzed with interest, "If this skeleton is really Huang Ye's, you said that such a famous painter died, why didn't their family report it to the official?

Fu Mingsu also pondered deeply: "At that time, because of his disappearance with mythological colors, the price of his paintings suddenly increased several times, and now it is also worth thousands of gold." "When it comes to selling paintings, Fu Mingsu is an authority.

Yi Jixuan raised his eyebrows: "Is it just to cover up the truth of Huang Ye's death just to raise the price of the painting? Tsk, besides, as long as the painter died, the price of his painting would have increased, how could their family let him die in vain?"

"Unless the truth about Huang Ye's death, his family knows. Fu Mingshu's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Even, participated." ”

Yi Jixuan pouted and nodded: "No one can guess what happened in the past, look at his injury, could it be that he hit the wall and died when he was fighting with his wife, hahahaha——"

Yi Jixuan's laughter made everyone think.

This past is really unpredictable.

When Fu Mingrui first entered the eight doors, he handled an unbelievable case. The deceased in that case fell into a puddle and drowned himself!

Everything on the scene is incredible. First of all, the puddle was on the ground, and it was really only the size of a face, and the deceased could hold it up and drown in such a small puddle, which the family of course thought was murder.

As a result, when the body was examined, it turned out that the deceased was suddenly dizzy while walking, and when he fell forward, he was so inch, his face was buried in that puddle, and he was drowned alive.

Since then, Fu Mingrui has put a question mark on the truth she sees in front of her. Because what you see may not be true.

Therefore, the pile of bones in front of him has been buried under the dung for nearly fifty years, and what happened in the past, perhaps the descendants of Huang Ye, who are still alive now, may not be able to say clearly.

However, with the bones, it is possible to arrest people.

Fu Mingrui looked at Chen Lidao and Chen Chu deeply, and ordered in a deep voice: "Arrest people!"

"Yes!" Chen Lidao and Chen Chu immediately waved their hands and led people to arrest people!

"Ming Rui, what should you do if you arrest people like this, and others don't recognize you?" Yi Jixuan asked worriedly, "There are so many people in this house, the Huang family can be said to have been killed by others." ”

Fu Mingrui smiled confidently, and before he could speak, Fu Mingsu had already smiled and said: "Uncle, how long this corpse has been buried, it can be seen, the work of the eight doors is amazing." Moreover, more clues can be found in the dry well to prove that the bones are from 50 years ago, and 50 years ago, when the Huang family lived here. So, you can rest assured. ”

Yi Ji Xuan's eyes were full of admiration: "It is worthy of being the most powerful yamen in the Qianchao!"

Fu Mingrui looked around: "And this house has always been haunted, and all the people who want to move in have been driven away, perhaps, some clues have been preserved." ”

Everyone nodded one after another, the other party was haunted to make people not live in, but because no one lived in, the house was kept empty, but some evidence and clues were preserved.

"Let's clean up and go back to the eight doors!" Fu Mingrui gave an order, and everyone began to clean up.

In the busy figure, a wisp of wind slowly drifted past everyone, and the invisible black shadow was like smoke and fog, and it flew around everyone and flew towards the eaves above Fu Mingrui behind them.

Black Flame was lying on his stomach on the eaves, his mind turning, and he blinked, revealing a depressed expression.