Seeing that the scene was about to be uncontrollable, the senior brother with a sore head held his forehead, put his arm on Yun Xiaoyou's shoulder, stepped forward, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be impatient, this is actually a game laid out by the junior brother." ”

Hearing this, the drowsy disciple Bing paused, and looked at the senior brother with a dull look.

"A bureau under the cloth?"

Senior Brother nodded and responded to the disciple's question, "That's right, on that day, the mute little junior brother who escaped death was rescued, and they told Senior Brother that the mute little junior brother was mutilated by his fellow disciples, but the people spoke lightly, and there was no real evidence, so they absolutely faked their death, leading the disciple who was a thief to show his feet." ”

"I see."

A certain inner disciple suddenly realized: "So those disciples who suddenly disappeared hid because they were afraid of being punished by the senior brother. ”

"Clever, that's it, but then things went beyond Senior Brother Ben's expectations."

The elder brother sank his eyes, but decided to tell everything.

"Although, Senior Brother Zibing is back, but Senior Brother Raccoon is dead."

As soon as the words fell, the audience was silent.

I don't know how long it took, but a timid voice among the disciples asked, "That... What about Senior Brother Ziyi? Did something happen to him too? ”

Senior Brother looked directly at the green face, and was about to deny it, but Disciple C rushed out like crazy, hugged Senior Brother's legs and cried and shouted.

"Help, please help me, Zijia... Zijia came back to ask for his life, he killed someone, he killed me and Senior Brother Ziyi, save me..."

Shunhua looked at the crazy Zi Bing in front of him, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Why is this junior brother getting mader and mader day by day?

Yesterday, he said that disciple A was going to come back to take revenge on them, and today he said that Zijia killed him and Ziyi?

It's crazy enough.

Senior Brother gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Xiaoyou, and ordered, "Don't hurry up and help Senior Brother Ben pull him away." ”

"Senior brother is really good at calling people."

Although Yun Xiaoyou said this, his body was still very honest, and after three or five strokes, he carried the short disciple C on his shoulders and walked out.

Disciple C, who was being carried on his shoulder, still persevered and shouted to the disciples: "Disciple A is not dead, he is a water ghost!" The water ghost is coming back to ask for his life, and he's going to kill us all one by one—"

Everyone looked up, and the figures of the two disappeared around the corner in amazement.

*

At noon, Fu Mujian was helping Shun Hua to treat his throat, and the senior brother mysteriously called Yun Xiaoyou aside, not knowing what he was discussing.

"What? You asked me to check? Yun Xiaoyou exclaimed.

"Nature." Senior Brother said as a matter of course: "This senior brother needs to take care of the affairs of the door, and of course you have to let you, the second junior brother, do these things." ”

Xiao Thirteen was surprised, "Senior Brother Xiaoyou is the second senior brother?" ”

"Isn't it like?"

Yun Xiaoyou touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Not really." Little Thirteen shook his head.

Looking at the way he looks on weekdays, he didn't expect to have such a high rank in the sect.

The senior brother raised the folding fan, fanned it, and whispered in Yun Xiaoyou: "Look, you don't have a proper shape on weekdays, even the little junior brother looks down on you, and if you don't make some achievements, others won't know that you are the second senior brother of Baishimen." ”

Senior Brother's agitation method did not work very well for Yun Xiaoyou.

"But you asked Xiaoyou to find out the real murderer within seven days, isn't this to 'force me' to death?"

Yun Xiaoyou was angry.

"Also, seven days..."The senior brother thought for a while, and said solemnly: "It's too long, it has to be reduced to three days before it can be done, otherwise, the master will be dragged out of the customs." ”

"Fart, the master obviously has more than ten days to get out."

Yun Xiaoyou put his arm around the senior brother's shoulders and discussed, "Otherwise, you check, my second senior brother is responsible for taking care of the affairs of the door." ”

The senior brother raised his eyebrows disapprenously, "Really? ”

"Of course, when did your cute junior brother Xiaoyou lie to you?" Xiao You smiled with a 'sincere' face.

"Will you settle accounts?"

"No, it won't."

"Then can you supervise the disciples' morning exercises?"

"No, that's too offensive."

The senior brother couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed his hand away, "Then how do you take care of the affairs of the door?" ”

"I see that you are quite idle on weekdays, so when it is my turn, there are a bunch of chores." Senior Brother Xiaoyou muttered dissatisfiedly.

"What did you say?"

The senior brother's voice suddenly sank, and Yun Xiaoyou saw that he was really angry, and hurriedly coaxed: "Okay, good, seven days will be seven days." ”

Yun Xiaoyou held the back of his head with both hands, lay down on the bench, looked at the top of the beam, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to Fu Mujian, the person he focused on suspecting.

As long as substantial evidence is found to prove that it was Xiao Fu's junior brother's hand, because he has an obvious motive for committing the crime.

The ruthless senior brother wiped the long sword he carried with him and ruthlessly knocked over Xiaoyou's iron abacus.

"Where is seven days, it has been changed, you only have three days."

"Three days?!" Xiao You exclaimed, "It's not enough to look at a corpse. ”

The senior brother glanced at him, "Believe in yourself, as long as you don't walk around casually and find someone to brag and chat, the corpse will be able to read it soon." ”

Fu Mujian, who had just finished applying the needle, whispered to Shunhua: "This set of acupuncture methods, although it can forcibly reduce the swelling of the throat, will leave some sequelae. ”

Xiao Thirteen looked at Shunhua's expression and translated: "She asked what are the sequelae?" ”

"In the future, it is easy to have a sore throat, and you need to occasionally chew the human dancao to relieve the pain, but fortunately, the human dancao is everywhere and it is not difficult to find."

Shunhua leaned back, thinking, then won't she have to live a life of grazing in the future?

The woman took the grass slices handed by Fu Mujian and stuffed them into her mouth and chewed them, her throat was refreshed, and the cool air rushed from the tip of her nose to the top of her head, and Shunhua's whole person was happy, but the taste was a little strange and not very delicious.

"Brother Yan, you need to chew, but you can't chew too much, if you eat too much Dan grass, it's not good for your body." He whispered.

Yun Xiaoyou, who was full of sadness, walked over, put his arm on Fu Mujian's shoulder, and said in a mournful voice: "Eh, junior brother, what kind of Dancao are you, give this senior brother a piece too, senior brother is not human, he actually asked me to investigate the case-"

The senior brother who was settling the accounts made a plan, raised his head and said: "What you say, Senior Brother can hear it, go and check it quickly, and if you shout again, Senior Brother Ben will go and tell the disciples that you killed the person, and let the master go out of the customs and clean up the portal." ”

Yun Xiaoyou stared at him wordlessly, looked at him for a while, and said coldly: "Phew! ”

Then, under the urging of the senior brother's 'punches and kicks', he slipped out.

At this time, the senior brother came over mysteriously, looked at Shunhua, and his tone was kind and scary.

"Listening to the thirteenth junior brother, the dumb little junior brother seems to be very good at solving cases."

“......”

Shunhua smelled a hint of danger and shook his head violently.

"Well, since the junior brother is unwilling to make some small things for the sect... A small contribution, that's it. ”

Seeing that Shunhua was unmoved, the senior brother continued to flick his little thumb and emphasized: "It's just a little little... Don't you want to contribute? ”

Shunhua continued to shake his head.

The elder brother's face suddenly darkened, and he stretched out his finger and pointed forward.

"Then you go and check."

The surprised little thirteen couldn't help but ask, "Who?" ”

"Of course it's you, Junior Brother Thirteen."

Little Thirteen pointed at himself in surprise, "This king? ”

Great, as long as the truth is found out, he will be able to be majestic in front of Yue Xiaoxiao for once.

Senior Brother put his arm on his shoulder and enthusiastically encouraged: "Senior Brother believes that you, who are wise and brave, will definitely be able to find out the real culprit immediately." ”

"Then junior brother, let's catch up with Senior Brother Xiaoyou and look at the corpse together."

"Go ahead."

The scheming senior brother looked at Shun Hua and Fu Mujin like an old fox, and thought, the thirteenth junior brother is the prince, and he came with them, the little Fu junior brother and the dumb little junior brother must be the entourage of the prince, the prince wants to investigate the case, can they not help?

"Brother Yan, your throat will be fine in two days, remember to stop eating spicy food these days, you know?"

Shunhua nodded, pinched his cheek gently, and said with his lips: Got it, little fool.

Seeing this, the senior brother covered his heart, turned his back silently, and felt sorry for himself.

*

Yun Xiaoyou came to the north courtyard where the disciples' corpses were placed, looked at the corpses on the ground, and the memories hit his heart, as if their voices and smiles were still in front of him.

I felt it for a while, but I couldn't hold back it, and I almost cried.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyou, Senior Brother has sent Senior Brother to help you."

Xiao Thirteen squatted beside Yun Xiaoyou, looked at him with tears in his eyes, and comforted: "Senior brother, don't be too sad, people can't be resurrected after death." ”

"Who said Senior Brother Ben is crying?" Yun Xiaoyou said while wiping his eyes.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyou, there are no other living people here, don't worry about crying, others can't see it."

"Senior Brother Ben accidentally covered his eyes with the ginger slices he was about to take in his mouth."

Senior Brother Yun Xiaoyou sniffed and spread out his palm, revealing two or three pieces of ginger.

Xiao Thirteen felt like a fool who had just comforted himself.

"Let's get started." Yun Xiaoyou's expression suddenly became very serious.

Yun Xiaoyou came to disciple A, folded his hands and bowed, took off his disciple A's clothes, and said while inspecting:

"The skin is blue and purple, the body is curled, there are some pimples on the arms and back, and there are some blisters, it looks like I should freeze to death."

Xiao You turned his head, looked at Xiao Thirteen, and asked with a serious expression, "Have you written it down?" ”

Little Thirteen suddenly panicked.

"Does this king want to remember?"

"If you don't write it down, how can you check it, find a paper and write it down, and check it again tomorrow to see if there are any mistakes or omissions."

"Oh."

Xiao Thirteen picked up the pen and paper brought by Senior Brother Xiaoyou and began to write, Yun Xiaoyou glanced down at it.

"I didn't expect it, the little junior brother has such an awkward personality, but the handwriting is good."

"That is, this king's words were taught by my father himself."

Xiao Thirteen suddenly realized that Senior Brother Xiao You's hand on his shoulder had just touched a dead body.

Suddenly, his face fell.

There was a moment of murderous aura in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Let go of your dirty hands, have you washed your hands?" ”

Yun Xiaoyou raised his eyebrows, "Little junior brother is really exquisite, anyway, you will definitely take a bath when you go back, do you need to be so particular?" ”

Xiao Thirteen held a brush cap and poked Yun Xiaoyou's nose and pushed him away for a distance.

"What else?"

He said casually, and returned to the prince's style.

"Oh, it's not cute." Xiao You looked down and said suspiciously: "The corpse's arms and knees have bruises and purple bruises. ”

"Bruising bruises." Little Thirteen wrote while reading.

"It's weird."

Hearing this, Xiao Thirteen raised his head and asked, "What's strange?" ”

"These wounds, on the morning he was found frozen to death, were absent." Yun Xiaoyou said thoughtfully.

"Could it be that when you moved the corpse, you knocked it?"

Yun Xiaoyou shook his head, "Impossible, the bruises caused by a person's death will only show up in about seven days." ”

Little Thirteen's pen paused, and he looked at him in surprise.

"I didn't expect my brother to know a lot."

Yun Xiaoyou smiled, "It's not a secret, once the master helped the poor, and he helped too much, in order to save money, your senior brother worked in the yamen for a while." ”

Xiao Thirteen was shocked, and his face was full of words - Is Baishimen so poor?

Is the disciple so poor that he has to go out to work for a subsidy?

Senior Brother Xiaoyou was amused, and laughed and said, "Don't worry, Baishimen is not bold yet, let the prince go out to work and make money for the sect." ”

Xiao Thirteen watched him casually uncover the white cloth on the charred corpse, suddenly vomited and rushed out.