In the wild forest less than two miles outside Dongzi Town, a birch tree with straight branches reaching into the clouds, hanging a cloud of black things. Approaching the large tree, one can see the obvious black mark on the ground.

Shui Qingxiang recognized the mark, which was the mark after the human blood had dried up.

Each black mark is reflected on the thick trunk of the birch tree, the top one is bent is an arm, a tree trunk hangs down a human leg, and each thick trunk of the big tree has a part of the human stump hanging on it, the red and undried blood marks with the broken corpses full of branches, the picture is very terrifying.

Arms, thighs, torso...... It was finely divided, and then hung all over the branches as if participating in some kind of sacrifice, and even the internal organs were not spared.

On a branch hung a huge head, the head had a frightened face and a hideous expression, and must have suffered great shock and pain before death, and most people did not dare to look at this head after seeing it.

And Shui Qingxiang was obviously not in the ranks of ordinary people, staring at the dead man's head for a moment, and then recognized at a glance that the owner of the human head was the old bustard he had seen in the Qinglou yesterday.

Shui Qingxiang twisted her eyebrows and looked at the scene of the crime, feeling that this place was like a bloody cult sacrifice scene in her previous life.

The guards at the two gates next to him trembled and reported to Liu Yingyi 1510: "My lord, yesterday I was on an errand with Zhang Laogou, and it was cold in the second half of the night, so Zhang Laogou and I lit a bonfire on the city tower. Suddenly, I heard a burst of ghost screams from the forest, which frightened me, and I saw this scene at dawn, and hurried to the county government to report to the adults. ”

The young guard seemed to be frightened, and his face was still a little pale, and he pointed to a package next to him, "Originally, we didn't know who the dead person was, but there was a package under this tree, and when we opened it, we realized that it was the old bustard of Yichun Courtyard who died." Here is her identity document and gold and silver fine. ”

Liu Yingyi opened the package and saw that it was indeed the identity document of the old bustard, a thick stack of silver tickets, and a lot of jewelry, it seemed that the old bustard was planning to run away.

Yesterday I also wanted to find out some clues about the case from the bustard, but I didn't expect to startle the snake, and today I saw the body of the bustard, the murderer has not been caught in the previous two murders, and there is a third deceased, this case is really a headache.

Liu Yingyi looked back at the big tree full of broken limbs, and saw a person squatting on the ground without the slightest fear, leaning over as if to carefully examine something.

Liu Yingyi quietly walked to Shui Qingxiang's side and saw that she was picking up a handful of dirt on the ground, as if she was carefully studying something.

"What did you find?" Liu Yingyi walked over and felt that Shui Qingxiang's concentration was very interesting.

Shui Qingxiang was watching intently, and when she heard someone interrupting her behind her, she turned her head to take a look, and saw Liu Yingyi looking at her with a smile.

Shui Qingxiang stood up, holding a handful of dirt in her hand, and stretched it out in front of Yoo Young-yi.

"My lord, please look at the porcelain in this soil."

Liu Yingyi saw that there was a crisp porcelain piece inside the black clay, although the porcelain piece was small, but the patterns and colors on it looked a little familiar.

"It's ...... Chamber pot? ”

In Butcher Zhang's house, in the Confucius Temple, and in the woods outside the town, night pots appeared in the three crime scenes.

Could it be that this murderer has some special hobby, otherwise how could he be so perverted with the same style of night pot?

"As the adults said, this porcelain piece is indeed the same porcelain piece as the scene of the death of Zhang Butcher and Qian Fuzi, I didn't dare to confirm it before, but I now fully agree that the murderer of these murders was committed by the same person. The murderer is not only familiar with the deceased, but also has great hatred, so he didn't take the package thrown at the scene, just to let the deceased die in humiliation, and the methods used will become more and more ruthless. ”

"Just because of this small piece of porcelain, you conclude that it was done by one person?" Liu Yingyi's words obviously carried a little suspicion.

"It's not all." Shui Qingxiang pointed to the broken limb that had just been removed, "My lord, I once said that Butcher Zhang and Master Qian are both practitioners, but if you look at the palm of this old bustard in Yichun Courtyard, it is also the same as the two of them, there are calluses on the palm, this is the hand of a person who has used weapons for many years." It stands to reason that the old bustard lives a pampered life all year round, how can there be such calluses? ”

"The three deceased were all martial arts, and the same night pot porcelain piece appeared at the scene, so I think it was the same murderer who killed the three people."

Liu Yingyi was in a trance, when he was just approaching this tree just now, he was shocked by the terrifying and strange scene on this big tree, his mind turned around the three murders that happened one after another, and a trace of sadness was touched in his heart, but after listening to Shui Qingxiang's analysis of peeling off the cocoon, he instantly felt that this matter was not so headache-inducing.

He has been an official in Dongzi County for five years, although he can't talk about any great achievements, but he can be regarded as conscientious, looking at the life of the people in this county, Liu Yingyi's heart is always a little happy.

But the governance of this small county town is mostly some people's livelihood problems, and most of the cases are a few fragmented neighborhood disputes and family conflicts, and there are really never bloody and vicious cases like this kind of serial killer.

Inexplicably, he felt a little happy when he saw Shui Qingxiang indulging in the analysis of the case: "In this way, you should know the murderer, right?" The same porcelain tiles were seen at the scene of the crime, and they all came from the night pot in your grocery store. ”

Shui Qingxiang couldn't help but hesitate, she didn't expect the county magistrate to say this, as if this murderer had something to do with her.

"This ...... My lord, although this porcelain piece is from the same kind of night pot, it may not only be sold in my shop. I'm sure the murderer's night pot didn't come from our shop. Although I have this kind of night pot in my store, I haven't sold one in the last month or so. It may sound like a deliberate attempt to clear the name, but it is.

"You're not mistaken?" Liu Yingyi's eyes flashed with suspicion.

"The small one has a head guarantee, and it has never been sold."

There was a little eyebrow just now, and it was easily cut off, and the emotions in Liu Yingyi's heart were a little complicated: "Qin Zhutou, why haven't you come yet?" ”

"Back to my lord, Qin Zhutou hasn't appeared for two days. His subordinate Yun Qin Zhutou's family saw that Qin Zhutou was not at home, and his family said that he had never gone back since he went out yesterday. ”

Hey, this is really a strange thing, one more person died in the county, but the head catcher in the yamen was missing, Liu Yingyi felt that the situation was a little tricky.

"When did your master go out? What did she tell you when she fled Dongzi County? "As soon as the old bustard in Yichun Courtyard died, she naturally had to bring the people around her to the yamen for questioning, and the first person to bear the brunt was Yahuan Xiaolan, who served the old bustard.

Xiaolan was a timid girl, and when she heard the official's question, she knelt on the ground and shrank back, not daring to raise her head.

"Back to my lord, I never dared to ask more about my mother, and she wouldn't tell us. Yesterday, my mother went out overnight with a package, accompanied by Yun Daochang. ”

"Cloud Road Chief?" Liu Yingyi paused.

"Yes, it's the cloud chief of the Qingyun Taoist Temple outside the town. He was always good friends with his mother, and he lived in the store for several months of the year, and he and his mother went out last night. ”

"Go to Qingyunguan." Liu Yingyi couldn't wait to order everyone.

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Qingyun Taoist Temple is less than ten miles away from Dongzi County.

Although it is not too far away, it is usually full of incense, and very few people go.

When the catchers arrived, the Taoist temple was already empty, the building was empty, the room was covered with thick dust, cobwebs could be seen everywhere, and there was no shadow of the Taoist priest for a long time.

"Lord Hui County, the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple has already run away. The subordinates looked at the scene inside, at least no one lived there for a long time. When the catchers told Liu Xianling what they had seen, Liu Yingyi's brows were tied in a dead knot.

That old road is the only person the old bustard saw before he died, and it is possible that he knows the key to this case, so the two will escape together.

However, one of the insiders in front of me is dead, and where is the other insider?

If it weren't for the old bustard killed by the stinky Taoist, then it is very likely that this stinky Taoist priest would also be more than lucky.

"My lord, I can try to find that Cloud Daoist." Shui Qingxiang suggested to Liu Yingyi.