[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that when Zhao Liang arrived at Zhu's house, he saw a courtyard of corpses and the words left by the murderer. Asked about Xu Lao, who succeeded Liu Yang and became the forensic doctor of the police department, and after learning that the deceased seemed to be poisoned to death, Zhao Liang asked his men to invite Mu Qingming. And the rat spirit nested in the hole under the dilapidated City God Temple, looking at the stolen gold that had not yet been sold, and was stunned. After drawing out the rat spirit to think about it, he decided not to move the gold for the first time, so he leaned his back against the cave wall and fell asleep groggyly. Mu Qingming was on vacation today, and after getting up, he asked his disciple Ah Hong, why didn't he come to the rescue when he was twisted by Mo Han's ears last night? While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door of the Mu family's courtyard. 】

"Squeak", "squeak".

In the burrow, the filthy rats screamed in satisfaction after gnawing on the bones. In this quiet underground cavern, the crisp cry is exceptionally clear and piercing.

But it didn't interfere with the rat spirit.

The rat spirit's small eyes, which burst out in the dark, kept staring at the gold not far in front of him, and the focused look on his face never dissipated.

To tell the truth, the rat spirit has a strong desire for the powerful yin qi emanating from the gold, and the powerful power in the yin qi, but they are also jealous.

Rat spirits are ambivalent; The strong Yin Qi can also strengthen his rat poison, so that he can better hoe the strong and help the weak for what he thinks is justice. But the rat spirit also knows that the more powerful the thing, it is like the mushroom in the mountain forest when the rainy season comes. The more beautiful and gorgeous, the more poisonous it is.

It's really untouchable.

After pondering, the rat spirit couldn't help frowning, and a trace of distress appeared between his eyebrows.

Time passed little by little in the dead silence that filled the hole in the ground.

After pondering for a long time, the rat spirit finally bent his straight waist slightly, leaned his back against the cave wall behind him, and slowly stretched his eyebrows, pulled the old cotton jacket with several patches on his body, and closed his eyes slightly.

The rats in the cave, which had gnawed bones and had bulging bellies, fell asleep groggily and quietly. The cold green light that burst out of the eyes of the rat spirit also quietly disappeared in the cave and returned to darkness.

In the end, the rat spirit made a rational decision not to touch these golden ......

In the Shala Alley, where the wind is constantly howling, under the warmth brought by the morning sun shining on the earth, most of the places in the alley are still immersed in the cold. The warm current emitted from the sunlight disappeared in an instant as the morning sun shone into this small alley, and disappeared in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea in the yin wind.

And the small courtyard of the Mu family is the only place in this alley that is not gloomy and cold.

When the morning sun burst out from the blue sky and the thick clouds of the eastern sky like thousands of golden arrows, and illuminated the small courtyard of the Mu family, it gradually dispelled the coolness left after the night left.

The people who lived in the courtyard had already gotten up and were busy, and even Mu Qingming, who liked to lie in bed, yawned and sat by the well in the courtyard.

He looked at the little corpse baby Hanquan, who was full of vitality and energy as soon as the sky dawned, yawned a long time, and sighed: "Hanquan, you are really energetic." ”。 The little corpse baby grinned at him, revealing the fangs in his mouth.

The Qi family's goods to be shipped have been prepared, so today Mu Qingming is on vacation, and he wanted to sleep until the sun shines until he has a rare and easy day, but Mo Han, who is used to getting up early, got up early in the morning as always, and boiled the fragrant bone broth in the kitchen, stirring up the gluttonous worms in his stomach. And the gluttonous insects stirred up Mu Qingming's drowsiness.

Under the gurgling sound of his stomach, Mu Qingming, who slowly got up, suddenly felt that today's morning sun was particularly dazzling.

In the cool morning breeze, Mu Qingming picked up the cold well water in the basin and washed his face. The cold water hit the next spirit, and the refreshment of his face made Mu Qingming sober up a lot.

Only the ear that was twisted by Mo Han yesterday was still a little red.

Since Mo Han learned the supernatural powers, Zhen Qi has been running and circulating in the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and this wrist strength and hand strength are not small, so you can go to the noodle shop to knead people's dough; It's easy to knead the noodles with a chewy texture.

And Mu Qingming's two ears, one was accidentally twisted red by her, and it didn't disappear overnight; To this day, the roots of the ears are still red and hot.

"Master, do you still have earache?" Na Ah Hong asked this and strode over and handed Mu Qingming a towel.

"Which pot is not opened?" Mu Qingming snatched the towel and wiped his face carefully: "Let me ask you, what were you doing when your teacher twisted her ears last night?" ”。

Having said this, Mu Qingming, who had wiped his face, turned his face to glare at Ah Hong, recalling that he was twisted by his daughter-in-law last night, and the disciple was only watching from the sidelines, Mu Qingming's face was flushed with a faint displeasure, and then he opened his mouth and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you stop her?" Why don't you protect Master? ”。

"Master, how dare I?" Na Ah Hong's eyes flashed with panic, and he hurriedly waved his hand again and again, and at the same time signaled Mu Qingming's voice to be quieter, glanced back at the direction of the kitchen, and made sure that Mo Han in it did not hear the sound, and then turned his head and lowered his voice to Mu Qingming: "Master, you don't know, my master used to look like a bird, and she was quite gentle, but once she started a fire, she became a tiger down the mountain." At that time, Shi Niang was angry, her eyes were as angry as King Kong in the temple, how dare I stop it. ”。

After finishing speaking, his whole body couldn't help trembling, and his eyes involuntarily showed a little fear.

"Did you say that about your own teacher? Tell you, say that the master is okay, say that the master is not good, do you hear? When Mu Qingming heard this, he was even more displeased, and immediately raised his hand to fan Ah Hong's head, and said righteously: "Your master's hand twisted my ears, how festive it is red, why do you still complain about your master?" ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, before Ah Hongdu could react, he saw Mo Han with a satisfied face, and together with Miao Yu, who helped the cook, walked past the two of them with the bone broth rice noodles that had just been cooked, and walked towards the main house.

Seeing this, Ah Hong immediately became the same as Mu Qingming, so frightened that cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his back spine was cool under the morning breeze.

It was instantly filled with the frightened Ah Hong, and he kept sighing in his heart: "It's worthy of being a master, the ability is not small, and the desire to survive is not ordinary." ”。

"Go and help clean up the table." Mu Qing waved his hand at Mo Han's back, signaling Ah Hong to leave quickly, and stop continuing the topic of Mo Han.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door.

In the dull and hurried knock on the door, Mu Qingming gave Ah Hong another look, asking him to open the door first to see who it was.

Ah Hong bowed slightly, and turned towards the closed gate.

The moment the door opened, Ah Hong saw a young policeman, standing outside the door and looking up at the door, with a red lacquer plaque with large gold characters. But after seeing the door open, he lowered his gaze again, looked at Ah Hong timidly, and asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, is your young master Mu Qing Mingmu at home?" ”。

As he spoke, the little policeman tightened his clothes and shuddered.

The wind swept through the alley and swept away. From the shadows that the morning sun does not shine in the small alley, there is a steady stream of yin and cold, which makes this little policeman really unbearable. The piercing sensation made him feel like he had stepped into Shala Alley, like stepping into the harsh winter world of Xiao Suo.

And in the cold, there is a frightening feeling, the little policeman is really unwilling to stay here for long, and the dark and rough-skinned face gradually emerges with a faint anxiety under the blowing of the yin wind.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?" Ah Hong responded, looking the little policeman up and down for a while. Mu Qingming had already strode over, and he also looked at the little policeman for a while, and without waiting for the other party to answer Ah Hong, he had already taken the lead and asked, "Zhao Liang sent you, right?" ”。

"Yes." After the little policeman nodded again and again, he saw that Mu Qingming was dressed appropriately and the materials were high-end, so he guessed and asked, "You are Young Master Mu, right?" Our inspector has an invite, please go to Biji Shop to see the scene. ”。

"Scene? What's wrong? Come in and talk about it. Mu Qing said casually, turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

It's not good for people to stand outside the door and talk.

And the smell of bones wafting out of the main house, hooking his gluttonous insects is even more noisy, and there is a shout in the temple of the five organs, and the index finger also moves.

Mu Qingming, who didn't know that there was a murder case, simply invited the little policeman in, and said it while eating.

The little policeman was sweating in this cold alley, and he stammered when he was in a hurry: "Come, come, it's too late." There's a death over there, Master Mu, let's rush over as soon as possible." ”。

Mu Qingming immediately stopped, and his stomach was not hungry in an instant......

In the Zhu family's house, listening to the noise outside the door, Zhao Liang was upset for a while.

And Xu Lao, who had been checking the corpse for a long time again, walked to Zhao Liang's side again and whispered in his ear: "There are no traces of struggle on the corpse, and it is basically certain that they were poisoned without knowing it." ”。

When Zhao Liang heard this, he felt even more weird. According to Zhao Liang's understanding, the whole family was poisoned together, and it was only possible that they ate the same food.

But among those corpses, there were also servants and maids. It is impossible for these subordinates to have the same food as Master Zhu. Nor are the servants allowed to come to the table, but eat with their masters; Except for Mu Qingming's family, the subordinates of other families are not allowed to eat at the table.

It seems impossible at all.

When Zhao Liang was meditating, the courtyard door opened, and the yawning Mu Qing walked out of the crowd, and stepped over the threshold into the courtyard.

Seeing Mu Qingming with a tired face, Zhao Liang saw a life-saving straw for the person who let the Buddha fall into the water, and saw a beam of light in the darkness, rekindling hope.

Mu Qingming greeted him just now, and when he stood in front of the corpses, he saw that the festering bodies of those corpses were stained with black blood and blood.

When I sniffed it carefully, I smelled the blood stains, and there was a special stench, which suddenly evoked Mu Qingming's memories of donkeys and rats in the depths of his memory.

"Poisonous blood?" Mu Qingming's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Mu Qingming was not mistaken, the chest that puffed up from the corpse and the body that was festering and pitted, as well as the pus and black blood that flowed from it, were all symptoms of rat poison.

is the same as when he was on the border of Anhui, and the woodcutters who were poisoned by donkeys and rats were also like this.

The corners of Mu Qingming's eyes twitched, and he secretly thought to himself: "The rat spirit who fled into Kunming finally hurt people." ”。

Xu Lao came over, and together with Zhao Liang, he told Mu Qingming about the situation here, including the things found at the initial investigation site.

After listening patiently, Mu Qingming squatted beside the corpse without saying a word.

Can Mu Qingming find traces of the rat spirit from it? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.