[Continuing from the above, the last book said that after Mu Qingming regained his strength, he reflected on his previous mistakes and found that he had ignored a problem, so he decided to work with Mo Han to ask Zhu San to open the coffin of the tower keeper who died tragically under the hands of Changshengdao, and thoroughly investigate the cause of his death. Zhu San, who had changed his ways and stopped robbing the tomb, thanked Mu Qingming for his kindness in being friends with him, and went to the tomb of the tower keeper to open the coffin. Mu Qingming looked through the carrion corpse with his bare hands, and from the blackened bones, he could see that this person had been poisoned by the plague and died, and it was expected that the Immortal Dao had won over the plague man. 】

Along the way, Mu Qingming told Zhao Liang in detail about his thoughts; After all, Zhao Liang already knew his true identity, and there was no need to hide it, so Mu Qingming spoke freely to Zhao Liang.

"So, this Kunming city is really suppressing an evil dragon?" Although Zhao Liang had seen a lot of strange things in Mu Qingming, all of them were incredible, but when Mu Qingming finished speaking, Zhao Liang was still surprised.

"Yes, it is because of this abundant dragon qi that Kunming has a climate far better than Jiangnan." Mu Qingming put the last piece of bait in his hand into his mouth, lowered his voice a little, and said in a low voice: "At the beginning, the Immortal Dao plotted to be this dragon qi, so you must kill that tower keeper in order to open the lock dragon seal. ”。

While speaking, the group had already arrived at the foot of Yuantong Mountain.

In the spring breeze, the mountains are lush with wild flowers blooming among the green weeds and light green trees. Under the warm sunshine, the mountains are full of life.

"Although I don't know what this lock dragon seal is, but if the Immortal Dao Cult wants this thing, then it can't be given." Zhao Liang, who listened to it and half-understood, followed Mu Qingming around Yuantong Mountain and went straight to the small vegetable garden.

Zhao Liang has been following Mu Qing for a long time, and he has also experienced many tricks planned by the Immortal Dao, and he has hated this cult very much; In addition, after learning that Changshengdao actually washed the Mu family's courtyard in blood, causing most of the people around Mu Qingming to die, Zhao Liang hated him even more.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Mu Qingming only perked up again after a short period of decadence.

"We have to remember to keep our conversations confidential." After Mu Qingming admonished him, he didn't say more; Just keep your head down and go forward.

Zhao Liang naturally knew that he was secretly investigating the matter of the Immortal Dao, and he did not dare to make it public; So as not to cause a large-scale panic in the city of Kunming. At the moment, he nodded a little, and after answering, he didn't ask more.

After walking in silence for a while, the group came to the area of the small vegetable garden. Mu Qingming shuttled between the ridges and the wasteland, and walked to a small courtyard standing alone in the fields.

When I walked into the small courtyard, I saw a short and fat man, in the field on the edge of the small courtyard, wielding a hoe to reclaim the land.

The round man's cheeks were also fleshy, and if it weren't for the beard on his face and a large irregular black spot on his nose between his eyes, it would have been a little cute.

"Zhu San." Mu Qingming went straight to him, walked to his side and stood still, and asked with a smile, "How did you change your career to farming?" ”。

Hearing this, he put down the hoe, slowly turned his head to look at Mu Qingming, who was smiling, and then Zhu San, who was stunned, stopped talking for a moment and laughed: "Oh, isn't this Mu Sanye?" It's been a long time since you've been here. ”。

Since Mu Qingming let him go last time, Zhu Sansi felt that robbing the tomb was indeed a bit detrimental to Yin morality. Anyway, he had already saved a lot of money to make a fortune from the dead in his early years, and now he won't starve even if he eats and waits for death.

I simply bought a few acres of land next to the house and leisurely became a farmer for spring plowing and autumn harvest.

After Zhu San finished speaking, his eyes looked behind him around Mu Qingming, only to see Mo Han following closely behind, as well as Zhao Liang and Miao Tian. But he only knew Mo Han alone, and he didn't know the other two men.

I didn't see Miaojue, so I blurted out and asked without thinking: "Third Master, why didn't your subordinate Miaojue come today?" ”。

Speaking of Miaojue, Mu Qingming's eyes dimmed a little, and after thinking about it, he still shook his head and said softly: "He won't come." ”。

Zhu San was slightly stunned, he naturally couldn't understand what Mu Qingming was saying; Just as he was about to ask in detail, Mu Qingming said again: "I ask you to do me a favor." ", which immediately attracted Zhu San's attention.

"The third master has opened Chrysostom, I have to help with this favor." After taking off the towel on his shoulders and wiping the beads of sweat on his face, in order to feel Mu Qingming's grace of not killing and not revealing the secret grace of Aunt Chen's wife, Zhu San promised without thinking: "Just say anything." ”。

"I'm going to ask you to open a coffin." Mu Qingming said lightly with a bit of a request.

"I've already washed my hands and changed my career." Zhu San, who thought he had heard it wrong, waved his hand again and again after being stunned, and said quickly: "If the third master wants to do other things, I can do it willingly, but I am really embarrassed about this matter." ”。

"Help me once, just once." Mu Qingming pleaded again; The sincerity in his eyes is a little heavier than before.

The bones of the dragon keeper are the key to finding the traces of the Immortal Dao, and Mu Qingming cannot give in.

The look of embarrassment on Zhu San's face was also a little heavier; People like them who mix in the rivers and lakes, whether they are in the upper ninth rate or the lower ninth rate, pay the most attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes. And the rule of the rivers and lakes is that after washing your hands, you can't touch your previous occupation and work again.

Once touched, it is untrustworthy; But Mu Qingming now wants him to dig the grave again, which makes it difficult for Zhu San to agree.

But what Mu Qingming wants to do, only Zhu San can do. These tomb robbers have nothing to do, they can help people move the grave or something, and they take out the coffin, open the lid of the coffin and bury it back untouched. Zhu San is a leader among the tomb robbers in Kunming City. After opening the coffin, bury it back without moving, it is best to find him.

Mu Qing pondered for a while, just looked at the embarrassment on Zhu San's face, as well as the frowning brows, and after a little thought, he guessed what Zhu San was worried about, so his eyes rolled to his heart: "You washed your hands but didn't wash your feet." ”。

"Huh?" Zhu San was stunned again, the first time he heard the statement that he had to wash his feet in addition to washing his hands, he couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed when he was stunned.

"Of course you have to wash; The so-called hands and feet are all limbs, and you just wash your hands but you wash your limbs, but it is not so thorough. Mu Qingming walked to his side, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, raised his eyebrows and hit the railway while it was hot: "Think about it, this has not been washed thoroughly, how can you be considered untrustworthy if you help me open the coffin?" Why don't you do me a favor and wash your hands and feet. The next time something like this happens, I'll never look for you again. ”。

That Zhu San was stunned again when he heard it; At this time, he was completely deceived by Mu Qingming and was stunned, Zhu San, who was suspicious, turned his head to look at Mu Qingming, but seeing the other party's serious face, he gradually began to believe what Mu Qingming said in his heart.

Mo Han on the side wanted to laugh when he heard Mu Qingming's 'quibble', but he was afraid that laughing out loud would make Zhu San see the clues, so he had to hold back.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu San finally believed Mu Qingming's words completely, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get you tools." ”。 After speaking, Zhu San turned around and walked towards his small courtyard.

"Who is he?" When Zhu San entered the small courtyard, Zhao Liang walked up to Mu Qingming and asked.

"Someone who can help us open the coffin." Mu Qingming deliberately sold Guan Zi and replied vaguely.

After Zhu San took the shovel, Mu Qingming and his group, under the leadership of Zhao Liang, headed towards the side of the road they came.

Generally, if a case occurs in the city of Kunming, and no one recognizes the body of the dead, they will be hastily buried in the area of Yuantong Mountain by Zhao Liang and his black-skinned policemen.

If the deceased had some money on them, the police would use the money to buy them a few wooden planks, make a simple coffin, and then collect the bones. If you don't have money, you just wrap a broken straw mat, dig a pit and bury it.

But whether there are coffins or not, these dead people, who were buried by the police, do not even have a tombstone.

Fortunately, Zhao Liang still knew where the tower keeper was buried, and their group found the place where the dragon keeper was buried in the woods at the foot of the mountain before the sun shone in the middle of the day.

Zhu San lit three sticks of incense in front of his inconspicuous little dirt bag, and then he held a shovel in his hand and began to dig the grave.

Zhu San has been bowing his head to do things, as for who is buried in this tomb? Why did Mu Qingming dig him? Zhu San didn't ask.

Mu Qing watched Zhu San dig silently for a while, then looked around for a moment, and after remembering this place firmly, he secretly decided that he must dig out this dragon keeper again in the future and transport it back to his hometown in Heizhugou to be buried.

The police officers of the police department did not bury it deeply, and after a while, Zhu San dug out a simple coffin made of thin sheets from under the soil bag.

A faint pungent smell of corpses emanated from the soil as the coffin was exposed.

This coffin had just been unearthed, and Zhao Liang, who already knew that it was someone sent by the Mu family, suddenly turned red with embarrassment. The poor thin burial in front of him was exactly what he nodded and agreed. It was even more embarrassing that the old man still had ten oceans on him at that time, and he and his subordinates took it to eat a good meal.

Still Mu Qingming didn't care, Zhao Liang was embarrassed alone for a moment before the embarrassment decreased a few points, but he never dared to look directly into Mu Qingming's eyes.

Zhu San swept away the dust on the cover with his hand, and saw that there was not even a coffin nail, so he easily pushed the coffin lid open without much effort.

As soon as the lid of the coffin was opened, a disgusting stench suddenly overflowed from it. After Mo Han sniffed, he immediately frowned and pinched his nose with one hand, and fanned hard before his mouth and nose with the other; And he didn't dare to look into the coffin all the time.

Mu Qingming was not afraid, and he didn't frown at the stench, but strode forward to Zhu San's side, and looked into the coffin, only to see that the corpse lying inside had been deformed.

The body was already covered with green paraffin, because there were no embalming measures and no coffin, the epidermis had fallen off to reveal carrion, the nails and hair of the hands and feet had begun to fall off, and the various orifices on the body had discharged a bright red liquid like blood, and cracks had begun to appear in the abdomen, from which the foul-smelling putrefactive gas had overflowed.

Mu Qingming just glanced at it, and didn't see the corpse liquid blackening, so he knew that he had guessed correctly; This person was injected with corpse poison at the moment of death. That's why the corpse just decomposed, and the corpse poison that didn't enter the wood was exhausted with the corpse fluid.

"It seems that Changshengdao is also a master of falsifying the cause of death." Thinking of this, the mother reached out and followed the crack in the corpse, peeling open the flesh of the corpse, revealing the ribs and the blurred internal organs that had rotted into a mess.

Through the dappled light and shadow cast between the branches and leaves, Mu Qing looked at it and saw that the ribs of the body had all turned black and purple.

With just one glance, Mu Qingming recognized that this was the plague that only people could cultivate and use.

What is the plague? Will Mu Qingming find out about his temperature illness because of this? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.