[The book continues from the above, the last book said that on Chinese New Year's Eve, a thief came to the small courtyard of the Mu family, but it was a little ghost who was good at stealing. Mu Qingming had an idea, and set up a game with Miao Absolute, tricking the little ghost into entering the house with a mechanism to steal to the palace, and then the little ghost triggered the mechanism and was injured, and was caught red-handed by Mu Qingming, wanting to win over to work for himself. After being drawn out and wasted into a ghost servant, Mu Qing ordered him to secretly investigate* the matter. Zhao Liang stayed awake all night, and when it was dawn, he got Liu Yang's reply, but the newly discovered charred corpse was also less courageous; And because the charred corpse was not burned, a small piece of sachet cloth that had not been completely burned was found at the waist, which seemed to be the property of the woman in the Qinglou. This important discovery has made the case of human brain porridge finally have a clue. 】

The wasted person didn't run away when he got up from the ground, but just rolled the corners of his clothes with his hands.

"It's a little one, it's still quite cute." Mo Han squatted down in front of him, and was about to reach out to stroke the little ghost's head a few times, but he hurriedly shrank his head back.

Mo Han had no choice but to retract his hand and said with a smile: "I still recognize my life." ”。

After a while, Miao Jue brought a bowl of chicken soup and rice from the kitchen, put some paper money ash on it, and put it in front of the wasted body. Then light the three sticks of incense in your hand and insert them into the bowl.

Needless to say, the incense is a refreshing thing for ghosts, and the incense for waste is commonly known as the smoke offering; And put paper money ashes in the bowl, in order to waste the little ghost can eat the bowl of food, which is commonly known as almsgiving. If it weren't for the paper money ashes, this little imp would definitely not be able to eat the delicious food.

This is also the reason why there is a lot of swill every day in the major towns in the world, and why the lonely ghosts and ghosts that no one supports are skinny. It's just because there is no paper money ash in those swills.

I saw that the waste immediately opened his mouth and sucked the food in the bowl into his mouth, and after a while of chewing, the food fell from his jaw and spilled on the ground. But the paper ash mixed in the bowl is gone.

"Uncle, what do you want to do with the little one?" After eating and drinking enough, after taking a deep breath of the green smoke rising on the fragrance, his face was a little comfortable.

"There's one thing I need you to do now, just go and check with me if anyone has recently bought theirs from Hanako's hands; Whether you are dreaming or confusing them, ask for the details of the buyer. After Mu Qingming finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Miao Jue and said, "Go and make a clay sculpture for him tomorrow, but don't let outsiders know what it's used for." Then buy a shrine and enshrine him in your room. ”。

"Okay." Miao Jue nodded in response.

"Wasted imp, please roll up your right sleeve." After Mu Qingming squatted down in front of Waste, after watching Wasted roll up his sleeves in a daze, he closed his eyes slightly and moved his lips a few times, and after muttering a few words that he couldn't hear clearly, a blue light that was not dazzling appeared in the palm of his left hand.

"You've figured it out, once my palm falls on your arm and the contract is imprinted, you're going to have to work for me." Mu Qingming stared at him until he squatted down, and said to the waste, who was still a head shorter than himself.

"I thought about it, since you don't have to starve and get drenched in the rain with you, then I'm willing to do it too." Wasted nodded without hesitation.

Mu Qingming stopped talking nonsense, and pressed his left hand to the wasted right arm. When the two met, a cloud of green smoke erupted from his palm, and he went straight to the sky with the wind.

And the wasted imp suddenly bared his teeth, gasping a few breaths of cold air, and a few drops of sweat oozed from the balance.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingming removed his palm, and there was a red raised scar on his wasted right arm, similar to the shape of the contract on Miaojue's right arm.

"From now on, you are no longer wasteful, but the ghost servant of my Mu family." After speaking, Mu Qingming blew on the scar on his right arm that was still smoking, and the scar immediately became concave, and in an instant, it became parallel to his pale skin, and then turned from red to blue, and became exactly the same as the wonderful contract.

"In the future, you can feel my breath of life just like Miaojue, and I can feel your breath anytime and anywhere." Mu Qingming stood up and said in an affirmative tone to the wasted little ghost in the past, and the current ghost servant Miaoqi: "As long as you are in danger, I will definitely rush to save you as soon as possible." ”。

"Okay, then I'll go and check out the secret medicine for you." After nodding his head gratefully, Miao Xuan was about to turn away.

Mu Qingming squatted down again, grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, it's too late today." And soon at midnight, every household will set off firecrackers to welcome the New Year. Even a ghost is afraid of firecrackers, so you can't be scared to death when you go out. ”。

"Wonderful, take him to rest." After a pause, Mu Qingming said to Miao Jue again.

Miao Jue and Miao Xuan nodded one after another, and walked towards Miao Jue's room one after the other.

After they all entered the door, Mu Qingming's right sleeve rolled up, and the gold and silver money on the ground flew up one after another, and he was swept into his sleeve. And after the gold and silver were put into his sleeves, his sleeves were exactly the same as before, without any change.

"What's in your sleeves? Awesome my Brother Qingming, you still have this ability? Under the night wind, consternation swelled in the eyes of Mo Han, who was looking at Mu Qingming, and it turned into a little worship in an instant; Then she clasped her fingers in front of her chest, winked, and said, "You can teach me this trick." ”。

When she was still a fox, she had seen the record of this technique in some ancient books in ancient tombs, but she didn't expect to see it today, and her heart suddenly swelled with excitement.

"Another day." Mu Qingming smiled at her and turned back to the hall......

Zhao Liang, who had a sad face and frowned, sat in his office, pondering every detail of the case.

This case of scorched corpses was from beginning to end, no one came to identify the corpse and no one came to report the case of missing persons, but there was no eyewitness to the two cremation of the corpses.

Zhao Liang had a headache here, except for going to Mu Qingxi's house for a meal on Chinese New Year's Eve, he had been visiting all the time, but he found nothing; It is said that the goose has left a voice, but this murderer did not leave the slightest clue from capturing the target, to opening the skull and removing the gallbladder, and then to burning the corpse.

Zhao Liang, who couldn't come up with an ugly figure after thinking for a long time, stood up, walked to the window in the room and stood still, took out a paper cigarette roll and put it in his mouth, and lit the cigarette butt with a foreign fire.

In the dark night outside the window, the sound of firecrackers to welcome the new year broke the silence of the night, and the fireworks turned the night sky into a colorful color. This should have been a festive and lively scene, but it did not make Zhao Liangguan happy.

The confusion in his heart made his eyes completely devoid of brilliant fireworks, and some were only full of suspicion.

Unconsciously, Zhao Liang had smoked the cigarette in his hand until there was only a cigarette butt left, then turned around and sat back on the chair again, and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand on the table, the ashtray full of ash and cigarette butts.

Zhao Liang just sat on the chair and continued to look at the empty front in a daze, thinking about the case.

Time passed unconsciously, and Zhao Liang didn't know it until dawn, when Liu Yang, who was yawning, strode into his office, and Zhao Liang came to his senses.

"Haven't you slept all night?" Liu Yang walked to the opposite of him, sat down on the chair in front of the table, and looked at Zhao Liang, who was frowning, and asked.

"Isn't it?" Zhao Liang's brows furrowed a little tighter, and he said in a deep voice: "I always feel that the second time, that is, the body found last night was deliberately found by someone to let us find it, otherwise he could have found a more secluded place to burn the corpse, and then quietly buried the charred corpse like the first time." ”。

"But why hasn't anyone seen who the crematories are?" After a pause, Zhao Liang snorted again and said, "That's a living corpse, whether it's transported or cremated, how can no one find it?" ”。

"Probably, if the murderer lived in the area of the Eight Great Rivers and the small vegetable garden. After all, when we arrived, the other party had already burned beyond recognition, but it was not just ignited. Liu Yang smiled indifferently and took the cigarette roll handed by Zhao Liang, but did not rush to light it: "And the housing in that area is not dense, the population is also scarce, tonight every household is busy eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, no one will go to see what people pass by outside the door during the meal." ”。

Zhao Liang, who had already struck the match, was stunned suddenly, and at the same time, he still died with a spiritual light in his head, and actually forgot that the match had been struck.

Liu Yang's words reminded him that in this way, the deceased is likely to live in that area, so that it is even easier for the murderer to capture the target.

Otherwise, it is impossible to steal a large living person, or walk with a dead body on your back in the city, and it will not be possible to go undetected.

Thinking about it, the match burned his hand, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the match in his hand.

"What Young Master Mu said makes a lot of sense, the scorched corpse seems to be someone no one will notice." After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, put it on the table, and slowly unfolded it.

I saw that inside was a small piece of unburned red cloth, triangular in shape, and there were traces of flames burning at the bottom.

"It was found at the waist of the corpse, which was burned between two stones, and the place next to the stone was not completely burned. And we arrived just in time, although the clothes on the deceased were almost burned, but there was still this piece of cloth left. After Liu Yang said this in one go, he took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled a few smoke rings.

Zhao Liang listened to his voice, and recalled that when he rushed to the scene, he saw the charred corpse lying on its side between two boulders. As a result, there will be parts of the back and chest that are clinging to the boulder, making it impossible for this part to completely burn in a short period of time.

After thinking about it, Zhao Liang picked up the small piece of cloth and looked at it carefully, and saw that there was a flower picture embroidered with dense stitches on it, so he said: "This is a woman's thing?" ”。

"Men don't embroider on cloth." Liu Yang nodded his head and said: "And the murderer is deliberately destroying the face of the corpse, so most of the flame retardants are poured on the head; So the burns on the charred corpse's body were not as severe as those on the head. ”。

"In other words, the murderer was in a hurry this time?" Zhao Liang rolled his eyes, put down the piece of fabric and immediately asked.

"It's possible, so he chose to go back to the deceased face first." Liu Yang nodded again.

"Is it the fabric at the corner of the jacket?" Zhao Liang, who saw a glimmer of light in the darkness and had a slight clue, bowed forward and asked urgently.

"I'm not sure if it's the corner of the clothes, but I know that the cloth was stuck to the scorched corpse's waist because of the water that was spilled during the firefighting." Liu Yang frowned and shook his head, stretched out the paper cigarette in his hand to the ashtray, and flicked the cigarette ash gently: "And the skin of the deceased under this cloth has not been burned by the fire, it is still very smooth, and it is indeed the smooth skin that only women have; And this charred corpse has breasts, which is also what makes her different from the previous one. ”。

"A man and a woman?" Zhao Liang, who muttered a word, groaned.

"Yes, as for this piece of fabric, I suggest you go and ask Young Master Mu. He is the son of a rich family, and he should be no stranger to all kinds of fabrics. Liu Yang added.

Where is the bottom of the burnt fabric poured into the clothes? Can Mu Qingming and Zhao Liang find the murderer from it? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.