[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming decided to check the origin of the human bone comb first, so he took Mo Han and Mei Xiang, as well as Miao Jue, to visit the Yunjin Night Market at night; The hard work paid off, Mu Qingming, who was full of food and drink, really found a stall on the street that made combs from bones, and in the spirit of trying his luck, Mu Qingming hurriedly stepped forward to knock on the side of the human bone comb. Under the temptation, the stall owner told the origin of the material of the comb, which was actually the bones brought by a group of tomb robbers entrenched in the area of the small vegetable garden in Kunming. Led out the stall owner to tell the cause and effect of making a human bone comb, Mu Qingming and Mo Han visited the small vegetable garden at night, and asked the tomb robber Zhu San about the human bone comb. 】

"That's a lot of nonsense." Mo Han beside Mu Qingming was impatient, and suddenly slapped the table top, raised his eyebrows and scolded: "If you are long-winded, I will lift your stall." ”。 The old man shuddered with fright.

"Eliminate gas, eliminate gas." Sneering, Mu Qingming hurriedly grabbed Mo Han, who had already begun to roll up his cuffs, and then changed his face to look at the old man and immediately said with a gloomy face: "Say it quickly, otherwise I really can't guarantee that she won't upset your stall." ”。

"About half a month ago, a tomb robber with half of his cheeks completely black, brought me a large bone and twenty small bones in the middle of the night when I was about to close the stall, and said that he wanted me to make a comb." The old man did not dare to slack off, and after a quick recollection, he said thoughtfully: "He said that if he wants me to make a comb from these bones, it must be made in five days; Then someone would come and buy it, and if a woman came to my stall and asked me if there was anything more unusual than a pig bone, I would sell her the comb and tell her it was made of elephant bones. ”。

"I've been doing this for a long time, and when I touch it, I know it's human bones, and I didn't want to take this job." The old man trembled as he spoke, and the panic in his eyes was even worse: "But the earth rat said that if I didn't do it, he threw me into Kunming Lake (Dianchi Lake) to feed the fish. Sure enough, about ten days ago, a richly dressed woman came and bought the comb. ”。

"Gone?" After listening patiently, Mu Qingming asked casually; In my heart, I was suspicious. Why would a grave robber who brought bones know that someone would come to their door to buy a bone comb? And he answered the old man's questions as if in code, as if to indicate that the tomb robber knew that the man who bought the comb would ask such questions.

Who could it be? After thinking about this question for a while, Mu Qingming's mind suddenly recalled the hands that quickly retracted when he handed the money to Wu's mother last night.

The outside of Wu's mother's wrist is faintly visible under the cuffs, and there are several red scratches. It was a fresh scratch that Mu Qingming hadn't picked up during the day.

The death of the fourth aunt was obviously that someone strangled her first, and then when her body muscles were not completely stiff, he pinched her mouth open and cut her tongue; The reason why he strangled him first may be because he was afraid of the cry of the deceased, or maybe there was too much blood after cutting his tongue and it was difficult to deal with it. Next, the murderer cleaned up the scene, put on makeup for the fourth aunt, changed into clean and tidy clothes, and arranged the scene where Mu Qingming and the police met.

The key is that Mu Qingming remembered that when the old policeman interrogated his subordinates, no one knew how the fourth aunt died. It shows that the murderer was clean and neat when he committed the crime. And it must be the people in the Chen Mansion that can be familiar with the work and rest time of everyone in it, and after easily avoiding the people in the Chen Mansion, they find a secluded place in the Chen Mansion that will not be noticed, and kill the fourth aunt too cruelly.

Mother Wu just meets these conditions, and the scratches on her hands are likely to be scratched by the other party when she killed the fourth aunt; But what is her motive? Was the comb made by her? And if the mastermind behind the scenes is Mama Wu, since there is a bone comb and alchemy is blessed on it, why doesn't Mama Wu wait for the alchemy to slowly torture the fourth aunt to death?

"It's gone." When Mu Qingming was thinking about it, the old man who remembered for a moment shook his head: "Later, the tomb robber never appeared. ”。

"Remember who bought the comb?" Mu Qingming handed the old man two silver dollars, took out another silver dollar and handed it to the old man, and slowly asked, "What are the characteristics?" ”。

"The woman who bought the comb doesn't remember it exactly." The old man thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Anyway, he is very young, and he looks smart. ”。

Mu Qingming's heart froze, and he immediately expected that this was definitely not Mama Wu, Mama Wu was over half a hundred years old; Then I immediately wondered if the other party would have an accomplice.

"Isn't that what you're saying in vain?" Mo Han raised his eyebrows again, his face was a little gloomy, his two pink fists were clenched, and there was a "creaking" sound between his knuckles.

"I don't know the woman who bought the comb." The old man's face suddenly became a little anxious, and he said urgently: "But the woman who came to buy the comb at that time was accompanied by a man. I know that man, that's Mr. Chen, who is in the jade business. ”。

"Are you sure?" Mu Qingming's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Master Chen, who doesn't know, the jade business in Kunming City since the previous dynasty is the biggest one he has done." The old man nodded heavily and said affirmatively: "This will definitely not be mistaken." ”。

"Thank you." Mu Qingming didn't ask any more questions, pulled Mo Han and left.

"Three oceans, don't you ask a few more words?" Mo Han, who was puzzled, asked urgently, a little unwilling in his eyes, as if the three pieces of ocean flowers were not worth it.

"That's enough." Mu Qingming smiled indifferently, and took her to find Miaojue and Mei Xiang who were having fun in the crowd, and explained that Miaojue sent Mei Xiang back to sleep, and then turned around and went north with Mo Han.

"Where are we going?" After walking out of the Yunjin Night Market and coming to the secluded and dark street, Mo Han hurriedly asked.

"Go to the little vegetable garden." Mu Qingming clutched her slender five fingers tightly and walked forward quickly: "Find that tomb robber." Then follow the vine and find out if there is a mastermind behind all this! ”。

"Do you know who the grave robber is?" Mo Han asked a little incredulously.

"Those who do palm eyes know more or less that some of the ground rats who steal the door, in order to cooperate with them to buy and sell antiques, and also to ensure the supply of some goods in the store; According to the old man's description, it must be Zhu San. Mu Qingming nodded affirmatively, and said slowly: "It is said that this guy stole an ancient tomb of the Southern Song Dynasty at the junction of Guangxi and Yunnan in the early years. After he was greedy and promoted to the coffin (the tomb robber opened the coffin lid and called the coffin instead of opening the coffin, because the coffin was homophonic and the light was open, the light was unlucky for the tomb robbers, and the coffin was homophonic and promoted, which had the implication of making a fortune, so it was called the coffin. He wanted to find the treasure under the corpse, tied one end of the rope to his waist, tied the head of the corpse with the other, and then rode on the corpse's body and leaned back, using his waist and abdomen strength to pull the corpse up. But he picked up the corpse, never thought that the corpse suddenly opened its mouth, a mouthful of black liquid, and sprayed Zhu San's face impartially, and since then his face has been half black, no matter how he washes the black, he can't wash it off. ”。

"What's squirting?" Mo Han, who could listen attentively, asked, and there was no fear on his face. She is a fox fairy, so she won't be afraid of any ghosts.

"Corpse water in the belly of a corpse." Mu Qingming said only to realize that he had been holding Mo Han's hand and hurriedly let go.

Mo Han, whose cheeks were also a little crimson, rose silently, and strode closely with Mu Qingming, but there was a little regret and loss in his eyes.

The two of them kept going north along the Panlong River, and after walking for a long time, they came to the small vegetable garden. The small vegetable garden in the dark is full of small patches connected to each other, and the fields are scattered with huts, all of which are one-story huts with soil and thatched tiles.

As far as the eye can see, the vast small vegetable garden is somewhat deserted under the night wind.

Mu Qingming naturally knew where Zhu San lived, and he knew it as early as when he went to Kun Bao Zhai to do things, and he also came to the shopkeeper Zhang once; Although I can't talk about a deep friendship with Zhu San, I can be regarded as acquaintance.

I saw Mu Qingming recognize the direction by the light of the stars and the moon, and walked along the ridge towards a hut not far away that was still lit. The humble hut was Zhu San's home.

By the way, I didn't forget to scare and scare Mo Han: "Follow up, Wu Sangui's concubine, Chen Yuanyuan, one of Qin Huai's eight Yan, died in the lotus pond near here, be careful that her ghost comes out to talk to you." ”。

"Cut, I'm not afraid." With a little disdain on his face, Mo Han snorted lightly and followed closely, and then asked: "She has been dead for hundreds of years, how can she still be there?" ”。

"A suicidal ghost who doesn't cherish her life, the ferry on the Lethe River in the underworld can't carry her, she can only wander in the world. Otherwise, why did the people of Kunming erect a portrait monument by the lotus pond for her? It's so that she can have a place to live in the world. Mu Qingming said this solemnly as he walked; By the time he had finished speaking, he had already walked to the closed door of the hut.

"Zhu San, are you at home?" Mu Qingming raised his hand and knocked on the door without hesitation.

"Who?" It didn't take long for a question to come from behind the door.

"I, Kun Bao Zhai's palm-eyed Mu Qingming." Mu Qing replied slowly.

When the words landed, the door slowly opened a gap, and a short and fat man stood behind the door, probing out and looking Mu Qingming up and down for a while.

This short and fat man was round and fleshy, and if it weren't for the beard on his face and a large irregular black spot on his nose between his eyes, he would have been a little cute.

After seeing Mu Qingming clearly, the vigilance in the man's eyes suddenly decreased, and after hurriedly opening the door completely, he smiled very enthusiastically: "It's really you Brother Mu." ”。

As he spoke, his gaze moved, and he fell on Mo Han and looked him up and down again, looked at Mu Qingming again, and smiled with a smile: "This is a brother and sister, right?" You're a good boy. ”。

When Mo Han heard this, he didn't hesitate to turn his head a little bit.

"Hehe, on a cold night, will you let me talk outside the house?" Mu Qingming didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said bluntly: "Okay, it's okay to chat outside the house, I'm here to buy news today." The message was given to me and I will leave immediately. ”。

The night breeze was slow, blowing Mu Qingming's clothes, and at first glance, Mu Qingming, who was standing tall, was quite heroic. Mo Han's eyes were reluctant to take his eyes off him.

"Is there any mastermind behind the fact that you dug up human bones to make combs?" Mu Qingming asked word by word.

"Brother, my brother only sells antiques here, not news." Zhu San, whose smile was much lighter, raised his little thumb and stuck it into his nostrils, spinning it left and right. A little arrogance gradually appeared on his face.

Mu Qingming was silent, just staring at Zhu San with his eyes. The gaze in his eyes was as plain as water, without the slightest emotion, which made Zhu San feel very uncomfortable, and he had to tilt his head slightly to avoid the uncomfortable gaze, but he saw the ink cold with bright eyes and bright teeth, and after his eyes rolled around, there was a little ill will in his eyes.

"Or let my brother and sister stay with me for the night, and I can think about selling the news you want to you." As he spoke, Zhu San showed a lewd smile, and at the same time stretched out his chubby and greasy right hand in front of Mo Han.

"Money?" Just when Zhu San's hand was only about an inch away from Mo Han's cheek, Mu Qingming made a surprise move, accurately choked Zhu San's right wrist, and the five fingers suddenly pinched hard, and suddenly there was a "click" sound of bone cracking, coming from Zhu San's wrist.

"I still want to break your fat hand before I can say it." Mu Qingming, who was already angry, stared coldly at Zhu San, who was grinning and gasping for air.

Will Zhu San say what Mu Qingming wants to know? Is there someone behind the digging of human bones? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.