The body was stored in Yizhuang.

And the place of Yizhuang is gloomy, and it has never been built in the city, and Yizhuang of Fengyue City is ten miles west of this city, and there are two guards in it.

The unclaimed corpses stored in the village, or the vendettas of the rivers and lakes, and the warriors who died near the city will also be brought back, rested a little, and the valuable objects such as blades on their bodies will be discarded, and they will be buried in the ground.

Because the distance was not too far, everyone left the criminal department, looked for the carriage, and it didn't take long to get to the front of Nayizhuang, the carriage stopped steadily, Wang Anfeng jumped out of the carriage behind the strict order, stood on the ground, and saw that the courtyard was gloomy, and the snow on the ground seemed to have never melted.

The door was not closed, and I could see that there were full black wooden coffins lined up, and paper money was scattered on the ground, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

Two men, one old and one young, had already heard the movement of the carriage and waited outside, and the older one looked to be fifty or sixty years old, dressed in a loose white robe, with a short white knife pinned to his waist.

The young man was just an ordinary teenager, wearing a black power suit, lowering his eyebrows, and followed closely behind the old man.

"Ahem, cough, I don't know that the adults of the Criminal Department are coming, I haven't greeted you from afar, ahem, cough, please come in, drink a cup of tea......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The old man kept coughing, the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together, his skin was pale, like hard leather, his eyes rolled, looking at Wang Anfeng and Yan Ling, the smile on his face was kind, but it made his scalp a little numb, I don't know if it was a person standing in front of him, or the walking dead.

It was not the first time that the leader led the way, but he still gave goosebumps all over his body, and he stiffened his head and said:

"I don't have time to greet you here, Fifth Old Man, is the female corpse that died earlier still there?"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at him, the muscles on his face twitched, and the wrinkles on his face were huddled together, and he smiled:

"Yes, yes."

"What's wrong? Li catches the head, the girl will be buried in two days. ”

"It's a pity, such a handsome girl has a big hole in her neck...... Even if you want to find a secret marriage, it's not easy to ......"

The old man seemed to shake his head with some pity, his voice was low, the wind seemed to become stronger, blowing the white flags on both sides of the door, blowing the paper money on the ground, the three catchers sensed a slight chill, and couldn't help but shrink their necks.

The old man had turned around and was being helped by the young man in the suit and walked inside.

Wang Anfeng took a deep look at the old man's back, but he didn't notice anything unusual, it seemed to be just an old man who was a little chattering, retracted his gaze, followed behind Yan Ling, and walked towards the courtyard.

……………………………………

"This girl was found by her husband."

"When I sent it over, the clothes were messy, and the old man showed it, and he had been out of breath for a long time."

"Shougong Sand is still there, and it doesn't hurt anyone."

The old man dressed in white, who looked like there were more corpses than individuals, was leading Wang Anfeng and the others forward, and said something.

Wang Anfeng followed Yan Ling a step behind, while walking, while looking at the layout of this Yizhuang, this place is different from the Yizhuang in the ordinary city, the house is not only much bigger, but also enshrines many statues of Taoist gods, it seems that it was originally a Taoist temple, and after a long time of dilapidation, it was used as a Yizhuang.

It's just that these statues have not been taken care of for a long time, and they are full of dust, and they are even more gloomy and depressing in this room.

The old man paused slightly, stopped next to a coffin, and motioned for the young man next to him to open the coffin.

The young man was not very old, but his strength was not small at all, his arms were outstretched, and the lid of the heavy wooden coffin was pushed open at once, revealing the corpse inside.

But once time has passed, it will decay in a very short time.

So now this girl is still the same as when she died, her face is delicate, and there is still a little immaturity that has not gone away, her black hair is scattered, she is dressed in a blue shirt, she is really a beautiful beauty, but she is not someone Wang Anfeng knows, no matter what, the young man still has a trace of luck in his heart, and then he feels a little ashamed.

The old man stood aside and muttered:

"It's a pity, I don't know whose daughter it is, looking at this eyebrow, at most she is only sixteen or seventeen years old."

"It's even smaller than this little official."

He looked at Wang Anfeng with a heart-numbing smile on his face.

Yan Ling stepped forward, looked at the dead girl, whispered a whisper, in his eyes, the distracting thoughts were gone, the fingers of his right hand were raised, and the girl's chin was raised, and he saw the hideous wound, the surrounding area was extremely smooth, obviously a sword pierced the throat bone, and then pierced a hole in the spine before stabbing out of the back of the neck.

Fu raised his eyes and looked at the girl's clothes, which were not stained with too much blood.

His heart sank a little, and he carefully put the girl's neck back on the cotton cloth in the coffin.

A warrior's brute strength may be able to pierce the bones with the fragile green bamboo of winter, but if he wants to only pierce a smooth hole in his spine instead of forming a more hideous burst wound, the person who strikes must be a clever swordsman.

A brilliant warrior.

Among the people he knows, there are not many who can do this.

Fu raised his hand again, inspected several parts of the female corpse's body, corresponded to the doubts in his heart one by one, pondered for a moment, and had some numbers in his heart, before he stood up and said to the old man:

"Thank you, sir."

His face was a little gloomy.

The old man laughed out loud, his cloudy eyes moved, fell on Yan Ling, and said:

"There are a lot of people who come here to see the corpses, but it's still rare to be as polite as Shaoxia."

Yan Ling pursed his lips and said:

"My generation practices the principles of a hundred schools, so naturally we should respect the old and help the young, and besides, the younger generation is a patrol of the criminal department, not a ranger."

The old man laughed, then coughed violently, raised his hand to stop the young man patting his back, and said with a smile:

"Although my eyes are not good, my heart is not blind, and the corpse used to be a person, and if I see more, I can naturally see something different, so don't shirk the young man, it doesn't matter where you are and who you are."

"Whoever it is, it's going to end up in this coffin."

Raising his finger and pointing at the black coffin, his voice paused slightly, and the old man had that grim smile on his face, and opened his mouth to invite:

"In the past, there were no living people, so I couldn't keep my mouth shut for a while."

"How many of you want some tea?"

Yan Ling pondered, ignoring the three crazy eye-catchers next to him, and said:

"That's the bother."

"Hehe, don't bother, don't bother......"

"Imam, go wipe down the table."

The old man turned around with a smile, and ordered the young man to entertain Wang Anfeng and a few others, while he went back to the house to find some tea, Wang Anfeng and the three pale-faced catchers sat on the clean table, and the black-clothed young man glanced at them and turned to leave.

The three catchers breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wang Anfeng glanced at them, did not speak, but looked at Yan Ling, who frowned and pondered, and said:

"Brother Yan, is there anything wrong?"

Yan Ling came back to his senses, frowned slightly, and nodded:

"There are indeed some problems......

"This woman, I can't confirm her identity."

"It's not that practicing martial arts is a person in the rivers and lakes, my Daqin is a prosperous era of martial arts, each family has its own faction, I don't know how many kinds of martial arts inheritance, even most of the people in the official family practice martial arts, and the rich families in the city spend a lot of money to let their children worship under some wise martial artists and practice martial arts."

Yan Ling's voice paused slightly, but Wang Anfeng already knew what he meant.

If this woman is a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, as the Great Qin Criminal Department, he can't interfere, even if he is a little unwilling, at most he can only revise the doubts in this matter, and let the county lieutenant rewrite the file once.

But if this girl is just a rich man in the city, or an ordinary person who has learned some kung fu by chance, and has never set foot in the rivers and lakes, but dies here for some reason, then the strict order must investigate this case thoroughly and seek justice for the person who died in vain.

Wang Anfeng looked at Yan Ling.

The young man's body was straight, his eyebrows were cold, and there was a chill.

This is exactly where the children of the Legalists drink blood with knives in their hands.

It is also the place where the children of the Legalists shed blood.

Wang Anfeng sighed in his heart, thought about it, and said:

"Is there any trace of fighting on that girl?"

Yan Ling's expression became more and more condensed, shook his head, and said:

"Not yet."

"I've just seen it, and she has no injuries on her body except for the fatal wound in the throat, and there are no injuries in the common vital areas."

Wang Anfeng said: "That is to say, ......"

Strict order to bow the head.

If a warrior wants to walk the rivers and lakes, he will inevitably fight, and if he is facing each other with swords, he will inevitably be injured, but there is no trace of fighting on this girl's body, so there is a great possibility that it is just for some reason, ordinary people who died innocently, or rich people who practiced martial arts, although it may also be the children of those pampered families.

However, it is customary in Great Qin that when encountering such a case with an unknown identity, it can be directly handled as the people of Great Qin.

The relationship between the rivers and lakes and the court is tense, and they have always been extremely restrained from each other, but in this matter, Daqin will not give an inch.

When the Great Qin was founded, the first secretary of the criminal department, after three days of bloody battle at the Broken Head Cliff, his eyes widened angrily, like a madman, and he scolded at the masters of the rivers and lakes who didn't know how many miles away.

On that day he traveled 80,000 miles alone.

On that day, he carried the great dingshengsheng that had been cast by the criminal department and smashed down the seven mountain gates.

In the end, with the temporary retreat of the entire rivers and lakes, and the Bafang Ding quenched with blood, he returned to Tianjing City.

There was a human head in the ding.

At that time, the troubled times stopped, the power of the rivers and lakes was extremely strong, not inferior to the court, the master of this head was not killed, because of the quarrel, he killed a person who practiced martial arts, and his status in the rivers and lakes was quite high at that time, saying that this person practiced martial arts, and was regarded as a person in the rivers and lakes, and Daqin had no right to interfere.

The first criminal secretary died three days later.

The people in the rivers and lakes were not angry, and the man's wife was like a provocation, and on the first seven days of the Shangshu, he killed another warrior openly, returned to the mountain, and feasted and drank.

On the second day, I woke up drunk, and I could hear a very polite knock at the door.

The doorman opened the door and saw a middle-aged man with a white cloth on his forehead.

The man smiled softly and said a little bothered.

Hanging from the waist is a golden order.

On this day, the second Shangshu of the Criminal Department of Daqin, who had been in office for eight days, wore white clothes and traveled 80,000 miles of mountains and rivers, and came alone.

Stood outside the woman's mountain gate.

Holding the blood-stained Fang Ding in his hand.

The vast Qin Naili.

PS: The second update is offered......