"No, it's your master who is going to take you out in a while, and you can't go back to that realm, but you can't get fishy."

Feng Langzhong was standing behind the screen separating the front hall and the hall, rubbing the silver needles with soju with his hands and feet, and replied casually without raising his head: "Uncle Shi told you, only those who are talented or accustomed to staying in it dare to eat meat casually." ”

Hey, fool the children, Uncle Shi knows every day that he is used to Master. Other people's masters all look like adults, but the sugar snacks and lazy sleep that his master has eaten in a year are several times more than that of him, a real child. Xiao Haishan was afraid of being beaten, so he didn't dare to refute Uncle Shi in person, so he could only bite the bean paste bag and muttered secretly in his heart.

However, when he was taken to the county government by the master and followed up with courage all the way, Xiao Haishan realized that Uncle Shi was really not fooling him - not to mention the meat, even the bean paste bun that he had just eaten with pickles, he had a nausea feeling of wanting to vomit it out.

Although it was not yet hot weather, five corpses were parked in the room at once, three of which were still soaked in water, and the smell of rotting to the fishy sweetness can be imagined.

Zhao Hanjing himself was also uncomfortable, and put the little apprentice who was uncomfortable in the courtyard to ventilate, he took the handkerchief handed by Second Uncle Yang, and skillfully covered his mouth and nose with the sackcloth soaked in vinegar, and the strength of the stomach slowly stopped.

Second Uncle Yang's real name is Yang Deshan, and he is the brother of Zhao Tongan when he was young. In the past few years, the two families have still moved around from time to time, visiting each other during the New Year's holidays, and giving each other some local products, just like when Lao Zhao Langzhong was still alive. Even the household registration documents between him and Ah Yan were only possible thanks to the relationship between Second Uncle Yang. Xiao Zhao Langzhong inherits the love of others, so every time the second uncle calls him to come to the house, even if he hates the corpse and the smell of the corpse, he will put down the work at hand and rush over to help.

Fortunately, Second Uncle Yang rarely took him directly to see the corpse.

…… Fortunately, if the body is not fresh enough, it will not shed blood.

Fortunately, the second uncle didn't really take him to see the corpse this time, but just led him to the outer duty room. But even if it is a duty room, the smell in the house is terrible, in addition to the rancid smell that is often found on weekdays, and it is mixed with a smell of fish scales and aquatic plants, like a large basket of fresh fish spoiled at the same time, so fishy that Zhao Lang panicked at the bottom of the center.

"I'm not afraid to teach you that the old man saw Pershing's corpse and was scared to death." Rao is inheriting his father's position, since he was a scholar, and has been an errand in the county government house for more than ten years, when it comes to this case, Second Uncle Yang is still a little embarrassed, "When I first brought it in, I was also startled, I have never seen such a miserable death." The murderer first cut off the limbs of the deceased with a sharp object, then cut the left and right pipa bones of the deceased, cut them vertically, cut them all the way to the tail vertebrae, and finally took his heart and liver. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Hanjing's cold hair stood up, and his neck shrank.

This posture hurts when it sounds.

Yang Deshan continued to describe to him the results inferred from the appearance of the corpse: "This knife is about half a foot long, flat and has no blood groove. There are many knife marks on the sections of Pershing's limbs, as well as where the abdomen has been cut, but the force is surprisingly even, indicating that the murderer is not good at using knives, but he is very calm when killing. According to common sense, if the deceased is tortured in this way, the expression on his face will become very distorted because of pain and fear, and it will be very difficult to find the sufferer to identify the body—the strange thing is that this Pershing's face is so peaceful, it is no different from sleeping in his mother's house. ”

Zhao Langzhong also felt strange, and couldn't help but think along with Second Uncle Yang's words: "So, he didn't feel pain or fear when he died...... Did the murderer knock him unconscious or give him sweat medicine before killing him? ”

Now that he really heard the facts of the case, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the cultivation of monsters is weak, since they have reached the point where they can transform and walk in the human world, their strength must be far better than that of ordinary mortals, and most of the equipment used are extremely sharp - of course, people like Ah Yan are definitely not included in the category of ordinary mortals, her evil body is enough to keep him from having nightmares, if she meets the monster in a narrow way, maybe the little demon who is a little lower will turn his head and run.

So, if it's really a monster and wants to kill someone, and it's a ruffian who has been hollowed out by wine, does it need to be cut so hard and so unfamiliar?

Surely not!

In this case, it is very likely that the murderer used some kind of evil art, which caused the Momoki Sword to react to this. I think last night's beep was only a cup of tea, and if it was a certain kind of talisman or a low-level scroll with a spell burned, the time would be commensurate.

In addition to the serious immortal cultivation sects in this world, there are also many folk Dharma veins scattered on the rivers and lakes, and there are many scattered monks who only learned a few hands of fur and then came out to the dock to eat mixed rice. And Pershing, he has also heard of it, and he doesn't say it well, but he is just a vicious dog who has taken advantage of human power, relying on his godsister to be the favorite concubine of Li Yuanwai, and he is powerful and blessed in Nanguanfang. So if someone hated Pershing and bought a talisman or scroll from a scattered alchemist to confuse the public, it was also very likely.

After all, since Zhou County Ling took charge of the county, unless the murderer was caught on the spot, most of the murder cases were backlogged into unsolved cases, and they could only be written in the file without results and piled up on the shelves.

"If it's really a common sweat pill on the market, it will be easy to do." Second Uncle Yang confirmed his guess, sighed, took out a small paper bag, opened it carefully, and showed it to Zhao Hanjing, "Look, this thing, I scraped it off the collar of the deceased." ”

The paper bag was wrapped in a little powder, the color of which was as tender as a new willow with some goose yellow, mixed with dots of reddish-brown, which were the traces left by the blood splashed and dried.

The old man re-wrapped the powder, and his words were half amazed, half fearful of the powder: "I have tested rabbits, and if they are as small as a grain of millet and rice, they will faint as if they were dead." This is definitely not a medicine that ordinary gangsters can get, if there is no way to know what kind of medicine it is, where to get it, and who will dispense this medicine, this case will not be closed. The second uncle wants to ......"

If you want to speak, you stop, and you want to stop.

"I'll take this medicine back and test it to see what the recipe is." Having said that, of course Zhao Hanjing understood what Second Uncle Yang was calling him for, "But...... The test can't be tested, or two said. ”

"Naturally, this kind of thing has always been done to obey the destiny of heaven." The old man became more and more worried, "The second uncle doesn't want to involve you, but Zhou Daling ordered the arresters in the county government to make every effort to search for the murderer in the ya, and then put the Pershing case aside completely." Although Pershing did not die unjustly, the second uncle always felt that this medicine was a hidden danger after all, and if he didn't dig into the roots, maybe there would be a big mess in the future. ”

Zhao Hanjing took the paper bag with a solemn face, and said in his heart that there was no need to wait for the future, this medicine had already caused a big mess.

After returning from the county office, Zhao Langzhong said hello to Feng Ayan, threw Xiao Haishan, who was stimulated by the smell of corpses, to her for discipline, and locked himself in a simple medicine room set up in the ear room. The paper bag was casually thrown on the table, and he sat silently in his chair for a long time before letting out a long sigh.

He lied to Second Uncle Yang, and he recognized the medicine.

thought that as long as the murderer was not a monster, this matter would have nothing to do with him anymore, but in the end, it turned out to be a debt. Zhao Hanjing opened the drawer that had been sealed by spells and took out a thick book. The original cover of the book was torn off, and the green rattan paper wrapped in the back did not have a name written on it; When you open it, it is densely filled with many small characters, and there are some illustrations with delicate and realistic brushstrokes; On one of the pages is a delicate silver bookmark, and at the bottom of the bookmark is the following paragraph:

- The mackerel, the Nandi river fish. The round tail is small, the shape is like a bucket, the abdomen is white, the back is blue and black, the body has yellow spots, the taste is fresh and very poisonous. There is also a sea duck mackerel, don't live in the seclusion of the East China Sea, the skin is hard and thorny, frightened and stands, only the liver and gallbladder are highly poisonous, even more than the mackerel. There is a bright lamp on the forehead, which contains juice and can detoxify itself. Take the liver of the sea duck mackerel, extract it with vinegar, and mix it with medicine, which can make people take it without dying, only to faint. Yu tried it when the knife removed the carbuncle, the patient fainted and did not know the blood and pain, as if he was dead, and waited for the needle to close his abdomen, and wrapped it with gold sore medicine, and healed for two or three moments, Fang Zisu. Brother Ying Huan saw that its color was as beautiful as bluegrass, and it happened to be successful in March, and he was pleased to say that "March Orchid" was also.

This is a collection of secret recipes written by his master one by one, the most precious relic of his master, and the last connection between him and the immortal path in addition to the peachwood sword.

The tender green powder in the paper bag is only the "leaves" of the March orchid, which can be used to relieve the pain of patients when healing; Later, in the process of repeatedly refining and purifying the "leaves", the master accidentally obtained the "flowers" of the March Orchid. It was a magnificent blue-purple powder with a mineral crystal-like sheen, which could be used to make the finest fake death medicine.

Zhao Hanjing put away the secret recipe book again and began to dispense medicine. Nearly three hours later, he stared intently at a special glass kettle on the long table, then dipped a medicine spoon into some powder, which had been cleansed of the blood components, and poured it into the colorless liquid he had prepared. The tender green powder gradually sank, lingering into an illusory and brilliant blue and purple in the clear and slightly white glass, revealing an ominous aura in the demonic smelt.

And so it was.

He slumped into his chair in exhaustion.

There is no right or wrong in the March orchid itself, and the good and evil of the person who can use the medicine determines whether it is a medicine that cures diseases and saves people, or a poison that kills people; And his master's posthumous work, there is no right or wrong in itself, the mistake is in the puppet Huaibi - the mistake is in the Kanli faction, all of them are powerless Dan Xiu.

"Senior brother! Brother! A call mixed with a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Zhao Langzhong agreed with "hey, hey", and in a panic, he poured all the blue-purple liquid into a glass bottle and sealed it, for fear that Feng Ayan would suddenly break in. Although he laid out a formation in this ear room, Xiao Langzhong thought that he was not good at learning, and it was okay to guard against ordinary people and little monsters, and it could be said that it was a pure dream to block Feng Ayan's Yanling knife.

After all, through the scabbard, he could hear the remnants of the dying screams on it, and in another hundred years, he might be able to bring disaster to the world.

After getting along for more than two years, Zhao Hanjing was no longer worried about what she would do to him, but he was afraid that she would find out that he was actually just a cowardly coward, a poor worm who would rather die to escape than face reality, but he didn't dare to die.

He was afraid that she would be disappointed in him.