Just do it. Ji Ying informed Duanmu Lingfeng of the plan to go to the cemetery for an autopsy tonight, and under Duanmu Lingfeng's incredulous gaze, he went with Jiang Yichen to find the nomadic herd. Along the way, Ji Ying has been silently reciting two words - don't cowardly!

Surprisingly, the attitude of the nomadic wild has changed dramatically. When Ji Ying told Nomad Ye "righteously" that she wanted to ask him for help to check Zhao Jin's body, Nomad Ye lost his mind for a moment.

"You also suggested that I go to open the coffin for an autopsy this morning, why did you hesitate in the afternoon?" Ji Ying poked Nomad's arm and asked.

Nomad Ye Zhiwu said: "Morning...... Morning because I'm scaring you, knowing that you don't have the guts to say it on purpose. Now, now I don't think there's any need to go. ”

"What do you mean it's not necessary?" Ji Ying was even more strange, "You also said that it is a blessing to treat the living, and it is righteousness to avenge the dead, why are you chirping crookedly today, where has your heroism gone?" ”

"You have to take care of it! Anyway can't go today! ”

Jiang Yichen sat down beside the nomadic herd, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked, "Is there anything unspeakable about the wandering boy?" ”

"How can I have something unspeakable?" Nomad Ye flatly denied it, "Ji Ying's body hasn't been raised yet, so of course I can't take her on a risk." ”

"I'm almost healed." Ji Ying said, "Anyway, you do such a job as an autopsy, I just watched from the side, how could I take the risk?" Could it be that Mr. You has something to do tonight? Still is...... Are you scared at all? ”

"How is that possible! What will I be afraid of? ”

"And what are you rubbing against?"

Nomad Ye's rhythmic fingers tapping on the table finally stopped, and his naturally open hand slowly clenched into a fist, saying, "Since you have decided, I will go with you, what's the big deal!" ”

A few people agreed to set off at the right time. When Ji Ying was leaving, Nomad Muye did not forget to remind: "Call a few more people." Remember to pull up Brother Duanmu. ”

Ji Ying was inexplicable, but she still responded.

That night, several people met at the city gate and went to Zhao Jin's cemetery together. Zhao Jin's cemetery is in a forest in the southwest of the capital, and many dignitaries like to build the cemetery here, because it is rumored that it is a treasure land by the mountains and rivers.

After walking for about half an hour, Dong Jiu said "It's here", and everyone got off the horse and got out of the car. I took a photo with a torch and confirmed that it was the grave of Lord Zhao. Everyone bowed three times at the tomb, confessed their sins, and began to lay shovels.

According to Ji Ying's guts, she would not participate in the digging of the grave, she hid by the carriage early, but she was still so scared that the whirring wind made her sound particularly harsh. She seemed to hear the whistling of wild beasts, felt her mouth dry and her back cold, and she trembled and held her torch to shine on every suspicious shadow.

On the other side, Jiang Yichen and the others quickly dug up Lord Zhao's coffin. Nomad asked everyone to stay away, he covered his mouth and nose with a white cotton cloth, put on gloves, opened the coffin, and began to carefully perform the autopsy.

The moment Nomad opened the coffin, a foul smell spread. Ji Ying inhaled coldly, and the strong rancid stench made her vomit incessantly. Duanmu put down the shovel and came over to pat her on the back, who knew that Ji Ying couldn't stop vomiting, spit sour water after spitting up, and had to retch after spitting sour water. A toss made her dizzy, and Jiang Yichen had to hand her a water bladder for her to rinse her mouth.

After some careful examination and repeated deliberation, the nomadic man finally covered the coffin and crawled out of the grave. He took off his gloves and walked towards Ji Ying.

Ji Ying immediately stopped the nomadic herd: "You...... Stop, don't come! Stay away from me! ”

Nomadic Muye deliberately teased Ji Ying and said, "Do you treat your friends like this?" I worked hard at night to dig up other people's graves and make them smelly, isn't it for you? You still want to reject me thousands of miles away, you really have no conscience! ”

Ji Yingcai didn't care about the nomadic jokes, covered his nose and pouted him: "If you don't go farther, beware of me putting you in a coffin!" If you have something to say, don't talk nonsense! ”

Nomad Ye sat in front of Ji Ying, supported the ground with his hands, and said, "After a comprehensive examination by the great doctor and servant, it was found that this Lord Zhao committed suicide!" ”

"Suicide?!" Everyone couldn't believe it.

"Lord Zhao has three wounds on his body, both of which are skin injuries caused by the long sword, and they did not hurt the bones, so they are not serious. The other wound was in the left shoulder, which was caused by his Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, and the wound was very deep, resulting in excessive blood loss and death. ”

"You mean, the two skin wounds were left by the assassins, and the last knife wound was cut by Lord Zhao himself?"

"Yes."

"How so?"

Nomad Ye stood up, patted the soil on his body casually, and then pulled out the knife on Dong Jiu's body and made a hard slashing motion. Dong Jiu is a smart man, and he is very cooperative with both hands to block. Nomad Ye continued to slash down hard, and Dong Jiu dragged the blade with both hands and lifted up against the trend.

Nomad Nomad let go of his hand and said with satisfaction: "You see, if someone slashes at you, you will definitely do to meet it with both hands, raise it against the trend, or dodge to the side of the blade." In this way, if the opponent has a lot of strength and cuts you, the wound will be uneven, and there will be abrasion marks in and out. Moreover, because of the opponent's frontal attack, the wound should be of the same depth, at least not in the shoulder and shallow in the heart. However, the knife mark on Lord Zhao's body is very crisp and neat, the depth is obviously different, and the wound on the shoulder is obviously deep, so it must be a suicide. ”

A dignitary of the court who committed suicide after fighting the Assassins? It's a joke to tell. What's even more ridiculous is that the adults who were ordered to investigate this murder were unaware! It's weird!

Everyone knew that when Lord Zhao died, he knelt on the ground facing inward, and that posture seemed to be repentance. If Lord Zhao really felt guilty, then what would he repent? Why is it facing inward?

"Is there really something inside the walls?" Ji Ying blurted out.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yichen asked.

Ji Ying replied: "When we went to Lord Zhao's room, the little brother who guarded the mansion told us that there were a lot of blood stains next to Lord Zhao's body at that time, but the walls were very clean. We also found two arc-shaped scratches on the floor. I suspect that there is a mechanism on that wall, and that there must be something hidden inside. ”

"Or rather, that thing has been taken away," Jiang Yichen added, "Lord Zhao blamed himself for failing to protect it, and he couldn't chase after him because he was afraid of the other party's identity, so he committed suicide to apologize." ”

Ji Ying sighed and said, "I think we have fallen into a dead loop, there is something that is decisive for the case, and we can't find it or ask it." ”

"You Gongzi, what weapons do you usually use?" Jiang Yichen asked nomadic nomad coldly.

"I'm used to using my bare hands, and occasionally I use some knives and guns, but in short, it's not good." Nomad replied solemnly.

The topic changed too quickly, Ji Ying's brain couldn't react, she asked, "Okay, why are you asking this?" ”

Jiang Yichen ignored Ji Ying, and then asked Nomad Muye: "How long can you last against ordinary martial artists?" ”

"It depends on how ordinary it is. If the other party is Brother Duanmu, I'm afraid I won't be able to last a stick of incense. ”

Duanmu glanced at the nomadic wild. His martial arts are the number one in the rivers and lakes!

"Hey, what the hell are you talking about?" Ji Ying asked again.

Jiang Yichen put his arm around Ji Ying's shoulders and whispered to Ji Ying: "We are surrounded by killers. ”

"Killer?" Ji Ying was shocked and almost couldn't control her voice, "You mean ......"

Jiang Yichen is still in danger, and he doesn't seem to take these killers seriously. He lowered his voice and arranged: "There are more than a dozen killers ambushed around, and the kung fu is okay." It's not easy for us to break through together, it's better to do this - Xiao Jiu, you and You Gongzi work together to protect You Gongzi's safety. ”

"Don't worry!"

"Brother Duanmu, you need to act alone."

"I'm afraid the killer is coming to Ji Ying, I'll take care of it with you."

Jiang Yichen shook his head and said, "Brother Duanmu's kung fu is trustworthy, so leaving you alone is actually to break off." Ji Ying has no martial arts to defend herself, and she can't run fast if she can't fight, I'm afraid that there will be a mistake when I take her out, so please take care of it in the back. ”

"No problem!"

Jiang Yichen instructed again: "Be careful in everything, don't fall in love with war." ”

"Rest assured. Take care of the baby. ”

The killers haven't attacked yet and seem to be waiting for a command. At this time, every subtle insect chirp seems loud.

Jiang Yichen put his arms around Ji Ying, quietly bypassed the carriage, took the long sword from the horse, and walked onto the official road. Duanmu clenched the sword he carried with him, and his spirit was tense. Only Nomad Ye still looked like a lang, made a few jokes with Dong Jiu, who had a straight face, picked up the shovel on the ground, and raised a few handfuls of soil on Zhao Jin's coffin.

Ji Ying secretly swallowed her saliva and asked, "When did these killers follow?" ”

"When you're throwing up the worst."

"Huh? Then why don't you tell everyone to run? ”

Jiang Yichen knocked Ji Ying's head: "Fool, if I could run, I would have run a long time ago." ”