Liu Xunfeng frowned and asked questioningly, "Broken bones?"

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"Look! Quite obvious, alas! I can't say obviously, I think it's the relationship between the light, just now the stove hasn't been lit yet, and at this moment, the charcoal fire is shining yellow and bright, and then I can see that there seems to be a crack." Jiang Qi squinted his eyes and scratched the crack on the bone with his fingernails.

Under the sunlight, these bones are indeed no different from ordinary dead people's bones, but at this moment, in the charcoal red light, the carina at the front of some large bones and the inside of the ankle are faintly faintly haloed with a thin but gray line, as if they have been drawn by someone with an embroidery needle.

The four of them had their own thoughts, and then Ziche knocked on the table and said, "What do you think?"

「...... I think...... This is not a sign of a broken leg, it has been cut open." Feng Xin said and pulled the bone to the left and right, and found that he couldn't pull it out, so his hands subconsciously twisted in the opposite direction, and there was no movement at the first time, he coughed and took a breath, his wrist was a little skillful, and the front end of the thigh bone was turned away with a click.

The other three people present, even Feng Xin himself, held their breath and concentrated on this bone, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everyone thinks it is incredible, this human bone is not just made into a groove that can be stuck, but carved into a circle of spiral bolts to prevent falling off, and finally coated with a layer of sealing to fix the cutting surface, the workmanship is not lost to the exquisite art outside. But the final glue is not a natural product of human bones after all, and it does show different eating effects on some light sources, but this workmanship is quite deceptive.

"What is this? Trap lock or keyless lock?" Jiang Jian couldn't understand it, but he was surprised, he really hadn't seen this kind of mechanism in his impression.

Not only Jiang Qi, but no one present had seen this spiral pattern, and they were all surprised by this design.

"It's really hard to imagine that most of the corpses with hidden messages are either swallowed in their mouths, or hidden in their organs, so embedded in the bones, I haven't thought about it." Ziche stared intently, trying to figure out what was hidden inside, and the people at the door didn't reveal it, it was very mysterious.

The lower part of the bone is very neat, and it takes years of experience and perfect hand work to achieve, and it is even more difficult to make the joint seamless. In time for the human corpse has not yet been completely corrupted, in addition to cutting the bones but also carving spiral patterns, a careless bone may be scrapped as a whole, this is a fine work that cannot be failed, there are few such skilled craftsmen outside, it seems that these corpses are from the palace The possibility is greatly increased.

Could it really be a messenger? Feng Xin thought in his mind as he slowly turned the bone away.

The moment it was opened, there was a sudden low groan, "Not good." Then he put it back on and turned back to the door and said, "Can you prepare a set of pen and ink for us?"

The doorway was still quiet, there was no movement, and even the faint sound of falling leaves outside could be heard clearly.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Jiang Qi asked puzzledly, "What?"

"It's a flaming paper here, and it has a very low ignition point, and it will burn to ashes if you're not careful." Feng Xinhui.

At this time, the four people in the room all stood still, and noticed the movement outside the door, and the door of the pavilion was opened again, and a cold wind poured in first, almost blowing out the candles on the pillars of the temple. I saw the old shopkeeper push the door into the room, and this time he was led by a pair of Tsing Yi attendants.

"This is a Mobao prepared for the master, and please don't be too simple." The old shopkeeper said to the four people, and after speaking, the attendants at the back each held a flat wooden box from behind, and placed the two wooden boxes lightly on the table full of human bones, and returned to the old shopkeeper with an expressionless face.

Ziche nodded and said sincerely, "Shopkeeper, you are polite."

"Don't dare, don't dare." The old shopkeeper's overly respectful attitude makes people feel quite uncomfortable.

After the three of them left, Liu Xunfeng spoke, "It turns out that the original intention of this corpse is not to ask us to identify people, but all the answers are in this corpse."

"Hmm." Ziche opened one of the wooden boxes, which contained a stack of white paper, and he reached out to open the other.

"Be careful when you open this flame paper later, no matter what is written on it after it is spread out, we will transcribe it first, and then study the content later, any of you have a neat left hand?" Feng Xin instructed and asked the other three.

"Him." Liu Xunfeng compared the car with his shoulder.

"Okay, you stand on the left, no matter what content is copied from the left, I will copy from the right, the flame paper is flammable, in case it burns on the way, you can reduce the chance of omission."

"Okay."

After making sure that there were no objections, the four of them sifted through the other bones again, and finally picked out eight bones with seams.

Jiang Yan said, "Well, that's all. As for the rest of the parts, they should be used to make up the whole corpse, and I don't want to pluck the heads of these two guys."

"Let's take a look first."

Feng Xin placed the ink table in the center of the table, poured some water, picked up the ink strip and began to grind the ink, and when it was ready, he handed a brush to Ziche, and after the two of them evenly dyed the tip of the pen with ink, they gave the other two a positive look.

Liu Xunfeng swallowed his saliva, carefully turned the human bone away, and gently took out the paper roll stuffed inside with the tip of his finger and spread it out. Liu Xunfeng and Jiang Qi pressed the four sides of the paper slightly with their index fingers to prevent the paper from lifting. The flame paper did not have the soft touch of paper, but was like smooth marble, cold and cold, and the content recorded on it was even more unbelievable to the audience......

What is written on the paper is not words or pictures, but a series of vertical and horizontal lines that intersect with each other.

Everyone was so stupid that they couldn't even spit out half a sentence for a while.

"Don't be stunned." Feng Xin drank it, and Ziche immediately retracted his whole face in astonishment, and raised his pen to imitate those weird lines. Feng Xin copied very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to transcribe most of the content.

At this time, the paper on the table could no longer withstand the temperature of the human fingertips, and began to scorch black from the corners, and the black seedlings spread so fast that they had no time to stop it, and they turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.

"This ......"

Facing the ash on the table, the four of them were speechless.

"I know the flame paper has a low ignition point, but it's even more flammable than expected......" Jiang Qi muttered again.

Feng Xin ignored him and turned his head to look at the sub-car, "How did you copy it?"

He was dumbfounded, his eyes glazed for a moment before he spoke again, "This ...... It's not a copy, is it...... Just draw a ghost talisman." Obviously, Ziche had no idea what he was writing about.

Feng Xin glanced at the left half of Ziche's transcription and whispered, "That's enough, let's continue."

In the next seven bones, the hidden content is all this confusing messy lines, after confirming that the transcription must be completed, Feng Xin picked up one of the flame papers and rubbed it with his fingertips, the whole paper turned into ashes in his palm, and the others followed suit and annihilated the remaining evidence.

"This thing is...... A secret of the imperial court?" Liu Xunfeng's tone was unreal.

Eight pieces of paper lay on the table, and a strange atmosphere echoed between the four of them.