If the clown is really unwilling to return to heaven, then it is not impossible to put her back first, but there must be a solution, and now she refuses to say, Zhao Chengping can't do anything about her, let's put it aside first. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Put away the roster of those immortals, Zhao Chengping suddenly remembered those hot-blooded teachers' Japanese dramas, those students who he substituted back then, and now they are teachers.

My dream back then was: how nice it would be if I had such a teacher.

Now the dream is: I hope that these fairy masters can be like the students in Japanese dramas, as long as they pour a few words of chicken soup casually, they can wake up suddenly, quickly accumulate merits, and go back to where they should go.

There were a lot of things piled up in his head, there were signs of increased cranial pressure, and the whole head was faintly swollen, Zhao Chengping got up and walked to the yard.

It is obviously the middle of winter, but the yard is still full of flowers and plants, red plum blossoms, honeysuckle green, where is there any winter gloom. In the end, it is a place where flower fairies gather, although they can't make the flowers bloom against the time, but they also find a lot of seasonal flowers and plants to decorate their lives.

Standing under the plum tree, bursts of dark fragrance linger in your body, and it is rare to steal half a day of leisure.

Unfortunately, soon, the voice of the barefoot fairy broke his silence:

"Young master, the young master and young lady of the Luo family are coming to you."

This place was told to Luo Xinyuan by Zhao Chengping, since he knew that Luo Xinyuan was a reborn, Zhao Chengping felt that there might be some words between them, and he didn't want others to know, especially the place where no one up and down the Zhao family knew who was thinking.

It's more convenient to talk about things here than at home.

Zhao Chengping turned around, and it was the Luo family brothers and sisters standing side by side under the corridor, Luo Xinyuan was nothing unusual, but Luo Xifang's appearance was not normal, her face was a little red, her small mouth was slightly open, and her hands were clasped in her heart.

This appearance is very familiar, just like those female classmates and female colleagues who watched idol dramas in the past, howling to give birth to a monkey for the male god in their hearts and lick the screen.

If you are talking about the production of the wine altar, as long as Luo Xinyuan comes alone, what will Luo Xifang do?

Zhao Chengping pressed the question in his heart and walked over from under the tree: "Hey, what kind of wind blew the two of you here today?" ”

He looked at Luo Xinyuan: "Is there something wrong in the kiln?" ”

"Yes, the person who died in the town today was an old potter I invited from a neighboring town, and he said that he had already set off, and I estimated that I should have arrived today, but I didn't expect it to ......"

"How do you know it's him?" Zhao Chengping asked suspiciously

Luo Xinyuan said: "The people of the security brigade are holding a painting, looking for people everywhere to recognize, although they can't see the face, but from the back of the body, they can see it, so I sent someone to take the painting to the neighboring town to ask, and the people around him said that he was right at a glance." ”

Why is this matter related to Luo Xinyuan again?

"My potter said that he has a lot of experience in burning porcelain, but for pottery, it is not as good as the potter surnamed Zhu in the neighboring town, and they all say that the potter surnamed Zhu has the blessing of the god of fire, and in his hands, even if there is a kiln change, it is all changing in a good direction, and there has never been any mistake."

But part of the potter remained in the town, and the rest was missing.

"What enemies does he have?" Zhao Chengping asked.

There will always be a few skilled craftsmen who covet his skills or are jealous of his skills, and they are not without motives to kill.

"Nope." Luo Xinyuan said, "Because his technology is too high, and he usually only takes a few orders and others can't catch the big job, because he can catch the job, so the porcelain kiln in Taiping Town will become a place where many bosses are willing to recruit potters, it can be said that he alone has driven the business of that large area." ”

"And he is also friendly and warm, willing to teach others, if someone is jealous of his skills and kills him, then he should be killed long ago, why do you have to wait for him to come to our town to kill people?"

Luo Xinyuan sighed, and continued: "The skills of these potters are all passed down by word of mouth, there are no secret books, he is alive, it is valuable to other peers, and when he dies, those skills will never be known." ”

"Have you told Feng Dayong?" Zhao Chengping asked.

"No, I heard that you told Feng Dayong the possible identity of this person, I think it will be more helpful to solve the case by telling you the clues first than telling Feng Dayong." Luo Xinyuan said very seriously.

Zhao Chengping held his forehead, thinking in his heart: "I don't want to even take care of solving the murder case." ”

Forget it, it's fate.

"Let's go see the first place where the body parts are found."

Zhao Chengping put on his coat and came to that dead end with the Luo family brothers and sisters.

This alley is only two streets away from the crowded street, but because this is the most remote top of the town, and it is a dead end, so no one comes at all on weekdays, and those wicker frames are also piled up by Uncle Ye, who is responsible for cleaning the streets of the town, and a lot of fallen leaves need to be cleaned up in autumn, and these wicker frames are very useful.

And on both sides of this dead end, there are only warehouses of a few big merchants, usually no one lives, and the nearest one is the house of the immortal training class, and no one will hear ordinary people calling here.

"There are no scratches on the ground." Zhao Chengping squatted on the ground and watched for a long time, the whole town was bluestone slabs, if it weren't for the fact that there were few people here, and there was some moss growing on the stone surface, with his ability, he really couldn't see anything.

Now on this moss, there is only one person's footprints and a series of trailing traces, that is the record of Uncle Ye coming in a hurry in the morning, and crawling out with a rolling belt, Zhao Chengping carefully checked for a long time, there is no blood, and there is no trace of being scratched or wiped on the wall.

Now we can only roughly determine that this is not the first scene.

From here, it takes about ten minutes to walk to the town where half of the right foot is found.

According to the person who found it, the half of the right foot was thrown on the side of the road at random, without being deliberately buried or thrown into deeper grass.

"Is it possible that he was thrown away, but was picked up by a wild dog or something?" Luo Xinyuan asked.

Zhao Chengping shook his head: "I have carefully looked at the half of the foot, and there are no traces of being bitten by animal teeth on it." ”

Perhaps, after the murderer killed and divided the body, he wanted to escape with the corpse parts, but accidentally fell down at the entrance of the town?

"That means the killer has the ability to escape from town with the body pieces, so why did he leave an arm here?" Zhao Chengping couldn't figure it out.

Luo Xifang suddenly spoke: "Perhaps, the person who left the arm and the person who dismembered the body are not the same person?" ”

If it was two people who collaborated to commit the crime, it would be easy to explain, but why did these two people still disagree and drop corpses everywhere?