After Scar Qiang went out, Wang Wenlong, who had an angry face, immediately had a smile on his face and politely beckoned us to sit down.

However, because I saw his ruthlessness just now, although he was smiling all over his face, I still had a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, and I couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately I didn't make a big deal after listening to Wen Qingshan's words, otherwise I am afraid it would be really difficult to end.

Wen Qingshan and Wang Wenlong chatted politely for a while, and seeing that the time was not early, Wen Qingshan led me to get up and say goodbye to Wang Wenlong.

On the way back to school, I asked Wen Qingshan curiously: "Boss Wen, just now the fifth master said that he wanted to put that alchemy furnace in the study, you seem to think something is wrong, weishenme?" ”

Wen Qingshan smiled and said, "I originally wanted to persuade him not to do this, because that alchemy furnace is not ordinary. The things left by the ancestors may not be all good things, and if they are not done well, they will harm people's lives. ”

Hearing him say this, I suddenly thought of the "Book of Luban", and said with a gloomy expression: "Is it like the book of "Book of Luban" that killed Uncle Niu? ”

Wen Qingshan didn't seem to expect me to think of this matter, and was stunned for a moment before sighing and saying, "Alas, there is no news about Niu Jun's father yet, and I also want to investigate the matter as soon as possible, otherwise I always feel that I owe him something." ”

At the mention of this, the atmosphere seemed a little sad, and I hurriedly diverted the topic: "By the way, why do you think that alchemy furnace is not ordinary?" ”

Wen Qingshan said: "You should have also seen that the alchemy furnace is engraved with runes, those are not ordinary runes, but a very mysterious Taoist ciphertext, it is said that this kind of ciphertext originates from a Taoist faction that cultivates evil sect spells, and is not known to outsiders, so I am worried that there will be something evil in that alchemy furnace." ”

"Then why didn't you tell the fifth master the truth at that time?"

"Hehe, the fifth master was on the rise at that time, and with his temperament, he would definitely not listen to my dissuasion, but would feel that I touched his moldy head and was displeased. Besides, I'm not very sure about this, so it's better not to say it. ”

"What if something really evil?" I asked.

Wen Qingshan smiled and said, "This kind of thing, you should ask your master, he is an expert." ”

My master? I was slightly stunned at first, and then reacted, what he was referring to Huang Yixian, and hurriedly corrected: "Do you mean Huang Yixian?" He is not my master, but my uncle. ”

Wen Qingshan was a little surprised: "Huang Yixian is your uncle?" So who is your master? ”

I lowered my head and replied gloomily, "My master has passed away for more than ten years. ”

"Sorry, then you ......"

Before Wen Qingshan finished speaking, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone interrupted him, Wen Qingshan held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the mobile phone with the other: "Hey! Luo Brigade! ”

……

"What!?" I don't know what Wen Qingshan said on the other end of the phone, his face suddenly changed, and with a sudden brake, my forehead almost hit the dashboard.

After a while, he put down the phone, turned his head to look at me, and said slowly, "Niu Shaohua is dead." ”

"What!?" I was also taken aback, "How did he die!?" ”

"The cause of death is not yet clear, it was Luo Jian, the captain of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Team, who called me just now, and now the body is in the funeral home, are you interested in coming with me to have a look?"

I immediately nodded.

Wen Qingshan found an intersection in front of him, turned the car around, and went straight to the direction of the city funeral home.

When we arrived at the funeral home, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, although the lights were still on inside, but it made people feel a chill down their backs, after all, it was a place to place the dead, and it was inevitable that the yin qi would be heavier.

Wen Qingshan parked the car, and after the two of us got out of the car, we went straight to the funeral home building, but were stopped by the security guard on night duty at the door, and the security guard said lukewarmly: "It's off work now!" We will not accept visits from the families of the deceased, so come back tomorrow. ”

Wen Qingshan was just about to explain, when a policeman shouted loudly inside: "Master Wen, come in!" ”

The security guard turned his head and looked at it, and immediately stood up respectfully, and let us go in without even asking us to register.

The policeman who greeted Wen Qingshan greeted him, this is a middle-aged policeman in his forties, with a Chinese face, a scar at the corner of his eye, and a righteous face.

Wen Qingshan clasped his fists at him and said, "Captain Luo! ”

It turned out that he was Luo Jian, the captain of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Team, no wonder the attitude of the security guard just now suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

After Luo Jian approached, he smelled the smell of wine emanating from the two of us, and frowned slightly: "Master Wen, you shouldn't be drunk driving, right?" ”

Wen Qingshan did not deny it: "Hehe, don't worry!" I'm fine! Then he asked, "Where is Niu Shaohua's body?" ”

Luo Jian shook his head helplessly: "Come with me!" ”

We followed Luo Jian to a room at the end of the hallway.

Before I even walked in, I immediately smelled a strong smell of formalin, and I felt a little unbearable.

I couldn't help but rub my nose and look into the room, only to see that in the middle of the room, there was an iron bed, and on top of the iron bed, lay a naked corpse with its upper body and the lower half covered by a white sheet.

Luo Jian raised his hand and pointed at the corpse, turned his head to me and Wen Qingshan, and said, "Master Wen, you went over to identify whether it was Niu Shaohua." ”

I walked behind Wen Qingshan and glanced at the miserable white face, it was really Niu Shaohua! What surprised me was that on Niu Shaohua's chest, there was a black and red bloody handprint.

Wen Qingshan glanced at the bloody handprint, frowned, turned his head and asked Luo Jian, "What's the matter with this bloody handprint?" ”

Luo Jian replied, "It was there when his body was found." ”

Wen Qingshan reached out and pressed the skin around the bloody handprint, his expression solemn.

Luo Jian said: "The body was found in a garbage dump in the suburbs this afternoon, and after a preliminary forensic identification, the time of death should have been more than three days. ”

Wen Qingshan was slightly stunned: "More than three days? How is this possible! His skin is well-defined and elastic. In my opinion, he died only a few hours at most. ”

Luo Jian said: "At first, I thought that he had only been dead for a few hours, but through the analysis of his subcutaneous tissue, it was inferred that his death time should have been more than three days." In short, the cause of his death was very strange, except for the bloody handprint on his chest, no other wounds were found, but after examination, the forensic doctor found that the bloody handprint was only due to the congestion of the subcutaneous tissue, and it was not fatal enough, so the specific cause of his death may have to wait until tomorrow after the autopsy to know. ”

Wen Qingshan frowned and said: "I heard that there is a long-lost evil martial art, called the Heart Destroying Palm, the person who is hit by the Heart Destroying Palm, except for leaving a bloody handprint on the surface of the body, does not seem to be in serious trouble, but in fact, all the internal organs in the body have been shattered by the strong internal qi. ”

"What!?" Luo Jian was taken aback, "You mean, he was beaten to death with a heart-destroying palm?" ”

Wen Qingshan nodded: "I don't rule out this possibility!" ”

"However, when we found his body, he was still wearing a very thick cotton coat, and it would have taken a lot of strength to break his heart with one palm!" Luo Jian felt a little incredible.

Wen Qingshan said: "The Heart-Destroying Palm is an invisible wound with a strong internal qi, not to mention cotton clothes, even if it is separated by a thick stone slab, it can still shatter his internal organs." ”

"I didn't expect there to be such a powerful kung fu in the world!" Luo Jian sighed, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked Wen Qingshan: "By the way, Master Wen, you asked us to help you find this person?" ”

Wen Qingshan let out a long sigh and told Luo Jian the cause and effect of the matter, Luo Jian listened, frowned, and pondered for a long time before he analyzed thoughtfully: "According to this, the person who is most suspected of killing Niu Shaohua should be the old man who wants to buy the "Luban Book"?" ”

At that time, he told me that he was only looking for the Book of Luban for collection, but now that he thinks about it, he said that as long as the content of the book is true, no matter which dynasty, he is willing to pay a lot of money. This also shows that he doesn't really care about the cultural value of the book, only the content of the book. ”

"What's in the book? But didn't you say that the Book of Luban is a strange book that records the mystics of feng shui? And that curse. How dare he look at it? Luo Jian asked puzzled.

Wen Qingshan said: "This is the problem! If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would not dare to peep into this strange book no matter what. ”

Listening to what Wen Qingshan said, Luo Jian couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "Who will this old man be!?" ”

I stood aside and quietly listened to the conversation between Wen Qingshan and Luo Jian, my eyes kept staring at Niu Shaohua's corpse, and I secretly thought in my heart: "Niu Fat Man has always said that he wants to seek revenge on Niu Shaohua, if he knows that Niu Shaohua is dead, what kind of mood will he feel?" Is it relieved? Or is it lost? After all, the true cause of his father's death may become an eternal mystery. ”

I was thinking about it, and suddenly I felt that Niu Shaohua's fingers seemed to move slightly, and I was shocked, what is the situation! Could it be that I drank so much that I was dazzled? I hurriedly rubbed my eyes, looked at them carefully for a while, but found no movement, I was relieved, it seems, it was really dazzled.

The smell of formalin in the room really made me a little uncomfortable, and seeing that Wen Qingshan had also checked it out, I whispered, "Boss Wen, we should go back." ”

Wen Qingshan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "It's time to go back." He turned to Luo Jian and said, "Team Luo, call me tomorrow when the autopsy results come out." ”