When Xiao Song and Ran Yan rushed to the mountain, the hosta flower beds had all been uprooted, and many of the officials turned pale and vomited.

Even though Ran Yan had seen countless corpses, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

A half-turned rotting corpse emitted a foul smell, as far as Ran Yan's eyes could see, there were at least ten corpses, buried in the soil of a distinctly different age, some had been completely ossified, and some of the carrion had been entrenched in the roots of hosta flowers.

Ran Yan couldn't help but take a step forward, and Xiao Song pulled her back, "You have injuries on your body, don't touch these filth." ”

Ran Yan also paused, indeed, there is no disinfection equipment in this era, and the effectiveness of the protection such as those gloves made is also limited, and she has injuries on her body now, so it is better not to stain it.

Xiao Song turned his head to the official beside him and said, "Go and call Liu Qingsong to come over." ”

The official answered, and rushed down the hill quickly.

Ran Yan frowned and looked at these corpses, as well as the clothes and other scattered items next to them, "It seems that those missing ladies, there are so many corpses, why are there only three Lang Jun?" ”

Xiao Song said, "Those Lang Jun were all abandoned in the wilderness, and no one found them within three days, and they might be eaten by wild beasts." ”

"Looking at this situation, the murderer has been committing murder for more than a year, but he has only just been exposed." Ran Yan really didn't expect that this place where nunnery and monasteries gathered, not only was it not a pure land, but also a hell on earth.

"I'll send you back." Xiao Song looked down the mountain.

Ran Yan followed his gaze and looked over, just as he saw Wan Lu panting and running up, and then thinking of the terrifying situation here, Ran Yan nodded, and saw Xiao Songlu's already wet half of his body outside the umbrella.

This oil-paper umbrella is a little larger than an ordinary umbrella, but because of Xiao Song's tall stature and Ran Yan, the two of them are obviously not enough, and the open umbrella is almost covered above Ran Yan.

The two went down the mountain side by side, and Wanlu began to shout more than ten zhang away, "Lady, you can leave whatever you say, and you won't call the slave or maid." ”

Ran Yan looked at her and couldn't help but smile slightly. Xiao Song has been staring at her as if nothing, and saw that a quiet smile suddenly bloomed on her always cold face, like a water lotus quietly blooming, and the moment of amazement made Xiao Song not come back to his senses for a long time, until Ran Yan left his side and walked under the evening green umbrella to bow slightly to him, "Thank you Xiao Langjun." ”

Xiao Song hurriedly retracted his thoughts, quietly lowered the umbrella in his hand, covering most of his face, and said in a steady voice, "Seventeen Niang is polite." ”

Seeing that the two of them were still clubbing in the rain after they finished speaking, Wan Lu couldn't help but reminded loudly, "Lady, it's time to go back, otherwise Xing Niang will start chattering again." ”

Ran Yan wanted to say a few words of thanks, but after thinking about it, except for a "thank you", she really couldn't think of anything new, it was getting late, and she felt that she couldn't help much here, so she returned to Yingmei Nunnery with the evening green.

Xiao Song raised his umbrella and watched her leave.

Until Ran Yan was about to enter the Yingmei Nunnery, Liu Qingsong carried a huge medicine box on his back and climbed to the middle of the mountain at some point, hooked his head and looked at Xiao Song's gaze for a long time, until Xiao Song's deep voice came from his ears, "Have you seen enough?" ”

Liu Qingsong had a wry smile on his face, raised his hand to wipe the sweat and rain, and said with an ambiguous expression, "I just look at it casually, not like Lang You are so affectionate and obsessed." ”

Xiao Song ranks first in the clan, and familiar people call him Xiao Lang, or Lang.

After Liu Qingsong finished speaking, he waited for a long time, and found that Xiao Song was not as angry as usual, so he couldn't help but stretch out his head to look at Ran Yan's back a few times, and asked casually, "Have you been to Ran's house?" Reluctant to quit your family? ”

"Hmm." Xiao Song did not deny it, but only responded calmly.

Liu Qingsong became more and more surprised, "It's rare for you to fall in love with a lady, so you give up?" Don't tell me, you feel that your life is hard to defeat your wife, for her good, and then endure the pain of cutting your love, holding a broken heart, put Ran Niangzi's little hand into Sang Suiyuan's palm, and lick the wounds alone in the rain alone. ”

"She's mine." Xiao Song retracted his gaze, dropped a sentence lightly, and turned towards the hosta garden.

Liu Qingsong carried a large medicine box on his back, trotted up step by step, and gossiped, "Lang, Lang, tell me, you plan to be bitter and sadomasochistic, and arouse Ran Niangzi's love and sympathy; or forcibly grabbing, snatching people home and slowly training; Or is it a combination of domineering and tenderness, so that Lady Ran can fully feel the charm of your man......"

Xiao Song turned around and said coldly, "Let's go to the autopsy." ”

Liu Qingsong saw the corpse in front of him in a blink of an eye, was bluffed, reluctantly stopped his mouth, wrapped his mouth and nose with a plain cloth, and raised his feet into the pile of corpses.

Liu Qingsong is also Xiao's servant, but he is also Xiao Song's companion from childhood to adulthood, three years older than him, and has always been obsessed with medicine. After Xiao Song entered Taixue at the age of fifteen, Liu Qingsong devoted himself to medicine, worshiped a bell doctor as a teacher, and learned a skill.

The two are called master servants, but in fact, they are like siblings, but Liu Qingsong has a problem, that is, he loves gossip very much, and he is very verbose, he has been like this since he was a child, if it weren't for Xiao Song's good patience, it is estimated that he would not have lived today.

Xiao Song's calm face appeared in his heart, and he sighed that he was both a doctor and a master of autopsy, so there was such a big gap between how to do it

Under the frightened gaze of a group of people, Liu Qingsong placed the corpses one by one on the prepared wooden planks covered with plain cloth, and when everything was finished, even Xiao Song, who was used to seeing big cases, couldn't help but gasp.

Ten corpses

If, according to speculation, they were all ladies who eloped with someone, then there were twenty people killed in total

"From the bones to the latest corpses, I guess there was at least a year between them." Liu Qingsong untied the plain cloth in his hand and said.

It was dark very early in the rain, and the sky was already hazy at this time, and no matter how detailed the situation was, it could not be detected. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Xiao Song immediately ordered an umbrella to light a torch to continue looking for evidence.

Liu Qingsong sighed, "It's really vicious, I look at the latest corpse, the mouth and tongue are bound, and the whole body is completely skinless, although it is mostly rotten, but it can be imagined that there are many scars, as if it was beaten to death." ”

"The murderer is not a clean wall." Xiao Song looked at the ten female corpses and made this conclusion firmly.

Liu Qingsong was not interested in who the murderer was, and only regretted, "It's a pity that I didn't see Ran Niangzi's autopsy with my own eyes, it's a pity, Lang wants to marry her home quickly, and I can learn to dissect her with her." When the time comes, you're going to have to say a few nice words for me......"

Xiao Song glanced at him suspiciously, "What beauty do you have?" ”

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