Before going to the hall for an autopsy, Song Yizhi walked in front of the boulder, raised his hand and used his spiritual power to move the stone aside.

The six heads stuck out to look at the dry well.

"How do you know it's a dry well?" Wei Ling raised his head and looked at Chu He and Shen Zheng with a curious expression.

The corners of Chu He's mouth twitched slightly, and then he smiled politely, "That is to say, is there such a possibility, we are monks?" ”

If you let go of the divine sense to investigate, won't you know if there is water in the well?

It seems that Wei Ling was scared stupid.

Wei Ling choked, and then coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Bei Xianyue glanced at Wei Ling, and couldn't hide a smile in her eyes.

"Do you want to go down and have a look?" Chu He opened his mouth to ask Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi counted on his fingers, like that, like that kind of unreliable charlatan.

"What are you?" Wei Ling asked curiously.

Song Yizhi spoke, "Count the time." ”

Wei Ling didn't understand.

"This is not the dry season, and it stands to reason that there will be no water in the well, and of course, if there is a big drought in the first few months, then it is reasonable to have no water in the well." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh.

It's the hardest task!

It's so tricky in the beginning!

When the words fell, Song Yizhi turned his head to look at Chu He, "It's troublesome." ”

"Miss Song's words are serious." After speaking, Chu He jumped down the dry well.

Bei Xianyue clenched her long sword, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

After a while, Chu He climbed up from the well, and he poked his head out, his face was a little dusty, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"There are bones down there." Chu He opened his mouth and said.

Skeleton?!

Wei Ling's faces became more and more solemn.

Bei Xianyue bent down and stretched out her hand to pull Chu He up.

Chu He stood on the ground and pinched a dust-removing trick for himself before he spoke, "The bones below should be human bones." ”

Song Yizhi frowned slightly.

In the end, Song Yizhi made a decision and said, "Scoop it up." ”

Chu He nodded and went down the well again.

After a while, many bones were wrapped in spiritual power by Chu He and sent up.

The bones weren't clean, with mud and rotting flesh on them, and with it the stench that came overwhelming.

Song Yizhi took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose to isolate the stench that was too high.

“…… Oh my God, no, no, no, I can't! Wei Ling raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, turned around, and almost wanted to gag.

Bai Liqi's face was ugly, and it didn't work for him to cover his nose, and the stench went straight to the heavenly spirit cover.

Bei Xianyue raised her hand and made a decision to build an enchantment, isolating the stench.

The autumn wind blew away the stench, and a few people were a little better.

Chu He confirmed that there was no omission before climbing up.

He had just come up, and a few dust-removing tricks were smashed down.

Chu He was dragged up by Bei Xianyue again, and then looked at Wei Ling and the others with a smile and tears.

Song Yizhi walked around the pile of corpses with his hands, "These corpses are scattered, and they may need to be pieced together." ”

Wei Ling glanced at it and quickly looked away at other places, "These stumps and severed arms look almost the same, how can they be pieced together?" ”

"If there's a doctor, or a guy or something, it should be easier." Beixian Yue is a little distressed.

None of them knew how to heal, so they didn't know anything about the human body, let alone piece together the corpses.

"I can try." Baili spoke weakly.

Five eyes fell on him again.

Bai Liqi was still subconsciously nervous.

Several people looked away in unison, asking Bai Liqi not to be so nervous.

Baili Qi took a few deep breaths, relaxed down, and said slowly, word by word, "I can give it a try." ”

"I'm here with you, just say if you need help." After Bei Xianyue spoke, she said, and then, she turned her head and said to Song Yizhi, "The four of you go in for an autopsy, right?" ”

Song Yizhi nodded.

Wei Ling took two or three steps up and hugged Shen Zheng's arm, looking resistant and not wanting to go to the hall again.

Under Shen Zheng's half-dragged half-drag, Wei Ling walked into the hall again.

Chu He pinched and put the hanging corpse on the bed.

Without the corpse, Wei Ling was also a little bolder, she walked over and raised her hand to smear the piece of red silk, her face was complicated, "This red silk ......"

Wei Ling kicked the drum stool, and then stepped on the drum stool to stand up.

Shen Zheng watched Wei Ling put his head into the red silk, and exclaimed in fright, "Wei Ling, what are you going to do?!" Don't you think about it! ”

As he spoke, Shen Zheng reached out and hugged Wei Ling's legs, ready to hug the person away.

Song Yizhi and Chu He, who were looking at the corpse by the bedside, turned around and saw Wei Ling being held by Shen Zheng with his legs, dragging the red silk with both hands, and his body dangling in the air like fallen leaves.

"I didn't think about it!" Wei Ling didn't have the anger to speak, looking at Shen Zheng with a worried and anxious face, and suddenly he was amused and angry.

"You let me go, do you think I'm the kind of person who can't think of it! I'm just looking at this red silk! Wei Ling really couldn't hold back, and scolded with a smile.

Shen Zheng realized that he wanted to go wrong, smiled embarrassedly, and then let go of Wei Ling's legs.

Wei Ling stood on the drum bench and untied the dead knot on the red silk in three or two strokes.

"Bell—"

Wei Ling looked down.

Song Yizhi got up and walked over, then squatted down and picked up the hollow small copper ball on the ground.

Song Yizhi shook it, and there was a muffled sound in the hollowed out small copper ball.

"What's inside?" Wei Ling jumped down from the drum bench with the piece of red silk.

"It should be spices." Song Yizhi looked up at Wei Ling.

Wei Ling didn't speak, she unfolded the material in her hand, and the peony flower pattern on the material was lifelike.

Song Yizhi looked at the satin, "Peony cloth? ”

Wei Ling nodded, "This is the first feature of the peony fabric, the fabric is woven with a peony pattern; The second feature is dyed with peony flowers, because it is dyed with flower juice, there will be a peony fragrance on all materials, which will not disperse for a long time. ”

Chu He was also bold, and when he heard this, he bent down and pulled up a corner of the clothes on the corpse and sniffed it, but he didn't smell anything.

He turned his head to look at Wei Ling and said with a puzzled expression, "But there is no peony fragrance on this dress." ”

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, she rubbed the peony flower pattern on it, and was suspiciously suppressed, and said firmly, "I'm sure I'm not mistaken, this is the peony cloth, this kind of weaving in the entire Peony City only has the Zhao family's weaver association." ”

Chu He frowned.

The material that should have the fragrance of peony flowers has no fragrance, what is going on?

It's really getting more and more confusing.

Song Yizhi walked to the side of the bed and looked at the corpse on the bed, "You say, can a hanged person die so beautifully?" ”

Chu He glanced at the corpse and groaned, "This is also very strange, how can anyone laugh before he dies, and he laughs so influentially." ”

"That's it, Chu He is right, how can anyone still laugh if he wants to die." Wei Ling said as she threw the red silk in her hand on the table, and she walked over to study the red clothes.

"Isn't this a wedding dress?" Wei Ling spoke.

Wedding dress? Wedding?

"You see, there's a lot of embroidery here." Wei Ling pointed to the inconspicuous double happiness word on the hem of the clothes, "Whoever is idle and has nothing to do embroider this on the clothes, only the wedding dress will embroider this double happiness word." ”

Song Yizhi glanced at Wei Ling appreciatively.

Yes, yes, this eldest lady can be regarded as serious and careful.

(End of chapter)