Pry open the corpse's mouth.

The baby's stump fell into his hand.

The chewed flesh, the bitten fascia, the torn bones, wrapped in blood and saliva are naked in front of you.

This situation made Zhang Yi and Zheng Tong's faces tremble, and also made a series of retching sounds sound at the door.

Turn your head and look.

It turned out to be a group of people who were late to catch it, so they didn't die, and at the first glance when they entered the door, they didn't have any psychological preparation at all, so they bumped into the scene in front of them.

At that moment, he vomited in the dark, and staggered. Only the young man who took the lead, Li Changan vaguely remembered that he seemed to be more reliable than Bo Ziyu, even though his face was pale, he still kept his face tight and tried to maintain public decency.

Li Changan muttered straight at it, thinking that this Xiaoshui catch is too "pampered". If you see the smoky human flesh hanging between the monster stoves, and the remains of the giants on the side of the road, wouldn't you faint with fright?

He put down the baby's crippled palm, pulled the futon to wipe the blood on his hands, and was about to talk to the catcher.

Suddenly.

A shrill howl was heard.

A thin old woman burst out from behind the door and went straight to the body of the deceased, crying and cursing.

"A dead star! Rotten mother-in-law! A slut who can't be born in eight lifetimes! How can you be so ruthless? That's your own flesh and blood, and you can return my grandson's life!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to tear it apart.

However.

Before she could get her hands on it, she was grabbed by Zheng Tuzi by the back collar and dragged back, seeing that she was still scolding and scratching her face with her nails. He immediately raised the big slap of the pu fan, and the "snap" was two slaps and smashed down, and scolded viciously:

"This old pious woman, who will she look at? others don't want to be contaminated, and a certain family won't get used to it!"

Wang Po was a little dazed by these two beatings, covered her old face, and said after a long time:

"Why is this butcher still beating people?"

"It's hit!"

Zheng Tuzi spat on it.

"Others don't know, I don't know?"

He sneered:

"This guy is the most stingy, and he abuses his daughter-in-law on weekdays, and even when he is pregnant with a baby, he refuses to give her a full meal. starved people out of madness and gnawed their own flesh and bones. ”

Zheng Tuzi glared angrily and spat Xingzi.

"Say, isn't there a part of this little baby's death?!"

The more Wang Po listened, the more shocked she became, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became, and at the end she hurriedly waved her hand and shouted:

"Don't talk nonsense! This word spreads, but how can the old woman go out to meet people?"

"How have I ever abused her, and how have I ever spared a few bites of food? She has my family's blood in her belly, even if I am willing to starve her, will I still starve my grandchildren?"

"It's really a few days before giving birth, her appetite is like a bottomless pit, she can't fill it, and she can't feed it!"

Wang Po poured bitter water.

"I went to look at my rice jar, and when I turned over my bed, there was not a grain of rice, not a single copper, and it was used to fill her stomach. It's my family's old dog who has been raised for more than ten years, and he slaughtered her and stewed her to eat. ”

Even so, it still didn't feed her belly. ”

Wang Po pointed to the pillars supporting the wall.

"Let's see, she even gnawed a piece of bark, what can I do as an old woman!"

She said miserably, but Zheng Tuzi didn't believe half a word, just grabbed her collar and sneered.

Wang Po was anxious, and cried out with "wow", kicked her feet on the ground, and sprinkled scoundrels.

"Beat people, kill people, kill people, slut killed my grandson alive, and let my concubine kill me if he dies!"

Zheng Tuzi was so bruised when he heard this, regardless of whether he was there or not, he had to report the old fist.

But he was restrained by the young catcher and beckoning people, and he stepped forward by himself, smiling at Li Chang'an.

"Daoist Li has worked hard, so leave the rest to us. ”

............

Li Changan's three people were arrested, and they were half invited and half chased out.

When they arrived at the door, they found that the Zhang family brothers, parallel swordsmen and Feng Daoren had already heard the news and arrived, but they were too late to even let the door in.

When I saw the three of them coming out, I hurried up and asked what was going on.

The Taoist priest did not hide it, and explained everything he saw and heard.

When the people heard this, there were those who were angry, those who pondered, and those who were at a loss.

The Taoist priest didn't bother to guess what was in their hearts, and only looked at the small village in front of them.

......

The crowd of onlookers in front of the courtyard has long since dispersed.

The men carried their hoes back to work in the fields; the women went to the ditch at the edge of the village to wash their clothes; the boys chased and played with the branches, and the girls dressed up in muddy water as "family wine"; three or two old men pulled the parents on the roadside; several earth dogs lay in the shade of the trees and fell asleep; a baby who had just gotten off the field pulled the dog's ears and barked "Ya Ya......

The mess is just orderly.

That's pretty much what country life is like.

Just looking at the pastoral picture scroll in front of us, who would have thought that only someone in the village would die of murder? Even when the corpse was still there, the blood stains had not yet dried, and the arrest of the investigation had not yet left?

Time.

The Taoist priest felt that the death of the Wang family's daughter-in-law was really insignificant. It's like throwing a pebble into a pond, and although it stirs up a few ripples, it calms down in the blink of an eye.

It seems that as soon as the freshness has passed, the people in the village have meticulously returned to their original life trajectory.

The village was peaceful and quiet again.

Gradually.

The Taoist priest felt that the scene in front of him seemed to be a little hazy.

It was as if the mist lingering on the distant mountains had invaded the world, and everything seemed blurry and dreamlike.

In the blink of an eye.

The sun shines brightly, and everything in sight is very clear.

Fresh, smelly air came to my nose.

It couldn't be more real.

............

Inside the Wang's courtyard.

The catchers split up to seek clues, leaving two servants, one old and one young, to examine the corpse.

The young man groped for the shoulder blades of the corpse.

"Shhh ”

He jerked his hand back, as if he had been stung by something.

Cutting the clothes from the corpse's back, he was surprised to find that the corpse had some sparse black hairs on the small half of its back under the shoulder blades, which were as hard as needles.

"Grandpa. ”

He summoned the old man.

"What is this?"

The old man glanced at it, waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with the case, don't pay attention to it." ”

"But. The young man was unwilling, "How can this thing grow on a person?"

"I'm sick. ”

"What disease?"

"Poor. ”

"How is poverty a disease?"

"Huh. ”

The old man laughed and said:

"People are so poor that they have all kinds of problems. ”

With that, he picked up his tools.

"Remember, as usual, there were no other external injuries, and the cause of death was still a sword through the heart. ”

The young man did as he was told, but at the end he looked at the corpse's eyes and pinched his fingertips in a faint pain.

Inexplicable.

A faint palpitation lingered.

............

After this trip, Li Changan felt that he had not found any useful clues, returned to the city, and several people said goodbye and dispersed.

And the Taoist priest returned to the store.

I saw the little girl of this family and the son of the wine shop next door playing in the corridor of the courtyard, or rather, it was Amei who beat the boy and made the boy hold his head.

And the hostess was in the kitchen cooking while shouting hello.

In the courtyard.

The shopkeeper and the owner of the liquor shop next door sat around a stone table, one with a sad face and the other sighing.

Seeing Li Changan, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he pulled the Taoist priest over without saying anything.

But seeing that there was nothing else on the stone table, there were only three cups and three jugs of wine.

The shopkeeper arched his hand and explained.

It turns out that Xiaoshui has a festival that is not available in some places, called "Dionysian Sacrifice". There is a finale of the festival, which is to select the best pot of new wine from all the wineries in Xiaoshui and sacrifice it to the god of wine, so as to protect the prosperity of the wine industry in the coming year.

The wineries in the city are all proud to have been chosen.

The owner of the wine shop next door lost the year before last, and this year he will naturally be ashamed. It's just that this year's luck is good, and three batches of good wine have been brewed, and I am in a dilemma right now, and I don't know which pot of wine to use to participate in the election.

"The Taoist is also a good wine person, please help identify one or two?"

With such a good thing, of course, the Taoist priest will not postpone it.

The three pots of wine are poured separately and the tea is tasted one by one.

Under the staring eyes of the two, the Taoist priest closed his eyes and reminisced.

One is mellow, the other is refreshing, and the other is strong.

But to be honest, although Taoist priests like to drink, what they like is not alcohol, let alone greed for drunkenness, but the mood of drinking, the atmosphere of drinking.

So these three glasses of wine were drunk.

I only feel that Xiaoshui is worthy of being a wine country, and these three kinds of wine are all good wines, although the taste is different, but it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom in Li Changan's mouth.

In the end, he just pointed to the three jugs of wine one by one, and said three times in a row:

"Good wine. Wine. Wine. ”

Then he grinned, saying it as if he hadn't said it.

The two people on the other side scratched their heads, stared at the three pots of wine and became worried.

The owner of the winery sighed even more faintly.

"If only the old money was still there. Otherwise, with his wine tasting attainments, he will definitely be able to distinguish which of the three pots of wine is better. ”

"yes. ”

The shopkeeper Lao Yu also said for a long time.

"I helped him ask for a peace charm, and I also set a few baskets of cooking cakes for practice. Unfortunately, Fu couldn't keep him safe, and he didn't eat the cake. ”

Li Changan next to him listened to it, but it was strange.

"The peace charm is what it should mean, but what is the meaning of this cooking cake? Since this money clerk is a glutton in wine, why don't you use wine to practice the ritual instead of using cakes?"

The shopkeeper shook his head abruptly and explained to the Taoist priest.

"Lao Qian often transports wine in his hometown and Xiaoshui, and every year he comes to Xiaoshui, he lives in my shop," he said, pointing to the owner ......of the winery, "Buy his wine." ”

"Over the years, the three of us have been able to get along. ”

"As the Taoist chief said, in previous years, we used good wine to practice with him. But this year......"

The shopkeeper smiled and poured a glass of wine for the priest.

"His stomach seems to have a bottomless pit, and he can't eat enough, and he has wiped out all the food in my store, so this year I am going to change the wine to cakes......

Li Changan is used to not listening to other people's parents' short and adult old things, and the shopkeeper chattered about the past, and the Taoist priest also went in and out of the left ear at the beginning.

But.

Gradually.

The more he listened, the more solemn he became, and the more he listened, the more carefully he listened.

After the other party finished speaking, he frowned and asked:

"On the day of the poor road's check-in, the layman said that the store was empty, was it because of this old money?"

The shopkeeper nodded blankly.

"Yes. ”

Li Changan asked again: "This old money is Qian Dazhi?"

"Yes. ”

After a moment of silence, Li Changan put down his wine glass.

"I'm tired of elaborating. ”