Chapter 157: The Upper Part of the Case of Bing Jian's Hidden Corpse Fourteen

On that day, the weather was good, and after sending away the cranes, Yimei and the cranes traveled outside the city before returning to the city.

After Xunhe finished speaking, he rolled his eyelids: "At that time, there were soldiers guarding the city to testify for the two of us, don't just wronged people just because you are in a hurry to solve the case, and list the immortal master and senior brother as suspects." ”

Previously, Mu Yirong saw that Xunhe saw Heming's frozen and stripped corpse, so he didn't care about the appearance of pounced, it was completely sincere, and he didn't have any suspicions about him.

Now hearing Xunhe say this, Mu Yirong felt that he was too arbitrary and excluded Xunhe from the ranks of suspects prematurely. After all, some people's acting skills have reached the peak and have no flaws.

The nineteenth prince shook the folding fan lightly and smiled to tell Xunhe not to think too much, but Xunhe snorted disdainfully, staring at Mu Yirong with his eyes.

"This immortal master has heard that Mu Shilang went to Lintong County and captured a county lieutenant who was guilty. It's a pity that that person is a hard bone, and he still refuses to admit his guilt in the prison of the Criminal Department, and he keeps saying that he is wronged, saying that Mu Shilang framed him, and he also caused his family to be ruined, shouting that even if he is a ghost, he will not let Mu Shilang go. ”

Mu Yirong didn't expect Liu Jingshan to be so tough, he had arrived at this step of the field, and he was still biting him back, it seemed that he really hated him.

Mu Yirong didn't defend himself, and only said, "How can you be as good as you want, but you want to be worthy of your heart."

All he did was do his official job and do his duty.

Xunhe snorted, and said that this time he hoped that Mu Yirong would also be loyal to his duty, catch the murderer of his good apprentice, and cut it with a thousand knives.

Seeing that Xunhe began to get emotional again, Yimei hurriedly handed him a cup of tea, let him drink saliva to moisten his throat, and then said sorry to Mu Yirong and the others again, saying that he did send Heming out of the city with his junior brother on the day of the winter solstice, and then the two of them enjoyed the snow outside the city until noon before returning to the city.

Mu Yirong nodded and wrote it down in the book, and asked if Heming had ever come back after the day he left the capital?

Yimei shook her head, saying that after that day, he had never seen the crane again, and looked at Xunhe as he spoke.

Xunhe also nodded, and after that day, he never saw the crane singing again. At that time, he was still angry and scolded Heming for being a little white-eyed wolf, and he didn't even send them a letter when he went out to play. Unexpectedly, he had already gone to the Yellow Springs.

Xunhe began to sobble again, but in an instant, he slammed the table again, and looked up at the void above: "Listen, my good apprentice, you will turn into a ghost when you die, and chew the person who killed you alive." ”

Seocho, who had been silent, suddenly burst out: "If you become a ghost, you can't be reincarnated." ”

When Xunhe heard this, he glared at Seocho, as if he was about to chew Seocho.

Seocho stared back at Xunhe with a pair of big bright eyes, Xunhe, who had never lost in a fight with people, for some reason, felt that in the eyes of the female officer in front of him, it seemed that there were stars flying towards him, so that his eyes couldn't help but dodge.

Yimei took a deep look at Seocho, and there was a dark undercurrent surging in her eyes.

Mu Yirong looked at Xunhe, who gritted his teeth and had a hideous face, and frowned slightly: "Why does the Crane Hunting Immortal Master think that your crane song must have been killed by someone?"

Xunhe didn't answer, just stared at Mu Yirong, and Mu Yirong asked again: "The apprentices of the two immortal masters used to drink in front of him, judging from the phenomenon of turning his clothes before he died, he may have drunk in the wilderness and froze to death, and he may have died in an accident." ”

Yimei suddenly said: "Heming, he may have died accidentally!"

Xunhe slapped the table again and retorted loudly: "Impossible. If it was an accident, how could his body be put into the Ice Guard!"

The nineteenth prince, who was startled by Xunhe's slamming on the table, put the teacup in his hand on the table, shook the folding fan gently, and told Xunhe Dali Temple to conduct an autopsy, Heming had chilblains on his body, plus he drank alcohol before he died, it is very likely that he fell asleep on the ice drunk. Then he was transported into Beijing by the careless Bing Hu and Gong Bing, and then it happened that because the ice cellar was dim, Ling Ren, who couldn't see clearly, was put into the Bingjian and carried to the Holy Lord.

After all, there is a saying that "no coincidence is not a book", and the Nineteenth Prince believes that although the probability of such a coincidence is very small, it is not impossible.

Xunhe scoffed at the statement of the Nineteenth Prince, Mu Yirong saw it in his eyes, and asked Xunhe curiously why he was so firmly convinced that Heming was killed by him, and there could be no accident. Could it be that Heming has any enemies?

Xunhe's eyes flickered, and then he immediately shook his head in denial. Those who practice the Tao only seek the road to the sky, devote themselves to cultivation, ignore the world, and do not strive for fame and profit, how can they have evil relations with others!

The nineteenth prince thought of the incense candles and amulets that were sold as expensive as gold in the immortal master view, as well as the identity of the two immortal masters who protected the country by Yimei Xunhe, and felt that it was very funny to hear the words not chasing fame and fortune from Xunhe's mouth.

Mu Yirong looked at Yimei and said that if they wanted to find out the cause of Heming's death, they had to answer their questions truthfully, so as not to delay the investigation of the case.

Xun He's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked Mu Yirong if he didn't believe him, and if he didn't believe him, then what else did he ask.

As he spoke, he angrily called the little Taoist boy to see off the guests, and issued an eviction order.

Yimei apologized to Mu Yirong again, saying that when they first heard the news of the death of their lover today, they felt really uncomfortable, and their emotions were uncontrollable for a while, and they definitely did not mean to despise the Nineteenth Prince and Dali Temple.

Then please ask the nineteenth prince and Dali Temple to try their best to investigate the case, and give them a fair time, if they find any problems, where they need to help answer, then come to the door, they will know everything, and they will say everything.

Yi Mei said apologetically that his junior brother Xunhe was unwell and in a bad mood, so today's inquiry could only end here. With that, he got up to see off the guests.

Mu Yirong and the three of them didn't want to continue to insist on staying, so they got up and said goodbye. However, when Mu Yirong walked to the door, he turned his head to look at the two of them and glanced at their expressions.

Xunhe's face was pale, but his neck was very red, and he could see that he was very sad and angry.

Yimei is expressionless, he can't see joy and sorrow, he is standing next to Xunhe who is sitting on the stool, his eyes are very complicated, and when he meets Mu Yirong's gaze, his expression has not changed slightly towards Mu Yirong.

Mu Yirong also bowed his head, and then walked out of the door, but Ruicao, who was following him, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Yimei Xunhe.

When everyone wondered what sharp questions she would ask, they heard her say, "Can I take the tribute from the offering table?"