It was the third day of December, and there was fine snow in the depths of winter in southern Anhui. The snowflakes have made the originally bustling streets of She County sparsely populated.

On the other hand, the entrance of the county government was crowded with people watching the verdict. The Xu family extermination case is not a big deal in the rivers and lakes, but in the eyes of the people in southern Anhui, especially the people of She County, it is not small. A wealthy squire, a family of seventeen, was slaughtered in his own home, how tragic is it?

"It's snowing today, which is a good sign. Since the official took office, he couldn't sleep at night, and he didn't know the taste of food, all because of the seventeen people in the Xu Mansion, who were wiped out overnight, and for the people of She County, it was like a sharp knife hanging in the heart. Today's grievances are revealed, and the heavens and the earth are comforted, which is really very happy! Come on, bring people to commit crimes!" Guangcheng was shocked, and immediately two officials escorted the fake Xu Hui to the court.

Xu Hui went to the court, and after kneeling down to see Guangcheng, he immediately got up, and Hou stood aside, waiting for questioning.

"Who's standing in the hall?"

"Grass people Xu Hui, I have seen the county magistrate. ”

"Xuhui? Someone reported that you are not Xuhui himself, and you reported your real name. Guang Cheng saw that Xu Hui still refused to confess, so he asked.

"Dare to ask your lordship, who reported it? What is the evidence? I took over the Xu Mansion in accordance with the law, but I have the testimony of the chief security officer Li Zheng who submitted my hometown, and at the same time I have a handprint as evidence, dare to ask my lordship, how to fake?" The fake Xu Hui asked Guangcheng confidently.

"Hmph, you really don't want to die in the heart of the Yellow River. Come on, take the ink and ask him to record the mudra again. Guangcheng snorted coldly.

Xuhui seemed to be confident, and asked the official to record the handprint, and compared it with the original Xuhui handprint.

"My lord, the comparison of the mudras is correct. ”

"Peel it. Guangcheng seemed to have expected it, and said three words, but it startled everyone present, is this the rhythm of peeling?

"The majority of people, you are the parent official of She County, how can you torture the grass people because of your own guess?"

"Who said they were going to torture you? Guang Cheng saw that Xu Hui still wanted to act, so he immediately summoned the two over. Fake Xu Hui was a little stunned when he heard this, why are the two masters still witnesses?

When the two of them came to the court, the fake Xu Hui looked at the two with a puzzled expression.

"Thornton, Muzhu, do you two recognize this person?" Guangcheng asked.

"Of course I know, this person is a believer under the seat of my Linga Temple, named Geng He. Now he looks like this, he has been subtly disguised, especially when he is covered with a layer of human skin, the owner of this layer of human skin is called Xu Hui, who is a serf in a village in Tibet. On the occasion of Andezhugu's birthday last year, there was a serf owner who offered a beautiful human skin as a birthday gift, which was this Xuhui. Thornton said lightly, but everyone in the hall had already heard it in a cold sweat. This birthday gift is actually a human skin? The Tibetan Tantra is indeed a barbarian land.

"How could this human skin offered as a birthday gift be on this Geng He's body?" Guangcheng naturally knew some customs of the Tibetan Tantra, although he was not used to it, but it was inconvenient to comment.

"This human skin was sacrificed for less than half a month, and it was stolen by a believer, I don't know how this believer learned Xu Hui's identity before his death, and he wanted to use it to make money and kill him. Thornton said indifferently, but in his heart he wanted to remove Linga Temple from this matter.

"Is this person who steals human skins a person from the court?" Guangcheng then asked.

"The poor monk doesn't know who the person who stole the human skin is, but now Xu Hui's handprint can match, it should be that this person is wearing Xu Hui human skin, I think he has something to do with the believers who stole human skin. Thornton was confident, and he didn't point to the fake Xuhui, but such an ambiguous answer made people more convinced.

"Thornton, you!" Fake Xu Hui raised his hand and pointed at Thornton when he heard this, but he couldn't say a word.

"Is there any way to distinguish a person in human skin?" asked Guangcheng.

"If you just want to check your hands, you just need to soak his fingers in water for about half an hour, and then rub his nails back and forth. Skinning a person raw, a good technician can peel off the skin intact, but not the nails. Thornton said and smiled at the fake Xuhui. The fake Xu Hui is now full of red eyes and angry.

"You don't need to take water, I admit it, I'm Geng He, not Xuhui. Geng He said with a dead face, "I used Xu Hui's human skin to pretend to be him, because I heard about the Xu family's extermination case, so I wanted to be confused." ”

"Since you admit that you are Geng He, why don't you recruit from the truth? This official has a lot of evidence here, which can prove that you are the mastermind of the Xu family's extermination case. Guangcheng snorted coldly, "Someone, a witness, Liu Zhan!"

"What?Liu Zhan?" This time I was surprised, and it was replaced by Muzhu and Thornton. Last night, Geng He was still telling them about Liu Zhan's disappearance, and in the blink of an eye, he became a witness? When Liu Zhan was brought to court, he hated Thornton and Muzhu all the way.

"Liu Zhan, are these letters yours?" Seeing Liu Zhan go to the court, Guangcheng asked people to hand over the letters.

"Lord Hui, they are all grass people. Liu Zhan glanced at it twice and confirmed.

"Tell me what is written in these letters. ”

"Yes. These letters are all written in specific secret languages, for example, this one is written 'Liu Fu has a master', and the payment is in the Tibetan script, which translates to Geng He, and there are Geng He's handprints on it, as well as the handprints pressed by the grass people after reading. Each one of them is used to verify your identity.

The second is a long letter, which basically tells the story of Geng He's desire to attack the Xu Mansion, and thought of a way to deal with the master of the Xu Mansion, that is, Qiu Lao Wu, and ordered the grass people to bring a few good-looking subordinates to She County for him to dispatch, and help him monitor the situation around the Xu Mansion. Since then, the grass people have bought mansions near Xufu as Jingzhou traders. Liu Zhan arched his hand and said.

"As you said, this Xu family extermination case was planned by Geng He?" asked Guangcheng.

"Not only did he plan it, but he did it himself. In order to be able to successfully marry Qiu Lao Wu, he did not hesitate to use his own exercises to simulate the use of Donkey Kong palms. Liu Zhan replied truthfully.

"Then one thing can be determined, that is, Qiu Lao Wu is not the murderer?" Guangcheng then asked.

"Of course, Qiu Lao Wu has always been just a person with a black cauldron. ”

"Then what happened when this Geng He infiltrated the Xu Mansion? Do you know?" Guangcheng then asked.

"Liu Zhan, you have to think clearly, answer the county magistrate's question honestly, what to say and what not to say, you should be very clear!" Hearing Guangcheng's question, Thornton's heart tightened, and he reminded him openly, but in fact, he secretly warned Liu Zhan.

"Quiet, Sangton Rinpoche, do you still want to teach the official how to try the case?" Guangcheng asked Sangton dissatisfied.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Thornton stepped back.

"Liu Zhan, you can say it. Guangcheng asked.

"Grass People...... Naturally, I know!" Liu Zhan raised his head, and his eyes looking at the court were blazing and full of unwillingness.

Thornton suddenly felt that this thing was a little beyond his expectations......