"......" The two of them were a little deflated, Yan Bangqiu lay directly on the table and was ready to catch up on sleep, Jun Moliu clasped his fingers on the wooden table, thought for a moment, and said, "What does the ghost brother want?"

"Hmph, don't say that the old man bullied you, this matter is really not difficult for the second son. Ghost Baizhi put down the teacup and hooked a smile, quite complacent. "The old man was very curious about tourmaline beads and wanted to observe them for a moment or two. ”

Tourmaline beads, legend has it that the jade seal of the country comes from the same piece of original jade, part of the original jade is carved into the jade seal of the country, and the other part is carved into tourmaline beads, it is rumored that tourmaline beads can make people live a long life of 100 years old, and their faces are not old.

“...... The ghost brother is really good at taking advantage of the fire. Jun Moliu sighed, tourmaline beads are legendary existences, and he doesn't even know the specific location, what can he find?

"Do you have anything left after you finish?" Yan Bangqiu muttered quietly. The ghost knew but smiled silently.

If it weren't for a bet with a friend some time ago and broke into a mausoleum, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to get tourmaline beads, and he almost died in a dead man's place with his light skills. He got a bead from there, and he didn't tell anyone but a friend!

"Brother Ghost really knows everything. Jun Moliu sighed, took off a blue purse on his waist, and threw it to Ghost Baizhi.

"The second son is generous. Ghost Baizhi took the purse and opened it, and inside was a jade bead, the size of a baby's fist, and a dragon was carved on the jade bead, hovering over it with teeth and claws. Out of nowhere, the ghost took out a knife, cut his wrist neatly, and dripped blood on the tourmaline beads, which gradually turned red, and the red dragon swam in the beads.

Yan Bangqiu was a little surprised, his eyes were fixed on the tourmaline beads, and Jun Moliu was also a little surprised.

"Good luck old man, this is a real tourmaline bead. Ghost Baizhi smiled, something flashed in his eyes, "It seems that the old man can't embarrass the second son this time." ”

"Brother Ghost can tell Jun now, right?" Jun Moliu was helpless.

"Mu Jiazhuang, Mu Hongqing's personal maid Xingyang. Ghost Baizhi spoke without hesitation, and then waved his hand a little impatiently, his eyes never left the tourmaline bead in his hand, "I have already answered the question, let's go, let's go, the old man still has something!"

Jun Moliu and Yan Bangqiu glanced at each other and left the same way. Then they went to Mujiazhuang together.

Today is the first seven, Jun Moliu was going to see it today, just by the way, looking for Hongqing's maid Xingyang.

In Mujiazhuang, it was white, and looking at it made Jun Moliu a little heavy, he entered the gate, greeted Mu's father and mother, and asked about Xingyang.

Before Mu Jue could answer, he saw a little guy running over in a panic, his face was full of uneasiness, Mu Jue's face was even heavier, and he drank: "Why are you so flustered?"

"The owner of the village, there is a maid dead in the village!" the little maid knelt on the ground and said busily.

"Whose maid is it, what's her name?" Jun Moliu and Yan Bangqiu suddenly had an ominous premonition, stood up, and opened their mouths at the same time, asking eagerly.

"Hui Gongzi, yes, it's Miss's personal maid, Miss Xingyang!"

"What?!" Mu Jue abruptly stood up from his seat, his face full of anger, and the other two also changed their faces. "Lead the way, Honjo will go and see it for himself! ”

The little guy got up from the ground and hurriedly walked in front, and the group walked hurriedly.

Xingyang died in his own room, because he was Miss's personal maid, so he was qualified to live in a room by himself, Xingyang's body was thrown on the bed casually, there was a large blood stain in front of the bed, and the whole room was splashed with blood, it looked bloody, and the smell of fresh blood permeated the whole room, making people sick. The fatal wound was in the neck, a fatal knife, Xingyang's expression was frightened, and he didn't close his eyes, and he didn't blink his eyes.

Jun Moliu approached the corpse and looked into her eyes, which were already dilated and could no longer reflect the scene. Jun Moryu paused, reaching out and closing her eyes. Yan Wanqiu also looked around, Mu Jue looked at it with a gloomy face, and several people on the side were trembling.

"I wonder what the virtuous nephew has discovered?"

"The murderer's knife skills were excellent, and the blow was fatal, and the deceased did not struggle at all, and it was very likely that the deceased knew someone. Jun Moliu said his analysis, and then looked around the room. "And the killer is familiar with the terrain here. ”

"Come on, Mujiazhuang will be closed from today, and this murder case will be thoroughly investigated, without the order of the owner of the village, only entered, not allowed out!"

"Uncle Mu rest assured, Mo Liu will definitely find the murderer to avenge Hongqing!" Jun Mo Liu's face was firm, and Mu Jue nodded with some relief, "Thank you, nephew!"

Bidding farewell to Mujiazhuang with Yan Bangqiu, Jun Moliu was a little tired and a little heavy.

"Jun Xiaoliu, my son is sleepy, let's find a place to sleep. Yan Bangqiu rubbed his eyes, yawned exaggeratedly, and his face was full of sleep.

“...... Aren't the geese going to fly south in autumn, why haven't you left yet, be careful that winter freezes you to death!" Hearing this name again, Jun Moliu sprayed back without hesitation.

"It's okay, I'm going to hibernate here this year. Yan Bangqiu replied without hesitation, and choked Jun Moliu again, "Besides, how long do you want to stay here this time?"

"I don't know, probably wait until Hongqing's case is settled. Jun Moliu helplessly found that the heavy mood just now was washed away in a blink of an eye.