Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Chapter 16 The crime scene 2
"Little boy."

Seeing that the road was going smoothly, Liu Zifeng turned back and said to Xiao Yichen in the car, "It's just ahead."

After the carriage stopped, the servant quickly took off the wheelchair behind the carriage and straightened it.

I saw Xiao Yichen use his internal force to fly out of the carriage, landed firmly in the wheelchair and sat down.

With the appearance of Xiao Yichen, the originally quiet crowd exploded in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Master Liu actually invited the Xiao family over, and their growing curiosity made them fix their eyes on Xiao Yichen.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Xiao Yichen reached out to hug Su Qingtian and got off the carriage, then followed Liu Zifeng into Wang Mang's house.

The crowd behind them was also suppressed and blocked from the door, and they finally got a moment of peace.

There were a few yamen guards outside Wang Mang's house, and with the intervention of the government, the on-site protection was excellent.

A small yard with dry firewood piled up in the corner, two half-filled water buckets and a small chicken coop. This is the appearance of Wang Mang's small courtyard.

Although he is a pork seller, he does not raise it himself. Most of them buy livestock from other people and slaughter them on the same day.

Xiao Yichen entered the courtyard without realizing anything was wrong, but when Liu Zifeng asked the yamen guard to push away the only house, a strong smell of blood immediately spread over the surface.

The blood-red Xiao characters all over the room were reflected in the eyes, each and every one of them seemed to have just been written with blood, and there was no sign of drying and congealing into dark brown.

It was already noon at this time, but the room that should have been bright and bright was eerie, and the cold air rushed straight down the spine, making people very uncomfortable.

Such a terrifying and strange scene made Xiao Yichen subconsciously reach out to cover Su Qingtian's bright eyes in his arms.

"Little uncle, it's not good to hide your ears and steal your bell."

Su Qingtian pulled the big hand from her eyes. She naturally understood Xiao Yichen's desire to protect herself, but if she couldn't see the scene of the crime clearly, how could she help the Xiao family get rid of the crime.

Before Xiao Yichen could speak, Su Qingtian jumped from his arms to the ground, with her two little hands behind her back like a little adult, she slowly crossed the threshold and walked into the bloody smelling room.

The petite Su Qingtian was wandering around the house, her big round eyes looking up and down at the characters Xiao everywhere.

Liu Zifeng didn't expect this gluttonous little girl to be so bold, let alone Xiao Yichen was so big-hearted.

Seeing that the little girl turned a corner and was about to see Wang Mang's body in the back room, he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Su Qingtian stood beside the corpse covered in white linen and looked at it for a moment, then squatted down and reached out to lift the corner near the head.

Following her movements, the head and chest of Wang Mang's corpse were exposed.

There was no bloody scene as expected, what was in front of me was a mummy that had been dead for an unknown amount of time, because it was too dry, as if it had been air-dried for several years in the desert.

The skin is tightly attached to the bones, and the flesh of the upper body is in this state. The mouth is wide open and the eyelids are shriveled. It seems that it has been manipulated by someone, but this posture is something that no one can do.

Su Qingtian squatted on the ground motionless, staring at the corpse for a while.

Xiao Yichen also entered the door pushing the wheelchair, and just as he was about to approach, the little girl slowly got up.

"Green sweet..."

Xiao Yichen didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that his sudden noise would scare the little girl out of her wits.

Su Qingtian turned around and glanced at the little uncle, then raised her finger and said "shh" to her mouth, signaling the little uncle to stop talking, then she looked up and began to look at the characters Xiao on the roof and beams.

Finally, his gaze fell slowly and stopped on the most obvious blood characters on the wall.

Liu Zifeng on the side couldn't figure out what these two people were playing to explain the charade, but seeing the way Xiao Yichen treated Su Qingtian, he couldn't help but began to trust the little girl in front of him, so he stood quietly and waited.

After a general survey, Su Qingtian also saw the doorway in this house clearly.

One thing is certain, this clueless murder has something to do with what happened last night.

A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Su Qingtian, but only she could see it.

The human-shaped black mist was floating in the house, swaying from side to side, and wandering around the room non-stop.

Until the black mist came to a corner, Su Qingtian walked up directly, stretched out her little hand and slapped it.

The black mist dissipated instantly, and a fat middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of Su Qingtian.

Shirtless, he was wearing a dirty shawl, and he was muttering inaudible words under his messy beard.

His eyes were dazed, and his hands were still busy with something. The appearance of raising and lowering the knife should be continuing the work of his life.

This man didn't know he was dead.

"Where are the things?"

The words without reason attracted the attention of Xiao Yichen and Liu Zifeng.

They looked at Su Qingtian, the little girl was talking to the corner with her head raised.

A ray of light from outside the window happened to fall on Su Qingtian's little face, and the little girl's clear eyes did not reflect the slightest figure.

There was nothing in the dark corners, and in this blood-stained room, this scene was creepy.

Xiao Yichen sat nervously in the wheelchair and looked at the little girl. He was not afraid of anything else but that something would happen to the little girl, and he was ready to rush over to protect Su Qingtian if there was any trouble.

Liu Zifeng was completely stunned. He looked at Xiao Yichen and then at Su Qingtian, completely unsure whether to stop him or just wait quietly.

Su Qingtian on the other end used his soul to suppress, and saw Wang Mang's soul staggering to the bedside after receiving Su Qingtian's question.

The image of nothingness moved slowly, and finally stopped at the head of the bed.

The man pointed a finger at the porcelain pillow, then turned his head slowly.

Su Qingtian's appearance was reflected in the gray pupils, and the muttering mouth suddenly moved quickly, but there was still no sound.

Spiritual bodies cannot make sounds unless they use a medium.

Su Qingtian didn't care what the man was saying, she climbed onto the bed, picked up the porcelain pillow and threw it on the ground.

"Whoa!"

The crisp sound attracted the servants standing guard outside the house.

"My lord, what happened?!"

Liu Zifeng stretched out his hand to prevent the yamen servant from entering, and with sharp eyes, he saw the yellow object appearing in the debris.

"Stay outside."

After dismissing the servants, Liu Zifeng squatted down under Xiao Yichen's gaze, and picked out a bronze medal from the broken porcelain.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yichen hugged Su Qingtian off the bed, and lowered his head to see if Xiaowa's hands were injured.

Seeing that Su Qingtian was intact, he looked at Liu Zifeng who was looking at the bronze medal again, waiting for the answer.

The bronze medal was checked repeatedly in Liu Zifeng's hand, and the man's face became more and more ugly.

It wasn't until Xiao Yichen wanted to ask again that he looked up at the other party and said in a very low voice.

"He belongs to King Jin."


(End of this chapter)