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

Chapter 19 Black Talisman
"My Xiao family moved from the capital to this remote place back then, and it was a loss. Why did this group of people want to kill them all, even my young nephew?"

Xiao Yichen murmured to himself sadly and bitterly, and his words made Liu Zifeng beside him feel helpless.

"When I left the capital that day, my father entered the palace and voluntarily handed in the military talisman, but His Majesty was unwilling to take it back."

"Right now, what is King Jin's reason for killing so hard and using such vicious sorcery?"

When Xiao Yichen was full of upset, Su Qingtian was busy groping in his sleeves, and after a while, he took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on Wang Mang's spirit body. A black vortex appeared behind his feet, which was the way to The passage of the underworld.

Wang Mang's spirit body began to twist and circle in Su Qingtian's eyes, and was finally sucked into the passage and disappeared.

Until the moment the spirit body disappeared, the originally cold room immediately recovered several layers of warmth, and the dim environment was also filled with a little sunlight, making it no longer so stuffy.

Su Qingtian turned around and saw that the black air on her little uncle's body was aggravated by his sadness, and shook his head helplessly.

Stepping forward, he gently patted Xiao Yichen's back with one hand, and at the same time scattered the black air that had gathered, and hurriedly took out the scallion pancake with the other hand and ate it.

Xiao Yichen, who was shrouded in sadness and anger, felt his depression dissipate the moment Su Qingtian touched him, and when he looked up, he saw his small oily mouth was bulging, and his mood immediately improved a bit.

I'm still an adult, and it's not right for a child to worry about me every day.

Xiao Yichen pulled himself together, gently touched his little niece's head, and told her reassuringly that he was fine.

"Little uncle is fine, Xiao Qingtian doesn't need to worry."

This place is not suitable for a long time, he turned his head to look at Liu Zifeng and said, "Master Liu, since we know that this murder has nothing to do with my Xiao family, can I leave with Qingtian?"

Liu Zifeng was in a dilemma. He had invited Xiao Yichen in the first place to clear the suspicion of the Xiao family, but now the case has turned into a theory of ghosts and gods. As the county magistrate, how should he explain to the people.

Turning his head to look at the corpse on the ground, and then at the wooden sign in his hand, he suddenly asked Su Qingtian.

"Little girl, according to your statement, the blood on the bloody books on the wall and on the roof is Wang Mang's own? How can a person bleed so much and still be able to climb to a high place to write?"

"This case is really weird, and I don't even know how to close it."

Hearing this, Su Qingtian's eyes lit up instantly.

This county magistrate Liu is still a bit wise, and he grasped the key points of the case at once.

"Master Liu has confirmed that the corpse belongs to Wang Mang, right?" Su Qingtian didn't give an answer immediately, but asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Liu Zifeng nodded, "Wang Mang's wife, neighbors and forefathers can all confirm this."

"it is good."

Su Qingtian walked to the corpse, pointed at the not-so-thin body and said, "Since he is identified as Wang Mang, then he is also identified as the butcher who sold pork to remind Kui to be strong, and now he is found to be King Jin." If you want to throw the wooden sign into the Xiao Mansion while no one is there at night, you will need some effort yourself."

"If it was really a homicide, if the murderer wanted to kill a man of Wang Mang's size and strength, there would definitely be traces of fighting in the room, but look around if it's too normal."

Liu Zifeng started to check his surroundings instantly after receiving such a push.

The scene of the crime has not changed since the yamen servants arrived. Even if someone wanted to restore the original appearance of the room before the yamen servants arrived, it would be impossible to cover up all the traces of the fight.

When two grown men were fighting, it was inevitable that the furniture would be damaged and collided, and who would replace a batch of identical new objects in such a short period of time.

"As for the blood on the wall, whether it's pig's blood or human blood, I believe it can be clearly identified by hand."

Su Qingtian didn't care that Liu Zifeng was busy thinking about the first question, and directly raised the second question.

"If it's human blood, is there anyone else besides Wang Mang's own blood? The handwriting is his blood, but it may not be."

"If it's not just his blood, does it mean that there is a new murder that hasn't been discovered yet, right, Lord Liu?"

Speaking of this, Su Qingtian gave Liu Zifeng a meaningful look.

Now Liu Zifeng's head, which only knows how to read, can't turn the corner. The clues given by the little girl are a bit complicated. Wu Zuo only confirmed the corpse but did not examine all the blood characters.

"The most important thing."

Su Qingtian didn't want this adult to be confused by this weird case, so she simply raised the last doubt.

"Why did Wang Mang's wife come back from her mother's house today by such a coincidence? Are you not curious at all, sir?"

All these doubts and Su Qingtian's rhetorical question made Liu Zifeng a little unbelievable. There was only a frail and young girl in front of him, how could he have such a clear mind to solve the case.

"Xiao Qingtian, what do you mean, Wang Mang was actually killed by the Wang Liu family?"

After what happened last night, Xiao Yichen confirmed the theory of ghosts and gods, and at the same time, he also understood that his seemingly well-behaved little niece had abilities different from ordinary people.

He immediately understood the point of the little niece's words, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't this the same cursed murder as last night? It was man-made?"

Now Liu Zifeng was confused again, why Xiao Yichen, a former general who had experienced the battlefield, would believe what a five-year-old child said.

He rubbed his temples with some headaches. The young master he has known for so many years is not of the nature to listen to superstitions!
Su Qingtian walked around the room, then pointed to a place on the wall where a portrait of the God of Wealth was pasted.

"The key thing is behind that painting."

Liu Zifeng can't close the case now, he has to believe it, and he has to try if he doesn't believe it.

To be safe, he summoned two policemen from the courtyard and asked them to tear off the painting of the God of Wealth on the wall, only to see a black spell stuck on the wall.

"grown ups."

Wang Butou carefully took off the talisman and brought it in front of Liu Zifeng.

There is no difference between the black talisman and the yellow talisman, except that the red letters on it are not written with cinnabar, but with human blood.

"Bring Wang Liu over here for questioning!"

Liu Zifeng gave orders with a cold face. Strange things appeared one after another in this small room, which made his patience drop to freezing point.

If he still had doubts about the little girl of the Xiao family before, now he has already completely dispelled his distrust of her under the instructions of being pointed out the hidden items again and again.

It seems that this little man of the Xiao family does have some psychic abilities.

Thinking about it, his thoughts made Liu Zifeng turn his gaze to Xiao Yichen, and seeing Xiao Yichen looking at Su Qingtian with loving eyes made him more convinced of his own judgment.

(End of this chapter)