Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 972 Riverbank

   "Xiahua never answered the phone." Baomu said.

The fool thought that Baomu had just done a big job and should be exhausted, so he wanted to help him, but seeing that Baomu was not tired, he was more energetic, so he retracted his hand and said, "Otherwise we will Go knock on her door, what if she's already back?"

   "Probably not," Baomu said. "If she comes back, I can smell it."

   "This is difficult..." Xiaolan scratched her head in distress, "We still need..."

   "Hey! Wait!" Baomu suddenly raised his hands and sniffed carefully with the probe, "It seems... seems to be back."

"what?"

   "Xiahua is back," Baomu said, "go downstairs."

   After a few seconds, there was a clear "da-da" sound from the direction of the corridor, which was the sound of Xia Hua's high heels stepping on the ground.

   Luo Jiutian immediately came to the door and opened the door.

Xia Hua was standing at the door of her room and was about to open the door. She was startled by the sudden sound of the door opening from behind. She turned her head and looked over. Seeing everyone gathered by the door, they looked at her excitedly. After a sip of his mouth, he subconsciously became vigilant, "What are you doing?"

   "Sister Hua, come in quickly!" Luo Jiutian ran out and grabbed Xia Hua's hand, "Something happened."

   "What happened again?" Xia Hua pushed Luo Jiutian away in disgust, "Wait a minute, I'll put my things back in the room first."

   Then everyone noticed that Xia Hua was holding a small paper bag in her hand. The paper bag was exquisite and gorgeous, and it seemed to be a shopping bag.

   "Are you going shopping?" Qin Yin suddenly became unbalanced.

   "That's it," Xia Hua brushed open the door, put the shopping bag on the cabinet beside the door, turned her hands and closed the door and came over, "What happened?"

  Xia Hua was so shocked when she saw Miaozhen's appearance, she reached out and touched Miaozhen's face a few times, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

   "What happened? Who could hurt Miaozhen like this?"

  Everyone looked at Li Muyuan, only he could answer this question, the others were also at a loss.

"Speaking of which, it is also a coincidence," said Li Muyuan, "Qiaowu Town has a special terrain and abundant water resources, so the climate here is also different from other places, and there are many plants that are not found in other places, so you are not here. At that time, I went out to collect those plants..."

  The doctor went out to collect medicine, which is understandable.

"When I found it weird, I was going along a river, collecting moss on the river wall. The river was in a remote place, and there was no one else around except me, but then, a shoe drifted slowly from upstream. When I got down, the shoe just floated to the side of the river where I was, and when I looked at it, I found that the shoe seemed to be genuine."

  Xiaolan looked at Miaozhen's feet. There were no shoes on them. Considering that Miaozhen likes to wear slippers, the possibility of falling is indeed very high.

   "Afterwards, I walked upstream along the river," Li Muyuan said. "Sure enough, I found Miaozhen beside a clump of reeds. He was lying beside the overwhelmed reeds, and he already looked like this."

   They told Xia Hua about rescuing Miaozhen. Xia Hua was afraid after a while, and thanked the Taoist priest and Baomu again.

   "But why did Miaozhen go to that river?" Xiaolan asked, "Does he also go to collect herbs?"

  Li Muyuan shook his head and said, "It's impossible to collect herbs. Now there are only two possibilities. One is that Miaozhen went voluntarily, and the other is that after Miaozhen was injured, she was thrown there by the murderer."

   "Why is it there?"

   "I tend to think that Miaozhen was dropped there," said the Taoist priest, "and I think the position of dropping is random."

   "Why?" Qin Yin asked.

"Mu Yuan just said that the person who hurt people knows Shuangyu very well, and he obviously knows that there is a Shuangyu by Miaozhen's side, which means that the person knows our actions by heart," said the Taoist priest, "In this case, That person probably wouldn't deliberately leave Miaozhen in a place where Muyuan might find it, so... this location may be random, and even the murderer himself doesn't know it."

   "But how is this possible?" Qin Yin said, "Didn't the murderer throw Miaozhen there? Then how could he not know the location?"

   Daochang's eyes were dark and deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Xiaolan looked at those eyes, and for some reason, felt a faint chill on his back.

   "Daoist...Daoist?" Qin Yin stretched out his hand and waved in front of the Taoist, "Why are you stunned? What are you thinking?"

   "It's okay," the Taoist priest raised his eyes and looked at Li Muyuan, "Is Miaozhen still with his phone?"

"Mobile phone... I don't know, I haven't seen it yet," Li Muyuan wanted to reach out to look in Miaozhen's pocket, but he looked at the blood on his hand and said, "I'll wash my hands first, you can look it up, by the way. , don't touch the top of his head and let the blood flow naturally."

   After Li Muyuan finished speaking, he walked to the bathroom.

  Others looked at each other, Baomu and Fool walked to both sides of Miaozhen, and began to rummage in the pockets, while the Taoist priest approached Miaozhen's head.

   "Hey, he won't let us move Miaozhen's head..."

  Luo Jiutian had just persuaded him, but when he saw that his biological father had also come over, he shut his mouth wisely.

   The Taoist priest and Lao Luo stared at the top of Miaozhen's head, and then they focused on the silver needle at the same time.

   The rune paper with the silver needles glued to it was placed on the bedside table by the Taoist priest. The blood on the silver needle should have already drained away, but for some reason, the surface of the silver needle was still bloody, and it looked a bit scary.

   Daoist priest frowned, he looked up at Lao Luo, Lao Luo's eyes were similar to his.

   Are we thinking the same thing?

   Daoist priest wanted to speak, but Xia Hua was still beside him, so he hesitated and closed his mouth.

   Daoist Master straightened up and glanced at Lao Luo again.

  If it's not the same thing... it's better not to say it.

  After all...that's someone they all seem to trust.

   Li Muyuan finished washing his hands and went back to his room. Baomu and the fool looked over Miaozhen's body, shook his head and said, "There is no mobile phone."

   "Did it fall by the river?" Qin Yin asked.

   "There is nothing by the river," Li Muyuan said. "It is estimated that it may have fallen into the river like a shoe and flowed away."

   "What a pity," Xiaolan said, "there may be clues in the phone."

   "By the way, Sister Hua, you should inform the people at the fifth watch," Luo Jiutian said, "Only you can get in touch with them."

   "My phone is out of power, wait a minute." Xia Lace said while plugging in the power.

   "No wonder we haven't been able to get in touch with you," Baomu said after looking at the others, "Actually, we have something to tell you..."

   Next, everyone briefly recounted their experiences, and led to the final topic-they need to leave the bridge temporarily and go to Beijing to deliver the paintings.

   (end of this chapter)