The Delicate Lady Coroner

Bo Ruoyou left the Hou Mansion and went to the Yamen with Hou Yang. The case was not taken over by the direct envoy, and Huo Wei Building had official duties and did not travel with him.

When he arrived at the Yamen, Wu Xiang had returned, and there was a six or seven-year-old child who came back with him. The child looked familiar. It was the little doll who was wearing a ghost mask to answer the questions of Bo Ruoyou that day. He followed the office. When the messenger came, people were a little nervous, and Wu Xiangzheng asked him to go to the street and buy some sugar cakes for him to eat.

Seeing Bo Ruoyou, the little doll was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to come forward and talk. Bo Ruoyou smiled at him, and Wu Xiang said by the side: "This kid is called Zhang Duo, and he belongs to a farmer on the back street. Child, you should have seen it."

Seeing Bo Ruoyou nodded, Wu Xiang said again: "After I went to Xiangguo Temple, I visited the town. Except for the guests in the inn, I tried to find out all the people whom Wen Jin knew. At this time, the inn’s servant Said that several times when Wen Jin played at the entrance of the inn, he played with a few children, so I went to the town to look for it."

"Then I found him. People in his family also knew that something happened in the town, but they didn't know it was Wen Jin. After asking him, he said that he had seen Wen Jin on the 11th of Winter Moon."

Bo Ruoyou frowned, "Remember clearly?"

"Remember Qing, because it was his grandmother's birthday that day, he wore new clothes, but when he ran to play in the street, he fell on the ground and soiled his clothes. It was also at that time when he saw Wen Jin with him. Next to the person wearing the mask, as you had previously guessed, it was a man wearing a mask of the Monkey King, and Wen Jin was wearing a mask of a fox fairy, because she saw him, she was happy to take off the mask to show off. This duo also went back that day and begged the family to buy him a ghost mask."

After Wu Xiang finished speaking, he went to see Zhang Duo. After Zhang Duo finished the sugar cake, he looked at them with some curiosity. Bo Ruoyou stepped forward and said, "Do you remember me, right?"

Zhang Duo nodded, and Bo Ruoyou asked: "I didn't know you knew Wen Jin that day. Today, you may think again about which direction the man with Wen Jin went to, what he was wearing on that day, and whether you were in town before. Have you seen it before?"

Zhang Duo blinked and was a little nervous. Wu Xiang said, "I have asked about this. He said that Wen Jin was taken away in the direction of the Fanyin Inn. At that time, he thought the man was Wen Jin's father. The clothing is also very common. If he can't see his face, he doesn't know if he has seen it before."

After Wu Xiang finished speaking, he said, "But he said that the man was a little strange. When he was holding Wen Jin, although he couldn't see his face and didn't speak, he kept coughing, and his coughing body was bent down. In addition, he was holding Wen Jin. On the back of Wen Jin's hand, there are still some pale bruises. I suspect that the man is ill, because I can't tell it, so I brought him back to talk to you in detail."

Only then did Bo Ruoyou understand what Wu Xiang meant to bring this child back to the yamen. She moved slightly in her heart and quickly asked Zhang Duo. Zhang Duo whispered: "The cough sounds like a cold. I looked at the mask and he refused. He whispered something when he pulled Wen Jin away. It was just dark at that time. Because he was so close, he could see that there were some scars on his wrist, not scars, but like a fall. The bruised scars are purplish red, not large, they are just that big—"

Zhang Duo drew a circle the size of a peach pit, and his brow frowned as he looked thin. Wu Xiang looked at her hopefully, "How? Can you tell what kind of disease is it?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "I'm not sure yet. I don't know if it is skin disease or other internal diseases. I want to go home and ask my foster father."

Wu Xiang nodded, and then asked Zhang Duo about his clothes, etc. Zhang Duo was originally a child, and he could only describe it vaguely, "It's not very fierce. Wen Jin wants to talk to me. He doesn't seem to allow it, but It's also soft-spoken, I didn't even hear what he said, so I thought that was Wen Jin's father, how tall... I'll go to his waist..."

He described it in this way, making Bo Ruoyou feel that he saw the same person as the old man who sold the mask. If so, he could almost narrow the murderer's direction.

Wu Xiang didn't dare to let Zhang Duo stay longer, and ordered someone to send him home. After the arrangement was over, Bo Ruoyou was waiting for him, "Do you know what happened to Young Master Ming?"

"I know, you still let people check whether there have been the same cases in the past few years."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes. Yesterday, after Mr. Ming talked about the omission of details in the past, I felt more and more likely to be the same murderer, and the bells and the murderer's methods of harming others always seemed weird, so Lord Hou sent an attendant. Take a trip to Xiangguo Temple."

Bo Ruoyou recounted what the servants of the Hou Mansion had gained at Xiangguo Temple, and Wu Xiang's expression became more solemn after hearing this, "So you already suspect that this is related to the Taoist trick of death?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "That's right, and this kind of death tricks often happen to old Taoists who are about to die, but if a person is seriously ill, he also feels that he is running out of time, is it possible to perform such magic tricks? ?"

Wu Xiang's eyes were bright, "The person who took Wen Jin away is very likely to be seriously ill!"

Bo Ruoyou should be, "Master Hou has sent people to explore Taoist temples inside and outside the city. He wants to find a powerful Taoist chief to ask what kind of Taoism is the method of death. If the murderer is really a sick person, I would like to come The clues can be checked."

Wu Xiang thought for a while and said: "Since this is the case, I will first go to Sanqingguan in the city. If the murderer is really a cultivator and is seriously ill, maybe he often goes to and out of Buddhist temples and Taoist temples. Ordinary people get a serious illness. Don’t you always ask God to ask the Buddha first?"

So in line with Bo Ruoyou's intention, the two went to Neiku to meet Hu Changqing. In the past two days, Hu Changqing and his officials turned up a few suspicious cases. Go home to find Cheng Yunzhi.

She only listened to what Zhang Duo said, and she was not sure of the symptoms. When she returned home to talk to Cheng Yunzhi, Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while and said: “Just say it like this, it’s hard to make a judgment. Occasionally catching cold is not a big deal. The scars on the hands may be injured or suffering from other medical conditions. If you look at the two separately, this person is very likely to be ill, and it is not necessarily a serious illness."

Bo Ruoyou said: "What if it is a serious illness?"

"If you are seriously ill, cough or tuberculosis, and purple scars are on your body..." At this point, Cheng Yunzhi's eyes suddenly became dark. It also causes scarring. This disease is called hyperemia, which is mostly caused by the weakness of the five internal organs. It can be dangerous and can kill people in two months, but some people will drag on for several years. This disease is terminally ill and difficult to cure. Once you have this disease, you are almost ready for funerals."

At this point, Cheng Yunzhi's voice paused slightly, "There is another sign of this disease. If an ordinary person is injured and bleeds, the wound will clot and heal, while a patient with this disease will not stop bleeding even if it is a small injury. Very likely to die."

Bo Ruoyou had also heard of this disease, and she secretly remembered it in her heart. At dusk, the attendant of the Hou Mansion invited her to visit the mansion.

Knowing that the invitation to the Taoist chief had come to an end, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly went out in a carriage, and when he arrived at the Hou Mansion, Fu Gong just waited at the door.

Bo Ruoyou stepped forward and asked, "Father-in-law, but the Daoist Chief has been invited?"

Fu Gonggong smiled, "I have invited the Daoist Chief, but this Daoist Chief has a special identity."

Bo Ruoyou was a little surprised, but Father Fu sold it out, "You will know it when you arrive."

Walking all the way to the main courtyard, Ruoyou on the road saw a big change in the northwest direction of the mansion. It was the south garden landscape created by the craftsman of Huo Weilou. She calmed down, and when she got outside the hall door, she felt a little unexpected. .

In the main seat of the hall, Huo Wei Building was sitting, but the person beside him was the loyal uncle Feng Qin, who had not been seen for many days. In the starting position, Huo Qinghong and Feng Ye sat opposite each other. Everyone did not know what they said. There is a smile.

Huo Weilou first saw Bo Ruoyou, he got up to welcome him, everyone looked over, and got up one after another.

It is not the first time that Uncle Zhongyi has seen Bo Ruoyou. He only knew that Bo Ruoyou was the daughter of the Bo family. But now Bo Ruoyougui is the head of the county and has a relationship with Huo Weilou. Naturally this time is different. He looked at him with a smile. Bo Ruoyou, when Bo Ruoyoufu saw her, he greeted her very kindly.

After Bo Ruo quietly sat down, Huo Weilou said: "The master of the Sanqing Temple has not returned now, and it took a lot of time to go outside the city. Uncle knew what we wanted to ask, so he went to the house to solve our doubts."

Huo Qinghong smiled and said: "It's a coincidence. When I came over, I was hearing my elder brother order people to leave the city. I was thinking, why are you leaving the city? A few years of self-cultivation is considered half a cultivator. I know that Feng Ye happened to have an appointment with me this afternoon, so I mentioned it."

Bo Ruoyou knew that Huo Qinghong had a contribution to this. After he finished speaking, Feng Qin said with a smile: "I am indeed only half a cultivator, and I am just a self-cultivation. You will die. I know the technique, but the method is very dangerous, and the process is extremely painful. Ordinary people don't dare to try it even if they know that they are running out of time."

"Although I don't know what kind of case it is, there are very many people who do evil, and they are very human when they want to come. This technique of death can be regarded as a Taoist secret technique. Shinichi keeps the inside, first death and then life, but the cost is very high, and this method also originated from Taoism. In a passage in the "Sutra of Saving People", Yuan Shi Tianzun said, "Ten Sutras, rebirth with dry bones, and Daxing Sanskrit, returning to ten directions every week, there is a **** who saves people without death—"

"Although this scripture is a Taoist scripture, the orthodox Taoists do not advocate this kind of cultivation technique, and it is regarded by many people as an evil way, but it can be said to be dead by Huimu. Many people want to use this method to evolve and become immortal. Reborn for longevity, but the world knows how is this possible..."

Feng Qin shook his head with a sigh, and suddenly wondered, "Is someone using this method to cultivate the world and kill them?"

Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a moment, and did not say thoroughly, "I'm not sure if it is related to Daomen. Right now, I just suspect that someone is using this method to harm people."

Feng Qin heard the clouds and mists, but he also knew that he shouldn't ask more, saying: "Taoism has been prosperous in the Great Zhou for many years, and there are more people enrolled in the religion, so naturally there will be people with impure minds..."

Feng Qin said so far and murmured again: "But this method of death is to cultivate one's own mortal womb, why does it harm people?"

Huo Wei Road: "Since the mind is impure, it is naturally impossible to cultivate the right way. I am afraid that this person will not show up, and it is evil to hide in the ordinary Taoist temple."

In this way, Feng Qin seemed to think of something, "When Master Hou said something like this, I remembered one thing. Because I practiced the Taoism, I often went out and out of the city for several Taoist temples. I remembered that I went to see Feiyun outside the city in the autumn of the year. There was a Taoist leader who was expelled from the Taoist temple. Later, he heard people talk and said that the Taoist leader preached the Taoism in private, but the Taoism he taught was different from the orthodox Taoism."

Bo Ruoyou's expression tightened, "Uncle, do you know the humanity number?"

Feng Qin shook his head, "Daohao didn't ask about it, but this matter is just in the past year. Now Feiyunguan will ask about it."

This point is clear. Bo Ruoyou immediately came to his mind. Feng Qin couldn't help others for a while. Seeing that it was too late, he said goodbye. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou sent a few steps away, and Huo Qinghong took Feng Qin and his son. The two sent out the mansion gate.

Without further ado, Huo Wei Building sent someone to report to the Yamen, and at the same time, he informed the Yamen of Cheng Yunzhi’s blood. Bo Ruoyou stayed with Huo Wei Building to finish his meal. When Huo Qinghong came back, he saw Huo Wei Building with him. Looking at Bo Ruoyou, he looked at the landscape drawings of the mansion.

Huo Qinghong curled his lips, only feeling that the scene was sour, Huo Weilou raised his eyes and said, "You are very close to the Feng family?"

The last time Huo Qinghong used the golden ointment, it was given by Feng Ye. Although he didn't mean it, Feng Ye was a little unsuccessful, and he was a little more alert in his heart.

Huo Qinghong touched his nose and said, "It's not that it's close, but Taichang Temple often deals with clan relatives, and naturally moves a little more with the Feng family. The Feng family is also considered kind and helpful, and many things require the clan to contribute. He is very cooperative."

At this point, he looked at the sky with a bit of sadness and said: "No matter, I have to go back to the mansion. I will go out of the city to Xiangguo Temple tomorrow morning. I won't be free all day."

Bo Ruoyou's eyes rolled, "But for Amitabha's birthday ceremony?"

Tomorrow is the seventeenth day of the Buddha's birthday. Huo Qinghong sighed bitterly, "Yes, the two majesty of this conference will also go, and your majesty will send people from the inner palace to offer Buddha treasures. Taichang Temple should come forward."

Bo Ruoyou had intended to go to this puja, but thought that there was no clue about the case, so he suppressed this thought.