The cold son of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

Without refusing, I followed behind him and walked in, maybe there might be any clues left for me.

Walking over, what I saw here were almost all wooden supports, and there was nothing else. The ground was full of ashes, and it was very dirty. I picked up a pinch of ash and smelled it lightly. It was indeed burnt like this ,no doubt.

Zhang Liang knocked on the wooden stake, it was not hollow, and then he knocked on the table, which was already very fragile, and then it broke completely all of a sudden, it was burned by fire, and there is no problem.

As soon as I stood up, I found that the place I stepped on was not right. I stepped on it hard, and it was really hollow. "Third Master, here." I pointed to the ground, there is absolutely something wrong here.

"Here?" Zhang Liang tapped with his hand, and it was indeed hollow.

He immediately rolled up his sleeves, and was about to lift up the floor, but he couldn't lift up the floor after exhausting his strength, and it almost didn't move at all. I joined in and added my strength, but still Didn't pry this floor up a bit.

"There are organs." I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and my strength is definitely not small. Zhang Liang is a big man.

"But where is the organ?" Zhang Liang dusted off the dust on his clothes, and then he smelled like a scholar again. "Look for it." Too lazy to say too much, it's still the most convenient to look for, I really don't know how Zhang Liang is a person who cultivates both civil and military skills?It doesn't look like someone who knows martial arts at all, it must be misunderstood by others.

I stood up, looked at the room, and looked around carefully. There was nothing wrong. When I turned my head, I suddenly found a pillar standing on the left side of the room. There seemed to be some kind of candlestick on the pillar. The candlestick was on here?

I clenched the candlestick tightly and twisted it hard, and sure enough the ground opened, the floor opened, and a charred corpse appeared. "This!" Zhang Liang also saw the corpse. "You go out." Zhang Liang immediately asked several Confucian disciples in front of the door to go out. "Third Master, let's report to the officials." A Confucian disciple was terrified when he saw the corpse.

"No, now Li Sizheng is worried that he can't fix Confucianism, this matter can be his excuse." At that time, he can enter Confucianism openly, and then search everywhere, and all the secrets of Confucianism will be discovered.I immediately vetoed it, and I couldn't report to the official like this.

"Okay, remember not to tell anyone about this! Go find my second senior brother." Zhang Liang gave them a sharp look, and the Confucian disciples nodded and ran away.

I found two wooden sticks on the ground, held them like chopsticks, and opened the mouth of the corpse. There was a lot of ashes inside, indicating that the person was burned to death, and there were also a lot of ashes in the nasal cavity.

What's this?I found a small piece of cloth in his mouth, and I clamped the cloth. This is the material for Confucian disciples' clothing, and it is the clothing material for Fu Nian's disciples.

"This seems to be the clothing of Confucian disciples." Zhang Liang looked at the cloth.

"Oops, Third Master, hurry up and find out if there are any Confucian disciples missing?" When I saw this piece of fabric, I had roughly guessed many things. "It's really not good." Zhang Liang also knew the truth of the matter in an instant. It seems that this may be the case, and the Confucianism is not good.

He hurried out of here to count the roster.

Then I looked at the corpse, it had turned into charcoal, and I couldn't see any skin at all. There was no modern high-tech technology, and there was no witchcraft to help me, so I could only rely on ordinary autopsy methods to see if it would work.

No mark was found on the body, except for the cloth that could prove that it was a Confucian disciple, nothing else.

"Zixuan." Zhang Liang and Yan Lu walked over. "Help take care of it." I pointed to the corpse, now I have to see if this is the scene of the first crime.