Perfumer of the Republic of China

In the early morning of the next day, Liu Yanhuan was awakened by the noise outside the door. After getting dressed, he pushed open the door and saw a little novice running across the yard in a hurry.

He went around and stopped him, frowned and said, "What happened?"

The little novice glanced at him, with an expression on his face that was about to cry: "Abbot... found the abbot's body in the clean room..."

Liu Yanhuan was startled: "Master Shikong..."

Yesterday he was so angry that he wanted to invite everyone in the Liu Mansion to leave, but today...

When Liu Yanhuan arrived at the Palace of Heavenly Kings, he only felt that the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

Qin Feiran stood in the clean room, examining the horrific corpse.

Shi Kong's body was stabbed with more than a dozen bloody holes, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

Liu Yanhuan was a little nauseated by the horror, and just covered her stomach when she heard Chen Guifang's furious voice coming from the gate of the palace.

"Is the person dead? Really dead? Ouch, this is really..."

The hall was quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Chen Guifang.It wasn't until then that Chen Guifang realized something was wrong.

In the eyes of those monks, there was inquiry, thought, and a faint suspicion.

Chen Guifang couldn't stand this, she immediately yelled, "What kind of eyes are you looking at? I'm a sick person. Yesterday I suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, and then I had a headache and half my life died. I haven't complained about the evil feng shui in your temple yet." Woolen cloth!"

Chen Guifang hurriedly looked around, and the moment she saw Liu Yanhuan, her eyes lit up: "If you don't believe me, Yanhuan can testify to me, by God, if there is a lie in my Chen Guifang's words, I will be struck by lightning! "

Liu Yanhuan frowned and said, "You can rest, the autopsy is going on inside."

Only then did Chen Guifang calm down.

Liu Yanhuan sighed and looked around.The Hall of Heavenly Kings is a building facing south from the north. There are statues of Heavenly Kings in four directions. Below is the tribute table. In addition to melons, fruits and fine wines, there is also an incense burner for inserting incense on the table.

The clean room is located on the left side of the Hall of Heavenly Kings, and it is connected with the living room on the side.Now, because the Liu family is here to practice, the living room is temporarily used as Liu Jingzhi's mourning hall.

Liu Yanhuan looked at the door of the clean room, and there was no trace of the objects inside being turned over, while Shi Kong's body was lying on the bed, with a shallow bruise on his neck, and the blood hole on his body looked extremely horrifying.

Liu Yanhuan saw Qin Feiran pick up the blood-stained dagger from the bed, and said softly, "Is this the murder weapon?"

"It matches the knife edge on the deceased's body. The preliminary judgment is yes."

Liu Yanhuan stared at the corpse for a while, feeling faintly that something was wrong.

He frowned and said, "There are so many cuts, which one is the fatal wound?"

"No fatal injuries."

"What?" Liu Yanhuan turned around in astonishment.

"Although there are many wounds on Shi Kong's body, they are not fatal, and most of the wounds are concentrated on the abdomen and shoulders..."

Liu Yanhuan instantly understood: "So, he lost too much blood and died?"

"Yes."

Qin Feiran's firm word made Liu Yanhuan get goosebumps all over.

"It's a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred that tortures a person like this." Liu Yanhuan said, suddenly aware of something, "No, if it's because of too much blood loss, then the blood is...too little."

"So, this is not the scene of the first crime." Qin Feiran seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, calmly looking at the dried blood on the bed.

Liu Yan understood it happily, and he asked someone to take a pot of mature vinegar and sprinkle it on the ground in the hall.In a burst of acetic acid smell, everyone was surprised to find that the floor leading from the clean room to the living room was faintly discolored.

Liu Yanhuan and Qin Feiran looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Now that the living room has been changed into a mourning hall, it is somewhat taboo for everyone not to mention it.But the place that everyone avoids has become the best place for the murderer to commit crimes.

The coffin tablets and white silk flowers are quietly placed in the living room, and everything looks normal.

The bloodstain disappeared all the way to the side of the coffin, Qin Feiran walked around the coffin a few times, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"The situation is special, I'm afraid we have to open the coffin."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Guifang's eyebrows were cold and cold: "No! Jing Zhi was miserable and panicked when she left. I will never let her be bullied after she leaves, even if she only has clothes inside!"

Liu Yanhuan persuaded: "Look at the moment, there may be blood in the coffin. If you don't find out the truth, Jingzhi may not be at peace."

Chen Guifang spat: "Whoever is an asshole, even the coffin of the dead will not be spared." Saying that, she simply turned her head and ignored this horrible scene.

Liu Yanhuan and Qin Feiran greeted the two monks and opened the coffin together.

The scene inside shocked everyone.

Liu Jingzhi's clothes before his death were covered with dried blood, and it was a vivid murder scene.

A few monks at the side couldn't hold it anymore, they closed their eyes and kept chanting: "The resentful spirit is causing trouble, the resentful spirit is making trouble."

Liu Yanhuan stepped forward to take a closer look, and there were many Buddhist beads scattered among the pile of relics.

Only then did he realize that on the corpse in the clean room, there were no Buddhist beads that monks wore all the year round.

Liu Yanhuan held the round and lustrous beads in her hands, and sniffed them at the tip of her nose.

The beads have a faint sandalwood fragrance.

The monk on the side couldn't help whispering: "So the abbot was killed in the coffin?"

"How is it possible, no one would kill someone in a coffin."

"The abbot is staying well in the clean room, why do you want to come to the mourning hall?"

Liu Yanhuan's eyes flashed, and he keenly grasped the content of the monk's words - who would kill someone in a coffin?

Why not?

The non-life-threatening wounds on Shi Kong's body may be caused by the murderer deliberately torturing people, or it may be that the dead is in a small and cramped space, and the murderer cannot use it to kill people.

Therefore, the depth of each cut is similar, because he was stabbed to death in the coffin, and the external conditions restricted the murderer's movements.

Liu Yan's heart was in a mess, she was very happy, Shi Kong was a big living person, how could she run into the coffin?

Just when Liu Yanhuan's thoughts were in chaos, Qin Feiran suddenly said: "There are words on the wall of the coffin!"

Everyone was startled and quickly surrounded them.

"What word is this? Greedy greedy?"

Liu Yanhuan looked at the blood-red twisted word "greedy" and fell into deep thought.