Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 57: Burn it

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The wound on his back was no longer painful, Ji Yunshu rubbed his brows, and sat up carefully from the bed.

For fear of tearing the wound open again.

"Luan'er!"

Called twice, no response.

Where did this girl go early in the morning

She got out of bed, took a large blue cloak from the screen frame and put it on, and went out of the house, but Luan'er was still not in sight.

Just as she was about to turn back into the house, she heard crisp footsteps falling behind her from far to near.

As soon as she turned her head, Luan'er was panting, holding a long box in her hand. The box was covered with a layer of striped brocade, which looked very elegant!

"Miss, why are you up? Does the injury on your back still hurt?" Luan'er looked worried.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Ji Yunshu's eyes were fixed on the brocade box in her hand.

Luan'er lifted the brocade box in his hand and said, "Last time, the distinguished guest in the capital brought it, saying that everyone in the house will share it with the young lady and the young master. At this moment, I am still talking to the master in the front hall. ."

"VIP? From the capital?"

"Yes." Luan nodded.

Could it be, is it Jing Rong

Feeling puzzled, Ji Yunshu took the brocade box from her hand and ordered, "Go to the front hall to explore and see that distinguished guest, what did you tell Dad?"

Ah? Peeping! Eavesdrop!

Luan'er is unclear: "Miss, this..."

"Go quickly."

"Oh oh oh..."

Luan'er took a few steps, and then went to the front hall to peep!

Ji Yunshu carried the box into the house, opened it and saw that there was a long white cloud inside.

Bai Yunchang is not a rare medicinal material, but extremely expensive.

This medicinal herb has a miraculous effect on the treatment of whiplash!

Vaguely, she seemed to notice something in her heart.

It is too much a coincidence that the distinguished guests of the capital are giving away charcoal in the snow!

Shaking his head, it's better to do business while the back injury doesn't hurt now.

He walked to the shelf behind the desk, took off his sandalwood box, opened it, and laid a piece of white paper on the table.

After pondering carefully in his mind for a moment, he took out a golden pen from the box, dipped a little ink from the inkstone, and hooked it on the paper.

After a while, on the paper, there appeared pieces of human bones drawn with black ink. After a closer look, the exploded view of the entire skull!

It was the exploded view of the yin-yang corpse's skull!

The skull is divided into twenty-three flat and irregular bones of varying shapes and sizes!

And every small piece was divided by her.

In general, Ji Yunshu's habit of reconstructing a skeleton portrait is to disassemble the skull, and then use clay to create a small model according to the size and shape, and then draw the appearance of the skeleton.

This is different from the way those fleshy carrion are drawn!

Even in modern times, using high-tech computer synthesis technology, she has to spend a lot of effort.

Besides, there is no electricity in this place!

Therefore, this method can only be used.

Putting down the golden pen in her hand, she tapped lightly on the edge of the paper with her plain white fingers.

Intersex

This is also her first encounter.

After thinking for a while, she seemed to think of something else.

With a slight pause, he rolled up the exploded picture of the skull, put it aside, and spread it again.

Arranged the paints in the sandalwood box one by one, took a pinch of water, hooked the pen, and drew on the paper.

On the other side, Luan'er obeyed her instructions and just arrived at the front hall.

Creeping, not daring to approach, just listening behind a few girls.

In the hall, Ji Shuhan was standing, but his body was bent down slightly. His original vicious appearance turned into very flattering, full of respectful smiles.

Jing Rong, who was sitting in the upright position, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it made people panic!

In addition, the rough man Lang Bo stood aside, like a barrier, forming a circle around Jing Rong.

No strangers come in!

Jing Rong's sharp and cold eyes glanced up and down at Ji Shuhan.

Hum said: "Master Ji, you should sit still, this king really doesn't like looking up at others."

There seemed to be a ruthlessness in his tone.

It is not an exaggeration to call him Lord Ji. When Ji Shuhan was young, he was the servant of the Ministry of Rites!

But Ji Shuhan just twitched his face and lowered his head: "Xiaguan, let's stand still."

"This king asks you to sit, and you sit."

"Yes."

He had to pick up his robe and sat down beside him.

"King Rong came here today, and he brought some precious items to the family members of Xiaguan. I don't know... What is the so-called?"

how? Do you think he has something to ask for

He is a dignified prince, and he really doesn't need to beg you.

He smiled, squinted his eyes slightly, and held up the teacup, Jing Rong said leisurely: "This king heard that when an old man was an official in the court, my father gave you a golden satin and jade tripod Teng horse whip, but real?"

Mentioning this, Ji Shuhan became complacent.

"That's all because of the luck of the lower official's three lives, only to get the emperor's reward."

"Oh? This king also heard that the Teng horse whip was a tribute from Persia, a first-class leather gold eagle. I wonder if this king would be honored to have a look at it?" His brows were wrinkled!

Hearing this, Ji Shuhan hurriedly said: "King Rong wants to see it, the lower official should bring it."

He turned his head and said to Jiading, "Go and fetch that Teng whip."

Jiading walked away, and immediately brought the whip over.

It is also packed in a yellow brocade box, which is really exquisite!

Ji Shuhan took it out of the box and delivered it respectfully: "King Rong, this is the Teng horse whip that the emperor rewarded."

Knowing is a reward, no need to mention it again!

Jing Rong put down the teacup in her hand, raised her eyebrows, and the smile became a little creepy.

He took the whip, looked at it in his hand, wrinkled his nose, and said, "This whip is indeed very delicate, but why does it have a bloody smell?"

"This..." Ji Shuhan was a little flustered.

This whip, after hitting Ji Yunshu, has been cleaned up, and there is no trace of blood, and it has been smoked with sandalwood, how can there be a bloody smell

Rong Wang, are you a dog

Seeing Ji Shuhan's infarction, Jing Rong raised his jaw and continued, "Not only does it smell of blood, but the handle of the whip also seems to have an animal smell."

brute

The person holding the handle of the whip is Ji Shuhan!

Referring to Sang's ability to scold Huai, Jing Rong stood second, and no one dared to stand first.

At this moment, Ji Shuhan's complexion was so blue that he swallowed his saliva and moved forward tremblingly: "My lord, how can this whip smell? The lower official smokes sandalwood every day."

"Master Ji, then you have to go see the doctor and take care of your nose." He was clearly smiling, but his words changed.

Feeling unhappy, Jing Rong directly raised the whip and asked Lang Bo: "Lang Bo, take a sniff and see if this king's nose is not bright."

"Yes."

Lang Bo took the whip, smelled it on his nose, and nodded: "My lord, there is indeed a bloody smell, and the handle of this whip does have a beast smell."

"En." Jing Rong was very satisfied, her eyes suddenly darkened, she smiled, and she became serious.

"Take this whip and burn it!"