"Haha, that's pretty good, very pretty, very pretty." Fat Buddha looked up at the ice crystals all over the sky, "Little Rapunzel, come out and see the snow. Haha."
Lettuce opened the window of the hut and looked up. Although he couldn't see anything, he could feel a little bit of cold air passing by his face. He smiled happily. Being with everyone, there are different surprises every day.
“Hey…” Yun Xi raised his hand and pressed his silly sister’s head, “I’m sorry that I said that your brain was in your mother’s belly. Now, I know it’s true. Sister, you are so pitiful… I feel sorry for you…” Yun Xi pressed Yun Yao to his chest. He was obviously crying but he was smiling with tears in his eyes.
Fire began to come out of Yun Yao's head.
"Wow - it's snowing - it's so beautiful -" He Shiqi ran happily, "Master - it's snowing - it's snowing - I want to make a snowman -"
Fortunately, Lian Youyou's divine light protected her body and she was not affected by ice and snow.
"I'm so mad--" Yun Yao pushed away Yun Xi, who was laughing uncontrollably, and slapped her body in anger. How could she not feel disgusted when she thought that the ice crystals were full of insect flesh.
Lord Yao Guang scratched his head. It was so lively so early in the morning. Everyone was really full of energy.
"Amitabha, let me do it." The fat Buddha threw the black bowl casually, and immediately, the black bowl became huge, covering everyone's heads and floating in the air.
Sanniang raised her face and curled her lips: "Tsk, is this Fat Buddha's treasure? Not bad~~~"
"Amitabha, thank you for the reward, Master Lian." The fat Buddha bowed to Lian from a distance.
Lian Youyou smiled at the Fat Buddha.
Seeing that everyone was looking this way, Yao Guang stepped forward with a smile and said, "I have good news for you all. The emperor feels that you have worked very hard to protect the imperial city, so he specially invites you all to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet!"
"Great!" Yun Yao cheered.
Sanniang smiled. To her, what happened in the past was nothing more than a passing cloud. When she recalled it, she could only smile.
Guan Ye was relieved. After so many years, they were finally recognized by the court. He was originally an official, so he still had a special feeling for the court.
Yunxi was also a little excited. This showed that the emperor did not mind their identity as demons and was willing to have fun with them. This made him feel more touched and loyal.
Compared to the inner fluctuations of Guan Ye and Yun Xi, the others were not very concerned about it, and felt that they could finally have a good time at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet. Especially a little girl like Yun Yao.
"I want to buy new clothes!" As expected, Yun Yao could no longer contain her excitement and immediately dragged Sanniang along, "Sanniang, Sanniang! Accompany me to buy clothes!"
Sanniang looked at her sweetly and dotingly and tapped the tip of her nose.
Yao Guang's face was filled with joy. This time, their Nine Sects could finally stand proudly in front of people.
Lian Youyou turned around and looked at the bloodstained painting from afar. This was the true appearance of the painting. It seemed that this would become an important piece of evidence for Fu Mingrui to investigate the haunted case in Yi Mansion.
At this moment, Fu Mingrui was also busy looking for evidence in the Huang family mansion.
It took a lot of effort to dig out all the dirt in the dry well, and then they piled it up and carefully searched for any clues. Even though time had passed, the possibility of evidence being found was very small. But Zhao Cheng and his companions, like Fu Mingrui, had a persistence in the case that ordinary people did not have.
"Found it!" Suddenly someone found a box from the shit. The box was quite big. Everyone opened it carefully and found that there were writing brushes, inkstones and other tools inside.
This is strange, how could there be such a thing
"And more!" Someone found something else. Zhao Chengdu couldn't believe that so much evidence could be found in this well. It didn't look like the work of a professional murderer, or... the people here were sure that no one would find it, so they threw everything here
Everyone went to look again, and this time the evidence was even more important: a seal!
“There are clothes here!”
"I have shoes here."
"Why do I feel like... all the things the deceased used during his lifetime were thrown here?"
Everyone stared blankly at the pile of things they had found. This was the first time since they followed Fu Mingrui to investigate various cases that evidence had piled up like a mountain. It was as if they were afraid that they would not be able to find evidence.
Of course, the clothes, shoes and other items were tattered due to the corrosion of dirt, the bites of insects and the passage of several decades. Although they were called clothes, they were actually just a few pieces of rags, but from their shapes they could be identified as clothing.
But no more evidence was found in the hut where the second skeleton was found. It seemed that the skeleton had been completely forgotten here. The whole hut was empty. After sweeping away the ashes on the ground, clear blood stains could be seen. It was obvious that no one had stepped into this hut for fifty years, and no one had come to sweep it.
The young man died here alone, with only the clothes that fell off his body as he turned into a skeleton.
But they found a jade pendant from the clothes. The jade pendant was made of the finest emerald jade, and was in the shape of a flat bottle. The eloquence they were asking for was "a rapid rise to fame".
This style is very common, so it is impossible to determine the identity of the boy from the jade pendant. But it is enough to prove that the boy is not the child of a slave, as ordinary people cannot afford such a jade pendant. This jade pendant looks old and seems to be inherited from ancestors.
Now this jade pendant is tainted with yin energy, making its green glow even more eerie.
"Sir!" Song Peng found a small dagger in the corner. The dagger was thrown on the ground casually and covered with a thick layer of dust. When he picked up the dagger, the shape of the dagger was still intact on the ground. The dagger was well preserved, and the blood stains on it were still firmly on it. This was undoubtedly the murder weapon.
"Sir, here are women's earrings." Zhang Zhihe found another tiny pearl earring from the dust.
Fu Mingrui looked at the earrings carefully placed on the clean blue cloth, and the confusion in his heart gradually dissipated, but the speculations that emerged made his back feel slightly cold.
Yi Jixuan and Fu Mingsui stood outside the small courtyard of the dry well looking at the piles of items. They were having a great time watching the fun here today.
"Assuming that it is really Huang Ye who is in the well, then who threw these things he usually uses into the well?" Yi Jixuan touched his chin, feeling like he was a bailiff solving a case today, and he was a little excited.
Fu Mingsui frowned and thought deeply: "Usually when someone dies, their family will burn their used clothes and some daily items, or bury them with them. This situation looks a bit like it was thrown in by their family." Fu Mingsui pointed to those items that were obviously personal belongings.
Yi Jixuan's eyes became sharp: "Usually, the one who does this kind of thing should be the legal wife. What kind of grudge does this legal wife have to throw her husband's bones and all his things into the well, and throw feces every day?" Yi Jixuan didn't believe his guess a little bit, and hoped that his guess was wrong. (To be continued)