Liu Meihe glanced at me, nodded calmly, pointed to the precious ingredients, and said softly: "Wang family has a problem. The key is how big the problem is? Did you really sell Wang Qianer's life to obtain the glory and wealth? If it is. , That’s too bad, it’s a sin worthy of death."
"If it is not, it depends on the severity of the situation."
"No matter which is the case, you and I can't investigate it now. The quickest way is to arrest a few princes and interrogate them. With my measure of a knife, they can pour out the secrets in their stomachs in a few seconds. "
"But doing so will definitely shock Qingjing, and it is very unwise. So, let's continue to investigate secretly, hoping to find more clues. At the moment, Wang Qianer's death is full of doubts and needs to be clarified. I feel intuitively. It has something to do with the blue crystal in the Lishan fusion scene, but I don't know what it is?"
She threw over what she said, which made sense, and I could only agree with it, and then we both left the kitchen.
"Aunt Liu, do you think that is the house where Wang Qianer lived before her death? I want to take a look in her room."
We stood in the yard again, looking around, surrounded by thatched houses, nothing more than different sizes and locations, the same dilapidated poverty.
Of course, it's different now. There may be a lot of cash hidden in any house.
The Wang family has been poor and wealthy for a long time, and he will not worry about depositing the money in the bank. It must be hidden in his own corner. How much money is there? This is hard to say.
Liu Meihe looked around for a long time, and finally fixed his eyes on the most remote small room in the left wing, because only that room was locked.
The other rooms are not locked, the only locked room, on the contrary, it smells like there is no silver in this place.
"There, either the room where the Wang family hides the money or the boudoir where Wang Qianer lived. Wang Kuangbiao has already left home to go to the big city to work hard. Their family will not leave a room for the youngest migrant worker alone."
Liu Meihe was very determined.
"Let's take a look." My eyes sank, and I walked towards the thatched house with the locked door.
When I got to the door, I looked around and found that the window next to the door was closed from the inside.
I can't move the lock on the door to avoid leaving marks.
If so, when you get to the window, lean your ears first
After listening to it, I made sure that there was no one inside, and then my palm was put on the window lattice, and I didn't have any power, but it ran Qigong, and opened the lock in the inside through the window sash.
This thing doesn't bother me.
Opening the window silently, I glanced inward and confirmed that this was Wang Qian'er's boudoir before her death.
The furniture and decorations in the interior are covered by a gray-white coarse cloth curtain, which is obviously not intended to be approached.
Seeing that there are cobwebs condensing between the coarse cloths, it means that the Wang family has never been inside. Does this mean that they are afraid of hitting the dead? Therefore, this place must be Wang Qianer's boudoir, not the place where Wang's family hides the money, otherwise, it is impossible not to come in once every few days.
I stepped on a pad, and there was no sound at all. I walked in in a'beating horizontally and fluttering' posture.
The mana started working, and after landing, no footprints were left.
A shadow flashed by her side, Liu Meihe had entered, and the window sash behind her closed silently.
The room was extremely dim, but it was as bright as day and dimmer in our eyes.
"After the curtain moves, the web will break and the position will shift. What can I do?"
I pointed to the grey cloth covering the furniture.
"It's not a big problem. The Wang family seems to be afraid to come in. Seeing this, after Wang Qianer died, they pulled a gray cloth and covered it, then locked the door and stopped entering or leaving. In other words, even with things. Their position has changed, and they can’t see it, because the Wang family haven’t come in recently, so how can they have the original impression?”
When Liu Meihe said so, I was relieved.
After thinking for a while, I took out disposable plastic gloves and put on a mask.
Handed the new'equipment' to Liu Meihe.
She smiled and praised me for being thoughtful, and she also put it on.
After all, it is the dead room. Even if we are used to seeing life and death, the one who should be protected has to be protected. At least it is much better psychologically.
I squatted down and grabbed a corner of the curtain and slowly opened it.
There are five long gray-white curtains in the house, which tightly block the bed and furniture.
Liu Meihe was not idle either, she lifted the curtain on the other side.
We worked together, and within a few minutes, five pieces of gray cloth were lifted off, leaving no traces as much as possible in the process.
Lift off
All the curtains, Liu Meihe and I were dumbfounded on the spot!
Our eyes were nailed to the old dressing table in front of the window.
To be precise, nailed to things hanging around the old dressing table.
Dozens of puppets about half a meter high are tied up with red ropes and hung around the dressing table.
These puppets are too horrible, red and white, blue and black, and in various colors.
It can be seen that they are all sewn by hand.
This is nothing. What makes people horrifying is that the faces, noses, hands and feet of all the puppets are densely packed with'black thread talisman'!
The talisman, which is only a centimeter long, is neatly embroidered on the puppets, and matched with the hollow eyeballs of the puppets, just a glance will make the whole body hairy!
The old dressing table is about 1.8 meters high, and on it is a large rectangular mirror standing upright. The mirror is full of cracks, comparable to two thousand gold cheeks, but it is maintained in this way, and there is no sign of falling apart.
The main body of the wooden dressing table is hollowed out, not to mention the mirror surface, but only the shape and material, it is not ordinary goods, at first glance, it is very expensive, even in ancient times, it is the daughter of a large family to have the financial resources and qualifications to use of.
"Could it be that the Wang family picked up this thing from outside? Because of poverty, they absolutely can't afford such a solid wood and antique dressing table. Therefore, they picked it up as a treasure and carried it to Wang Qianer. use?"
"With Wang Qian'er's beauty-loving nature, even if the mirror is broken, she must like it?"
Inexplicably, such a thought came to me from the bottom of my heart.
Looking at the reflections of himself and Liu Meihe in the shattered mirror, I feel as cold as entering an ice cellar!
"How dare the Wang family have the courage to pick this kind of ghost home and use it?"
Liu Meihe and I looked at each other.
"Xiaodu, are you embroidered with this kind of rune on the corpse in the blue robe that you saw in the imperfect integration of Lishan?"
Liu Meihe took a few steps forward and carefully looked at the black talisman on the puppets.
I followed forward, enduring the hairy feeling and looking carefully.
After a few seconds, I was sure that, apart from the different sizes of the talisman, only the style was indeed the same kind of rune.
Although I don't know much about female red embroidery, I can conclude that the embroidery method is the same.
(End of this chapter)