"The nun who practiced on behalf of Fafa, has been dead for many days and has not been found?" Bo Ruoyou asked suspiciously.
Wu Xiang nodded, "Yes, not only that, the deceased also died in a house with locked doors and windows, because there was no movement for several days, other nuns in the nunnery broke down the door, and only then did they see that she was already dead .”
"The nun from the nunnery came to report to the officials. I took people out of the city to look at the corpse. The corpse was decomposed, but the cause of death was traumatic death. No other clues were found at the scene, so I came here to ask you to do an autopsy."
Bo Ruoyou nodded, waited for Zhou Liang to bring the box, and explained to Cheng Yunzhi before getting on the carriage and leaving the city.
On the way, Bo Ruoyou knew that the nunnery was called Shuiyue Nunnery, and it had been located east of Luoshui in the south of the city for many years, and because there were many Buddhist temples and Taoist temples such as Xiangguo Temple nearby, the incense was not prosperous, and it was usually supported by wealthy families in the city.
Bo Ruoyou knew it well, waited for the carriage to go out of the city gate and turned east, and followed the path all the way to Tingshan in the southeast of the city. Tingshan is a continuous low hill on the left bank of Luoshui River. A place of amusement, Shuiyue Temple is located in the west mountain depression with unusual scenery.
In early autumn, the mountain breeze brings a bit of coolness, the green cover in the mountains is luxuriant, and the half-artemisia grass is like waves. When the carriages and horses pass by, the flying birds are frightened. Yacha was guarding the door, and two nuns in crow blue robes were waiting with pale faces.
Seeing Wu Xiang and Bo Ruoyou coming, the yamen servants greeted them first, and Wu Xiang walked in front and asked, "What's the matter? Someone is here at home."
Yacha shook his head, "Not yet, and the people from the nunnery haven't come back yet."
Wu Xiang frowned, and looked back at Bo Ruoyou, "The autopsy first."
Bo Ruoyou followed, and as soon as he entered the door, he secretly looked at the nunnery. The nunnery was indeed a bit desolate. In front were several Buddhist halls with Buddha statues, and behind them were the nuns' meditation rooms. There are two small courtyards, and the deceased died in this small courtyard.
Hou Yang was guarding the gate of the courtyard, accompanied by an old nun. She seemed to be over half a hundred years old. She was holding a string of Buddhist beads and was reciting scriptures in a low voice. When she saw Wu Xiang and Bo Ruoyou approaching, her expression changed One positive.
Wu Xiang pointed to the upper room in the courtyard, "The deceased is inside."
There are three upper rooms in this courtyard, and there are left and right side rooms. There are some green bamboos planted in the corner of the courtyard, but the courtyard wall is not high. Bo Ruoyou feels that if there is a place to step on, she can climb in out.
She followed Wu Xiang, just before she walked to the door of the upper room, she smelled the stench of decaying corpses in the room, she frowned slightly, and then saw the broken latch on the ground.
Wu Xiang led her to the right wing, "The corpse is inside. This room is different from ordinary meditation rooms. The left wing is the warm pavilion, and this is the bedroom. The corpse is on the bed, but there is a trauma on the forehead. We haven't moved the corpse yet. .”
Upon entering the door, Bo Ruoyou saw the corpse on the bed at a glance.
This place was originally a nunnery, but the layout of this room does not have the austere meaning of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. It has all the furniture, embroidered bed curtains, and screen decorations. It looks like an ordinary woman's boudoir.
The stench in the room was overwhelming, Bo Ruoyou took out a silk handkerchief and tied it on her face, then put on hand guards, and then walked towards the bed.
Now at the end of summer and early autumn, if the weather is clear, it will still be a bit hot, so the corpse will rot very quickly. After taking two steps closer, Bo Ruoyou can see the fly maggots attached to the surface of the corpse. Bloodstains were also all over the forehead. At this moment, maggots were wriggling in the corpse's wounds, eye sockets, and mouth and nose. Wu Xiang, who was looking directly at the side, felt sick to his stomach.
Bo Ruoyou turned back and took a Suhexiang pill in his mouth, and lit the decontamination incense in a corner of the room. When the faint smoke rose, Bo Ruoyou asked Hou Yang to help fetch water, and then went to check the corpse.
Due to the rapid decay, the facial features of the corpse have been somewhat deformed, but it can still be seen that it is a young woman. She is wearing the same robe as the nun outside, and she is lying on the bed with her shoes still on, with her hands hanging casually by her side , at this moment, the skin on the hands is shriveled into a layer of skin, covered with scars, Bo Ruoyou's body has not been touched, so go look at the bed curtain first.
Although the bed curtain is a bit old, it is not like the original thing of the nunnery, and the brocade quilt under the dead body is also embroidered with complicated patterns, Bo Ruoyou can already see a small piece of white fly eggs sticking to it, she looked carefully, inexplicably felt that The brocade quilt under her body showed traces of being scratched by the deceased. Soon, she asked Wu Xiang to help and moved the body to the ground for inspection.
Rinse away the maggots and fly eggs with clean water, and the corpse returned to its original appearance. Bo Ruoyou carefully took off the robe on the corpse, her eyebrows furrowed even more, the abdomen of the corpse was swollen, and there were some rotten swellings on the thighs. Standing up, the lower body is covered with corpse green and fly eggs, and the purple branch-like blood veins are distributed under the flesh of the chest, abdomen and thighs, which looks particularly creepy.
"This nun should not be from the nunnery, right? She has been dead for at least seven days, why did she report to the official today?"
Bo Ruoyou leaned over to perform an autopsy as she asked, Wu Xiang said: "That's true, Mrs. Jinghui outside said that this girl was sent here half a year ago, and their nunnery not only enshrines incense, but also occasionally speaks for rich people. In addition to the scriptures, there is another use, that is, some families will send a woman who has made a mistake in her family here to make her introspect. This girl was sent here because of a mistake. It's very weird, and people are a little crazy, and they can talk nicely when they are good, but when they are not happy, they act like crazy."
"Or, shut yourself in the room, don't eat or drink, go on a hunger strike, and want her family to pick her up. Usually, in such a situation, the nunnery will send someone to the capital to ask. If they are willing to pick her up, they will pick her up. If you don't want to, let her make trouble, Master Jinghui said, this is not the first time this girl locked herself up, the longest time, she didn't go out for ten days."
"Then what does she eat and drink?" Bo Ruoyou asked while examining the head wound of the deceased.
"There is a rear window in the left wing room, which was opened to a size that allows bowls and chopsticks to come in and out. Food is brought in every day. I went to see it just now. There are a lot of steamed buns and food piled up in the window, and no one has touched it for many days. "
Bo Ruoyou raised her eyes and glanced at Wu Xiang, feeling weird, "They haven't moved for a long time, so they don't think it's strange?"
Wu Xiang's eyes also darkened, "It is said that she is used to making troubles, and in the past few days, she has been very busy helping several families in the city, and has no time to take care of her. Until today, it has been seven days since she was seen. That's it, just knocked on the door and came in."
Bo Ruoyou didn't say another word, and continued to inspect the wounds on the deceased.
The musculoskeletal is that of a young man. Apart from the injury on the forehead, there are some old scars on his body, but they are not new today. After Bo Ruoyou inspected it carefully, he pondered for a while, and then looked at the bed.
There was also a lot of blood stains between the hair strands of the deceased, and a lot of blood was also found on the pillow she was resting on just now. She picked up the pillow and looked at it, and frowned, "The age of the deceased should be around Around eighteen to nineteen, I initially suspected that she died of excessive blood loss from the wound on her forehead. She looked weak and thin. It's normal, but to determine the cause of death, an autopsy is still needed."
This is not an unknown corpse, Wu Xiang said, "Then we have to wait for a while, and wait for her family members to come first."
Bo Ruoyou was not in a hurry, she cleaned her hands, took out a pen and paper to record what she had just gained, and then couldn't help but go to the left wing room. As soon as she entered the left wing room, she saw that it was arranged as a study room, with writing desks and pens and ink They were all in place. Apart from Buddhist scriptures, there were more ordinary books. She casually flipped through two books on the table, and unexpectedly found that the handwriting of the deceased was very beautiful.
Wu Xiang was outside and Hou Yang was questioning the teacher, and after a while, she entered the door, her brows were frowned, and her face was unhappy, "This girl is actually the daughter of the Liu family in Pingkangfang."
Bo Ruoyou was puzzled, "The Liu family?"
Wu Xiang nodded, "The Liu family used to be a family of lords, titled Uncle Zhongyong. After the death of the old uncle of the previous generation, their five generations of hereditary titles will come to an end. Even so, they are also a family that is either rich or noble. This girl is their family. Miss Shangqi, you are so nice, why did you send her here to suffer like this?"
After hearing this, Bo Ruoyou frowned slightly, and suddenly got up and walked to the right room where the corpse was parked. The corpse was covered by her robe, but at this moment she took off the robe and looked at the lower abdomen of the deceased. Soon, she Straightened up, "Miss Liu has never been married, has she?"
Wu Xiang shook her head, "No, never married."
Bo Ruoyou's eyes darkened, "Let's talk about it when her family members come."