Chapter 231

Lou Han follows si Ziyi to the second floor of the medicine hall. The old doctor takes a jar of liquid that he doesn't know what it is and sprinkles it on the withered body. Soon, the stench of the body disappears. Lou Han put down his sleeve and smelled it. It was the smell of the air. There was no smell. It was amazing.

"It's free water. It can remove the meaning from the corpse and keep the corpse from being corrupted." Looking at Lou Han, the old doctor explained with curiosity.

"Isn't that like formalin?" It's the same, but formalin can't get rid of the smell. Lou Han laughs.

However, the old doctor did not understand what she said. Just concentrate on sprinkling water on the body. Si Ziyi pulls Lou han to sit on the chair beside him. The county magistrate also sits over and says, "what clues does the LORD have? I'm really in a bit of a dilemma."

Si Ziyi glanced at the magistrate and said, "you just need to take care of the slum over there. I'll take care of this."

The county magistrate is very happy when he hears about it. It's very suitable for Wang Yi to solve this hot potato. Look at the knife marks on the neck and arm of the corpse. It's so crisp. It's a man with a bright future. As an ordinary county magistrate, he can help to find clues

"Go back and do a good job of rebuilding the slums." Si Ziyi said faintly.

The magistrate bowed and nodded happily, eager to leave the place where the corpse was lying. Maybe he left the medicine hall with the speed of stealing money. The shadow of the door closed it.

After the magistrate left, Si Ziyi took out a withered milk scented flower from his sleeve and put it on the table. The old doctor and Lou Han took a breath. This Isn't this milk scented flower!

Yes, that's right.

The milk scented flowers on the table are not as white as those in the pots I saw yesterday. Instead, they are withered and yellow. The petals begin to turn yellow gradually, and the green leaves below are withered and brittle, and they break when touched. Lou Han quickly covered his nose and mouth and said: "it will be poisoned! You'll get poisoned

Si Ziyi chuckled and said, "this one can't. It has withered to death."

Lou Han was stunned. He sat back on the stool and looked at the flower on the table. "Where did you pick it up?" he asked The old doctor was also very curious and sat on the other side of Si Ziyi.

Si Ziyi said faintly, "under the Kang of the old couple." He picked up the frankincense on the table, sniffed it, and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?" Lou Han asked.

"I smell a smell of rouge." Si Ziyi rubs his nose and hands it to Lou Han. Lou Han sniffs it too. There is indeed a smell of rouge. The last time he smelled the potted flowers in Lou Si's house, there was no other smell except a smell of milk. How could there be a smell of rouge this time? Lou Han said he didn't understand.

The old doctor took the flowers and found them very confusing.

"What can we find out from that woman?" Si Ziyi said faintly.

"No, there's nothing wrong with her except two wounds," the old doctor shook his head and sighed, "and there's no sign of her scalp being torn, and there's no bruise on her body, which means that the girl didn't struggle before she died."

Lou Han Leng Leng, feeling, eh? The painting style is a little wrong. I feel like I've gone through the suspense novel She turned her face and looked at the corpse lying on the long table, which made her whole body a lot. She was still as dry and yellow as she had seen in the morning, like a skinned mummy. The cut on her wrist was obvious. There was a small flower on the back of her hand, and she could clearly see it was light red.

Little flower? Lou Han Leng Leng, fixed his eyes on a look, the corpse's right hand is indeed printed with a light red flower, just because the skin has withered and yellow, it is not obvious to see. Lou Han patted Si Ziyi on the arm and said, "on the back of her right hand!"

Si Ziyi frowns, stands up, walks to the corpse, puts a handkerchief on it, and holds her hand up. The right hand of the corpse is printed with the pattern of a shallow flower. Si Ziyi touches the print and frowns slightly. It seems that the cinnabar print is not easy to wash off, just like it grows on the surface of the skin.

Lou Han also looked closely, and the small pattern was like the pattern on the back of the woman's hand. Even if the skin was so dry, the pattern still existed. "Do you have tattoos?" Lou Han couldn't help asking.

Si Ziyi was stunned and shook his head.

"In our place, there will be many people who like tattoos, that is, paint on the skin, and can no longer wash off." Lou Han looks at Si Ziyi and says seriously.

Si Ziyi droops his eyes and looks at the corpse. He doesn't know what to say. Now there are too few clues. He only knows a little bit, and he has to go on slowly. "Go to liumenmen and call some yamen servants to lock the corpse in the prison of the government. No one is allowed to touch it." Si Ziyi said faintly to the flying eagle. Flying Eagle got the order and left quickly from the medicine hall.

Si Ziyi took a deep breath, pulled Lou Han and said, "OK, let's go back first. We'll talk about it when we have some thoughts."

Lou Han nods and follows si Ziyi down to the second floor of the medicine hall. Two people get on the carriage. Feiying drives his horse away from the medicine hall and prepares to return to King Yi's house. The old doctor waved goodbye to them from the window on the second floor, but everyone ignored him. He shrugged his shoulders, turned around and looked at the corpse lying on the table. He retched, closed the door on the second floor and went down quickly. After that, even if the corpse was removed, he did not dare to go to the second floor. It was disgusting I'm shaking at the thought.Si Ziyi was sitting in the carriage with the milk flower in his hand. He always felt that the smell of the rouge was very familiar. Si Ziyi is a smart nose, and martial arts practitioners are alert by nature. When they smell strange smell, they will always remember it. The smell of milk fragrant flowers makes Si Ziyi feel very familiar. Lou Han looked at him and said with a smile, "what's the matter with the smell of rouge?"

Si Ziyi's eyes drooped. Actually, she just cared about it. Maybe the woman put the milk fragrance into her pocket. After all, women like to apply some rouge powder. It's nothing to get stained on her clothes. Si Ziyi put the frankincense into his pocket, holding his wife with a smile, and smelling the fragrance of her neck, he felt a lot better. Alas, nothing tastes as good as the fragrance of her body. My wife is the most comfortable Si Ziyi rubbed his wife's neck like a kitten, which made Lou Han itch. Just as they were in love, Lou Han's chest heard a dissatisfied chirp. They looked down and saw that it was a little fat bird flapping its wings and yelling at Si Ziyi, who took advantage of Lou Han. The chirp was terrible.

Si Ziyi looks at the corner of his mouth

Feiying, who is driving the horse, suddenly feels that his back has been hit by something. He turns around and sees that his wife's little yellow bird has been thrown on his back. The little yellow bird chirps wrongly and slides from Feiying's back to the car board. He looks like a pitiful boy with a yellow hair on his head. Feiying chuckled and rubbed the aggrieved little yellow bird on her face. She said faintly, "it deserves it."

Little yellow bird instant hair, loud chirp, all the birds around scared away. Who is your family!