Chapter 776

Because of her words, everyone sighed.

Ji Yunshu moved slightly, walked up on Zhang Daqi's side, and said, "among the dead people, the murderer also lost his son. He was heartbroken, depressed all day, and almost wanted to die, but one day..." she raised the yellow paper in her hand that might break when the wind blows, "When he turned to the paper left by his ancestors and saw the 32 words on it, he knew that there was a dry well under the base of the Giant Buddha. Therefore, in order to prevent the strange things in Zhangjia village from happening, he began the sacrifice that Zhangjia ancestors had not completed in those years."

Uh!

It seems that a dark wind slowly poured in.

The wind made everyone tremble.

Arm trembling!

Hearing the speech, Jing YILENG denounced, "don't be alarmist here. What priest? What 32 words? It's clear that you made it up and deliberately wanted to excuse Zhang Daqi."

Jingrong immediately turned back, "this is the true evidence. Why should you make a alarmist statement? It's much more empirical than deciding that Zhang Daqi is the murderer with empty hands and no evidence."

"You..."

"Why don't you keep listening."

“……”

Jing Yi's face is blue.

Snorted.

The whole body of the two people seemed to be burning a raging fire.

Seeing this, Lord Li quickly broke the fire and asked Ji Yunshu, "Mr. Ji, where does this paper come from in your hand?"

Ji Yunshu replied, "I got it from Zhang Daqi's house."

"So, isn't Zhang Daqi the murderer?"

"No, he wasn't the killer."

"Who is that?"

Ji Yunshu stared at Zhang Daqi, who was shivering on his knees, and said, "it's his father, Zhang Yicheng."

resolute and decisive!

Zhang Yicheng.

Hearing these three words, village head Zhang was surprised, as if he had been beaten in the head.

Zhang Yicheng, he knows!

"No... impossible! How could it be old man Zhang? How could he kill people?"

Zhang Daqi was also very excited. He opened his mouth and "ah ah" half rang, but he couldn't speak.

Lord Li asked, "Mr. Ji, do you have evidence?"

"Of course!"

She took out a handkerchief, lit up the small black body wrapped in it in front of everyone, and took out the square silver piece taken from the old man's wheelchair.

Then, he said his previous conclusions one by one in the lobby of the Ministry of punishment.

The killer suffered from bone wasting.

When killing, the medicine rubbed against Gao Meng's ear.

At that time, he was seen by silly four, so when the lights in the Zhangjia ancestral hall went out, he rolled out in a wheelchair and killed silly four with a silver needle.

"As long as you find old man Zhang, you will know whether he has this medicine on his hand. And the most important thing is that he can pierce the silver needle into silly four's celestial cap so accurately in the dark. It can be seen that his eyes are unusual. Just ask Master Mo, the miracle doctor of Yuhua Pavilion, to see it." After that, she looked at Jing Yi again. "As for what Wang Yi wrote in the case, he thought that Zhang Daqi's blood was on the stone, so he was regarded as a murderer. It was even more funny and had no evidence."

ha-ha!

Jingyi: "Mr. Ji, you personally tested the blood on the stone. Is it false?"

"Of course not."

"Since it's true, you can tell me why there is both the blood of the dead and the blood of Zhang Daqi on the stone if the murderer is not Zhang Daqi."

Ji Yunshu smiled contemptuously, "it seems that just now, Wang Yi didn't listen to the 32 words carefully."

“……”

"Mixed with blood, the Buddha goes down in the well, which means that if you want to complete the priest, you must mix the blood with the blood of the dead and put it into the well. Therefore, every time old man Zhang kills someone, he will take blood from his son's face, because the cleanest and freshest blood of the human body is the blood on his face."

Huh?

Jing also retorted, "but since there are eight people, why is there only seven scars on Zhang Daqi's face?"

He seemed to have caught Ji Yunshu's omission and planned to step on his feet desperately.

On the contrary——

"Not only did king Yi not listen to the thirty-two words carefully, but he didn't even look carefully." Ji Yunshu came forward and lifted Zhang Daqi's hair back, revealing the eighth scar from the ear root to the mandible. "

the case is entirely cleared!

Zhang Daqi shouted "Er Er".

In tears.

The scene is also like being pushed to the edge of a cliff. Falling rocks fly at your feet. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into the abyss.

Unwilling, he grabbed the last straw and asked, "how do you explain that Gao mengxu will go to the broken temple? Where does the smell of tiger skin in his hands come from? If you can't explain clearly, you forged everything."

Ji Yunshu said nothing.

Jing Rong snapped his fingers.

Then someone brought in a tiger skin.

Drop it on the ground.

Tiger skin tastes great.

Huh?

He explained, "This is a top-grade tiger skin collected by old man Zhang. It hasn't been completely tasted. It comes from Nanlin like the tiger skin brought by Gao Meng to Beijing. I have checked it. Old man Zhang went to Anlang, Nanlin six years ago. I think he and Gao Meng should know each other. Therefore, I know that Gao Meng was born in the Yin year and the Yin month. Gao Meng went to Beijing to do business a few days ago. I guess he knew it early I think he should have asked him to the broken temple every hour on the grounds that he had a tiger skin to sell to him. When they talked about business, they naturally left the smell of tiger skin on their hands. "

"Nonsense." Jing also denounced.

"Since Yi Wang thinks it's nonsense, how do you explain the strange death methods of the dead and what Mr. Ji said just now?"

"This..." he was speechless and looked at Wen shisan around him.

Wen shisan understood what he meant and obviously wanted him to save the scene.

But——

Wen shisan came forward and said, "the way those dead died was really strange. Before that, Wen couldn't understand it. But after listening to Mr. Ji and Wang Rong's explanation, his doubts finally came to light. It seems that Zhang Daqi was wronged, and the murderer was his father Zhang Yicheng."

Uh!

what?

Jing was also extremely shocked and his face turned black to the extreme.

Unexpectedly, I was bitten by my own dog.

"Thirteen, you..."

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wen is just talking about things. What Mr. Ji said is indeed well founded."

Jingyi's forehead burst out green tendons and his fists were pinched tightly.

A sense of erasure burst out in his eyes.

"Cough, cough..."

At this time, some of the onlookers coughed violently.

I saw a rickety man wearing a hat trying to squeeze away the crowd and came in step by step. His shoes were very worn and muddy.

As he came in, he took off his hat and revealed a face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.

Old man Zhang!