Chapter 123

When Xiao Song and ran Yan arrived on the mountain, the garden of Hosta had been uprooted, and many yamen servants turned pale and vomited.

Even though ran Yan has seen countless corpses, he is shocked by the scene in front of him.

A rotten corpse half dug out of the soil gave off a gust of stench. Ran Yan's visual observation showed that at least ten corpses had been buried in the soil in different years. Some of them had been completely ossified, and some of the rotten flesh had been occupied by the roots of Hosta.

Ran Yan couldn't help walking forward, Xiao Song pulled her back, "you have injuries, don't touch these filth."

Ran Yan also stops. It is true that there is no disinfection equipment in this era, and the protective effectiveness of those gloves is limited. She is injured now, so it is better not to touch it.

Xiao Song turned to the Yamen servant and said, "go and call Liu Qingsong."

The Yamen servant answered and rushed down the mountain.

Ran Yan frowned and looked at the bodies, as well as the clothes and other scattered articles, "it seems that those missing ladies, there are so many bodies, how can only find three husbands?"

Xiao Song said, "those Lang Jun were abandoned in the wilderness, no one found within three days, maybe they were eaten clean by wild animals."

"In this case, the murderer has been on the attack for more than a year, but it has only been exposed." Ran Yan did not expect that the place where nunneries and monasteries gather is not only a pure land, but also a hell on earth.

"I'll take you back." Xiao Song looks down the mountain.

Ran Yan looked at the past with his eyes. He saw that the night green was panting for breath. Then he thought of the terrible situation here. Ran Yan nodded. The rest of the light saw Xiao Songlu's wet body outside the umbrella.

This oil paper umbrella is bigger than the ordinary umbrella, but because Xiao Song is tall and ran Yan, two people are obviously not enough, and the open umbrella is almost covered by ran Yan.

They went down the mountain side by side, and when they were more than ten feet away from the night green, they began to shout, "lady! You can go away without calling your servant. "

Ran Yan looks at her fierce appearance, can't help but smile. Xiao Song has been gazing at her as if nothing, see her always cold face suddenly opened a quiet smile, just like the lotus on the water quietly blooming, the moment of amazement, make Xiao Song for a long time did not return to God, until ran Yan left his side, went to the night green umbrella to him slightly bowed, "thank you, Xiao Lang Jun."

Xiao Song quickly took back his mind, quietly lowered the umbrella in his hand to cover most of his face. His voice was steady and said, "Seventeen Niang is polite."

Evening green see two people's words are finished, still pestle in the rain, can't help but remind way, "Niang, it's time to return, otherwise Xing Niang starts to talk again."

Ran Yan wanted to say a few words of thanks, but she could think of nothing new except a "thank you". As it was getting late, she felt that she couldn't help much here, so she went back to yingmei'an with the evening green.

Xiao eulogized the umbrella and watched her leave.

Until ran Yan quickly entered yingmei'an, Liu Qingsong climbed to the mid mountain with his huge medicine box on his back. He hung his head and looked at Xiao Song's eyes for a long time, until Xiao Song's deep voice came from his ear, "have you seen enough?"

Liu Qingsong, with a smile on his clear face, lifted his hand to wipe the sweat and rain, and said vaguely, "I just look at it casually, not as affectionate and infatuated as Jiulang you see."

Xiao Song ranks ninth in the family, and people familiar with him call him Xiao Jiulang, or Jiulang.

Liu Qingsong finished his words and waited for a long time. He found that Xiao Song was not as angry as usual. He could not help but stretch his head to look at ran Yan's back and asked casually, "have you been to Ran's house? You're quitting? "

"Well." Xiao Song didn't deny it, he just answered.

Liu Qingsong was more and more surprised, "you rarely see a lady, so give up? Ranke, in order to break her heart, will tell her to leave her heart

"She's mine." Xiao Song took back his eyes, dropped a word lightly, and turned to the garden of Hosta.

Liu Qingsong, carrying a large medicine box, trotted up with her step by step. She said, "Jiulang, Jiulang, tell me, are you going to be cruel and cruel to arouse the love and sympathy of ran Niangzi; or are you going to rob people home and teach them slowly; or are you going to use both hegemony and tenderness to let ran Niang Zi fully feel the charm of your man..."

Xiao Song turned and said coldly, "go to the autopsy."

Liu Qingsong saw the corpse in front of him in a blink of an eye. He was frightened. He was unwilling to hold his mouth. He wrapped his mouth and nose with plain cloth and stepped into the corpse pile. Seeing that the Yamen servants were really powerless, he had to pull the corpse from the soil and quickly put all the bones together. It looked like a bamboo pole that could be blown away by the wind at any time, but his strength was not strong Small, fast.

Liu Qingsong is also Xiao's servant, but also Xiao Song's companion from childhood to adulthood. He is three years older than him, and has always been obsessed with medical ethics. After Xiao Song entered the Imperial College at the age of 15, Liu Qingsong devoted himself to the practice of medicine and became a teacher of doctor Ling. He learned a lot.They were named master and servant. In fact, their friendship was like brothers. However, Liu Qingsong had a problem, that is, he was particularly fond of gossip and was particularly wordy. He had been like this since he was a child. If Xiao Song had not been patient, he would not have lived to this day.

In Xiao Song's heart, ran Yan's calm face appeared. He sighed that he was both a doctor and an autopsy expert. How could he be so different!

Under the gaze of a group of people full of fear, Liu Qingsong places the corpses one by one on the prepared planks covered with plain cloth. When all the arrangements are finished, even Xiao Song, who is used to big cases, can't help but take a cold breath.

Ten bodies!

If, according to the conjecture, they were all women who eloped with others, then there were 20 people killed in total!

"From the white bones to the latest corpses, I guess there was at least six years between them." Liu Qingsong unties the plain cloth on his hand and says.

It was particularly early in the rainy day, when the sky was already hazy, and no more detailed information could be found. Seeing the rain getting stronger, Xiao Song immediately asked an umbrella to light the torch and continue to search for evidence.

Liu Qingsong sighed, "it's really vicious! I see the latest corpse. Its mouth is bound and there is no skin all over. Although it is mostly rotten, it can be imagined that there are many wounds, as if they were killed alive

"The killer is not Jingyuan." Xiao Song looked at the ten female corpses and made this conclusion.

Liu Qingsong was not interested in who was the murderer, but said with regret, "it's a pity that I didn't see empress Ran's autopsy with my own eyes. I'm really sorry that Jiulang wants to marry her home quickly, so I can learn how to autopsy from her. Then you can help me to say something good... "

Xiao Song looked at him suspiciously, "what beauty can you say?" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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