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Liu Wei moved to the upper half of the body, stared at the head of the corpse that revealed the big hole, and waited.

However, the two patrolling guards who had lost the "suspicious person" came back before the next white mist could be formed.

As expected, Rong Ling gave her a glance, half believing and half doubting, but he still warned her, "Remember what you said."

Liu Wei sighed, he felt that it was getting harder and harder, now that he was dissecting a corpse, he still had to look at the others' expressions.

… ….

At the same time, in a side hall within the main hall of the yamen, Ji Feng was fiddling with the flickering candle flame beside him. He lit it up a bit before lowering his head and continuing to flip through the book in his hands.

One or two pages, Ji Feng was completely focused on reading. From time to time, he would annotate two lines on the page with a pen, blow dry the ink, and then flip to the next page.

"Lord Ji." Outside the door, there was a soft call.

Ji Feng raised his head and asked, "Who?"

A male voice came from outside, "Lord Ji, it's me."

Ji Feng stood up and walked around the wooden chairs on the table. He walked to the door and opened it.

At the head of the door, a little yamen runner held a cup of hot soup in his hands and said while grinning: "Just now, I passed by the back kitchen and casually said that Master Ji had not left yet, that Madam Sheng was so passionate that I made you a bowl of soup. Why don't you want me to bring it over for you?"

Ji Feng looked at the camel-colored soup cup in the bailiff's hand and received it with a warm smile. "Madam Sheng is too courteous. Help me thank you."

"Alright." The bailiff waited for him to pick it up, then shrugged his sleeve and hid his hand inside his sleeve cage. He trembled with cold as he looked into the room and asked again, "Is Lord Ji still commenting on the written text? "It's already late in the night, you should head back early to rest. In the past two days, Ye Yuanliang's case has made the entire yamen tired, but we were able to tire you out, while your Lord Ji failed. Guyong Mansion should refer to you, Sir Sun and Lord Ji."

"Not at all." Ji Feng carelessly waved his hand and changed the topic, "Are you the one on night duty today? "How do I remember? It's a leopard on duty this night."

The moment he said that, the young bailiff became excited: "Heh! The wife of the leopard was going to have a baby in the next two days! He was at home, keeping watch, and changed shifts with me. He was on duty during the day, and no longer on duty at night. You say that this is the birth of a child, which family doesn't have a wife? Just like that rare appearance of mine, when my wife was first born, she was born on her own in the field. When I went back, she was wrapped up in a big fat kid, and went out to welcome me. "

When it came to his woman, the young bailiff could not stop talking.

Ji Feng looked at the sky and lowered his eyes. He didn't look impatient at all as he patiently listened.

He rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "Lord Ji, you're still busy, right? Then I won't bother you any longer. I'll wait for Hu'zi and Old Shitou to come back and take over their shift and go on patrol."

Ji Feng was stunned for a moment. His relatively sharp eyes glanced to the left. That direction was the direction of the rear court.

Tonight, it was very quiet in the rear of the city, not a single sound. It was no different from every other night.

"Lord Ji?" Seeing that he was lost in thought, the bailiff unconsciously exhaled a breath of cold air and called out.

Ji Feng regained his senses and laughed once more. "What is it?"

"No, I said I'll leave first." As the bailiff spoke, he shrunk his neck and was about to leave.

Ji Feng nodded. From start to finish, there was not a single trace of inconvenience with his gentle appearance.

The hot soup in his hand slowly burned his hand through the temperature of the soup. At this moment, a startled cry came from the back of the yamen, "Where are you from, thief? Stop right there!"

The bailiff was surprised: "Thieves?" Saying this, he did not care about Ji Feng's condition. He started to run backwards, pulling out a long saber from his waist as he ran.

Ji Feng stood in the courtyard and listened to the increasingly loud sounds of banging and banging from there. His tired eyebrows were slightly creased. He put down the soup cup in his hand and walked towards the back.

… ….

covered his mouth with one hand and leaned close, his eyes wide open as he carefully observed what was happening.

As the blood mixed, it was as if the blood was being roasted. The red blood in his head evaporated into thin air, forming a fog of unknown origin.

Liu Wei watched for a while, then fiercely closed his eyes and reopened them once again … It was the same as before. The white mist continued to form, boil, and disperse in the blood.

"So it's like that …" Liu Wei muttered, with unconcealable astonishment at the situation before him.

What was this white mist? How was it formed? But, was there something strange hidden within the corpse?

No, it wasn't, it wasn't. This fog, it was steam.

The strange thing that looked like steam was actually formed from the blood of corpses. But why would blood become vaporized?

Liu Wei reached out his hand, not caring about whether the mist was poisonous, he touched it.

When its slender fingers came into contact with the flesh of the skull, it did not feel the blood heating up. Instead, it felt the blood becoming colder, colder than before!

Not hot steam, cold steam?

Liu Wei pondered. Could it be that someone had done something to Ye Yuanliang's body, causing Ye Yuanliang's blood to automatically turn cold, forming cold steam and corroding his skin?

Who did this?

Why did you do that?

And how did he do it?

Liu Wei had a series of questions he wanted to ask, but what Liu Wei wanted to know the most was how this technique had been implemented.

In the case of living people, the circulation of blood, or self-heating, one would have to develop a drug that would allow the body to undergo some sort of change within a specific time frame. This was achievable.

It had to be known that many of the famous control poisons in the martial arts world were made from this principle. The common usage was to poison a person and then detoxify them, but to be unable to cure them.

It could only drag out the poison day after day in order to control it.

There were many of such poisons, and Liu Wei himself knew how to create them. But the prerequisite was that this person had to be alive as well!

If a person died like a living thing, how could the effect that living beings could produce be realized in terms of dead beings?

The current situation was beyond Liu Wei's knowledge, it seemed that the autopsy would not end in a short period of time.

At the very least, she would need some time …

Liu Wei looked at the direction of the door. She was not sure if Rong Ling could still hold on.

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