Everyone hurried to the backyard and saw some people gathered there with pale faces.
"The village master is here."
Everyone hurriedly separated, and Cui Dahai and others walked over.
Cui Shi and Cui Biao were lying there, with fear in their eyes and unwillingness and panic on their red faces.
Liu Yijin looked solemn: "They died in the hands of a very familiar person."
Cui Ying'er squatted down to check the wounds on the two men, and then touched the body: "The muscles are relaxed and there is no stress reaction at all. This shows that the murderer is an acquaintance, and judging from the wounds on the neck, they are small, obliquely long, and... The force of the cut is just right, which shows that the opponent is a master of swordsmanship, but I can't tell what the sword looks like."
Qingluan, who was following Liu Yijin, hesitated for a moment: "Can I take a look?"
Qingluan walked up and glanced briefly, "The opponent is not using a sword."
"Not a sword? What is that?"
Qingluan glanced around the room, and finally landed on a pile of bamboo pieces placed on the wall. He took the bamboo pieces in his hand and carefully tested the weight.
Cui Ying'er frowned: "You don't think they used bamboo pieces to kill people, do you?"
Qingluan looked at Cui Biao's body and said, "I'm offended."
After he finished speaking, the bamboo piece in his hand instantly fell off, cutting a slender scar directly on Cui Biao's body.
"What are you doing!" Cui Yinger's face was furious: "He is already dead."
"I know, I just wanted to show you the wound."
Cui Ying'er suspiciously inspected the new wounds on Cui Biao's body, and was shocked, "This, this?"
"When the internal force is filled and instilled into the bamboo slices, it can instantly form a powerful destructive force. This destructive force can prevent any blood from spilling from the wound, but the violent internal force is enough to destroy all the texture in the body. It can be sealed in an instant There were bleeding spots in the residence, which is why their faces were all red instead of pale."
"Is it because the blood didn't flow out?"
Qingluan nodded: "If someone forcibly moves the body at this time, everything will be destroyed accidentally."
"Of course, it is also possible that as time changes, when all the internal energy in the two people's bodies dissipates, everything will be buried. At that time, we will no longer be able to see how these two people died. "
Cui Dahai and Cui Song looked gloomy and couldn't help shouting to the surroundings: "Why are you still standing there? Check it out quickly! Find this person for me! Who has been here today!"
"Back to the village leader, a few people who are close to Cui Shi came to visit, but their internal strength is average. There are also a few people around Cui Biao who have also been here, but we all know the details of these people."
"Gone?"
The two guards were submissive.
"That's what you said!"
Cui Ying'er's face turned livid with anger: "Is there anyone else coming?"
"Mrs. Cui has been here."
"Mrs. Cui?" Several people looked at each other.
In the village, only Cui Shi's wife is called Mrs. Cui.
Cui Ying'er hurriedly rushed out with her people, followed closely by Cui Dahai and others.
But when they arrived at the place, they saw Mrs. Cui lying on the bed with a calm face, she had already lost her breath, and her expression suddenly changed.
"There is a suicide note here!"
Everyone opened the suicide note, and Cui Ying'er let out a long breath: "Mrs. Cui killed the person."
"What?"
"How can this be!"
"Killing your husband and son with your own hands? Is this true?"
Liu Yijin looked at Cui Dahai in confusion: "Besides, does she have such superb internal strength?"
Cui Dahai hummed: "Mrs. Cui is the person with the highest internal power in the house. She was also a famous figure in the world before, but she was combined with Cui Shi by chance."
"But Mrs. Cui has always been simple and knowledgeable in the village and rarely interacts with outsiders."
Liu Yijin sighed: "The more such a person is, the inner world is also very sensitive."
"It's just that even if there was a conflict between her and Cui Shi, she wouldn't kill her son."
Everyone frowned.
Liu Yijin walked up to Mrs. Cui, looked at it carefully, and then looked at the people around him: "Which of you knows Mrs. Cui's handwriting?"
Everyone shook their heads, even Cui Yinger was at a loss.
"Mrs. Cui in my memory cannot write. I have never seen her write."
Cui Song also nodded and said: "But they look very affectionate on weekdays, and they have never had any quarrels or even blushed."
"And I heard Mrs. Cui talking about Cui Biao a few days ago. His eyes were full of pride. Why did he suddenly kill someone today?"
Everyone was also confused.
Liu Yijin wandered around the room and suddenly saw an embroidery hanging on the wall. The embroidery looked exquisite, like a landscape painting embroidered with exquisite workmanship. Besides, next to the embroidery, embroidered " The word "文白".
Cui Ying'er looked at Liu Yijin looking straight at the painting, and couldn't help but frown slightly: "Is there anything strange about this painting?"
"At first glance, it wasn't there, but now the more I look at it, the more I feel something is wrong."
"Is there any?" Everyone looked up in confusion, but there were countless figures on the landscape map, green mountains and green water, countless white clouds in the sky, and a faint layer of needlework in the distance embroidered the appearance of an iron tower.
"Who embroidered this?"
Cui Ying'er shook her head: "I don't know about this."
Cui Song on the side said: "When Cui Shi got married, my wife helped decorate the wedding room. She actually said that when Mrs. Cui got married, she brought an embroidery picture with her. She thought it looked good at the time, so she hung it directly in the room. middle."
"You mean Mrs. Cui brought this embroidery?"
"Yes. It was indeed brought here."
Cui Dahai also nodded: "If you put it that way, I have an impression. When I often came to Cui Shi for a drink before, this embroidery was really hanging on it, but I didn't think there was any problem at that time."
People in the Cui family's old village were familiar with Cui Shi, and they all looked at this embroidery: "We have seen it before, what is this, it's just a simple painting."
Liu Yijin smiled and shook his head: "If you are all right, then the painting in front of you is a bit strange."
Cui Ying'er looked at Liu Yijin, frowned and said, "Then what's wrong with you?"
"Everything on the drawing is fine, but look at the word '文白'."
Everyone looked at these two words suspiciously: "Is there anything strange about this?"
Cui Ying'er's mind flashed: "The font of these two words is similar to the one on the suicide note."
"Yes." Liu Yijin nodded and said, "Although the embroidered text has changed a bit, if you compare it carefully, you can still see some clues."
Cui Dahai asked someone to take down the picture and carefully compared it with the fonts on the suicide note. There were indeed similarities.
Cui Dahai and others were stunned: "Isn't Mrs. Cui the murderer of Cui Shi and Cui Biao?"
Cui Song breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the case has been solved now. It was the husband and son that Mrs. Cui killed. But I didn't expect how this woman could be so cruel!"
Cui Song pointed to a font on the suicide note and said: "If you compare it carefully, you can't see any clues in it."
"But why did she kill Cui Shi and Cui Biao?"
At this time, Xiang Ling ran out of the inner room: "Miss, there are letters in here."
"oh?"
When Xiangling took out the letter, she couldn't help but be stunned: "Is this written to Mrs. Cui?"
Cui Ying'er and others couldn't help but look furious after reading this: "No wonder Cui Biao always wanted to cooperate with people from Maitreya Buddhism, but he didn't expect that their whole family is from Maitreya Buddhism!"
Cui Dahai took the letter and looked through it carefully, and couldn't help but snorted: "They say tigers are poisonous but cannot eat their seeds. I didn't expect this woman to be so vicious!"
