My thoughts were a little heavy.
Before walking to the main room, Mao Yuanyang also glanced at the things on the table.
Feng Zhirong stood up, with surprise in his eyes. He looked at all of us and said nothing for a while.
Mao Yuanyang said a few words to Feng Zhirong tiredly. He basically wanted to use the front yard of Feng's house to place the body. Things are troublesome now. They will not leave. They want me to be in their sight at any time. Now they will contact their family. His disciples or family members came to take the body away and go back to hold the funeral.
Feng Zhirong nodded solemnly and said that everyone should not feel troublesome. It was the Feng family's opportunity to help everyone. Now he ordered people to prepare coffins, so that the bodies of these ancestors could not be exposed to wind and sun anymore.
Feng Zhirong's words naturally won a lot of favor!
Everyone looked much better, some expressed gratitude, while others nodded secretly.
While Feng Zhirong was arranging manpower, he told me in a few words that these things were delivered by a craftsman in the middle of the night. He said he was afraid that when I went there, he would concentrate on carving runes and not hear my phone call. Send it to me first.
When he finished speaking, Feng Zhirong also said that he only saw the text message from Shangjiang when he got up early, and that's why he was looking at things here.
I nodded, the merchant was very reliable and safe in his work.
But at this moment, Mao Yuanyang suddenly said: "Where are the copper bowls? Master Feng, those broken bowls that were here before were taken away by your servants?"
I originally planned to find an opportunity to ask Mao Yuanyang.
His words made my heart sink slightly.
Feng Zhirong frowned slightly and looked confused: "Master Mao, aren't those broken copper bowls by your side?"
Mao Yuanyang's face became darker, and then he said: "Last night I went to the backyard for a banquet, and I just took away Master's Maotao Sword. I didn't take the broken bowl." When he finished speaking, Mao Yuanyang looked directly at him with a bad look. Scanned the others.
The others also shook their heads and said that no one had touched it.
Feng Zhirong's expression became more solemn, and he told Mao Yuanyang not to be impatient for now. He would also ask if any servants had collected these fragments.
But I thought of the merchant.
The merchant came last night.
He was a craftsman who specialized in making copperware. Could it be that he took away the fragments of the bowl?
Of course, I didn't say it in front of everyone. Mao Yuanyang's expression was obviously not right. If he knew that he was a merchant, it might be detrimental to the merchant.
Without saying anything, I placed the body on my back on the ground beside the wall.
As for the others, they also dropped off the bodies and started calling people to notify them.
I turned around and picked up the mourning stick.
The copper mourning stick was so heavy that my forearms trembled slightly when I picked it up.
Bai Ling covered most of the stick body, and some runes were vaguely exposed. Of course, this way, it is impossible to completely see that they are the runes of the Suppressing Divine Curse.
As for the runes on the guillotine sword, they are very obscure. The merchant must have used some carving methods. In some places, the runes are faintly visible. Even if there is no obstruction, it is impossible to recognize the curse at a glance.
Even though I have drawn the Spell of God many times, I still need to look carefully to distinguish it.
After putting down the mourning stick, I picked up the ghost knife again.
This knife is heavier, several times heavier than the mourning stick. It’s very difficult for me to pick it up...
"Master Feng... you arrange for Feng Bao and Feng Qu to go and deliver this ghost knife to Liu Wensan. Liu Wensan is now in the old street." I took a deep breath and spoke to Feng Zhirong.
Feng Zhirong was surprised. He said: "The merchant said that you need it urgently, why don't you keep it in your own hands?"
I shook my head in embarrassment. Originally, I planned to use the guillotine sword first. I had a mourning stick, a guillotine sword, and an imitation compass on me, which gave me some skills. But now that I have the mourning stick, it is already very heavy and not easy to use.
The Guillotine Ghost Sword is so heavy that I don't want to take advantage of it at all. I might as well give it to Liu Wensan. Liu Wensan will stay in the old house, so I can rest assured.
Of course, there were a lot of people here, so I thought about it clearly but didn’t say it out loud.
Jian Jian told Feng Zhirong that Liu Wensan needed it more and the knife itself was going to be given to him, so Feng Zhirong didn't ask anything else.
I put the imitation compass in my pocket, put the mourning stick on my waist, and felt a lot more confident.
Although there is only one mourning stick, I can be sure that even if the old widower and the fool from the Wang family come to me again, they will never be my enemies!
Even if my skills are not good, there is a saying, one effort can defeat ten! I destroyed their fate with one blow, how could they resist?
At this moment, my phone buzzed and vibrated.
After picking up the phone, a slightly unfamiliar but somewhat familiar male voice came over there.
"Luo Shiliu? Mr. Luo? I am Shiyu's colleague, Zou Weimin, do you still remember me?"
Immediately I recalled that Zou Weimin had helped us a lot in Chai's house with plainclothes, and when we went to deal with Li Dexian, it was Zou Weimin who led people to guard outside the village in the city.
I immediately replied that of course I would.
Zou Weimin's tone was still more respectful, and he said: "Shiyu said, you will come to us at dawn to tell us about the situation of the Qi family. Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up? The murder cases of dozens of people are difficult to handle. , there must be clues... Mr. Luo, look..."
I condensed for a moment and said: "I'll come over now. Don't bother picking me up. I'm at Feng's house now." Zou Weimin was obviously happy on the phone.
After hanging up, I said I was leaving now.
Mao Yuanyang looked unnatural, and the expressions of the Feng Shui masters also changed slightly.
"Luo Shiliu, wait a moment. After everyone has settled the corpses of our ancestors, we will go together." Mao Yuanyang frowned and spoke.
I took a long breath and said: "This murder case waits for no one, and Yang Zha also follows the rules. Guanzhu Mao, I think nothing will happen in broad daylight. Otherwise, Uncle Zhang and I will go together? What if If something happens, can I inform you immediately?"
Mao Yuanyang's face suddenly darkened.
Others spoke up and agreed.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, Mao Yuanyang shook his head and said, "No, then I'll go with you."
Then he turned around, gave Feng Zhirong a few brief words, and signaled that I could leave.
Mao Yuanyang's reaction was not too unexpected.
But I’m not making things difficult for him and these Feng Shui masters. It’s important to protect me, but the same is true for murder cases. Yang Zha can’t compliment us crazy people. Business matters are official. If we cooperate with them, they will give us corresponding treatment. Some conveniences.
For example, if some cases they can't solve involve obscure things, they won't get too involved.
Just because Mao Yuanyang followed me, I couldn't call Shang Jiang.
When I walked out of Feng's house, I sent a message to the merchant and asked him if he had taken away some copper bowl fragments on the Feng's table.
Soon, the merchant came back and said yes, he took it.
He saw that the copper bowl was broken and of no use. He took a second look and found that there were very special runes on the bowl. It was carved using an extremely secretive technique. It was basically invisible to the naked eye and needed to be specific. Conditions are revealed.
On a whim, he wanted to take it back and study it to see if he could copy the runes or repair the copper bowl.
This amount of information took my breath away!
