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Style: Historical Author: Ouyang MoxinWords: 3156Update Time: 24/01/12 13:47:52
Only now did Duan Hongning realize that this gambling arena battle was designed by Lin Sui'an and Hua Yitang.

At the beginning, Lin Sui'an shocked the five masters with his terrifying fighting power, making them fearful and afraid to act rashly. When they lost confidence, he threw out another bait to determine the outcome in a powder puff battle to test martial arts, and even In order to make this bait more palatable, Hua Yitang used provocation and sowing discord at the same time. Once these five people were trapped, the entire battle was under Lin Sui'an's control. She could win if she wanted to, and lose if she wanted. That is to say, if she wants a draw, she will draw.

All in all, in this battle, Lin Sui'an was responsible for the physical suppression, and Hua Yitang was responsible for the psychological attack. Their cooperation was perfect, and the two of them had not discussed such a complicated layout before the war. The only thing Hua Yitang could rely on was Lin Sui'an's words before he came on stage:

[I will not lose, you will definitely win. 】

And Lin Sui'an actually dared to leave his whole life to Hua Yitang.

Duan Hongning's eyes couldn't help but fall on Hua Yitang. A quarter of an hour ago, he stared at Duan Hongning and asked:

[Did Lady Duan mistake Hua for someone else? 】

At that time, his eyes were profound and unpredictable, and his aura was terrifying and cold.

But at this time, the fragrant young man in colorful clothes was waving his fan happily, with a smile like a peony blooming in spring, warm and beautiful.

Duan Hongning was a little confused: the two of them didn't seem to be lovers, but they had more trust and understanding than lovers. In other words, it was a kind of... bond that was difficult to explain in words...

Hua Yitang was so proud that he rushed up to the high platform with his robe, stood next to Lin Sui'an, unfolded his fan with a click, and made a flowery pose, "Five heads, are you convinced?"

Wu Chun and the other five looked at each other and clasped their fists together, "Ms. Lin is so skilled, we admire her!"

"Lin Sui'an, we won!" Hua Yitang said happily.

Unexpectedly, Lin Sui'an didn't look at him at all, but looked thoughtfully at the yellow-faced young man huddled in the crowd.

Hua Yitang followed Lin Sui'an's gaze and looked over, feeling a little unhappy, "Could it be that you still miss Yun Zhongyue's ugly face?"

Lin Sui'an smiled and said, "I'm just curious, who will Yun Zhongyue give his face to eat——"

Before he finished speaking, the arrow flew out from the string. The disciples of the five major sects who were watching in the audience changed their expressions in horror, and instantly became like birds and beasts. They thought that the Lord of Qianjing was crazy and planned to use these small fish and shrimps as sacrificial knives. This breakup was so good that it just made way for Lin Sui'an. Lin Sui'an stepped on everyone's shoulders, backs, and heads, and several of them flew around until they were in front of the yellow-faced young man.

The yellow-faced young man's eyes were about to burst, his limbs were stiffened by Lin Sui'an's murderous aura, and he was completely unable to move. He watched helplessly as Lin Sui'an reached out and grabbed the raised skin behind his ears.

Lin Sui'an touched it, and it turned out to be a human skin mask. He was overjoyed and lifted it up——

Jin Ruo and Wu Da were sweating profusely and sat slumped against the steamed bun willow. Several broken branches had been dug out, and their hands had blood blisters. There was a circle of grave pits around the old willow tree. In each grave pit, there was a narrow coffin, a total of twenty-seven coffins.

Fang Ke walked around the grave three times and picked the one that looked freshest. "Come here and open the coffin."

Wu Da and Jin Ruo were miserable, and regardless of their disobedience, they could only bite the bullet and continue working.

It was a bargain for Wuweizi. He could rest while tied to an old willow tree, and he still had the energy to make some sarcastic remarks, "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, these three of you are really skilled and bold. If you disturb the rest of the deceased in this way, aren't you afraid that the ghost of the deceased will be haunted and he will not have a good death?" ?”

Jin Ruo threw out a big piece of mud without looking back, and it stuck on Wu Weizi's Taoist robe, "If you keep nagging, I'll stick it on your mouth."

Wuweizi's face twitched twice, and he actually became quiet.

All the coffins are thin mahogany coffins, and the wood is of high quality. After opening the coffins, there is no bedding inside, only a roll of tattered straw mats. Fang Ke puts on a mask, apron, and gloves and jumps down into the grave pit, uncovering the straw mats. , clicked his tongue.

Jin Ruo and Wu Da pinched their noses and looked over secretly. The corpse in the straw mat had long been turned into withered bones. The strange thing was that there was no clothes covering the body outside the bones. They didn't know whether it was all rotten or whether the corpse was originally □□Buried.

Wu Da was worried, "Only the bones are left. I guess nothing can be found."

Fang Ke snorted, first spread a white cloth beside the grave, took out the tweezers, saw, and iron ruler from the large wooden box, neatly arranged the pen and ink and the blank autopsy grid, and began to examine the corpse.

"Skeletons can detect far more things than people imagine. They can determine the gender of the deceased. For example, the ramus of the mandible is slightly curved in men and straighter in women. The sciatic notch is wider in women and narrower in men. There will be traces on the pubic bone of women who have given birth. ; The length of the femur and tibia can be used to estimate the height of the deceased; the thickness of the hand bones can be used to determine whether the deceased is left- or right-handed; those who are often engaged in heavy manual labor have stronger bones than those who are pampered; the bones are generated by breaking bones The thickness of the callus can be used to estimate the time of injury of the deceased, and the degree of closure of the bone can be used to estimate the age——"

Fang Ke's voice became lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself, "The age of young children is easier to estimate than that of adults, especially teeth. Before the age of twelve, deciduous teeth fall out and permanent teeth grow in..."

Wu Da was amazed, "Fang's work is worthy of being the gold medal work of Dali Temple, and his skills are indeed superb."

Jin Ruo was very moved, "Fang Wuzuo usually doesn't talk during autopsy, but he still chats with us today, he must be emboldening us!"

Fang Ke quickly finished the examination of the first corpse. After writing the autopsy examination, he crawled out of the grave. His pale face showed no emotion or anger. "As the saying goes, it is difficult to paint a person's skin but his bones. Even if a person is skinned, it is difficult to paint the bones." It can change a lot, but bones can’t deceive people after all.”

Wu Da followed Fang Ke's dark gaze and found that he was actually saying this while staring at Wu Weizi, who was tied up with five flowers. He couldn't help being excited and pulled Jin Ruo, "Is it possible that Fang Wuzuo doesn't like this veteran and plans to do it later?" Cut him open together?"

Jin Ruo heyed twice but said nothing.

The heavy physical work began again. Jin Ruo and Wu Da were responsible for opening the coffin, and Fang Ke was responsible for the autopsy. One grave followed another, one coffin followed another. Jin Ruo and Wu Da were a little scared at first. Gradually, his physical strength was endangered, his mind became numb, and he couldn't even care about fear, and he evolved into two coffin openers.

After the twenty-seven corpses were finished, Jin Ruo and Wu Da lay directly on the grave bags, only one breath different from the corpses in the coffin.

Fang Ke sat on the grave bag and slowly sorted out the autopsy items, then stood up and said, "The twenty-seven corpses are all skeletons. Judging from the temperature and soil moisture here, the death time is more than half a year, and the size and thickness of the skeletons are very small." Thin, indicating that all the deceased were malnourished during their lifetime. Thirteen of the skeletons had been fractured. Judging from the length of the femur and tibia, all the deceased were no more than five feet tall, and their deciduous teeth had not receded." After a pause, "Twenty-seven people , all children under the age of twelve, including twenty girls and seven boys."

Wu Da was very shocked, "Young, young children? So many?!"

Fang Ke's face was expressionless, "There may be more corpses of young children, but we haven't discovered them yet."

Wu Da: "How is it possible?! If so many children died unexpectedly, why has the government never received a report?"

There was silence for a moment, Jin Ruo's face turned livid, "Has Mr. Wu ever heard of Bai Sheng?"

Wu Da seemed to have his tongue cut out suddenly and could not speak a word.

He was born in Yidu and grew up in Yidu. He followed his father who was a policeman since he was a child. Of course he knew about "white animals".

It was the most popular fun and plaything for the nobles of the aristocratic families. They only selected girls or boys under the age of twelve. After playing with them cruelly, they abandoned them in the wilderness, just like livestock, hence the name "White Animals".

The wind became stronger again, and the corpses in the mass graves began to stir. The branches of the old willow trees danced wildly, and now I was standing in the middle of a dark grave, with the autopsy grid in my hand flipping. The red clothes spread away like blood, vast and desolate.

Jin Ruo sighed, "Is this what you want us to see?"

Wu Da was stunned: Who is Mr. Jin talking to?

A voice came from behind, "To be honest, I didn't expect it either..."

The voice sounded old in the first half of the sentence, but in the second half the voice suddenly became clear, like a drop of dew under the moonlight.

The light of Ruo Jing's sword flew out like a streak of silver. Jin Ruo attacked Wu Weizi. Wu Weizi's body shrank suddenly and he easily escaped from the rope. The Taoist robe burst out with four phantoms, and Jin Ruo's sword struck the air. , the next moment, Wuweizi floated to the top of the steamed bun willow tree like a wisp of green smoke, and flew away in the night wind with a huff.

Jin Ruo sheathed the sword and spat, "I'll let you go today."

Wu Da hit his chin on the ground and pointed at the night sky, "So, so, so, so, so, so, so many moons?!"

Lin Sui'an took off the human skin mask of the yellow-faced young man with a "swish" sound. The face under the mask was not the one she imagined - a round face, slender eyes, and red cheeks still remaining. Rouge is full of enlightenment.

be cheated!

Lin Sui'an immediately turned around and looked around. The disciples of the five major sects were crowded and chaotic. Suddenly, three people jumped out of the crowd and ran towards the door as if lifeless. Lin Sui'an was about to chase after him out of reflex, but he reacted instantly and turned his head. At first glance, Man Qi had blended into the crowd and disappeared instantly.

The opportunity was fleeting. Lin Sui'an was very regretful and could only jump back to the high platform. The disciples of the five major sects were so frightened that they crowded into every corner, thinking that if Lin Sui'an came to kill him again, they would be able to escape faster. .

Hua Yitang waved his fan and came forward, "Who?"

Lin Sui'an: "The boy from Hao Liu's family named Man Qi."

Hua Yitang let out a long "Oh——" and turned to look at Wu Chun and others.

Wu Chun scratched his head, coughed twice, and signaled his disciples to bring up a wooden box. The wooden box contained the "Shi Jing Ji" he had shown to Lin Sui'an before, a map of the division of forces in the Wuling Alliance, and There is a stack of title deeds.

"The Jianghu people are true to their word and are willing to admit defeat. Since we lost to Mrs. Lin and Hanashiro, these are all yours."

Hua Yitang took the wooden box but was not in a hurry to check it. He tilted his head and looked Wu Chun up and down. He suddenly smiled and said, "May I ask Master Wu, who gave you these Shi Jing Ji?" ?”

Wu Chun sighed, "It's a young man named Qi Ye."

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Ling Zhiyan: Isn’t it Ling’s turn to appear yet? :,,