"master!"
A sound of words attracted Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu.
"What happened? Did you find any clues?" Guo Yushi was looking forward to it.
"Master, look." Butler Yin Xing pointed to several blood stains on the ground.
Listening to what the steward Yin Xing said, Guo Yushi looked at the bloodstains on the ground.
Later, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, squatted down and looked at one of the bloodstains. He stretched out his hand, lightly wiped the bloodstain with his fingers, and then put it in front of his nose to smell it.
Looking at Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, he seemed to be very professional.
The butler Yin Xing stood beside the master, watching every move of the master.
After seeing this series of actions completed, the butler Yin Xing asked.
"Master, how are you?" Butler Yin Xing looked curious.
"These bloodstains are not even a day old."
After finishing speaking, Guo Kang stood up and looked at the quiet forest around him with frowning eyes.
"Yinxing."
"Young one is here." Butler Yin Xing responded.
"Walk."
Hearing what the master said, Yin Xing was puzzled: "Where are you going? Master."
Before waiting for the master's answer, he saw the master walking forward.
Looking at the direction the master was walking, he could vaguely see several footprints of different shades on the ground.
Seeing this, Butler Yin Xing stopped asking the same question again and followed the master's footsteps and asked a new question instead.
"Master, how come the blood stains haven't been more than a day old? It's been several days since we received the case. Isn't that strange?" said the housekeeper Yin Xing.
Hearing what Yin Xing said, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, smiled and said, "You are really stupid to say that you are stupid. This blood stain must be revenge."
"Master, how can I see you?"
The master turned around, looked at the butler Yin Xing's questioning look, smiled slightly, turned back, and said as he walked: "What's weird about this? Master, if I used to take you out every time I handle a case, now you will I won’t ask questions like this anymore.”
Listening to the master's words, the housekeeper Yin Xing smiled brightly and asked: "Then...the master plans to bring the child with you every time he handles a case in the future?"
Yin Xing's words made the kind-hearted Zuodu Yushi smile slightly: "It doesn't hurt to take you with me."
As we walked, we unknowingly entered the dense forest.
There are shadows of various bushes, bamboos, and trees here, but there is no shadow of a person.
A fairly smooth dirt road continued deep into the cave.
Although it is a road, this road is a bit strange. There are no marks on the road, as if no one has walked on it for hundreds of years.
From time to time, you can hear a few crows calling, and small animals running very fast passing through the bushes.
Seeing this somewhat murderous look, Butler Yin Xing held the long knife tightly and concentrated on it.
But Master Guo Kang kept walking quickly as if he was not afraid of anything and was tired of living.
Butler Yin Xingna listened carefully to the surrounding movements while quickly following the master's pace.
This road is very long, like a path without an end. I walked for a long time without seeing a single family or even a single person.
At this time, the housekeeper Yin Xing distanced himself from the master again.
Seeing the master walking away in a hurry and not caring about his own life, the housekeeper Yin Xing finally spoke up.
"Master! Walk slower!"
Hearing Yin Xing's shout, Guo Yushi just turned his head, looked at the housekeeper Yin Xing who was hurrying towards him, and said amusingly: "What? When did you become like a woman? Come here?" A few steps and you will be tired."
Hearing what the master said, the butler, as a servant, could not easily refute, pretending to look aggrieved.
"Master, we've been here for so long, why is there no one there?" Yin Xing asked.
Guo Yushi shook his head: "I don't know. This person is unfamiliar with this place. How can I know?"
The master's words made the housekeeper Yin Xing panic a little. What should I do if this thing got lost?
"Master, why don't we go back? How can we straighten out the confusion while walking?"
"Are you afraid? We have walked such a long way, wouldn't it be a waste of time to go back? Maybe there will be someone if we take a few steps forward." Guo Kang said.
After hearing this, the housekeeper Yin Xing hesitated for a while, but thinking about meeting someone, he somehow got the motivation to come.
"Okay. Master, please walk slower, in case there is an assassin in the forest."
"Okay, okay, I promise you."
After saying that, the master turned around and continued to walk forward. This time the pace was not as fast as last time, but much slower.
Butler Yin Xing could barely keep up.
Finally, Huangtian paid off and allowed them to find a new clue.
After seeing the clues, Guo Yushi squatted down and looked at the sudden appearance of footprints on the ground, feeling both happy and surprised.
The steward Yin Xing who was following behind stopped and stood beside the master, watching his movements.
After looking at the footprints, Guo Yushi stood up, looked at the footprints at a fork in the road, and began to think deeply.
"Master, why are there these footprints again?" Yin Xing asked.
Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, made a guess and said, "Someone should be trying to stop us from investigating the case. We can't even clean up these footprints."
After the passage, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, walked along this fork in the road.
Walking and walking, I finally reached the end point of the footprints.
When he looked up, he was really shocked by what he saw in front of him.
"Master! Why are there so many graves here?"
After the steward's words, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, raised his head and noticed the scene in front of him.
"Yinxing." Mr. Guo shouted.
"The little one is here."
"Dig this grave and look for a coffin."
After listening to the master's words and looking at so many graves in front of him, Yin Xing was a little reluctant to come.
"Sir, what if so many graves have nothing to do with the case we are investigating?"
Yin Xing has followed folk rumors since he was a child.
After a person dies, it is taboo to open his coffin again.
According to the people in my hometown, it is very unlucky and disrespectful to open the coffin of a deceased person again. If the deceased holds a grudge, the soul of the deceased will come to you when you fall asleep on the first night and torture you until you are tortured. Crazy until death.
Considering such terrifying rumors, it is understandable that Butler Yin Xing is unwilling.
Looking at the look of the butler Yin Xing, the master asked: "Why, are you even afraid of this tomb?"
The housekeeper shook his head and told the master all the rumors among the people.
After hearing this, Guo Kang smiled with a smile on his face, patted the butler's shoulder with one hand, and said: "Rumors are just rumors after all, how many of them are true? If you live by rumors, you might as well stay at home all day and do nothing. .”
"Even if it's true, it's just a coincidence."
The master's words gave Yin Xing some comfort.
"But... Master, if the little one is really like this, then... what should we do?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. What we do is for the people, the court, and Mo. The deceased will definitely understand."
Seeing Yin Xing still hesitating, Master Guo Kang became a little gentler.
"Go ahead. It'll be okay."
After a few words of encouragement from the master, Yin Xing finally summoned up the courage to dig the grave.
Without shovels or tools, Yinxing dug with his hands.
These graves looked like they had just been buried a few days ago, and the soil was relatively soft, so there was no difficulty in digging them.
After digging for several hours, coffins were placed in each pit, waiting for the opening of the museum.
At this time, the housekeeper Yin Xing's hands were full of mud, and his face and clothes were also stained with mud.
"Master, do you really want to open them all?"
Looking at the dozen or so coffins, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, nodded and said: "Open!"
After hearing this, Butler Yin Xing walked towards the coffin, cautiously at first. Suddenly, Butler Yin Xing gathered extremely powerful force in his hands and pushed open the coffin lid.
Each coffin was opened under the hands of steward Yin Xing.
Looking at the people lying in the coffin, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, still remembers these faces.
When he was in Lenan Prefecture, Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, asked Yan Zhifu for the portraits and various information of all the government officials who escorted the disaster relief grain.
What I see now is not a portrait, but the dead figure in the portrait.
Guo Kang can never forget these faces.
After all, I have watched it over and over again countless times.
"Yinxing." The master shouted.
"The little one is here."
"Go and find a widower nearby to do the autopsy."
"yes."
Just as he was about to turn around, the housekeeper Yin Xing felt a little uneasy thinking that the master was alone.
"Master, what will you do if the little one is gone?" Yin Xing said.
"Don't worry, sir, nothing will happen to me."
Seeing that the master didn't care about his own life really made the housekeeper Yin Xing very worried.
After all, the master is in his forties and almost fifties this year, so he still doesn’t have much strength.
"Master, how about you go with the younger one?"
Seeing the housekeeper Yin Xing acting like a mother-in-law, I was really upset.
"Give me the knife and go."
"Eh."
Yin Xing hurriedly handed the knife to the master, and then hurried back along the original road.
Looking at the way housekeeper Yin Xing left, he looked really different from when he came in. He could run faster than a rabbit.
After the housekeeper left, only Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, was here. In this dark forest, in front of several coffins, there was no sign that Guo censor had any fear at all.
He walked around these coffins, sometimes looking at the intact figures in the coffins, and sometimes looking at the injuries on the coffin corpses with his hands.
Although he is not a wuzaku, he looks like a wuzaku.
In the forest, the dense bamboos and trees covered the sky, making it impossible to see the sky.
Not only was the scenery invisible, not even the sun's rays could shine through.
Just when Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, wanted to know the cause of the deceased's death in advance, he didn't know that a person was walking over quickly.
"How can this coffin be opened?!!"
