"Look at him, his eyes are still open..." The crowd is cruel and takes pleasure in others' misfortune.
No one paid attention to Wu Leizi.
You He turned to look at Wu Lezi and found that Wu Lezi was smiling at him with victorious eyes.
You He took out the gourd, poured out a styrax pill, put it in his mouth, and staggered towards Wu Lezi.
"You Lao..." Yun Kong wanted to stop him, but You He resolutely refused.
You He walked to the place where the fly corpses were scattered on the ground, picked up a fly corpse, and carefully placed it in the palm of his hand.
After picking up several, he looked up at Wu Leizi and saw that Wu Leizi had a cold face and no longer smiled.
You He held the dead flies in his hand and showed them to Wu Leizi: "I want these."
Wu Leizi ignored him, slowly closed his eyes, and turned to sleep.
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As expected, Chen Daguo's reputation spread far and wide, and his body was collected by the Lin'an Prefecture's police officers, who also formed a joint venture to bury him decently.
The widower from Lin'an Mansion also came. He looked around and couldn't figure out the reason, so he hastily added "died from illness" on the corpse.
After all, Chen Daguo was very old, so it was not unusual for him to die suddenly in the street.
You He went to visit the widow of Lin'an Mansion in person.
When he heard that the person who came was You He, a policeman from Kaifeng Mansion, Wuzuo, who was chatting with the policemen, was silent for a while.
He knew You He, and You He was very famous among the gangs. When You He came to Lin'an Mansion, he first worried about his own job.
He reluctantly went out to meet You He and find out the reason for his visit.
When he saw You He standing outside the Yamen, he bowed politely as a junior and said a few words of admiration.
"I am going south to return to my hometown."
You He got straight to the point and reassured him before asking his name.
"Junior Gu Zhongli."
"Okay, Zhongli," You He said, "Chen Captou died in front of me today."
Gu Zhongli replied: "Junior has examined it carefully and found that it was a sudden death. There is no suspicion."
"I hope so too, but I'm just confused and want to find out more."
Gu Zhongli couldn't stand it: "Junior has tested it again and again..."
"Zhong Li," You He said, although his eyes were dull, but he was very dignified, "This is my request. I will only perform an autopsy once, and won't be verbose."
Gu Zhongli blushed and hesitated for a while, so he had no choice but to invite You He into the Yamen, followed by Yun Kong.
Chen Daguo's body was laid to rest in the backyard of the Yamen. A group of police officers were discussing how to carry it together for burial. When they saw an old man coming in with the couple, they asked who it was.
Hearing that it was You He, an older policeman exclaimed in a low voice: "Mr. You must be invited in a sedan chair?"
Some of the police officers knew about You He's deeds and hurriedly got out of the way. You He nodded to express his gratitude.
Chen Daguo, who was lying on the straw mat, had his eyes closed, his mouth was also closed, and his hand that was originally pointing forward was placed beside him.
He lay quietly, without the murderous aura he had in life, nor the legendary viciousness.
You He knelt down next to Chen Daguo, dexterously touching his skull with both hands, untying his bun, and groping under the hair.
Yun Kong couldn't help but be curious: "Why do you need to check your hair?"
You He said while touching: "My foster father once taught me that there are several ways to kill people. I always thought that the gods are invisible to the ghosts. One of them is to drive an iron nail into the forehead. In fact, as long as we have a hair check, we can still detect it." from."
"I see." Yun Kong nodded and saw Gu Zhongli also nodding.
"We're not sure yet whether your suspicion is correct."
As You He spoke, he inspected each part in order. After doing this for a long time, he was sweating profusely and panting slightly.
Yunkong was worried that You He was exhausted and asked him if he wanted to rest. You He shook his hand and said, "It's almost done. Bring me a piece of cotton."
Yun Kong rummaged through You He's luggage and found a small ball of cotton.
You He tore off some cotton, wrapped it around a small bamboo stick, wrapped the cotton tightly, and inserted it into Chen Daguo's nostril.
Gu Zhongli was puzzled at the side: "You Lao, why is this?"
You He continued to go deeper, almost inserting the bamboo stick that was the length of two index fingers, and then slowly pulled it out while rotating the bamboo stick.
The cotton piece at the front of the bamboo stick was dirty, with dried black blood clots, muddy boogers, some mucus and nose hairs stuck to it.
"Did you find anything?" Gu Zhongli looked forward expectantly.
You He only shook his head: "Thank you all, my doubts have been clarified."
"Is Capt. Chen's death really unusual?" a police officer asked.
"I dare not say it."
You He took out a small needle from his waist pouch, picked something from the cotton block, and placed it on a white towel.
Everyone endured the uncomfortable feeling and turned their heads to take a look.
On that white towel is a leg, a very small, thin, black insect leg with small bristles.
Everyone looked at it and felt that although You He was dirty, Chen Daguo was even dirtier.
You He folded up the white scarf and put it in his waist pocket: "In this case, I have to say goodbye."
"Can Mr. Chen be buried now?"
"That's it."
"Wait a minute," Yun Kong said hurriedly, "Brothers, I have a question to ask."
The detectives didn't know who he was and looked at him in confusion.
"I don't know about that Mr. Wu..."
"Wu Leizi?"
One of the detectives frowned, as if wondering why Yun Kong mentioned this person.
"Yes... That Mr. Wu, doesn't know what his family's occupation is?"
"Who doesn't know this? His family has been a doctor for generations. His father and grandfather have been practicing medicine and selling medicine for three generations, and they have accumulated a lot of money."
Yun Kong's eyes lit up: "Then Wu Leizi also studied medicine?"
"I heard that his grandfather received the true biography of famous masters. He used to be known as the 'Living Hua Tuo'. But when it came to his father's generation, it seemed that he was not so good. Wu Leizi was also tortured to this by leprosy. It is really getting worse with each generation."
"Isn't that the only thing?" Another detective also interrupted, "His family has been in bad luck. Several family members died in front of Wu Lezi."
Yun Kong and You He opened their eyes wide.
"I heard that eight people died in front of Wu Leizi, or did they curse Wu Leizi to death?" Yunkong asked.
"That's right," one of the detectives said, "those eight people are all members of his family."
"And his big brother."
One of the detectives shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that Chen Captou, who had been famous all his life, would die like this."
As soon as these words came out, all the detectives became sad.
Chen Daguo was known as the "Magic Catcher" back then, but he died so ignominiously in his later years, which made them feel that life is indeed impermanent.
"Can this Taoist priest tell fortunes?" a policeman asked sadly.
Yun Kong was stunned: "Of course I will."
He waved the white cloth trick in his hand, and "Fortune Telling and Difficult and Difficult Diseases" also dangled in his hand.
After feeling sentimental for a while, another detective also felt that it was time to tell fortunes: "Taoist Master, I want to tell fortunes too."
As a result, the police officers all asked Yunkong to resolve their doubts, some wanted divination, and some wanted to tell fortunes. Yunkong had to set up a fortune-telling stall directly next to Chen Daguo's body.
You Hele had to rest aside, and Gu Zhongli saw the opportunity and hurriedly came forward to ask for advice.
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It was night, at the end of the second watch, and the only sound left in the city was the watchman's footsteps.
Wu Leizi shrank his body, shivering slightly, and struggled to breathe in the lonely dark night.
He had no other coverings, and the only clothing he wore had been worn for several seasons and was already in tatters. He had to rely on it to survive the next winter.
Wu Leizi was shivering from the cold and looked sadly at the night sky. The leisurely look of the crescent moon made him feel very uncomfortable.
He suddenly realized that something was approaching in the darkness.
It's a dog.
The dog's feet were soft and it walked silently, approaching quietly.
It smelled the smell of carrion and came looking for food.
Because it was difficult for Wu Leizi to move his body, bedsores developed in the areas where he had been pressed for a long time, and juices oozed out from his rotten skin, emitting bursts of stench. In addition, long-term uncleanness and skin diseases all over his body made the stench even worse.
This kind of smell, in the dog's nose, represents food.
Wu Leizi once worried that one day he would completely rot on this street corner, but now he no longer cares.
All he cared about now was the dog in front of him.
The dog's mouth was dripping with saliva, and his intention was very obvious.
Wu Leizi looked at the dog indifferently. In the darkness, he could only see the outline of the dog and its hungry eyes.
The dog came up and licked Wu Leizi with his tongue.
Wu Leizi snorted, scaring the dog so much that he quickly backed away.
It growled lowly and once again waited for an opportunity to approach Wu Leizi step by step.
Finally, the dog made up his mind, grinned widely, strode forward, and bit hard at Wu Leizi's neck.
The dog groaned and fell on Wu Leizi.
