Xiao Ling was happy and went forward to investigate.n∈,

"Who are you? You dare to break in for no reason..." The old coroner craftsman still had a little temper. He raised his head and scolded Xiao Ling who suddenly broke in.

The entourage officer was sweating in a hurry and covered his mouth with white hair.

But before any action was taken, Xiao Ling glanced at the broken corpse and said seriously: "A man, about 30 years old, should be seven feet per inch tall. Because the blood in his body has dried and shrunk, it is only six feet and nine inches now. The blood in his body is still there, but it has dried and condensed, as if... it was... dried up, so the corpse spots cannot be observed."

"Although it has been lost, it can still be seen that the muscles on the upper body are particularly developed. The cocoons on the left hand and the fingertips of the right hand are thicker. They are the result of years of archery shooting." He reached out and pressed the muscle nodules on the body's arms and chest. "It can be clearly felt through touching that there are many signs of tearing in the muscle skin..."

Xiao Ling just spoke a few words, and the old coroner stopped talking and listened quietly. This is an expert!

His conclusion is the same, but the data of these inspections have just been made and they have not had time to report them. They can see it at a glance...

He nodded repeatedly, and by the last sentence, he was full of admiration: Craftsmen, just believing in craftsmen! Respect: "This little master, this is very strange in the end. I usually only see such tearing in the corpses of soldiers who died in battle."

Xiao Ling nodded: "It's normal that you haven't seen it before. This is the method of the immortals. With the help of a certain secret technique, the qi and blood in the whole body will boil and even burn, and burst out several times or even ten times the normal power in the next short period of time. But the price is that the body of essence and blood is burned dry. It looks like a corpse, and it will undoubtedly die."

"It's indeed an expert!" The old coroner suddenly realized.

Expert, you are so tall. The official pinched him and said Xiao Ling's identity in his ear, which made the old coroner stunned and fell to the ground with a "thump" and begged Xiao Ling to forgive his abrupt crime.

Xiao Ling waved his hand indifferently, signaling him to get up, sniffing the smell of the mummy body.

Before, the Zhuque Tower was only stained with some of it, and the taste was too light and it was difficult to make more accurate reasoning. The smell of smoke on this mummy body was much more obvious.

It's a smoky smell, but it's very special.

Why special?

First of all, there are some super expensive spices mixed in. There are not many places where this spice can be used except in the palace. It can be inferred that this guy was born or at least had some wealthy families.

Secondly, the smell of smoke also contains the smell of ultra-high temperature burning.

Ultra-high temperature burning, can this be smelled?

Of course, flames of different colors will appear in combustion. Some of the flames indicate different compositions of the burning substances. Some of them indicate different temperatures during combustion. The soot formed after combustion, that is, carbonized particles, can also reflect the details of combustion.

Different temperatures. The size and diameter of the carbonized particles and the degree of combustion of the components will also vary.

If it were in modern society, it would require extremely precise instruments in the laboratory to measure it, just like shooting residue testing. But for Xiao Ling, it was just a matter of a few noses.

In this kind of fairy farming society, there are not many conditions for achieving ultra-high temperature combustion, and there are also expensive spices mixed during the period. In addition to the fairy-tale people's alchemy... Xiao Ling thought about it and vaguely, as if the fire he created yesterday with a dragon tongue bow and phoenix feather arrow is the most questionable, and all the conditions are met.

It’s just a pity that I haven’t exactly smelled the burning of the phoenix flame, otherwise I’ll be sure.

Tsk, don't worry about him. Anyway, the Minister of Revenue is a corrupt official. No matter what, killing him will only have benefits and no harm. Good, it's him, it's him, it's him!

Xiao Ling made up his mind, but he still needs to think about how to deal with it...

Now my uncle, the deputy minister and deputy minister of the country, is taking on his shoulders. It should be a big problem to directly take down this guy with his favor, and he is not afraid of not finding evidence afterwards.

However... the court is indeed rampant of corrupt officials. If he arrests people randomly without evidence, he will make the corrupt officials vigilant and give up the challenge for him, the court will be blind.

The emperor could say willfully, "If you people cannot manage the world well, then I will change a group of people to come up." Xiao Ling is not allowed.

At least during the War of Conquest of Gods, the political situation remains stable and maintains certain pressure on those corrupt officials, but they cannot be too high pressure, so they are forced to jump over the wall, so... they need to find some decent evidence.

Of course, it is not easy to point to the nose and say that you have practiced the Heavenly Nose Push, which is more effective than a dog... Even if the nose is powerful, the evidence of suspicion is not sufficient.

With it! With a change of thought, Xiao Ling came up with a plan.

He turned his back and summoned the little girl Gui Chu Tiantian, quietly ordered her, and then he turned around: "Quickly prepare the incense table, yellow paper, incense candle, rooster, black dog blood, cinnabar, peach wood sword... This Grand Master wants to open the altar to make a way! Summon the soul of this murderer and make him point the serious murderer!"

Most of the people present were stunned. What was the way to open the hall? What was this? The style of painting was too fast? The Three Laws have been in charge of law enforcement in the government and the public for many years, and have never encountered such a thing.

But after a second thought, I thought about the origin of a Taoist practitioner, and at the Nine Dragons Banquet last night, I flew to the sky and escaped, and changed my figures, and the immortals emerged one after another... I felt relieved and ran out in a mess.

However, the location of the Ministry of Justice's morgue is quite secluded, and I'm afraid I can't get it all together for a while.

Xiao Ling couldn't help either. If he had known to show off, it would have been okay to bring some props like this, but I really didn't know.

After waiting for a moment, the people from the Ministry of Justice, Censorate, and Dali Temple came back panting. There were two or three tables of incense tables, yellow paper, roosters, and black dogs, and many of them were all there.

Xiao Ling picked out the most exquisite set of the most pleasing ones from them, and let someone scatter the water and clean the courtyard, put the incense table, lit the incense candle, holding the magic bell in one hand, actually the sound wave plate, waving the peach wood sword in the other hand, stepping on the Gangbu Buyu, muttering words: "The Supreme Lord's order, surpasses your lonely soul, ghosts, and all the kindness of the four lives. Those with the head are superior, and those without the head are reborn. Spikes are different and killing, jumping ropes, dying openly and secretly, and those with grievances are perished, creditors and enemies, knelt in front of our platform, the gossip emits light, Zhanru leaves, and they are reborn in other places..."

As the spell was chanted, a vague white shadow shrank out of the dead's shriveled body.

At first, he looked unwilling, but Xiao Ling scolded him a few times, ignited the talisman and chanted the spell, and whipped it hard. He never dared to resist stubbornly anymore. He flew up obediently and stopped in a certain direction.

Xiao Ling led the three Dharma officials to follow Bai Ying all the way through the streets and alleys.

The people from the Three Laws were dazzled and amazed, and they all sighed that in the future, with Taishi Xiao's method, no matter human or ghost, they could be tried. Wouldn't there be no unjust, false and wrong cases? No matter who was the one who committed the crime, they would immediately make it clear.

Xiao Ling had no choice but to explain: "If an ordinary person has weak souls and disappears in the storm of heaven and earth as soon as he dies, then the master has no way. However, this assassin has obviously practiced immortal methods, and his soul is hard to beat him, so it is not so easy to disperse. So this master has the opportunity to arrest him..."

Of course, they are all nonsense, and they are talking nonsense with their eyes open.

Everyone thinks that this white shadow is the soul of the mummy assassin...

Actually, how is it possible? Xiao Ling never had that ability. This is just one of the ghost servants under the little girl ghost command, who came out to cooperate with Xiao Ling in acting.

Just as Xiao Ling led the people from the Three Laws to pursue the "real murderer" in Tianjing.

The palace is in the palace, Penglai Hall.

This magnificent and magnificent palace, as well as the Qinghui Pavilion on the left and the Pearl Mirror Hall on the right, is the residence of the new queen. It is across the Taiye Pool, and it is just far away from Concubine Li’s Chengxiang Hall.

Since the deposed queen, the hall has been neglected for a while. Since this morning, there have been constant eunuchs and palace maids cleaning, moving, trimming and sorting out.

However, everyone held their breath and did not dare to speak too loudly, because the emperor has been resting on the second floor here since he went to court, without leaving the house.

Maybe... I was too tired last night, right? The eunuchs and palace maids couldn't help but think that because the emperor was alone in the inner room, the new queen and the two new concubines were both leisurely staying in the outer room, drinking tea and chatting.

People come in and out, busy dressing up here as the emperor likes.

Some palace maids were confused and had pale faces. They looked at the queen with a slight resentment.

Why? Because as soon as the new queen opened the golden mouth, they reduced their share of rouge, water, spices and accessories. Without a quota, they could not afford to dress up because they had no monthly salary and rewards.

As the saying goes, a woman depends on her appearance and a seven-pointer, which is directly deducted by seven-pointer... How can people live? Will it directly cut off everyone's promotion level?

Park Rou looked at the palace maids coming and going, and suddenly waved her hand and called two less resentful people. She looked at the two girls with a smile: "I am the palace, Concubine Shu and Concubine De, which one do you like?"

Ah? The two palace maids were stunned when asked.

Park Rou repeated her question.

"Of course it's... yours." This may be the truth, but there are more ingredients to flatter.

Park Rou-kwon nodded, took out a hypocritical mirror, and slapped the two women twice.

The two palace maids were first surprised. When they saw the admiring gaze in the eyes of people coming and going, they looked at the mirror and shouted happily "Oh".
Chapter completed!