"I don't know what's going on, can you tell me something first?" Su Yanjun asked while walking towards the government office.

"You are welcome, Xianjun, what kind of adults are you? My surname is Gu Shun, and you can call me Xiao Gu." Chau Kuai said a few words of self-defeating, and then said: "This morning, old man Wang from Zhenxi went to Cuiping Mountain to chop wood, and found it by accident. A corpse, Yali Zuzuo has seen it, but I suspect that it is not a mortal who committed the crime, so I came to trouble the immortals."

What kind of corpse needs the assistance of the Xianjia? Su Yanjun was silent.

The group soon came to the mansion, Gu Shun entered directly from the side door without going through the gate, and took people to the morgue in the backyard.

The government office in Evian Township is not large, and the morgue is even cramped, with high floor windows and poor lighting. A phoenix tree in the courtyard was swayed by the wind, leaving a charming light and shadow on the window paper. The warm, yet cold wind slipped in and swayed the oil lamp.

On the floor of the morgue, there was a stretcher, and a human figure was shrouded in a bleak white cloth. Under the soft cloth, it could be seen that the man was not tall, with a hand hanging down from the stretcher, and a small silver ring with a bell on his wrist, which seemed to be a usual accessory for children.

Is it...?

Liang Chi stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, and the group lowered their eyes unbearably.

It was a child less than ten years old.

The child's face was as pale as paper, helplessness and fear were frozen on his little face, there were scars on the side of his neck, arms, and thighs, his chest was ragged, his flesh was opened, and a heart was nowhere to be seen.

What kind of devil can do such a thing!

Liang Chi's eyes were red, as if hot magma was about to spew out from the crater. He took two steps forward, pulled up the child's wrist with his left hand, and hung his right hand on the big hole in his chest, exercising his spiritual power. After a while, he let go of his hands, but his brows furrowed fiercely.

After a while, Su Yanjun slowly stepped forward, pressed Liang Chi's shoulder, took him out of the morgue, sat on a stone chair in the yard, and then raised his head to ask Gu Shun who came out: "Gu Shun Brother, tell me first, what do you think?"

Gu Shun was also a neat guy. He stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "The body was found in the morning. After an examination, I think the child has been dead for two days. Judging from the scar on the chest, it should have been directly pulled out of the heart." Gu Shun paused for a while and continued: "The sternum is hard, and most people want to grab the heart directly without using tools, but this child only has knife marks on the wrists, and the scars on the chest, but there is no sharp weapon. Traces of division. Both the lords of the government office and the police felt that the diggers might not be mortals, so they sent villains to inform Xianjun."

Su Yanjun nodded and asked again, "Have you asked the residents of the town, which one has lost a child?"

"A notice has been posted, and the officers in the yamen have also distributed to the streets to inquire."

At this time, Liang Chi had recovered. Even though he had seen the tragic conditions of various diseases, even if he had seen the battlefield where the sword was light and bloody, but at first glance, seeing a young child suffer so much, this kindhearted The doctor still felt like a knife stirred in his heart, and then the heart that was cut by the knife ignited a fire of anger.

There were successive reports of errands, and no one in Evian Town lost a child.

"Senior Brother Liang," Mu Xiyuan, who had been silent for a while, suddenly asked, "The senior brother who reported the letter just now looked anxious and seemed to know what was going on. Why don't you ask him to ask?"

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Chapter 6 Throwing the Corpse

Everyone just remembered that there was something wrong with the expression of that disciple just now. The cold sweaty face was so excited that Liang Chi thought it was some kind of catastrophe in the same family.

It stands to reason that practitioners are pure and indifferent, and they are naturally much calmer than ordinary people when they encounter troubles. Even if he didn't participate in the battle on the rivers and lakes, he was used to seeing swords and shouldn't be so concerned about a corpse. Even Liang Chi, who was in the heart of the doctor's parents, at first sight, his expression was mostly angry, but he was not as frightened as that person.

"That should be Guo Qi from Tianxiang Peak," Su Yanjun thought for a while and said, "I saw him once at the Sword Discussion Conference last year."

The gentleman's sword has a strong record, whether it is the classics of Xianmen or the martial arts of Jianghu, they are all familiar, not to mention the disciples of this sect. There are many disciples of Moyunshan, but Su Yanjun can basically remember them as long as they have appeared in public.

"It's him, Guo Qi is now studying medicine in the pharmacy, and he is my apprentice." Liang Chi said in a hoarse voice, "Look at him, I'm afraid he knows something, go and ask him."

The young disciple of the own medicine hall ran out, and soon came back to report: "Senior Brother Guo is not in the medicine hall, and he just passed the word to the mountain gate, and they all said that he was not seen."

At this time, all the officers in the Yazhong District had already reported, and everyone in Evian Town had gone door-to-door to ask questions, and it was true that none of them had lost their children. Gu Shun also said that the population of Evian Town is not too large, and the government is also clean, and there is no major contradiction between the government and the people. If a family lost a child, they would definitely not hide it, and would definitely come to the government office for help. But in recent months, nothing like that has happened.

Mu Xiyun sighed and suggested to Su Yanjun: "Senior brother, why don't we go to the place where the body was found again, maybe there will be something new to discover."

Su Yanjun nodded. Although this junior brother was relatively young, when he saw him today, he found that there seemed to be a quiet power in him. It is not the silence that has nothing to say, nor the silence that does not ask about the world, but it is like a traveler standing on the edge of the long river of worldly love, watching the long river flow by, but the insight is not broken. This young man has a sense of precipitation beyond his age, which is a little out of tune with his youthful appearance, but when you see his calm eyes, you feel that this kind of heaviness is incompatible with his youthful appearance. The scent blends wonderfully.

Gu Shun seemed to see his bosom friend, bowed and said, "I'll take the immortals over there."