Bone Painting Coroner

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Ji Yunshu didn't appreciate his generosity, only if it should be.

After all, the prince must have quality!Have to understand the principle of first come, first come!

"Thank you Rong Wang for your understanding, and then the little one retreated first." Ji Yunshu bowed his head.

"Ben Wang will go with you." Jing Rong stood up.

Ji Yunshu said with a blank expression: "Rong Wang is delicate and expensive, and the Zhou family will be doing funerals, fearing that it will run into Rong Wang."

"Skinny and expensive?" Jing Rong's eyelids wrinkled. "Have you touched it? Or have you seen it?"

Ambiguous ridicule, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but secretly glanced at him.

"Small is just afraid..."

Jing Rong interrupted her.

"I'm not afraid, this king is just idle, let alone going low-key, it will definitely not disturb the gentleman to deal with the case."

Ji Yunshu was too lazy to fight with him. In the end, he agreed. After all, he was Rong Wang, and her little painter could only obey.

The county prince also led several bureaucrats, and the whole group went to Zhou's house.

On the way to the Zhou family, Ji Yunshu walked ahead, Jing Rong followed.

Looking at the lean man, a dark-colored robe, walking with a light breeze, gentle and elegant, especially the widowed and bland eyes, revealing a spirit, it really is not like dealing with those dead bodies people!

Slowly, Jing Rong's lips gradually stained with an exploratory deep smile, intriguing.

It didn't take long for him to reach the door of Zhou's mansion. With the tragic and tragic cry, Miss Zhou's coffin was just lifted to the gate.

The county prince asked people to stop the man carrying the coffin, and he quickly walked to Master Zhou and said.

"Master Zhou, the burial must be slow again."

Mr. Zhou's face was heavy, frowning.

"Master Liu, what do you mean?"

"because……"

Before finishing the conversation, Mrs. Zhou rushed up and gave the county grandfather a slap, crying: "My daughter died tragically. You even brought someone here to stop my daughter from burying. What is your heart? 'S daughter, I'm sorry for your mother!"

"Mrs. Zhou, that's not the case..."

"Hurry up and let go. My daughter was already guilty of death, and you still have to be mad at her death."

Mrs. Zhou was crying and shouting, but she almost passed out.

It is said that men are not wrong with women, this is true!

Where is the county's grandfather pestle, a pair of helpless eyes staring at Mrs. Zhou, completely forgot the purpose of coming this time.

Looking at the scene, Ji Yunshu shook his head, stepped forward, and reached out to hold Mrs. Zhou's arm.

"Ms. Zhou is indeed a life-stricken life. She died at a young age. She loved beauty so much during her life, but she has a faceless look after her death.

The words were not serious, but it made Mrs. Zhou suddenly startled. She grabbed Ji Yunshu's wrist with her backhand and looked at her with amazement.

"What are you talking about? What hatred? What resentment? What cruelty? Was my daughter killed?"

"The doubts in Madam's heart will be explained to you below. It would be better to order someone to lift the coffin in first and block it at the door.

Mrs. Zhou froze for a while before nodding her head hurriedly and ordered someone to carry the coffin into it.

Mr. Zhou from the side gathered in front of the county prince and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"The official is not very clear, in short there are mysteries."

Mystery?

Master Zhou sighed, threw off his sleeve, turned and followed the coffin and entered the house.

When Ji Yunshu was about to enter the county, he pulled him a little and whispered: "Adult should wait for someone to lift the coffin and stop it, blocking it at the door.

"Yes, yes, improper."

But no, the county prince regretted his death.

The so-called, blocking people's coffin in front of the door, the next year's disasters will cause trouble again and again!

This county prince is really confused.

Ji Yunshu was speechless and stepped into the house, not wanting to delay time.

Jing Rong behind him mentioned interest and gave a slap.

"It kind of means."

The coffin was re-lifted into the back room of the hall, everyone was surrounded, and a pair of curious eyes stared at Ji Yunshu.

"Open the coffin." Ji Yun said comfortably.

Several family members glanced at each other, and then set their eyes on Master Zhou.

Master Zhou swallowed and asked, "Mr. Ji, if my daughter was harmed by someone, why didn't you say it yesterday?"

"I was a little tired yesterday and don't want to check."

It is wayward!

Mr. Zhou froze for a moment, but he was speechless and nodded at the few family members.

Only a few people lifted the coffin cover.

The rotten smell from the corpse, mixed with the rotten wood smell of the coffin, came out and made people sick.

Everyone was busy wrinkling their noses and frowning, but Ji Yunshu was not too slow. He took out the soap powder from his waist and scattered it around the coffin, gazing into the coffin.

The erosive appearance of Miss Zhou's family became more gritty at the moment, the rotten meat on her face also changed from bright red to pale blue, and an eyeball originally hung in the eye socket had fallen off to her hair and was sticky.

Probably because of the humid weather, the face has swelled slightly, the flesh is connected, and the blood is densely covered.

At the next moment, Ji Yunshu reached into the coffin, grabbed Miss Zhou's clothes, and opened it, revealing his fair shoulders.

The move shocked everyone, and the male lowered his head subconsciously, daring not to watch it.

"Mr. Ji, what are you?" Mr. Zhou's expression was blue.

Ji Yunshu pinched Miss Zhou's shoulder and nodded with satisfaction: "Fortunately, fortunately."

fortunately?Everyone is dead, she said luck?