Bone Painting Coroner

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Why do you see it?

Ji Yunshu was not in a hurry, took out a previously folded piece of paper from his sleeve, slowly opened it, and laid it flat on the table case, then turned 180 degrees, pointing the content of the paper directly to Wen Lingyang .

On the paper, four poems were written cleanly.

Shen Shenrenzhongying, who endured the ascension, returned to his side and saw the old one by one.

She said, "I have written these four poems before, and I really don't understand it now, but I will understand a few things after the next moment."

"Oh? Sir, talk about it." Wen Lingyang smiled faintly, withdrawing his eyes from the door and falling on the paper in front of him.

"The so-called Shen Jianren Zhongying, said, is your father? You endure high, said, it is you, who belonged to the same year, said that the six people of Yun Tongyang and Li Mingzhou, and one by one Seeing the old man is all of you."

Wen Lingyang listened carefully.

Twenty words, clean!

It seemed to be a picture of his life, from the beginning to the end of his life.

Ji Yunshu continued, "When you wrote these four poems, you actually wanted to tell me that you were the murderer. Of course, not only the four poems, but also the little brocade box that you can carry with you. Presumably, you In the unopened third floor, is the ink mixed with Eclipta prostrata? If Li Yuan, who was mad at that time, did not rush in, then at that time, you already planned to show off, and the tattoos on your body, if you are really I want to evade the guilt, I will never let Rong Wang see the scar on your body, all kinds of things, because you deliberately want me to discover these."

Wen Lingyang did not deny that his appearance did not change.

He raised his eyes and praised, "I thought that no one in the world except me would understand these four poems. I didn't expect them to be interpreted by the gentleman. The gentleman of the gentleman has always heard and questioned. After all, how can there be such a talent in this world? But now, I have to admire Mr., you are the smartest among the people I met. If you can know Mr. as a deep friendship, this life is enough."

There is no half-truth!

Hearing the words, Ji Yunshu smiled faintly and said, "Boya fiddles, Zizi is the only one who can understand his music. After Zizi's death, he fell on his grave at the grave of Zizi. People have heard that this kind of sadness can only be understood by Boya himself. If there is a world, if Master Master becomes Boya and will be in the next child period, it is not without this possibility."

"There is this sentence of Mr., even if I die, my heart is also happy."

He took a sip of tea and was very happy.

Later, Ji Yunshu took another thing out of his sleeve and pushed it in front of him.

That thing was a boxy stone with a small hole in the middle. Before that, something should be used to hang it, so the hole around it was slippery and darker than other places.

Even more strange is that the stone is marked with seven traces of different depths, and because of the years of polishing, the traces are getting deeper and glowing.

When he saw the stone, Wen Lingyang shuddered in his heart, frowning.

"This is my father's."

He choked with a sore voice, picked up the stone, and carefully rubbed the sunken seven lines.

Ji Yunshu explained, "The reason why Li Mingzhou went to dig Chang Shiliang's tomb has two purposes. One is to destroy Chang Shiliang's body. The other purpose is to find this stone, because after your father died, this A stone was always on Chang Shiliang's body, and he always carried it. After his death, the Chang family regarded it as a funerary object and put it together in a coffin. At the risk of being caught, Li Mingzhou would also have to find this stone. Presumably, it is very important to them?"

"The seven traces on this stone were drawn by my father and them, representing seven people. I thought that after my father died, they threw the stone."

but--

Chang Shiliang kept it all the time, and Li Mingzhou was thinking about this stone in his heart.

It can be seen that the friendship of the seven brothers is actually there.

Wen Lingyang took a deep breath, pinched the stone into his palm, and the cold feeling seemed to flow along the veins of his palm.

The whole body was cold.

Outside, the sun has protruded half of his head from Shan Man!

The light spreads in diagonally, moving from the ground to the wall made of bamboo. There is a feeling of laziness and leisure.

Slow down!

Wen Lingyang raised his head, stretched out his hand, took out the bamboo stick in the bottle, and gave it to Ji Yunshu.

"Please also ask your husband to help me and give the bamboo to Xinlan. The girl loves the bamboo in my house most of the time. It is often noisy to ask. Now, it is meaningless for people to leave the building and keep this. It’s better to give it to those who love it and keep it well."

The voice is getting weaker and weaker!

Ji Yunshu took it cautiously and nodded, "Relax, I will hand it over to Zhang Zhang in the hand."

"Thank you."

She got up, gently brushed the folds on her robe, and turned away.

But only two steps were taken, and the footsteps paused, and he asked back to Wen Lingyang.

"Do you regret it?"

She didn't know what he looked like, she could only feel the man behind smile.

"Sorry?" Wen Lingyang's mouth was filled with a smile, "Life is a move, only after careful consideration, can you fall, and there is no regret, but a gentleman. Although I can't be a good person, I want to do it. Gentleman."

The sound is getting weaker and weaker...

What a gentleman!

Ji Yunshu, she did not dare to go back and look at Wen Lingyang at this time, she could only feel a little bit of noise, it was the sound of people dropping their heads!

She took a deep breath and went out.

When people outside Yamen came in, they found an already cold body.

Wen Lingyang sat upright, his head down, his eyelids tight, but the corner of his lips was still smiling.

Holding the stone in his hand!

His shadow was still printed on the screen behind him, which was dragged longer and longer as the light moved.

At this moment, the sky is completely lit up...

Outside Wen Lingyang's residence, Zhang Xinlan stood there holding the scroll that had never been opened, with empty, red eyes, looking straight from the main entrance into the innermost room.

not moving at all!

Stand for a long time.

In fact, like Ji Yunshu, she dared not go in and look at Wen Lingyang.

Ji Yunshu walked in front of her and inserted the bamboo in his hand into the scroll.

Said nothing.

Zhang Xinlan's tears fell, and her voice choked and asked her very hoarsely.

"What did he tell you?"

Ji Yunshu shook his head.

"Did he say, when will you teach me to write?"

Shake your head!

"So, he said his word, right?" Zhang Xinlan was extremely uncomfortable, his heart cut like a knife.

but--

Ji Yunshu never responded to her words.

Turn around and leave!