Bone Painting Coroner

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"Boom".

Messy!

Na Tuo sweated and looked at his blood.

Back again and again.

Rapid heartbeat.

"Blood, why... why is there so much blood, why?" Na Tuo was almost roaring.

His hands were shaking tremblingly.

White lips.

A pair of eyes were wide open, and the blood on his hand was rubbed hard on his body.

But even if he wiped it this way, he couldn't wipe it clean.

"no no!"

He looked at the blood on his hand and at the blood on the ground.

Very frightened~

This move directly frightened the two girls next to him.

blood?

Where is there any blood?

The water in his hand and on the ground is clear.

The majestic girl trembled and said, "Yeye... There is no blood! This is the clean water that the slave-servant just called."

Obviously blood.

Natuo's eyes were red, and he couldn't even listen to them. His reason was completely swallowed.

Another moth flew in front of me.

He raised his hand almost crazy and waved it, but hit the girl.

The girl fell to the ground and the whole person was lying on the overturned water.

"Yang Ye spares his life." Regardless of the pain on his body, he knelt immediately.

The other girl was terrified and slammed on the ground.

Natuo turned and overturned the table again.

Raising his hands and constantly waving the moth around him.

The body slammed into shock.

Knocked the contents of the house to the ground.

It was crackling.

Everywhere.

He also knocked the censer on the table to the ground.

The ashes are scattered everywhere.

The still burning incense sticks to the water on the ground.

Went out!

The guard in the house came in from the outside and quickly caught him.

"Master?"

"Go away, go away..." Natuo struggled.

But the body was caught and could not move.

It wasn't until he was weak that he calmed down.

The guards saw him and released him quickly.

Natuo's consciousness became clearer.

He stood in the middle of the house, his body swaying, his hands hanging weakly on his side.

Messy!

He was smashed by him.

In front of me, there were no moths at all.

He slowly raised his hand. Where is blood on his hand?

It’s just water.

The pot of blood that was overturned by him on the ground was also water.

"How could this be?"

Unbelievable!

I can't believe my eyes.

He tightened his neck and shook his head: "No... impossible."

After that, he looked back at the big cabinet.

No white boy.

There are no moths.

There is no blood.

At this moment, he was really scared.

The feeling of fear is like being in a dark place where there is no light. Reaching out and touching nothing will only make you more and more suffocated.

The bodyguard asked carefully: "Yes, are you okay?"

Are you blind?Is it still okay after all this?

Na Tuo grabbed the guard's collar and asked, "Say, what's wrong with this king?"

"what?"

"Say!"

Where did that bodyguard know what happened to him?

"My subordinates don't know. As soon as I came in, I saw that the lord was smashing things."

Natuo pushed him away and asked the two girls who were kneeling on the ground: "You said."

The girl lowered her head and said in horror: "The prince said that he saw moths all over the room, and said that the water the slave-servant called was...blood."

Everyone booed.

Several guards looked at each other.

Thinking about each other, could it be that the prince crashed evil?

One person said: "Your grandfather, or...please see the doctor."

"The king is not sick, get out."

"but……"

"Get off!" he said excitedly.

But blood rushed over his head, and after shouting, he staggered back a few steps.

The body hung down.

Fortunately, he was caught by the bodyguard.

"Master? Lord?"

Natuo was in a coma.

Unconscious.

Someone said: "Hurry up and ask the doctor."

The doctor came soon. After the diagnosis and treatment, it was said that the extension was not a big problem, just take a good rest.

Everyone was relieved.

Next, the people packed up the messy house and hurried out.

As everyone knows, after an incense stick.

Someone opened the door.

Jing Xuan walked in with a new small incense burner in his hand.

Seemingly plain eyes but revealing gloom, when he came in, he looked at the extension on the bed.

Slowly walked to the bed.

The candlelight in the room was very dark.

The light was faint.

She looked condescendingly and looked pale at Natuo.

Suddenly smiled.

The smile is very strange.

Then he walked over to the table, put down the incense burner in his hand, took a new piece of incense from his sleeve, lit it and threw it in.

White smoke lingers up.

Permeated the whole room.

The aroma is tangy.

Her index finger tapped the incense burner gently.

The smile on the corner of the mouth grew stronger.

"There are thousands of sad people in the world, and you are one of them."

The sound is very soft.

Infiltrated the panic.

At this time, it was heavy snow late at night, and the snow covered the ground.

She went out of the room and walked all the way up against the snowflakes, her head, shoulders, hands... covered with snow.

After returning to the yard, she stood in the courtyard and looked up at the heavy snow.

The girl hurriedly supported an umbrella.

Worried: "Princess, it's snowing, don't freeze it, hurry into the house."

Jing Xuan raised a corner of his mouth and looked at the snow for a long time.

Suddenly asked: "Do you believe that there is soul in this world?"

"soul?"

"I can feel that he has always been by my side, never left, and I can still feel his breathing and heartbeat..." She reached out and took a few white snow.

Snow flakes fell in the hands, and soon melted.

She smiled slightly.

As if I can really feel that "that person" is holding her hand...

The girl didn't understand what she meant.

Can only be by his side silently.

...

The next day, after that, his face was still bad.

Red and swollen eyes.

Very haggard.

What happened last night still kept him cold.

Sitting in the house for a long time.

It's hard to tell the truth!

Pingyang Hou hurried over to see him when he learned.

Asked many times, Na Tuo went back with "Nothing".

He said nothing about what he encountered last night.

Pingyang Hou was not at ease, insisting on ordering someone to invite a doctor.

The doctors diagnosed and found nothing abnormal.

Pingyang Hou asked: "How? Lord Wang is okay?"

The doctor frowned and asked, "Did the prince not have much rest recently?"

Na Tuo nodded: "Well, near the King of Japan, copying scriptures, I haven't rested for several days."

"That's right! Lord, your health is fine, but you're just too tired recently."

"However, in these few days, this King's spirit is very good, he is not sleepy, and he does not feel tired!

"Yang Ye's condition is like a rubber band. When it is stretched, it will naturally break. Lord, you need a good rest."

The doctor's words are naturally convincing!

In the end, the doctor only prescribed some soothing medicine and left.

Na Tuo did not tell the doctor about his hallucinations, so as not to spread it to the ear of King Hu Yi.