When Jin Hu blocked the curtain of cattails and returned to Mu Tian with a torch.
The sheet on Yu Delin's body had been lifted up, and a slightly frosted face appeared in the light of the flickering torch. Jin Hu couldn't help but tremble, and tilted his head to look at Mu Tian, who was staring at Yu Delin.
"Are there any more torches? Bring another one."
"There should be. Usually the people on duty here work in teams of two." Jin Hu said, and went up to look for it.
The room became dark again, and in the light of the moving torch, there was only the central platform and the people standing on the edge of the platform.
Jin Hu looked back, a shiver ran down his heart, and he couldn't help it: Is he really talking to a dead person?
After a while, Jin Hu found two more torches, lit them, and held them up together.
Mu Tian took one, took off the whole sheet, and waved the torch close to Yu Delin.
The thin frost receded, revealing a rather delicate face. Although the skin seemed to have lost its elasticity, there was no dehydration caused by being stored in the cold storage for three months. In other words, the complexion was still shiny.
of.
The light of the torch moved downward, illuminating Yu Delin's hand.
Mu Tian retreated a little. This is the left side. The five fingers of Yu Delin's right hand were spread out. Mu Tian stepped forward again and looked at the left hand across the corpse. The five fingers were also spread out. But the degree was different.
Mu Tian reached out and gently grasped Yu Delin's open five fingers, trying to pinch them together, but they were not as stiff as Yu Delin's. With a little force, the five fingers made a soft cracking sound of broken bones and joints.
The sound was very subtle, but in this dark basement, it had a thrilling effect.
Jin Hu opened his mouth wide and stared at Mu Tian.
Mu Tian ignored Jin Hu's surprise and called him to go to Yu Delin's head. He asked Jin Hu to hold the torch in his hand and shook his sleeves. Hey, the temporary cotton-padded jacket he put on was a bit in the way.
"knife."
"Yes." Jin Hu put down a torch, took out a bayonet from behind his waist, handed it to Mu Tian, then picked up the torch and raised it.
Mu Tian stretched the knife towards Yu Delin's neck.
"What are you trying to do?!" Jin Hu was confused, but he didn't dare to ask. He could only stare at the bayonet stretched toward Yu Delin's neck with wide eyes.
I saw the cold light flashing, and the button on Yu Delin's chest was instantly opened. Mu Tian held the knife in his backhand, and with both hands, he tore open the clothes, revealing Yu Delin's fairly solid chest.
Jin Hu couldn't help but take a step back.
Mu Tian handed the bayonet to Jin Hu, and Jin Hu stepped forward again, took the bayonet and put it on his waist.
Mu Tian brushed Yu Delin's chest with both hands, moved all the way up, wrapped around the neck, and then penetrated into the back of the head.
He actually lifted Yu Delin's head.
To be precise, hold it in your own hands.
Seeing all this, Jin Hu's hand holding the torch couldn't help but tremble, "Mr. Mu Xian, let me go out first, get off."
He was not asking for permission at all, but immediately handed the two torches to Mu Tian and ran upwards holding one.
Mu Tian knew that he was in a hurry to urinate. Even if he peed his pants here, it would be disrespectful to the deceased.
When Jin Hu finished his work outside and returned to the house, Mu Tian had already come up and was sitting there waiting for him.
"Mr. Mu." Jin Hu called out with his hands in embarrassment.
"Sit down for a while, otherwise you will get cold and heat due to the conflict between cold and heat." Mutian said with concern, without mentioning what happened next. This made Jinhu a little grateful, and found a small stool to sit on Mutian.
A place far away.
"Why do you have so much ice?"
"Oh, Mr. Mu, what we are coming to is the most special place on Toad Island. The bottom area is almost ten miles empty. There are rooms about ten feet square. It is said that Xiao Dao will dig them out of the water.
There is only more than three miles of road, and there is an entrance where a large car can pass. You know the large car is as wide as the four-wheeled carriage you saw earlier." Jin Hu said, stood up and extinguished the two torches on the ground.
, leaving only one on the wall.
Mu Tian smiled at him.
"Every year in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the lake freezes to a certain extent, people on the island go to the lake to get ice and store it here along a slope. The ice in the lake is inexhaustible and the ice cellars are full. The whole island lasts a summer.
It’s not all used up. This place was requested by Aunt Genfa, and the prince sent people to dig overnight on the day Delin died, specifically for the purpose of resting the spirit. Later, the next day, Aunt Genfa said again that Delin died.
What's strange is that he was not allowed to be buried and said that he had to be inactive for more than half a year before Delin's grievances could be resolved. If there was a murderer, he would also die suddenly."
"What does it mean if there is a murderer? Is it because he died on the bed?" Mu Tian asked thoughtfully.
"Hey, how did you know he died on the bed? Can the dead really talk?" Jin Hu asked in surprise.
"So he really died on his own bed?"
"Yes. It was very hot that day. He and his wife took a nap, but who knew that they would still not get up in the evening. His wife asked him to put up thatch on the corn stack, saying that there was heavy rain at night. She found that he had been out of breath for a long time.
"He has only been married for less than three months. Aunt Genfa is right to be sad. It would be better if he could keep a wife." Jin Hu said with infinite regret.
"Are the clothes he was wearing when he died?"
"How could that be possible? It was the shroud that was changed later. Or was it that I changed it for him?"
"Did it go smoothly? I mean when changing the shroud." Mu Tian asked.
"Don't mention it, it's not going well at all. Delin's whole body was stiff at that time, especially his fingers were all spread out and he couldn't pinch them together. He changed three sets of clothes and finally put them into the sleeves. But when his hands came out, they still couldn't hold them together.
As you can see, it has been left in the ice cellar for almost three months and it still looks like that. So, Aunt Genfa said that Delin was harmed by others and was so wronged that she didn’t even want to close her hands.
, to catch the murderer."
"What do the people on the island say?"
"Are you talking about Delin's death? Hey, it's all there. If he died suddenly on his bed at such a young age, he must have done something evil in his previous life." Jin Hu didn't seem to believe what he said.
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"What's his wife's name? Are you familiar with her?"
"My name is Pang Liying, the daughter of Pang Zhi, the owner of Parrot Island. She is a beauty. The whole Haizi Island knows her, but I am not familiar with her. We just went to the wedding party to have a wedding, and later she had a family to live her own life.
.There is very little contact.”
"Aunt Genfa mentioned Han Pengju and said that his son killed Yu Delin. What's going on?" Mu Tian asked thoughtfully.
"Han Pengju is the owner of Partridge Island. He, the prince and Yu Genfa were sworn brothers and fought together to conquer the world. When he was tracking the rest of Yao Jishun's tribe, Uncle Genfa took a bullet for the prince and died. Han Pengju became
The most trusted person of the prince. His Partridge Island mainly raises horses and provides Quan Dang. He is also in charge of the defense of Yanzi Island. The whole family eats the official salary from Dangli and also does horse business. It should be Quan Dang.
Countless wealthy people. Privately everyone says that his family has more money than the prince’s family.”
"Oh, that's right. Then what did he do before?"
"Han Pengju works as a groom for Yao Jishun's family."
"Where is his son?"
"You said Han Chengli, he has been working with his father to herd Yao Jishun's horses. However, this boy's skills in shoeing horses are excellent. Almost all the horses in the stable were shoed by him. However, he stopped working all day long.
Idle around, eating, drinking, and wandering around. Hey, my family is rich, and his father is the prince's confidant. The second generation of rich people is also the second generation of officials. What a fate!"
Jin Hu spoke calmly and with a little helplessness.
"If you say that Han Chengli harmed Yu Delin, then I don't believe it. It doesn't make sense. He is like a son and a father, and Han Chengli is also Yu Delin's best friend. He is so good that he can't wait to wear a pair of trousers."
"You just said that Han Chengli was good at shoeing horses, but then he stopped doing it. Horses will always have to be shoed. Who is doing this business now?"
"Oh, his apprentice is also Han Pengju's adopted son, his name is Gou Dashuan."
When Mu Tian heard "nailing horseshoes" for the first time, his heart was moved. Now he understands it even more clearly, and he sighed in his heart: Mother and son are connected.
Just as he was about to get up, the door was pushed open.
A burly man stood at the door.
I can't see the person's face clearly under the backlight.
"Are you the great detective from Shanghai who can make the dead speak?" The voice was rich and powerful.
Mu Tian tried his best to adapt to the sudden light coming in, but he could still only see the outline of the person coming.
Jin Hu stood up in confusion upon hearing the sound, cupped his hands and said, "Island Master Han is well!"