"Hehehe, it's not bad, it's beautiful, it's beautiful." Fat Buddha looked up at the ice crystals all over the sky, "Little Rapunzel, come out to see the snow. Hehehe."

Little Rapunzel opened the window of the hut and looked up. Although he couldn't see anything, he could feel a little bit of cold air drifting across his face, and he smiled happily. With everyone, there are different surprises every day.

"Hey..." Yunxi raised his hand and pressed his silly girl's head, "I'm sorry to say that you left your brain in your mother's belly, but now, I know, it's true, girl, you are so pitiful...Brother I feel sorry for you..." Yunxi pressed Yunyao to his chest, she was crying but she burst into tears.

Yun Yao's head started to burst into flames.

"Wow—it's snowing—it's so beautiful—" He Shiqi ran happily, "Master—it's snowing—it's snowing—I want to build a snowman—"

Fortunately, Lian Youyou's divine light protects her body, so she doesn't touch the ice and snow.

"I'm so pissed—" Yun Yao pushed away Yun Xi, who couldn't help herself from laughing, and slapped her body angrily, thinking that the ice crystals were full of insect flesh, how could she not be disgusted.

Yao Guangda was scratching his head, it was so lively this morning, everyone was really energetic.

"Amitabha, let me do it." Fat Buddha threw the black bowl casually, and immediately, the black bowl became huge, covering the heads of everyone, suspended in the air.

Sanniang raised her face and curled her lips: "Tsk, this is Fat Buddha's baby? Not bad~~~"

"Amitabha, God Xie Lian rewards you." Fat Buddha saluted Lian Youyou from afar.

Lian Youyou smiled at Fat Buddha.

Seeing that everyone was looking this way, Yao Guang stepped forward with a smile, "I want to tell you some good news. Your Majesty, I think everyone has worked hard to protect the imperial city. We invite you to attend the Mid-Autumn Imperial Banquet together!"

"Okay—" Yun Yao cheered.

Sanniang smiled. To her, what happened back then was just a fleeting moment. Looking back, it was just a smile.

Lord Coffin showed relief. After all these years, everyone was finally recognized by the court. He was originally an official post, but he still has a special feeling for the court.

Yunxi was also a little excited, which showed that the emperor didn't mind their status as monsters, and was willing to have fun with them, which made him more moved and loyal.

Compared to Master Coffin and Yunxi's inner fluctuations, the others looked down on these things, but felt that they could finally have a good time by going to the Mid-Autumn Festival Imperial Banquet. Especially a little girl like Yunyao.

"I'm going to buy new clothes!" Sure enough, Yunyao couldn't hold back her excitement, and immediately dragged Sanniang along, "Sanniang Sanniang! Accompany me to buy clothes!"

Sanniang looked at her sweetly, and tapped the tip of her nose.

Yao Guang's face was full of joy. This time, the Nine Sects could finally stand upright in front of people.

Lian Youyou turned her face to look at the blood-stained painting. This is the true face of the painting. It seems that this will become an important piece of evidence for Fu Mingrui's haunting case in Chayi's Mansion.

At this moment, Fu Mingrui was also busy looking for evidence in the Huang's mansion.

It took a lot of effort for everyone to dig out all the dung in the dry well, pile after pile, and carefully search for any clues. Even if the time is long, the possibility of allowing evidence to exist is slim. But Zhao Cheng, who followed Fu Mingrui, and the others, like Fu Mingrui, had a dedication to the case that ordinary people did not have.

"Found it!" Suddenly someone found a box from the dung. The box was quite big. Everyone carefully opened it, and there was actually a pen, ink and inkstone inside.

This is strange, how could there be such a thing?

"And there's more!" Someone found something again. Zhao Chengcheng couldn't believe that so much evidence could be found in this well. It doesn't look like it was done by a professional murderer, or... someone from here Guess no one will find out, so throw everything here?

Everyone looked again, this time the evidence was more important, it was actually: a seal!

"There are still clothes here!"

"I have shoes here."

"Why do I feel...like throwing all the things used by the deceased here?"

Everyone stared blankly at the pile of things they had found. This was the first time since they followed Fu Mingrui to investigate various cases, the evidence piled up into a mountain. It's almost as if they can't find evidence.

Of course, because of the corrosion of dirt, the gnawing of insects, and the passage of decades, clothes, shoes and other supplies are naturally tattered. They are said to be clothes, but they have actually become a piece or two of rags, but they can be seen in shape. Determined to be clothing.

But no further evidence was found in the cabin where the second skeleton was found. This skeleton seems to have been completely forgotten here, the whole hut is empty, and after sweeping the ashes on the ground, there are still clear blood stains. It can be seen that no one has stepped into this hut for fifty years, and no one has come to sweep it.

This boy died here alone, with only the clothes that fell off his body because he became a skeleton.

But from the clothes, they found a piece of jade pendant, the jade pendant is the best emerald jade, the style is a flat bottle, and the eloquence is "smooth progress".

This style is very common, so it is impossible to determine the identity of this young man from the jade pendant. But it is enough to prove that the boy is not the child of a domestic slave, and common people cannot afford such a jade pendant. This jade pendant also looks old, and looks like it was passed down from the ancestors.

Now this jade pendant is tainted with yin energy, making its green light even more gloomy.

"My lord!" Song Peng found a small dagger from a corner. The dagger was discarded carelessly on the ground, covered with a thick layer of dust. When he picked it up, the shape of the dagger was still intact on the ground. The dagger was well preserved, and the blood stains on it were still firmly attached to it, so it was undoubtedly the murder weapon.

"My lord, here are women's earrings." Zhang Zhihe found a small pearl earring from the dust.

Fu Mingrui looked at the earrings that had been carefully placed on the clean blue cloth, and the confusion in his heart gradually dissipated, but the speculation that surfaced gave him a slight chill down his back.

Yi Jixuan and Fu Mingsu stood outside the small courtyard of the dry well looking at the piles of objects. They enjoyed watching the excitement here today.

"Assuming that Huang Ye is really in this well, then who threw down these things he usually uses?" Yi Jixuan rubbed his chin, feeling a little excited that he also worked as a yamen servant to solve a case today.

Fu Mingsu frowned and thought deeply: "When people die, their family members will burn their used clothes and some commonly used items, or bury them with them. This situation is a bit like throwing in by family members." Fu Mingsu pointed to those obviously belongings .

Yi Jixuan's eyes became sharper: "Usually, the one who does this kind of thing should be the main wife. What kind of resentment does the main wife have for throwing her husband's bones and his belongings into the well, and throwing dung every day?" Yi Jixuan Ji Xuan didn't believe his guess, and hoped that his guess was false.