When Li Changan squeezed into the yard, the court officials who handled the case were pushing neighbors out of the crowd.

One in and one out.

Li Changan is like a fish going up against the current.

After abandoning the strength of the boss, he passed the "dragon gate" and jumped into the yard.

"Brother Bo can be here?"

He straightened out the squeezed sword belt and asked the busy catchers in the courtyard.

In the workshop, Bo Ziyu, who had been promoted to the team leader, was directing the survey site. Hearing the words, he hurriedly came out to say hello. But when he took a look, he saw only Li Changan and a Taoist priest.

"Where is Daofeng Feng?"

A few days have passed since the night of Muddy.

Feng Chong was out of justice, Bo Tzuyu was out of public outrage, and Li Changan, out of completing the task, tacitly formed an alliance to deal with the demon epidemic and find the culprit behind the scenes.

He was also recommended by Qing Ping, and received more attention from the government.

So down these days.

Bo Tzuyu is responsible for coordinating the government, organizing manpower, and investigating news, while Feng Chong and Li Changan often act together to capture demons. Bo Tzuyu had this question when he saw Li Changan alone.

"Feng Daoyou is developing an antidote in Guanli, and he can't get out of it. I'm here this time..."

He came here because he got news from an old faithful Shuiyueguan, saying that the owner of a wine shop nearby had suddenly increased his appetite, and he was suspected of being possessed by a demon.

But Li Changan came to check it carefully, only to find that it was the boss stingy who had deducted the food from the workers, and was teased by the workers. Somehow, he was believed to be true and reported it to Shui Yueguan.

Anyway, in the past few days, there have been a lot of such false or false news.

The Taoist pounced for a few times. Although he was still calm, he was too lazy to talk.

"What's the matter here?"

"It's a murder case for the time being, but it's quite weird, and I'm trying to find you, the master."

With that, Bo Tzuyu greeted Li Changan into the room.

Once in the door.

He passed a questioning wink.

Li Changan put out the dragon jade rune in his hand and shook his head.

He didn't smell any monster here.

But there must be no monsters?

This is not necessarily true.

In the usual days, Taoist priests relied more on the nose **** in identifying monsters. After all, looking for smells is the most common, ancient, and easy-to-use hunting method in nature. Monsters can change their bodies, but it is often difficult to change their own smell.

Since entering Xiaoshui, Chonglongyu, which had never been unfavorable in the past, has been deflated frequently. It seems that the monsters hidden in Xiaoshui City can block their own smell.

Poorness leads to change, and change leads to continuity.

Li Changan is not a deadhead, and gradually changed his behavior.

Just as the cheap master often said: Don't rely on spells, watch more, think more.

Therefore, Li Changan is not in a hurry to draw conclusions at the moment.

While listening to Bo Tzuyu telling the case, he took a close look at the room.

The workshop is not very spacious, and it is slightly crowded when a few catchers are squeezed in. But I couldn't turn around, but the catchers avoided a table in the middle intentionally or unintentionally.

On the tabletop was a big shau Kei, with a few brown and yellow braised meat on top, a human head that was boiled with rotten flesh and a blurry face, the palm of a hand, a few shaved bones and some internal organs.

Li Chang'an has seen a lot of cannibalism.

But suddenly in this prosperous and peaceful Xiaoshui, seeing such a miserable scene, he still feels grief in his heart, so he can't help but avoid his gaze and look at it.

Next to him, Zhang Tongzheng was impatient to deal with the quick inquiry, while Zhang Shaonan leaned against the wall and sneered; in the corner, there was a man curled up, his appearance was extremely embarrassed.

Not to mention the disheveled hair, a few strands of hair were also plucked. His clothes were in tatters, his body was blue and red, and there was no good skin. There was still some mud, rotten vegetable leaves, and rotten eggs on his body. The Taoist moved his nose, and he could even smell some dung.

"he is?"

"Gu Lao San, the owner of this delicatessen shop, suspect."

"Why do you look like this?"

"Who makes his business too good?"

But Zhang Tong suddenly interjected.

His face was a little ugly, and as he spoke, he put up a mouthful of old sputum and vomited it on Gu Lao San's face next to him. The old man Gu only rolled his eyes, raised his hand and wiped it off without saying a word, then curled up again, like an old turtle in a mud puddle.

Business is too good?

Li Changan thought for a while, and finally knew why the crowds onlookers were so angry.

Talk less gossip and get back to business.

The Taoist asked again.

"Who is the dead?"

"Who else can it be?"

Zhang Tong still grabbed the conversation.

"This is the wife of Gu Lao San."

"How to determine?"

He grinned suddenly, and his eyebrows squeezed a smile that "men all understand".

"Because I recognize that tuft of breast meat, the size of a sea bowl, and a mole on it."

Li Changan glanced at the corpse on Shau Kei, as he said, but...

"I'm a mother-in-law, how do you know how you are?"

Bo Ziyu was used to not being able to look at these rascals, and he was unceremonious when he scolded them. But Zhang Tong is also a habitual character, and he doesn't speak anymore, just smiles strangely with his arms folded.

Outside the yard, a few unscrupulous men roared: "Not only does Boss Zhang know it, we all know it."

Subsequently.

He called out in a mess, talk about something that can be held with one hand, it is smooth and soft, and there are two black spots on the white jade ointment...

These vulgar words came out, evoking a roar of laughter from the men outside, and causing the women to yell at them. Talking and talking, chaotic, as if there was not a dead person in the house, but a ridiculous farce.

The Taoist turned a deaf ear, only chanting the scriptures softly to the corpse.

However, Bo Tzuyu was so quarreled that he shouted loudly to shut up the onlookers, and then invited a servant from the neighborhood to inquire carefully.

It turns out that this Gu family is an ancestral braising craft, relying on a pot of bittern passed down from generations to generations, although it can't be rich, it can be regarded as a real family. It's a pity that it passed to Gu Lao San's generation, but he was obsessed with a Chang Ji (Harmony) called "Xue Tuan Er". He ruined his family property and delayed his wife. He was still alone in his 30s. Later, this Xue Tuan'er also got older. Seeing that Gu Lao San was patronizing attentively, he quit his hometown and married him Congliang.

It's a pity that this Xue Tuaner, or Gu Tian's family, has closed the business of skin and flesh, but can't control the red apricot in his heart. Although she is a woman, she doesn't change her true character, and goes around with some stray kids all day long. And Gu Lao San also loves his wife. Seeing that he can't restrain himself, he deceives himself and covers his ears without knowing it. As time passes, he loses the nickname of "turtle egg".

"According to that, this layman Gu should be used to it if he endures it."

Li Changan finished a passage of scripture.

"Why do you suddenly hurt the killer again?"

Ya Ya said with a smile: "Doesn't it have to rely on you."

"I?"

"Isn't it? The Daoist still remembers the night of the Bacchus Sacrifice, you chased the ghost-faced man and smashed many painting boats."

The Taoist nodded and waited for the following.

"On one of the painted boats, this snow group was happily with a merchant, but was hit by the chief of the road and drove to the deck. Now, the whole city saw his wife's bare **** egg."

Ya Ya smiled and pointed at Gu Lao San who was still dull and speechless in the corner.

"Master, you personally pulled his head out of the tortoise shell (harmoniously), and then help him put on the green hat!"

"Uh……"

Li Changan didn't know how to answer for a while.

I can only say that things in the world are so wonderful to fuck!

And at this time.

The noise outside stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards.

A female voice pretending to be coquettish sounded in the yard.

"Oh, what day is it today, it's so lively in front of the slave house."

Li Changan looked sideways, and saw that the crowd that had been congested at the door had dispersed, and the men, women, and children all focused on the courtyard gate with a "ghost" look.

There was a woman with exquisite makeup leaning against the door, graceful and lazy. Her skin is as white as snow, but her face can capture the regret that her years are no longer there. The remaining seven-point charm is mostly supported by the romance in her bones.

She smiled faintly, with a mole dotted around the corner of her eye, making it more attractive.

Who is this again?

Li Changan didn't wait for Li Changan to ask.

"Lady?!"

In the corner, Gu Lao San was struggling to stand up suddenly, with expectation and joy on his face.

"You are back again."

Huh.

It turned out to be "resurrection of the dead".

The people in the field couldn't help but cast their eyes on Zhang Tong, who had just made a promise.

Zhang Tong hummed twice and rolled his eyes.

…………

The woman is not someone else.

It was Zhang Tong who was murdered by her husband Gu Lao San, and then the carcass was divided into stewed meat, which was then sold to the neighboring Gu Tian clan or Xue Tuan'er.

The woman saw the embarrassed Gu Lao San, with undisguised disgust on her face.

"You foolish thief, what the **** did you do? You have brought in many bad masters."

Without waiting for the youngest third to anxiously explain, some of the neighbors next to him spoke first.

"Xue Tuan'er doesn't know yet, your man murdered!"

"kill?"

The Xue Tuan'er covered her mouth and laughed, but she didn't believe it.

"The thief must have the courage, the slave dare to marry him?"

But in a blink of an eye, the look of the people around them didn't seem to be fake, and then the servants in the courtyard looked serious and stammered to their husbands.

"Are you really murdering?"

Gu Lao San seemed to be particularly clumsy in front of his wife, and his mouth hesitated: "No, no..."

"You really murdered!"

Xue Tuan'er "wow" burst into tears.

"You guilty! Why do you want to kill? It's a crime of beheading. How do you tell me to live in the future?! How to meet people?!"

In front of his wife's tears, Gu Lao San was flustered but also speechless, and Zhang Tong "stepped forward".

"Sister-in-law, don't panic."

He smiled so deeply.

"With the friendship between us, if you don't have a relationship in the future, just come and find me."

"Dalang don't want to make fun."

Xue Tuan'er turned from worry to joy for a while, and his eyes were soft and soft.

"The slave family is a man with a husband."

The voice fell off.

There were a few sneers in the crowd, and then they all roared together, faintly mixed with a few curses such as "vix spirit" and "shameless". All in all, the atmosphere was alive for a while.

And the only unhappy person is probably only Gu Lao San.

His body trembled slightly.

"Bitch."

He whispered.

"Bitch!"

He suddenly yelled, and he didn't know when he had an extra sharp knife in his hand, and he rushed straight at his wife.

Unfortunately, only after taking a step, he was pulled back by Bo Ziyu, who saw that the situation was wrong, took off his blade, and fell to the ground.

"Tie me!"

After all, the noisy crowd sternly scolded.

"Yamen handle the case, An dare to make noise!"

The noise immediately stagnated, and he greeted the servants again and pointed to the Gu Tian clan.

"There was a murder in the workshop, and this woman is also a suspect, so I locked it all together!"

After everything was done, he rushed back to the house in a huff, and a case was glued to the affair between men and women. It was really a man.

As soon as he came back, he saw Li Changan standing in front of the corpse full of Shau Kei thoughtfully.

"What did the Daoist find?"

The Taoist pondered for a long time, but he didn't think much when he opened his mouth.

"How much cooked meat can this shop sell in one day?"

Although Bo Tzuyu was puzzled, he still didn't say anything, and recruited the former servant who lived in the neighborhood.

"This shop has a good business, but recently it has sold less, only 20 or 30 catties a day."

Li Changan nodded.

"Ordinary women remove their bones and internal organs, which is almost the same weight."

"But I heard from the Zhang family brothers that they came to Gu Lao San because he offended the meat trade. For seven or eight days, he hadn't bought meat from the meat trade."

"The meat sold today comes from this victim."

Li Changan raised his head.

"Where did the meat sold a few days ago come from?"

Bo Tzuyu felt cold all over his body after hearing this.

The two looked at each other and went to the backyard together.

The backyard is also small, and overgrown with weeds due to lack of care.

But in one corner, it was bare, with obvious signs of renovation.

Bo Ziyu recruited his subordinates.

"dig!"

After half an hour.

A large number of scattered human bones were piled up in front of them, mixed with mud color.

After a rough estimate, it's less likely to be able to spell out seven or eight skeletons.

Bo Tzuyu's face was as heavy as iron.

"Bring that servant back to the yamen."

He gritted his teeth.

"Nai Gong must try him well!"