met free Chapter 375 The person who went out at midnight was the village chief
Chapter 375 The person who went out at midnight was the village chief
Qin Miaoxi's thoughts were in a mess, so she simply sat next to the bronze bull and thought. The scorching sun gradually moved away, the heat in the air dropped a few degrees, and the temperature of the bronze bull also dropped.
Qin Miaoxi subconsciously stretched out her finger and rubbed it, and beads actually formed?
What followed was…
"It stinks."
She stared at her palm for a long time. She didn't know when the palm was stained with dark brown grease, and it was this grease that emitted the fishy smell.
"Is it a condensed bead?"
When you touch it again with clean hands, the water is just water, and even when it turns into beads, it is still colorless and odorless.
But where does the oil on the palms come from?
She was stunned and thought for a long time, and finally remembered that she had supported the hind legs when she checked the bronze bull's abdomen just now.
I immediately went forward to check, and indeed saw an invisible small hole on the hind leg. It was blocked by the carbonized material left over from the burning, so it was difficult to find without careful observation.
There was no reaction when touched by hand, but when heated with flame, liquid gradually seeped out of the small hole.
She found a leaf to catch it, and a drop of liquid fell on the leaf. It was sticky black, and she could smell the same fishy stench as in her palm without getting close.
Her face gradually became serious. It was corpse oil.
When knocking on the hind legs, the sound was sometimes deep and sometimes crisp. It was the intersection of the hollow and solid parts. It can be concluded that there was corpse oil residue in the bronze bull. The crystal she saw before was corpse oil.
In addition, when people worship, they will put ghost paper under the belly of the bronze bull and burn it. Could it be that the corpse in the bronze bull is the weapon that burned Iron Pillar to death?
She stepped back repeatedly, and from a distance she estimated that the size of the bronze bull's belly was large enough to hold an adult male, or even an iron pillar.
But how did people get in there?
The bronze bull is two meters tall and has no opening in its belly. If a person is put in and burned, there must be an entrance on the bull's body.
She stepped lightly and leaped onto the back of the bronze bull. As soon as she stood firm, she heard faint footsteps coming from the woods.
Looking around, she found that only the branch in front of her was within reach. She used the force to climb up and hid behind the dense branches and leaves before the figure appeared.
A limping figure appeared in sight. The village chief walked towards me with a staggering gait, his legs trembling visibly.
Going up and down the mountain several times a day was already too much for him. What was he being stubborn about? Or was there something here that he needed to check?
His mind was turning over and over again, and when he looked down, he saw the village chief looking around the bronze bull, and finally kneeling in the direction of the bull's head, lighting incense and kowtowing.
Qin Miaoxi was confused. Hadn’t they already offered sacrifices?
At this time, the village chief took out a bottle of wine from his backpack and drank it in big gulps. The rich aroma of wine floated in the air.
Qin Miaoxi's eyes narrowed. The wine had a medicinal aroma, and it turned out to be Hongmao tribute wine.
Where did a small village chief like him get the tribute wine?
After a while, a hint of drunkenness appeared in his eyes, and he looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
"Brothers, you guys should be well down there. The Bull God will protect you and us as well."
"If you don't have enough food, please send us a dream. We will definitely not lack food and drink for you. It would be even better if you could show your spirit and stop letting those cowardly rats run around. It's really annoying to watch."
"Everything is well preserved. We will distribute it when the time comes. The brothers are doing well. Don't worry. I will take good care of them for you."
"And those bastards in the government, a bunch of good-for-nothings, are trying to scare us brothers. They have such big appetites, aren't they afraid of dying of stuffiness?"
He looked angry and took another big gulp.
"Now two more people have come who claim to be from the Dali Temple. I've never seen a woman handle a case before. Sooner or later, I'll keep them in the village."
"Hehe, that little bitch is really pretty. It won't be a waste to let those guys play with her first."
"Everyone who deserves to die is dead. It's better to live a peaceful life in the future than to fight and kill each other. It's a pity that now that we don't have brothers to accompany us, even the best wine will lose its taste."
After drinking three pots of wine, the village chief's face was already red as blood, and he walked down the mountain in a daze, holding his crutches.
swoosh~
The crutch in the village chief's hand suddenly broke, and his body rolled down the mountain uncontrollably. His head hit the huge rock next to him and he died.
Qin Miaoxi jumped down from the tree, walked to his side with a cold face, kicked him twice to make sure he was unconscious, and a white light flashed in her hand, with a silver needle already in her hand.
"Your mouth is so dirty, let me clean it up for you."
Several shadows flickered, and silver needles were inserted into the village chief's head and chest. The needle tail trembled a few times before she pulled it out.
She sneered disdainfully. These wounds wouldn't kill him, but they would make him vomit and have diarrhea every day, taking away half his life without a problem, so that he wouldn't have the energy to do evil.
Anyway, what did he mean when he said "everyone who deserves to die is dead"?
He has always not wanted me to stay in the village and has been stopping me from investigating. Could Tiezhu's death be related to him?
Qin Miaoxi returned to her temporary thatched cottage with full of doubts. The evening light cast a golden halo on her body. She saw a villager standing and wandering at the door in the distance.
"Are you here to provide information?"
The villagers were startled by the sudden appearance of the person, and looked around furtively and said, "Yes, let's go in quickly."
He sneaked into the yard like a thief, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he got inside the house. He said excitedly, "I know why Tiezhu was killed."
Lu Qingchen, who had fallen asleep on the table, suddenly sat up straight, with a big smile on his face, and said, "Come on, come on, tell me in detail."
"Give me the money if I tell you?"
"of course."
Lu Qingchen readily put the silver on the table. He knew very well that if you want the horse to run, you have to give it benefits.
When the villagers saw the silver glittering before their eyes, they didn't care about anything else and immediately told everything they knew.
According to him, he had an argument with someone the day before Tiezhu died.
The other party was a merchant selling timber. Tiezhu took the timber but did not pay for it. The merchant came to his house to collect the debt, but Tiezhu had no money to give them, so an argument broke out between the two sides.
The other party threatened to keep the money, but no one knew what Tiezhu said to him. The merchant left happily and even called Tiezhu his brother before leaving. The relationship between the two was inexplicably good.
"The merchant must have changed his mind again, so he came back to kill Tiezhu to vent his anger." The villagers said confidently, as if they had seen everything with their own eyes.
After hearing this, Lu Qingchen pursed his lips and complained dissatisfiedly, "The quarrel you mentioned didn't happen! And there's no evidence to prove that the merchant came back."
The villagers immediately got angry when they heard the questioning. "Without evidence, they wouldn't kill him? And who knows if he'd come back in the middle of the night? And the two of them were arguing, it was real. Many people saw it, and it was a fierce argument."
Lu Qingchen: "..."
It's impossible to convince him! Of course, it won't work without evidence. Evidence is the most important thing for them to handle cases.
Seeing that they were silent, the villager spat, "You don't want to give silver?"
Lu Qingchen's face flushed with anger, "You..."
Qin Miaoxi interrupted him and added calmly, "Do you know why Tiezhu can't afford the materials?"
The villagers tutted their tongues and said, "Of course it was looted from his family. They treat Tiezhu like an ox and don't care about his life or death at all."
Lu Qingchen immediately retorted, "Didn't they say Tiezhu hasn't given money to the family for several years?"
The villagers waved mysteriously, then whispered as they approached, "You only know one side of the story. Tiezhu's brother has set his sights on the daughter of the village chief of a neighboring village. How can he marry her without a sufficient betrothal gift? He's just going to exploit the family's only labor force."
Now it seems that everything is clear.
Qin Miaoxi finally asked, "Can you guarantee that everything you said is true?"
"I swear, if this is fake, break my arms and legs."
"These two look like they're shirking their responsibilities. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, would I be so ridiculous? The Bull God just showed his might. If you try to make money without a clear conscience, you'll be in trouble."
Hearing this, Qin Miaoxi nodded towards Lu Qingchen, and he readily pushed the ten taels of silver to the other party.
"I'll give you the silver. You can tell me if you have any news in the future."
The villagers excitedly held the silver and chewed it, their eyes filled with disbelief and surprise. "There's still silver?"
"Yes, you can bring your family."
The villagers put the silver in their arms with satisfaction and ran away.
Qin Miaoxi's eyelids twitched as she watched. This was really... the butt and legs were running separately.