Mu Yi was suddenly shocked. There was indeed a mystery under the coffin.
Afterwards, Mu Yi used an ax to open up the coffin bit by bit. When he completely saw what was under the coffin compartment, his face became extremely ugly.
Under the coffin compartment, there are nine holes two fingers deep and as big as a wine cup. There are some purple-black residues inside, exuding a pungent smell. There are seven above the nine holes and two in the middle.
They are connected to each other by black marks.
No matter how stupid Mu Yi is, he can still think that Lao Dao's change must be related to this thing, and this coffin was bought in the small town at the foot of the mountain.
That coffin shop is the only one in the town. It has been around for a long time, and the boss looks very honest. This is why Mu Yi has never had any doubts. Even this bright red willow coffin was highly recommended by the other party. What is the reason for the shop?
Bao, if it weren't for him being a Taoist priest, he would never have sold it to him cheaply.
Now that I think about it, he was clearly part of someone else's plan.
Logically speaking, he has been following Lao Dao for so many years, so he shouldn't get into the boss so easily. As the saying goes, he should be killed if he is not guilty, not to mention it is a good thing that falls from the sky. But Lao Dao's death is still
It gave him such a huge impact that he was in a daze and ignored everything.
The more he thought about it, the more Mu Yi hated himself. If it weren't for his carelessness, the old man wouldn't be insecure even to death.
After knowing the truth of the matter, Mu Yi went straight down the mountain with his ax in hand.
He was wearing a shabby but clean Taoist robe, his hair was tied up at the temples, his delicate face had a chill that kept strangers away from him, and his eyes were filled with hatred. He swore that no matter who the other party was, he would make him pay with his life.
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For this small town, it is more than a thousand steps from east to west, and the north and south can be seen at a glance. Except for those traveling on business and traveling, everyone is familiar with each other. At this moment, seeing Mu Yi walking through with a look like he was going to kill someone, they immediately started talking.
In fact, Mu Yi went down the mountain several times, whether he was passing by with the old Taoist, or later leading people to carry coffins up the mountain, or going down the mountain to buy things, which had left many people with an impression of him.
There were a few good people who followed Mu Yi secretly.
Mu Yi came to the coffin shop, but the door was closed and locked.
Mu Yi went crazy and cut off the door lock with an axe, then kicked in the door.
There were several coffins in the shop, one of which was not finished and looked a bit messy. Mu Yi searched the entire coffin shop and found no one. The other party seemed to have left.
Mu Yi forced himself to calm down. If he remembered correctly, there should be two people in this coffin shop, a boss and a clerk. The boss was about fifty years old and lame. The clerk was twenty years old, very strong and had a local accent.
The traces in the room were chaotic and unhurried. All valuable things had been taken away. The leftovers in the kitchen were two days old and should have been left the day before yesterday. There was even a half-used ox horn in the corner. This kind of thing
The main functions are to stop bleeding and detoxify, and can even treat blood fever.
After digesting this information, Mu Yi put away his axe, bowed deeply to the townspeople watching the excitement at the door, raised his head, his eyes were already red, and his face looked sad, "Dear elders and uncles, the owner of this coffin shop uses
A broken coffin defrauded the treasures in the Xiaodao Gate, and now they have disappeared. If anyone can provide the whereabouts of this boss, Xiaodao will be very grateful."
Mu Yi did not tell the truth because he knew that most people only liked to watch the fun and did not like to cause trouble. He was definitely not the same as condemning a lame coffin shop owner who disappeared and a maniac hiding in the dark stealing corpses and refining corpses.
Code things.
Moreover, his performance was both beautiful and beautiful, and he had a good skin, which instantly won everyone's sympathy.
"I asked, why is Li Laizi closing the door? It turns out that the baby who deceived someone is afraid of coming to the door and running away."
"This lame guy is usually very honest and honest. I didn't expect him to be able to do such a thing."
"I saw Li Laizi the afternoon before yesterday, but when I saw it yesterday morning it was closed."
"The little Taoist priest is so pitiful."
Mu Yi fell behind, and there was a loud denunciation in front of the door. There was not much useful information, but Mu Yi also learned a little more about the coffin shop owner.
The other party's name is Li Laizi. He is usually kind and honest. He took over this coffin shop from someone else two years ago. As for his specific origin, no one knows. The clerk is his apprentice and he also brought it with him.
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"Little Taoist priest, how can you express my gratitude?"
Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.
Everyone looked around and then stepped back in both directions, with expressions of disgust and disdain almost all on their faces.
The person who asked the question, Mu Yi, also knew him. He was the owner of the paper-cutting shop opposite the coffin shop. The money for the paper burned to the old man was bought from him. Death is expensive.
This man has a very distinctive appearance. At first glance, he can see the two big yellow teeth. He looks to be in his forties. He is thin and hunched, with his hands in his sleeves and his arms. His face is full of smiles.
He is a philistine, and you can see how unpopular he is from his behavior.
Even so, Mu Yi did not underestimate this person. The old Taoist told him through his experience time and time again that people should not be judged by their appearance. Moreover, when buying paper money, Mu Yi had also seen the other person's paper-cuts, which were lifelike and to the extreme.
Mu Yi has had many dealings with this dead man trade, but he has only seen one person with such a level of paper-cutting skills.
The man's name was Wu Kuisi. According to the old Taoist saying, he was a strange person.
Mu Yi pondered for a while, then with a heartbroken look on his face, he pulled off a jade pendant from his neck, held it up in front of the man and said, "This jade pendant was left to me by my grandma before she died. She was a queen in the palace when she was young.
As a female official, the jade pendant was given to her by a nobleman and belongs to the palace."
"Jia Guanggun, are you still not a human being? The little Taoist priests are so pitiful, and you still take advantage of them."
"No wonder no one has followed you all your life. It turns out that you are destined to be wicked."
"Old Jia, if you are making trouble with a child, tell me immediately if you know it."
Everyone was in an uproar again after hearing Mu Yi's words, and they all accused the owner of the paper-cutting shop. Not to mention that this jade pendant was used by nobles in the palace and was worth so much. It was a gift from grandma before her death, so it had a heavy commemorative significance.
"Little Taoist priest, you are not lying, are you? Since the treasures in your sect are so precious, how could you be deceived by Li Laizi with a coffin?" Jia Guangguan ignored the scoldings around him and continued to look at Mu Yi and asked.
"You can test it in advance. As for the belongings of the master, I only figured it out after the fact." Mu Yi said confidently.
In fact, the previous words were not all lies. At least the jade pendant really came from the palace. Mu Yi exchanged it for ten taels of silver from a down-and-out old eunuch. It was a serious palace item, so
He is not afraid of Jia Guangguan's inspection.
Jia Guangguan reached out to take the jade pendant. His hands were covered with gloves, but the moment he reached out, a fair and delicate wrist was exposed.
While he was looking at the jade pendant, Mu Yi's eyes were focused on his hands, thoughtfully. (To be continued)
