The pine and cypress cast a large shade on the ground. In the dim light and shadow, Wu Xiang's arms were covered with goose bumps, "Are you sure? If you really died by a sharp weapon, wouldn't it be the same as Ye Fei's way of death?"

Bo Ruoyou took out a knife from the box, scraped off the dust on the skull bit by bit, and then scrubbed with a bristle brush and a coarse cloth veil. Not long after, two broken holes on the skull that were sealed and stuck by mud were exposed.

If the deceased was burned to death, the skull would be complete, but now not only the bone cracks are obvious, but there are also some broken holes. When Wu Xiang looked at it, he felt that Bo Ruoyou's inference was indefinitely, and the skull showed its original appearance, which also made Bo Ruoyou more evidence.

"If it is a complete skull, it should be the parietal bone, frontal bone, occipital bone, temporal bone and facial bone, and they are all intact. However, at present, there are obvious wounds in the temporal fossa of the deceased. Let's take a look at the head-catching-"

"The so-called temporal fossa is the frontal bone, parietal bone, temporal bone and sphenoid wing converge in one place. It is the thinnest place of the skull bone, which is the temple of a person. When Ye Fei died, the murderer stabbed Ye Fei's right temple with a coffin and pierced it out of the left temple, which passed through the temporal fossa on both sides."

"In this temporal fossa, there are several most important blood vessels in the brain. Not to mention passing through the brain, any temporal fossa is injured, fracture or fracture, which is very likely to cause blood vessels in the brain to rupture, resulting in rapid death."

Bo Ruoyou pointed to the crack on the skull in his hand. "The deceased's skull has wounds on both the left and right temporal fossa. The wound on the right is large, the wound on the left is small, and the cracks on the parietal and frontal bones are also larger on the right side than on the left. Not only that, the wound on the right is an orifice-shaped and concave fracture. It is certain that the method of killing Master Zhao is almost exactly the same as that of killing Ye Fei. They are both stabbed through the right temple with sharp weapons, penetrated through the inner skull, and stabbed out from the left temple."

Bo Ruoyou pondered for a moment and said, "The case was determined by a fire. If a person suffered such trauma, he pulled out his weapon and then burned into a charred body in the fire, it is understandable that the yamen at the inspection site had not discovered it, and no test case was left behind. I suspect that the person who handled the case at the beginning did not care about it, and most of them had never asked a coroner to take a autopsy."

Huo Weilou said that the chief official of Jingzhao Yi Yamen was convicted of corruption more than ten years ago and is still in the prison. It is conceivable that the Jingzhao Yi Yamen at that time was not as diligent and caring for the people now. Although many people died, if the captain at that time wanted to make a hasty matter, it would be impossible to determine the murder case as an accident.

Wu Xiang's face became gloomy, "This happened twelve years ago, but the killing method was exactly the same. Master Zhao was killed like this, it was impossible for the same person to kill Ye Fei and the others today."

Bo Ruoyou looked at the skull in his hand, "Not only is it the same person, I also doubt that someone knew how Master Zhao died back then, but now he killed Ye Fei is just for revenge."

"If you use your own way, you will treat your own body?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded and turned his eyes to several other tombs, "Does he treat his body by using his own way? He only needs to test the other few skeletons to know."

Wu Xiang also looked up and hurriedly asked other yamen operators to continue digging graves. At this moment, the sky was getting darker. Bo Ruoyou used the last ray of skylight to test the bones of Master Zhao's headmaster.

"In addition to the injuries on the skull, the deceased had fractures on his left arm and wrist, such as being bound or beaten down. The death or puncture injury in the temporal fossa." After Bo Ruoyou said that, he returned the skull to its original place.

Wu Xiang couldn't help but curse, and said, "I killed someone, set fire to destroy the corpse and traces. The murderer is really cruel. If the murderer is said to have returned to take revenge in the same way, then the person who harmed Master Zhao back then was Ye Fei and the others?"

Wu Xiang calculated, "This is the seventeenth year of Jianhe. At that time, they were less than ten years old, but they were all half-year-old children. Will they do such a vicious thing?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "Don't preconceive it. Judging from the current bone test results, and Liu Qing and others have concealed it, it will indeed make people guess so much. Ordinary children are indeed innocent and innocent, but they should not be underestimated."

Wu Xiang responded and went to dig graves with the others. Soon, the night fell and the yamen officers lit torches under the trees. If someone passed by from a distance and saw fireflies between several deserted graves, and shadows flashed, I was afraid that they would have seen a ghost.

Bo Ruoyou stood aside, and she couldn't help with her strength, so she used a torch to shine into the dirt pit. Not long after, she saw bones in the soil.

The yamen carefully pulled out the soil, and soon another skeleton appeared intact. The coffin had already rotted into pieces, and the body was buried in the soil, taking the appearance of being housed in the coffin. Bo Ruoyou stood above the pit, looking down at the corpse at the bottom of the pit, and suddenly realized that he had missed something just now.

"Xiao Bo, you get off there, it's easy to leave there-"

Wu Xiang pointed to the gentle slope west of the pit, but Bo Ruoyou did not move. From her lowering, she could see the whole picture of the bones at a glance. Unlike the corpse of Master Zhao, this bone was not arranged in a regular manner. Judging from the arrangement of the two legs and ribs, the deceased was curled up when he died, and he maintained that posture when he was buried in the soil.

"This dead man was burned to death." Bo Ruoyou was still walking down the gentle slope to the west. "People who were burned to death by fire were subconsciously curled up. The legs of the deceased were bent, and the arrangement of the spine and ribs also showed that the person's back was hunched. I suspect that no one had packed up his face after the death, and he was buried here soon after he was put into a coffin."

Bo Ruoyou looked at the soil here again, "The soil at the foot of the mountain is moist, and the wood of the coffin is also soft. It is afraid that it will rot in less than a year when it is buried here. The soil collapses and retains the original posture of the body. The surface of the charred corpse is not prone to decay, but after so many years, the coking part has been corroded, leaving only the ash and dirt turned into by the flesh and blood and the soil stuck to the bones."

Although Bo Ruoyou had determined the cause of death, he still had to check whether there were any scars on the bones. She squatted down and continued to clean up the dust on the bones. The others worked hard to dig the remaining three graves.

It was quite cold in the early winter night, and the wind in the barren mountains and fields was sobbing, which was particularly scary. The yamen were digging graves and were nervous. Occasionally, birds frightened out of the forest, which also made their hearts thunder. Bo Ruoyou squatted in the grave to test his bones, but he was calm and composed.

The bones that had been buried for many years were difficult to clean. When Bo Ruoyou finished examining the second bone, two more tombs had been dug out. She walked out and said, "The deceased is a woman, five feet long. She should be around forty when she died, and there were traces of bone cracks on her calf. Apart from that, there were no other wounds."

Wu Xiang understood, "The tombstone is engraved with Zhao Yue. I think it is the wife of Master Zhao. Then she may have been beaten before her death, so she left injuries on her leg, but the cause of death was still burned to death by a fire."

Bo Ruoyou expected that, and went to see the other two tombs dug out.

Compared with the two skeletons in front, the skeletons appear in these two graves look thin at first glance. The bones are slender and the body is much shorter. They are the corpses of young children.

The handwriting on the tombstone was mottled, and Wu Xiang said: "The remaining corpses are the three people who were burned to death with Master Zhao and his wife. Judging from their figures, they should be their apprentices."

Bo Ruoyou moved the torch closer and went down to the earth pit to test the bones. The bones looked very ordinary and were arranged similarly to the corpse of Master Zhao, which made Bo Ruoyou frown at the beginning.

Soon, she discovered that "the deceased is male, with a corpse three feet and four inches long, plus one and a half inches in height. At the time of death, his height was around three feet and six inches, and he should be around nine years old, not because he was burned to death. He had no bone injuries elsewhere, but there were cracks on the horn of the hyoid bone-"

Wu Xiang's eyelids twitched, "Are you strangled to death?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "No, it's not strangled, it's hanged."

"Hang suicide?" Wu Xiang was shocked, "Why can there be someone who can commit suicide?"

"It's not necessarily suicide." Bo Ruoyou frowned and analyzed: "These five dead people died in the fire scene of the Zhao family class, which is equivalent to dying in the same yard. The headmaster Zhao was murdered and Zhao Yue was burned to death. It is unlikely that anyone would hang himself."

"Can it be forced? Or the murderer hung him up?"

The deceased was only aged 20 years old when he died. He was forced or hung up by a rope on the murderer's glove. The scar seemed to be hanged, but in fact it was murder.

"There is this possibility." After Bo Ruoyou said, he looked at Wu Xiang with bright eyes, "Yu Xun was hanged to death."

Wu Xiang felt a numbness in his scalp, "In other words, is this person's way of death the same way as Yu Xun was murdered?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "That's true."

Wu Xiang rushed back and forth twice in a hurry, "That is, as you said, the murderer was going to kill Liu Qing and the others by the way of death fourteen years ago?"

If I just doubted it, there are two identical ways of dying now, which is almost certain.

Wu Xiang's eyelids twitched, "If this is true, then was there one person drowned back then?"

Wu Xiang walked to another grave pit, and Bo Ruoyou followed. The corpses in the grave pit were also very short. Judging from the arrangement of the corpses, Bo Ruoyou could even think of how the corpses were lying in the coffin. She went down to the bottom of the pit to examine the bones, but she had never found any fractured scars on the bones. Because the corpse was buried in the wet soil for many years, unless the bone steaming method was used, it would be difficult to identify the bleeding points on the bones.

Wu Xiang heard what she said, just to let her not be anxious. When the last tomb was dug up, she would first check the last corpse. Bo Ruoyou waited for a moment, and the last corpse was cleaned out by the yamen.

It was late at night, and Bo Ruoyou's skirt was thin, and her hands and feet were numb because of the cold. But when she walked down the grave and looked inside with a torch, she still felt a chill hit her.

Because she saw that the upper body of the skeleton was intact, but the lower body of the thigh and leg bones were covered with dense cracks, just like this person's legs were carefully beaten with a heavy hammer.

Her expression changed, and she leaned over to examine it carefully. After a while, she raised her eyes: "The deceased is also a boy. When she died, she was about nine years old. There were no obvious bone injuries in his upper body. However, starting from the hip bone, the ischium, pubic bone, and femur below had extremely severe bone cleft scars, especially the patella, which had been completely broken and the body had not completely corroded, and there were soft tendons connected. But now the body was completely broken and the broken patella had already spread out."

"The tibia and fibula downward of the patella have fragmented to varying degrees. The spurs after these fractures pierced into the flesh and blood, which is enough to cause serious trauma. There are also obvious bone fractures of the foot bones of the deceased, which are particularly obvious on the three cuneiform bones and phalanx."

Bo Ruoyou said in detail, Wu Xiang's legs became a little weak when he heard it, "This..."

"The injuries on the femur and ischia bones are some of them left like a stick-killing, but the femur and tibia on the thigh are completely traumatized and beaten, and the comminuted injuries on the patella and foot bones are even more traumatized and killed."

Bo Ruoyou felt a little reluctant in his words, "It is very likely that they were all injured during their lifetime. Such serious injuries will cause the injured to bleed and die, and he was tortured and killed."

Wu Xiang thought what would happen if the injury fell on him. As soon as the thought came out, he was shocked, "This... what a big grudge this is, why do you have to take such a move?!"

Bo Ruoyou didn't say anything, she looked in the direction of several other tombs, and died of sharp weapons through the skull, burned to death by fire, hanged ropes, and the uncertain death of drowning, as well as the hell-like inhuman murder in front of her. The five people who seemed to die in the fire were all different ways of death, and they died so tragically and painfully.

Is the murderer using these methods to kill people, is it a grudge or something else?

But no matter what, Bo Ruoyou was cold all over his body. With such torture, Bo Ruoyou seemed to be able to think that they would struggle, be angry, begging, and then despair. The murderer wanted them to experience the ultimate pain and fear. Seeing their dying appearance, what strange and terrifying mood would the murderer feel in his heart?

Bo Ruoyou's breathing was suffocating, and Wu Xiang couldn't help but curse, "Fortunately, we're here to test the bones, otherwise I wouldn't know how unjust and tragic they died fourteen years ago!"

He clasped his waist with a slam, "I want to go back and ask this Liu Qing to see what he has hidden!"

Bo Ruoyou said: "Catcher, can these corpses be sent back to the city? I want to use the method of steaming bones to examine them carefully."

Wu Xiang hurriedly said, "Of course! Now this old case is involved, so I should take the evidence back."

It was the second half of the night, and the light of the torches was getting darker and darker. It couldn't last long. The yamen were exhausted. Seeing that it was too late, Wu Xiang left a few people to look at the corpses and lit Hou Yang a few more, "You send Xiao Bo back to the city. When you go back, you're afraid it's going to dawn. You can rest after reporting this to the lord. I'll go to Qianjia Town to find a carriage and horse to take the corpse back."

Hou Yang and his friends took the order, Bo Ruoyou packed the box and went to Qianxi next to him to clean his hands before getting on the carriage and leaving.

I just stood there and felt sleepy all over. Now I sat down and felt extremely tired and tight. Not only did I say that my legs and feet were cold, but I couldn't resist the sleepiness. But at night, Bo Ruoyouduo was a little worried and didn't dare to fall asleep.

Fortunately, the official road outside the capital is vast and the officials outside the city have been well managed in recent years. In addition, Hou Yang and others protected each other, they walked towards the capital without any hesitation. When the first ray of light in the sky broke through the clouds, Bo Ruoyou could already see the majestic city gate tower.

The group of people and horses rushed to the city gate and soon had to let go. After entering the capital, Bo Ruoyou completely calmed down and said goodbye to Hou Yang and the others. When they returned to the yamen, she went to Changshoufang.

Walking on the road, Bo Ruoyou felt heavy eyelids. Not long after, he leaned against the carriage and fell asleep in a daze. Until the carriage stopped slowly, Zhou Liang knocked on the car door again. She woke up suddenly and lifted the curtain and saw that she had arrived home.

Zhou Liang went to call the door, and someone opened it soon. Bo Ruoyou thought it was Aunt Liang, but when he looked up, he was a familiar servant. The servant was from Wu Zhaohou's mansion. Bo Ruoyou was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

The attendant said respectfully: "The marquis is confident that the county magistrate has left the city, so he ordered the villain to wait in the house. If he sees the county magistrate come back safely, he will go back to report—"

Bo Ruoyou suddenly realized and then said, "I'm back, please tell him."

The attendant should have bowed again before leaving. Bo Ruoyou looked at his departure back. Although he had not seen Huo Weilou, he felt particularly worried. He even wiped out a lot of fatigue that had not been asleep all night.

Cheng Yunzhi was probably sleeping uneasy. Before the sky was dawn, he got up when he heard the movement outside. Seeing Bo Ruoyou coming back with half of his body of dust, he felt quite distressed and asked Aunt Liang to bring her soup.

Bo Ruoyou was indeed hungry and took some soup to take a shower and rest. Aunt Liang came to serve her and wiped her hair while saying, "There were many people coming yesterday. The master and wife of the Lin family came, and the master and wife of the second house also came together. The girl has become the county lord and has given marriage. What's the difference?"

Bo Ruoyou was leaning against the edge of the bathtub and was dozing off. She only heard half of her words. She responded vaguely, wiped her body dry and lay down on the couch. Aunt Liang went out quietly and closed the door again.

Bo Ruoyou was extremely tired and slept very deeply. When she woke up, the sun was hanging high outside the window and the bright light was bright. She calmed down and then got up to change her clothes. As soon as she sat in front of the dressing table, she suddenly heard something outside. She was suspicious in her heart, got up and walked towards the door, and opened the door. Bo Ruoyou saw a figure that should not have appeared in her yard.

Huo Weilou stood in her yard, looking at the orchids planted in the corridor. Aunt Liang stood beside Huo Weilou, and told him nervously how these flowers and plants were treated when they were thin and quiet. When they heard the sound of the door opening, the two looked over together.

Seeing that Bo Ruoyou woke up, Liang Aunt Ru received a general amnesty, "Miss, the marquis has been here for a while. The master went to Lin's house to visit Mrs. Lin, but I'm afraid he will come back later."

Bo Ruoyou ordered Liang Aunt to step down, and Huo Weilou walked towards her, "Are you awake?"

Bo Ruoyou's hair was still scattered, and her sleepiness on her face had not yet dissipated. She looked at Huo Weilou with some surprise, "Why is the Marquis coming?"

Huo Weilou stood at the door, "I heard that there is another big case in the yamen. I'll ask what kind of case Bo Junzhuo is."

There was a smile in his eyes. Bo Ruoyou just thought he was just finding an excuse and pulled his lips to let him into the house. This was the first time he came to her boudoir in the new house. Although it was a little wider than the old house, it was still elegant and neat. When he turned around, he saw Bo Ruoyou tie his hair in front of the dressing table.

Her slender knuckles were covered with black hair like silk, and her waist was graceful and soft. The warm sun in early winter poured in from the window frame, highlighting her beautiful and beautiful side face. He was moved for a moment and couldn't bear to make a sound to break the scene like this painting.

Bo Ruoyou quickly packed up and stopped, turned around and met his gaze. His heartbeat suddenly. Huo Weilou came forward at this time, "Go for dinner, I will go to the yamen with you later. Your Majesty will find out about Zhao Yue. Today, Your Majesty will send someone to ask."

Bo Ruoyou was surprised, "Mr. Marquis really wants to ask about the case?"

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that good?"

Of course, Bo Ruoyou nodded and went to the main hall for lunch and left Huo Weilou.
To be continued...