Bo Ruoyou didn't say anything yet, but leaned over and fiddled with a few bones and checked them. Soon, she straightened up and said, "This deceased... was placed in the statue of the Golden Body Venerable after being dismembered."

Eunuch Fu stood in front of the statue of the Golden Body Venerable. When he heard this, he subconsciously took two steps to the side, as if there were still corpses hidden in it. Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly dark, "Has he been dismembered?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Mr. Hou is good at martial arts. I want to see that there is no obvious broken mouth in this human bone. This is because the murderer is very versatile in human veins and joints, just like the leg bone here. When the murderer dismembers the body, he does not cut off the shin bones roughly, but starts from the joints. It is not that effort, and after it becomes a white bone, it makes people seem to die naturally."

As if he was afraid that this statement would not be vivid enough, Bo Ruoyou said again: "It's like a butcher picking his bones and cutting his flesh, he can always find the most accurate place to cut his knife."

Although this metaphor is a bit terrifying, it is easy to understand. If the deceased is really Master Jingkong, who can treat a Buddhist monk like this?

The murderer's cruel technique made Huo Weilou's eyes cold, "Can the identity of the deceased be determined by just relying on bone verification?"

Just looking at this bone, no one can start, but Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou with a deep look, as if he was expecting something. The next moment, Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it just takes some time."

What if there was a case ten years ago, what if there was a little more time?

Huo Weilou's eyes showed satisfaction, "You can do it."

Bo Ruoyou responded and asked the embroidered emblem to help her move the corpse out and place it neatly on the long table, and then began to examine the bones. Seeing that she was focused, Huo Weilou slowly walked out. At this time, the embroidered emblem and two younger monks arrived.

These two people are the disciples of Master Jingkong, Lefan and Lejue.

Huo Weilou came to the right wing here to summon two people.

"Who is Lefan?"

When Huo Weilou asked, a younger monk came forward and said, "The little monk is Lefan."

Li Fan looked less than thirty years old, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, but his expression was very serious. Huo Weilou asked, "Did you say that the skeleton is your master?"

Lefan said in a deep voice: "It was said by the little monk, the marquis and the master of the family disappeared strangely back then. At that time, the monk felt strange, but later he found nothing, so he had to give up. Over the years, the monk has been waiting because the master said that practicing Buddhism in this life must be practiced until the day of his true body passed away. Moreover, the master comes from the Famen Temple, and he will never leave the Famen Temple to practice elsewhere in this life."

Huo Weilou looked at him, "Your master is obsessed with Buddhism. There are also relics missing with your master. It is said that your master is eager to practice Buddhism, so he stole the relics."

"This is a nonsense." Lefan's voice was excited: "Everything is gone, and he has compassion. Master has achieved great success in practicing Buddhism. Even if he is obsessed with Buddhism, he still practices great compassion and wisdom. The relics are the spiritual bones of the Buddha and are most respected by our Buddhist disciples. How dare you take them for yourself?"

"The Master once said that if he is rare to achieve great success in this life, he will enter Buddhism again in the next life. As stated in the "Sutra of the Original Vows and Merits of Medicine Buddha, the only wish that the body is as bright as glass, clear inside and outside, pure and filthy, and bright. He has taken the responsibility of cultivating Buddha for his life, and greed as false thoughts, which is to destroy the thought of practicing cultivation. How could Master do this..."

Lefan's words were sincere and his voice was high, making Bo Ruoyou, who was separated by a wall, hear this sad and angry speech. Her hands slowed down, but she took advantage of the skylight outside to check the human bones in her hands more carefully.

She was extremely focused and felt that the sounds of the next door were rising and falling. At some point, there were also people in the yard. She had no extra thoughts to pay attention, but the next moment, the light at the door was suddenly blocked.

This forced her to raise her head.

There were two strangers at the door, one with a red shirt and ink hair, and a handsome face. Especially the phoenix eyes, which were quite similar to Huo Weilou. The other with a white shirt and a light eyes were sitting, but Bo Ruoyou's eyes were sure, and it was obvious that it was a clever seat with two wheels.

Just as she was a little surprised, she heard the man in red sigh exaggeratedly, "It's amazing! My brother has secretly found such a little beauty for himself..."
Chapter completed!