Zuo Qing's index and middle fingers gently scratched the porcelain cup, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

"After I heard the news, I asked that person to go to the Liang family's ancestral grave to have a look. It was raining heavily for days at that time. After the rain washed away, a layer of mud was washed away from the hillside, revealing this white skeleton in the southwest corner. It is still alive today.

, he should be the same age as Ayan." She was feeling sad when something suddenly occurred to her and she hurriedly added, "Oh, it's a girl."

His fingers suddenly stopped, his palms pressed against the porcelain cup, and he slowly picked it up.

The heat filled the air, both of them were silent, and the room suddenly became deathly silent. Until Yansheng said: "Sir, who do you think this white bone belongs to? What does it have to do with Master Liang?" Yansheng said.

The questions continued endlessly, "I found it in the ancestral grave of the Liang family. It must be a member of the Liang family, but why is it in the southwest corner? Isn't this a waste! Oh, by the way, when has the Liang family, except Liang Qiluo, ever had any

Is it possible that heir is not the Liang family?"

Xu Niang looked at the bones carefully, pondered for a moment, and said: "If it is said to be a servant's, it will not be buried in the Liang family's land... Hiss, could it be that Liang Luan killed someone and deliberately hid it in his own cemetery to hide it from the public?

"

The man sitting on the other side of her raised his lips: "You guessed it."

ah?

Xu Niang went to see the bones again, and now she felt more and more that the bones had too much past waiting for them to discover.

Zuo Qing pushed aside the soil covering the bones, picked out a rib, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the scene before the little girl died: the dim sky, the silent hillside, and the burning candle.

ancestral grave... She was beaten by him almost like a demon. She screamed and begged for mercy, but the person in front of her became more excited and crazier... until he tortured her to death.

Zuo Qing opened his eyes and painfully looked at the horrifying wound on the other side of the rib. "This rib has traces of being scratched by a sharp instrument, from right to left, from deep to shallow. The sharp instrument should be a machete or something like that."

Zuo Qing began to study the bones, "Not only the ribs, but also other bones. The same weapon, the same wounds, but the technique was messy, and the wounds were crisscrossed."

When Xu Niang heard what she had discovered, she hurriedly looked over and sighed: "The poor little girl died in such a way. This abominable perpetrator should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!" She suddenly had a flash of inspiration,

"Good guy, it can't really be cut to pieces, can it?"

Zuo Qing put the bone back, then rubbed it back and forth on the corner of Yansheng's clothes, and said, "It should be, otherwise, the bone would not be injured like this."

"How many cuts will it take?" Yansheng asked, holding back his nausea.

Zuo Qing went to dig through the bones, and after a while, he replied: "I guess fifty or sixty cuts... If the murder weapon was a dagger, the wound shouldn't be so deep, but it is indeed a dagger. From this point of view, the murderer kills in two steps. First,

Remove the meat and scrape the bones...yes."

Yansheng felt nauseous after taking a beating. He couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the side room to vomit.

Xu Niang hurriedly wrapped the baggage again, but her face was calm. She just said distressedly: "Poor child, what kind of sin has he done to deserve to be punished! Do you think it is Liang Luan?"
Chapter completed!