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Chapter 593 Copying

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    My thoughts are a little dignified.

    Before walking to the main room, Mao Yuanyang also glanced at the things on the table.

    Feng Zhirong stood up, his eyes were full of surprise, he looked at all of us, and he didn't speak for a while.

    Mao Yuanyang said a few words to Feng Zhirong a little tiredly, basically he wanted to borrow the Feng family's front yard to put the corpse, now things are more troublesome, they won't leave, they want me to be in their sight at all times, now they will contact their family  His disciples or family members come to take the body away and go back to do the funeral.

    Feng Zhirong nodded solemnly, saying that everyone should not feel troublesome. It is also a chance for the Feng family to help everyone. Now he ordered people to prepare the coffin, so that the corpses of these ancestors should not be exposed to the wind and sun.

    Feng Zhirong's words naturally won a lot of goodwill!

    Everyone looked much better. Some people expressed their gratitude, while others nodded secretly.

    When Feng Zhirong was arranging the manpower, he also told me a few simple words. These things were delivered by the merchant in the middle of the night. He said that he was afraid that when I went, he would devote himself to compiling runes and would not hear my call.  Simply send it to me first.

    When he finished speaking, Feng Zhirong also said that he only saw the merchant's text message when he got up early, and only watched things here.

    I nodded, the merchant is very reliable and safe.

    But at this moment, Mao Yuanyang suddenly said: "Where's the copper bowl? Patriarch Feng, those broken bowls that were here before were taken away by your servants?"

    I originally planned to find an opportunity to ask Mao Yuanyang.

    What he said made my heart sink slightly.

    Feng Zhirong frowned slightly, and his expression became puzzled: "Guanzhu Mao, aren't those broken copper bowls by your side?"

    Mao Yuanyang's face became more serious, and he said: "I went to the backyard to have a banquet last night. I just took Master's Maotao Sword. I didn't take the broken bowl." At the same time as he finished speaking, Mao Yuanyang directly looked unkind  Scanned over others.

    The rest of the people also shook their heads, saying that no one had moved.

    Feng Zhirong's face became more serious, and he told Mao Yuanyang to take it easy, and now he also asked if any of his servants had collected these fragments.

    But I thought of the merchant.

    The merchant was here last night.

    He is a craftsman who specializes in making copperware. Could it be that he took the fragment of the bowl away?

    Of course, I didn't say it in front of everyone. Mao Yuanyang's expression was obviously not right. If he knew that he was a merchant, it might be bad for the merchant.

    Without opening my mouth to speak, I first placed the corpse on my back on the ground by the wall.

    As for the others, they also went to put down the corpse, and then started calling to inform the staff.

    I turned around and picked up the mourning stick.

    The copper mourning stick was so heavy that my forearm trembled slightly when I picked it up.

    The white silk covered most of the body of the stick, revealing some runes. Of course, it was impossible to fully see that it was the runes of the Suppression Mantra.

    As for the runes on the Guillotine Knife, they are very obscure. The merchant must have used some engraving methods. In some places, the runes are faintly visible. Even if there is no cover, they cannot be recognized at a glance as the Suppressing God Curse.

    Even if I have drawn the Suppression Mantra many times, I still need to look carefully to distinguish it.

    After putting down the mourning stick, I picked up the ghost knife again.

    This knife is even heavier, several times heavier than the mourning stick, and it is very difficult for me to hold it

    "Patriarch Feng you arrange for Feng Bao and Feng Qu to go for a trip. This ghost knife is delivered to Liu Wensan. Liu Wensan is now in the old street." Taking a deep breath, I spoke to Feng Zhirong.

    Feng Zhirong was surprised, he said: "The merchant said you need it urgently, so why don't you keep it in your own hands?"

    I shook my head in embarrassment. Originally, I planned to use the Guillotine Knife first. I have a mourning stick, a Guillotine Knife, and an imitation compass on me.  But now after taking the mourning stick, the mourning stick is already very heavy, and it is not easy to use.

    Guillotine Ghost Knife is even more serious. It is not convenient for me at all. It is better to give it to Liu Wensan. Liu Wensan will stay in the old house, so I can rest assured.

    Of course, there are a lot of people here, I thought about it clearly, but I didn't say it.

    Jian Jian told Feng Zhirong that Liu Wensan needed it more, and that the knife itself was for him, but Feng Zhirong didn't ask anything else.

    I put the imitation compass in my pocket, tied the mourning stick to my waist, and felt a lot more confident in my heart.

    Although there is only one mourning stick, I can be sure that even the old widower and fool of the Wang familyIf you come before me, you will definitely not be my all-in-one enemy!

    Even if I'm not good at martial arts, there is a saying, one force will drop ten times!  I broke their fate with one stick, how could they resist?

    Also at this moment, my phone buzzed and vibrated.

    After connecting the phone, a slightly unfamiliar, but somewhat familiar male voice came from the other side.

    "Luo Shiliu? Mr. Luo? I'm Shiyu's colleague, Zou Weimin, do you still remember me?"

    Immediately I recalled that at Chai¡¯s house, Zou Weimin helped us a lot in Chai¡¯s house with plain clothes, and when he went to deal with Li Dexian, it was Zou Weimin who led guards outside the village in the city.

    I immediately replied that of course I remembered.

    Zou Weimin's tone was still more respectful, and said: "Shiyu said, you will come to tell us about the situation of the Qi family at dawn. Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up? The murder of dozens of people is difficult for the higher authorities to handle.  , there must be cluesMr. Luo, look"

    I pondered for a moment, and said: "I'll come here now, don't bother to pick me up, I'm at Feng's house right now." Zou Weimin was obviously happy on the phone.

    After hanging up, I said I would leave now.

    Mao Yuanyang looked unnatural, and those Feng Shui masters also changed slightly.

    "Luo Shiliu, wait a minute, we will go together after everyone settles down the corpse of the ancestor." Mao Yuanyang frowned and said.

    I let out a long breath and said: "This murder case does not wait for anyone, and the yangcha also acts according to the rules. Guanzhu Mao, I don't think there will be any accidents in broad daylight. Otherwise, I will go with Uncle Zhang?  Something, let me know right away?"

    Mao Yuanyang's complexion suddenly sank.

    Others did speak in agreement.

    After a stalemate for a few seconds, Mao Yuanyang shook his head and said, "No, then I will go with you."

    Then he turned his head, gave Feng Zhirong a few words of advice, and signaled that I could leave.

    Mao Yuanyang's reaction did not exceed my expectations.

    But I'm not embarrassing him and these Feng Shui masters. It's important to protect me, but the murder case is also the same. It's impossible for Yang Cha to flatter us gods and ghosts. It's business. If we cooperate with them, they will give us back accordingly.  some convenience.

    For example, some cases that they can't solve, involve these unclear things, so they won't get too involved.

    Just because Mao Yuanyang followed me made it impossible for me to call the merchant.

    When I walked out of Feng's house, I sent a message to the merchant, asking if he had taken some fragments of copper bowls from Feng's table.

    Soon, the merchant came back in seconds, saying yes, he took it.

    He saw that the copper bowl was broken, but it was useless. He took a second look, and found that there were very special runes on the bowl, which were carved with a very secret technique, basically invisible to the naked eye, and needed to be specified.  conditions are revealed.

    On a whim, he wanted to take it back and study it, to see if he could get the rune down or repair the copper bowl.

    This amount of information makes my breathing suddenly suffocate!

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