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"Damn it, I didn't expect that this dead girl could find someone exactly like the old ghost. If so, wouldn't I behave as the leader of the village? In this way, that dead girl should know that I was related to the old ghost's disappearance. This, this... is not right! That person pretending to be an old ghost seems to be... the right person! The right person must be like this! Humph!" Standing under a big tree at the foot of the mountain to hide in the shade, Wan Kunlong pouted in his mouth after thinking about it, suddenly his eyes were stunned, as if he had figured out a lot of things in one go.

"Second leader! Should we go back now or report to the joiner that the people we captured were rescued?"

A strong man beside him came over and asked with a slight timid intention, full of fear of Wan Kunlong.

"Go back? Is it because you have water in your head? What can we do when we go back? Could it be that fake Hua Zhenhu? Where is that really? We killed him? You are a pig! Also, don't go there for the time being, as this will not only make no money, but you will also be scolded. It's inappropriate." Wan Kunlong cursed and threw all his anger on the man.

"Yes, yes! The second leader said, then we can't just stay in this ghost place!"

Wan Kunlong scratched the back of his head, pondered for a while, and then attached himself to the big man's ear and whispered: "We will turn back tonight and use the same trick quietly again! I don't believe that they can find a Hua Zhenhu!"

"Okay! It's a clever plan! This is a wise plan! And the second in commander has evidence of absent, so they have nothing to say! Gao, it's really high!" The flattering slapped loudly, but Wan Kunlong seemed to enjoy it very much, and he saw a smile on his face, as if the situation was developing as he wanted.

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Pushing the room open, Zhengyao stepped into the room gently, and his eyes kept scanning and searching the entire room.

"There is a line of footprints at the door leading to the two sides of the north and south aisles. Someone must have passed by here before. The house is dusty and has a strong pungent smell. It has been a long time since no one has lived there. The house is arranged neatly, and there is no sign of fighting. There should have been no conflict. The quilts on the bed are still neatly placed. It seems that Hua Zhenhu either disappeared before he fell asleep or disappeared after he woke up. The books placed on the desk are very neat. It seems that Hua Zhenhu is a person who loves to read. The ink in the inkstone next to him has dried. Hua Zhenhu should have used it before he disappeared. Hey? This is..."

As he looked, Zhengyao found a piece of white paper the size of A3 paper on the desk, and wrote a word a little to the left. No, it should be just the head of the word "英", which means that a certain word has not been written yet. Looking at the table, you can see a few lines in a blur.

No, not only on the table, on the stool, but also on the floor.

Zhengyao seemed to have thought of something, and immediately wiped off the table, stool and dust on the ground with his hands. At this time, a clear outline appeared in front of everyone!

A group of patterns formed in the places on the table with patterns and dust. When you look closely, you should have an oval pattern with arms and a head-large head directly along the edge of the table. On the stool are two large irregular circular patterns and two thigh-like contours to the edge of the stool; and on the ground are two patterns like footprints...

"this…"

Not only Zhengyao, but also King Jing and Ning An and others on the side were shocked by this scene. How could such a pattern suddenly appear? This is clearly the posture of a person sitting on the stool, lying on the table to sleep! If so? Then what can cause such clear patterns? Even if a person sits like this in the same position for many years, no matter how much sweat it takes, it is impossible to cause such a pattern.

Thinking of this, Hua Qingyue was a little afraid to think about it. She was already sure that the person outlined in front of her was her father. Perhaps she had begun to worry that her father had encountered an unexpected situation.

"So that's it, so that's it! It turns out that the smell of this thing smells so bad. What do I think it is!" At this time, Zhang Cheng kept sniffing his nose like a dog, buried his head and got under the bench, and suddenly shouted out loudly as if he had discovered a new world.

Zhang Cheng's shouting immediately attracted everyone's attention. Yuan Haiyun also came over without caring about it. After all, in Yuan Haiyun's opinion, Zhang Cheng was always fussing, but when he buried his head, he saw that his eyes were as if something was stunned and motionless.

Zhengyao and others didn't know what the two of them were doing, so they buried their heads on the ground, so they also wanted to follow them.

"Don't come over, be careful!"

Suddenly, when everyone heard Yuan Haiyun's shout, they were a little at a loss.

"Brother Liu, let's borrow your paper fan for use." Yuan Haiyun turned around and said to Liu Yan.

Liu Yan and others didn't know what Yuan Haiyun was going to do, but they still handed the paper fan over.

Yuan Haiyun gently poked the stool with a paper fan, leaving an unknown white powdery object on the paper fan, then stood up and said to Zhang Cheng: "Zhang Cheng, you guy has never touched this thing!"

"I don't feel in the mood to touch such an unpleasant thing!" Seeing Yuan Haiyun move the unpleasant white powder to him again, Zhang Cheng immediately took two steps back.

"Haiyun, what is this and why are you so nervous?" Zhengyao was also curious about the inconspicuous and very disgusting white powder. Maybe this is the key!

Yuan Haiyun shook his head, and then said in a tone of serious trouble: "This thing is corpse-transforming powder, produced in the Mongolian generation. When Altan led the uprising and unified Mongolia, he successfully used this corpse-transforming powder to make those who opposed him disappear. This powder is very rare in the world. As long as there are any wounds or scars on the body, as long as it is stained with this powder, it can turn into a pool of blood, and the whole person can also disappear here."

"What? Is there such a terrifying thing?" Ning An couldn't help but scream. This was too horrible and really unimaginable.

"You mean that if a person with wounds or scars is stained, the powder will turn into blood. Why do you tell us not to come over?" Xiaoxi is a person who has practiced martial arts and grew up in the palace. Naturally, he is not afraid of heaven or earth. What kind of powder of corpse transformation seems to be too alarmist.

Yuan Haiyun smiled and said, "Xiao Xi is right. It's nothing that a normal and complete person can take up, but a person will inevitably be injured. If you accidentally get it, it will be too late to regret it. However, as long as the wound is not too big, as long as it is treated in time, it will not be fatal."

After Yuan Haiyun said this, Zhengyao seemed to finally understand. So he immediately turned to Hua Qingyue and asked, "Have your father ever been injured? If he had, who knows?"

When Hua Qingyue saw Zhengyao's question, there must be a reason. After pondering for a while, she said, "Yes! Three years ago, my father was scratched by a tiger while hunting, and there was a scar about five inches on his back. Everyone in this village knows why Brother Li asked this?"

"Then are there often people passing by the aisle between the two hatchbacks in the north and south?" Zhengyao did not directly answer Hua Qingyue, but changed his question.

"Generally speaking, the second uncle Wan Kunlong will only walk the aisle when he discusses with his father. Most people will not pass by here. After all, they have to disturb his father's rest."

"Oh, if that's the case, then your father is dead, and I can be sure that it was done by Wan Kunlong. Look at the unwritten words, outline patterns, corpse-dissolving powder, the scars that everyone knows about, and the aisle that few people walk on, are enough to prove that your father is likely to have encountered an unexpected situation. The unwritten words, with fu as the head, are likely to be written by Wan Kunlong's Wan (the traditional ten words are written like this: Wan), the outline is very clear, it should be a person sitting on a bench and sleeping on the table, the remaining corpse-dissolving powder. Your father will definitely not use this kind of low-level poison, it must have been brought in by someone deliberately. In the end, the scar on your father's body, since everyone knows it, it is not surprising that Wan Kunlong knows it, and the most important thing is that I saw a line of footprints in the aisle. Since few people walk, it must be left by Wan Kunlong.

"Combining the above points, it is fully proved that Wan Kunlong is likely to sprinkle the corpse-transformed powder on his back while your father was not sleeping in the bedroom. Before his death, his father wanted to write Wan Kunlong's name, but he was unable to write the word "grass". Perhaps because Wan Kunlong was illiterate, he left in a hurry and left footprints. As long as he compared it with his shoes, he should know if it was his doing."

Zhengyao's thinking is very quick, his mind is very clear, and the analysis regulations are clear. Everyone on the side nodded repeatedly to express their agreement with Zhengyao's statement.

Ning An once again looked at Zhengyao with surprise eyes, as if the Zhengyao, who was different from usual, appeared again.
Chapter completed!