Someone died!
The moment Zhang Daqi appeared, Sha Si looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face was full of fear and his body was tightly huddled in the corner.
His whole body trembled.
"Uh … uh …"
His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.
Rainwater and sweat mixed together and stuck to his face.
Others may not have noticed this scene, but for Ji Yunshu and Wen Shisan, these two observant people, they happened to see Sha Si's abnormal reaction.
Why was Sha Si so afraid when he saw Zhang Daqi?
Could it be that he was often bullied by him?
That's not right!
Zhang Daqi was not only a filial son, he was also an honest person.
Why would he bully a fool?
After a long time without a reply, the two of them looked at each other.
Wen Shisan gave her a meaningful smile.
Ji Yunshu glared at him fiercely.
Look away!
Jing Rong noticed her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
She shook her head.
"Nothing."
Jing Rong did not ask further, but he coldly looked in Wen Shisan's direction before looking outside.
"The rain is getting heavier and the sky is getting darker. It seems like we can only stay here for the night."
Ji Yunshu replied, "Anything is fine, but I will have to condescend to be your Highness."
Jing Rong smiled.
Jing Rong replied, "This Prince has traveled all over the world. Where have I been to? Where have I not slept? I even slept in the memorial hall, why would I be afraid of staying here for the night? "
He asked rhetorically.
The memorial hall joke seemed to have become a knot in his heart.
He would never forget that Ji Yunshu left him in the memorial hall for the night.
Ji Yunshu lowered her eyes and smiled helplessly.
She really did not know how to respond to this joke.
She simply changed the topic, "I really hope the rain will stop tomorrow morning, so that we can go to the ruined temple and look for more clues."
"This Prince believes that even if the rain washes away the clues, you will definitely find the evidence."
"You trust me that much?"
"Only you."
Words of love came at any moment.
Ji Yunshu stared at his gaze and nodded lightly in response.
"Boom boom boom, rumble …"
It thundered.
"Crack!"
Lightning.
The bolt of lightning had struck a large tree outside.
The originally dense tree was split into two halves. Half of it fell down and smashed onto the ground.
Another bolt of lightning followed.
"Crack!"
It almost lit up the sky outside.
Everyone in the room sighed.
All of them shrank back in fear.
Among them, someone was whispering.
"Is the sky going to collapse? If this continues, what are we going to do? "
"Looks like there won't be any harvest this year."
"My house has been flooded. Everything inside is gone, gone …"
"Your house is gone, and so are the pigs I raised. They were washed away by the flood. I don't know where they are now."
"I really hope that the imperial court can save us."
…
He heaved a deep sigh!
He complained incessantly!
"Crack!"
"Rumble, rumble, rumble …"
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in.
The wind howled.
After blowing out the two lanterns outside, he also blew out all the candles in the room.
In an instant, there was a dense mass of darkness!
"Ah!"
The people in the room panicked. They scrambled around in panic.
Something was blown to the ground by the wind, making a pitter-patter sound.
"Everyone, don't panic," Village Chief Zhang shouted.
No one listened. They continued to squeeze around, flipping over several tables.
The moment the candles were extinguished, Jing Rong held Ji Yunshu's hand tightly.
"Don't worry," he said softly.
'This prince is here.'
She knew.
Then, she opened her eyes. There was only a flash of shadow in front of her. She couldn't see anything clearly.
Suddenly —
A flash of light flashed in front of her eyes, fleeting.
She thought that it was lightning, but it wasn't. It was more like a reflection of something. She instinctively closed her eyes, just like when she was hit by a flash of light outside.
A short while later.
The gust of wind finally blew out of the ancestral hall.
Someone took out a match and lit the candles.
The faint light spread out bit by bit, like the light of Buddha, slowly calming the panicked and frightened hearts of the people.
Then, the second, the third … all lit up. The ancestral hall was brightly lit once more.
But —
The villagers were running around like headless flies, making a mess everywhere.
Collapsed tables.
Broken chairs.
Shoes that were squeezed out.
And people who fell to the ground.
And … a dead man.
Yes, a dead man.
"Ah!"
Someone screamed, his eyes full of horror. He covered his mouth with one hand and pointed at the corner of the wall with the other.
"D-someone's dead."
The man retreated several steps back.
The crowd followed his line of sight and saw a dead man sitting paralyzed in the corner. His head was tilted to one side, and blood flowed out of his orifices.
The dead man was none other than Sha Si!
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.
Ji Yunshu abruptly stood up in disbelief and quickly rushed forward.
Wen Shisan also wanted to go, but Jing Yi pulled him back and reminded him in a low voice, "The most important thing for you now is to help this prince solve the Dried Well Case. Leave this kind of thing to those nosy people."
"Your Highness …"
"Don't say anymore. Just remember what I said."
He was very intimidating!
In fact, Wen Shisan didn't want to get involved, but since Ji Yunshu was involved, he wanted to get involved.
To put it bluntly, he wanted to compete with her and compete with her.
But Jing Yi stopped him, so he could only give up.
'Be a good boy and be a bystander.'
Ji Yunshu stood in front of Sha Si for a long time before she managed to calm herself down. She slowly squatted down and used her naked eyes to examine his body. Then, she took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around her palm. She lifted Sha Si's chin and pushed aside his messy hair.
He was bleeding from his orifices!
Jing Rong came over and asked, "He was fine just now. How did he die? Do you know the cause of death? "
Ji Yunshu said, "Under normal circumstances, bleeding from the orifices is caused by internal bleeding or a fracture of the base of the skull, which is commonly known as intracranial hemorrhage. As the saying goes, the seven orifices are connected to each other, and each is connected to the lifeline. That's why this happens before death."
Although Jing Rong didn't understand the technical terms, he still understood a little.
"Then what about him?"
"I'll have to take a look first."
Ji Yunshu put Sha Si on the ground and tore off his tattered clothes in front of everyone.
His skinny chest and abdomen didn't have any traces of being beaten. They were all bloody scratches.
She used her hand to press his chest and abdomen a few times.
Finally, she confirmed the result. "It's not internal bleeding."
"How do you know?"
"If it was internal bleeding, he should have bled from his mouth when I pressed his chest and abdomen."
Oh!
That's a lot of knowledge.
She said, "Therefore, it should be intracranial hemorrhage."
As she spoke, she examined Sha Si's head. From the surface, it didn't seem to have been hit or smashed.
Internal injury?
She carefully brushed aside Sha Si's messy, smelly hair.
Her eyes narrowed.
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