"Don't mention it."
The woman expressed her gratitude. "Gongzi, would you like to come to my humble abode and have some water?"
Ji Yunshu replied, "Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need for that. I still have things to do, so I won't disturb you."
"In that case, I won't see you out."
She smiled and nodded at the little girl before turning to leave.
Unexpectedly —
The little girl suddenly grabbed her hand and looked up at her passionately. "Big Brother, don't go. Let's watch the sand rain together."
"Sand rain?"
"Yes, it's a beautiful sand rain." She waved her hand in the air.
The woman hurriedly said, "Gongzi, don't listen to the child's nonsense."
"Mother, I'm not talking nonsense. It's true. That night when I went to the toilet, I really saw sand rain. Big Brother Liang next door also said that he saw it. I'm not lying. You can ask him if you don't believe me."
"Child, why would there be sand in the sky? You must have seen wrongly. "
"I didn't see wrongly. It's true." Xin 'er pointed in the direction of Kongfu Inn. She pouted. "I really saw it. The sand rain came from there. It's beautiful as it floated in the sky."
Huh?
Ji Yunshu followed the direction of Xin 'er's finger and her eyes fell on the window of the room where Jiao Shiniang was killed.
At that time, she also saw sand on the windowsill. Did it have something to do with the 'sand rain' that Xin 'er mentioned?
"Gongzi, don't listen to the child's nonsense. Children always think of nonsense. It will only rain and snow, not sand."
"Yes!" Ji Yunshu smiled. She looked down at Xin 'er and asked, "Did you really see the sand rain?"
"Yes."
"When was it?"
"At midnight." The child couldn't tell the exact time.
Ji Yunshu asked again, "Do you remember which side the moon was on?"
"Overhead."
It was around midnight.
"Did it come from that direction?" Ji Yunshu pointed at Long Fu Inn.
"Yes." Xin 'er nodded.
Ji Yunshu pondered. Sand? Sand on the windowsill? Sand on Jiao Shiniang's body?
What was the meaning of the sand?
Her sudden action and question made the woman immediately put up her guard. She thought to herself, "This person is so gentle, could he be a bad person?" He subconsciously pulled his daughter behind him and said in an unfriendly tone, "Don't worry.
"Young Master, if you don't want to go to my humble abode, then I won't send you off."
An eviction order!
Then, he dragged the little fellow into the house.
"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.
Ji Yunshu didn't pay too much attention to it and continued to stare at the window.
Suddenly, a question popped up in his mind. Did the murderer really take Jiao Shiniang out of the inn and kill her?
But if that wasn't the case, why wasn't there any blood in the house?
How did the murderer do it?
The coachman saw that she was lost in thought and called out, "Lord Ji?"
When she came back to her senses, her thoughts were interrupted!
"Lord Ji, should we leave?"
"Let's go."
She got into the carriage and thought about her conjecture all the way.
That night, she sat in the courtyard, holding the ox ghost mask that she had taken from Jiao Shiniang's face.
The oil paint on the mask reflected the red candlelight, making it look even more terrifying at this moment.
It looked like a lifelike ox's head with a bloodshot face, staring at her with eyes as big as gongs.
Ji Yunshu didn't feel the slightest fear. Instead, she admired it more and more!
Although it was hot in the eighth day of summer, fortunately, there was a wind at night. In ancient times, there wasn't much pollution, so no matter how hot it was, it wouldn't be able to fry an egg.
Several trees were planted in the courtyard for shade. The leaves swayed gently in the wind, making a rustling sound and bringing a bit of coolness to the air.
The little girl leaned against a pillar, standing there for as long as Ji Yunshu stared at the mask.
She yawned again and again.
Her eyelids were fighting!
She leaned her head against the pillar and squinted her eyes.
"Bamboo basket." Ji Yunshu suddenly called out.
The little girl heard her and immediately became spirited. She trotted in front of her and asked, "Miss Ji, what's wrong? Do you need anything? "
Ji Yunshu shook her head. "It's already very late. You should go and rest."
"But …"
"Don't worry about me. You should go and rest first. I'll go back to my room after a while."
Bamboo basket yawned again and covered her mouth with a tired expression. "Then, Miss Ji, I'll go back to my room first. If you have any instructions, just call me."
"En."
After the little girl went back to her room to sleep, Ji Yunshu sat in the courtyard for a while.
Unknowingly, it was already midnight.
She raised her head and looked at the sky. The pure white moonlight fell right on top of her head. It was very round.
"A rain of sand at midnight?" She murmured.
There were too many things she couldn't understand in this case.
The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. She rubbed her temples and reluctantly went back to her room.
The next day, she woke up early and fell into endless distress and contemplation.
At this time, the sun was already high up in the sky.
It was extremely hot!
Bamboo basket came in with a small palm-leaf fan and a bowl of cold cake.
"Miss, it's such a hot day. Have a bowl of cold cake."
The cold cake emitted cold air and turned into a white mist that lingered in the air.
She scooped a spoonful of it and put it in her mouth. The cool feeling washed away the heat on her body.
"Did you go out to buy it early in the morning?"
"No, I bought it yesterday."
"Yesterday? Why is there an ice cellar in the estate? "
Bamboo basket said, "There is no ice cellar in the estate. We refrigerated it ourselves."
Eh?
Ji Yunshu was curious. "How do you refrigerate it without ice?"
"We use sand."
"Sand?" "You take two wooden buckets of different sizes and fill the bottom of the big bucket with sand. Then, you put the small bucket inside. Then, you fill the gap between the two buckets with sand and water. Then, you put the cold cake directly into the small bucket and cover it with a cloth. It's like putting it in an ice cellar.
It's not strange that Teacher doesn't know about it. This kind of thing is done by us servants. "
Bamboo basket explained in a clattering manner.
Ji Yunshu was so shocked that her whole body froze.
"Clang! Dong!"
The spoon loosened and fell into the bowl.
"I understand now!"
She suddenly stood up.
Bamboo basket was startled. "Miss Ji? What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? "
"No, you didn't say anything wrong." She grabbed Bamboo Basket's hand and happily said, "You helped me solve something that I couldn't understand no matter how hard I tried."
"Ah? What is it? "
"When I come back, I'll treat you to cold cake."
"Ah?"
Bamboo basket was stunned.
Ji Yunshu strode out of the door and bumped into Jing Rong.
He asked, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"To the Ministry of Justice for the autopsy."
… …
A quarter of an hour later, Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong arrived at the Ministry of Justice and went straight to the autopsy room.
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