Pastoral peasant girls all over the world

Chapter 930
The speculation in everyone's mind directly caused the hunters to panic, and they all walked towards Lizheng.

"Lizheng, I didn't do this. My ancestral hunting knife is still at home."

"Lizheng, it's not me, I didn't go to Luoyawan that day."

For a while, everyone either started to avoid suspicion or produced evidence to prove that they were not the murderer of Mu Dadong.

When Mrs. Liu was crying, Wu Zuo took the hunting knife from Mu Dadong, wrapped it in a white cloth, and was about to let the yamen servant present it to the county magistrate.

The hunting knife is already rusted, but the traces on it can still be seen. There is a word engraved on the mottled handle, but because there are too many rusts, it can't be seen for a while.

Lizheng, Meng Qingshan, and the master all picked it up and studied it for a while. The place where the word was probably just soaked in blood, so it was more rusty.

Thinking of finding out what the word is, you still need to find a way, but the result that can be drawn is that the hunting knife is not something in the village.

The iron tools in the village were all made by Blacksmith Wang, who was illiterate, so he couldn't make hunting knives like this.

The hunters in the village breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the suspicions were gone, and looked at Lizheng gratefully. He was the one who cleared their innocence.

But Meng Qingshan was noncommittal, the villagers couldn't handle such hunting knives, so if they bought them outside, they would be suspicious too.

The hunters in the village were almost on their knees. They had just gotten rid of the suspicion, but now they got burned again, and they became anxious again for a while.

"Look, the hunting knife looks like the craftsmanship of Zhao Zhuang in the downstream village. Isn't he used to making a crescent moon on the iron tools in his village?"

A hunter who was as old as Mu Laosan came to the conclusion after looking at the hunting knife for a long time.

"You're right, all the hunters in the downstream village are holding such hunting knives."

"That's right, it wasn't someone from our village who did it."

"Let me just say that they are not from our village. No matter what, they are from the same village. Who would dare to be so wicked?"

Knowing that the hunting knife did not belong to Yuluo Village, everyone began to turn their targets to the downstream village.

"The Orion in Downstream Village is really wicked, and actually killed Mu Dadong."

"Lizheng, magistrate, you must severely punish the people in the downstream village."

"That's right, don't let him go, he's been at ease for so many years, you can't let him go."

Mu Sixi and the others never thought that the hunting knife would be made by someone from the downstream village.

The downstream village is so big, and I didn't know who went to the mountain in the downstream village, so it might not be so easy.

Suddenly, Mu Sixi seemed to have thought of something, and turned his gaze to Zhao Cheng who was dragged by Lu Liu and flew over with lightness kung fu.

Isn't he from the lower reaches of the village, and he is also a hunter. The first time Mu Sixi went up the mountain, he saw him hunting and shared a wild boar with him.

Mu Sixi looked at Zhao Cheng with sharp eyes. The latter's hair was all wet with sweat, and his whole body was still shaking, but he was sitting on a stone stool, so he couldn't tell unless he looked carefully.

Mu Sixi suddenly thought of something, pointed to the hunting knife and said to the county magistrate, "Uncle Meng, wash it with vinegar and see if the character is Zhao or Cheng."

As soon as Mu Sixi finished speaking, everyone looked at her. Chu Lv had already flew to Zhao Cheng's side, kicked Zhao Cheng out, and fell in front of the county magistrate.

(End of this chapter)