Gao Zhu was stunned. He opened his mouth, but could not find a single word to say.

The surrounding villagers immediately distanced themselves from him, looking at him as if they were looking at a murderer.

Gao Zhu hurriedly said, "I, I, I felt as if someone had come to my house, but I wasn't sure if it was him … How could I possibly give my dog such a good thing to eat? After asking for a while and getting no response, I decided to ignore it, but in my heart, I felt that whoever could casually throw meat buns at a dog must be someone worthy of money. I, I, I only know of one locust … I think he might have come back. I really, really don't know. "

"No, no, no, no."

Everyone shook their heads and retreated.

Xiaoli had to say this: "The time of death of the deceased was not more than eight hours, which is why he was killed when he arrived at Eunuch. The deceased was naked, but his hair was perfectly intact, his bun was a half comb, unlike the good people, the merchants and officials would usually only use half a comb to comb their hair, thus I was able to determine his value, he is at least a merchant, but his stomach is a mixture of grass stalks and coarse rice."

As the little guy spoke, he found a tree branch and pulled out a sticky substance from the abdomen that was split open and passed it to the others.

Everyone retreated once more, some even covering their breathing.

Xiaoli said: "Smell it, you can still smell the dry soil smell."

Everyone waved their hands.

Xiaoli then said: "Although it is difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye, but the last meal the deceased ate was obviously too rough for him, he even fooled and swallowed the food that was not cooked."

At this point, the little guy put down the branch again, walked to the corpse's feet, and lifted his right foot.

In order to prevent others from getting too uncomfortable, Xiaoli did not lift up the legs of the corpse completely. Instead, he moved it up a little, and indicated to them: "His shoes are completely undamaged, from the quality of the shoes, it can be seen that he is indeed a person with economic abilities. The shoes are made of silk, but the size of the shoes are not suitable for him."

With that, Xiaoli turned to Gao Zhu, staring at his feet in particular. "But it's extremely suitable for your feet."

Gao Zhu quickly said, "This … this shoe is mine, it's, it's …"

"What is it? Tell me." Someone urged.

Gao Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "This was sent over by Gao Huai during the new year. He said that it was … But I secretly hate him for going in and out of the brothel. The silver he earned is dirty and he never wore it. It's in the box under the bed. "

Xiaoli nodded her head: "That's why I think the two of you have seen it recently. It is worn and shallow, and is indeed a new shoe, but you said that you have not seen it before, if he did not steal it from you, and took it away, it would be alright."

"But why did he change his shoes?" Some people were puzzled.

Xiaoli once again raised Gao Huai's left foot, and pointed at the bruises on his ankle, and then pointed to the obvious scar on the back of his foot: "He lost his left shoe. Perhaps it was his sprained foot, or something else that caused him to run and lose his shoes, but afterwards, when he was walking on the mountain without his left foot, the back of his foot was scratched. Helplessly, he thought of his brother's house nearby and went to change his shoes. "

In the past, he had been a slave, but later on, he had done many illegal acts and did many human affairs. He had already become a rich man, so of course, he could not wear Gao Zhu's tattered grass shoes, so when he went to change his shoes at Gao Zhu's house, he took away the silk shoes that he had given to Gao Zhu.

The matter of the shoes had been explained. What about others, such as why Takasu had come to this mountain, and why he had been killed?

"Who did he offend!"

Gao Zhu cried out in grief.

He was, after all, his own little brother. Although their relationship wasn't good, they were connected by blood.

Now that things had turned out like this, he couldn't bear to do anything about it.

"The fatal wound is here." Xiaoli pointed to the head of the locust.

The crowd did not see it clearly and moved forward a little. As soon as they got closer, they immediately saw clearly what was happening with the black locust that was split into two halves.

The visual impact was too intense, causing everyone's legs to go limp.

Xiaoli dug open the locust's hair, and from behind the half-combed hair, she dug out a bloody wound, "He died because he was pierced through by a sharp blade behind his back."

Everyone's hearts jumped. Just thinking about that scene caused them to feel pain in the back of their heads.

"That's good." Xiaoli sighed, "After all, he was only split apart after his death. If you want to chop a person into two so cleanly, not only will you need a strong arm strength, but you also need to ensure that the dead do not struggle because of the pain, and that the dead do not struggle because of pain.

With the preliminary results of the autopsy, Xiaoli thought about the eighteen levels of hell that her mother had mentioned before.

After hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "Does everyone know that there are matters of the 18th level of hell?"

With this said, everyone was stunned.

After a while, everyone had a look of shock on their faces.

Xiaoli's eyes were sharp, she immediately knew that there was a secret behind it, and asked: "Does anyone know?"

The Four Seasons Village's villagers waved their hands with pale faces and said while biting their lips, "I don't know, I don't know. I've never heard of any hell or the eighteenth floor."

The villagers of Third Village and Black Water Village were silent. Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.

Xiaoli could not help but look at Chen Tai.

Chen Tai obviously wasn't willing to say it, but in the end, he said, "It's already been ten years. There's nothing more to say. Besides, the yamen sentenced themselves to death when Hong Lian died, so what's the point of being unlucky!"

Someone quickly stopped him, "Village Chief, don't speak nonsense. About the red powder … "It's better not to mention it again."

Xiaoli suspiciously looked at the crowd as if they were playing a fool. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Seeing Gao Huai's corpse, I only thought of the words saber sawing hell, because it really is too similar, and the Blade Saw Hell, was something my mother told me before. She said that hell has a total of eighteen levels, and this eighteenth level, is the Blade Saw Hell, I was originally just guessing randomly, but when my thoughts were guided to the eighteen levels of hell, I thought of Second Young Master Sun, but I don't remember in the legends of hell, was there a layer of death like that.

"Stone Crush Hell!" Suddenly, Gao Zhu said nervously.

When he finished speaking, he froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head and staggered backward.

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