"The female nun who was practicing on behalf of the people has not been discovered for many days?" Bo Ruoyou asked suspiciously.

Wu Xiang nodded, "Yes, not only that, the deceased died in a house with locked doors and windows. Because there was no movement for several days, other nuns in the nun in the nun opened the door and then saw that she was already dead."

"The nun in the nun came to report to the official. I took the people out of the city to see it. The body was decayed, but the cause of death was trauma. No other clues were found on the scene. Then I asked you to have a autopsy."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, waited for Zhou Liang to bring the box, and then explained to Cheng Yunzhi and got on the carriage and went out of the city.

On the way, Bo Ruoyou knew that the temple was called Shuiyue Temple, which was located east of Luoshui in the south of the city for many years. Because there were many Buddhist temples and Taoist temples such as Xiangguo Temple were everywhere, the incense was not prosperous, and on weekdays, it relied on wealthy families in the city to help.

Bo Ruoyou knew it in his heart. When the carriage left the city gate and turned east, he followed the path to the southeast of Tingshan outside the city. Tingshan is a continuous low hill on the left bank of Luoshui. There are many garden pavilions and places to enjoy the entertainment. Shuiyue Temple is located in the valley to the west with ordinary scenery.

In early autumn, the mountain wind was a little cool, the green mountains were lush, and half-yellow wormwood was like waves. When the carriage passed by, the birds were flying. As soon as the carriage arrived at Shuiyue Temple, the gate of the temple was open, and two yamen were guarding the door, and two girls in crow-green robes were waiting with pale faces.

Seeing Wu Xiang and Bo Ruoyou come, the yamen servants greeted him first. Wu Xiang walked in front and asked, "What's going on? Someone is here at home."

The Yamachao shook his head, "Not yet, the people from the temple have not come back."

Wu Xiang frowned and looked back at Bo Ruoyou, "Examine the autopsy first."

Bo Ruoyou followed behind and looked at the temple secretly at the beginning of entering the door. The temple was indeed a bit desolate. There were several Buddhist temples with Buddha statues in front, and the next one was the meditation room of the nuns. There were two small courtyards behind the meditation room. This time the deceased died in this small courtyard.

The person guarding the gate of the courtyard was Hou Yang, and there was an old nun next to her. She looked over fifty years old. At this moment, she was holding a string of Buddhist beads and chanting the scriptures in a low voice. When she saw Wu Xiang and Bo Ruoyou coming over, her expression was just right.

Wu Xiang pointed to the room in the yard, "The deceased is inside."

There are three upper rooms in this courtyard, and there are left and right wings. There are some green bamboos planted in one corner of the atrium, but the wall of the courtyard is not high. Bo Ruoyou feels that if there is a footsteps, she can even climb in and out.

She followed Wu Xiang and just walked to the door of the room, she smelled the stinking corpse inside the room, frowned slightly, and saw the broken door bolt on the ground with a glance.

Wu Xiang took her to the right wing room, "The body is inside. This room is different from the ordinary Zen room. The left wing room is a warm pavilion, and this is a bedroom. The body is on the bed, but there is an external injury on the forehead. We have not moved the body yet."

As soon as he entered the door, Bo Ruoyou saw the corpse on the bed at a glance.

This place was originally a temple, but the decoration in this room did not have the harsh meaning of the ancient Buddha in the green lamp. It also had all the furniture, beautiful bed tents, and screen ornaments, which looked like an ordinary woman's boudoir.

The room was smelly. Bo Ruoyou took out a silk squid and tied it to his face, put on his hands, and then walked towards the bed.

Now in late summer and early autumn, if the weather is clear, there is still a little heat, so the corpse will rot very quickly. After walking a little closer, Bo Ruoyou saw the magnates attached to the surface of the corpse. Because the forehead was seriously injured, blood was covered with the forehead. At this moment, the maggots were wriggling in the wounds, eye sockets, and mouth and nose of the corpse. Wu Xiang, who looked directly next to him, felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

Bo Ruoyou turned around and took a Suhexiang pill in his mouth, and lit the foul fragrance in a corner of the house. When the faint smoke rose, Bo Ruoyou ordered Hou Yang to help fetch water, and then went closer to check the body.

Because the ** was too fast, the facial features of the corpse had become somewhat deformed, but it could still be seen that it was a young woman. She was wearing a robe that was the same as the girl outside, and her shoes were still lying on the bed, and her hands were hanging on her side casually. At this moment, the skin on her hands was shriveled into a layer of skin, and the scars were covered. Thin Ruoyou had not moved the corpse, so she went to look at the bed tent first.

Although the bed tent was a bit old, it was not like the original object of the temple. The brocade quilt under the deceased was also embroidered with complex patterns. Bo Ruoyou could see a small piece of white fly egg sticking to it. She looked carefully and felt that there were traces of the brocade quilt under her. Soon, she asked Wu Xiang to help and moved the body to the ground for easy inspection.

The corpse was washed away with clean water and the corpse returned to its original appearance. Bo Ruoyou carefully took off the robes on the body, and her eyebrows became even more frowning. The abdomen of the corpse was swollen, and the thighs were already swollen. The lower body was covered with corpse green and fly eggs. The purple branched blood was distributed under the chest abdomen and thigh flesh, which looked particularly terrifying.

"This nun shouldn't be a nunner, right? She has been dead for at least seven days, so why did she report to the official today?"

Bo Ruoyou asked while leaning into the autopsy. Wu Xiang said, "That's true. Master Jinghui outside said that this girl was sent here half a year ago. In addition to offering incense and occasionally preaching to wealthy families, their nunnery also has another use, that is, some families will send the woman who made mistakes in their homes here to make them reflect on themselves. The girl sent her for a mistake. It has been half a year since she was a very strange person. She is also a bit crazy. She can speak kindly when she is good on weekdays, but once she is unhappy, she will behave like crazy."

"Or, you can lock yourself in the room, don't eat or drink, and go on a hunger strike, wanting your family to pick her up. In this situation, the temple will send someone to the capital to ask. If you are willing to pick her up, you will pick her up. If you are unwilling, you will make trouble. Master Jinghui said that it is not the first time this girl has locked her up, and she has not gone out for ten days."

"Then what she eats and drinks," Bo Ruoyou asked while examining the head wound of the deceased.

"There is a rear window in the left wing room. It has a size that allows the dishes to enter and exit. Someone brings food every day. I went to see it just now. There were a lot of steamed buns and food piled up in the window, but no one has moved it for many days."

Bo Ruoyou looked up at Wu Xiang, and seemed to feel strange, "They don't feel strange if they haven't moved for many days?"

Wu Xiang's eyes were also dark, "It was said that she was used to making trouble. In the past few days, she was very busy helping several families in the city to do rituals. She had no time to care about her for a while. Until today, it was already seven days since she had not seen anyone, so she bumped into the door and came in."

Bo Ruoyou didn't say anything anymore and continued to explore the wounds on the deceased.

The muscle bones are the muscle bones of young people. In addition to the forehead injuries, there are some old scars on their bodies, but they are not new injuries today. Bo Ruoyou finished looking carefully, and after a little thought, he looked at the bed.

There was also a lot of blood stain between the threads of the deceased, and a lot of blood was found on the pillow she had just pillowed. She picked up the pillow and looked at it, frowned, "The deceased should be around 18 to 19 years old. It was initially suspected that it was because of excessive blood loss on the forehead. She looked weak and thin. The injury was already severe. If treatment was just timely, it would be normal to lose so much blood. It was just that the cause of death was determined and the examination was needed."

This is not an unknown corpse, Wu Xiang said, "Then you have to wait a moment and wait for her family to come first."

Bo Ruoyou was not in a hurry. She cleaned her hands and took out paper and pen to record what she had just obtained. Then she couldn't help but go to the left wing room. As soon as she entered the left wing room, she saw that it was arranged into a study room with a complete set of writings. In addition to Buddhist scriptures, there were more ordinary books. She casually flipped through two books on the table and unexpectedly found that the deceased's handwriting was very beautiful.

Wu Xiang was too questioning to Hou Yang outside, and after a while, he entered the door, frowned and looked unhappy, "This girl is actually the daughter of the Liu family in Pingkangfang."

Bo Ruoyou was puzzled, "Liu family?"

Wu Xiang nodded, "The Liu family used to be a lord and was named Zhongyong. After the death of the previous generation of old men, their inherited titles of five generations ended. Even so, they were both rich and noble families. This girl is the seventh lady in their house. She is so good. Why did she suffer such pain when she came here?"

After hearing this, Bo Ruoyou's brows moved slightly, and suddenly stood up and walked towards the right wing where the body was parked. The body was covered by her robe. At this moment, she took off her robe and looked at the lower abdomen of the deceased. Soon, she straightened up, "Miss Liu has never been married, right?"

Wu Xiang shook his head, "No, I haven't married."
Chapter completed!