Chapter 54: The Death of the Pavilion Master
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"Don't you see that I'm wearing a fast catcher?" Zhang Yu stared at the delicate little girl in front of him and teased. I was just about to step forward to prepare for a more gentlemanly Western etiquette - the kiss of the hand.
Who knew that this little girl didn't eat this set. With a flick of the wrist, a white light flashed. The silver needle had been pierced into the little fish's hand. It hurt at first, then it went numb, as if the hand didn't listen to the call.
"Smack" slapped himself in the face. Xiao Yu'er's face was full of surprise and anger.
"This ......"
"Smack"
Another slap in the face. Could it be that he had a stroke and slapped himself. After a closer look, I found a silver needle on the back of my hand.
"Ding-dong" system prompt: You are under attack. Nerve reflexes.
"Slap" a few more slaps.
"Oh my God. Help...... "It's endless, who can stand it." Several slaps in a row.
Zhang Yu began to beg for mercy, crying and mourning: "Girl, beauty, beauty." You are compassionate and compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, let go of your little brother. Ouch ......"
Dong Lingshu watched this kid's face begin to redden, and then said: "If you don't learn well at a young age, you actually learn to pick up girls." That's a lesson for you. ”
"I was wrong, I was wrong. Oops," Zhang Yu begged for mercy. Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood, hurry up and beg for mercy. If this spreads, my little fish's prestige will be discredited.
Looking at him strangely pitiful, it was only the size of a child, and he took off the silver needle in his hand, and did not forget to threaten fiercely: "If you are doing something to me, be careful that I pierce your Waiguan acupoint and Linweing acupoint, so that your life is worse than death." ”
Yes? Zhang Yu hurriedly withdrew his hand and said, "Nonsense, I know these two acupoints, but they are just fixing." ”
"Hey, I know a lot." Dong Lingshu gave him a smile, as if humans and animals were harmless. But the next action made people dare not underestimate it, and saw that she took the silver needle in her hand and took it with her. Shoot out. Nail it to the plank next to the small fish. He said to a few apprentices: "Do you know that a fly has come in, why don't you go and light the incense burner?" ”
Fly? Not me. I'm not a fly, I'm a catcher. At this time, the apprentice named Xiao Xin respectfully pulled out the silver needle from the wooden board.
At this moment, Zhang Yu found that there was a fly stuck in the silver needle. Seeing her make this move, her kung fu is not weak.
Xiao Xin was respectful, and said with a smile on his face: "Senior sister, your needle." ”
Dong Lingshu looked at the needle Xiao Xin was holding, glanced at Zhang Yu and said, "Ah, Xiao Xin, don't disgust me." Does this needle work? The needles that have pierced the flies are all thrown away. ”
You are undefeated in the East, pointing to Sang and scolding Huai? Don't think you know how to point points, the master is afraid of you. I sue you. The master is a beggar.
But these words are spoken from the heart. I didn't dare to scold. Standing straight to the side, not daring to say anything.
After this Miss Dong finished the task, did she remember that there was a pillar next to her? He turned around and smiled: "You're well-behaved, aren't you?" "Can you not be well-behaved? Watch out for you stabbing me. I didn't make it to a straw man. It hurts.
"Why are you coming to our security hall?"
Zhang Yu then said: "That's the case, we have discovered some things recently, so we asked to see your pavilion master." "This is not a place to speak.
Miss Dong saw that Zhang Yu was well-behaved at this time. "Come with me." ”
All the pharmacies are in the pure shrines. Worship the divine doctor Bian Que. There are also people who worship Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao and other famous doctors. There are couplets pasted on both sides, 'The golden needle lifts away the mist for thousands of miles, and the magic medicine sweeps away the clouds of the day.' 'Under the throne of the gods there are incense cases and offerings. During the festive season, everyone fasts and makes offerings, burns incense and worships.
Pray that the hand will be cured and the hospital will prosper. Always remind yourself to follow the teachings of your ancestors, work hard to help the world and save people, and accumulate virtue. There are also some medical classics at the table.
"Dad, there's a catcher coming to you."
It turned out that the owner of the museum was her father. I don't know what kind of old man gave birth to such a strange woman. I saw only a man kneeling on the ground. Devotional Worship.
Miss Dong slowly stepped forward and looked at her father, who was a little drunk. stepped forward and gave it a push. Jiao said softly: "Daddy"
However, this push does not matter. The owner of the Dong Pavilion fell to the ground in response. Suddenly his face was shocked. This?
Miss Dong was also panicked. I don't know what to do, I think her dad is joking with her.
Zhang Yu stepped forward and touched his veins. With a surprised expression, he looked at Miss Dong. "He's dead," he muttered. ”
Miss Dong knelt beside her father sadly, looking disbelieving. Hurriedly touched the pulse, but there was no pulse. That's why his face is ugly. Hurriedly took out the silver needle bag and began to insert it into the person, waiting for the acupuncture points, trying to relieve it. However, it was already too late (read the full text of the official technique). The corpse has long been cold. I'm afraid I'll be dead for a long time.
"Ding Dong" system prompt: Dong Chong's death.
Zhang Yu looked up and looked around, but there was no trace of a fight. Observe the layout of the house. It's remote.
The divine doctor Bian Que is on the throne, and there are incense cases and offerings placed on it under the shrine. An incense burner next to it. Smoke was emitting. Silky and curly. Three futons at the bottom. The finished glyph is arranged. The corpse knelt on it.
There was nothing wrong with the corpse's clothes. Dressed in a green shirt. It fits well and is very decent. And out of the shrine temple. Look at the surrounding lawn and stone path. Spotlessly clean, except for the footprints on the way. There are two kinds: one large and one small. The little one is naturally Miss Dong. The big ones are ours. There is no third type other than the first one. There were no footprints. Not even a single cockroach. I thought to myself: "The apprentice got up so early, maybe he was already cleaned when he cleaned just now." ”
"Woo" Miss Dong cried, very sad, and sat on the ground. It looks very weak. Although she is confident in her medical skills. However, there is no way to bring the dead back to life.
Zhang Yu arched his hand and said: "Miss Dong, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change." As a bitter master. Now is the time to be sad. It's about reporting the crime. ”
After this reminder, Miss Dong wiped away her tears and glared at Zhang Yu, her eyes a little scarlet. Maybe the reason for crying just now. He said sharply: "Aren't you the yacha?" ”
Zhang Yu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "It's just a quick arrest, responsible for investigating and arresting people, and the trial of the case is handled by Lord Bao and Mr. Gongsun." ”
"Isn't that it? I'll definitely find the killer. Avenge my father. Miss Dong clenched her fists fiercely. The green tendons on the back of her hand can be seen. Silver Fang also clucked.
Suddenly, he said to Zhang Yu: "You give me a hand." ”
"Me?" Zhang Yu pointed his index finger at himself. Full of surprise. He pointed at you again and said, "Give you a hand?" You're not kidding, are you? I'm Catching Fast (the latest chapter of the official arts). ”
"I'm a doctor." Miss Dong is a bit arrogant.
Zhang Yu said: "Then will you perform an autopsy?" ”
Miss Dong shook her head. It's useless to ask, and the ancient doctors can test the injury. However, the autopsy was a fake thing. Moreover, the current Kong Ci has not yet been born, and his record of clearing grievances has not yet come out.
"That side is watching. At least the master has watched the TV series. ”
Peel off Old Man Dong's clothes. As a result, Miss Dong stopped her when she came up, her eyes were cold and she wanted to kill, and said sharply: "What are you doing?" "After all, the deceased was her father.
Zhang Yu glanced at her, his eyes were full of contempt: "Autopsy." What do you think you do? I don't have such a dirty mind as you. ”
"Ouch" seems to have been pricked by something.
His fingers were bleeding, and he hurriedly sucked it with his mouth, and said vaguely: "Pull out all your needles." ”
Miss Dong nodded and said, "Oh." "Pull out the needle you just inserted, put it in the acupuncture bag, wrap it, and put it away.
Belch? I saw that Zhang Yu was very proficient in human body structure. It's strange to watch more av and don't know the body structure. Uh, that doesn't seem right. It has nothing to do with AV.
Fortunately, the appraisal record and the record of clearing grievances have all been seen, although there are no advanced instruments. However, some simple corpse spots, zombies, etc., which infer the time of death, have also been involved.
Looking at the corpse first, the corpse showed stiffness in different ways. It should be a few hours.
Get down on your knees and lean forward. Hands droop naturally. Lean your head forward. The limbs, fingers, etc., all have corpse spots. Pinch it with your hands, and the corpse spots disappear. Released, the corpse spots reappeared. Stating that the time of death of the deceased was within 4 hours. There were no other traces except for the marks of acupuncture just now.
Could it be a natural death? But the system clearly said that it was Dong Chong's death.