Chapter 131: Fire Fusion Ball (Requesting Monthly Votes)

The coroner pointed to a spot on the thigh: "My lords, please look here; we have handled it specially."

At this spot, a deep black filamentous grid wrapped around the leg bone, then coalesced into a strand as thick as hemp rope, extending into the muscle, spreading and growing within the muscle and blood vessels, before finally piercing through the muscle and seeping all the way to beneath the skin.

Fu Jingyu was shocked: "Does this thing grow inside Inspector Lu's body as well?"

The coroner nodded: "Precisely. My lords, please look again."

The coroner pointed to Lu Qiuyang's chest and abdomen: "We judge that all of these things grew out from here."

The internal organs were gone, revealing directly that those deep black filamentous grids, from within the back muscles, radiated outward in a diffuse pattern, spreading to every part of the body!

Xu Yuan frowned, searching his memory to see if his father had ever told him about such methods in the past.

Fu Jingyu, with his deep family learning, said: "It seems to be some kind of puppet technique?"

Zhu Sili said nothing, but bent down to examine it carefully as well.

After the coroner rolled up the Bai Bu, Xu Yuan, Fu Jingyu, and Zhu Sili had already gathered close to observe.

As soon as Zhu Sili approached, he saw those deep black filamentous grids suddenly tremble imperceptibly.

Then, the severed parts began to grow outward a little, seeking each other, as if trying to reconnect on their own!

If successful, even though the current Lu Qiuyang had been split into so many pieces, he could once again become a "complete" living corpse!

The coroner turned pale with shock, grabbed Zhu Sili, and pulled him back violently: "No good, a strange change is coming..."

Another coroner hurriedly shook out the Bai Bu—but suddenly a dragon of fire whirled in from the side.

The flames rolled, instantly covering the entire corpse.

Within the flames, many black fine threads were seen twisting and stretching endlessly, like sharp ghost claws, about to escape from the fiery purgatory!

But the flames rose higher, and the black fine threads ultimately turned to ash in vain.

Inside Lu Qiuyang's corpse, there were too many such fine threads; after burning one batch, another emerged, drilling out continuously.

It lasted a full quarter-hour before Lu Qiuyang's corpse was burned away completely, and only then were these fine threads exhausted.

However, Xu Yuan's abdominal fire did not withdraw; instead, three feet above the long table, it twisted in mid-air into a fireball the size of an orange.

The fireball was perfectly round; Zhu Sili looked closely and discovered: this fireball was actually just a thin layer, like thin gauze, vaguely revealing that a final clump of black fine threads was trapped inside!

It was like a monkey thrown onto a red-hot iron plate, scalded and shrinking everywhere in panic.

Zhu Sili's expression changed slightly; the earlier remark about "great skill and high level, clever control of abdominal fire" had of course been mocking Xu Yuan.

Now having truly witnessed it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but praise inwardly: indeed clever!

This is not the normal standard of a seventh-rank Dan Xiu; this is the effect of Wang Shen's "Five Cauldrons Cooking" cultivation method.

The two coroners looked in confusion, wondering why they didn't quickly burn away this last clump?

Xu Yuan reached out to Fu Dagong: "Give me a Xing Guo Zi."

Fu Jingyu handed it over; Xu Yuan took it, opened it, withdrew the flame, and that clump of fine threads fell into the Xing Guo Zi.

Xu Yuan tied the bag mouth tight, and the Xing Guo Zi slowly shrank and tightened.

The two coroners widened their eyes; these fine threads were not any good material.

My Lord Xu intends to preserve some evidence.

Such a method was unthinkable for the two coroners; one Xing Guo Zi costs seventy taels! If following My Lord Xu's operation, a single case of evil spirits harming people would require at least thirty Xing Guo Zi!

Who would pay this money?

The two of them could not afford it.

Zhu Sili looked at Xu Yuan again; this method was truly... unique! At the same time, he was puzzled: what use is keeping this evil object?

When Xu Yuan saw these grid fine threads, he thought of plant roots, and subsequently recalled the seed left inside the rat's body that he had seen this morning.

But unexpectedly, after Lu Qiuyang's corpse burned away completely, no seed reformed.

Nevertheless, Xu Yuan decided to keep a small clump of these black fine threads.

After packing the Xing Guo Zi, Xu Yuan beckoned to Fu Jingyu, went out to find Song Lu and Yu Yunhang, and said: "Let's go back now."

Song Lu's face was still somewhat pale, while Yu Yunhang was somewhat embarrassed, explaining: "I have seen many corpses, but having people cut open like pigs and sheep, with bones and flesh separated and arranged separately... I couldn't accept it at the moment."

Xu Yuan smiled, pretending to believe him.

This fellow Yu Yunhang is a bit afraid of death and a bit fond of boasting. These are not major faults.

Moreover, obviously this fellow's courage is not as great as he claims.

In any case, having reached the rank of Captain with two patterns in the Quhui Si, he should not be like this.

Lang Xiao Ba chased up from behind; Xu Yuan raised his hand to block him: "We know the way well, so we won't trouble you."

Lang Xiao Ba was stunned, then turned away angrily and left.

Returning to Zhu Sili's side, he complained: "They don't trust us people of the Zhan Cheng Bureau; they won't let me follow."

Zhu Sili only frowned slightly, giving no other response.

The four walked onto the street; Fu Jingyu looked back once at the Lu Mansion, then said: "Before the Master left, he secretly instructed me that if I encountered difficulties, I could go to Hanshui Street in the north of the city, find the 'Yi Li He' pawnshop, and look for Zhang Laoya, the appraiser."

Xu Yuan's eyes shifted; could it be that Ma Tianshou, before leaving, also noticed something wrong with the Zhan Cheng Bureau? That is why he left Fu Jingyu a backup move?

"Let's go, to Hanshui Street."

Yu Yunhang hurriedly asked for directions; the four went north, spending an hour before reaching the entrance of Hanshui Street.

This was a desolate small street, only a hundred zhang long, connecting two main streets.

Most shops on the street sold the four treasures of the study.

"Yi Li He" was not hard to find; a sign reading "Fortune Rat Gold Coin" hung before the door.

Yu Yunhang pushed the door open and called out: "Is anyone there?"

Behind the high counter, footsteps sounded: "Coming."

A young shop assistant poked his head out from behind: "Put the items to pawn on the counter..." Immediately seeing the Quhui Si official robes worn by the group, he instantly stopped speaking: "What business brings these lords..."

"Don't be an idiot—find the man, Zhang Laoya."

The shop attendant said, "Gentlemen, please wait a moment."

The four of them waited patiently for a while, but there was still no movement from behind the counter; Yu Yunhang grew impatient: "This kid really doesn't know his place—why is he so slow?"

But since he was recommended by Ma Tianshou, none of them wanted to make a scene. They waited a little longer, and all four began to feel something was wrong: "This is taking too long."

Yu Yunhang slammed his fist against the wooden counter: "Attendant! Where is he?"

Xu Yuan stepped outside, and he and Fu Jingyu separated, circling around from either side, and soon found the shop's back door down the alley.

A small door, painted black, had lost most of its paint.

The door stood half-open, yet there was no movement inside!

The New Year's coming!

One last surge before the holiday!

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