Chapter 50 (1/2)

After Jing Xiang, the silver guard announced in his gentle tone, ”the murder and heart digging case in Kyoto is becoming more and more rampant. I have been ordered to investigate. I suspect that the death of magic imperial food in the imperial food Jue house is related to this case. I come to open the coffin for autopsy. I hope you can cooperate!”

As soon as these words came out, the pot immediately exploded in front of the mourning hall.

Some people are afraid, ”murder heart digging case? No, was uncle Beiming killed by heart digging maniac?”

”Bah! How do you say that? Beiming died of hard work and premature aging. He would die early if he didn't have a competent son to help him. It has nothing to do with the Kyoto murder and heart digging case... Lord Yinmian, we can guarantee that we have seen Beiming's body and his heart is still there. There's no problem!” Said a sneaky looking spiritual master family relative.

There was a Lingbao mark on the man's wrist. He hung the mark on the bowl if he didn't have it, so that Huan Qingyan could see it.

Huan Qingyan doesn't panic. The silver guard won't be persuaded by these people to investigate the case.

Sure enough, the silver guard's eyes sank and said coldly, ”is there a problem? You don't count. Open the coffin!”

Seeing that the silver guard was so strong that they didn't dare to contradict, they could only take Mrs. Huan and scold, ”you woman, your husband is going to be buried soon. The coffin bearers are waiting outside. The auspicious day of burial has come. The coffin has been nailed to death just now, but now it's going to be opened. Don't you let the dead go to the earth? Don't you know to say a word?”

”Also, I'm not an elder to say you're unfilial. How kind is your father to you? You suddenly bring an official family in to open your father's coffin? Be careful that your father doesn't close his eyes and climbs out of the ground to find you in the middle of the night...”

Mrs. Huan was trained to spit on her face and was afraid that her relatives would damage her daughter's reputation. In this era, how heavy it is to button down a big unfilial hat. She would rather these people scold her than protect her daughter's reputation.

So Wei, wronged, turned to the silver guard, ”Sir, I hope you can raise your hand...”