C281 (1/2)

In the mourning hall, Blue Cloud Sky took out three incense sticks and lit them up. He stood in front of his father's coffin and kowtowed three times. ”Father, in order to find out who killed you, I have decided to open the coffin and examine the corpse. Don't blame your son for this!”

Xiang Xue stood at the side. She did not expect the blue sky to agree with her idea, so she also lit three sticks of incense and walked to the side of the blue sky: ”Uncle Lan Yan, I know this is a great disrespect to you, but you must also want us to find the culprit. We will do our best, please rest in peace!”

”I've already confessed to my father, so go ahead and do it. Xue'er, I believe in you!”

”En!” Xiang Xue'er nodded. A few servants brought out a variety of tools. With a 'hua la' sound, the heavy and heavy coffin was opened. The body of Blue Dye Sword One appeared in front of everyone.

A few coroners from the yamen were brought in, and the corpses were placed in an empty room nearby. Xiang Xue'er used a white cloth to cover her nose and mouth before entering with Lian Chengxue. They entered the makeshift autopsy room.

”How is it? ”Did you find anything?” Xiang Xue'er walked to the side of the corpse and looked at one of the coroners. She pointed at the wounds on his body and said, ”There are many wounds on his body. These look like new wounds. It seems like he went through a bitter battle before he died.”

”En!” ”Yes.” Xiang Xue'er nodded. There were more than just a few wounds on the Blue Dye Sword. It was obvious that only after a hundred battles, would one be able to obtain the Tenth Order.

”That fatal wound must be here!” Xiang Xue'er looked at the bowl-sized wound on his chest that was directly aimed at his heart. Furthermore, the wound was extremely neat and tidy. With a single glance, she could tell that his opponent was quick and ruthless.

”You're right, this is indeed a fatal injury.” The coroner looked at it for a long time before shaking his head in confusion. ”But I find it strange that an expert like the Blue Dye Sword would actually be injured in a frontal attack. It's really strange!”

Xiang Xue'er turned her head and looked at the blue sky. She extended her hand and suddenly rushed toward his chest. The sky was instantly startled and grabbed her hand. ”Xue'er, what are you doing?”

”Strange. Even if I ambushed you, you would still be able to react and grab my hand. But you, your father, are much stronger. How could he not dodge this attack?”

Indeed, when the blue sky heard Xiang Xue'er's explanation, it became extremely difficult for her to understand. She lowered her head and asked. He looked at the wound on the corpse and asked, ”Coroner, do you think this wound was caused by a Yao Mo?”

”Yo demon?” For coronation, press with a boning knife. After looking at the wound for a long time, he said, ”It doesn't look very similar. Look at this wound, it's a hand wound.” If it goes deep into the chest, then the Yao Demon will definitely leave some traces with its claws! ”

No trace of claws, no hair, scales, or the like. It was indeed strange. Xiang Xue'er sighed. She had examined the corpse for a long time, but had not found a single reliable clue.

The coroner put on his blue dye sword and began to pack up. He came to the conclusion, ”The fatal wound in the chest is caused by a hand thrust through it.” and it got into the heart. ”

If she were back in the modern world, she would be able to find out who the culprit was just by checking his DNA. Helpless, she turned to leave, but suddenly, the blue sword that had been placed on the edge of the chuang dropped down and hit her leg.

”Hmm?” Xiang Xue'er suddenly stopped and turned her head. She saw that the Blue Dye Sword's right hand was tightly clenched, and from between the gaps of her fingers, a hint of white could be faintly seen.

When the blue sky saw that her eyes were different, it immediately stopped and asked: ”Xue'er, what's wrong?”

”Look!” Xiang Xue'er pointed at the hand with her blue sword and quickly leaned over. He looked around for a while before saying, ”Qingtian, your father seems to have something in his hands!”

Qingtian looked at it and quickly pulled his father's hand away. He took out the object that his father held tightly in his hand. It was a broken white piece. Just what was this thing that he was holding tightly in his hand.