Jing Wan'er was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled. Girls rarely smile, and at this moment, her smiling face also made people feel that she was not happy.

  "Wan'er used to think that we were all just tools for the superior to play with, whether it was being exiled or arbitrarily given a death sentence, our lives were only slightly stronger than ants."

  But later, in the palace, I witnessed with my own eyes the bloody infighting among those people, more ruthless than anyone else. I understood that even for those in power, it was a world where the strong preyed on the weak, far more cruel than they were.

  ——

  The reason why the body of a wise man is so important is that many things can be seen from his corpse.

  The body is here, the clue is here, and if the body is destroyed, it's a dead case.

  There was a predecessor who recorded "Corpse Language", which said that the dead can speak, and Di Gong had been widely spread by people. Di Qingtian had the reputation of having a beautiful case in the underworld, which means that Di Gong had the ability to make the dead speak the truth.

  Although Pei Tan is inferior to Di Gong in every way, after all, he is still the current Dalishi Temple Master.

  "Master Pei, there is a person outside the temple who claims to be an envoy from the Dalri Temple and requests to see you." A young monk with humble eyebrows and eyes stood at the door, speaking softly to Pei Tan.

  Jing Wan'er and Pei Tan exchanged a glance, Da Li Temple's coroner!? They saw the same expression in each other's eyes.

  The two of them soon arrived at the temple gate, and indeed saw a young man waiting outside, wearing a green shirt and leading a sorrel horse, like a carefree young master.

  "Belonging to Shen Xingwen, I pay respects to Your Excellency." The man bowed and paid his respects as soon as he saw Pei Tan.

  "Pei Tan stared at him: 'How did you end up coming to Qinglong Temple?'"

  Shen Wu made a bow with his hands and said calmly: "Your Excellency, Shen received the imperial edict, so he rushed here at night."

  Jing Wan'er saw this person and felt a sense of suffocation, unsure if it was due to the hint of coldness visible in his eyebrows.

  Pei Tan's expression changed slightly before he said, "You're saying...the imperial edict has reached the Temple of Great Rites?"

  It's been a short while since they received the imperial edict at Qinglong Temple, and if Dali Temple also received it at the same time, then the movements within the palace must have been incredibly swift.

  "The imperial edict says that Master is at Qinglong Temple, handling an unexpected case, and will not return to Dali Temple for the time being."

  Shen Xingwen's eyebrows and eyes revealed a hint of a smile: "I, Shen, am a legitimate and proper assistant of the Supreme Court. Whenever the Supreme Court investigates any case, I should be present."

  Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan, who was staring at Shen Xingwen. As a result, Shen Xingwen had not received any special imperial decree and had come on his own initiative.

  Now that he has come, and been seen by so many eyes at Qinglong Temple.

  Shen Xingwen is indeed a nominal and legitimate assistant of the Temple of Great Awakening. Now, with the case pending, if Pei Tan orders Shen Xingwen to return to Chang'an, it will likely trigger a chain reaction in this tumultuous autumn.

  Jing Wan'er quickly thought of these things and her gaze at Shen Xingwen became even colder.

  A brown horse was tethered outside the temple, Shen Xingwen followed Pei Tan and Jing Yuanner into the Qinglong Temple, with a small autopsy box on his back, which was all his luggage.

  "All officials are temporarily staying here, you can rest assured to stay here and wait for further instructions." Pei Tan brought Shen Xingwen to the outer courtyard where they had previously stayed.

  Shen Xingwen glanced around and smiled lightly: "Thank you, sir."

  His gaze swept over Jing Yuanyuan and stopped for a moment. Jing Yuanyuan quickly caught it and gave him a cold glance.

  The case was already shrouded in mystery, and now Shen Xingwen has appeared, it's really unclear what the future holds, whether it will be good or bad.

  Just as Pei Tan was about to turn around and leave, Shen Xingwen rolled up his sleeves and said softly: "Sir, perhaps I shouldn't speak out of turn, but the case is urgent and the body should not be left unattended. Won't you take me with you to investigate immediately?"

  Pei Tan paused for a moment before turning around and saying, "You can rest for now today."

  Shen Xingwen bowed slightly: "Shen's duty is to examine the body, thank you for your concern, sir. I am not tired and do not need a rest."

  In fact, Shen Xingwen had never fully trusted him in his heart. At least not before he was fully prepared, Pei Tan did not want him to come into contact with Hui Gen's corpse.

  A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.

  Looking at Shen Yu's expression, he didn't even have a buffer.

  Jing Wan'er had known that Shen Xingwen was a difficult person to deal with, but with her and Pei Tan present, he probably wouldn't dare do anything.

  Outside the ice cellar, there is a pair of Baili guards on duty, and two monks from the Wu Temple are standing guard with serious expressions. The other monks have all hidden far away; their fellow monk Hui Gen cannot rest in peace, and after three days of Buddhist rituals, his soul will still be restless - this is how one becomes a malevolent spirit in Buddhism.

  Shen Zhen's appearance obviously gives people a very subtle feeling. The people in the Wu Seng Temple do not recognize him, "Who is this person?!"

  It was when they were at Qinglong Temple that it became a place where people who couldn't be named would come and go as they pleased.

  Pei Tan looked at them: "This is a funeral service of my Da Li Temple, please be flexible, young master."

  That monk's eyes turned red, what's going on? Autopsy is meant to damage the corpse, otherwise it can't be autopsied.

  "Although Master agreed that you can view the body of Hui Gen, he didn't say anyone is qualified. Is your Daheli Temple being too excessive?" The monk's gaze was unfriendly.

  Pei Tan looked at him: "The imperial edict says that the Dali Temple should go all out to investigate the case, and no one is allowed to touch the body for autopsy. How can we find clues?"

  That martial monk would have liked to take action against Pei Tan as well.

  Shen Xingwen narrowed his eyes, he still didn't know the situation at Qinglong Temple at this time, but from what he could see in front of him, it seemed that things were not looking good.

  The two guardian monks glared at each other fiercely before opening the door of the ice cellar.

  Pei Tan walked in, and Jing Yu'er deliberately fell behind, also wanting to observe Shen Xingwen.

  The damp air in the ice cellar, Shen Xingwen walked in and put down the box on the ground, came to Hui Gen's side who was covered with a white cloth.

  "This is the most carefully preserved corpse Shen has ever seen." Shen Xingwen sighed as he looked at Hui Gen's body, usually those who died miserably and ended up in the hands of a coroner were people who had lived more wretchedly than they had died, without family to bury them, only then would they be autopsied by a coroner. So suddenly seeing Hui Gen, placed in an ice cellar like this, still wrapped in ice silk fabric. Shen Xingwen was even more curious about the cause of his death.

  Shen Xingwen looked at Jing Yuanyuan and said: "I, Shen, will take a guess. Has Miss Jing already seen the body?"

  I always feel that this sentence contains a hint of irony, and it's really meaningful.

  Jing Wan'er ignored him, and Pei Tan looked at Shen Xingwen, saying lightly: "You are the one who is the coroner of the Dalisi Temple."

  As he just had to stress, since it's like that, let this corpse play a role.

  Shen Xingwen seemed unperturbed, smiling slightly before rolling up his sleeves and gently lifting the silk cloth off Huigen's body, revealing a pale corpse.

  Under the pale light, Shen Xingwen also noticed the peculiar expression on Hui Gen's face.

  His eyes moved, and then he threw the silk cloth to the ground. Because the blood color had faded, Pei Tan's previously cut throat, that wound began to be particularly eye-catching.

  Shen Xingwen couldn't help but glance at Jing Yuane.

  "Shen Zhan has been staring at me all along, does he want me to try?" Jing Wanyi looked at him.

  Shen Xingwen smiled upon hearing this, "I know that Jing young lady has some insight into corpses. However, there are some things that only a professional mortician can see."

  Jing Wantong stared at him, she also wanted to see what this professional could see.

  Shen Xingwen deftly opened the box and took out the tools, first cutting open the arteries and abdominal cavity of the corpse.

  Fortunately, there were no monks around, and Shen Xingwen brutally destroyed the corpse, treating the so-called sacred monk as an ordinary dead person.

  Jing Wan'er restrained herself and didn't stop him.

  "Just look at this set of results," he said. "The deceased's mouth, nose and stomach are all clean, so the cause of death should have nothing to do with poison."

  Just this sentence made Jing Wanyan glance sideways. She waited for Shen Zhan to continue demonstrating.

  Shen Xingwen must have turned over Hui Gen's body and saw the wound on his head, "Such a wound, deep to the bone... it seems very likely that he was killed with one blow."

  After all, an ordinary person's head was hit so hard, they should have died a long time ago.

  Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan, she didn't want to say anything else, and instead looked at what Pei Tan thought of this servant.

  Shen Xingwen naturally noticed that the atmosphere was different, he stood up and looked at Pei Tan and Jing Yu'er.

  He suddenly smiled.

  "Hasn't what Shen said been seen through by the adults or Jing Jie already?" As for Jing Wan'er, it's not necessary to mention that she was still young after all, and especially when facing Shen Xingwen, she didn't have a good feeling. Her emotions didn't need to be hidden either.

  Shen Xingwen slowly put the tools back into the box and took out a silver needle from the interlayer.

  He stared at Hui Gen's severed neck, inserted a silver needle into it, and after a moment, pulled out the needle which had turned black.

  "Is it poisonous?" Shen Xingwen looked at Pei Tan.

  The poison is not in the mouth, nor in the stomach, but between the throat?

  "Does the coroner have a clear cause of death?"

  Such a potent toxin, the silver needle turned color with just one touch, even if the poison hadn't entered the abdomen yet, it was enough to kill someone ten times over.

  The wound on the back of the head can also be fatal.

  Shen Xingwen put down the silver needle at this time, his eyes looked from top to bottom at the corpse.

  The cause of death is unknown, and the case cannot be closed. This is a rare aspect of this case. Even if the poison and the injury to the back of the head were only slightly different, it would still be a difference of a thousand miles.

  As a forensic expert, if you can't determine this tiny difference, it's the difference between a wrongful conviction and an acquittal.

  "What was the identity of the deceased, what were they doing before their death and where did it happen?"

  Shen Xingwen's eyes gazed at Pei Tan and Jing Wanyan, thinking that as two people who were in the temple, they must be able to answer this question.

  "The deceased, Hui Gen, was the only disciple of Master Xuan Lian. He died in the temple's attic, with the door tightly locked and his clothes neatly arranged. There was no one else present."

  Shen Xingwen's eyes narrowed: "Dressed neatly... no one around?"

  Pei Tan looked at him: "What's your opinion, doctor?"

  Shen Xingwen looked at the corpse again, his eyes dim: "The deceased's life root... had a sudden erection before death..."