It was still a habit developed in the previous life. Before he had no choice, Hua Jingyao did not want to get her child into the case.

Yes, the incident in front of her has been regarded as a case by her.

Unfortunately, she can't even go to Shuntian Mansion to report the case now.

A woman went out for three days and didn't come back. At most, Shuntian Mansion sent one or two yamen runners to inquire if anyone had accused a good woman. Or someone would draw a portrait based on the memory of the two children. When they encountered a floating corpse in the river, or when they caught a dead person in the well, they would check with the portrait. If they met, they would die. If they didn't meet, they would hang. There were no thousands or hundreds of cases like this that were lost and could not be found. For the yamen, this was not a case. They would even say that the woman had run away with the wild man.

So, before the body was found, Hua Jingyao was not going to report the case.

Yes, she thought Mrs. Chen was dead.

The little nun in the temple said that Mrs. Chen loved her two sons very much. She had saved her for four years and had enough money. She couldn't afford to stay in an inn when she came to the capital and lived in the temple with her son. Even so, she did not forget to buy a windmill for her two sons to make them happy.

How could such a mother throw her two young children into the temple and not come back for three days?

Unless she can't come back.

Hua Jingyao felt sad.

Linlin had never met her biological mother. Her father didn't mention it, and her mother had never come to find her.

It’s because my mother has died long ago, so I can’t come to find her anymore.

"Zixuan, the temple is hard-earned. You give it ten taels of silver to the temple and ask them to cook some good food for the two children." The vegetarian dishes for the pilgrims in the temple are also divided into several levels. Princess Zhaoyang lives here, and eating is the first level. People like Chen and his son who live here in order to save money are the worst. It would be fine if they were usually, but now the two children are sick.

"The girl is really a Bodhisattva's heart." Zixuan said.

Hua Jingyao turned to Shi Yi and said, "Chen Hong rented the yard for 500 cents. You go and rent the yard for 5 taels of silver for the landlord and aunt. Chen Hong rented it for a month, and now it's still a few days away. For those days, you pay him the landlord and aunt for the landlord and aunt."

"Okay." Shi Yi replied with a smile.

Hua Jingyao said to Shi Ding: "You go find a hoe and a shovel, and we'll go now."

There were hoes and shovels in the temple. After a while, Shi Ding and Xiao Li, one holding a hoe and the other carrying a shovel, followed Hua Jingyao in anger and headed towards Xianghuo Huo Alley.

It was almost the same as Hua Jingyao's guess. The landlord's aunt pursed her hair with her fingers, looking embarrassed. Shi Yi proposed to pay Chen Hong the rent for her. The landlord's aunt smiled and found a locksmith at the entrance of the alley. She opened the big lock on the door in a few seconds.

Of course, the money for the locksmith was also paid by Shi Yi.

Seeing that the landlord, the aunt and the locksmith had all left, Hua Jingyao took Xiaoli and Shi Dingzheng into the yard openly.

Shi Yi blocked the door from inside, and Hua Jingyao walked around the yard. The yard was very small, with only three main rooms. A pomegranate tree was planted in front of the main room. There were scattered fruits on the tree, small and not well-grown. The east wing was a small house for miscellaneous items. There was a large water tank in front of the door, and the large tank was filled with a tank of water, but there was no lid, and there was a layer of leaves and dust floating on the water surface, which looked very dirty.

The west wing is a stove with cold pots and cold stoves, and it seems that the stove has not been burned for a long time.

It seems like there is a life in the main room that no one has lived there.

Hua Jingyao looked on the kang in the east room and saw that there was soil on the kang table, but the edges on the left and right sides were clean.

Wipe the edge of the kang table only, not the table top?

Looking closely, there was no quilt on the kang, only a bamboo mat. The bamboo mat should be like furniture, all old things left by the landlord.

Hua Jingyao narrowed her eyes and looked at it from one side. There were several places on the bamboo mat that were very clean and free of dust.

"Xiao Li, come and smell it if it smells." Hua Jingyao said.

Xiaoli only smelled it and covered her nose.

"What's wrong? What did you smell?" Hua Jingyao also leaned over and smelled it. She smelled nothing except the unique smell of the old bamboo mat.

"The broken mat is smelly." Xiaoli said with a frown.

So that's it. His nose is much more sensitive than normal people. Hua Jingyao feels a bit unpleasant, while Xiaoli smells extremely unpleasant.

Hua Jingyao couldn't help but feel a little pitiful. If this child walked past the cesspool, wouldn't he be so frightened that he fainted?

Xiaoli squatted to the ground childishly: "It smells so bad, it's really..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and he suddenly leaned down and touched the blue brick floor.

Hua Jingyao quickly squatted down and looked at the blue bricks on the ground. The blue bricks were old, but they were very clean.

At least compared to other parts of the house, the floor tiles that were supposed to be the most dusty, but they were very clean.

"Does it taste?" Hua Jingyao asked softly.

"Yeah." Xiaoli didn't say anything anymore. She used her hands and feet to crawl slowly on the ground, her nose always sticking to the ground, and she carefully smelled every blue brick.

After a long time, he raised his face and grinned at Hua Jingyao. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. Instead, he seemed to be about to cry: "Sister, I smelled bloody smell, it was bloody, human blood."

Hua Jingyao reached out and pulled it up, shouting loudly at the outside of the house: "Stine, excavate!"

"Here you come!" Shi Ding carried the hoe and suddenly looked at the neatly laid green brick floor. He was born with divine power, and then he used another seven-point force, and several blue bricks suddenly shattered.

After a moment, a pit was dug out on the ground, and nothing was left.

"Little Li, hear it again." Hua Jingyao ordered.

Xiaoli jumped into the pit, sniffed it everywhere, and shook her head at Hua Jingyao: "There is only the smell of earth, and I can't smell the smell of blood."

"Let's go to those two rooms and continue to smell it." Hua Jingyao said.

Soon, all three main rooms were smelled, but Xiaoli never smelled the bloody smell that had just happened.

"Did you notice it?" Hua Jingyao said to Shi Yi and Shi Ding. "The grounds of these two rooms are dirty and there is a lot of dust, but the grounds of the room just now are clean. At first glance, they were carefully wiped with clean water."

Shi Yi touched the few stubble that grew on his chin and thoughtfully: "Girl, what you mean is that people were killed in that room. The reason why the murderer had to clean the ground was to wipe away the blood dripping from the ground."

"Well, that's it." Hua Jingyao's voice was a little sad. "Fake monk Li Shaobai saw Chen Juren bringing Chen Madam here, but the landlord's wife only saw Chen Juren walking out from here alone. I had hoped that Chen Madam had a little humanity, so he tied up and blocked Madam Chen and locked her up somewhere in the house. But now it seems that it is an inhuman thing, and Madam Chen was still killed by him."

Shi Yi frowned, and then he pulled over the helpless little lee: "Let's go, come with me and smell it."

A moment later, Shi Yi and Xiao Li came back listlessly.
Chapter completed!