The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

After a day, Pan Pan went to the second hall of Zhongmu County Yamen as usual.Knowing that his master is just a temporary role, his mood is obviously much more relaxed, and getting along with Liu Qing is no longer as stiff as before.In the afternoon, one of the two was resting with his eyes closed in the east, and the other was yawning in the west corner, completely oblivious to the drumming of the Dengwen drum in the front hall...

"Bring those who beat the drums and cry out to the hall!" Wang Qingshan, the magistrate of Zhongmu County, sat down in front of the hall and ordered solemnly.

After a while, a white-haired old woman came in supported by a young slave.

The old woman bowed down tremblingly in the hall, screaming and crying: "The county master is the master of the old man! Zhang Ren, the eldest son of the old man, died unjustly..."

Wang Qingshan could not help frowning when he saw who was coming, and exchanged glances with his master Kuang Zhen, both of them felt helpless.

"Zhang Liu." Wang Qingshan patted a gavel, and said slowly: "Your son Zhang Xi came to the county government again and again to complain, saying that his brother Zhang Ren was murdered. There is neither evidence nor physical evidence. The county has also opened the coffin for an autopsy, and Wu Zuo did not find any signs of homicide. You beat the drums and went to court this time, but you have evidence? If there is no strict evidence, you should go home quickly."

"Master County, I can prove it!" Zhang Liu said excitedly, "Last night, not long after I fell asleep, I dreamed of my son Zhang Ren, my son was covered in blood all over his head and face, screaming for pain, and shouting for help! "

When Zhang Liushi said this, the crowd outside the hall was in an uproar.

"Bold Mrs. Zhang Liu!" Wang Qingshan patted the gavel again, and shouted, "There is nonsense in the courtroom! Human life is at stake, how can dreams be taken seriously? This county thinks that you are old and bear the pain of losing your son. I can't bear to punish you. Someone come here and blow Mrs. Zhang and Liu out of the hall immediately!"

"Yes." A Zaoli flashed out on both sides of the courtroom, carrying Zhang Liu who was at a loss from the left and right, and dragged them out of the hall.

"Master County! Master Qingtian! My son was really murdered to death...he was murdered!" Mrs. Zhang Liu's description was haggard, and her voice was sad, tearing people to tears.

"Wait!" Wang Qingshan said in a deep voice, "Since you are so determined, you don't want to open the coffin for an autopsy in this county, but to see if there is something strange in it! Come here, pass it on to the court!"

In the courtyard of the second hall, Liu Qing and Pan Pan, two counterfeit masters, are meeting Duke Zhou respectively.Liu Qing still covered her face leisurely with a book, unable to distinguish right from wrong.Pan Pan, who was huddled in the corner, was even more frightening, holding a soft ruler in his left hand and a knife in his right. A pile of test papers, cadaver pictures, and various injury testing instruments were scattered at his feet.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Zhang Xi, who came to pass on the news, stomped his feet anxiously and said, "You guys... wake up quickly!"

"What's the matter?" The two who had just woken up from the dream asked in unison.

"Your Excellency is judging the case, of course it is an autopsy!"

"Ah?!" Pan Pan was so startled that his whole body trembled, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.

"Okay, don't delay, Mr. Liu pack up and come with us. Pan Pan, don't be idle, come here together." Zhang Xi repeatedly urged.

Pan Pan reluctantly followed Liu Qing through the halls.On his shoulder was a rattan box full of instruments used in autopsy, in his hand he was holding a stack of autopsy items, and in his arms were two secret weapons that he had spent a morning with by flying needles and threads.Alas, it will be used so soon.Pan Pan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"My subordinates will see you." Liu Qing walked quickly to the front of the hall, holding hands and saluting.Pan Pan lowered his eyebrows, and then responded like a repeater.

Wang Qingshan nodded, and said with a serious expression: "Ten days ago, Zhang Ren from Sanyuan Street died suddenly at home. It happened that there was no vacancy in this county's office, and it was the office of the neighboring county who came to do the autopsy. In case there were any urgent omissions, The two of you immediately follow the county to open the coffin for re-examination. Human life is at stake, so we must be careful."

"Yes, my lord." Liu Qing responded with a smile, but the sharp-eyed Pan Pan saw that the shoulders of the person who answered seemed to twitch slightly, and the bottom of his heart couldn't help but twitch... Human life is at stake. , It will be strange to find out what.

It was early winter, the cold wind was raging outside, and the sun seemed to be weak, lazily shining on people, without feeling the slightest warmth.

Four servants of the soap class were sitting next to the new grave, stretching their arms and digging.Pan Pan squatted in an inconspicuous corner, tightened his jacket, and blinked up and down with a pair of green eyes as the shovels rose and fell.Every time the soil around the grave was piled higher, my heart skipped a beat, and I was already sweating unknowingly.

"Ah!" Pan Pan suddenly felt someone pat himself on the shoulder, and Pan Pan jumped up with a strange cry.

"Follow me." Liu Qingjun commanded coldly, his face covered with frost.

"Oh." Pan Pan carried the box on his back, and followed him disheartenedly.

"Get up!" Accompanied by several loud roars, a black lacquered coffin was carried up from the bottom of the pit by the yamen servants with ropes and poles.

"My husband!" A young woman jumped out of the coffin board with a diagonal stab, and let out a mournful cry.

"My son!" On the other side, an old woman with white hair also slumped on the ground and wailed.

"Come here, take Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law aside to rest." Wang Qingshan ordered with his thick eyebrows furrowed.

The two yamen servants stepped forward according to the order, and forced the weeping young woman away. When they passed by, Pan Pan couldn't help but look at her more.I saw the woman's whole body was plain, without makeup, her thin body was as delicate and weak as a pear blossom hit by rain.Not ugly at all, Pan Pan was suddenly a little lost.

But her absent-mindedness was soon shattered by the "creaking" sound of picking up nails. Pan Pan only felt that the sound was strangely eerie, and it made people's teeth ache.

Pan Pan kept rubbing his cheeks, glanced at the silent Liu Qing, glanced at the stern Wang Qingshan, and then glanced at the beautiful daughter-in-law of the deceased, becoming more and more disturbed.

"Wow?!" The coffin lid was lifted, and the four yamen servants exclaimed in unison.

"Don't panic, carry the dead to the linoleum." Wang Qingshan directed the servants to place the corpses, and at the same time signaled Liu Qing and Liu Qing to come on the scene with his eyes.

"Later, you will record what I said one by one on the autopsy form and the body, do you understand?" Liu Qing took out a few copies of the blank autopsy form, autopsy grid, and front and back human figure, together with a A bald pen was stuffed into the hands of Pan Pan who was stunned.

At this moment, Pan Pan was suddenly aphasia from the shock of the terrifying giant corpse not far away. He opened and closed his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing Liu Qing covering her mouth and nose with a face scarf, Pan Pan suddenly realized, and hastily took out the earthen mask from her bosom after two hours of hard work, and put it on tremblingly.

Taking off the clothes, just looking at this highly sensitive male corpse in front of you will make you want to vomit.His whole body swelled into a spherical shape strangely, his head was as big as a bucket, his gray eyes protruded, his dark purple lips were like two full wax sausages lying on his brown face, his abdomen was distended like a drum, but his chest cavity was somewhat collapsed.

"Why...how...is this happening?" Pan Pan grabbed Liu Qing's arm and asked in shock.

"I've been dead for several days, and I'm full of corpse gas, that's it." Liu Qing replied impatiently, shaking her off.

"Pull down the tape measure." Liu Qingyang threw the tape measure towards Pan Pan, motioning for her to put the tape measure against the corpse's feet.

Pan Pan's hands continued to shake, and his symptoms seemed to be Parkinson's. He forcibly grasped his right hand with his left hand, and finally spread the soft ruler flat on the linoleum.

"Remember. The height is five feet four inches." Liu Qingkeng ordered.

"How much...how much?" Pan Pan asked stutteringly, unable to hear clearly.

Liu Qing frowned, with a puzzled look on her face, obviously she didn't hear Pan Pan's question clearly.

"Just...just now...you...what did you say?" Pan Pan asked loudly as the sound insulation effect of the self-made mask was too good.

"The deceased is five feet four inches in length, quickly write it down on the inspection certificate!" Liu Qing stretched out his hand and pulled the face towel around his neck, angrily said.

"Oh, good." A stench pierced his nose and brain, and Pan Pan hurriedly covered his mask tightly.

But Liu Qing was not so convenient, the mask slipped on and off again, so she had to untie the knot and tie it again.

"Remember, head and face. There are buns, eyes open, mouth open, tongue touching teeth, ears and eyes are complete." Liu Qing held a bamboo stick and carefully examined the face of the deceased.

"Snake? What snake?" Pan Pan was deaf again.

"Tongue against teeth, tongue against teeth!" Liu Qing pulled off the scarf and got angry again.

"Hey, I got it." Pan Pan nodded and bowed, and quickly turned around to draw a ghost on the test certificate, not daring to look at Liu Qing again.

"The left finger is full, the right finger is full, can be bent, the elbow can be bent, the skin is soft, no bruising, no blunt trauma..."

After going back and forth for nearly two hours, the master and apprentice finally completed the examination papers and post-mortem forms.Pan Pan felt that his eyes were blurry, the stars were dancing wildly, and he could not stand it...

"Cover it up first." Liu Qing handed over a piece of white cloth.

Pan Pan caught it with a bitter face, and rubbed against the dead man with a lot of entanglement. He habitually committed Parkinson's disease again, and slowly covered the white cloth with twitches... When he pulled it over the dead man's head, his eyes suddenly blurred , What seems to be seen in the blur?He simply closed his eyes and dragged it to the end...

In the middle of the road, a Zaoban yamen servant had already set up a brazier.The dark brown atractylodes, dark red saponins "crackling" and burning vigorously with charcoal, and the strange medicinal fragrance permeates the air. "Chi la" another scoop of rice vinegar was poured into the basin, and the pungent smell made Pan Pan on the side almost cry.

"Go around and step over!" Liu Qing urged.

"Cough cough... this smell is choking to death..." Pan Pan complained in a low voice with runny nose and tears.

"If you want to go back with a corpse, you can stick it here." Liu Qing didn't bother to answer her anymore, and walked towards the brazier by herself.

"Hey, wait for me!" Pan Pan sprang up, extremely fast and powerful, and almost threw the unsuspecting Liu Qingyigunao onto the charcoal basin.I saw that her strong hat was askew, she looked embarrassed, she covered her mouth and nose with one sleeve, freed the other to wave up and down, to drive away the smoke, and kept bouncing around the charcoal basin.Not far behind, lay a huge black lacquered coffin. This situation was like a drum dancing god, which caused the two classes of government officials to chuckle secretly.

"Here are the autopsy papers, post-mortem, and corpse pictures. Please have a look at them, sir." Liu Qing presented the old and new post-mortem records and stepped aside, still not forgetting to goug out the eyes of his master Kuang, who found him the most troublesome. town.

"The inside is non-toxic, and the outside is harmless..." Wang Qingshan compared the two test papers and said.

"Check one by one, it's true, my lord." Liu Qing replied.

"Ms. Zhang and Liu, the coffin was opened for the second time in this county. The results of the inspections by the two foremen before and after were all the same. Zhang Ren's sudden death was not caused by homicide. Now, do you have anything to say?" Wang Qingshan sat slumped towards the side of the road The white-haired old woman on the ground asked slowly.

"My son, my miserable son..." The old woman was still beating her chest and feet, and the handsome daughter-in-law beside her was also sobbing while covering her face.

"Come here. Send Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law back." Wang Qingshan waved his hands helplessly.

***

Returning home at dusk, Pan Pan, who had been tossing around the dead body for most of the day, was hit mentally and physically. He no longer had the heart to light a fire and cook, so he ate a few mouthfuls of soup and rice with the two pieces of dry bun left in the morning.I took another hot bath and curled up in bed early to rest.

But she was lying on the bed like a scissors, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned.When he closed his eyes, the dead corpse with a height of a giant's view seemed to be dangling in front of his eyes.

"It's really evil... After three days of work, I ran into a dead person. The neighbors say that Zhongmou County is a peaceful place, and there are not many murders in a year... How did I run into it? It's really bad luck! "Pan Pan kept muttering in his heart, and quickly covered his head with a quilt, trying not to think about the painful experience in the afternoon.However, the moment when the white cloth covered the dead man's head flashed repeatedly in her mind.

After a pause for a while, Pan Pan straightened up like a carp, sat upright on the bed and groaned, pulled the quilt and the pillow, pulled the pillow and pulled his hair.

"I said Zhang Ren, Zhang Ren, if you want to die unjustly, then you entrust your dream to your mother, why don't you tell me who hurt you? Why are you hanging around in front of my eyes? You? I have no grievances or enmities with you. , I can't hit eight poles... If you are free tomorrow, shall we burn some more paper money for you?" She, who has always slept well, couldn't help but muttered depressed.