Under the Power Chapter 14:

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Chapter Fourteen

Lu Yi looked at Zhou Xian’s face that had been swollen because it had begun to rot, and his eyes were dull. After a while, he looked at Yang Yue and said: "Take off his boots."

According to the order, Yang Yue went forward to take off the boots on the corpse. Although he was cautious enough, because the corpse was highly decayed, the boots were taken off along with the flesh, exposing the white bones, and the blood was gurgling.

This summer, I felt my stomach and intestines churning. I hurriedly climbed up the pit with my hands and feet, pulled off the masked cloth, and took a few breaths of cool air.

"Senior, you have work hard."

Lu Yi turned to Yang Cheng Wanyou.

"Don't dare, Yang Cheng has a lot of internal affairs." Yang Chengwan said hurriedly, limping to the edge of the hole.

Yang Yue hurriedly stretched out his hand to help his father down, and because of the odor too much, he took a cloth to cover his mouth and nose for his father. Yang Chengwan frowned and said, "...Call Xia'er down, don't be a catch if she is so delicate."

Yang Yue just opened his mouth and saw that he slipped down the edge of the pit this summer, winking at her, indicating that his father's face is not good.

"Boss, I went up to see the feng shui of this grave, which is so delicate."

This summer, he said with a smiley face, covering his mouth and nose with a cloth towel, and resisting the stench, helping Yang Chengwan take out a full set of silver tools for the autopsy and waited respectfully. What puzzled her was that Lu Yi went down to the coffin and stood opposite Yang Chengwan without saying a word. It seemed that it was up to Yang Chengwan to do an autopsy.

Could it be that he can't believe it?

If he couldn't believe it, he could call Jin Yiwei for an autopsy. Why didn't he bring anyone? She couldn't understand.

Silver knives, silver scissors, silver spatulas, silver combs, several large and small silver needles, etc., this summer, according to Yang Chengwan's instructions, they passed them the same way. Yang Chengwan rolled up his sleeves and methodically started from the hairline, then went through the inspection of the mouth, the abdomen, and the internal organs of the autopsy.

The smell of the corpse is almost about to pass out this summer, and the stomach is tumbling, but the feet are still afraid to move half a step, and they are honestly nailed in place. The same is true for Yang Yue, receiving the tool and looking at his father's injured leg with worry from time to time, fearing that it won't be able to stand for long.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and when the wind passed by, there was already a drizzle on the hair of the robe.

Yang Chengwan’s injured leg is an old disease. If he gets cold from the rain, it will hurt for ten and a half months. This summer, he looks worriedly at Yang Yue. Yang Yue was obviously also worried. Looking at the autopsy, it was almost over. He couldn't help but say: "Daddy, I'll come, you can rest for a while."

Yang Chengwan ignored him, lowered his head and concentrated on continuing the autopsy.

This summer turned his head and looked at Lu Yi, hoping that he could say something, but the latter watched Yang Chengwan's every movement intently, ignoring half of his robe wet by the rain. She pretended to cough, coughing and coughing for a long while, Lu Yi didn't even glance at her, but Yang Chengwan glared at her side, and had to stop.

"The boss is honest, let this guy play and bully." This summer I was secretly angry, but there was no way. I could only lean a little and try to protect Yang Chengwan from wind and rain.

Almost half an hour later, Yang Chengwan checked the soles of his last boots before putting down the last piece of silver tongs, and said politely to Lu Yi: "My lord, the inspection has been completed."

Lu Yi nodded and said politely: "Senior has worked hard."

The injured leg can't stand for a long time. At this moment, he relaxed. Yang Chengwan's body shook slightly. Yang Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, lifted him up to rest, and took a water bag for his father to drink. At this time, Yang Chengwan became more tired, his temples were gray, and his injured leg was stretched as flat as possible. Yang Yue squatted beside him, rubbing him gently and familiarly.

"The pen and ink is inconvenient here. I will show the post-mortem to the adults after I go back." Yang Chengwan saw Lu Yi walking towards him, and he was about to get up quickly, being held down by Lu Yi's shoulders, had to sit down again.

"Not in a hurry...When did the leg of the senior hurt?"

Hearing that, Yang Chengwan was a little surprised. He thought Lu Bing had already told Lu Yi about it.

Lu Yi noticed Yang Chengwan’s expression, squatted down and looked up at Yang Chengwan and asked: "Senior?"

Yang Chengwan smiled calmly, and said: "I'm already considered a lucky person. After entering the prison, I can still come out alive. Injury to a leg is not a matter."

On the other side of the coffin, I was responsible for the finishing touch this summer, dressing the corpse, and covering it with the coffin lid. Since there was no one who didn’t take advantage of it, she found a piece of bluestone on the ground and put it down one by one. All the coffin nails were nailed back, and then they jumped up into the pit and used the shovel to fill the soil back.

Yang Chengwan went to prison? What did he commit?

Lu Yi was stunned. Dad didn't mention the matter. He only said that Yang Chengwan was seriously injured in a mission and has since retired from Jin Yiwei.

What happened that year?

Lu Yi pondered for a moment. Just when he wanted to speak, he heard someone jumping over...

"It's all over! Boss, where are we going to eat?" This summer, he patted the dust on his hands, pitifully.

This little disciple is usually hungry very fast. Besides, it is indeed an hour before the meal. I can’t blame her for screaming. Yang Chengwan sighed secretly. Yang Yue helped him stand up and said to this summer: "What anxious, listen to the instructions of the experienced adult."

Looking at Lu Yi this summer, he hehe smiled and said, "Actually, I'm thinking about the experience of the adults. The adults must be hungry?"

"It's okay."

Lu Yi said lightly.

This summer, he lowered his head seemingly obediently, and slandered in his heart: "You are made of ice, where you need to eat."

Lu Yi beckoned to come to the prison, and asked: "Is there a place to eat nearby? Don't be particular, just wrap your belly."

Si Yu hurriedly said: "There is a ferry less than a mile south, where there are many boats and there are also several restaurants, but..."

"How?"

"That ferry is not an official ferry. Traffickers and pawns come and go. It is noisy, and the food is probably rough."

"It's just rice, it doesn't matter."

Sure enough, it’s less than a mile south, and you can hear the noise of people before you reach the ferry, plus the sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels, it is like a bazaar, and a desolate and silent mass burial a mile away Gangshi is a world of difference. Going further, the ferry is already in front of you, and not far away is a large reed sway. In the slanting wind and drizzle, the reed poles sway, undulating like waves.

Riding on a horse this summer, looking very hard, I can’t see the edge of the reeds, and secretly sighed that the official duties here must be bad. If the culprits drill into the reeds, days and nights If you don't come out, doesn't it make people sad.

Although it was past the meal, the smoke was still visible in several restaurants. The prison guard picked up a fairly clean restaurant and led everyone in.

Lu Yi picked a table and sat down.

"We are just guards, so we don't dare to eat at the same table with adults, we still go to the side table." Yang Chengwan said respectfully.

"When you come out to investigate the case, you don't need to stick to the small section, seniors, please sit down." Lu Yi reached out and asked.

After Yang Chengwan sits down, Yang Yue and Yang Yue dare to sit down this summer.

"Ask them if they have any hollow meatballs, the ones wrapped in lard..." As soon as the prison called the shop Xiaoer, he interjected enthusiastically from the side this summer.

Just after examining a decayed corpse, it is rare that she still has such a good appetite, and Lu Yi glanced at her.

"Boss, what do you want to eat? Dayang said what kind of bamboo shoots are grown in Jiangnan, and they are stewed with fatty meat. They taste very good. You must like to eat them," he turned around and asked Yang Yue this summer, "what is it called? Are there bamboo shoots?"

Yang Yue ignored her and said to Yang Chengwan: "Daddy, I will raise a brazier to roast your legs." He was worried that his injured leg would be invaded by the cold, and he should have trouble sleeping all night.

The second person in the shop is very swift, and she puts out all the food in a while. Stewed lamb, stewed fish head with tofu, and simmered red meat are really not exquisite, but the thick sauce is tangy.

I poured some fish sauce on the rice, and took a few mouthfuls of rice this summer. I raised my eyebrows and caught a glimpse of Lu Yi who seemed to have no appetite, and quietly stabbed Yang Yue next to him, motioning him to look.

"Just after the autopsy, it is still half rotten, so you can still have such a good appetite." Yang Yue murmured to her.

"You and the boss are fine." This summer, he secretly glanced at Lu Yi, became stubborn, and deliberately raised his voice slightly, "Do you remember that last summer, people died in the old house in the south of the city. No one knew it for more than a month, and there were so many maggots crawling out of the house. This time compared to that time, it’s really a little bit of a shame."

Yang Chengwan looked up this summer and said with a smile this summer: "Do you remember the boss? That corpse would not even be examined. In the end, you personally examined it. You let me and Dayang take care of it. All the maggots were picked out. We picked out two full hours and couldn't eat for three days afterwards."

Lu Yi was still eating with no expression on his face, and the jailer next to him could no longer listen.

"The maggots were soaked in blood water, all white and fat, arching around, looking like..." After a pause this summer, he pointed to the rice and said in surprise, "It's like this is soaked in soup White rice. Dayang, the maggots we picked out at that time are probably enough for four or five people."

I guess these words are too cruel, everyone on the table stopped their chopsticks, even Yang Chengwan and Yang Yue were no exception.

Zhou Siyu just took a mouthful of rice, staring stiffly at the fish gravy rice in front of him, he really didn’t have any appetite to continue using rice, his face was ugly and slowly put down his chopsticks, and said embarrassingly to Lu Yi: “Experience adults, please use it slowly. I'll see if there is enough fodder for the horse." After speaking, he got up and quit.

After barely drinking two mouthfuls of fresh fish soup, Lu Yi looked at the bowl of white rice. After a while, he sighed slightly and stood up with his chopsticks, not forgetting to say to Yang Cheng Wanyou: "Senior, please use it slowly."

I was afraid that I could not help the smile on my lips. This summer, I hurriedly buried my head and did a concentrated meal. From the corner of my eye, I saw that Lu Yi had already gone outside the restaurant. Then he raised his head again, and Yang was greeted by Yang. Yue Yiji rolled his eyes.

"Look at what I do, eat and eat..." she smiled.

"Can you still eat?" Yang Yue didn't have a good air, and he respected the food very much. He hated this kind of unappetizing thing most.

This summer, she looked down at the rice, the fish sauce was thick, the rice was soaked in it, and it was sticky. Thinking of her talent, she hesitated for a while, and finally found it hard to swallow.

On the one table, Yang Chengwan is the only one left, and he eats in an orderly manner.

"I just wanted to disgust him," I had to explain this summer, "Think about how he treated us on the boat, it almost killed me!" Although the wound on the neck has long been scabs, it’s just that in my heart. The tone is difficult to calm.

"Kill the enemy a thousand, hurt yourself three thousand." Yang Yue shook his head, he was referring to Zhou Si prison, him and the three of this summer.

"Injury by accident..." Hehe smiled this summer, "Not next time."

Yang Chengwan carried a chopstick dish, and shook his head indifferently: "A few words will make you unable to eat. I knew that in the capital, you should have all three meals a day as one piece." /

Stick out my tongue this summer: "I'm going to find the shopkeeper to see if there are any buns to eat."

She ran away in a hurry.