The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Xiao Yu and Yan Yan were dismissed at the entrance of the temple. Yu Bozhen had already been waiting at the entrance of the main hall. They saw the two figures in the distance and hurriedly greeted them. "According to the inspection, the master of Huaiyin was gone."

"Isn't it still good in the morning, how suddenly has it gone?" Xiao Yu asked as he walked toward the temple.

Yan Yan also looked at Yu Bozhen.

Yu Bozhen got close to Xiao Yu and whispered a few words. Yan Yan did not hear him, but since it is necessary to say it privately, then the death of Huaiyin must be another hidden situation. As for whether it is a real death or a suspended animation, it is not known.

A few people walked into the main hall together, and the monk, the monk, sat on the futon, sitting in the mouth of the futon. The mouth of the monk sang "The Great Compassion Mantra". The entire hall was resounded with solemn chanting, in the middle of the world where they were sitting. Hidden in the new red 袈裟, the slender eyebrows slanted up, the phoenix phoenix naturally closed, the long feather eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, the blood color receded, the original rosy lips turned into a faint apricot color, The neck is slender, and the collar part is slightly exposed inside the white coat, which is commensurate with his skin like jade, and can't be said to be clean and beautiful.

For many years in forensic medicine, Yan Yan has never seen such a beautiful body, just like a perfect art statue, seeing his present appearance, so that she can not bear to imagine the subsequent corpse change.

Yan Yan couldn't help but want to get close to the observation, but she was dragged by Xiao Yu, and she lowered her voice in her ear: "Sit for a while."

Yan Yan nodded and found an empty futon sitting cross-legged.

Xiao Yu also found a position, with a voice that only two people could hear, and said to Yan Yan: "The master of Huaiyin volunteered to be a bait."

Sure enough, Yan Yan recalled that when he first saw Huai Yin, his pair of phoenixes with indifferent earth colors, at this time, learned that he was just a bait, and he was relieved for a moment.

Sitting in the temple for a moment, Yan Yan heard the sounds of sleepy, can not help but pull Xiao Yu's sleeves, whispered: "How many times do you still read this?"

"To do seven days of rituals, about to read a thousand times a day." Xiao Yu said.

After the monks have died, the flesh will not be moved within twelve hours. After the seven days of rituals are completed, they will be cremation.

Net benefits will come, whether it is from a rational psychological analysis, or a feeling of the bottom of the heart, the woman who distorted the heart because of love, after hearing the death of Huaiyin, I am afraid it will be crazy.

Crazy... Yan Yan’s heart was amazed and turned to Xiao Xiaodao: “Net Hui is likely to be bad for the fantasy!”

Xiao Yan brows slightly, immediately got up and walked out of the hall, ordered people to inform the observance of Yingmei, and pay close attention to the move of the net.

"I will send you back." Xiao Yu saw the uneasiness in her heart, and said.

It’s not a very sensible way to use the hidden and stimulating net benefits of the hidden dangers. If it’s not a matter of this thing, I’m afraid that I’m already experiencing the temptation of Yan Yan’s stimuli, and my heart is dark, I don't know who is coming up with the idea.

Xiao Yu and Yan Yan walked out of the cloud from the temple, and they met the person who came up with this ambiguous idea - Liu Qingsong.

"There are a lot of herbs on this mountain..." Liu Qingsong happily joined together, but greeted Xiao Yan's cold eyes. "I think that Liu Zhishi is so stable, he should not come up with this bad idea."

Liu Qingsong unconsciously glared at the waist, since the channel: "This is definitely the most important drug. The key is that the old letter reminds me..." Liu Qingsong's voice gradually weakened, and quickly looked at Yan Yan, dry cough Two words again and again: "Old asked when you will take back your grandmother."

When the words came out, they suddenly became quiet. Even the soldiers at the entrance of the temple felt the murderousness of Xiao Yu’s body, and they quickly slowed down their breathing.

Xiao Yu feels that it is not the time to deal with Liu Qingsong. Some people want to explain something, but they don’t know where to start. "Seventeen mothers..."

Yan Yan glanced at him faintly, no joy and no anger, and continued to move forward.

"Liu Qingsong, you will go to serve the old in the future." Xiao Yu said this sentence, he will go to chase after Yan.

Liu Qingsong smiled and carried a large medicine box and glued it up. "I can see Jiu Lang's gaffe, and the small one is willing to serve the older generation. However, Jiulang, you are now more and more room-like! Haha."

Yu Xiangfang Xuanling, famous for his fear. Whether it is the military country or the daily government affairs, Fang Xuanling has no idea. But this is such a savage figure, actually took his own lady's helplessness, fearing like a tiger.

However, the fear is not limited to Fang Xuanling. In Chang'an City, the woman who is married, it is estimated that she can stand on the entire Suzaku Street. Half of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion are fearful. Their ladies, even the emperor I feel a headache, but the fact that Fang Xuanling is a big problem.

It is said that one day, when the morning and the morning, the big guys are gone, but the room is still standing still, and the sect is very strange. Say the old house, are you embarrassed? Fang Xuanling squatted on the ground: Your Majesty, you have to be the old minister, the old minister was beaten by his wife, and the lady will not let me go home. Your Majesty asks you to send a decree, let the lady allow me to go home, or the old minister can't live, and the old minister will die in front of you.

Zong Zhen gave the house to Xuan Ling to go home. After the event, it was also uncomfortable in my heart. I thought about the appearance of my great Tang Dynasty. How can I be afraid of my wife? Then he picked a few beautiful ladies and gave them to Fang Xuanling.

The forefoot was just under the sacred moment. After two hours, Lushi led the ladies to the palace.

Zong was also angry and angry, and gave a bowl of "poison", saying that he would either die, or he would go back and put these palace ladies into the chamber. Lushi immediately took the "poison" and drank it.

Fortunately, there is a foresight to use vinegar as a poison. Otherwise, if it is really dead, looking back to Xuanling, how can he compensate? Even so, I was scared of a cold sweat, and my heart couldn’t help but thank you. Fortunately, my family Guanyin (Queen Grandson) was gentle and wise.

This matter has become a long-awaited laughter after Changan’s surname.

Xiao Yu naturally knows that Liu Qingsong is squeezing him, faintly saying, "Old talk can never count, if you dare to squeeze me because she has allowed you, then you better ask for yourself." ”

Liu Qingsong was awkward, and he was proud of the mood of floating into the clouds. He suddenly fell on the ground. When he remembered, how could he not know the old sex, and he was also suddenly seeing Xiao Yu’s disappointment, and his heart was both surprised and curious. I will forget this. I want to stop, Liu Qingsong rushed to Xiao Yu’s back and shouted, “Jiro, I am joking, really.”

Xiao Yu only gave him a head back, hurriedly caught up with Yan Yan and went up the mountain with her.

"Clearly is the second of Fang Xuanling." Liu Qingsong grinned, and immediately began to wonder how to cover the face.

In the shadow Mei 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉 冉The heart that was mentioned can't help but let go.

"Since there is nothing, then I will return to the temple first." Xiao Yan saw that Yan Yan did not notice his existence, and could not help but feel a little sullen, and his voice clearly showed his inner dissatisfaction.

He Yandeng stepped down and looked back at him. He frowned slightly: "Come as well, you have to come, go or you have to go, gamble at me."

Xiao Yu sighed, snorted, and wanted to walk, but somehow, his feet stood in the same place as the roots, so he had to leave his face.

Yan Yan looked at his temper, and he felt funny in his heart. He also felt that Xiao Yu was much more realistic than the usual imposing manner. "If you don't go, come in for a cup of tea."

The anger and dissatisfaction in Xiao Yu’s heart suddenly smoothed out some.

Today, he was deliberately not covering his emotions in front of Yan Yan, trying to save his impression of him, but now he feels that it is easier and easier to get close to her.

If you want to be angry, you will be angry. If you want to laugh, you will laugh. How long has he not tried to get along with others?

I was admitted to the hospital in one step, and the scene I saw was a chicken jump.

The late green catches the back collar of the illusion, Xing Niang and Xiaoman pull the late green, and the four people roll on the ground, making the herbs in the shackles messy.

Xiao Yu was obviously also stunned by the front of the crowd, and then turned to watch with interest.

"Stop!" Yan Yan’s deep voice came out, crying, screaming, and persuasion.

Song Blue also ran out of the kitchen.

The four people who were in a group looked at Yan Yan and Xiao Yu for a while, and quickly stood up.

Xing Niang's old face was red, and she coughed a few times. She quickly took care of her clothes and lifted her feet to the kitchen.

"Xing Niang, what happened?" asked Yan Yan.

"This... the old slave is persuaded to be inadvertently pulled in. What happened, the old slaves don't know." Xing Niang has always been a ritual, and now she is especially seen by an outsider Xiao Yu, but this person lost a Clean!

The courtyard was quiet, and the threshold of the partial room was opened. Su Fu, a white-shirt, lowered his head and came out from the door that was much shorter than his height. The ink was beautiful and stood behind the gallery. At a glance, I saw Xiao Yu next to Yan Yan.

At the moment, the murderousness of both sides suddenly bursts, which is a kind of tacit understanding between the enemies.

Yan Yan suddenly felt miscalculated. It is reasonable to say that Su Fu suffered such a heavy injury. He said that he had to be in a coma for two days. She never thought that he would wake up at this time.

If Xiao Yu does not see Su Fu, he may not exist at all, but once he is right, I am afraid that it will not end.

In this situation of disparity in power, who is the dead person, at a glance.

The murderous air, the sound of the illusion and the convulsions did not dare to send out, desperately to go to the green body, look like, can not wait for the late green is a bush, so that she can get into the refuge.

Yan Yan looked up at the Xiangyang point and decided to ask Xiao Yu again. "Xiao Langjun, this time..."

" Needless to say, I said that things can be repeated, I seem to be such a person without principles?" Xiao Yu's sharp eyes, staring at Su Fu.

And Su Fu did not give up, the cold and dark eyes, with a jade and burning momentum.

The two men met, but not like the peace between Xiao Yu and Sang Chen. The atmosphere was at your fingertips, and there was some sweat in the palm of your hand.

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