The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Jiangnan rain, the wind is full of Changchuan. Biva smoked into the willow shore, and the red musk scented into Meitian. The air is flowing.

The autumn rain in the mountains swept away the warmth left by the white day, and also washed away the bloodstains left by Su Fu while escaping from the ambush. The people who chased the clouds chased the line from the temple.

Su Fu lay sideways on the ground, and he carefully discerned the movements of those people until the footsteps gradually disappeared and disappeared.

Yan Yan's two eyes stared straight at the roof, and there was no sleepiness. She turned over and looked at Su Fu through the gap between the bamboo curtains. He turned his back to her, motionless, and did not know if he was asleep or not. Also placed the cloth bag with the bones.

For this corpse, Su Fu would rather have to sell for five years. It’s incredible. Who is this bag?

The house was quiet, and the two gradually relaxed from the defense, and the consciousness was occupied by sleepiness.

Xu thought a lot about the past life before going to bed. When Yan Yan entered her dream, she emerged the nightmare that entangled her.

In the dilapidated factory building, more than a dozen wretched men with ridicule approached a young woman who was about twenty-five and five years old. Yan Yan’s heart was mentioned in the blink of an eye. She longed for a difference this time, but unfortunately she still reached out. Good young people attract women's attention in front, and another thin middle-aged man is attacking from time to time.

Yan Yan shouted: "Yunlin, there is lime powder in the thin hand, just avoid it!"

Qin Yunlin simply did not see her shouting, spinning a kick kick will straighten the young neck. The thin middle-aged man came to see the time, quickly took out a plastic bag from his arms, grabbed it with his hand, and slammed it on the beautiful face of Qin Yunlin.

A dozen men gathered around, and immediately swarmed up and rushed up, tied Qin Yunlin, and sealed his mouth with tape.

Someone took out the prepared vegetable oil and wiped the lime powder on her face. She looked at her face with a smile: "So beautiful face, if you can't see it later, it's a pity!"

Yan Yan was so anxious that she sweated and rushed forward to kick the animals. Unfortunately, her body was illusory and could not have any influence on them.

"Fast, put the police uniform on her." Another man pinched Qin Yunlin's chin and said coldly: "You policemen, don't wear police uniforms and winds all day long, this time makes you more powerful, how? Kindly, we will serve us ten people at a time, but you have to take out the policeman’s bones and hold on!”

The two rudely tore apart Qin Yunlin's clothing, revealing the close-fitting white underwear, as well as the towering chest, just put on her a set of imitation police uniforms. One of them looked dry and couldn't help it. He then sneaked his hand into her underpants. After smashing it, he probed his fingers and couldn't help but be surprised: "Ha! Boss, this The girl is still a young girl!"

"Hey! This year, the younger children are so rare, it’s delicious!" The man quickly took off his clothes and turned to the person next to him and said, "Take the camera out! Their **** team captain I will definitely like this wonderful video!"

Yan Yan looked at Qin Yunlin's desperate struggle, and his back was sweating.

"No!" Yan Yan saw the man wearing a hood to cover his face, rudely opened Qin Yunlin's leg and screamed and rushed over.

Then I heard the sound of drizzle and rustling outside the window. A cool breeze poured into the quilt, and Yan Yan discovered that she was soaked in her body and chilled into the skin.

"You have dreamed too." The cold voice outside the curtain with a trace of exhaustion.

Yan Yan took a break, and Su Fu gave her a glass of water and pushed it from under the curtain. "Drink some water."

Yan Yan sat up, took a sip of water, remembered that he only said "yes", he asked: "You will also have a nightmare?"

"It is often a dream." Suvorton said: "It is not a nightmare."

For Su Fu, there is no more cruel dream than reality. All his goodness is the past that is stored in memory. Whenever the night is quiet, one person is alone.

"Although you are very cautious, but you are not enough to be wary of strangers." Su Fu saw the vague figure in the curtain slowly falling down, and when the cup was about to land, he slammed into the curtain, a beautiful hand-picked, Hold the cup, half a glass of water inside, still in it.

He sat down on her couch, staring at the face of the fainting face, and muttered: "I never believe anyone..."

But this time he was at the end of his life, but he first thought of Yan Yan. Over the years, he suspected that everyone who was unintentional or deliberately approaching him, only the direct and bold of Yan Yan, allowed him to squat a little.

However, this is not a good thing for people like him.

Su Fu casually covered the face of Yan Yan, flashed out of the curtain, picked up the baggage on the ground, turned out the window, and several ups and downs disappeared in the rainy night.

In the early autumn, Suzhou was covered with rain in the night, and Chang'an, the capital of Datang, was a stalwart.

There are many large houses in Pingkangfang, and Zhumen embroidered households, showing a solemnity in the moonlight. A pigeon slammed into the railing outside the attic, making a squeaking sound.

The attic window opened, and a small gray coat took off a small bamboo tube from the pigeon and quickly returned to the house.

There was no light in the house. The moonlight was reflected on the handsome face through the Korean paper on the lattice window. He was kneeling on the side and supported the head with one hand. He was slightly coveted and looked like he was sleeping. The books of the whole body piled up and almost surrounded him.

"Lang Jun, there is a letter." Xiao Yan walked to his side and whispered.

"Yeah." He slowly opened his eyes, and the faintness of his eyes flashed past. He instantly recovered and cleared his hand. He reached for the paper and said: "The palm lamp."

Xiao Yan took out the fire from the small drawer next to him, blew it and lit the lights on the few. The house was slowly illuminated by the soft orange light, and the book that stood in front of him appeared.

"Someone can't wait to squeeze out Liu Ling." He read the content, muttered to himself, and then handed the note to the lamp and lit it.

"Lang Jun, already more, you take a break, so you are ready to go to the DPRK." Xiao Yan asked.

"Yeah." He got up, and the folds in the leg of the twilight round collar were already wrinkled. Obviously he was sitting in this way for more than an hour or two.

I took a small lantern and carefully turned off the lights inside the cabinet. I led the lights in front and walked to the dormitory.

In the empty courtyard, the autumn wind is bleak, showing a clear and cold weather. Xiao Yan’s heart sighed. In such a large courtyard, there was only one woman, that is, Lang Jun’s milkmaid Shu Niang, and often not in the government, making them Xiaofu like a temple, a bunch of men, it is a good hair.

"Lang Jun, in the evening, Shu Niang let the small inform you, the old lady asked her to go back to the ancestral home, and you were busy, never dared to disturb." Xiaoyan took the lantern and followed the path, while carrying Looking at Xiao Yan's face with care, the old lady is not a person who likes to talk about the old, every time Xiang Shu Niang goes back, it is not a matter of life.

"Mother wants to say something to me?" Xiao Yu paused, and frowned in disappointment. The magnetic voice was hoarse and irritated. "Tian Yiliang, you will let Baiyi Express send a letter to the past, and inform Shu Niang not to use it." came back!"

Little shrinking his head, he should have a cry.

Going to the door of the dormitory, Xiao Yu suddenly thought of one thing. "What about the results of your investigation?"

"Some of the eyebrows, I tweeted to find the wedding lady of Lu's, and forced her to carefully recall the things of the year. The bridegroom said that Lu Niang had only sipped a few mouthfuls of tea before she got on the sedan, and she had never eaten anything. Xiao Xiao replied.

"This is called eyebrows?" Xiao Yu said coldly. He doesn't believe in life, and he doesn't believe what he is. He is convinced that someone has to deal with himself, but he has never caught the line.

As the second-in-command of the criminal department, Xiao Yu really has no face to express his doubts. The two wives who are married, one is violent in a new house, and one is killed in a sedan chair. It is a shame! He gnawed his teeth and sullenly entered the room.

Moonlight is like water, and the light of the entire Xiaofu is only a small lantern, which is very lonely.

The autumn rains in the south of the Yangtze River are like smog in the mountains. As the clouds rang from the first morning bell of the temple, the picturesque quiet began to have a trace of anger. The monks hurriedly gathered in the temple with umbrellas. The temple begins the morning class at the beginning of the day.

Xing Niang, they have already collapsed, and they are busy with their own affairs in the courtyard. About a moment later, a little nun came over and said that today’s lectures were cancelled, and that the mother-in-law would be emptied and sent a special message.

Xing Niang did not rush to call her to get up and sleep by her. She didn't go to the bedroom until she sent her breakfast.

"Mother, it’s going to collapse." Xing Niang opened her curtain and walked close to the inner room. She suddenly saw a man with a white coat sitting in front of the back window. She couldn’t help but start to look at it, but it turned out to be Yan Yan. I caressed my heart: "When the mother gets up, she doesn't say anything."

Yan Yan went back and said: "When you get up early, you want to see the scenery in the mountains. Rain and fog, Jiangnan, the most beautiful."

Xing Niang took a satin coat and put it on her. She sat down and looked out from the window. She exclaimed: "Hey! There is such a large piece of jade flower behind this!"

In the misty and rainy weather, a large white and slender jade flower was stained with rain and dew, which was very tender and tender, and the air sent a burst of fragrance.

"It should be the opening of this two days." Yan Yandao.

A few days ago, I didn’t notice the floral fragrance. I didn’t open much. Today, I woke up from Su’s drug, and I saw a burst of flowers, and Su Fu was no longer there. The house was clean and tidy. As if, last night was just a dream.

The mother of Suzhou loves the jade. Every time the jade flower blooms, the flowers are picked up and braided on the copper wire to be worn as a bracelet, or they are squatted in the hair, and the whole body is elegant and gentle.

"Mother washes it, use it after breakfast, and then I will send someone to talk. Today, the lecture is cancelled. You want to see more and more." Xing Niang smiled.

Yan Yan nodded, got up and walked to the dressing table to sit down, see the late green come in to clean up the cover, and said: "Late green, the half cup of water I put in front of the couch must be sprinkled, I have useful ""

Late green should have a sound, put the water out and put it on a few, before it began to clean up. The small full water comes in to serve the face wash.

"Hey? How is one less grass mat underneath?"

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