The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"Yes! That's what Miss Qian said."

Qin Miaoxi stared at the two of them intently and asked, "What did the body look like when it was delivered?"

The old couple thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so they said bluntly: "We didn't know. When they sent it here, all the clothes were put on at the Qian family."

Lu Qingchen held his chin in his hand and pondered, "It's not impossible. After all, the Qian family can't afford to lose face, so it's understandable that they want to bury him quickly."

The old couple asked anxiously: "Master, what about my son?"

It turned out that their son had been having a fever for no apparent reason since yesterday, and the temperature had not gone down yet.

Qin Miaoxi was silent for a moment, then said to the two of them with a serious expression, "Have you used the five hundred taels the Qian family gave you?"

"No, we kept them all!"

Qin Miaoxi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. If you had used it, I'm afraid your son would really be beyond saving."

The old couple were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They asked hurriedly, "Master, what does this mean?"

"Didn't you ask me for a piece of talisman to ward off evil spirits and put it in the grave when you buried the body yesterday?"

"Yes, that's what happened."

"The talisman paper contains your son's birth date and eight characters."

The old couple stood there in a daze, obviously not understanding the meaning of her words.

Qin Miaoxi glared at the two of them, annoyed. "Once these birth dates are buried in the grave, it means your identity has been reported to the King of Hell. So, when the time comes, will Lord Wuchang take away Rongsheng or your son?"

The two looked at her in horror, their faces turning pale as paper in an instant.

Qin Miaoxi nodded secretly with satisfaction, and said solemnly: "So if you want to save your son, you can only put everything back in place."

"Return?"

"Return the five hundred taels to the Qian family. Of course, Rongsheng's body must also be returned, otherwise your son will be in great danger this time."

"Okay, give it back, give it all back."

The old couple agreed without hesitation. The old woman immediately took out the five hundred taels of silver from her bosom and muttered to herself, "What about the body?"

Qin Miaoxi said in an enigmatic tone, "Send it back the same way it was buried, and the sooner the better."

The old couple of the Li family suddenly realized and got busy without saying a word.

After saying that, Qin Miaoxi pulled Lu Qingchen away from Li Dazhuang's house.

"Why are you leaving? We still have something to ask!"

Qin Miaoxi turned a deaf ear to his words and took the man directly to the hillside behind the village. There was a sign on one of the graves that read "Tomb of Li Sheng, son of Li Dazhuang."

Lu Qingchen looked around warily and said tremblingly: "Hey! What are you doing here? Let's go back as soon as possible!"

Although the sun was shining brightly, there was no warmth to be felt. The cold wind was blowing continuously, and the eerie atmosphere of the cemetery not far away was really creepy.

"If you are afraid, just go away first!" Qin Miaoxi then glanced at him coldly. The strong disdain and contempt in her eyes were obvious without any words of explanation.

This sentence instantly ignited the man's anger, "Afraid? This Marquis has never been afraid."

After saying that, he angrily came to Rong Sheng's grave and said, "Tell me! What are you going to do?"

"Digging a grave."

The word "OK" almost slipped out of his mouth, and Lu Qingchen choked on his own saliva, "Wait, don't you say you won't dig graves!?"

"Yeah! I didn't say I'd dig it myself."

Qin Miaoxi squatted down in front of the grave and touched the soil with both hands. "It's moist but a little dry. It looks like it was dug up not long after it was buried."

"If you don't dig, then doesn't that mean I have to do it?"

Lu Qingchen felt his hair run down his body when he heard this, and immediately became furious. "I'm telling you, this Marquis can..."

Qin Miaoxi was too lazy to listen to his chatter. She cast her eyes towards the looming figure in the distance and interrupted him without any hesitation, "You are not needed. The people who are working are here."

The two did not wait too long on the hillside. Li Dazhuang and his companion brought seven or eight villagers up the mountain and started digging the grave without saying a word.

Lu Qingchen was stunned. "You really can trick people into coming here!"

"Young Marquis, if you can't speak, you don't have to. No one thinks you are dumb."

Qin Miaoxi rolled her eyes. It was not right for them to dig up the grave, but if it was the parents of the deceased who did it, even the people of Su Village would not be able to stop them. Besides, what she said was not entirely false. Burying an outsider in their own ancestral tomb would indeed have a certain impact on the family.

Li Dazhuang and others worked very quickly and found the coffin in less than a quarter of an hour. Qin Miaoxi finally saw the coffin inside clearly.

Several people worked together to lift the coffin out. Suddenly, a voice came out from the villagers, "Strange, why is the coffin so heavy?"

Li Dazhuang and his wife immediately looked at Qin Miaoxi, as if asking her what to do next?

"Open."