I'm just an ornamental fish in the water.

Shubu's hand trembled slightly, and he instinctively said, "You can't say things like that!"

What does it mean when all the veins and blood vessels in a corpse have disappeared?

Jiang Li frowned upon hearing this.

"I've examined corpses for half my life, how could I be wrong..."

The coroner's brows were furrowed, and his voice was dazed, yet it carried a hint of instinctive confidence.

"After a person dies, their meridians close and dry up, but it is absolutely impossible for them to be like this, undetectable."

"Let me take another look, let me take another look..."

The coroner, still incredulous, took a deep breath to dispel his shock and disbelief, and continued examining the body.

The cause of death has actually been found.

Having all the meridians in one's body extracted while still alive is obviously a death sentence, and the victim must have been terrified during this process, which is consistent with the initial conclusion.

But the question is, how did they do that?

Could it be the work of an evil spirit? At this point, it seems to be the only possibility…

The thought sent a chill down the spine of the coroner, and his hand trembled as he pressed it against the lower abdomen of the corpse.

This press, however, startled the coroner.

The feel is off...

He hurriedly lowered his head and tried to steady his hand, but the knife was still trembling slightly as he slowly sliced ​​open the corpse's abdomen.

There was still no blood.

Moreover, beneath the skin, there was only an empty cavity, with a large chunk of flesh missing!

However, the coroner was certain that there were no wounds or marks on the lower abdomen of the body before he cut it open.

It was as if an invisible hand had pierced through the skin and flesh, forcibly tearing out a large chunk of flesh, yet the surface remained unharmed...

The coroner shuddered and muttered to himself, "This location is the dantian..."

"etc!"

Suddenly, he thought of something, put down the knife, and with trembling hands, reached into his chest and abdomen, searching upwards. The coroner was searching for the heart.

However, his touch revealed nothing. The seemingly full chest cavity had been hollowed out, and no matter how he searched, he could not find the heart!

"Not only the lower dantian, but even the middle dantian has disappeared..."

The coroner stood up, forcibly pressed down on his trembling hands, and dipped them into the basin of water beside him. It took him a long time to wash them clean.

The books beside him were trembling, and the notebook in his hands was covered with messy ink stains.

The coroner splashed water on his face several times, shook his head to calm himself down, and turned around to say, "Not only have all the meridians in his body disappeared, but his lower and middle dantian have also vanished. If I'm not mistaken, his upper dantian is probably the same."

"However, performing brain surgery is extremely disrespectful, but it's not impossible to confirm..."

Having dealt with corpses for half his life, the coroner managed to hold on despite the extremely bizarre situation before him.

He took out a slender, polished iron needle from the tools beside him, held the corpse's head with one hand, and inserted the needle diagonally upwards from behind the ear with the other.

He paused slightly, then slowly stirred the iron needle. In just one movement, the coroner was struck as if by lightning, abruptly pulling out the needle and stumbling back several steps.

"That's right... the upper dantian has also disappeared, leaving only an empty cavity inside the skull..."

The coroner took a deep breath, and the iron needle in his hand unconsciously fell to the ground, making a soft clinking sound. However, even this tiny sound made both the coroner and the scribe tremble.

"Have you finished memorizing? If you have, go out and show it to the adults."

The coroner urged him on, his voice trembling.

"Okay, okay, that's all..."

With trembling hands, he finished the last stroke of the book, not caring about the ink stains on his hands. Holding the book, he hurriedly pushed open the door.

As sunlight streamed in, the book's expression softened somewhat, and the coroner beside him also relaxed a little.

The two couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

Although it was a bit brighter now, what had just happened still sent chills down their spines.

They all shivered involuntarily, turned around abruptly, slammed the door shut, and hurriedly left.

In the room that had returned to darkness, Jiang Li's figure slowly emerged.

He walked thoughtfully to the corpse, a glint of sky-blue light flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Li hadn't learned any observation techniques, but the ability to sense qi was one of the instincts of cultivators; observation techniques merely enhanced this instinct. Of course, powerful observation techniques would also come with various supernatural abilities, but their foundation remained qi observation.

"Evil aura, demonic aura, malevolent aura..."

Jiang Li muttered to herself, "What mortals cannot see is no secret in the eyes of cultivators."

However, what Jiang Li saw was nothing more than the most common things among cultivators.

Magistrate Chen died at the hands of that strange creature, so naturally, demonic energy, evil energy, and malevolent aura remained on his body.

The key now lies in what the coroner discovered earlier.

Why would that strange creature use such a bizarre method to kill Magistrate Chen?

The body's meridians and three major dantian.

What Magistrate Chen lost were precisely the two most important things for cultivators.

For cultivators, meridians are essential for the transport of true qi, and the dantian is essential for storing magical power and opening up one's inner world.

But Magistrate Chen was just an ordinary man...

Was it just Magistrate Chen who died this way, or did all six members of his family die in the same manner? Please remember the only official website for this novel: www.deqixs.org. The website owner has only this one website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Li concealed himself once more, quietly leaving the side room and returning to the mourning hall.

At this moment, in the mourning hall, the representatives of the puppeteer family, led by Pang Jun, were questioning the coroner one question after another.

The coroner was trembling, but he still described the autopsy results in a very methodical manner.

As the coroner recounted the events and the contents recorded in the register, the faces of the crowd turned utterly horrified.

This is absolutely not something a human could do. Even the most skilled assassin, with a deep understanding of the human body, could never remove a person's meridians, heart, and brain without leaving any visible wounds!

"This...this is something only a vengeful ghost could do!"

Someone blurted out something, and the scene immediately fell silent; everyone stopped talking.

Finally, Pang Jun said in a deep voice, "Sew up the magistrate's body, place it in the coffin and lay the body there, but... do not seal the coffin for now, wait for news from Luoyang."

The people around them all agreed.

Jiang Li paid little attention, simply concealing her presence as she walked to the location of the remaining five corpses.

Magistrate Chen's parents, wife, and two children lay quietly, all covered with white sheets. Jiang Li squatted down, reached out, and pressed one of the corpses through the white sheet.

He couldn't project his divine sense outwards for the time being, but he could probe outwards upon contact. In just a moment of contact, Jiang Li ascertained the condition of the corpse.

The meridians, brain, heart, and dantian are still there.

Jiang Run examined the remaining four corpses one by one, and found that they were all the same, with nothing missing.

In other words, only Magistrate Chen's body exhibited such a bizarre condition.

Jiang Li frowned, carefully recalling whether the strange thing that she struck with lightning carried Magistrate Chen's meridians and heart.

But those strange things were all chopped into charcoal by himself, leaving only a breath of life. Even if they were still alive, they were probably ashes. It was really impossible to tell them apart.

I should have been gentler.

Jiang Li sighed, found a corner to appear, followed the crowd to offer incense, then bid farewell to Pang Jun, preparing to investigate further along the strange thing's escape route...