The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 463 Strangled them to death?
Dr. Wang frowned and wrinkled, and his tone was questionable, "Is this being strangled to death?"

"It's not like." Feng Qingcheng shook her head, put her fingers on the baby girl's neck and gestured, "Look, the strangle marks are much thinner than fingers."

"Then what's going on?" Doctor Wang is a doctor who treats patients and saves lives. He has always only treated the living, and he has never seen the dead like Wu Zuo.

"It should be pulled out by the rope." After Nan Linghan said his guess, he looked sideways at Feng Qingcheng, "What do you think?"

Feng Qingcheng nodded, "I think the same as you, this thickness can only be a rope."

Nan Linghan pursed his thin lips, and said again, "Let's go and see the other corpses."

"Ok!"

The three of them checked the necks of the baby girls in the other coffins again, and sure enough, each of them had strangle marks of similar thickness on their necks.

"It's so cruel!" Feng Qingcheng couldn't help clenching her hands beside her, and at the same time she frowned even deeper, "What I can't figure out is who is so insane that he strangled them to death with such a cruel method ?”

"Judging from the position and depth of the marks on each dead baby's neck, they were not killed by one person." Nan Linghan touched his chin and fell into deep thought, "In this case, why were they sent to this Yizhuang together? Come? Judging from the position of these coffins, it looks a bit like some kind of sacrificial ceremony."

After his reminder, Dr. Wang suddenly slapped his thigh, "That's right, I remembered! There is indeed a rumor among the folks in Yuncang. It is said that as long as fourteen baby girls under the age of three are found and enshrined to the River God, It can guarantee a bumper harvest in the coming year, and there will be no disease or disaster for the rest of my life.”

Feng Qingcheng snorted speechlessly, "This is clearly a deceit, how can there be people so foolish as to believe in such a superstitious way of disregarding human life?"

Nan Linghan said indifferently, "There are always some people in this world who are beyond stupid and hopeless."

Feng Qingcheng sighed softly and regretted, "Yes, their stupidity has killed so many innocent lives."

Dr. Wang was also indignant when he saw it, and said bitterly, "Man is doing it, but God is watching. They will get retribution for doing such a detrimental thing!"

After Feng Qingcheng finished looking at the fourteen coffins, she felt extremely depressed in her heart. She took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the door to look outside at the non-stop torrential rain.

There was a cool breeze, the night sky was dark, and under the darkness, they seemed to be staying in a huge cage with no light, which was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

Except for a few guards who were on guard at night, everyone leaned against the corner and fell asleep.

The yizhuang was very quiet, only the sound of heavy rain pouring on the roof could be heard outside.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Mo Fei and Cang Li who were huddled together, and covered them with the dried coat in front of the fire.

"You should also sleep early."

Nan Linghan's voice sounded behind him, Feng Qingcheng turned her head and glanced at him, then lowered her voice, "Okay."

She lay down next to the two children. Although there were still fourteen coffins parked here, she still couldn't overcome the heavy sleepiness.

After she closed her eyes, her consciousness gradually thinned out, and she fell asleep in a daze.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt that someone held her hand and tugged it twice.

Frowning lightly, she muttered vaguely, "A Li, don't make trouble..."

However, the hand did not move away, but increased the strength.

In her sleep, when Feng Qingcheng felt the cold temperature of that hand, she suddenly shivered and opened her eyes suddenly.

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