The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 13

Tonight, the moon is obscured by dark clouds, and there are horse hoof prints that disturb the view. The whereabouts of the two of them should not be discovered for a while.

Liu Yan held Mu Zhuohua and flew for a while, then placed her on the ground and sat down to adjust her breathing.

Seeing Liu Yan's pale face, Mu Zhuohua said, "My lord, your breath is blocked, and it will be very difficult for you to perform exercises forcefully."

Liu Yan nodded slightly to express his understanding.

A dozen men in purple clothes surrounded a withered skeleton, looking solemnly in the direction of Dingjing. Finally, four horses and three people appeared in the field of vision.

Seeing the horses approaching, a dozen people in purple knelt down on one knee and said solemnly: "See you, Your Majesty!"

The cloak in front of Liu Yan was bulging. Suddenly, a gap opened in the cloak, revealing a fair and tired little face.

"Have we finally arrived?" Mu Zhuohua breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really terrible..."

The people in purple looked at each other, not knowing what expression to make.

Liu Yan took Mu Zhuohua off his horse and looked at the leading man in purple: "He Xin, where did you find the body of Deputy General Yuan?"

Mu Zhuohua had already seen the bones on the ground, and while paying attention to their conversation, he walked towards the bones.

He Xin replied: "Reporting to the prince, we found this skeleton under the cliff over there."

He Xin said and pointed to the cliff not far away.

"In the past few days, we have searched a radius of twenty miles, and finally found this body under the cliff. The body has rotted and most of the clothes have been eroded, but there is a waist tag next to it, which is confirmed to be owned by Deputy General Yuan, and so is the armor. It's a military standard, so there should be no problem with your identity."

As He Xin spoke, he glanced at Mu Zhuohua from the corner of his eye.

He had some doubts about the relationship between this little girl and the prince. The prince had not been close to women for many years, and this was the first time he had seen him so close to a girl.

Mu Zhuohua squatted down in front of the corpse, sneezed, rubbed his red nose, picked up a branch nearby and lifted the corpse up to look at it carefully.

Liu Yan noticed He Xin's suspicious eyes and explained, "She is here for the autopsy."

Mu Zhuohua carefully looked at the toe bones from the skull. He pointed at the bones with a branch and said, "There are thirteen scars on his body, here, here, and here..." Mu Zhuohua looked at the shoulders and bones of the corpse. He made gestures between his chest and abdomen, "These five places have signs of healing and were injured during his lifetime."

Liu Yan nodded and said, "Yes, these are the injuries he suffered on the battlefield."

After hearing Mu Zhuohua accurately point out a few old injuries, the suspicion in everyone's eyes faded a bit.

Mu Zhuohua pointed at his shoulder again: "The remaining eight injuries should have three causes. Let's talk about this kind of scar first. It penetrates very deep into the bone at first, and then shrinks inward to form scratches. This kind of weapon is very special, like The eagle claws, and the tops of the eagle claws are coated with poison. This poison is not very toxic, so you can see that it only forms a light blue-black color. This kind of injury is not fatal, and it should only be used for capturing."