It was night.
Li Jianquan's memories were far too chaotic. Had Xu Qingxiao not possessed such strong mental power, along with the Dream-Entering Divine Ability...
Anyone else facing this situation would have suffered severe damage to their mind.
Fortunately, everything had settled into place.
The sky was black as ink.
Xu Qingxiao took the form of a crow and perched on the eaves, looking through the roof tiles at the scene inside.
This was a morgue, and two figures stood within.
One was Li Jianquan.
The other was the coroner.
Xu Qingxiao slipped into the coroner's body to observe everything through his eyes.
Inside the morgue, forty-five bodies had been arranged in three rows.
The youngest child among them was only four or five.
At this moment, Xu Qingxiao finally understood why Li Jianquan had become suspicious.
There was scarcely an undamaged inch on these bodies. Sharp swords had slashed them, particularly their faces. The youngest child's eyes had been gouged out and nose cut off.
The flesh had been sliced from both arms of several women.
Xu Qingxiao had considerable composure. Though the sight was deeply shocking, he could still endure it.
"Has anyone tampered with these bodies?"
Li Jianquan's voice rang out. Dressed in black, he frowned as he examined the bodies.
"My lord, aside from moving them here, no one has touched these bodies since."
The coroner answered with utmost respect.
"Strange."
Li Jianquan's frown deepened. He examined the bodies one by one, eventually stopping at a woman. All her fingernails had been torn off, leaving a mass of dark bruising. It was a horrifying sight.
"Even if Zhang Nantian intended to kill his entire clan, why would he be so cruel? Even if he feared punishment for his crimes, surely this was unnecessary?"
Li Jianquan muttered