After paying tribute to Lord Jiao Minglun's handwritten letter, everyone felt heavy.
"Master Tian, this Jiao Minglun has lived an upright life.
It's a pity that this letter has changed beyond recognition.
Otherwise, if you take it back, it can be used as evidence to vindicate Mr.
Jiao Minglun, so that no one will slander his name again," Han Yongzhong couldn't help but sigh.
"Perhaps all this is God's will.
Today we all have the honor to bear witness to Mr.
Jiao Minglun.
Pindao thought that we should not pay attention to those who spread rumors and cause trouble.
Justice is in the hearts of the people.
The origin of the name of Jiaoshi Town, and the common people's attention to Gongshi Jiao The mourning from generation to generation is enough to be used as ironclad evidence to refute those who spread rumors and cause trouble, so why waste time in front of those rotten scholars who claim to care about the world?"
Qingfeng said seriously.
"What the Heavenly Master said is just that I don't know where the loyal bones are buried.
I thought that Jiao Minglun must have wanted to return to his hometown before he died."
Han Yongzhong couldn't help sighing when he thought of Jiao Minglun who didn't even have a tomb.
"Master Han, I just heard that there is a tomb for Master Jiao in his hometown.
As for Master Jiao's remains, I don't know," Old Man Li said unhurriedly.
"You don't have to sigh, everyone has read the autographed letter from Mr.
Jiao Minglun just now.
According to Pindao, this desolate and inconspicuous island is likely to contain the remains of Mr.
Jiao Minglun."
Qingfeng looked at the heavy-hearted people and said seriously. said.
"Tianshi, the letter only mentions two words, the last word, which does not mean that Mr.
Jiao Minglun died here."
Lao Shao also noticed the subtleties of the letter.
"According to common sense, the person who wrote will definitely carry the last pen with him.
How can it be separated into two places?"
Qingfeng said calmly.
"Yes, since Mr.
Jiao Minglun has written the last letter in handwriting, he will definitely put it on himself."
Han Yongzhong followed.
"If you say so, then Master Jiao Minglun's remains must still be in the cave just now," Tian Guang said suddenly with surprise.
"It's very possible," Qingfeng nodded and said.
"However, we only found this letter and nothing else.
If Mr.
Jiao Minglun had pretended to have this letter, why were the remains of Mr.
Jiao Minglun not found?"
Old Man Li said in confusion.
"Even if it's not on Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body, it will be within his reach," Qingfeng boldly guessed.
"Could it be that Lord Jiao Minglun's remains are still under those warm sands?"
Xin Yun took over Master Qingfeng's words and put forward a more bold conjecture.
"Little master, how is this possible?"
After hearing Xin Yun's conjecture, Lao Shao felt that he was wildly fanciful.
"Times have changed, and I think that although Xin Yun's conjecture is bold, it is by no means impossible," Han Yongzhong said calmly.
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"Master Han is right.
Although there are not a few big storms on this island a year, hundreds of years have passed, and there are countless layers of sand on the island," Old Man Li said calmly.
At this moment, Qingfeng said to Han Yongzhong unhurriedly.
"Master Han, Pindao thinks that instead of guessing here, it is better for us to return to the cave, dig three feet into the ground and check again.
If nothing is found, after the fishing boat is dried, everyone can continue to move towards Dadonghai.
No need to Struggle over this matter.”
"Well, let's go to the cave and have a look."
After Han Yongzhong finished speaking, he took some digging tools from the cabin and hurried back to the cave.
After several people found the sand pit dug by Nuanyi before, they began to dig hard one by one.
Finally, a dead man's finger was found under the sand pit dug by Xin Yun.
Everyone stopped immediately.
Qingfeng and Han Yongzhong walked forward and saw the finger pointing diagonally at the roof of the cave.
To everyone's confusion, Qingfeng immediately lay down on the ground, imitated the shape of the dead man's finger, then stood up, drew a circle around the found dead man's finger, and said to everyone calmly.
"Everyone saw it and dug deep along the circle."
Everyone suddenly realized what Qingfeng had just done, and they worked hard to continue digging.
In less than half an hour, a living mummy wearing Ming Dynasty official uniform and lying in a reclining position appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone tutted in admiration.
"Master, Master Han, could this be the remains of Master Jiao Minglun?"
Xin Yun couldn't restrain his excitement and couldn't wait to ask the two for advice.
"I once had the honor to see Mr.
Jiao in court attire.
Judging from his figure, he is indeed Mr.
Jiao," Han Yongzhong replied calmly.
"Although I have never seen the true face of Mr.
Jiao, judging from the reclining posture of this corpse, it must be Mr.
Jiao," Qingfeng said seriously.
"Master Tian, based on just one gesture, you concluded that it must be Master Jiao Minglun," Lao Shao asked curiously.
Qingfeng smiled slightly and then said to everyone.
"Continue to dig deeper near Master Jiao's body."
"Master, what are you doing?"
Xin Yun asked in confusion.
"If you continue digging, the answer to Brother Shao's question will be revealed soon," Qingfeng said calmly.
Xin Yun and Tian Guang stopped asking and continued digging around Jiao Minglun's body.
As Qingfeng expected, he soon found a rusty steel knife not far from Jiao Minglun's other hand.
"Tianshi, do you mean that after Master Jiao Minglun finished writing his last chapter, he used this steel knife to kill himself?"
Lao Shao asked in surprise.
"It's true that Mr.
Jiao Minglun wanted to hold the last letter in his hands until he died.
It's a pity that after he committed suicide, the last letter fell not far away from him," Qingfeng said unhurriedly.
"But Master Tian, this must-have pen is just ordinary paper, why is it miraculously preserved?"
Lao Shao then asked.
"Perhaps this is God's miraculous workmanship.
If I am not wrong, Lord Jiao Minglun's final writings were sealed by the sand blown into the cave, and gradually became isolated from the world, so they were lucky enough to be preserved," Qingfeng said seriously.
"Yes, if it weren't for this, Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body would not be preserved so fresh and complete," Han Yongzhong continued.
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"Since Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body is so fresh, we can take him back to his hometown for burial."
After hearing what Qingfeng and Han Yongzhong said, Tian Guang had a sudden idea and said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Li was the first to stand up and object.
"It's just nonsense.
Mr.
Jiao Minglun's body is buried in this warm sand.
It's okay.
If he was taken away by us, he probably wouldn't have left the island.
He would have started to rot long ago.
The dead man is a big man, so he can't be impulsive."
Then, everyone began to discuss how to deal with Mr.
Jiao Minglun’s body.
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