Appraisal of Dayong Bao

The master is dead. There is cinnabar under the fingernails, and the soles of the shoes are clean. Uncle Master is also dead. The bloody clothes were stuffed into the crack of the door, but he was buried in new robes. My uncle's widow handed me a copper coin with "Qian" engraved on the back. This is Qianmen's life-buying money. Within seven days, he will definitely die. My name is Shen Yi, a young apprentice from Qiuzhenzhai in Beijing. On the seal left by Master, there are four words engraved—— "Here is the Heavenly Mirror."