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Sui Yi frowned slightly, picked up a thin wooden stick, and checked it carefully.

Xing Pengyue continued to report on the case, There is a different section of the Diamond Sutra in each of the three dead bodies' intestines. Except for Gao Fuyun, the landlord in the south of the city, when his abdomen was ruptured, the other two dead bodies had no wounds on their abdomens, and there was no foreign object in their stomachs.

Magic cultivation technique?

Li Wei raised his head and said, Is there an evil function that can achieve this effect without causing trauma through the belly?

We have compared various schools of exercises, and there are as many as nineteen with similar effects.

Including but not limited to mindfulness, witchcraft, poison, evil thoughts, curses, etc.

Among them, thirteen kinds of exercises have been lost, and four were confiscated by the Academy and the Zhenfu Division, and only a very small number of Zhenfu Division soldiers have dabbled in it.

Xing Pengyue did not hide it: But their locations are all traceable, and there is no time of crime.

Sometimes in order to deal with special types of monsters, the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division will practice heresy under strict supervision.

These people are affected by alienation objects, and cannot write the exercises in their minds into words, nor can they teach the exercises to others.

Li Ang asked, What about the other two?

One is the flogging technique of the Taihaoshan Trial Court. They will hang upside down the criminals who have committed the most heinous crimes and disobeyed Haotian's will, and beat them with special whips, supplemented by reciting mantras.

Every time the prisoner is beaten, the confession spell of Haotian Daomen will be imprinted on the surface of the prisoner.

Every time the mantra is recited, the repentance mantra will penetrate deep into the body. First the lower layer of the skin, then the bones, and finally the internal organs.

Xing Pengyue said: The other is the repentance sutra of Tantric Buddhism in Tiantai Mountain. Monks who have violated the rules and regulations recite mantras to themselves, making the words of the precepts appear on their bodies.

The precepts will not fade away until the monks regain their peace of mind.

Tiantai Mountain Tantra?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows. Tiantai Mountain is the leader of the Zen sect in Yu State today, and its abbot, Jianquan Seng, was famous all over the world thirty years ago.

Tantra is the inner sect of Mount Tiantai, and only eminent monks who are widely recognized by the monks can enter it to practice.

Seeming to have guessed what Li Ang and others were thinking, Xing Pengyue added: There are no monks from Tiantai Mountain in the temples around Xingzhou, but it is not ruled out that outsiders sneaked into Xingzhou in disguise.

He Fanshuang thought for a moment and asked, Has there been a similar case before?

Xing Pengyue shook his head, We checked the three places of Hedong Road, Henan Road, and Hebei Road through the Xixian in the Fusi of Taiyuan Prefecture, and found no similar cases in the case files of the past thirty years.

Serial deaths, strange causes of death, lack of clues.

Sui Yi squeezed his chin, raised his head and said, The captain, please send a few people to lead us to the scene where the body was found, and investigate the address of the deceased.

It is still broad daylight, and the yang energy is at its peak, so the ghosts and monsters dare not make trouble.

Even if there was some evil cultivator behind the case, he didn't dare to act rashly after seeing the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division dispatched and launched an investigation.

Sui Yi divided the crowd into three teams,

She, Qiu Feng, Li Leling, and Zhang Yuyan teamed up to investigate the newly lost wife of a wealthy son in the city.

A team of Li Wei, Yang Yu, and Yong Hongzhong went to investigate Huang Yusan who died of suffocation.

Li Ang, He Fanshuang and Ji Linglang went to investigate Gao Fuyun, a landlord who died of overeating in the south of the city.

The three teams all carried warning fireworks, followed by the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division, and if they were in danger, they would immediately launch the fireworks and get immediate support.

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Compared with the prosperous and prosperous Chang'an and Luoyang, Xingzhou is much inferior.

Especially in the process of leaving the city and going to the farm outside the city. As far as the eye can see, there are pits and pits, sallow and emaciated tenant farmers, dilapidated thatched houses, and cow and horse manure everywhere.

However, at the highest point of the low hillside, there is a magnificent mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding low houses.

Gaofu.

Li Ang looked at the plaque hanging high on the gate of the mansion with flying and flying characters, his eyes twitched, and he knew that this was another local tyrant and squire.

Sure enough, as soon as they stepped into the mansion, they heard the sound of arguing, breaking porcelain, and scolding each other.

In the mourning hall hung with white cloth, men and women in mourning quarrel fiercely, or accuse each other of being unfilial, or reprimanding each other for being lazy, or accusing each other of having a tryst with their lover during the wake.

These people are Gao Fuyun's wives, children and relatives,

Gao Fuyun's family was rich, and when he died, the family members immediately fought for their share of the inheritance, and their faces were torn apart.

It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework, and Li Ang has no interest in the drama of dog blood competition.

As soon as the signboard of Zhenfusi was lit, he led people into the bedroom where Gao Fuyun died.

In the afternoon two days ago, Gao Fuyun was found dead alone in the bedroom by the servants. The servants quickly reported to the officials, and the Zhenfu Division sent people to protect the scene, and lowered the room temperature with a sweet talisman, so that the bedroom remained in its original state.

There is a lot of wine and meat on the table, but there is only one wine glass, one rice bowl, and a pair of chopsticks.

Ji Linglang checked the table and asked the Gao mansion servant: Is your master receiving guests that day? Or has he not eaten for a long time?

Returning to the nobleman, this is the amount of food our master has for a lunch.

The servant replied cautiously: Our master likes to eat, loves to eat. He spent a lot of money to hire famous chefs from all walks of life, and he had to eat seven or eight hot and cold dishes, cold meats, snacks, and fruits for a meal.

Gaofu's family banquet is very famous in the whole Xingzhou city.

Li Ang skillfully put on a mask and gloves on himself, checked the dried blood under the table, and said calmly: The blood splashed out from the chair as the center, and then pooled under the chair.

There are traces of yellow-green bile around the pool of blood, and it does look like the stomach has been ripped open to death.

Of course, it is also possible that someone was assassinated.

He Fanshuang scanned the bedroom, checked the bed, the wardrobe, and finally came to the dressing table, where he stopped on a flat wooden box with exquisite workmanship and a faint fragrance.

The wooden box had been opened by the people from Zhenfu Department before, and He Fanshuang used his thoughts to open the wooden box. What was contained in the box was not jewelry and Wenwan, but bird feather dusters.

Um?

He Fanshuang narrowed his eyes. These dusters were two fingers long and half as thick. The bird feathers on them were of different colors and were extremely gorgeous.

It doesn't look like a feather duster that can dust clothes normally, nor does it look like a decoration worn on clothes.

What's this?

He Fanshuang asked.

The quarrel among Gao Fuyun's family members outside the door became louder and louder, and the servant said with an embarrassed expression, Report to your lord, this is the throat duster that my master has collected.

Throat wiper?

He Fanshuang, who had never heard of this name before, frowned slightly, What do you mean?

It's a duster for vomiting.

Ji Linglang said: Some wealthy country gentry love banquets the most.

In order to satisfy the hunger of the appetite and eat it again, I will find someone to order a feather duster that can reach into the throat.

Whenever I feel full, I will stick a feather duster into my throat to induce vomiting, so as to empty my stomach, and after a short mouthwash, I will continue to eat delicacies from mountains and seas.

Sometimes a banquet can last for three days.