Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

"Master Shi, are you going back to the Dali Temple?"

Shi Xun smiled, the spring breeze smile on his face still warm and gentle: "Exactly, what's the matter, Miss Nine?"

When they got closer, Feng Jia could see Shi Xun's facial features clearly. He had cold eyes, a high nose bridge, and his eyebrows were like the warm spring sun. He seemed to be polite to everyone. The scarlet official uniform he wore gave his soft temperament a coldness that was gentle but not without elegance.

No wonder most of the women in Beijing are fascinated by him.

Feng Jia said, "Master Shi, I think we may have come up with something."

Shi Xun's eyes were filled with confusion.

"The abbot of Cheng'en Temple may be related to the evil cult Taiping Sect, which should have been completely wiped out by the imperial court ten years ago."

Shi Xun was slightly stunned, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at Feng Jia. This case revealed boundless weirdness, and he naturally thought of the Taiping Sect. Similarly, after seeing the look of Xie Si Niang who was hesitant to speak, he knew that she had guessed it, but the two said nothing.

The first reason is that there is no conclusive evidence and it is impossible to make a conclusion. The second reason is that Taiping was too deeply involved and too widespread at that time.

They were all afraid of being implicated.

But Xie Lanzhao could speak out openly about something they were all afraid of. Was it because she was young, so she was naive and romantic, and ignorant and fearless? Or was it because she had a strong character and was willing to seek the truth even if there were dangers ahead?

Shi Xun said: "I heard that Miss Xie Jiu just returned to the capital a few months ago. How come she is so familiar with the Taiping Sect?"

Feng Jia said: "Of course it's because..."

"Of course it's because I told her!"

The two looked over to where the voice came from. Xie Haoxuan had stood behind Feng Jia without her noticing. He came to her rescue and said, "My mischievous sister heard my casual guess and insisted that I explain the reason. I refused, but she had the guts to come to you to verify it."

Xie Haoxuan pretended to be troubled and said, "Master Shi, my sister is naughty. I just said it carelessly. Please forgive me for making fun of you."

Shi Xun and He Xi's smiles returned to their faces and they shook their heads gently: "It is rare for Miss Nine to have such a realistic mind."

The gentle man nodded slightly to Feng Jia again, "But I have something important to do today, so I won't stay for long."

After saying this, he left with his subordinates.

Feng Jia followed the scarlet official robe with her eyes until his tall figure blended into the darkness and could no longer be seen, then she withdrew her gaze.

Xie Haoxuan produced a folding fan from nowhere and knocked Feng Jia on the head with it: "Don't think I don't know what you want to do! Do you want to go to the Dali Temple with Na Shixun, and better yet, let him find the files about the Taiping Sect and spread them out in front of you for you to review in detail?"

"..."

Feng Jia did have this idea, but when she saw Xie Haoxuan's reproachful look, she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Xie Haoxuan sighed, "Don't say you're an unmarried woman. There are differences between men and women. If you go back to the Dali Temple with him in the middle of the night, it will be bad for your reputation if it gets out. Even if it's the Taiping Sect, you're not allowed to have anything to do with it!"

"The Taiping Cult is doing things that go against the will of heaven. Its methods are tyrannical and cruel. How many people lost their wives and children and their families because of this evil cult? Moreover, the leader of this evil cult had previously plotted against the late emperor. Ten years ago, the emperor had issued an order to exterminate all the nine clans of the emperor who have any connection with this evil cult! This is to uphold the law of the country! Even if this abbot Jingwu is related to this evil cult, you should not wade into this muddy water!"

Feng Jia naturally knew what Xie Haoxuan said. She frowned and said, "Second brother, I have a way to stay out of this..."

“No!” Xie Haoxuan raised his brows coldly: “I have made up my mind! Come! Send Miss Nine back to her room! She is not allowed to leave the door!”

Feng Jia knew that it was futile to persuade him any further, so he could only sigh and follow an armored guard from the Zhonglang Camp towards the meditation room.

"Miss Nine, don't be angry with us for taking it. He's doing this for your own good!"

"Don't think that Duling is always cold, but he actually cares about you. That day, he heard that you were stabbed in the jungle. He was so anxious that he picked up a knife and went to find you. He didn't sleep for a whole day and night!"

"We are all very pitiful. Our mother died when we were young, and we have been living with our grandfather..."

……

The young guard kept chattering on and on, when suddenly he felt the footsteps behind him seemed to stop. He turned around in confusion, only to see the Ninth Miss pointing at the darkness in front with fear on her face.

Alarm bells rang in his heart and he immediately drew his sword and slowly walked towards the darkness. Perhaps because what had happened in the past few days was too strange, cold sweat broke out on his palms.

This is at the rear of the Zen temple, where there is a bamboo forest. It becomes quiet and secluded at night, with few people around. The only sound you can hear is the rustling of bamboo leaves.

In the darkness, there was the sound of dead branches and rotten leaves being crushed. The young guard looked closely and saw a black figure flashing quickly from the bamboo forest, then slowly approaching them.

Nearly.

closer.

A dirty cat's paw stepped out from the darkness.

It's a skinny black cat.

The young guard breathed a sigh of relief and put the dagger in his hand back into the scabbard. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a pain in his neck, followed by a feeling of dizziness, and fell to the ground with a thud.

She was very measured in her attack and only knocked him unconscious. He woke up on his own in less than half an hour.

Feng Jia threw the stone in his hand to the ground, patted the broken dirt on his palm, then turned around and ran down the mountain.

Shi Xun had long disappeared from the official road. Feng Jia clenched his fists, but he was still a little short.

"Are you planning to just run back like this?"

Feng Jia looked up and saw a black figure hanging on the tree. Seeing that he had looked, Li Yunyu loosened his hand and landed steadily in front of her.

"Pretending to be a coroner and a thief, aren't you tired?" Feng Jia couldn't help but ask.

"Not bad," Li Yunyu replied calmly, "At least it's much easier than Miss Xie Jiu trying to run back to the Dali Temple on her own two legs."

Feng Jia smiled gently, but stepped on his black boots and crushed him hard.

Li Yunyu withdrew his foot in pain.

Feng Jia sneered.

How could there be such a vicious woman in this world? Li Yunyu was incredulous.

"Forget it. I was planning to lend you my horse. Since you are repaying kindness with enmity like this..." He paused, looking at the extra arm on his arm, his eyelashes jumped heavily, "What are you doing?"

Feng Jia took a step forward, his eyes full of desire, as if someone else had stepped on his foot just now, "Brother Yunyu, tell me, do you have a horse?"

That day in the dilapidated temple, Li Yunyu had already witnessed her fickleness, so he quickly regained his composure, whistled towards the jungle, and immediately a tall black horse came galloping over.

Before Li Yunyu could say anything, he saw Feng Jia running out as if he had seen his prey, pulling the reins, jumping onto the horse swiftly, and squeezing the horse's belly hard.

The man and the horse quickly disappeared, leaving only him standing in the billowing dust raised by the horse's hooves.

Li Yunyu: “…”

Feng Jia rode his horse at full speed for several miles when suddenly there was a noise above his head and then a black figure fell behind him.

Li Yunyu stretched out his hand to tighten the reins, and his fingers accidentally touched the back of her hand, almost instantly leaving.

The horse stopped, and Feng Jia was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"The direction is wrong, the Dali Temple is over here!"

Li Yunyu turned the horse's head and then squeezed its belly. The horse started to run wildly with the two of them. Feng Jia smiled and pretended to be calm and said, "Sorry, my sense of direction is not very good."

Not only did he have a poor sense of direction, but he also had a low sense of morals. He rode his horse and left him behind. Li Yunyu complained in his heart but did not show it on his face.

The two ran for several hours and finally arrived at the Dali Temple. Li Yunyu changed into Xu the coroner's disguise again, and Feng Jia also tied up her long hair, dressed as a man, and became the boy carrying a box beside Xu the coroner.

The Dali Temple respected Xu the coroner very much, so the two of them had a smooth journey. When they arrived at the case library, Xu the coroner showed his token and the gatekeeper immediately let them in.

Three years have passed, and the archive has changed a lot. Fortunately, Shi Xun had already looked through it before them, and Feng Jia quickly found the files recording the Taiping Sect according to his registration.

There are two volumes in total. The first volume records the origin and development history of the Taiping Sect. Feng Jia automatically ignored it and turned directly to the second volume.

The second volume reads:

"There are many evil followers who use the bait of cultivating immortality to attract followers and expand their power. Most of their followers have bad intentions."

"All members of the Taiping Sect must go through the cage test. The test is divided into four levels. The first level is to donate one's body, the second level is to purify one's body, the third level is to ask for a whip, and the fourth level is to be given clothes. The clothes are divided into four colors. The lighter the color, the higher the talent and status."

"The cult leader mainly uses mental control, supplemented by drug control, to control his followers in both ways. Those who often take this drug will become listless and have paralyzed faces, like puppets."

"If there are traitors in the sect, they will be chased by everyone and thrown into the boundless sea of ​​fire and into the cage hell."