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On the banks of the Yellow River, the sound of drums was beating, like thunder in the sky. A row of naked men were beating drums on both sides of the river. They wore red scarves on their heads and red silk and yellow trousers with patterns of dragon scales on their waists. Everyone looked solemn. In the middle of the river, a huge lotus flower has not yet opened, standing upright in the middle of the river.

"Qin Youyi." Cai Jiaqing tugged at the corner of Qin Youyi's clothes, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I thought I would see the majestic Yellow River, why is this river..."

"Does it look like such a long and thin stream?" Qin Youyi also lowered his voice, and said: "In the past, it was indeed a magnificent appearance, but now it is used multiple times. Most of the Yellow River from its source is diverted to irrigate farmland. The dam intercepts the flow, so it is rare to have such a long flow of water."

Cai Jiaqing suddenly realized, and said, "No wonder you are not worried at all."

"Look carefully." Qin said with a smile.

Next is the children's chorus, which is an old saying, an ancient local dialect. Although it sounds immature, it is very firm. In this immature singing, the two are wearing dark red fish scale robes and wearing carp masks. They hold swords and dance for a while. To sing the carols of the Yellow River, one sentence at a time, one sword at a time, one flick of one's sleeves at one step, and one sprinkling of water at one step.

Qin Youyi was stunned. This was a rare kind of piety. It was different from the sacrifice to heaven he saw when he was a child. Although the number of people had changed, the atmosphere remained the same.

With the last sword, the two pointed at the flower bud in the middle of the river at the same time, and then threw the long sword, the strength was just right above the flower bud, and then the tip of the sword fell downward due to gravity, and the two swords worshiping the sky fell at once.

"what!"

Hearing a scream, the movements of the two priests stopped, and they looked at each other across the river, as if they were puzzled by the current situation, and there were some rustling voices from the people around, but soon everyone Quiet.

Because as the huge flower buds slowly opened, there was a person standing in the middle. This person was wearing a big red wedding gown, with his hair tied up in a bun, like a groom in ancient times. , life is hopeless.

"Well, what's going on here?"

"Dead, dead, Dragon Lord is angry, dead!"

"Dead man, run!"

After the people reacted, there was a commotion, crowded and shouting, and it was extremely chaotic. There was a sea of ​​people, and there was inevitably a push, and then there were several screams. Qin Youyou frowned, and was about to step forward, but a hand stopped him After touching him, Qin deliberately raised his head and said, "Yuanyu?"

Yuan Yu raised his eyes, indicating that Qin intended to look at the river bank.

Qin Youyi followed Yuanyu's eyes to look at the river bank, and saw that the priest just now had taken off his mask. The priest obviously had a very high prestige among the crowd, and the opening and closing of his lips and teeth had actually calmed down the people. Qin Youyi Slightly relieved, he turned his head and asked, "Wu Mu, when the two priests danced their swords just now, did you notice the difference?"

"Just now..." Yuan Yu thought about it for a while, and said: "Although it is subtle, there are spiritual fluctuations in the air."

Qin intentionally squeezed his chin and thought for a while, then said: "This time is really the right time, Mu Mu, according to your identities, can you intervene in the local police?"

Yuan Yu nodded and said, "Yes."

In the Public Security Bureau of Huanghekou Town, Qin Youyi and the three sat in the surveillance room where they could see the interrogation room in one direction. Soon after, the door of the interrogation room opened, and the person in the dark red fish scale robe and two police officers stood at the door.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, but I would like to trouble you to go through a procedure with us and record a record." The police officer who seemed to have some seniority said apologetically to the priest at the door.

The priest shook his head. After taking off the mask, he was a gentle scholar and Confucian scholar. He smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, it happened when the heaven was worshipped. I may still be the indirect murderer. Just ask, it has already treated me very well." You're welcome."

"Haha, Mr. Lin was joking, please come in." The police officer invited the priest in and closed the door.

After the three sat down, the police officer began to ask questions, "Name?"

"Lin Ming."

"age?"

"27."

……

After a series of routine inquiries, the police officer began to get to the point, saying: "Although it is impolite to say so, Mr. Lin, in previous years, there was no such thing as lotus blooming in the sacrifices to heaven. Why did you suddenly add it this year?"

"It is true that there was no such thing as lotus blooming in previous years, but this year it was added to follow the ancient system." Facing the police officer's question, Lin Ming calmly said, "In ancient times, the priests had the lotus flower bestowed by the river god." Divine power, they can make an ordinary lotus seed bloom in an instant."

"This...how is it possible?" The police officer looked surprised, and the young police officer who was writing raised his head and opened his mouth wide, with an expression that his jaw was about to drop to the ground.

"Hehe, it really sounds fantastic. I think it's an ancient book in the River God Temple. I don't know if it's true or not." Lin Ming smiled gently and said, "In addition to following the ancient system, more recent Over the years, fewer and fewer people participated in offering sacrifices to heaven. If this continues, sooner or later it will be buried in history. What a pity that such a tradition has been lost? That’s why we came up with some novel ways to attract the attention of young people.”

"That's true...cough cough." The police officer coughed twice to pull himself back from the emotion, and asked in accordance with the original train of thought: "Since it is to follow the ancient system, why is it not last year, not next year, but this year?" Woolen cloth?"

"In today's era, of course, there is no such magical power, but even with the most respected technology, it is impossible for a seed to grow into a lotus flower in the blink of an eye, let alone a huge lotus flower." Lin Ming's tone It seemed to be ironic, but what he said was true, he changed the subject again, and said: "Actually, the planning started four or five years ago, but the technology was not mature enough. In recent years, technology has developed rapidly, so that the Lotus open."

"Oh? Is that a real lotus flower?" The police officer always thought it was a fake flower made of other materials.

Lin Ming nodded and said, "That's a real lotus. Over the past few years, the students in my class and I have conducted mutation experiments, and finally cultivated such a huge lotus. Unfortunately, it can't reproduce. We repeated it tens of thousands of times. I finally found out what kind of ray and what kind of environment can stabilize the lotus that mutates."

"Mr. Lin is really amazing." The police officer smiled and praised, "Then how did Mr. Lin make this lotus bloom in an instant?"

"This..." Lin Ming was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and then said: "This...it's hard to say, this is the secret of every priest of the River God Temple and cannot be disclosed to outsiders."

"Then don't force Mr. Lin. If there is no murder, what will happen after the lotus blooms?" The police officer asked, changing the subject.

"Since the lotus is a real lotus, there will be nothing after it blooms." Speaking of this, Lin Ming smiled again, a little cunningly, and said: "But our sword is specially made, if it is not inserted When we reach that person, when our sword passes through the center of the flower and reaches the bottom of the water, when we encounter the detonating device that has been installed long ago, accompanied by the dragon chant from the underwater sound, a flying dragon will soar into the sky and go straight to the sky. This is to attract young people , considering everyone’s loyal beliefs for so many years, all of them were made by the people of Heshen Temple themselves, but I didn’t expect..."

Seeing Lin Ming's expression, the police officer hurriedly persuaded him: "Everyone understands Mr. Lin's intentions. We don't want such a thing to happen. There will be next year's sacrifice to heaven. Don't be sad, Mr. Lin."

Lin Ming sighed and shook his head, and said, "With such a murder case, who would want to hold a sacrifice to heaven next year? Even if everyone wants to do it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the local government."

Now, the police officer didn't know what to say to comfort Lin Ming. After all, what Lin Ming said was the truth, and it was the most likely thing to happen. There was also the person who died in the flower bud, although he didn't know how he got into the flower bud. Yes, but it would be fine if he died before he was hit by the sword. If he died because of those two swords, even if the two priests, Lin Ming, had great reasons, they would still be charged with murder, not murder. , is also manslaughter.

Qin Youyou listened to this for a long time, and almost understood the matter, but this Lin Ming really made him a little interested, Qin Youyou looked at it, turned around and left the monitoring room.

"Hey, Qin Youyou, what are you going to do?" Cai Jiaqing turned around and saw Qin Youyou going out, he shouted, "Where are you going?"

Yuan Yu patted Cai Jiaqing on the shoulder, his eyes beckoning him to look back.

The door of the interrogation room suddenly opened, and Qin Youyou walked in.

"Mr. Qin." The police officer stood up, he knew that this was someone from above, but such a little boy, maybe he came here to mess around, but he maintained his superficial respect.

Qin intentionally didn't care about listening to other people's thoughts. He walked to the police officer's right hand, put his hand on the police officer's shoulder and pressed him to sit down, but he himself sat down on the table, looked sideways at Lin Ming, and said, "May I ask?" A few questions?"

Lin Ming stretched out his hand and said with a slight smile, "Please tell me."

"How long has Mr. Lin been in charge of the sacrifice?"

"20."

"It's really been a long time." Qin deliberately sighed, and then asked: "Mr. Lin has been a priest for so long, has he ever seen the God of the Yellow River with his own eyes?"

The scene was cold and silent for a moment, the young police officer trembled, Qin Youyi's smile remained the same, Lin Ming raised his head slightly, and looked into Qin Youyi's eyes, the gentle eyes were firm and warm, with a touch of tolerance, Lin Ming chuckled lightly, saying : "Would you believe me if I said I've seen it?"

"Hehe." Qin leaned over intentionally, twitched the corner of his lips, and said, "If you show me a look, I'll believe it."

Qin Youyi's face was not too close, but Lin Ming could clearly see himself reflected in his pupils. After a long time, he smiled and said, "I believe you will see it."

"Heh." Qin intentionally propped himself up, turned his head, sat with his shoulders crossed, and said, "Just watch Mr. Lin's wonderful method."