Dali Siqing solves the case and is super god

Zhaoti Temple is not the largest temple in the capital, and the incense is not the most prosperous. Along the way, what impressed Chao Muyun the most is the tranquility of the inner environment and the tranquility surrounded by century-old trees. The mountain and terrain here endow it with a unique temperament. , It makes people feel that the Lingtai is clear in the breath.

"Everyone here please—"

A homicide occurred in the temple, and the government intervened. All the monks were checked and isolated. The courtyard was very quiet, except for the guards, there was no one else.

Chao Muyun walked into the main hall with the crowd, and because he didn't move much, he was the last one. When he entered the door, he saw a long eight-fold screen, which was fully opened, and the four seasons of rivers and mountains were painted on it, which was elegant and solemn.

It is difficult to arrange a large and majestic public hall in a clean place of Buddhism. It is understandable to use it as a hall with Buddhist niches, and the momentum is even more solemn, but what is the matter with this screen?There is a long one, separated directly from the middle of the main hall, blocking the line of sight... Gong Zhi, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple sitting behind, doesn't like to see people?

After Chao Muyun's eyes adapted to the changes in the light inside and outside the room, he found that the screen was placed very cleverly. It looked very long, and the scenery was exquisite, but in fact, the embroidered surface was thin and transparent. It was far away from the main hall, so they couldn't see the opposite side clearly. Shangguan's appearance and expression, because the lamps are gathered here, it is very easy for Shangguan to see them clearly.

While thinking about it, the lord Gong Zhi said: "Because of the need to consult Buddhist allusions in other files, I went to the mountain this morning and happened to encounter a murder case, so I can take care of it. However, I have not recovered from the wind and cold, so I will talk about it with a screen. You don't have to." Nervous, I invite you to come here this time, it’s just that the government wants to know more about the case.”

The voice sounded slow and gentle, without any pressure.

However, in the next moment, the voice was still slow, but the tone was oppressive: "I have been ill for a long time, and I have handled a lot of cases. I am very sensitive to some things - the mother and daughter of the deceased did not leave as planned yesterday morning." , It’s not that the food in the temple is not clean, and the servants have eaten their stomachs and can’t leave, but someone—has been poisoned, right? I advise you, what I ask you, what you answer, lying will only harm you.”

poison?

Chao Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the few people who came together.

Xue Tan, Fan Zhengda, Qi Yongnian, including the monk Jiashan, all frowned at the same time, their micro-expressions could be interpreted as 'disgust', and they even touched their abdomen at the same time... Are they all poisoned?

But it shouldn't be very poisonous, and the amount is relatively mild, so everyone's stomach broke at the same time, the metabolism is very fast, and nothing happened today.

So should the mother and daughter of the deceased be too?They were on the trip the day before yesterday, and they planned to stay at Zhaoti Temple for one night. After getting up yesterday morning, they slowly packed up and went back to the city.

If the murderer did it, the purpose is very clear - to keep them here so that they can be easily killed.

But everyone at the scene had the performance of being "poisoned", but the one beside him, Hou Jiuhong, was not. Is he all right?

Hou Jiuhong had a very thick skin, knowing that the sick man was looking at him, he pretended not to see him, and didn't even move his eyelids.

The wind and rain outside the window did not stop, the screen blew past, the candles swayed, and the screen also swayed, Chao Muyun saw Gong Zhi's face, although he was not quite clear, he could already see that this lord had passed his thirties, There are fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes are like torches. Just looking at his upper body from his sitting posture, he is tall and has a steady temperament.

He is holding a few pages of rice paper in his hand, the handwriting looks very scribbled, the ink stains are not dry, it seems that it is newly written, three steps away from his right, there is a soap official, this person should have just changed his clothes, and he did not have time Change the shoes, the whole body is dry, the shoes are soaked, and there are wet marks on the feet.

Looking at Mu Yun clearly, the upper of this person's shoe was stained with a little moss and mud - this kind of moss and mud were only found on the side of the stone steps they came up along the way.

He turned around in his heart and understood.

No wonder the officials don't care about the "escort" of the suspects, they come here by themselves, not afraid of "encounters" on the road and colluding confessions, in fact, this is the purpose of Gong Zhi, this adult has already sent someone to observe not far away, and record Write down the actions of the suspects, such as the order in which they came up, who they met by chance, and what they said...

Gong Zhi said in a solemn voice: "The two deceased in this case, mother Huang and daughter Leng Chunjiao, arrived at Zhaoti Temple at noon the day before yesterday. The main purpose of this trip was to see your good son-in-law. Who is Fan Zhengda?"

Fan Zhengda came out to salute: "Villain Fan Zhengda."

Gong Zhi: "Tell me about your past two days, your contact with the mother and daughter, when and where you met, what you said, what you did, especially your whereabouts last night—tell me one by one. "

"To answer people's questions, Zhaoti Temple has strict rules. Not only are male and female guests separated from each other in the yard, but they also eat in different places. There are very few opportunities for villains to meet them," Fan Zhengda said. They only saw each other once, that was the afternoon before yesterday, when they ran into them at the Stone Turtle in the back mountain, said a few words, didn't stay for a long time, and then went back to the yard, I don't know which dish was not clean yesterday, everyone had diarrhea Mrs. Madam also failed to leave as planned. The villain thought about it, and went to greet him once around late afternoon. Because of the men and women's defense, he had a bad stomach again, which was indecent, so Mrs. and Miss did not show up. I only said a few words through the door curtain, and the villain also asked them not to be polite. The villain is a man after all, and he can handle things. If there is any problem that is difficult to solve, let them give orders at any time... After that, the villain When I went back, my stomach felt bad, and I basically stayed in the room, never went out, and went to bed at night, not knowing what happened outside."

Gong Zhi: "You came to Zhaoti Temple to see each other?"

Fan Zhengda: "Yes."

"Only said these two words, and no other actions?"

"……Yes."

"You are not very attentive."

"It's really... Miss Leng doesn't like villains very much, and villains are not good either. A hot face sticks to a cold ass."

Gong Zhi glanced at the document on the table: "After the inspection, the time of death of the deceased was around the time of Chou. Did you fall asleep at that time?"

"Yes."

"one person?"

"This..." Fan Zhengda hesitated, and said, "And brother Xue, this time he accompanied me up the mountain and lived in the same room."

"You mean, he can testify against you."

Xue Tan stood up and bowed his hands in a salute: "Don't dare to hide my lord. The villain has been sleeping in the same room with Fan Zheng for the past two days. I had a bad stomach yesterday. Everyone is not feeling well. I'm not in the mood to do anything else. We will sleep at Xushi." Yes, never went out."

Gong Zhi: "Both of you stayed up all night?"

"That's not true," Xue Tan shook his head, "Slept too early, woke up in the middle of the night, the villain used the Gong bucket, couldn't see clearly in the dark, and accidentally kicked it, the movement was a bit loud, as if waking Brother Fan up gone."

Gong Zhi looked at Fan Zhengda: "Is that so?"

Fan Zhengda thought for a while, then nodded: "I seem to have woken up for a while, I couldn't even open my eyelids, and I complained that Brother Xue was making too much noise."

Gong Zhi: "What time was it, do you remember?"

Fan Zhengda: "This is not very clear... Ah, I remembered, I heard the sound of an hourglass, it should be Yin's time?"

Gong Zhi looked at Xue Tan: "Have you had any contact with the deceased?"

"This... is there?" Xue Tan scratched his head, "Is the villain an advisor to Brother Fan? The day before yesterday, I accompanied him to Shiguitan. I met and greeted my wife and young lady, but after that, I didn't say hello. Well, there are strict rules in the temple, and villains are not allowed to wander around."

"Since the afternoon of the day before yesterday, you haven't seen the deceased again, and you have been resting last night, and you don't know what happened."

Xue Tan: "Yes."

Gong Zhi waited for the other side of the document to record these, and then looked at the monk Jiashan: "The temple is safe these few days, and you are on duty."

"Amitabha," Jiashan clasped his hands together and said, "According to the temple regulations, patrols are performed twice during the day and once every hour at night. After the key is released, outsiders are not allowed to move around. If there is any, the poor monk will be notified immediately. The day before yesterday The poor monk can attest to the fact that the two deceased met benefactor Fan and benefactor Xue. It is true that benefactor Fan went to the courtyard of the deceased to greet the deceased yesterday. He also consulted the poor monk and was accompanied by a little novice. , The poor monk has not seen much communication between the two places."

Gong Zhi: "What about last night?"

Jiashan said: "Sleeping at night, even the monks in this temple are not allowed to move around. The keys are set at [-] o'clock in each courtyard, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. There are guard bells clothed by the temple on the door latches and walls. If there is any abnormal touch, there will be abnormal noises. But the poor monk never heard the noise, so he didn't know that such a tragedy happened."

Gong Zhi paused, and then said: "Do you have any guesses about this accident?"

Jiashan thought for a while, and said: "The female guests should pay special attention to safety matters. They are arranged in the highest courtyard on the west side of the temple. There is a dangerous peak, Yiyun, and the terrain is steep. If the thieves find an unusual way to sneak in, it may be the cliff over there, but You must be very familiar with the terrain and have high martial arts skills to be able to do this."

Listening to Chao Muyun, he felt that this suspicious point pointed directly at Hou Jiuhong. Among all the people present, he was the only one who had shown his martial arts so far.Also, since there is no way to come here, how did his brother get to the courtyard of the dead and kill someone by mistake?

Gong Zhi turned to Qi Yongnian: "Why are you here?"

Qi Yongnian saluted, with a sad expression on his face: "Light a lamp for my deceased wife."

"When will it arrive, so that the deceased can recognize it?"

"Yesterday was before dawn, and unfortunately I had breakfast in the temple, and I also had a bad stomach, so I couldn't leave, so I had to stay overnight last night." Qi Yongnian closed his eyes, "I didn't know the deceased, and I didn't speak to him, but last night At the second quarter of the ugly hour, the wind seemed to be very strong, and I was woken up, and I even looked out of the window, but I didn't see anything, so I fell asleep again."

Gong Zhi looked at Chao Muyun: "What about you?"

Chao Muyun shook his head: "I didn't stay in a temple. I have a courtyard not far from my house in the mountains. I drank too much wine last night. I don't know where I am and what I did. But others said that I came here, so I don't know what to do." Come and talk back."

Gong Zhi was about to ask again, when he suddenly coughed heart-piercingly, the wind and cold... seemed a bit heavy.

He seemed to have no choice but to hold back even after drinking tea, so he could only sigh: "The site is currently being surveyed, and there are still many details that need your help. I am not energetic enough to take care of it for the time being. Please stay in the temple for two more days. Cooperate with official missions for investigation and questioning."

Then he was escorted away by one of the officials. He wanted to see a doctor and take medicine. The suspects... naturally had to leave the hall and go to the room arranged for them by the officials.

After walking through the rain curtain, Xue Tan started to get angry again: "There are a lot of things at home, and I'm still waiting to go back. If it wasn't for someone... we wouldn't need to suffer like this!"

When he was speaking, the corners of his eyes kept drifting towards Mu Yun, it was self-evident who "someone" referred to.

Fan Zhengda was drenched by the rain and was wearing some baggy and obviously expensive clothes, and he was not very satisfied: "I think you must know who the murderer is. It's just that it's not convenient for you. Some people might as well stand up and recruit, at least Can get some good karma."

Qi Yongnian also sighed: "I don't know if Shangfeng has issued any new official duties. If I come here again, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up."

Jiashan accompanied and led the way. He didn't speak, but if he didn't speak, it was sometimes a way of expressing his position.

These people are suspicious of Chao Muyun, thinking that he is the murderer in this case, but they still want to make sophistry, refuse to plead guilty, and delay other people's affairs.

Hou Jiuhong narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mu Yun, which meant——

See, everyone says you're a murderer, you're fucked!

Chao Muyun remained calm, slightly hooked his lips, and smiled at him with a deep meaning——

So, you have to protect me well, don't let me hang up, we are together, but everyone has seen it, I am the murderer, and you are the accomplice.

Hou Jiuhong: ...

You sick child want to die now, don't you!Damn it, use your mouth to slap back, and see if they get pissed off again!

"Cough cough cough-"

However, Chao Muyun suddenly coughed up blood, closed his eyes, and became dizzy.

Hou Jiuhong hurriedly held him back, spitting out a foul word.

When you are used, are you useless?You can catch it!Wake up your motherfucker for me!

Wake up can't wake up, Chao Muyun is about to sink to the ground.

Xue Tan continued to be angry: "If you can't say it, you pretend to be dead, thinking that others will feel sorry for you? And you—" He stared at Hou Jiuhong with dark eyes, "My lord just asked everyone, and you are the only one left. You are lucky. "

Hou Jiuhong smiled grimly: "You are also very lucky, if you take another step forward, your head will fall off."

Xue Tan's scalp tingled and he stopped talking.

Hou Jiuhong sneered, he had plenty of ways to frighten the pile of trash, but the sick seedling on his arm had no choice but to continue to carry it, dragging it to his own yard.

The sick child is lying on the bed, but he is much more docile than before, he won't say angry words, and he won't count people...

Hou Jiuhong rolled his eyes, his brows were dark, and he smiled with white teeth.

Don't think that I can't see it, you just let me serve you, right?Do you know who Lao Tzu is?My thick Jiuhong's advantage is not so easy to take advantage of...

He jumped up and down, found a pen and paper from the room, wrote the contract in two copies, signed it, took out the red clay that he carried with him, pressed his fingerprint on it, picked up Chao Muyun's thumb, pressed the red clay on it, and Fingerprints on the contract——

His movements were not gentle, and Chao Muyun's fingers turned white. The fingerprints on the contract were clearly visible, and they couldn't be denied.

Hou Jiuhong read the deed paper several times and was very satisfied. He stuffed it into his bosom, turned out the door, and ducked into the rain and fog.

At the same time, on the west side of the steep cliff, on the side of Yiyun Peak, someone was using lightness kung fu, slamming the rocks under their feet, and gliding towards the peak silently.

Golden mask, horned head, deep purple clothes, bright red lining, gold pattern embroidered with satin light, intertwined with light silver rain lines, shining the only splendor in the world, flowing with the wind and fierce with the rain——

Like a big butterfly.