A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 55 The Lady's Case (1)

Qin Dachuan struggled desperately, he didn't even see a monk behind him who raised his knife and slashed. In the critical moment of life and death, the hidden weapon in Mo Song's hand bounced towards the monk holding the knife faster than light, and the sword fell to the ground with a bang.

In front of the desk, Monk Hua looked out the door in surprise.

At the intersection of darkness and light, Pei Jingning was wearing a black robe, tall and tall, with a dignified face and sharp eyebrows, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Who are you?" Monk Hua got up, his triangular eyes were full of murderous intent, and he took out the weapon beside him - Fang Tianji, with a vicious viciousness to take someone's life immediately.

Pei Jingning stretched out his hand.

Bai Lang Lilang immediately handed over the long sword.

"You don't deserve to know."

"Looking for death." The triangular-eyed monk swung his halberd and went up.

Yeats didn't realize it, Pei Jingning disappeared in front of her, and before she could feel emotion, dozens of monks suddenly appeared in the small mountain temple to surround and kill them.

The two men and horses entered the battle in an instant. Ye Zhi was good at fighting, but both sides used long weapons. Her short dagger had no advantage and she could only protect herself so as not to hinder everyone.

Just as she was looking around Xiaoquanzi, a group of soldiers poured into the gate of the courtyard, and at first sight they were soldiers from the imperial court. Yeats instantly understood that Pei Shaoqing had come prepared, and it seemed that the battle would end in a short time.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, the Wei officers and soldiers surrounded and suppressed the Xiaoshan Temple, but it was a pity that Monk Hua escaped.

"My lord—" Qin Dachuan, the rest of his life after the catastrophe, rushed to see Pei Shaoqing.

Bai Lang directed the people to deal with the aftermath.

Pei Jingning followed behind Yeats with his hands behind his back.

Yeats was so shocked by the densely packed dozens of heads on the case that he almost lost his voice, "This... How many lives will this cost?"

Teng Chong counted, "52."

Yeats turned his head: "My lord, have you found out that there is something wrong with this small mountain temple?"

Pei Jingning nodded slightly, "Yes."

"So..." He looked at Qin Dachuan, that's why he found this place.

Pei Jingning didn't deny it, but didn't say much.

Yeats bent down and looked down at the long talisman under his head: "There is the name of the devotee on it..." She just wanted to say the name, but her slender and white palm blocked her eyes, "Find Mei's, don't worry about anything else."

Yeats straightened up, "Yes, my lord." Maybe there are heads donated by people with special identities here, and these little people should not know these things.

Teng Chong pointed to the corner of the head and said, "Here is written Mei's priest, praying to God for longevity."

It's unreasonable for this kind of evil ghost to want to live forever. Yeats hated to kill this pair of devil mother and child.

After investigation, Xiaoshan Temple did not practice Zen and Vinaya in the Central Plains, but Tantric Buddhism from the Western Regions. The secret here is not the secret in Buddhism, but the meaning of secrecy and secret law.

It is said that in the esoteric religion of the Western Regions, a simple ceremony requires dozens of complete skulls, multiple leg bones, and intestines of many people, and the monks' cassocks are made of the brow bones of hundreds of people.

Yeats couldn't help but think about that ancient modern legend—A Sister Drum, and now just thinking about it makes my spine shudder and my scalp numb.

What kind of teaching is this?It is more cannibal than cannibalism.

Monk Hua from the Western Regions deceived people into offering sacrifices under the guise of offering sacrifices to connect life and death, transcending reincarnation. Mei was one of the deceived.

The case is settled here, and the rest is for Yeats to draw the portrait of the victim through skull modeling, so that the victim's family can identify Mei's crime, so that her crime can't be escaped.

Due to the limited conditions in ancient times, Yeats could only choose clay to reshape the model and restore the general appearance of the victim. This is a very delicate job, and it takes ten and a half months to complete it.

Zhao Bai volunteered to participate, even if there are two or two people, it will still take a long time to get the heads of more than ten cases.

Pei Jingning recommended someone to come over, a kneading kneader from Jianghu, Yeats can take ten days at the fastest, and he can finish one in two days, which can be compared with a 3D printer.

ox!Had to obey.

Although the appearance of human beings varies greatly, there is still a certain regularity, which varies with race, region, and age. By extracting some basic information from the skull, the position, length, width, and size of facial features can be determined. The type of eyes and nose can be determined according to the shape of eye holes and nasal bones, and then age and gender can be determined based on the restored facial features.

Through the day and night cooperation of the three people, in nearly a month, the victims who were poisoned by Mei's mother and son were finally arranged one by one for people to claim and identify Mei's mother and son.

Mei Shi is a kind and dough-like woman during the day, but at night she is a man-eating evil spirit, killing people without blinking an eye.

Her son Mei Zongbao, after many interrogations, Yeats discovered that he had a dual personality, a gentle scholar during the day, and a manic patient at night, and he especially liked to destroy things.

This is a typical spoiled but insecure personality.

Ten years ago, when Jinsi Xiaozao's son met Mei's family of three by chance, he didn't notice Mei and Shao at the beginning. It was because this child was too bearish.

The son of Jinsi Xiaozao didn't want to argue with a child at first, but when he turned around, he recognized Shao Liang at a glance. After waiting for 12 years, the son of Jinsi Xiaozao rushed into the kitchen of the restaurant and took out a knife to chop him. He didn't give the surname Shao a chance at all.

This is also the recorded statement of Jinsi Xiaozao's son after Mei's mother and son were convicted and summoned to the world. These cases were later transferred to Dali Temple, and Yeats and the others had the opportunity to know.

It wasn't until the autumn wind rustled and the coolness hit people that Yeats was freed from the tedious case of Mei's mother and son, and slept for three days in a row before recovering.

"It's already September!"

Putting on a thick jacket, Yeats really felt that summer was over
Autumn is here.

Ye Lan stood in front of his room door, hesitant to speak.

Yeats smiled, "I know what you're going to say, isn't that the breakfast shop?"

Ye Lan nodded embarrassedly.

Yeats looked at the almanac, "Coincidentally, the appointed time is today, I'll go after breakfast."

Turning around, Xiao Quanzi actually came.

"I knew you must have had enough sleep today."

Yeats laughed and said, "If I don't sleep or get full for three days, then what am I going to do!"

Yang Fuquan laughed and was very diligent. Seeing that Yeats was about to go out, he hurriedly led the little donkey and waited at the door.

"how about you?"

"I have long legs."

"..." Is this kid here to show off?

Yeats silently climbed onto the little donkey, rode on the little donkey, worked hard behind closed doors for a month, and was finally able to go out.

The sun is so nice.

The ancient street is also very good.

An ordinary and ordinary day has begun again.

The donkey clattered from the deep alley to the bustling and lively street, and the sun was shining, pouring down from the roof ridges of the teahouses and taverns on both sides of the street, washing away the morning air.

The street extends to the east and west sides, and there are constant pedestrians: some are carrying burdens on the road, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, and some are driving donkeys to pull trucks.

Half an hour later, Yeats arrived at the small shop that he had made an appointment with three months ago.

Today this small street is a little too busy, when we reach the entrance of the small shop, the door is open, and the inside is very clear, but there are still things, but there is no one there.

"This..." She found that most of them were gathered around the shop next door, not knowing what to gossip about.

The lady proprietress of the small shop looked up and spotted Yeats, she quickly squeezed out from the crowd, "Brother Ye, you are really punctual, you really came today when you said you came today."

Yeats smiled and asked, "The next door is..."

The proprietress heard her question and said regretfully, "The rich owner of the shop next door was killed, and the shopkeeper doesn't know what to do."

"..." There was a murder case?
The proprietress thought that Yeats didn't understand, so she waved her hand, "The owner next door is rich, and the small shop next door is nothing to her."

"Then have you ever seen this owner?" Yeats used to investigate cases.

The proprietress exaggerated in surprise, "He is a wealthy person, even if he comes to check the shop, he is still in charge, we have seen it before."

"So rich?"

The proprietress nodded humbly, "I heard that she is a noble daughter of the clan, and her husband is a high-ranking official. We ordinary people are not qualified to see her."

To also.

Maybe the case has already been reported to Dali Temple.

Yeats stopped worrying, and asked about the business, "Madam..." Pointing to the uncleaned things inside, Yeats asked, "Tomorrow is September [-]th, can you clean it up this afternoon?"

The proprietress was very refreshed, "Yes, don't worry, as long as you pay the balance, I will find someone to clear the contents immediately."

Yeats nodded, "It's convenient, show me the contract, and I'll pay the balance of the first month's rent if there's no problem."

The proprietress immediately shouted, "The head...the head..."

A middle-aged man squeezed out from the gossip crowd, took out the contract from his sleeve pocket, obviously very interested in the affairs of rich and powerful families, and talked non-stop while signing the contract with Yeats.

While reading the contract, Yeats smiled and listened to his gossip.

As soon as the lease contract was completed, Yeats quickly settled it, and took out the balance of the first month's rent, "Uncle, Aunt, please trouble me."

The kid looked tender, and he did things very neatly. The couple happily accepted the contract, "I wish you a prosperous business and a wealth of wealth!"

Just as the contract was collected and ready to go home, Teng Chong and Qin Dachuan came looking for him excitedly.

"Brother Ye, there is a case."

"I'm still on vacation," Yeats said.

"I know."

"Then you are..."

Teng Chong said a few times, "I just want to tell you."

Yeats looked at him puzzled.

Teng Chong deliberately didn't say anything.

Tch, she doesn't want to know yet!
"Little Quan, let's go."

Seeing that Yeats was not curious at all, Teng Chong hurried to catch up with him, grabbed him before he got on the little donkey, and said mysteriously: "Pei Shaoqing originally let you go over this case, but the king of Huainan County didn't let you intervene."

Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows, what a coincidence, it turned out to be the case of the lady next door just now!

Teng Chong snorted unconvinced, "I bet you will have to take part in this case in the end, otherwise it will be another unsolved case."

(End of this chapter)