Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 457 Familiar Guests

Wang Mang walked over quickly to have a look, reached out and pulled the switch on the left side of the wall, and with a "click", the two crystal convex mirrors slowly rose, casting his figure into the temple.

Wang Mang turned to Xiaotao and Uncle Li and said, "This is the control room of the temple's organs, located under Xumi's seat in the temple."

Uncle Li said: "Master, I understand, they must have plotted against us through the mechanism inside last night."

Wang Mang nodded: "That's right. Last night's chaser saw that we rescued Mei Xiang, so he pretended to be a ghost, entered the dark room from the outside, and manipulated the mechanism below to kill us.

It's no wonder that I only saw a black shadow when I chased it out, and then disappeared.

And the Dharma Guardian Heavenly King suspended in the dense fog used the refraction principle of the two crystal convex mirrors to put his own image into the hall, which is really a clever design.

Even these two huge crystals are rare to see. I have only seen such big ones in the palace. This Black Clothes Club really has some wealth. "

Uncle Li suddenly realized and nodded.

Wang Mang pointed to the row of horn-shaped sounding tubes and said to Uncle Li: "You shout into this horn."

Uncle Li walked up to the loudspeaker and yelled loudly, and the sound buzzed all of a sudden, shaking the walls of the dark room.

Uncle Li was stunned: "Is this the hell sound we heard in the temple last night?"

Wang Mang nodded and said, "Yes, these speakers are specially made and can change people's voices. It seems that there are many skilled craftsmen in the Black Clothes Club!"

……

The sky is at dusk, and the setting sun hangs alone in the sky, emitting a sad light like bleeding, wrapping these mountains in the afterglow of the afterglow.

The strong wind swept over the cliffs, sending out waves of horrifying whimpers.

There was a crisp sound of horseshoes in the distance, and several horses galloped up the hill along the narrow mountain path.

The leader pulled the reins sharply, and the horse neighed and stopped.

Immediately, the passenger raised his hood, his sharp eyes were full of wisdom, and he looked at the vast scenery. This person was the prime minister, Di Renjie.

The sound of horseshoes breaking behind him, Li Yuanfang galloped to his side, followed by the housekeeper Di Chun, Zhang Huan, Li Lang, Yang Fang, Ren Kuo, Qi Hu, Pan Yue and other guards.

Li Yuanfang looked at a small castle under the hill, and said, "My lord, that should be Jingyang's hometown - Wangjiabao, right?"

Di Renjie looked up at Wangjiabao, nodded and said, "Yes, according to that old man, this should be Wangjiabao."

Li Yuanfang smiled: "My lord, I didn't expect Jingyang's hometown to be so remote."

Di Renjie shook his head: "Okay, Yuan Fang, let everyone move faster."

Li Yuanfang nodded: "I don't know what expression Jing Yang would have if he knew we went to his hometown."

As he spoke, he clamped the horse between his legs, and the horse let out a long cry and rushed down the hill.

At this time, it was evening, under the afterglow of the setting sun, Wangjiabao, a small mountain village with only a dozen families, looked so peaceful.

The houses in the village are built according to the mountains, and each house has a high stone wall.

At this moment, the village is surprisingly quiet, not even a dog barking can be heard.

Di Renjie and his party came to the entrance of the village on horseback.

Fearing that Di Renjie might make a mistake, Li Yuanfang stepped forward and said softly, "My lord, this village seems a little weird."

Di Renjie nodded slowly: "Well, it's too quiet. It's dinner time, why can't you see even a little smoke from the kitchen."

Li Yuanfang tentatively asked the adults: "Are you going to the village?"

Di Renjie pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go."

With that said, he lifted the reins and walked towards the village along the dirt road.

There is no one in the village, not even poultry and livestock that are common in ordinary rural areas.

Di Renjie and his party walked in the middle of the village road, and there was no other sound except the echo of horseshoes "crack" and "crack".

Li Yuanfang followed Di Renjie, feeling that something was wrong, so he reined in his mount: "My lord, there seems to be no one in this village."

Di Renjie reined in his horse with a "wow", looked around, and shook his head: "Impossible. Look at the houses next to the road, the courtyard walls are high, and the fresh mud next to the walls is not dry. It is obvious that they have just laid a base It has been reinforced. Looking at the courtyard door, the paint color is very new, without any signs of mottled, there must be people living here."

Li Yuanfang wondered: "But, why is there no sound at all?"

Di Renjie took a deep breath and shook his head.

Suddenly, Di Chun shouted from behind: "My lord, General Li, look!"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at a person coming out of the village entrance.

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang were startled. When they looked up, it was Uncle Li who came out of the village.

Di Renjie, Li Yuanfang and others knew Uncle Li, and they had known each other since they were in Luoyang.

Li Yuanfang exclaimed, "Uncle Li?"

Uncle Li walked over a few steps: "Follow me!"

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang looked at each other and followed.

Several people stopped at the gate of Wang's house, the gate opened, and Wang Mang greeted him: "My lord, please come in quickly!"

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang looked at each other, they were dumbfounded: "Jing Yang, why are you here?"

Wang Mang smiled: "After I received your letter, I knew that you would definitely pass by Wangjiabao.

That's why I came here specially to wait for you. No, I received a message from a servant saying that several people had come to the village, so I sent Uncle Li to pick you up. "

A trace of loneliness flashed in Di Renjie's eyes, he smiled and said: "That's right, by the way, Jing Yang, what's going on in this village? Why is it so quiet?"

Wang Mang glanced at Di Renjie, hesitated to speak, and then sighed: "My lord, come in first."

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang looked at each other, and they walked in.

The Wang family is in the main hall.

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang sat down under Wang Mang's guidance, and the servants served hot tea, and waited for everyone to sit down.

Wang Mang looked around the crowd and asked strangely, "My lord, brother Yuanfang, why don't you see Miss Ruyan?"

Di Renjie smiled: "I asked her to go back to her hometown to take care of elder brother."

Wang Mang nodded: "So that's the case!"

At this time, Li Yuanfang asked: "Jing Yang, why is your village so quiet?"

Di Renjie nodded: "Yes, it's time for dinner, why can't we see even a little smoke?"

Wang Mang sighed: "It's not the Black Clothes Club's fault."

"Black Clothes Club?"

Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang looked at each other, and they raised their heads.

Wang Mang nodded: "That's right, the Black Clothes Society is the largest power in the rivers and lakes near Liangzhou. They are tyrannical and tyrannical. They have set a festival day. During the three days of the festival, no one is allowed to cook. And they will force the villagers Let's make offerings and worship!"

"Snapped!"

Hearing this, Li Yuanfang patted the table heavily: "It's really unreasonable!"

Di Renjie's complexion is also not good: "Jing Yang, don't the local government care?"

Wang Mang smiled wryly, and said, "This Black Clothes Society can be said to be haunted. Even I can hardly find their whereabouts, let alone the government."

Di Renjie's face softened slightly: "So it is like this!"

Li Yuanfang nodded: "No wonder Brother Zeng wanted to complain to us, saying that Liangzhou is not easy to manage."

Di Renjie asked: "Jing Yang, what is the origin of this Black Clothes Club?"

(End of this chapter)