Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Di Renjie came over and took a closer look. He was also shocked.

He raised his hand and moved his little finger. It seemed that his little finger was bigger than that thing.

It was not seem, it was certain.

He asked in confusion: "Could it be that the perpetrator found it too small, so he didn't take it away?"

The previous victims did not find their dried roots at the scene. They should have been taken away by the thieves.

"Ahem, it's possible."

The woman saw someone laughing at her A Lang, and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Small is better than nothing, right? Woo woo woo.

Song Zhen carefully picked up the dried root and carefully observed the cut.

It was found to be very flat, and it should be an extraordinary weapon.

But the problem is that ordinary 鄣刀 can never do such a one-cut cut.

It can't be said that it can't be done, but it can only be said that it is difficult, because the blade of the 鄣刀 is not that sharp, it is just sharp.

"It seems that the thief used an unknown sharp weapon."

Such a smooth surface reminded Song Zhen of a scalpel!

Even a kitchen knife can't make such a smooth cut!

As we all know, it is difficult to sharpen the blade of ordinary iron tools so sharply.

Then, what can be done is probably made of alloy, right?

The first material that Song Zhen thought of was bronze.

He recalled a video he had seen in his previous life, which seemed to be a bronze sword unearthed from a cultural relic that could easily cut paper.

Although the iron smelting technology in ancient times was not as advanced as that in later generations, their sword-making technology was definitely not bad, and even exceeded the imagination of modern people.

In other words, the sharp weapon in the hands of the perpetrator theoretically existed.

Di Renjie interrupted Song Zhen's train of thought, and he murmured: "Is there a possibility that it was not a sharp weapon? But something else that cut it off?"

"What do you mean?"

"Some of the strings are also very thin, so it should be possible to do it."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

It seems that the direction of their discussion has gradually deviated. They are not discussing why to cut, but how to cut?

"There is another point that I haven't figured out."

Di Renjie: "Well, you tell me."

"Look, the blood in the wound is not flowing now."

"Hmm?" Di Renjie looked over and it was true.

It seems that it has begun to form calluses. Can it recover so quickly?

A group of people left the scene and carried the unconscious man back to the government office. Song Zhen wanted to study it again.

And Di Renjie continued to interrogate the woman in the interrogation room of the government office.

"You just said that after arriving in Jiangzhou, you met a strange person?"

"Yes, his voice was strange, and what he said was also strange."

"What did he say?"

"He said, yes, this is the best pure yang body, and he wants my Alang to take the initiative to offer the dry root."

Di Renjie wrote down the key information, looked up and asked: "Then what?"

"Then we scolded him for being sick! He just laughed and then disappeared into the woods."

The woman wanted to cry again: "I, I really didn't expect that he, he actually did it for real!"

"What kind of crazy person is this? What else can he want? He actually wants a man's treasure. What can he do with it?"

"Langguan, I beg you, you must catch that thief! Avenge my Alang!"

Di Renjie laughed dryly: "Okay, okay, okay."

After sending the woman away, Di Renjie thought silently in his heart that this thief was quite well-mannered, using courtesy before force.

He didn't know if other victims would encounter the same situation.

Also, what did the woman mean by the pure yang body?

Di Renjie didn't understand what a pure yang body was.

So the next day, he searched for doctors in Jiangzhou, but they all said they didn't understand.

Until he came to a small clinic outside the city, an old man heard him ask what a pure yang body was, and the old man answered his question very enthusiastically.

"Young man, you don't understand this, right? There is a saying in our folk that a boy born on the ninth day of the ninth month has a pure yang body. A girl born on the sixth day of the sixth month has a pure yin body."

Di Renjie stepped forward curiously and asked, "Old man, what is the difference between a pure yang body and a pure yin body and an ordinary person?"

"I don't understand this."

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be born on the ninth day of the ninth month. Could it be that...

Di Renjie couldn't help but clamp his legs together, feeling a chill.

In order to verify what he thought, he visited the victims' families one by one.

He spent three days interviewing more than 50 people, and finally found out a fact.

It was true that all the victims were born on September 9th!

How terrible! A new question has arisen. How did the thief know that the victim was born on September 9th?Born on the ninth day of the first lunar month?

Could it be that they have a pair of eyes that are different from those of ordinary people?

Or is there something different about the pure yang body from ordinary people?

So, Di Renjie went back to the inn, he looked at Song Zhen seriously, and then compared himself in the mirror.

"No difference."

Song Zhen was confused by the other party's look, he shook his palm in front of Di Renjie: "Are you okay?"

"Shou Zheng, the victims were all born on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month."

"?" What does this mean?

"There is a folk legend that those born on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month have a pure yang body."

Song Zhen laughed: "Hahaha, I am dying of laughter, what pure yang body, right? I thought they were going to practice "Tian Gang Bei Dou Jue", or "Nine Yang Magic Skill", or "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing"."

Di Renjie was stunned: "Shou Zheng, what are these two books you are talking about?"

"It's some martial arts secret book circulating in my hometown."

Your hometown? Isn't your hometown Fenzhou? I'm in Bingzhou, how come I haven't heard of it.

"Uh..." Di Renjie took a deep breath, then said in a deep voice, "To be honest, I was actually born on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month."

"Huh?" Song Zhen's smile stopped abruptly.

He subconsciously glanced at the other person's abdomen, then coughed.

"I think this kind of pure yang and pure yin is not credible. Could it be that people born on this day will be different from others in their physique?"

Di Renjie nodded and agreed with Song Zhen's words: "I think so too. Anyway, I don't think I'm a martial arts genius."

"Maybe you haven't found a technique suitable for your special physique?"

Di Renjie was stunned. Why is he getting more and more outrageous?

He thought for a moment, and then replied: "Shouzheng, do you think that group of thieves could be a group of martial arts sects similar to the Chongguang Tower we encountered in Hongzhou?"

Song Zhen shook his head and said: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could they know any martial arts secrets?"

The martial arts sects of this era had chaotic skills and no rules. It was not until the beginning of the Song Dynasty that a large number of martial arts schools were born.

"Aren't there any martial arts secrets circulating in your hometown? Maybe they have them too."

"Hahaha, how is it possible? Besides, what martial arts secrets require people to practice and be cut off forever?"

Laughing, Song Zhen shut up.

Don't you dare say, it really exists!

The legendary "Sunflower Manual"?

......

After Di Renjie pondered for a while, he looked into Song Zhen's eyes and asked.

"Shouzheng, if the thieves are not from the Jianghu sect, then who would care about pure yin and pure yang?"

Song Zhen touched his chin: "When you say that, I have to think of Taoism."

"Taoism has the saying that all things carry yin and embrace yang, and believes that yin and yang are everywhere, and everything and natural phenomena contain yin and yang."

Di Renjie added: "In fact, there is another religion that also mentions yin and yang."

Song Zhen was stunned: "You are not talking about Buddhism, right? How can Buddhism talk about yin and yang twins? Aren't they talking about reincarnation?"

Di Renjie smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no, I don't know if you have heard that there is Tantra under Buddhism."

"Tantra?"

Song Zhen thought about it, you know what, it's really a bit similar.

The Tantric "Great Perfection Method" and the Taoist "Yin and Yang Mutually Cause Karma and Reincarnation Method" are extremely similar, both of which are the reincarnation sufferings that the Taoist position must constantly eliminate the black law afflictions and white law knowledge obstacles.

Song Zhen didn't know what the specific differences were. He hadn't studied them, but he had seen them when he was browsing B Station.

However, no matter what it was, it shouldn't be a group of religious disciples who killed innocent people in order to achieve a certain goal, right?

Then why believe in such a religion?

Just as they were chatting in the inn, another case happened in the east of the city.

The method of committing the crime was the same as before, but the difference was that Qian Gen was taken away and not left at the scene.

Since the crime scene was quite close to the inn, Di Renjie and Song Zhen arrived quickly.

At this time, Song Zhen, after three days of rest, his foot injury was basically healed.

He found that there was something different about his body, that is, he recovered very quickly from injuries.

Damn, it's like Xiaoqiang!

Is there any big guy who can explain it with scientific knowledge? Waiting online!

This time, the victim did not fall into a coma.

Instead, his eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

Di Renjie recognized it at a glance. Isn't this the same as what happened to Shouzheng that night? He lost his mind.

Could it be that the man in red who chased him that night was the perpetrator?

The other party used an inexplicable powder to make people hallucinate, and thenLost his mind.

The victim was not wearing a dandy outfit, and he hugged anyone casually on the street, whether it was a man or a woman, and would do Teddy's movements.

The strange thing was that he had long lost the thing that made him happy.

This scene scared the passers-by, and they hid aside and pointed at him.

"Oh, another poor man."

"I didn't expect those weird thieves to commit crimes in the downtown area."

"Family, who knows? It's a man who bows his head, and it's difficult for him to walk on the road."

"Didn't he have that thing? How did he hurt you?"

"I don't care, anyway, I think he has bad intentions towards me!"

"..."

Song Zhen asked Di Renjie: "How did you wake me up before?"

"Uh, didn't you fall down the stairs and wake up by yourself?"

"I understand."

Song Zhen grabbed the victim and threw him over his shoulder.

Bang——

A cloud of dust rose up, and the blood under his crotch drew a perfect arc in the air. Everyone couldn't bear to look at it, and looked sideways.

The victim's head tilted, and he passed out.

Song Zhen went up and kicked him again, and he finally woke up.

The victim Guo Yuyang opened his eyes. He didn't know when he came to the middle of the road, and then a bunch of people pointed at him.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his crotch.

He looked down and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"No!"

Guo Yuyang was in great pain. He hadn't tasted the taste yet, but he didn't expect that everything would be lost?

Then I was born fifteen years ago, what's the use of this iron rod?

Then, with a face full of grief and indignation, he snatched the horizontal knife of the clerk next to him, cut his neck on the spot, and died in the northwest.

All this happened so quickly that even Song Zhen didn't realize it.

From a tragedy, it immediately turned into a murder.

The onlookers were still in shock. They didn't expect that they had witnessed this scene. They would probably have psychological trauma when they returned.

"It's terrible, family members."

Di Renjie stared at Guo Yuyang's body in silence.

He suddenly understood why the other party would commit suicide.

Such a change is unacceptable to any man.

However, what he couldn't understand was why the attitudes of the victims he had visited before were so different?

Instead of holding a grudge against the perpetrator, they were...

A little grateful?

Di Renjie calmed down and decided to put a victim under house arrest and observe him day and night.

......

So, Di Renjie selected a man named Li Xiang from the five hundred victims.

His job was to help people carry manure.

The ancients were very smart and knew very early that animal manure could make the land fertile.

Li Xiang's job was to buy horse manure from horse feed in the city at a low price, then carry it back manually and sell it to farmers outside the city at a higher price.

It must be said that he was really business-minded. At a young age, he bought a house in the south of the city and married a beautiful bride.

Unexpectedly, when he was carrying manure out of the city one day, he met a strange person.

Like the victim in the inn, he was directly asked to offer dried roots.

Li Xiang was not stupid. He was going to get married in two days. How could he agree to the other party?

Then, he scooped up a spoonful of manure and threw it over.

Shit on you!

The man in red was not angry, he even licked his lips and left with a sweet smile.

When he got married, he was staggering to the bridal chamber.

Unexpectedly, he was caught in a sack, and then...

Screams resounded throughout the mansion. Seeing that Li Xiang was incapable of sex, his newlywed wife decisively took the betrothal gifts and ran away overnight.

Such a person with such a bad fate would actually be grateful to the abuser?

Isn't it strange?

Song Zhen also felt puzzled. This was totally out of common sense.

There must be some unknown means to make the victim let go of hatred.

When Governor Wang Hao heard that Di Renjie was going to do this, he was shocked and hurriedly advised.

"Di Sicheng, don't. I advise you not to get involved in this case anymore. Go back to Dongdu as soon as possible. Let me bear this pain alone."

How righteous he said.

Di Renjie sneered. Pain? Are you afraid you are going to smooth things over again?

Did you see that the victim did not hold the abuser accountable, so you turned a blind eye?

Di Renjie and Song Zhen stayed in Li Xiang's house all night, observing his every move.

However, a scene that happened in the middle of the night made their scalps numb!

.......