Before dawn, Pan Long hurried back to Xiangping Mansion, but found that he had come too late.

The two officials who were on duty at the gate of the yamen at the time of Yang An's suicide had some vague memories of the situation at that time, only remembering the sound of the woman howling and crying, and the blood flowing all over the ground.

At first glance, this may seem like the result of over-frightening. But how could the person who could be responsible for guarding the gate of the yamen be so timid that a dead person would be scared like this?

Don't talk about committing suicide in front of them, even if you stand up and dance a bloody samba after committing suicide, don't try to scare them!

There are demons and monsters in this world, and those experienced officials, who hasn't done a little bit of work to subdue demons and catch ghosts?

Crying, stabbing yourself to death with scissors, to this extent, want to make them afraid?

Hehe, under normal circumstances, they probably just think "Damn! so boring!", right......

There is no doubt that the memories of these two people have been tampered with!

Pan Long originally wanted to contact Cang Yuan immediately, but looking at the sky, thinking that Cang Yuan was probably asleep, he didn't do anything that might be Bai Yingxuan's straw man.

So he quietly took out the teacher's paper crane, contacted the teacher, and asked the teacher if there was a way to restore the memories of these two people.

"Memories are something that is destroyed like this, and it's hard to recover. Bi Lingkong replied, "Even if it's me, I'm not very sure that I can restore them to their original state. ”

"Huh?"

"As the saying goes, 'it's hard to collect when covered with water, and it's hard to round when the mirror is broken'. It's too hard and too hard to restore what was destroyed, and you can't just pinch a piece out of thin air to make up for it, but use the original part. Bi Lingkong sighed, "Human memories are very delicate things, but it is easier to make them remember if they lose some memories." But according to your introduction, their memories have been covered by fabricated false content...... It is almost impossible to recover from this. ”

"You can't even do it, can't you?"

"Don't think that the immortal Buddha is really omnipotent, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and the immortal Buddha is the same. I guess all I can do is make them realize that something is wrong with their memories and that someone has tampered with them. But it's too hard for me to remind them of the whole situation at that time......"

Bi Lingkong thought for a while and said, "There is a specialization in the art industry, and if you want to do this kind of thing, you must find a medical saint Yue to take action." But the medical saint was sprayed by Zhao Shengwen back then, and he was so disgraced that he even folded his signature flag, and swore that 'if he can't beat Zhao and Wen for a day, he won't perform the red dust for a day'...... He hasn't been seen since. Even this time when I became an immortal Buddha, he didn't send a message to congratulate me. ”

Pan Long was speechless.

I remember seeing Daomen Taiqing Patriarch before, and listening to his words, the implication was probably that he had debated with Zhao Shengwenchao and suffered a lot of losses......

How many things did these two people do to bully the old-timers when they were ahead of the curve?

I advise you to be kind and do it yourself!

But the matter has long passed, and now even if he wants to find a medical saint, he can't find it, Pan Long is really helpless.

He didn't bother to ask the teacher to take action - the teacher made a move, so that the two officials found out that they had a problem with their memory, so what?

After all, people died at the gate of the yamen, and they couldn't find the person who controlled them behind them, what else could they do?

He sighed and was about to end the call, but Bi Lingkong suddenly said, "Actually, things are not as difficult as you think. ”

"Oh, teacher, do you have any good ideas?"

"I can't recover their memories, but I can go back in time and reflect the real scene. Bi Lingkong said triumphantly, "Anyway, as long as you understand the actual situation at that time, is it important to ask from the officials or to look back on time?"

Pan Long thought for a moment and said, "Go back in time...... This is a bit too high-end, how can I explain it?"

"You can say that the mountain and sea map is a wonderful use. ”

"Is there any use for the mountain and sea charts?"

"I don't know, you just said that it was an accident...... Temporarily unable to reproduce...... Make up stories, Wen Chao made up so many stories back then, you are his fellow countryman, can't you make up a story?"

Pan Long was speechless.

Wen Chao: Is that "making up stories"?

That guy is plagiarizing!

Most...... That is, writing the same people!

He sighed inwardly and finally accepted the teacher's advice.

A moment later, he returned to the gate of the yamen, his eyes blank, looking at the area where there were still tiny spots of blood on the ground.

In front of his eyes, the light and shadow flickered, as if the fast camera was playing backwards, and people walked backwards, the sun rising in the west and setting in the east...... Soon, I saw the scene of Yang Anlai suing and committing suicide.

Yang An is a thin woman with some protruding cheekbones, thin eyes, and thinner eyebrows, which makes people feel mean and fierce and difficult to deal with.

She came to the gate of the yamen in a rage and shouted inside.

The two officials came out frowning and said something to her, and then they laughed, shook their heads again and again, turned and left, as if they thought what she said was funny.

Yang An became more and more angry, sat on the ground and cried.

She sat there crying, and the officials only sneered, and one of the officials also reprimanded a few words, probably asking her to leave quickly, otherwise she would be driven out.

Yang An's face became more and more angry, and soon became distorted and hideous. Suddenly, she jerked out a pair of scissors and plunged them into her neck.

Blood gushed out like a fountain and sprinkled all over the ground.

Pan Long frowned, and was about to say something, but heard the teacher's voice.

"Found it!" she said.

With her words, the "camera" was reversed again, and it was reversed to the moment when Yang An took out the scissors.

Then, the images of Yang An and the officials all turned into phantoms, but the image of a middle-aged man with his hands in his sleeves in the distance became clear.

The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, and at first glance he didn't look any distinctive. Regardless of height, fatness, or facial features...... There are no features that can impress people, and they belong to the very typical mass face.

He looked at the situation at the yamen from a distance, and his expression was indifferent.

Then, the "shot" changes from backwards to forward again.

Yang An committed suicide, bleeding all over the ground, and everyone who saw this scene was panicked, more than one person ran towards this side, and more than one person fled in a hurry.

The middle-aged man's expression was still indifferent, he looked at it for a while, then turned around and walked away without hurry.

"Who is he? do you know him?" Pan Long asked in his heart.

"Of course I do. Bi Lingkong sneered, "His name is Zhao Xianda, and he is a member of Zhu Zhao. According to the generation, he is considered the uncle of Di Renchen. He cultivates the 'Great Freedom Heavenly King Mantra' and is the best at confusing people's hearts. In the past few years, the one who trained the secret guards for the emperor's family was his uncle Zhao Zhongwu, one of the Heavenly Masters of Zhu Zhao. ”

"Before I eliminated the secret guard, Zhao Zhongwu was also killed by me with one palm. He wasn't there at the time, and I thought about the real person, and it wasn't worth my special trip, so I didn't go to him. Now it seems that it is really necessary to eliminate all evil!"

"Since it's just a real person, I don't have to ask you to do it. Pan Long said coldly, "Dare to calculate my subordinates, or use such despicable means as moral killing...... You help me find him, and I'll go and find him out, either by letting him testify and overturn the case, or by ...... Just beat him to death!"