Zhao Renjie didn't see Ouyang Jiashen, he was puzzled, and decided to investigate this person's background in person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Go down! I've got something to do in a hurry. Zhao Renjie said. Zhao Yu, Cao Shangfei and others left, each hiding around the yamen.

Zhao Renjie returned to the house, closed the door, opened the martial arts cheats given to him by Master Deadwood, looked at it carefully, and while watching, he comprehended the essentials, tried to practice a few tricks, and it worked. He has an amazing memory, ten lines at a glance, never forget, memorized a few pages of one move and one style, and comprehended the mental method, and according to the mental method to figure out the ability to adapt to one move and one style. For a whole day, he was locked in his room and practiced, and the results were quite effective.

Zhao Renjie read the martial arts cheats, flipped through the "Encyclopedia of Transfiguration", and kept the most important link in mind.

In the evening, he sat in the candlelight and flipped through the files, and Ying'er and the dog came to report the situation.

"My lord, I have been observing outside the silk shop for a day, and I have not seen a strange man enter, nor have I heard any movement inside, and I wonder if the crazy woman is in the house." Ying'er said.

"Have you asked your neighbors for news?" Zhao Renjie asked.

"After inquiring, the old woman's son did die suddenly last summer, and they don't know how he died." Ying'er said.

It seems that the woman's son did die an unknown death, and there may be something inside. Ying'er, where the dead are buried, can you inquire? Zhao Renjie asked.

"After inquiring, an old man next door to the silk shop told me that the deceased's death was ugly, and he still helped him when he was buried. The next day, he was hurriedly buried. Ying'er said.

"Where are the dead buried?" Zhao Renjie couldn't wait to ask1.

"It's a mass grave just outside the town." Ying'er said.

"The sudden death of the man, who was so good, and the appearance of his death was ugly, was one of the doubts; The hasty burial of the dead is the second suspicion; The little girl became mute that night, and the young woman did not heal her daughter in time, which is the third suspicion; If this young woman is a lady, she must be a filial daughter-in-law, but she speaks and scolds the old woman, which is the fourth suspicion; Judging from the above aspects, I think the problem lies with this young woman. Zhao Renjie analyzed.

"Your lord's analysis is very reasonable, it's really a detective, no wonder Master keeps praising you." The dog baby said sincerely.

"It's just my inference, what is the truth? It will have to be an autopsy before it can be determined. Senior brother, have you gained anything today? Zhao Renjie asked.

"The Four Seas Inn has been open, no one has come in or out, maybe the shopkeeper is dead, this inn is unmanaged!" Dog Baby said.

"Are there any thieves around? Have you been discovered? Zhao Renjie was a little puzzled.

"Impossible! The two of us disguised themselves as ordinary citizens and squatted opposite the inn to do some small business, who could tell? "The dog baby is very sure.

"In that case, tomorrow the two of you will continue to keep an eye near the inn, and if you find anything, you will send someone back to report immediately." Zhao Renjie said.

The dog baby had no choice but to agree, he believed in Lord Zhao's ability.

Early the next morning, Zhao Renjie got up, called Ying'er and Qi Zuo to change into civilian clothes, rushed to Qingshui Town, came to the town restaurant, and hurriedly ate a bowl of noodles.

"Shopkeeper, how do you get to Ranshigang?" Zhao Renjie asked.

"What are the guest officers going to do in the rocky hills? It's full of lonely ghosts. The shopkeeper said.

"I have a friend who died in Qingshui Town last year, and I heard that he was buried in the rocky hill, so he passed through here this time and went to pay respects." Zhao Renjie said.

"Oh - I see. Two miles west of the town, the rocky hill reached the western slope, where strange rocks and weeds were overgrown. The shopkeeper said.

"Where have you been?" Zhao Renjie asked.

"Last year, the young owner of the silk shop died of a violent illness and was buried in a mass grave. The people buried there are short-lived ghosts. The shopkeeper said.

"Who is the young owner? Do you know where he's buried? Ying'er asked.

"The young owner's name is Liu Huairen, and he is the nephew of the shopkeeper Liu next door. Why did the guest officer inquire about this? The shopkeeper looked surprised.

Zhao Renjie made a look, Ying'er knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly said, "Just ask." ”

The shopkeeper didn't care, but he was curious.

After Zhao Renjie and the others left, he talked about it with the shopkeeper next door.

"Last year, no stranger died in the town, except for my nephew, and no second person was buried in a mass grave. I heard that Lord Qincha came to Qingshui Town, and the Qian County Order and the dog-headed master were arrested. Shopkeeper Liu said.

"I heard that Lord Qincha is a detective, why don't we sneak over and have a look?"

"Good! I was just trying to see what Chincha-sama looked like. ”

After the two discussed, under the pretext that they had important things to do, they handed over the shop to the guy's dot and went straight to the rocky hill.

Zhao Renjie and the others walked out of the town according to the direction pointed out by the store, all the way to the west. After walking for more than two miles, I came to a hillside with strange rocks and overgrown weeds. Among the rocks and weeds, there are many small graves like steamed buns, covered with grass, horizontal and vertical.

"There are so many graves, I don't know where the young owner is buried? It would be nice to inquire carefully. Ying'er is a little regretful.

"When we first arrived, we had to be extra careful when we spoke, because if we missed something, we were likely to lose all our efforts." Zhao Renjie said.

"We can't find the grave, didn't we run for nothing?" Ying'er said.

"Try to find it again. We are here to avenge him, and if he had known about it, he would have shown us the way. Zhao Renjie said.

"My lord, my subordinates heard that as long as you burn paper money, the deceased will have a sense. Otherwise, we'll burn some paper money for him here. He said.

Zhao Renjie agreed, he is an expert in this aspect, and often burns some paper money before the autopsy, and he has to bring incense, candles, and paper money every time he goes out for the autopsy.

He lit candles, put incense, and began to burn paper money.

"My lord, you are Lord Qincha, you are the Wenqu star in the sky, you come to pray, and the deceased will definitely appear." He said.

Although Zhao Renjie doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, at this moment, he also wants to give it a try.

"All lonely souls and wild ghosts, past gods, and our Zhao Renjie came this time to investigate the cause of death of the young owner of the silk shop. If the young owner dies of illness, there is no need to manifest the spirit; If someone kills him, there is knowledge under the spring, and he will appear quickly. Zhao Renjie said and prayed silently.

At this moment, the haze covered the sun, and the wind was miserable. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out the candle, and it would only blow up, forming a black mass, floating in front of Zhao Renjie.

He was taken aback by this.

Ying'er pulled out her sword and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Zhao Renjie.

"Liu Huairen, since you were killed, take us to your grave, and we can avenge you." Zhao Renjie said.

Suddenly, there was another gust of wind, and the black mass was blown to the mountainside by the wind, and Zhao Renjie and the three followed.

The black mass floated into the barren smoke and vines, and disappeared suddenly.

Zhao Renjie came to the place where the black group disappeared and saw a grave mound, which was not like a new grave mound, nor a grave mound, which had been around for many years. Some paper ash fell on the mound, and when I looked around, there were no other mounds.

"It seems that Liu Huairen is buried here, but I am not sure yet. Digging people's graves is detrimental to yin morality, Ying'er, let's find a local to confirm. Zhao Renjie said.

Ying'er was about to go down the mountain, when she suddenly heard someone talking below: "Don't look for it, let's confirm it." ”

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