The moonlight in the mountains is sparse and cold.

Far away.

Looking at the vast desolation of the four wildernesses.

Jin An was a mixture of loneliness and homesickness, a little sad from his heart, and sighed lowly.

See you.

He headed in the direction of the basin at the foot of the mountain.

Bend over and bow with your fists in your fists.

The Taoist priest frowned: "Why are you doing a cannibalistic temple when you have nothing to do?"

Jin An: "The father and son who were killed were simple and kind people before their deaths, and even after death, they never thought of harming my life, and they didn't want to pull me as a substitute for the dead ghost." Instead, he woke me up from my sleep several times, reminded me that there were ghosts in the temple, and told me to run quickly. ”

"So I'm worshipping this time, not the ghosts and gods worshiped in the temple, but the Wang Tiegen father and son, thank them for saving their lives, it can be said that they saved me twice. ”

"If I have the opportunity, I hope to have the opportunity to return here in the future and collect their bones and send them back to the village, so that they can be reunited as a family without being a lonely ghost. ”

"Good people don't deserve to suffer. ”

Jin An said in a heavy tone at the end.

After the rain, the moon is so low that it seems to be close at hand.

The ancient moon hangs in the air.

Under the old pine tree stood two figures, one old and one young.

The elder wore a five-colored robe and a pair of blue and white ten-square shoes on his feet.

He was about forty years old.

Although the five-colored robe is old, it has been washed to a little white, but it is clean and tidy, and there are no wrinkles, and it can be seen that its owner must have cherished this robe very much, even if it is very old, he is still reluctant to throw it away.

This is a Taoist priest who cherishes his feathers.

The other was an even stranger young man.

Fine skin and tender meat, white skin and white teeth, just in his early twenties.

Keep a short haircut.

is not only like a handsome scholar from a merchant official family, but also like a little monk who has just returned to the vulgar, a bit of a nondescript feeling.

"Someone is coming. The Taoist priest suddenly said a sentence without a beginning or an end, breaking the silence of the mountain and the moon.

Jin An looked around blankly, the sky and the earth were vast, and he didn't see anything except the vague outlines of the undulating mountains in the dark night.

The Taoist priest raised his hand and pointed in a direction at the foot of the mountain, like an immortal under the moon pointing out the way to get lost: "There is a door 'Wangqi Technique' in the "Guangping Right Saying Synaesthesia Record", which is called the Yuan Shen of the reader, and it is the Wenqu star descending to the earth, and because the reader reads the book to show his merit and glory to the ancestors, so the articles they have read will shine with light word by word, and emanate from the reader's hundred orifices, such as the colorful glow and the vast scenery. Therefore, the ancients often described that poetry can become immortals, and literature can become holy. ”

"For example, people with first-class talents like Shixian and Wenxian can reach the sky and fight against the stars. ”

"Even if it is a small showman, he can emit a faint light on his body, like a small oil lamp, reflecting the doors and windows, helping talents to think diligently. ”

"A mile away from the official road under the mountain, the light on that person's body is nearly a foot high, so I said that someone is coming, and the person who comes is at least a Jinshi or Tanhua with a meritorious reputation. ”

Jin An was shocked.

He looked back at the mountains that were still as deep as ink, and the night gave him black eyes, so that he could see nothing in the night.

He felt like the longer he stayed in this world.

The physics teacher's coffin board is getting more and more unbearable.

Jin Anxin moved.

His eyes were full of anticipation and he asked, "Dao Chief, how many feet and inches do you think I am?"

As a person who is in the explosion of knowledge and the sea of the Internet, how can gold scales be a thing in the pool, and the books that have been read must be more salt than the ancients have eaten, how can it be said that it is also a golden light?

Who knows, when Jin An turned his head to look at the position of the Taoist priest beside him, there was no one there......

Only under the old pine tree behind him, there was only the body of a blood-stained Taoist priest who abandoned the corpse in the wilderness.

The body of the Taoist priest was incomplete, the lower body had been lost, and only the upper body of the five-colored Taoist robe was stained with thick blood, as if it had been torn into two pieces by some powerful monster, and the Taoist priest had his back against the old pine tree but his hands were sealed, and the person walked very peacefully, without a painful expression on his face.

It's strange that such a strong smell of blood didn't attract jackals and beasts... Maybe it has something to do with handprints?

The frost-white moonlight shone on the face of Jin An in the deep mountains and old forests, looking a little pale.

Barren mountains and mountains.

The tiger roars and the ape cries.

It's all lonely ghosts.

I'm special... Jin An was cold again.

......

Two days later, in the evening.

After a spring thunder, as Qingming gradually approached, the weather began to warm up, and today is a sunny day.

There is a county on the bank of the Yinyi River.

It was a county called Chang.

Chang County is very lively, the voices of people are boiling, there are children running around frolicking, there are shouting, there are traffickers and pawns shouting.

"Crushed a boulder in the chest and sold himself to bury my sister......"

"Sugar gourd, crisp and sweet, sugar gourd with lollipop ......"

"Ancestral craftsmanship, can be big or small, thick or long~"

"Mother, mother, I want to lick the dog!

"No, mother, I'm going to lick the dog!"

A urchin pointed to the candy man stall on the side of the road, crying and rolling on the ground.

On the streets, where people are shuttling like weaving, there are ordinary people in undecorated linen clothes;

There are also rich young ladies with jade belts around their waists spotless or pink plum snow fox cotton clothes;

Of course, there are also those perennial recklessness who lick blood with knives.

These rivers and lakes are full of faces, vigorous blood and blood, and their tendons and meats, whenever their eyes sweep over those rich sons and ladies with fine skin and tender meat, they are not good, just like choosing a big fat sheep to be slaughtered.

At this time, it was almost dark and night, and there were already many people sitting in the roadside restaurants, restaurants and teahouses. One of them is the 'Xu Ji Teahouse' with green bamboo banners hanging in front of the door, and most of the first floor has been filled, among these people are literati wearing long robes, there are outsiders wearing foreign clothes, and there are businessmen with female dependents... While tasting the most tender new tea picked from before the Qingming Dynasty, people listened to the storyteller talk about the new things that happened in Chang County recently.

There is a popular saying among the people that tea is as expensive as gold before the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that this is picked from the tea leaves before the Qingming Dynasty, the buds and leaves are delicate, the color is green and fragrant, the taste is mellow and beautiful, it is the best product in the tea, and even some of the best new tea needs to be picked by young girls in order to retain the original pure fragrance, not ordinary people can afford to drink.

Syllable!

With the shocking shot in Mr. Storyteller's book, he began to tell the story slowly.

"Yesterday, there was a strange case in our Chang County, called 'Lei Gong's corpse splitting case'. Just when the matter was settled, a carriage suddenly came to the village at night. ”

There were three people in the carriage who were on the night road, a coachman, a scholar, and a son, and they wanted to spend the night in the village. One of them was eight feet tall and eight feet wide, with a dignified body, and after listening to the process of killing people in the village, he actually scolded the villagers for being careless about human life and being ignorant and superstitious. ”

"It seems that the 'Lei Gong Splitting Corpse Case' actually hides a case within a case, and after that son solved the case, he also accidentally involved another major case related to the affairs of the imperial court and state! A corpse is actually a case within a case, which is jaw-dropping!"

"For more information about the case......

"Now let's listen to the old man, I will speak slowly for all the visitors......"

"In other words, there is a secluded village ten miles away from the southwest corner of Yunxi in Changxian County, called Shangpan Village, and what I want to talk about today is a bizarre case that happened in Shangpan Village the day before yesterday. ”

"There is a woman named Li in Shangpan Village, her husband Li Cailiang, although the two are not rich, but the husband and wife are of the same heart, diligent and hard-working, but they can be regarded as a small family wealth, food and clothing are worry-free, and have a son under their knees. ”

At the end of the day, Li Cailiang and his wife, as usual, went home to cook and prepare dinner, Li Cailiang did not go home immediately, but led the old buffalo in the field and sent it to the next family in the same village before dark, so as not to miss the spring ploughing and planting time. ”

"In villages, it is not uncommon for several families or people to raise a ploughing ox together. ”

"But just as Li Cailiang was about to return home after plowing his cattle, something strange happened......"