Mo Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and looked at Yuan Hongjie, "What is the most important point?" ”

Seeing Yuan Hongjie's brows locked deeply, there seemed to be a trace of uneasiness on his always calm face, and said: "That incident, I only thought it was my illusion at the time, but now that I think about it, it is likely that my words poked someone's heart."

At that time, I walked into the Hallym Temple from outside, and I vaguely smelled a smell, yes...... There was a fishy smell like blood, and the further I went, the stronger the smell became, and I couldn't help but say, why does this room seem to smell of blood......"

Mo Xiaodie looked at him with some amazement, could it be that the murderer actually brought the blood taken from those victims to the Hanlin Academy?

And for what did he bring it for?

When I had said that, all three people in the room looked up at me, all with strange expressions, and said that they had not smelled anything.

But my nose had been urinating since I was a child, and I could smell it, and I was sure that I did smell a hint of blood! ”

Mo Xiaodie nodded, and groaned for a while, feeling that the situation on Yuan Hongjie's side should be about the same.

It's just that judging from the current clues, it is still unknown who the two are the murderers of the zombie case.

Mo Xiaodie sighed secretly, but her face was not visible at all, and she said a word to Yuan Hongjie and left.

She walked out of the dungeon, and Zhang Shilang also happened to arrive at Dali Temple.

The criminal department is in the palace, and there is no office outside the palace, Mo Xiaodie asked Xiao Churui to send someone to invite Zhang Shilang to come out, thinking that the murderer chose to report to Dali Temple instead of telling the Criminal Department, and he also felt that it was more convenient to report to Dali Temple, but he stumbled by mistake and chose the side that could be embarrassed by him!

Mo Xiaodie picked the key points and told Zhang Shilang about the current situation, fortunately, Zhang Shilang was not a straw bag, and quickly grasped the core points, "No problem, this official will send someone to the Hanlin Academy, and invite Na Ye Editor and He Jian to come to the Criminal Department for tea, and strive to find out more clues before reporting the case to the official family tomorrow!"

It's just that in this situation, I'm afraid that Yuan Bianxiu won't be able to come out tomorrow for the time being. ”

Mo Xiaodie said: "It's okay, I'm bothering Zhang Shilang to try his best to put the evidence in front of my brother-in-law in front of the official family, and I will definitely return my brother-in-law's innocence." ”

Zhang Shilang stroked his beard and sighed: "Mrs. Wei is really reliable." ”

Such a little lady, if he wasn't already famous, he would want to beg for his son, but he didn't know if his son could control it!

Thinking of his cowardly son who was scared half to death when he saw the corpse, Zhang Shilang shook his head, only afraid that when the time came, Wei Niangzi would go out with him to investigate the case during the day, and go back at night to appease his frightened husband!

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shilang personally sent Mo Xiaodie out, and the two discussed the case while walking forward, but at the gate of Dali Temple, they met an unexpected person.

Seeing Du Yuchun standing tall in front of him, Mo Xiaodie blinked and said in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhang Shilang looked surprised, hurriedly stepped forward and saluted deeply, and said with some trepidation: "I've seen Du Qing!" ”

Mother, although he is almost fifty years old, he also admires this young talent from the bottom of his heart! I couldn't help but sneak a look at him, his eyes shining.

Mo Xiaodie felt that if it weren't for the restriction of status, this squire might have rushed up to ask Du Yuchun for an autograph. After thinking about it, she also blessed Du Yuchun and said, "I've seen Du Qing." ”

The corners of Du Yuchun's mouth hooked, and he was holding Sven Junya, and waved his hand at her, "Don't don't, I was ordered to come to you, stop talking nonsense, get into the carriage." ”

Mo Xiaodie heard what he said, and knew that it should be Xiao Churui who asked him to come to her, yesterday she and Xiao Churui talked about the sacrifice of the Qirong clan, Xiao Churui said with a mysterious face, he would find someone to help her, but he didn't expect it to be Du Yuchun.

However, this guy is a famous genius in the Great Xia Dynasty, and he has also written a book like "The Geography of Great Xia", if you want to ask about things like knowledge, there is no better choice than looking for him.

So she nodded, and under the gaze of Zhang Shilang who was so jealous that she was about to release green light, she got into Du Yuchun's carriage.

After sitting firmly in the carriage, Mo Xiaodie asked, "Where are you taking me?" ”

Du Yuchun laughed, "Just ask now, aren't you afraid that I will sell you?" ”

Mo Xiaodie glanced at him and said with a faint smile: "I only asked now, so naturally I am not afraid." ”

This ingenious word game made Du Yuchun sigh, this Wei Erniang is really not an ordinary woman, but Chu Rui was like protecting the calf last time, he couldn't talk to her if he wanted to, so he leaned comfortably on the car seat at the moment and said: "Chu Rui said that the murderer of this zombie case may be performing some kind of sacrificial ritual of the Qirong clan, and he specially came to ask me if I have a clue." ”

Mo Xiaodie looked at him expectantly, but saw him raise his lips and smiled, "I said, I don't have a clue." ”

Mo Xiaodie: "......"

What about the legendary Daxia young genius and legend?

Du Yuchun said helplessly: "Hey, I'm not an immortal, naturally I can't know everything in the world, there are a total of one hundred and eighty-six kinds of sacrificial rituals of the Qirong clan, how can I remember them all, I only remember the most evil ones." ”

Mo Xiaodie said very face-givingly: "Oh, is it? For example? ”

Du Yuchun deliberately made a look of secrecy, and his voice sank a little, "For example, it is rumored that the Qirong clan has a ritual that as long as you take something from your beloved man, mix it with your own blood, and add it to three virgin boys to sacrifice to the gods, you can make that man obsessed with himself."

There is also an evil sect, it is said that as long as a pair of boys and girls are sacrificed to the little ghosts who are dedicated to seducing people's souls every year, the dead can be kept for thousands of years. ”

Mo Xiaodie frowned slightly, sounding like an ancient superstition in an uncivilized region.

When Du Yuchun saw her like this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with a look of interest and said, "It's really boring to tell you this, the little lady next to me is only afraid that she will be scared to give me a hug at this time." ”

The corners of Mo Xiaodie's mouth twitched slightly.

Did she have any misunderstanding about this Du Liulang before?

Du Yuchun immediately pointed to his head and said, "However, sometimes the brain is used like this, although I don't know the specific content, but I know where to find the answer, and this is enough." ”

Mo Xiaodie agreed with him and nodded, "That's okay, thank you." ”

She naturally knew that this person was not related to her, and she was grateful for what he had helped her for.

Du Yuchun smiled, looked at the woman's tough and calm eyes, and suddenly said, "Do you know that Chu Rui ordered someone to buy a little Qing'er with clear eyebrows and go back in the largest bee cave in Xiangyang City?" It was placed in a wing next to his room.

I heard that the little Qing Qi'er was only twelve years old, and he was soft and lovely, so if he wanted to come to Chu Rui to buy him, he must have spent a lot of money. ”

Mo Xiaodie was slightly stunned, but she knew that there was something wrong with Du Yuchun suddenly talking about this matter, but she couldn't help but be attracted to attention, and what she remembered in her mind was Xiao Churui's past flower name, and she couldn't help but have some concern in her heart.

What does that guy want to do? But itchy skin?

……

The carriage finally stopped in front of a magnificent and gorgeous plaque, and on the plaque with a blue background on the top, the words "Guozijian" were written in gilded letters.

Du Yuchun helped Mo Xiaodie get out of the carriage and said: "Guozijian's library has 10,000 volumes, which is the place with the largest collection of books in the Great Xia Dynasty, Guozijian's Yang sacrifice wine has always sold me a little face, and I will go to Yang sacrifice wine to play chess for a while, and I will take you to the library pavilion with my own little servant, and after you go in, tell the person on duty inside, you want to check the sacrifice information of the Qirong clan, and he will show you the place." ”

Mo Xiaodie nodded, clearing the distractions in her heart, and removing the blame from Yuan Hongjie is the most important thing at present.

Du Yuchun told again: "There are all men in the country's prison, don't run around, I only said to Yang Xianjiu, a sister in my clan wants to check something, if your identity is exposed, you and I will get into trouble." When it's over, the little guy will take you back here, and I'll come out and send you back then. ”

Mo Xiaodie nodded again, and then followed a plain-clothed little guy who had been waiting in front of the Guozijian for a long time, and went to the library pavilion.

Guozijian's library was naturally extraordinary, it was a three-story tower, and when she walked in, she explained her intention to a man sitting at the door, who nodded, and took her to the area where the relevant books were located.

Suddenly, another person came in outside, with a slender posture, a fluttering pink skirt, and bright facial features.

It turned out to be the lord of Changrong who had a relationship with the Mid-Autumn Festival last time, Yin Qing!

Yin Qing couldn't hold back the surprise in her heart for a while, and said with a sharp eyebrow: "Why are you here?!" ”

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