Chapter Ninety-Four: The Mass Grave in the South of the City
Bing Soul didn't have time to think about anything else, like who was this person? Or who sent it, and why did it have to be this time, this place? He discarded all the messy doubts, and the only thought in his mind was how to protect this woman's safety when he was invincible? Protect her from this man's poisonous hands?
He remained silent, still half-squinting, but his heart was racing, and how many coping methods flashed in his mind, and he vetoed them one by one. He put his ears up, relying on his keen intuition to feel the specific position of the person, above the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha? Or is it the Kasa on the left, or Ananda on the right? He couldn't be sure, and the other party didn't make the slightest move, just lurking quietly, not moving.
Bingluo felt that the other party was a cheetah ready to attack, and he might have swooped out in one breath, stabbing the silver rays in his hand at the defenseless Lin Nuoya with lightning speed.
The woman breathed lightly, slept soundly, unaware that danger was hanging over her head.
Bing Soul plans that as long as the other party does not act rashly, he must not make a rash move. So as not to expose flaws and give the other party a chance.
The other party can barely even smell his breath, which shows that the skill of vomiting is powerful.
The two were at a stalemate, Bing Luo was full of vigilance, and did not dare to relax at all, his hand had slowly touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, his palms were full of sweat, and he was ready to go.
"Sister!" Someone tiptoed closer, Ice Spirit suddenly opened his eyes, his muscles tensed, he was afraid that the man would take advantage of this opportunity to strike.
"Sister?" The voice is a little immature, and it sounds like it should still be a child.
"Who?" Bing asked in a deep voice.
Noya, who was dozing off on the offering table, suddenly woke up, and looked left and right with sleepy eyes: "Who?" Are you calling me? ”
A small bare head poked out and looked at Noah.
Noah's eyebrows and eyes instantly bloomed, and he beckoned to the little novice with a smile: "Are you busy with your homework?" ”
Xiao Shami sneaked in, his face full of mystery: "The host master is taking a lunch break, and I ran out secretly." ”
"Did I have someone else bring you a snack?"
Xiao Shami nodded: "If it weren't for the fact that we Buddhists can't eat meat, I would have swallowed my tongue into my stomach." The dim sum was so delicious. ”
"Little flimfer!" Noah laughed and was very useful.
Little Noya walked straight to Noah, took out a handful of pine nuts from his fat robe, and gave it to Noah: "This is what I took out of the squirrel's nest when it snowed, and buried it in a small fire to simmer, you can taste it." ”
Noah reached out and pinched the little novice's baby fat face, and squeezed her eyebrows: "You are a transgressor, stealing the winter food stored by other people's little squirrels." ”
Xiao Shami touched his bald head embarrassedly: "I was originally called Wujie anyway, and I usually take out a bird's egg or something, and most of the senior brothers turn a blind eye." ”
This little novice radish is not big, and it grows up in the elderly, and Noah is not polite, and laboriously peels the pine nuts and eats them. The days in this temple are hard, and the little novice is the time to grow his body, so he should make up for his body more, and it seems that the old monks here still have a good conscience.
"It turns out that your name is Wujie, and it is not in line with Buddhism to name an old monk."
"The presiding master gave me this name, one is the meaning of the five precepts and ten virtues of Buddhism, and the other is that Buddhism has no boundaries, and I want to concentrate on cultivation and not be arrogant." Xiao Shami, who has always respected his master, listened to Noah's disdain, and immediately corrected him seriously.
"Uh......" Noah was dumbfounded by the rebuttal and blinked: "Oops, why did you grow a beard at such a young age?" ”
Wujie hurriedly touched his face: "Where?" ”
Noah rolled her eyes: "If you are so old-fashioned again, you will definitely have a full beard." ”
Wujie Fang knew that he had been fooled by Noya, and grinned: "My sister is too bad." ”
The two frolicked in a low voice, Bing Luo tried to prick up his ears to listen, and then glanced around with the corner of his eye, but there was no trace, and the feeling of being watched by people like a man's back disappeared, and the person should have left.
He let his guard down, and searched around the temple, and found; There are traces of dust being scraped in the hidden gap between the two Buddha statues, but the gap is extremely narrow, where can ordinary adults tolerate their bodies? Bing Luo understands that this person is a master of concealment, just like himself, he knows how to shrink bones, and when he stretches, there is no sound of bone seam butting, and he is much more skilled than himself.
Seeing him looking around, Noya asked strangely, he was afraid that she would be frightened again, so he didn't dare to say it clearly, so he passed perfunctorily, and only secretly passed the news to Bailijiu, so that he could send more people.
On the second day, the sky was overcast, and the first cold rain since the beginning of spring began to fall. There weren't many pilgrims in the temple, and Noya was much better.
She felt that it didn't matter, she was leisurely and happy, but the general's mansion was gloomy and miserable, and she couldn't sleep and eat comfortably.
That Jing Zhaoyin seemed to have really been instructed by others, and he was perfunctory to this imperial mission, but he just went through a formality, posted the portraits of a few people who sent Guanyin statues on the city gate, arrested a few people with similar appearances every day, interrogated two sentences and then let them go, deliberately delaying time.
Bailijiu could not participate in the investigation of the case, so he could only send some people to secretly find out the famous stonemasons near the capital and inquire about clues. He even sent a master to hide around the Taishi Mansion and closely monitor Li Mingzu's movements.
For two days in a row, nothing was found, which made him anxious. Although Bingluo had already brought a message that the woman could eat and sleep, it was good, and he was more and more cautious about Noah's safety, so he could be safe. However, I always couldn't think about it in my heart, I was uneasy, I really had no clues, and if I had nothing to do, I would let it go, and send someone to find Li Mingzu to "talk" about it, and if the soft one didn't work, I would come to some hard ones.
He lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep well.
Suddenly, he heard an unusual noise outside the window, extremely subtle, as if it was the cracking sound of dead leaves being crushed on the ground, he suddenly woke up and shouted: "Who?!" ”
The cold light flashed in front of him, and a swallowtail dart flashed with silver and shot straight into the bedpost, three points into the wood.
He jumped up from the bed, picked up a plan from the side of the bed without thinking, and smashed it out of the window to prevent the other party from plotting, and he also jumped out of the door and window.
The courtyard was silent and empty.
When a guard heard the noise, he immediately rushed over and asked in surprise what had happened. When they heard Bailijiu say that there were assassins, they were all dumbfounded. Because of the weight of this study, guarded by the guards, even if it was late at night, he didn't dare to take a lazy nap without blinking his eyes, how did the assassin sneak into the courtyard quietly?
They didn't dare to delay, they quickly dispersed, and quietly searched the other courtyards in the mansion, not daring to alarm the others, so naturally they found nothing.
That person can not only come and go freely in the heavily guarded General's Mansion, but also be silent and undetected, first, he may be a person in the General's Mansion, and second, his martial arts are really unfathomable.
Everyone dispersed, and Baili Jiu returned to the room, only to notice that there was a folded white paper on the dart!
He pulled out the swallowtail dart and unfolded the paper, with only a few words: Go to the mass grave in the south of the city.
He didn't understand what he meant, but he felt that this person took the risk to sneak into the general's mansion and send this letter, so he must have a good intention, and hurriedly called the ingots and asked him to take someone to run a mass grave on his behalf.
Yuan Bao has been running back and forth for the past two days, and he is already exhausted. He knew that the area around the General's Mansion was full of eyeliner, and it was really inconvenient for Baili Jiu to leave the mansion, and he had a heavy responsibility. Qiang cheered up his spirit, took three brothers with good skills, went out of the general's mansion, held the token, and quickly whipped out of the city, heading straight to the mass grave in the south of the city.
A mass grave is a place dedicated to burying the bones of an ownerless, with wild dogs neighing, bones all over the field, and ghosts and fires at night, eerie and terrifying, and inaccessible.
When the four people approached, they turned over and dismounted, extinguished the torch in their hands, tiptoed closer, and explored around.
Just when he was frustrated that he had been fooled, someone screamed "oops" and was so frightened that he crawled.
"What to fuss about? Shame on you? Yuan Bao reprimanded in a deep voice.
The man was suddenly frightened, and now that he was relieved, he felt embarrassed. They are all crawling in the pile of dead people, and today they are actually exaggerated by the atmosphere, and they are scared of this virtue, which is really embarrassing. As the saying goes, the artist is bold, and he didn't wait for the ingots to ask, so he turned back and groped on the ground for a long time: "There seems to be someone here." ”
When several people heard him say this, they quickly gathered around: "Dead people? ”
"The body is soft, as if there is still qi."
Yuan Bao immediately lit the torch in his hand, and there was really a person on the ground, tied up by five flowers, with rags stuffed in his mouth, and he was in a coma.
Yuan Bao stepped forward to remove the thing from his mouth, probed his nose, and looked at his pupils, there should be no problem.
"Why does this person look familiar?" Someone leaned forward and suddenly realized: "Bao Ye, do you think he looks like the head in the portrait hanging on the city gate?" Especially the mole at the corner of the mouth. ”
Yuan Bao looked at it hesitantly and slapped his thigh excitedly: "Since that person led us here, it must be that." Hurry back and hand it over to the ninth master for interrogation, I'm afraid it's a great achievement! ”
Yuan Bao had a heart, lest the news leak out, Li Mingzu was on guard again, and used some tricks, leaving one person to light a torch, and re-search the mass grave, so that the person pretended to be his brother, carried on horseback, still four people and four horses, and hurried back to the general's mansion.
Baili Jiu couldn't sleep, and was sitting in the study with a stubble beard, and was overjoyed when he heard that Yuan Bao had brought the thief back. Couldn't wait for a basin of cold water to pour it down, the man woke up slowly, and before he opened his eyes, he trembled like chaff and said forgiveness.