The smell of blood came to his face, Tie Lingshuang looked down, the skin of the lying person was blue and yellow, his face was bloodstained, the iron was blue and purple, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. It seems that the person who converged did not wipe it to prevent the clues from being missed.

Stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, which was soft and weak, as if he was boneless, and reached out to lift his night clothes, only to see that on this person's chest, a fist-sized black mark, purple and black blood lines struggled to spread outward.

"Xuan, twenty-three, a wife and a daughter, his wife has just been pregnant, and she is resting. In the early hours of this morning, he was found by Xiaolingwei and died at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, and reported to Fusi in Beizhen. ”

After Zhang Tie finished speaking, he took out a blank piece of paper from his arms, knowing that Tie Lingshuang would not reach out to pick it up, put it next to the twenty-third head, and walked towards the door.

"Is there no one to hide the guard? I'm a guard, why did I start investigating the case?"

Pausing his body, Zhang Tie looked back at Tie Lingshuang, who was still reaching out and pressing lightly on Twenty-three's chest, the corners of his mouth raised, and he instantly retracted it, coughing lightly,

"The commander's arrangement, he said that during the trip to Hangzhou, you have a good level of investigation, so I will hand it over to you. ”

As he spoke, he was about to go out, walked to the door, turned his head,

"When are you going back to the courtyard?"

Raising his head, he glanced at Zhang Tie with a serious face at the door, Tie Lingshuang suddenly lost the mood to investigate the case, pulled down his face, and his voice was a little muffled,

"He asked you to ask?"

Raising his feet and going out of the door, Zhang Tie's voice came,

"The commander said that if you don't want to go back, you can live outside, don't cause trouble. ”

Sneered, unconsciously feeling a lot happier, Tie Lingshuang turned his head to look at the folded white paper, stretched out his hand to open it, a short horizontal on the top, and a few rows of small black dots below.

When the head is horizontal, the face of death.

In the first row, one point is the sky, the second point is the earth, the third point is Xuan, and the fourth point is yellow.

In the second row, two points are forbidden, and a section apart is another three points.

In the third row, one point is a demon, and the second point is a demon.

Fourth row, nothing.

"Xuan, two or three, see the devil, and die. The reason for this is unknown. ”

Fold the white paper, put it beside Twenty-three, reached out to touch the clothes on the chest, noticed that there was something wrong with the fingers, hung up the iron gun, reached out and tore the interlayer of the clothes, and sure enough, there was a palm-sized oily yellow soft paper inside, and the corner of the paper was also bloodstained.

Xuanwei has always acted according to the law, recording the scope of activities every ten years and reporting to the head office for pursuit. Spread it out and look at it

On July 11, Qingliang Temple worships the Buddha.

On July 12, Xianyun watched the three Qings.

On July 13, Guanyin Mountain Temple worships the Buddha.

Looking at the few small characters, pinching his fingers, today, July 15, died in the early hours of this morning, suffered a heavy blow, his chest was completely shattered, and his internal organs were also broken, he was a master. I can't stand up, and my back is also shattered, and it is very likely that it was a surprise attack. What you have been doing lately, where you have been, and especially what you did yesterday, seem to be the key to the investigation.

frowned, where did these twenty-three families live, and where they died, I don't know, Zhang Tie is forcing himself to go into that big black cage. Close your eyes and get angry for a long time, calm down, open your eyes, and dissipate your anger.

Stretched out his hand to cover Twenty-three with a white cloth, thinking of the pregnant wife and young daughter in his family, his face was blank, he bowed his head and saluted, turned around and closed the doors and windows of the mortuary, and went out, the courtyard was empty, and a faint wailing sound came from the ground, the corners of his mouth sneered, and he raised his legs and walked out of Beizhen Fusi.

It was early autumn, a large cloud floated in the sky, covering the scorching sun, a coolness arose, Tie Lingshuang frowned and walked on the side of the road with a gloomy face, bypassing the imperial city, along Taiping Street, all the way to Jiming Temple.

The head of the four hundred and eighty temples, the rooster sings, the world is white, and the rooster cries in the ancient temple.

It is said that Emperor Wu of Southern Liang once devoted himself to the temple and wanted to drive the emperor and cultivate the Buddha. The government is deserted, the dragons have no leader, and the ministers are helpless, so they can only bribe the compassionate Buddha with hundreds of millions of dollars to redeem the dignity of the emperor.

This business is worth it, ordinary kidnapping and robbing people, not only bearing the charge of killing the head, but luckily paid, at most no more than a thousand gold, now the emperor sent himself to the door, the old man sat on the ground to collect money, the poor monk instantly became a giant Buddha, the corners of the mouth of the private food spilled oil, and he did not know that death was coming.

Emperor Wu of Liang saluted the Buddha with sincerity, and even in the short Southern Dynasty, there were many temples, and the Buddha's golden body was abundant, all of which were cast by the people's anointment and blood. In the morning and night, the emperor's hegemony became a cloud of smoke, imprisoned in the deserted pavilion, sighing.

After Emperor Wu of the Southern Liang Dynasty, the momentum of destroying the Buddha suddenly rose, four hundred and eighty temples, cast for many years, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, as for the giant Buddha among them, most of them also returned to the six paths.

The first hero of this dynasty, the black-clothed monk Yao Guangxiao, wanted to return to the mountains and forests after helping King Yan become Yongle. Emperor Yongle naturally did not allow it, returned his life to the vulgar, led the prince and young master, and served as the prime minister.

The upper dynasty is covered with gold and purple, above 10,000 people, and the lower dynasty is dressed in black, sitting in the ancient temple of Jiming, meditating and participating in meditation, it is really a generation of strange people.

Standing in front of Jiming Temple, Tie Lingshuang stretched out his hand to push open the temple door, which was quite silent. Since Yao Guangxiao lived in the temple, the monks of Jiming Temple ate and drank with the royal money, and also closed their doors and refused to accept pilgrims.

Passing through the Heavenly King Hall with angry eyes and raising an umbrella to play the pipa, it was the midday fasting class, the bell rang, listening to the bell seemed to be much clearer than usual, Tie Lingshuang looked up at the bell tower on the right.

A stone platform, two zhang high, a huge bronze bell, blue black and yellow, thick and simple, calm and pure. The thick bell pestle that usually hits the bell is gone, and only a small novice, as if practicing iron head skills, raises his bare little brain and smashes it into the bronze bell.

"Knock~"

Clear and melodious, accompanied by a small "ouch", the little novice covered his head, squatted on the ground and grinned for a while, looked at the bronze bell in front of him quite distressed, stood up, took two deep breaths, his face flashed solemnly, and he hit his head again.

No wonder the bell changed, the corners of his mouth raised, Tie Lingshuang walked through the bell tower, bypassed the Great Compassion Hall and Linlin Pagoda, took a shortcut, pushed open a small door, and came to the backyard.

A large open space, overgrown with wild grass, and a man-tall thick black tree stood on the edge of the yard. In the wild grass in the corner of the large courtyard, there were four people with blank faces.

Seeing Tie Lingshuang open the door and come in, he didn't raise his eyelids, but just shook his ears slightly, and then calmed down again. Walking to the edge of the black wood, one light and two heavy, knocked three times, Tie Lingshuang withdrew his hand, and lightly skimmed the ground next to the black wood.

A moment later, there was a click in my ears, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the stone floor next to the black wood slowly cracked, and a stone staircase led straight to a cloud of chaos.

Looking up and glancing around, pouting, Tie Lingshuang carried the iron gun, went down the steps, just walked a few steps, the ground above his head slowly closed, and it was dark in an instant.

Cursing the stupid entrance of the cave, Tie Lingshuang calmly followed the steps, one hundred and eight steps, and he could finish it with his eyes closed, and the light in front of him rose, and the Xuanzi layer arrived.

It was empty, only the faint smell of oil smoke, and it continued along the dim passageway, stopping in front of an iron gate.

"Xuan, twenty-three. ”

The iron lock on the door is dusty, and it is thick and thick, and it seems that it has not been used for many years. Also, unless a few singles are dull and don't like the upright, no one wants to stay in this small cage.

All the way down, through the ground floor, ignoring the crazy woman sleeping in front of the white tiger table, came to the lowest floor, pushed open the courtyard gate, only the courtyard side, hung an oil lamp, looked up and did not see the light in the attic, my heart was happy.

Walking to the inner courtyard, there is a large black house on the right, and on the door is carved a few finger-sized bone birds, surrounded by an orchid, like a bee. Hidden guard dossier room, and bone bird honeycomb.

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three. ”

In the front room, rows of bookshelves, small squares, are full of paper letterheads, Tie Lingshuang is usually fine, and he will work with Xiaoya to serve as a coolie, combing the news transmitted from the south and the north of the world, and even the personnel replacement of the heaven and earth Xuanhuang can't be avoided, as if he has become a hidden guard.

Xuan Twenty-three's dossier, there were only a few such light and fluttering, Tie Lingshuang carried a few thin pieces of yellow paper, walked to the small table in the corner, lit the oil lamp, and flipped through the pages one by one.

"Fang Yiyu, a native of Guangling, Yangzhou, his ancestors hunted for a living, and the king of Yangzhou thieves taught skills, passed through the wall to transfer the house, led the sheep, and stole the number of smoke. In the third year of Yongle, the ghost golden sheep group of the earth guard slayer met by chance, and his hands and feet were light, and he didn't know the blame, and he was sent to the hidden guard. It is a Xuanzi, one hundred and seventy-eight. ”

"In the fourth year of Yongle, in the southern white water, the herring monster was found, judged to be a demon, given a card, and entered the Xuan one hundred and forty-three. ”

"In the sixth year of Yongle, Kunming, Yunnan, found the blood wolf monster, judged to be a demon, escaped by luck, and then reported, the earth guard tail fire tiger punished the demon, and entered the ninety-seventh place. ”

"In the sixth year of Yongle, he married Zhang's daughter and later had a daughter. Outside the residence in Qingliang Mountain Oolong Pond, Li Village Hutong No. 23. ”

"In the eighth year of Yongle, Changbai Mountain in eastern Liaodong, found the seven-leaf ginseng monster, judged to be a demon, gave a card, and entered the forty-nine Xuan. ”

"Ten years of Yongle, Shushan, Luzhou, found the twin impatiens and flower monsters, judged to be demons, gave cards, and entered the twenty-three Xuan. ”

Whew, the strength of the breath, nodded, Tie Lingshuang was quite surprised, in the past, Xuanwei, mostly from the brocade Wei Ti horse, selected people with good light skills and very good at concealment, scattered everywhere, looking for demons and monsters, these twenty-three can be ranked from nearly two hundred to twenty-three, and I think I also have a skill.

Then I looked at the traces reported every ten years in the last 23 years, except for staying at home, that is, the Jinling temple and Taoist temple wandering around, there is no clue.

Turning to the bottom, the familiar feeling came from the fingertips, and when he squinted, there were actually two silver tickets, each with red edges on a white background, blue patterns, and small characters on the edge of the patterns, Tie Lingshuang didn't pay attention to it, just looked at the three big characters in the middle "one thousand taels".

It seems that someone had long expected that he would come back to retrieve the information of Twenty-Three, and put the silver ticket under it in advance. Thinking of twenty-three and one wife and one daughter, the wife seemed to be pregnant, Tie Lingshuang knew that these two thousand taels were not the meal expenses that had been reimbursed to him recently.

Stuffing the silver ticket into the purse around his waist, he got up and put the materials back in his place, blew out the oil lamp, closed the door, and looked up at the attic, still unlit, happy and a little strange.

"The commander has just been recruited by the emperor, in the palace. ”

Turning his head to look, Zhang Tie was standing outside the hut opposite the file room, watching his faint voice come.

Pulled down the corners of his mouth, ignored him, pushed open the small door and walked out of the inner courtyard, and walked out straight open the door, which meant that the rivers and lakes would never see him again.

The tigress was still sleeping on the table, Tie Lingshuang pursed her lips, the blood on the soles of her feet was churning, and she rushed out of the dark hell all the way to the world.

Extremely happy, ignoring a few dead nerds sitting in the courtyard of Jiming Temple, pushing open the courtyard door, light steps, passing by the bell tower, I saw the little novice who took the head to hit the bell sitting next to the bronze bell, the head was purple and red, holding the bun in his hand, while wiping his tears, he took a big bite of the bun, and it smelled, like leek and tofu stuffing.

The stomach growled, retracted his mind, he didn't eat enough in the morning, less than half of the usual amount, he was busy all morning, seeing that the sun was about to tilt westward, thinking of the sky-nosed Marven Cai was a scum, disturbing his interest in eating, and he couldn't help but be angry and murderous.

"The female donor, the killing intent is too strong, disturbing the little monk's fasting. ”

Raising his eyebrows, glaring at the phoenix eyes, and waving the iron gun in his hand, Tie Lingshuang looked up at the side of the high platform, wiping his tears, eating steamed buns, and bowing his head to teach his little novice.

A pair of murderous Ruifeng eyes, two watery and immature crescent eyes, looking at each other for a long time, Tie Lingshuang glanced at the buns in the hands of the little novice, the hunger in his stomach was even worse, and he suppressed the desire to snatch the buns, Jiming Temple, that Yao Guangxiao is the lair of the dog thief, this girl will not eat your things.

Glaring at Xiao Shami, seeing that he was not frightened, he snorted coldly and walked out.

Jiming Temple is backed by Xuanwu Lake and refers to Qingliang Mountain in the distance. Tie Lingshuang frowned lightly, the Black Dragon Pond where the twenty-three people lived was at the foot of Qingliang Mountain, where they went all the way in a straight line, passing by the North Gate Bridge, where the taste of leek egg stuffed dumplings and green pepper mixed beef was also a must, although it was no longer among the eight uniques of Qinhuai, I think it was because it didn't rely on the Qinhuai River.

Swallowing his saliva, Tie Lingshuang strengthened his feet, and rushed over against the dumpling beef.