Chapter Forty-Eight: Black Wind and White Bones
On the official road,
Rattle, rattle, horses' hooves, crunch, wheels turning,
Pedestrians who were hurrying saw that it was the soldiers who were far away.
The military generals led by him rode horses, looking around from time to time, and there were mountains and dense forests on both sides of the official road.
Unconsciously, they have moved away from Guobei County,
Woo, suddenly a gust of wind blew in the mountains and forests, and the wind came very quickly, blowing on the soldiers' bodies, and the soldiers couldn't help but shiver.
Then a cloud of black gas floated out of the forest, enveloping the couple in an instant.
I could vaguely hear screams coming from it.
......
In the afternoon of the same day, the sky was red, and someone hurriedly came to the yamen to report the case, saying that a lot of white bones were found more than 30 miles outside Guobei City.
When they arrived, all the people were blindfolded, and then their faces turned pale and trembled.
On the side of the official road, twenty-one corpses, all flesh and viscera were gone, only white bones remained, even the horses pulling the cart.
The chests on the carriage were all overturned on the ground, and there were scattered gold, silver and jade objects on the ground, as well as a bronze Buddha.
It was the group of soldiers who set out from Guobei County in the morning.
"This, this ......" For a while, the county ordered the adults to have no master.
"It's over, it's over, it's really over this time!"
So many people died at once, not to mention that this is still the tribute paid by the Marquis Fu!
Such a case still happened in his jurisdiction, and even if the case could be solved as soon as possible, he would inevitably be implicated.
"Where is this villain, doing such a heartless thing, daring to rob the tribute, this is a big crime of the three clans!" The county magistrate paused and scolded.
This is not a man's doing!
Wang Zhe looked at the corpses on the ground, and each corpse was filled with a faint black gas, as if there was nothing.
"It's a demon!" He glanced at the mountains and forests on either side.
"It's really all killed, dare to rob the tribute, kill the court soldiers, this is not a small courage!" Zhuo Siwei was also stunned after coming to the scene.
"Who are you and why are you here?!" Zhu Xiao scolded Zhuo Siwei after seeing it.
Zhuo Siwei ignored it, and threw over a waist card, and Zhu Xiao saw that his face was white, and he puffed and knelt on one knee.
"I've seen my lord!"
The county commander and the county lieutenant looked even more ugly when they saw the waist card.
Hundred Riders!
"Your ......, my lord"
Zhuo Siwei waved his hand to them impatiently, turned his head and walked to Wang Zhe's side with a smile.
"Brother."
"Stay away from me, you're so annoying!" Wang Zhe said with a cold face.
"This, this Wang Zhe is so bold, he dares to be so rude to this adult, could it be that they are relatives?"
"You guys stay away, don't get in the way of us, and the county order, you immediately send someone to Lin'an Mansion with my waist card, saying that there is a big case here, and you need the assistance of the hundred horsemen there!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Brother Tai, your physiognomy is so good, I don't know who you studied with?"
"A blind fortune teller on the side of the road!" Wang Zhe said coldly.
"Ah, blind? Brother Tai's reason is so far-fetched! Zhuo Siwei smiled after hearing this.
"What do you think of this case?"
"What do you think? Nine times out of ten, it was not done by people, even if it was robbed of tribute, the flesh and viscera of people and horses were gone, even the most rampant Jiangyang thieves would not do such a thing in broad daylight on the official road! ”
Wang Zhe looked at the open box, what was in this tribute? Actually provoked the monsters in the mountains?
"Well, this Buddha statue looks very realistic."
He came to the side of the Buddha statue and looked at the Buddha statue, which was faintly emitting spiritual light.
After inspecting the scene, they collected some of the tributes scattered at the scene and transported them back to the county office, where they were specially assigned to take care of them.
Wang Zhe returned home and took out a scripture book from his sleeve, a Buddhist scripture, which was originally in the tribute, and he left it while people were not paying attention.
Anyway, so many tributes have been lost, who would pay attention to a Buddhist scripture?
The reason why Wang Zhe brought this sutra back was because he saw the aura on this sutra, and among these tributes, except for the very obvious Buddha statue, only this sutra had aura, which was obviously not ordinary.
When I opened this sutra, the first thing I wrote was the Prajna Heart Sutra, and then what I wrote was my understanding of the Dharma.
It seems that the person who wrote this sutra was a high monk.
"It's okay to have nothing to do, just take a look." Wang Zhe said in his heart.
There is no fixed method of cultivation, whether it is a Buddha or a Tao, what he encounters is fate.
As for the robbery of the tribute, such a big case is naturally handled by someone!
The next day, the people of the Baiqi Division rushed from Lin'an to Guobei County.
Zhuo Siwei was still busy and came to Wang Zhe to exchange cases and ask him what he thought.
"How did you say that the monster who robbed the tribute knew in advance that there would be a tribute passing through there, and chose to do it here?"
"Look at what I'm doing, I can't help you, you can go and ask for the city god, it's very effective, you know."
"Chenghuang, huh?" Zhuo Siwei raised his eyebrows after hearing this.
"It's not impossible."
The people of the Baiqi Division were investigating the case, Wang Zhe was fishing during the day, practicing at night, and before going to bed, he looked at the picture and practiced the "Great Sun View Idea".
Another day passed,
Two Taoist priests came from outside the city,
They set up altars where the tributes were taken.
As a person in the yamen, Wang Zhe was transferred to help, just to help get some things, because of his acquaintance with Zhuo Sifan, but no one dared to call him, so he watched the whole process.
"This is preparing to cast a spell, soul search?" Wang Zhe asked curiously.
"No, the twenty or so dead people have already lost their souls, and they are ready to cast a spell to see if they can find the traces of the monster that killed people and seized the treasure."
The altar is set up,
A Taoist priest in his forties began to cast spells.
Holding a green steel sword, he took out two talismans, and said something in his mouth.
The talisman burns out,
Woo, a gust of wind rose, and the incense candle on the altar was extinguished instantly,
With a click, the pieces on the altar snapped, and the whole table cracked, and the things on it fell to the ground.
Wow, poof, the Taoist priest who was casting the spell screamed, opened his mouth and blood gushed, and the whole person fell to the ground with his head up.
"Senior brother, senior brother!" The Taoist priest on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help, and his senior brother had passed out directly.
"What's going on?" Everyone present was stunned when they saw this.
"Got backlashed?"
"It seems that the things he wants to divinate are too big, and his cultivation is not enough, and he has been counterattacked!" Zhuo Siwei said.
"There's a big problem here!" He looked at the mountains and forests around him, and his face was solemn.
The method failed, and the people were seriously injured, so everyone had to rush back to Guobei County.
On the way back, Zhuo Siwei's face was very rare and solemn.
Dang, Dang, suddenly a deep bell rang from the mountain.
"That's, Lanruo Temple?" Wang Zhe glanced up at the mountain.