Volume 1: Night Shine Kyushu Ming Seventy-two: Layers of portals
The astonishing evil aura immediately appeared in Qiu Shaohu's body, but soon, he was calmed down by himself again.
This feeling is like a wolf in the wilderness, after finding its prey, it is first excited and then suddenly calms down.
Originally, according to Qiu Shaohu's plan, after the affairs of Chaomen calmed down this time, he was going to look for the traces of the enemies, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to bump into him.
This is the ruffian's shop, so you're bound to find some clues here, and maybe something else to gain.
Back then, those people conspired to attack Yundi Village and plan such an important thing together, they couldn't have known each other before, maybe after so many years, they would still contact each other!
As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Shaohu immediately launched a search and searched carefully in the coffin shop.
However, the results quickly disappointed him.
It was obviously not just a few coffins that were taken away from the store.
On the table, in front of the counter, and even under the pillows of the bed in the back room, there were obvious signs of rummaging.
Some people even dismantled the entire quilt and spilled dirty cotton all over the floor in order to find something.
Even the sachet he found at the beginning was not like it had been placed in that place in the first place, but more like someone had thrown it there.
All the evidence was completely destroyed, and the other party carefully destroyed all traces when he left, and Qiu Shaohu couldn't even find a complete footprint on the ground.
"Zhenkang Shrine, what are you looking for here?"
Qiu Shaohu pondered for a moment, then took out the star map again and ran the method, wanting to use the star map again to reproduce the past scene.
With the help of the star map, he really saw that at a time node half a month ago, a group of people broke into here, and they were obviously dressed like the group of people from the Zhenkang Divine Palace.
But soon, Qiu Shaohu sensed that something was wrong.
Because although the people of Zhenkang Shrine came in, they did not rummage through the cabinets to find something as they imagined, but after taking away a few coffins, they carefully maintained the original appearance of the store and did not change it.
Then, the last person to leave, put a mask on the table next to him before leaving. The mask was covered with yellow hair and had long, narrow cheeks, like the face of an ermine.
"They didn't look for anything here, they left something behind." Qiu Shaohu pondered, "Could it be that besides them, there are other people coming?" ”
Before he could change his mind, Qiu Shaohu followed closely and immediately saw that not long after they left, a group of officials broke in. The methods used by the messengers were extremely simple and rude, and they searched around and tossed the contents of the house into a mess.
A messenger accidentally saw the mask on the table and put it away.
The scene of the past, this is the end of it.
Qiu Shaohu withdrew from the field of vision of the star map, and at this point, it was determined that someone from the Yamen had taken the mask of the Zhenkang Divine Palace.
"So, it's obvious that Zhenkang Shrine has some connection with that ruffian, and he is used here as a contact point, and that mask is a token of contact, but it was taken away by the yamen."
Qiu Shaohu knew now that if he wanted to know the truth, he would have to go to the Daotai Yamen to check it out.
If he had a choice, he would not be willing to deal with the Zhaoguo Yamen.
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The prison in the Yamen of Chaomen City is no different from other places.
The dark space is full of damp smell and foul smell, which can even actively contaminate people, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.
The smell of filth is itself a force that erodes people's hearts. Even in the traditional cultivation of the Immortal Gate, it is necessary to avoid this kind of filthy place, so as to avoid the disciples from being unstable in their Taoist hearts, or even being entangled in evil spirits, and eventually going mad.
Therefore, it is generally difficult for the officials who guard this place to be in a good mood. Even if you get used to the environment, every time you spend more time here, your body and mind are extremely tired.
Just now, the two officials were still drinking with each other at the table, and slowly, they felt dizzy and fell asleep on the table.
The breath of slumber was like smoke, and the contagion spread from one cell to another, and then the entire cell fell asleep one by one.
"No...... Okay......" The last one to wake up was a sect disciple of the Zhenkang Divine Palace who had just been arrested, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
The last consciousness seemed to see a tall man, with an ethereal aura, coming to him, and then seemed to burrow into his mind.
The person who came was Dust, but he didn't really come, but used a special technique to make everyone fall asleep, and then sneaked into the other party's consciousness to investigate.
After finding out where these people were being held, Dusty immediately rushed here without stopping. But I didn't want to have any conflict with the government and yamen, so I finally thought of this solution.
You must know that the secular court can manage everything with the power of the dynasty, and there must be something powerful in it. Even for those who are cultivators, if they are not careful, I am afraid that they will suffer.
Familiar with the road, the dust sneaked into the depths of the consciousness of these disciples, looking for each other's memories. And this time he didn't search one by one, but at the same time infiltrated the consciousness of all the people in the Zhenkang Shrine who were locked up here, searching for traces related to the spiritual truth.
In the depths of these people's consciousness, they all saw their deepest souls. At the origin of memory, they all maintain their own appearance, only the instinct of memory, but not consciousness, and can ask them all kinds of questions.
"You've seen him, haven't you?" In front of the origin of these people, Meng Chen changed the appearance of the spiritual truth and asked these people directly.
"I have not seen ......", "I have not ......", and "I have not ......" one after another, and the apostles have denied it.
In an unconscious state, people will only say what they know and will not lie, just like when they are asleep, they will answer whatever they say in their dreams and ask anything.
However, there were two or three people who gave different answers.
"I've seen him ......"
"I think I've seen ...... once"
"I've seen ......"
Meng Chen's spirits were lifted, and then he immediately asked: "Where have you seen it?" What did you talk to him? ”
"We ......" the apostles were silent for a moment, and then said again in unison:
"I don't know ......"
"I don't remember ......"
"I don't remember ...... at all"
"Don't remember?" Meng Chen was surprised, these people clearly remembered the spiritual truth, but they said that they didn't remember where they had seen him?
"I really don't remember."
"We've seen him, but we don't remember."
"We often forget things and take them for granted......"
Meng Chen was keenly aware of something wrong, and immediately followed the other party's words and asked: "What does it mean to be 'accustomed to'?" Why do you often forget? ”
"Because of the Son."
"The Son will tell us to do something, but we don't need to remember."
"The Son will wash away our memories, and we don't have to."
"Holy Son? Who's that? Meng Chen didn't know much about the situation of Zhenkang Divine Palace, only knew that except for the largest number of apostles and the former officials who managed the apostles, the affairs of Zhenkang Divine Palace were all decided by the three great wise masters, but he had never heard of a "holy son".
It seems that for the sake of insurance, every time the Holy Son lets his subordinates do some secret things, in order to avoid leaking the news, he will take the initiative to clean their memories, so they still remember some related things, and forget all the specific details.
Meng Chen still asked, "So you remember what you were doing?" Who did you meet? Where is it? ”
"I don't remember ......"
"I don't know......"
"I don't remember where I went......"
Expected answer.
How can this be?
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The yamen of Chaomen is located in the area of Nancheng.
Chaomen City was born by the sea, and it was originally established according to the port, and the area under the management of the natural yamen was also relatively close to the sea. After several expansions, the location of the Yamen Mansion has not been moved.
Qiu Shaohu saw that along the way, there were more and more people coming and going, like a party, lined up along the road by the sea, and the further he went, the denser the crowd became. At this time, almost all the servants in the yamen also came out to maintain order outside.
Qiu Shaohu heard that it was because today was the time of the sea festival. Different from the custom of worshipping ancestors during the Qingming Festival in other places, Chaomen City was born by the sea, and the sea is the foundation, so in the spring equinox before the Qingming Festival, the Daotai Yamen will take the initiative to worship the sea and pray for a good harvest in the year.
At such an important moment, the front gate of the yamen was also very lively.
Far away, Qiu Shaohu saw the prefect Zhang Fengrong, and on the high platform that everyone was watching, he personally used a shovel to dig a shovel of mud soaked in sea water on the ground of the port, and filled the high platform with soil as a symbol of foundation support.
Later, the nets were dragged out of the sea with the help of the officers, and there were already various fish and shrimp in the pockets, which were all cooked in a large pot in the middle of the high platform to the sound of the drums of the four-faced band.
The firecrackers hanging on both sides are flying, and the ignited sparks are bursting along the firecrackers, and the red paper is scattered, with a lively atmosphere. The crowd also made an uproar, and in this lively atmosphere, the prefect Zhang Fengrong distributed the boiled fish and shrimp to the onlookers one by one as a prayer for worship.
Chaomen was born because of the sea, but it was only through the establishment of generations that it turned from a remote fishing village near the sea to a prosperous harbor. Man will win the sky, so the worship of Chaomen has never been to seek the favor of the gods. The use of shovels to dig the soil symbolizes the non-stop construction, and the distribution of sea specialties to everyone symbolizes the harvest of labor.
Everyone is sharing in this fun.
It was also during the hustle and bustle that Qiu Shaohu was able to sneak in from the edge without paying attention to the crowd.
According to his thoughts, if he could take advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, find the mask left by the Zhenkang Divine Palace, and then leave directly, it would naturally be the easiest and most direct way.
If it weren't for the last resort, he really didn't want to meet the people of the yamen.
The Yamen Mansion has three floors and six doors, and people enter it one by one, as if they are stepping into a game, with an empty house in front of it being dark and wide, and the only exit behind it is getting farther and farther away.
Normally speaking, when people come to such a place, they should avoid it. But the further you go, the more exquisite the carved fence murals and landscape railings become, and it makes people want to investigate the source and find out, even if it takes a lifetime for this.
The most important thing is that fame and fame can't be forgotten, and officialdom is nothing more than that, everyone knows that danger lurks, but if fame and fortune are at their fingertips, who can endure such a temptation.
After all, at the beginning of the division of the Holy Emperor Hong, the way of officials is also the first-class way of heaven.
Qiu Shaohu had just taken a step inside when he heard someone calling him: "This son, where are you going?" ”
When he looked back, he saw that an errand officer was standing behind, looking at him.
"I'm lost and trying to find a place to go." Qiu Shaohu pretended to be nothing.
"The exit is on that side, if you go the other way, go out directly, you can see the festival, if the son is faster, he can catch up." This messenger passed by Qiu Shaohu in a swallow's suit, and while showing him the way, he walked towards the other side.
"Wait a minute," Qiu Shaohu suddenly said, "I see that many poor people are outside, don't you have to go over?" ”
"If there is something else going on, I won't accompany my son."
After the messenger finished speaking, he turned and continued walking.
Qiu Shaohu suddenly made a move, grabbed the opponent's arm, and with a little force, the opponent's clothes were immediately torn.
The other party pulled his hand back, revealing a deerskin costume in the torn cuffs.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Qiu Shaohu only took a look at him, and found that he was actually pretending to be from Zhenkang Divine Palace.
As for why they are suspicious, it is even simpler - but when did any poor person from the yamen speak so politely?