Qin Dachuan struggled desperately, he didn't see a monk behind him raise a knife and slash, between life and death, the hidden weapon in Mo Song's hand bounced towards the monk who raised the knife faster than the light, and with a bang, the big knife fell to the ground.

In front of the desk, Monk Hua looked out of the door in surprise.

At the intersection of black and light, Pei Jingning was wearing a dark robe, with a long body and a jade body, a noble face, and murderous eyebrows and eyes, which made people dare not look directly.

"Who are you?" Monk Hua got up, his triangular eyes were murderous, and he took out the weapon beside him - Fang Tianhalberd, with a ruthless energy that immediately took people's lives.

Pei Jingning stretched out his hand.

Bai Lang Lilang immediately handed over the long sword.

"You don't deserve to know."

"Look for death." The triangular-eyed monk waved his halberd.

Yeats didn't even react, Pei Jingning disappeared in front of her, and before she could sigh, dozens of monks suddenly appeared in the small mountain temple to besiege and kill them.

The two pulled out the men and horses into the battle in an instant, Yeats was good at fighting, but both sides used long weapons, and her short dagger had no advantage and could only protect herself so as not to drag everyone back.

Just as she was looking around at Xiao Quanzi, a team of soldiers poured into the gate of the courtyard, and at first glance it was the soldiers of the court, Yeats instantly understood that Pei Shaoqing had come prepared, and it seemed that the battle would not be over soon.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, the officers and soldiers of the Great Wei surrounded and suppressed the small mountain temple, but unfortunately let the flower monk escape.

"My lord—" After the catastrophe, Qin Dachuan hurriedly visited Pei Shaoqing.

Bai Lang commanded the aftermath.

Pei Jingning followed behind Yeats.

Yeats was almost speechless by the dozens of heads densely packed on the case, "This ...... How many lives does this take? ”

Teng Chong counted, "There are fifty-two." ”

Yeats turned his head: "My lord, have you investigated the problem with this small mountain temple?" ”

Pei Jingning nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

"That's ......" He looked at Qin Dachuan, and he would find out here.

Pei Jingning did not deny it, but he didn't say much.

Yeats bent down and looked at the long talisman under the skull: "There is the name of the worshipper on it......" She just thought of the name, and her slender white palm blocked her gaze, "Find Mei's, don't worry about the rest." ”

Yeats straightened up, "Yes, sir." "Maybe there are heads given by people with special status, and these things are not for these little people to know.

Teng Chong pointed to the most corner of the head and said, "Here it is written that the Mei priest will sue the gods for immortality." ”

This kind of evil ghost still wants to live forever, it is really unreasonable, Yeats hates to cut this pair of demon mother and son with a thousand knives.

After investigation, Xiaoshan Temple practiced not the general Zen and Vinaya sects of the Central Plains, but the Tantra from the Western Regions, and the secret here is not the secret in Buddhism, but the meaning of secrecy and Esoteric law.

It is said that the secret religion of the Western Regions, a simple ceremony, requires dozens of complete skulls, multiple leg bones, and many intestines, and the monk's robe is composed of hundreds of people's eyebrow bones, and the various magic instruments used, from the body worn to the things worn, are taken from the living person.

Yeats couldn't help but think about the ancient legend of the modern era - Sister Drum, and now just thinking about it makes my spine cold and my scalp tingle.

What the hell is this? It's more cannibalistic than cannibalism.

The flower monk from the Western Regions deceived people to sacrifice under the guise of offering life and death and transcending reincarnation, and Mei was one of the deceived people, this woman who had done a lot of evil in her life was already cruel, and sacrificing reincarnation for her husband was even more vicious.

The case is settled here, and all that remains is Yeats's portrait of the victim through skull modeling, allowing the victim's family to identify Mei's crime, so that her crime cannot escape.

Due to the limited conditions in ancient times, Yeats could only choose clay to reshape the model and restore the general appearance of the victims, which is a very meticulous job, and it takes ten days and a half months to do it.

Zhao Bai volunteered to participate, even if there were two or two people, the heads of more than ten cases, it would still take a long time.

Pei Jingning recommended a person to come over, a master of the Jianghu noodle kneader, Yeats took ten days at the earliest, and he could get one in two days, which can be compared with a 3D printer.

Cattle! I had to take it.

Although the appearance of human beings varies greatly, there is still a certain regularity, which varies with race, region, age, by extracting some basic information from the skull, the position, length, width, and size of facial features can be determined, the type of eyes and nose can be determined according to the shape of the eyelids and nasal bones, and then the age and gender can be determined according to the reconstructed facial features, etc.

Through the cooperation of the three of them day and night, for nearly a month, the victims who were poisoned by Mei's mother and son were finally lined up one by one for people to claim and identify Mei's mother and son.

Mei is a kind doughy woman during the day, and at night she is a man-eating demon who kills people without blinking.

Her son Mei Zongbao, after many interrogations, Yeats found that he has a dual personality, he is a Wen scholar during the day, and he is a man of mania at night, and he especially likes to destroy things, which is also the reason why Mei's backyard is the same as the garbage dump, the environment is not dirty or messy, he can't sleep, and he must wrap himself in dirty and messy to not be crazy.

This is the typical spoiled but insecure personality.

Ten years ago, when the son of the golden silk jujube met the Mei family of three, in fact, he didn't notice Mei Shao and the others at first, because this child was too bearish, not only did he not eat well, but also took the clods of soil on the ground and threw dirty things into the meal of the son of the golden silk jujube.

The son of the golden silk jujube originally didn't want to deal with a child, but when he turned his head and looked, he recognized Shao Liang at a glance, and after waiting for twelve years, the son of the golden silk jujube rushed into the kitchen of the restaurant and took out a knife and cut it, without giving the surname Shao a chance at all.

This is also the statement of the Mei mother and son who were convicted and summoned to the world, and the son of the golden silk jujube voluntarily surrendered and registered in the case, and these cases were later transferred to the Dali Temple, and Yeats and they had the opportunity to know.

It wasn't until the autumn wind rustled and the coolness hit people that Yeats was freed from the cumbersome case of Mei's mother and son, and he slept for three days in a row before he was relieved.

"It's September!"

Wearing a thick jacket, Yeats really felt that summer was over

Autumn is coming.

Ye Lan stood in front of the door of his room, wanting to speak and stopping.

Yeats smiled, "I know what you're going to say, isn't that breakfast shop?" ”

Ye Lan nodded embarrassedly.

Yeats looked at the yellow calendar, "Coincidentally, the appointed time is today, and I will go after breakfast." ”

As soon as he turned around, Xiao Quanzi actually came.

"I knew you had a good night's sleep."

Yeats smiled, "If I don't sleep enough for three days, then what will happen to me!" ”

Yang Fuquan smiled, very diligent, and saw that Yeats was going out, so he hurriedly led the little donkey and waited at the door.

"What about you?"

"I have long legs."

"...... "Is this kid here to show off?"

Yeats silently climbed on the little donkey, rode on the little donkey, and after a month of closed-door fighting, he was finally able to go out.

The sun is so nice.

The old street is also very good.

An ordinary and ordinary day has started again.

The donkey swished from the deep alleys to the bustling streets, and the sun poured down from the rooftops of the teahouses and taverns on both sides of the street, washing away the morning coolness.

The streets stretch to the east and west, and pedestrians are constantly coming: some are carrying burdens and hurrying to deliver goods, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull wagons, and all of them are human fireworks.

Half an hour later, Yeats arrived at the small shop he had agreed with three months earlier.

Today, this small street is a little too lively, and when I arrived at the door of the small shop, the door was open, and it was clear inside, but there were still things, and there was no one.

"This ......," she found, most of them gathered around the shop next door, chattering and not knowing what to gossip about.

As soon as the proprietress of the small shop looked up and found Yeats, she hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, "Brother Ye, you are really punctual, and you really came today when you said that you came today." ”

Yeats smiled and asked, "Next door is ......"

The proprietress listened to her question, but said regretfully, "The rich proprietor of the shop next door was killed, and the shopkeeper didn't know what to do." ”

"......" is out of the murder case?

The proprietress thought Yeats didn't understand, and waved her hand, "The proprietor next door is rich and rich, and this kind of small shop next door is simply not worth mentioning to her." ”

"Have you seen this owner?" Yeats habitually investigates cases.

The proprietress exaggerated in surprise, "People are rich and noble, even if they come to check the shop, they are in charge, we have seen it." ”

"So rich?"

The proprietress nodded, "I heard that she is a noble daughter of the clan, and the husband she married is a high-ranking official, how can we be qualified to see such a small commoner." ”

To also.

Maybe the case has been reported to Dali Temple.

Yeats stopped worrying and asked about business, "The proprietress ......" pointed to the things that had not been cleaned up inside and asked, "Tomorrow is September 9, can it be cleaned up this afternoon?" ”

The proprietress was very refreshing, "Yes, don't worry, as long as you pay the final payment, I will find someone to clear the contents immediately." ”

Yeats nodded, "Where is it convenient, you show me the contract, and I will pay the balance of the first rent month without any problem." ”

The proprietress immediately exclaimed, "The ...... The ...... of the house"

A middle-aged man squeezed out of the gossip crowd, took out the contract from his sleeve pocket, obviously very interested in the affairs of the rich family, and signed a contract with Yeats, and talked non-stop.

Yeats listened to his gossip with a smile as he read the contract.

As soon as the lease contract was reached, Yeats quickly got it done, and took out the final payment for the first lease month, "Uncle, aunt, it's better to be troublesome." ”

The kid looked tender, and he was very neat and cheerful, and the couple happily accepted the contract, "I wish you a prosperous business and a prosperous source of wealth!" ”

As soon as they had collected the contract and were about to go home, Teng Chong and Qin Dachuan rushed over.

"Little Brother Ye, there is a case."

"I'm still on vacation." Yeats's old god is there.

"I know."

"Then you are ......"

Teng Chong had a few copies and said, "I'll just tell you." ”

Yeats looked at him puzzled.

Teng Chong deliberately didn't say anything.

Hey, she doesn't want to know!

"Xiao Quanzi, let's go."

Teng Chong saw that Yeats was not curious at all, so he hurriedly caught up, grabbed him before he got on the little donkey, and said mysteriously: "In this case, Pei Shaoqing originally let you pass, but the king of Huainan County didn't let you interfere." ”

Yeats raised his eyebrows, it turned out to be the case of the noble lady next door just now!

Teng Chong snorted unconvinced, "I bet that you have to come out of this case in the end, otherwise it will be another unsolved case." ”

(End of chapter)