"Left catcher, you're back so soon?!"

"Zuo Zhutou, how is the investigation of the incident at Chen Yuanwai's house?

Zuo Zhengyang returned to the county office non-stop, and the errand clerks he met on the way stepped forward to inquire, but he politely refused, and after asking where the county order was, he went straight to the back hall.

The door of the back hall opened to the west, and Min Changwen, who was dressed in an official robe, looked at a page of paper in his hand, the brewed tea was steaming, and when the footsteps came in, he turned his head and looked at it, and put down the article with a smile.

"Zhengyang is back. ”

Stepping into the threshold, he arched his hands: "Zuo Zhengyang has seen the county honor." ”

"Sit down and talk. Min Changwen stretched out his hand to let him sit down next to him, summoned the servants in the back hall, served another cup of tea, and the two exchanged a few words, and then talked about business.

"What did you find over there in the Chen Mansion?"

Zuo Zhengyang removed the two long knives behind his back, sat down, and took a sip of tea, "There are some!" said that, the waiting hunter outside the door presented a blood-stained knife and a folded sheet to the hall.

He stood up and pointed to the sharp object in the tray.

"County Zun, please see, this thing is the murder weapon that disemboweled Chen Yaoke, and the several people who died before were all ruptured liver and gallbladder, and their flesh and blood withered, and the methods of death between the two were very different. ”

Min Changwen put down the teacup, got up and walked over, but he also carefully looked at the knife.

"What does the left head catch, Chen Yaoke, not killed by a female ghost, but someone cut his belly with this sharp weapon?"

"Exactly!"

Zuo Zhengyang nodded, and pointed to the gray sheets stacked on another plate.

"That day was haunted, there was a gray cloak monster confronting the ghost among the crowd, and this sheet was found by Zuo in the corner of Chen's mansion, and there were more than one person's footprints on the ground, and the knife that killed Chen Yaoke was also confirmed by Chen Yuanwai, and it was a gift from that strange man to ward off evil spirits!"

Min Changwen pursed his lips, twisted the tip of his beard and walked a few steps, thought for a moment, stopped at the threshold, and looked back to the left to catch his head.

"..... but what if that powerful ghost hates that strange man for protecting Chen Yaoke, and instead uses what he gave to kill the person he is blessing?"

What the county lord said is not unreasonable. Zuo Zhutou lowered his face, arched his hand and said: "In this case, Zuo will continue to investigate, but for now, I dare to assert that Chen Yaoke's death is definitely not the work of ghosts." ”

"But this county wants to close the case as soon as possible. ”

"County honor, human life is at stake!"

"No, if it's a damned person, it has nothing to do with God!"

.......

At this time, a group of people looming in this matter, running around with shops in Fushui County, bought two donkey carts, full of grain, cloth, and even bought a few piglets and lambs, which were held behind the frame.

Lu Liangsheng changed his outfit, with a clear robe, shoes, neatly combed his hair, wrapped it with a scarf, and bought a wolf pen, ink inkstone, and a few blank books.

However, after a few times, a few taels of silver went out, so frightened that Lu Pan and the others hurriedly stopped their hands and did not dare to buy any more, after all, the five hundred taels were earned by Lu Liangsheng.

Walking through the bustling long street, when I went out of the city, I took the old donkey that was put in place, and it was almost dark.

So as not to dream too much at night, and be seen by others, leading pigs and sheep, driving donkey carts and embarking on the road back overnight, ghosts and spirits have all been seen, and Lu Pan's eight people feel that it is not a big deal to walk at night.

And there are also high-ranking apprentices like the eldest nephew by his side, and even the master ..... in the yamen admires everything.

Soon, the county town with the lights on was far behind them, and disappeared at the end of the bend of the mountain road, until the second half of the night, everyone passed the excitement of five hundred taels of silver, and Lu Liangsheng also felt tired.

"Uncle Pan, let's rest nearby. ”

"Good!"

Lu Pan handed over a bag of water, beckoned the others to bring the donkey cart closer, the pigs and sheep brought over, everyone couldn't wait to rest, quickly finished everything, lit the bonfire, and cooked the food.

The clay pot was boiling, Lu Qing scooped up a bowl of gruel boiled with dry food, looked at the eldest nephew in his hand, and laughed.

"Liangsheng, eat it while it's hot, if you add meat to it, it's fragrant and energetic. ”

"Uncle Qing also hurried to eat and rest. ”

The young man sent Lu Qing away, while reading the book given by the old man in the county government, by the light of the fire, while drinking meat porridge, although he could read the words, but the content in it was dry and difficult to understand, and he could read it with a big head.

When the eight big men over there finished eating and fell asleep around the fire, Lu Liangsheng quietly took the package and opened the gap.

"Master?"

The Purple Star Daoist pulled open the mouth of the bag, drilled out, and let out a long breath.

"Now that I know that the teacher is still there, I almost suffocated to death. ”

With a sigh, he staggered to the ground with a clay bowl on his flippers, and glanced in.

"And meat....."

"It's just for Master. ”

Lu Liangsheng went over and sat down next to him and raised the "Rite Music" in his hand.

"Master, can you pass on everything in this book to me?"

The toad, who was sitting on the stone with a clay bowl, glanced at the title of the book, then turned back and tried to chew the few pieces of fat.

"If the old man will, he will still leave you here to eat leftovers........ if you don't cultivate the Tao, what kind of official will you be. ”

The surroundings quieted down, the insects chirped among the weeds, and in the light of the bonfire, Lu Liangsheng put down the book, looked at the eight big men sleeping over there, and spoke very softly.

"Master, did you say I did the right thing that night?"

As if he had eaten enough, the toad pushed away the clay bowl and lay down on a small pebble, with the frog's webbing resting on the other bent short leg.

"Rotten good guys. ”

Next to him, the young man also lay down with his head on his pillow, looking at the night sky with his eyes unblinking.

“...... Her parents and brother are dead, and she is still alive and strong, but she suffers such a sin, I can't stand it...... I always felt that God shouldn't have done that to her. ”

The toad Taoist didn't speak, and in his vague memory, there seemed to be such a girl, who lived strongly, but in the end she was sunk in the river, and after so many years, she almost forgot what she looked like.

His thoughts drifted for a moment, he shook his head, and repeated what he had just said.

"Rotten good guy!"

Lu Liangsheng looked at the moon and laughed, suddenly got up, ran to the donkey cart, rummaged through a blank scroll, and the toad sat up and watched him set up the easel by the fire.

"What are you doing here?"

"Draw ......"

The scroll was spread out on it, Lu Liangsheng sharpened the ink he had used before, picked up the brush, looked at the blank scroll, and recalled the woman in the white dress in the mist that night.

The tip of the pen lightly touched it.......

The toad man yawned, then looked at the young man with a focused gaze, the corners of his mouth sometimes smiling, shook his head, and lay down again.

In the distance, the foothills resounded with the howl of a wailing wolf.

The flames gradually subsided, and the figure of the ink-waving painting over there stopped after a while, and in the faint firelight, the blank picture scroll was full of beautiful women flying in the tulle, which came to life.

Finally, in the lower left corner, the word red mercy is lowered.

Lu Liangsheng just finished his pen, he was quite satisfied with this painting, and after looking at it for a while, fatigue hit, and he lay back beside the toad Taoist, and fell asleep.

The night sky and half moon are gradually obscured by clouds.

The wind blew through the woods, and there was a soft noise, and the flames of the burned dead branches, glowing with a pale blue color, were lodging and lodging, and the mist gradually rose around them.

A figure floated in from the mist.

Among the eight people who were asleep, someone was woken up by the cold, Lu Qing rubbed his eyes and sat up, his face turned pale with fright when he saw the fluttering figure, and he suddenly lay back and stabbed Lu Pan next to him with his hand.

"Lao Pan, that ghost is here!"

Lu Pan woke up from being scratched by him, propped up half of his body, and squinted his eyes in the direction he was pointing.

"What the hell is here..... ouch!"

The words changed suddenly, and he quickly closed them, fell back hard, and closed his eyes: "Don't look, go to sleep." ”

"Where can I sleep, will she suck our yang energy?"

"Hell knows!"

Lu Pan felt something floating over his head, his eyes were closed in fright, and he pinched Lu Qing's face with his hand and pushed it outward.

"Lao Pan, you bastard. Lu Qinggan showed weakness and also used his hands to break him.

However, a faint feeling of tiredness hit, and the two moved a few times, and then fell asleep directly.

The mist, which was stirred up by the churning, stopped, and the shadow in it slowly landed, without any sound, and bowed down to Lu Liangsheng, who was sleeping over there.

“...... The concubine is Nie Hongpian, and Mr. Xie is kind of helping. ”