Li Changqing frowned, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

followed He Yingcheng and a few people rushed to the prison.

On the way, He Yingcheng probably also told Changqing some of Chang Wei's background.

Chang Wei, the son of Chang Yuan, the squire of the Tianwu State Military Department, is twenty-six years old, a third-level cultivator of qi refining, a prostitute person, and often robs people's daughters...... It is one of the famous four scum in the city, and is known as Chang Wei, the son of absurdity.

Li Changqing, who is also one of the four scumbags, coughed a few times in embarrassment when he heard He Yingcheng's words.

Someone's heart screams that he is wronged, this TM is not me at all......

Came to the prison cell of Fengtianfu.

It's still this familiar taste.

A foul smell filled the air.

couldn't care about so much, and several people came to the cell where Chang Wei was held.

Huh? Seeing Chang Wei, he smiled strangely with his eyes open.

I don't know if it's because I'm dead, or if I feel relieved.

System prompt: Do you want to find out the truth about the matter?

Silently choose to accept the task.

Pushing open the cell and walking in, Changqing touched his chin and carefully examined the environment.

It is no different from the surrounding cells.

touched the wall of the cell;

There are no dark grids.

asked someone to try the rice bowl next to Chang Wei with a silver needle.

There is no poison, just like the prisoners in other cells, but looking at the rice bowl, it is obvious that Chang Wei has not eaten.

At this moment, the old man came to this place.

Seeing the old man, there was no nonsense, and a spiritual energy emanated from his fingers, shooting towards Chang Wei's corpse, and his expression began to appear serious.

After a while, it seemed that the autopsy was completed.

He looked at Changqing and didn't speak, turned his head to the adult and said, "Lord He, there are no external or internal injuries on the deceased's body.

Judging from the corpse spots and body temperature, this place is the first death scene, and it has just been dead for about an hour.

The exact cause of death is not clear, and I have to take it back for an autopsy, but I suspect that he died of poisoning, and you have to find out whether it was suicide or he killed him

But I also found one thing interesting. ”

As he spoke, he saw the aura on his body move, Chang Wei's body floated, and the aura continued to pull something, and after a while, Chang Wei's mouth opened;

A bloodstained oilcloth was drawn out by the aura.

Everyone was also slightly surprised, and Changqing came forward to watch.

Blood Book: I know that I am deeply sinful, and in order to not go down to the eighteen layers of hell after death, I will die for forgiveness - Chang Wei.

Li Changqing frowned, suicide?

doesn't exist, Chang Wei's personality also knows something, such a person, unless he suddenly crosses over like himself.

How can you wake up?

It's just how to explain all this.

This small cell is like a secret room at this time.

Even if it is poisoning death, then who poisoned it.

The only people who can contact Chang Wei are the prison guards in Fengtianfu, and Changqing thinks that these prison guards may not be able to poison Chang Wei unknowingly.

Did he fall under some kind of ecstasy spell or something? And then he really committed suicide? I heard that the warlocks in the south are good at using such spells, which can control people's minds for a short time......

Changqing thought of a lot in an instant.

"Lord He, send someone to Shilang's Mansion to verify whether it is Chang Wei's handwriting, and you have to tell me about today's Xuanming Temple. ”

With that, Li Changqing walked towards the outside of the cell.

And Lord He and a few people also followed, and he ordered someone to take the body back to the autopsy room to prepare for a detailed examination.

When a few people walked out of the cell, they saw He Yingcheng instructing Wang Changchun to find the painter of Fengtianfu, and sent someone to Shilang's Mansion with a blood book to compare the handwriting, and by the way, he informed the Shilang of the military department about this place.

"Ouch, Li Gongzi, this catastrophe is coming, this Chang Gongzi died in the prison cell like this, and my black gauze hat can't be saved~"

Lord He paced back and forth outside the cell, looking anxious.

"Don't worry, Lord He, I will definitely do my best to find out the truth of the matter, what happened when you rushed to Xuanming Temple today, this Chang Wei doesn't look like a person who believes in Buddhism, why did he appear in the temple?"

This case is full of suspicions, but Changqing knows that the key to this case is in this Xuanming Temple.

At this moment, it is already dark, and I can only go to this temple tomorrow to find out.

"Li Gongzi, today we received a report from a member of the public, saying that there was a murder in the Xuanming Temple outside the East City

The one who died was really the presiding officer of the temple, Abbot Huiming. I was immediately shocked, and hurriedly led people to Xuanming Temple, but as soon as I arrived, I heard that the murderer had been caught red-handed by the believers.

It was Chang Wei's son, under the pressure of the believers, I brought back the corpses of Chang Wei and Abbot Huiming. ”

He Yingcheng told the story.

"Then how did Abbot Huiming die?"

Abbot Huiming was wiped by Chang Wei's sword, and the murder weapon was at the scene at that time, and Chang Wei fainted aside. He was caught red-handed by the believers who came to make a vow. ”

He Yingcheng explained.

At this time, the painter of Fengtianfu also rushed here, and Lord He ordered him to take out the scene painting of the murder scene of Xuanming Temple and teach it to Li Changqing to see.

Looking at this painting, it is as real and vivid as a photo of a previous life, the first painting is a picture of the masses catching Chang Wei and surrounding him to prevent him from escaping;

Even the expressions and facial features of the masses are clearly drawn, and there are as many as twenty or thirty believers in this painting.

This painter is a master, this is Changqing's first reaction, seeing this person with a mustache, a slight bookish atmosphere.

Changqing immediately put away his contempt, it seems that there are many masters in this world, don't be careless!

When I opened the second painting, it was the meditation room of Abbot Huiming, which was the scene of the murder.

The details of the furnishings were all displayed by this person's painter, and the believers at the scene identified the murder weapon and the location where the murderer was found at that time were also drawn by him.

Li Changqing looked at this colorful painting, pondered slightly, felt that something was wrong, and couldn't think of anything.

This Chang Wei has a three-level cultivation of qi refining, and this Huiming heard that he was just a mortal monk, how could he make Chang Wei faint and lead to arrest.

Here is also a point of doubt.

Just when Changqing was in deep thought, he came.

"My lord, the cause of death of the deceased is poisoning, and it should be the famous poison in the rivers and lakes - with a smile, this poison is colorless and tasteless, extremely domineering, and it is not a problem to poison monks below the fifth level of qi refining." ”

"Then who can refine this kind of smile?" Changqing asked.

A hint of a smile appeared on the old face, and he looked at Changqing, but this smile was a little gloomy;

He said: "This poison needs to be matched with seventy-seven forty-nine kinds of poisons, the most important of which is that it needs to be smiling flowers, and this formula can be refined by few people in this world."

Only the poisonous devils of the Yin Ghost City outside the Imperial City can refine it. ”

Hearing that everyone's brows were slightly frowned, this Yin Ghost City had heard of it, and it was rumored that there was a ghost market ten miles outside the Tianwu Emperor City.

It is only open to the public in the early hours of the morning, and it is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and they do things that are not shady, and there are even powerful monks guarding them.

Ordinary people can't get into this place.

Looks like I'm going to have to go to the ghost market.

"Then how was Chang Wei poisoned?" Changqing asked again.

"I can't answer you whether you took the poison yourself or were forced to investigate it yourself, but there are no signs of coercion on the deceased's body, and there are no external ......injuries," he replied.

At this moment, the government official who had gone to the Shilang's Mansion with a blood book to compare the handwriting came back.

After comparison, it is the handwriting of Chang Wei Gongzi.

This is even more strange, could it be that Chang Wei is really the murderer who killed Huiming and committed suicide in fear of crime?

......

While everyone was thinking, a shout suddenly came from outside: "The soldier is here~"

When He Yingcheng and a few others heard the voice, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly went out.

Li Changqing also followed, and several people walked through the corridor to the front hall, only to see a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform, a dignified face, and a look full of anger standing in the lobby.

He was followed by a group of officers and soldiers who were not weak.

He Yingcheng saw that he hurriedly greeted him and saluted and said: "Lord Chang, you are here, the lower official is far away~"

"Hmph, how to admit it, my son Chang Wei died in your cell for no apparent reason, you must give me a good explanation, otherwise you don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"My lord, we are also investigating how Chang Gongzi died, and we will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation. ”

He Yingcheng said nervously.

"I'll give you three days, and if you don't give me an explanation, then I will execute all the thousands of believers in this Xuanming Temple, and I'd rather kill the wrong one than let go of the real murderer. ”

Obviously, Chang Yuan thinks that the real culprit is among these believers.

"And if you can't find the real culprit, you don't have to wear this official hat. ”

After speaking, Chang Yuan threw away his sleeves, leaving He Yingcheng with a sad face.

"Hey, Li Gongzi also saw it this time, you have to help me......"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will do my best, let's go to the ghost market tonight, I wonder if there is a way for adults to enter the ghost market?"

Li Changqing said.

"If you want to enter the ghost city, you need a guide, there is a tomb slope five miles away from the imperial city, and you need to bring a token to find the ghost envoy to enter. ”

It was the old man on the side who spoke, and he threw a token to Changqing as he spoke.

I saw that this black token was engraved with a big ghost letter, which was quite eerie.

"Thank you, I don't know if you know anything about this ghost city?" Changqing thanked and asked.

"Hey, hey, hey~ You'll know if you go. The old man was obviously reluctant to say more, and then left the place.

"Lord He, I need a detailed record, that is, a detailed record of the believers who found Chang Wei in Xuanming Temple on that day.

There are also transcripts of all the guards on duty in the cell today, in as much detail as possible, so that they can remember if anything strange happened. ”

Li Changqing turned his head and instructed He Yingchengdao.

As if remembering something, he commanded: "Oh, by the way, and their files, find them for me too." ”

He Yingcheng turned his head and instructed Captain Wang to follow Li Changqing's instructions.

And he himself was preparing to go to the ghost market with Li Changqing.

At this moment, He Piaopiao's voice came from the back of the hall: "Dad, I heard that you are going to the ghost market, I will go with you." ”

At this time, He Yingcheng frowned, saw He Piaopiao's shadow walk out, and said: "Nonsense, this trip may be dangerous, girls, what are you mixing blindly." ”

"Hmph, why can't I go if this waste can go, besides, Daddy's situation is serious, I heard it just now, you just let me help you." ”

He Piaopiao glanced at Changqing with disdain and said.

I'm going~ It's on my head again, and Changqing's face is dark.

"Lord He, just let your daughter go with me, I have more important things for you to do, you must go in person......"

Li Changqing walked up to He Yingcheng as he spoke, and whispered something into his ear......

After a while, Lord He frowned slightly, looked at Li Changqing and He Piaopiao, pondered for a while, and said: "Then, then you should be careful, this ghost market is not unusual......"

As he spoke, he took out a stone with a spiritual light and handed it to He Piaopiao, and instructed the two of them to transmit the sound immediately if they were in danger.

This is the sound transmission stone, in the mortal world, this kind of thing is already a good thing, but it is still not as convenient as the mobile phone in the previous life.

Changqing thought about how convenient it would be to establish a communication system in this world......

Changqing got the night token of Fengtianfu, although there was no curfew in Wucheng this day, but at this time, the city gate may also be closed, and it is not easy to get out of the city.

Several people acted separately and walked out of Fengtian Mansion.

"Hey,, if there's any danger, run first, I'll block you, although I can't get used to you, but just now I heard that you helped my father solve a big case, and my sister will still protect your ......"

"Shut up, I'm not a slut, phew~"

The two got on their horses and went all the way out of the city, daring to go to the Yin Tomb Slope.