On that day, Jiang's father had no intention of asking a mage to do it. He just asked someone to set up a firewood pile outside and cremate the two corpses on the spot...
Jiang Heng returned to the house at night and stayed awake all night. He was looking at the travel record of the escort agency that Laifu asked for from his uncle.
Although Sifang Escort Bureau is not a big escort agency, it has always had a relatively strict attitude in management. Every escort will be recorded in the book, which is also convenient for checking if there is any situation or loss of manpower.
If a client has objections to past escorts, they can call them out to check.
Since it's too old to sort out, I only have the escort records for the last three months.
Under the weak candlelight, Jiang Heng flipped through the pages.
"On the eighth day of the third lunar month in the 42nd year of Emperor Yan's reign, escorts and escorts were sent to Li's house in the alley of Fucheng North Street, Cangzhou. They encountered a heavy rain while passing through Heiyun Mountain, so they broke down a temple in the mountain to escape. At night, a scholar came to visit.
Everyone was alert, and sure enough, the scholar was transformed into withered bones in the mountain. He ran away hard, and three people died...
On March 21st, the 42nd year of Tianyang Dayan, we sent out escorts and jewelry escorts to Zhangji Trading Company in Qing County. We passed through Tingshi Town and stayed at Tingyun Inn. At night, we suddenly heard the sound of someone swallowing. No one wanted to mess with it.
I ignored the matter, and a quarter of an hour later the shopkeeper knocked on the door and said that he would give me food and wine, and seven people died...
On April 18th, the 42nd year of Tianyang's reign, we sent out bodyguards and bodyguards to escort Liu Yuan's wife's house in the northeast lane of Fuchengcheng. Passing by Zhaojiaji, at nightfall, the bodyguards suddenly went crazy, with black hair all over their bodies, and made a loud noise.
If the beast roars, three people will die...
On April 29th, the forty-second year of Dayan Tianyang, one person died!
On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month in the forty-second year of Dayan Tianyang, three people died!
Dayan......"
Looking at the shocking records in this escort record, Jiang Heng felt his scalp numb!
What kind of world is this?
No less than thirty people died in March alone!
Although the uncle had no literary talent and wrote dryly, he was still frightened when he read it!
Jiang Heng rubbed his sore eyebrows. Now that he thought about it, it was ridiculous to think that he would be rich and have a carefree life.
After reading the escort record, Xiaorou was asked to go to the study room and get a few miscellaneous books about this world, such as weird stories and weird things.
It wasn't until the sky gradually dimmed that Jiang Heng finally took a look at it, feeling very complicated in his heart.
Now he is extremely convinced that this world is by no means as easy as imagined.
As for the Liu family yesterday, it was at best influenced and corroded by the sneaky Yin Qi.
It is recorded in those miscellaneous books that sneakiness is caused by resentment after death. Ordinary people will be directly corroded and turned into monsters like Liu if they are contaminated with Yin Qi.
But this is not the real sneakiness. It is said that even those who practice martial arts cannot do anything about real sneakiness. They have to be careful and careful to deal with it.
Although Jiang Heng has never really seen Sneaky, he already knows that this world is full of dangers.
Of course, if that was all, it wouldn't be such a complicated mood, because besides being sneaky, there are also more sinister and weird things, and those things are not very detailed even in those miscellaneous books.
Because no living person has actually seen that thing, and those who have seen it are all dead!
At this time, the bits of morning light outside the window have shone on his face, which has not completely shed its childishness, but at this time, his face is cloudy and uncertain, and he is thinking about many things.
"How should I live in such a world? Continue as before?"
Jiang Heng thought silently, are you living in your comfort zone like before?
That is definitely a way to die!
But how can I survive in this world?
Jiang Heng thought silently, while slowly getting up and stretching.
"Master, do you want to wash up?"
Xiaorou, who seemed to have been waiting outside the door for a while, said softly.
"come in!"
After washing up a little, Jiang Heng tidied up a little before picking up his spirits and walking out.
"Xiaorou, tidy up the room, and you don't want to follow me today."
Ignoring Xiaorou's surprise, Jiang Heng walked out. As soon as he left his small courtyard, Laifu, the loser outside, was waiting beside him.
"Master, why don't you finish your breakfast and go to Shangyue Building today? The young man over there has already greeted you, and the seat is reserved for you!"
Looking at the dog-legged laifu, Jiang Heng shook his head slightly, "Where is my third uncle?"
"ah?"
Laifu doesn't understand, why is it different today?
"I won't go to Goulan much from now on. Where is my third uncle?"
Laifu was stunned, but he quickly reacted. Although he couldn't understand it, he heard that he went to Goulan to listen to music a few days ago. The young master was still laughing. Why did he... today?
"Master, Third Master is practicing martial arts over there in the school grounds!"
"Um."
We walked through the carved corridor all the way to the school grounds. Jiang Heng's courtyard was relatively close to the school grounds. We met some servants and maids along the way, but most of them did not have the relaxation and joy of the past, and they all had a sense of heaviness.
It seems that yesterday's storm still left a shadow in everyone's mind.
There were more people in the school today than in the past. In addition to some escort boys, there were also many servants joining in. The third uncle was shirtless and solemnly yelling and cursing at the side.
"Third uncle!"
"How did you come?"
Looking at Jiang Heng, Jiang Sanhai couldn't help but frown.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng also smiled bitterly. It seems that the influence of this body on this third uncle has not been very good. But in the past, there was a more outstanding heir in the family, Jiang Tai, so he treated his nephew with a relatively indifferent attitude.
He is always smiling.
It's just that once the first heir died, Jiang Heng, the next in line, became displeased.
It stands to reason that the three brothers of the Jiang family all have their own heirs, but the eldest uncle's only son is now teaching in Fucheng and is a famous scholar, so he obviously does not have this ambition. The third uncle is not married yet.
It can be said that Jiang Heng has inherited the only hope for the three brothers.
But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!
"Third uncle, I want to practice martial arts!" Jiang Heng said flatly, facing his third uncle.
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Sanhai's frowned brows relaxed quickly at first, and then frowned quickly.
"Brother Heng, do you think your third uncle and I are easy to fool, right?" Jiang Sanhai squinted his eyes, with a hint of sharpness in his tone.
Only now did Jiang Heng suddenly remember that it seemed that this body had made a mistake before, and it had used this trick in order to dispel the anger of its elders. He was probably an ignorant young man in the eyes of Jiang Sanhai.
"Third Uncle, do I really want to practice martial arts?" Jiang Heng did not flinch when he met Third Uncle's sharp gaze.
Jiang Sanhai's eyes suddenly widened and he began to look at Jiang Henglai carefully. After a long while, he sighed.
"If you had said this to me three years ago, I would have been happy, but... now..."
As he spoke, the third uncle shook his head, as if he didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Heng.
"Martial arts practice pays attention to physical training. The best age for practicing martial arts is twelve years old, and it cannot be more than fifteen years old. Brother Heng, your muscles and bones have already been formed, and now it is too late to practice martial arts!"
"Third uncle, I want to give it a try!" Jiang Heng looked at his third uncle with firm eyes.
He is not just practicing martial arts, he also wants to prove it.