Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this and sat upright under the eaves.
Two voices came from overhead almost at the same time.
The sound was extremely weak, Zheng Xiu would never have been able to hear it.
But today is different from the past. After Zheng Xiu opened the seventh door in the "Prisoner" doorway, his moral, intellectual, physical, and artistic growth increased by leaps and bounds. His five senses were enhanced. Even subtle sounds were so close that he could not hide them from his senses.
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First there was "pat, pat" - the sound of boots stepping on the eaves.
Then came "Puff~Puff~Puff~" - this is the sound of soft balls of flesh trampling on the human world.
"Now that you heard it, come down."
Zheng Xiu shouted towards the roof.
Then a big one and a small one fell down at the same time.
Feng Bei put his hands behind his back, and his long ponytail instantly straightened up, like a spear reaching up to the sky, falling gracefully to the ground. Beside her, the orange cat's movements were almost in sync with Feng Bei's, with its paws behind its back.
, first the lower limbs landed on the ground, then the feet were bent, the tail was raised, and the cat stood in the "Fengbei Station" posture for a while before returning to the normal cat posture.
The orange cat's "fenglifengqi" behavior made the red king stunned for several breaths, until Xi'er in the mirror thought with a puzzled face that Chang Shihua was broken, and hung it from the beam with a silk thread, shouting "Hey, hey, hey"
Only then did Prince Zheng come to his senses. He had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and asked casually: "How can it learn to walk like you?"
Feng Bei picked up the orange cat and sat beside Zheng Xiu peacefully. He did not answer Zheng Xiu's question, but pushed his face over and pressed it against Zheng Xiu's face - Feng Bei was still not very good at spanking.
During the video call, he thought he had to squeeze Zheng Xiu away so that Xi'er could see him.
Feng Bei's breath hit his face, with a faint orchid fragrance, and the touch on the side of his face told Zheng Xiu that Feng Bei's temple hair behind his earlobe was wet.
Did she just take a bath? Soaked in flower petals? Where did she wash? How did she wash? How long did she wash? Zheng Xiu asked himself several times, and every time he was heartbroken. He moved his face away, and he almost couldn't help but make a video in front of his subordinates.
My son kisses Feng Bei. Thinking about it, this kind of behavior is really a little exciting. This is the so-called wife is not as good as a concubine, and it is better to steal in front of others? Although it is rough, Zheng Xiu is indeed enjoying it.
The alternative happiness with Fengbei is like "old fields being plowed anew".
Feng Bei's face was calm and calm, and he asked quietly: "It's me." Feng Bei grabbed the prince's video call and said to the stunned Xi'er on the other side of Chang Shi Hui: "Tell me more about the pregnancy."
She seems to be quite interested in "temples that can make people pregnant".
Zheng Xiu can see this from Feng Bei's sitting posture: Feng Bei is not a qualified listener, because her emotions are all exposed. When talking about topics that she is not interested in, her sitting posture is casual. In "Ten Years of Couple"
From time to time, Zhong Hui used her feet to step on Zheng Xiu back and forth, up and down, left, right, and right, deliberately distracting Zheng Xiu; but when she heard what she was interested in, her reaction was completely different.
Above the knee.
Zheng Xiu pursed his lips tightly, suppressing a smile, and said with a straight face to Xi'er's mirror image in Chang Shihua: "Well, tell us more about the pregnancy... No, tell us more about the case."
The corners of Xi'er's mouth and eyebrows trembled at the same time, suppressing strange emotions.
She was holding Chang Shihua and looking at two strange faces.
Feng Bei's face was clearly very interested, but he deliberately pretended to be disinterested and calm. Chi Wang's face clearly wanted to laugh, but he pretended to be serious and suppressed it.
Then, within the Disaster Prevention Bureau, the "cat pillar", which was rumored to be a "mascot", spread its claws apart and stepped on one shoulder of Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei respectively.
this…
Xi'er's heart felt inexplicably.
She also had a serious face. Since Chi Wang and Feng Zhu were interested in "pregnancy", Xi'er explained this difficult case.
Not long before Ye Weiyang became paralyzed.
Northeast of the Imperial City, about one hundred and fifty miles away, there is a small town called Lu Town not far away.
Lu Town is located in a remote area with few mountains and rivers. The land is barren and farming is difficult to thrive. However, the mountains near Lu Town are covered with a strange tree called red shirt. The leaves of red shirt are shaped like bananas, and the green leaves are
Crawling veins as red as blood vessels.
For nearly a hundred years, the residents of Lu Town have been making a living by raising silkworms and weaving due to geographical reasons. About twenty years ago, the people in the town found that the mulberry trees on the mountain were gradually dying and could no longer be fed. Some people were desperate and tried to
He used the red leaves that grew wildly all over the mountains and fields to feed the silkworms. Unexpectedly, not only did the silkworms not die, they spun more and more silk, and the cloth they woven was shiny and smooth as skin. This made the people of Lu Town at that time
They are so happy that in the past fifty years, more and more weaver girls have made a living by "weaving" in Lu Town.
The sight of the young, beautiful, gentle and industrious weaver girls filling the streets with sewing machines has become a unique scene in Lu Town.
Speaking of which, Xi'er, Zheng's gold medal dressmaker, has a certain connection with Lu Town. About 30% of the raw cloth produced in Lu Town is purchased by Zheng's Cloth Store at a high price, and some of the best goods are among them.
It fell into Xi'er's hands and was cut into exquisite and small bellyband dresses, and finally flowed into the wardrobes of women in the aristocratic circle.
About half a year ago, a suspicious "case" came into Ye Weiyang's mind.
A weaver girl couldn't get a son, so she believed someone else's trick and went up the mountain to worship in an abandoned temple for a few days. The temple enshrined a strange thing called the "Five-Tong God". Unexpectedly, one month later, her menstruation did not come, and she was really pregnant.
However, what made the Weaver Girl extremely happy and sad was that shortly after she became pregnant, her husband died on her white belly on a dark and windy night, and the Weaver Girl became a widow.
Some people said that the widow was a scumbag; some said that the widow was a wasp-tailed needle who hid poison and murdered her husband; in short, there were different opinions, and the rumors became more and more evil. The trouble reached Ye Weiyang, and Ye Weiyang sent people to investigate, but in the end there was no investigation.
Whatever happens, it will be settled as an ordinary case.
Since it was not a hoax, the government issued a notice and all the truth came to light. But what people didn't expect was that this notice made this "five-power god" become popular in the local area for no apparent reason. More and more newlywed young women came to court seeking children.
Go to the temple to ask for a true spirit. Anyone who goes to ask for a son will be happy to have a son in as little as ten days or as long as three months.
The evil thing happened later. This "child-seeking controversy" has been going on for half a year. The husbands of young women seeking children were at peace with each other at first. However, in the past month, the young women who went to Wutong Temple to seek children, their husbands, etc.
Husbands died suddenly one after another in this month, always on the woman's belly.
This incident gave the officials of Lu Town a splitting headache. They couldn't find anything strange at all, and even sealed the temple of Wutong God. However, this temple had no monks and no nuns. It was just a bare room with no one to take care of it.
Even if the government wanted to find someone to take the blame, they couldn't find someone to take the blame. At this time, the flag of the "Disaster Prevention Bureau" was gradually being planted in various places in Daqian. This bizarre "begging for help"
The "subcase" was once again placed on the desk of the Disaster Prevention Bureau and became a thick stack of files.
After Xi'er finished speaking, she took a sip of tea.
The screen window behind her was bright, and the candlelight in the room was dim, as if she were in a first-class room in an inn.
After listening quietly, Fengbei and Orange Cat made the same action at the same time: each of them meowed and raised their hands (paws) at the same time, holding their chins, as if they were thinking seriously.
Zheng Xiu felt very strange.
But the case came first, and King Chi began to handle the case.
"Have you checked it?" Zheng Xiu asked.
Xi'er nodded: "We checked. Those who died previously have been buried. Xi'er is still hesitant to dig them out, waiting for your approval. As for the ones that have just died, Xi'er took a look at them, asked the author, and performed an autopsy.
A male corpse was found to have dark kidneys, shrunken penis, green face, dark lips, and swollen eyelids, which is consistent with Jing deficiency and Yang damage."
"Tell the important point."
"He died from the wind on a horse."
"Oh, Mr. Shi's way of death." Zheng Xiu now fully understood: "Is there anything else unusual?"
Xi'er was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "This... doesn't count?"
"Forget it." Zheng Xiu thought for a while. It was indeed a "cunning case" that so many strong young men were sucked dry by his wife to death at the same time, and then said: "Where is that temple?"
When Xi'er heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes: "Prince, you don't want me to come in, do you?"
Zheng Xiuxiu wanted to say casually, "You won't get pregnant if you give it a try," but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was really possible to get pregnant this time, so he asked, "What are your plans?"
The reason why Xi'er found it difficult was simply that she could no longer investigate the key parts of the case. The clues to the "Wutong Temple" were so obvious that it was impossible for her not to investigate. But if she did investigate, what if there was something strange about it?
There are things inside that are causing trouble. Even if Xi'er doesn't have a man, it's very likely that she will create a baby out of thin air. It's too dangerous.
"Understood, I'll send a man over for you."
Xi'er hesitated for a while, and the caring King Chi immediately understood Xi'er's difficulty and dealt with it on the spot. Xi'er agreed with a smile. Before ending the call, Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something and asked: "Wait a minute, you know
I wonder who investigated the case when the first victim reported it?"
Xi'er quickly answered: "It's the Xushu." She glanced at Fengzhu, who was posing in the same pose as the kitten, and twitched the corner of her mouth, reminding her: "The dead Xushu."
Zheng Xiu completely understood now. Xushu had an impatient personality. According to the time calculation, when this "child seeking case" first occurred, he went to investigate, and then rushed to Shuzhong to intercept and kill Feng Bei. It was called Weiyang Ye.
Model workers in.
A model worker is a model worker. He can only scratch the surface with this hurried investigation. He would be damned if he could really get to the bottom of the case.
After hanging up the phone here, Zheng Xiu looked at the night, thought for a while about who could be used and easy to use at present, and then used "Chang Shihui" to call "Shadow Opera Junbuxiao" among the seven people in "Xiaobu"
”.
Chang Shi painted a mirror that flickered on and off, the blood-colored light and shadow seemed like a dream, and a few strokes outlined a masked face.
The shadow actor Buxiao takes the path of an actor. He wears a mask even in the dead of night. The mask has holes for the eyes and mouth, giving the appearance of a beaming smiling face.
Jun Buxiao said in an exaggerated voice: "It turns out to be Lord Red King. I wonder if you are calling me late at night. What are your orders? Hehehe..."
Zheng Xiu summarized the case in four sentences:
"There is a tail left by a virtual rat in Lu Town."
"A five-way temple where whoever worships gets pregnant."
"How many men died from the wind on horseback?"
"It's not convenient for Xi'er. Please go check it out."
When Jun Buxiao heard this, his laughter suddenly stopped. He shook his head and turned outside the mirror. When he returned to the camera, his mask changed to a "crying face": "My lord, are you sure you want me to go?"
Zheng Xiu wondered: "Do you know about this case?"
Jun Buxiao shook his head vigorously: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!"
Zheng Xiu asked again: "Then why are you panicking?"
Jun Buxiao turned his head again, and his mask changed into "Shock·jpg": "My lord, are you sure... men can't fall into the trap?"
The implication of his words was that he was almost certain that there was something strange in this, and he called it "skill".
"We have spiritual healers and healers."
Zheng Xiu didn't know if Jun Buxiao understood his subtext. What he meant was that if it's a technique that can be solved by Zhenling people, don't panic, it can be solved. If you really encounter a technique that Zhenling people can't solve, it won't work.
Don't panic, there are doctors who can give birth.
Jun Buxiao must have understood, and nodded reluctantly: "Since it is a case within the bureau... Your Majesty, can I bring a helper?"
"Within Xiaobu, you have the authority to dispatch those with lower ratings than you. Just send a written letter and have Secretary Jiang stamp it." Finally, Zheng Xiu solemnly reminded: "Look for a man."
"Okay." Jun Buxiao silently put on a mask that made him cry even more miserably.
Zheng Xiu: "Add more money."
"Your Majesty is wise! This case will be solved!" Jun Buxiao accepted the order with a smile and left.
After the call ended, Feng Bei, who was thinking deeply with Mao'er at the same time, raised his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Are you not interested in this case?"
A smile appeared on Zheng Xiu's face: "Of course." He naturally knew the purpose of Feng Bei's question and answered proactively: "But now that I'm the boss, I can't do everything myself." Zheng Xiu winked at Feng Bei.
: "Do you still remember what I said before, the secret to becoming the richest man?"
Feng Bei rolled his eyes. When he was running the inn, this guy would brag about his experience from time to time.
"You have to know how to order people."
The disaster prevention bureau divides the conspiracies into four categories: A, B, C and D.
Let’s not talk about the other three levels for the time being. The evaluation method is very casual and depends on your mood. Only the “A” level is different. It has four key indicators: strangers, strange objects, ghosts, and candles. These four indicators, as long as they are touched,
If you get into one of them, you will be rated as "Class A". Class A cases are of great importance, and Zheng Xiu will at least send "pillar-level" people to deal with them, contact strangers, or recover strange objects. Once you really encounter a ghost,
The director will personally attack in order to promote the [prisoner].
Moreover, there is a ghost, which is most likely related to Zhu. Zheng Xiu has told Yin Qingqing and Jiang Gaoyi of the importance of this matter. The two of them are responsible for screening cases. Once they encounter Class A, they will report it to Zheng Xiu as soon as possible.
This way.
I heard that Jun Buxiao set out with his helpers early the next morning. The prince was very pleased with such a motivated young man.
While he had nothing to do, Zheng Xiu finally thought of visiting Ximen Bei to see if he could pick up anything. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a young bookboy when he went out. The bookboy was white and fair, and he was polite to others: "Sir, I went out to collect materials. I would like to invite you, Your Majesty."
Forgive me."
Sure enough, following the bookboy's hand, there was a basket beside it. There were many brocade boxes of gifts in the basket, and there were written notes on the gifts. It seemed that they were all ladies in the circle who were impressed by Ximen Bei's literary talent and couldn't help but reward him.