The old man looked at the three of them and said, "My name is Zhizhen, and everyone calls me Mr. Zhizhen."
When Molong heard this, he smiled and said, "Are you really Mr. Zhenzhen?"
He Xingtian and Yun Zhong heard Mo Long talking like this and couldn't help but wonder, does Mo Long know him?
The old man also smiled slightly, "Is it possible that I can still take my name by pretending to be someone else?"
Molong's eyes were full of admiration, "Sir, back then, he was a very powerful figure! The eight demons caused trouble, and it was you who helped the leader Ju Ganzi to seal those eight demons, and the world was at peace.
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"Molong, you've given me too much praise. It's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning. I'm just an idler!" Zhizhen said.
"I didn't expect you to live here! It's so leisurely and comfortable!" Mo Long said, looking at He Xingtian and Yun Zhongting, "Haven't you heard of it? Mr. Zhizhen is famous all over the world.
What a great hero!"
He Xingtian and Yun Zhongting immediately stood up, saluted Mr. Zhizhen, and said, "I hope you can forgive me. I have offended you many times before!"
Hahahahaha, Mr. Zhizhen laughed.
After this conversation, everyone felt much more relaxed and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
Yun Zhongting's mood also calmed down. However, he still didn't understand why there was that kind of fragrance in Mr. Zhizhen's yard, and who was imprisoned in the north room.
Yun Zhongting still couldn't help but said: "Sir, who are the people imprisoned in the room to the north of you?"
He Xingtian and Mo Long also looked at Mr. Zhizhen, waiting for his answer.
Mr. Zhizhen smiled and said slowly: "Who is that! That is a heinous person! She burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. I still don't kill her, just for one purpose!"
Yun Zhongting thought about it and said, "Is it for the 'talisman diagram'?"
Mr. Zhizhen looked at him in surprise, "How do you know the 'talisman'?"
Yun Zhongting knew that he had spilled the beans, so he quickly changed his words and said, "I once stayed at an inn and heard about it in the middle of the night. They were talking about the 'talisman'. The two women who were talking had this in them.
Plant a scent!"
"Indeed, this kind of fragrance is not available in our local area. It is a spice unique to foreign lands, processed with a special process. Women have used it since childhood, and the smell is infiltrated into their bodies, and it will not disappear until they die!"
Zhizhen disappeared and said.
Mo Long asked: "Sir, you sealed the eight demons back then, why did you live in seclusion?"
Mr. Zhizhen said: "The major events in the world can be changed without the help of you and me. I am an idler. At first, I was bound by the promise of Ganzi Divine Leader. After sealing the eight demons, I have nothing to do. I have successfully retired.
, and also fits my style of doing things.”
"You're not idle either!" Mo Long said.
Yun Zhongting said: "Sir, how long has it been since you arrested that woman?"
Mr. Zhizhen said: "It has been nearly twenty years! She is really tough-talking! Until now, she has not said that she is ugly! I am reluctant to kill her. This is a dilemma!"
Yun Zhongting and Mo Long nodded, while He Xingtian looked at him motionless.
Mr. Zhizhen went on to say: "This woman, sometimes, is like crazy, screaming randomly. We have become accustomed to it!"
"Then how did you catch her?" Yunzhongting asked.
Mr. Zhizhen and I took a sip of tea and slowly started talking.
That was more than 20 years ago. This area was originally a peaceful and peaceful place, but it became uneasy after a camel team came!
It was an early winter morning. There was frost on the trees in the courtyard, and there was also a layer of ground underground. When Mr. Zhizhen opened the door, he saw a line of footprints. After careful observation, he concluded that they were not the footprints of anyone in the courtyard at all.
He thought it was a thief, and after asking the servants and guards, he found that nothing was missing, so he didn't take it to heart, and the matter was over.
After breakfast, my subordinates came to report that several corpses were found in the water in the back mountain pond. The mountain people were talking about it and their expressions changed. Now, everyone recommended Mr. Zhizhen to investigate.
Mr. Zhizhen led his people to the back mountain water pool to investigate. What they saw was incredible. Mr. Zhizhen discovered a big secret.
First of all, the few people who were killed were all local famous people, either rich or noble.
Also, they all had their right arms chopped off, and one of them had all his toes chopped off.
Thirdly, there is a round protrusion on their backs. I don’t know what kind of mark it is. It is brown and definitely not painted on. It seems to have just grown from the muscles.
Mr. Zhizhen returned home, put the recorded information on the table, and began to study it carefully.
Mr. Zhizhen discovered that after several people were killed, there was no financial loss, which meant that the murderers were not trying to steal money. Also, they seemed to have been in contact with people in the camel caravan before their death.
The concept of "camel caravan" appeared in Mr. Zhizhen's mind for the first time.
So, in the next few months, Mr. Zhizhen sent several teams of people to inquire about the camel team.
People who came back said that the camel caravan was originally a caravan and there was nothing suspicious about it.
Mr. Zhizhen fell into a dead end and had no clues. He was not willing to give up and continued to send people to inquire.
Finally, I got a message that sixty-seven out of ten people in the camel caravan were men, and the rest were women. Moreover, those women were all as beautiful as flowers and jade, and they had a soul-stirring fragrance that made people fascinated.
, just like a butterfly chasing a flower, never returning.
This feedback made Mr. Zhizhen very interested in the case, and he went out to investigate in person.
On the third day after Mr. Zhizhen left home, more than a dozen people raided his home. They didn't kill anyone, they just rummaged through the boxes and cabinets looking for something, and they didn't know if they found anything. Finally, they left the house in a mess and left.
Mr. Zhizhen was particularly puzzled. He didn't know who the thieves were or what they were looking for.
There are no clues in the case, and Mr. Zhizhen is once again in trouble.
Time passed slowly for more than half a year. One morning, my subordinates came to report that they had found traces of the camel caravan dozens of miles away from here in the south.
Mr. Zhizhen told him not to act rashly, and just keep an eye on him, and he would immediately set off to get there.
However, when Mr. Zhizhen arrived there, the camel caravan had already disappeared. Mr. Zhizhen asked his subordinates why they didn’t open their eyes wide and stare at them, but his subordinates said that those camels had disappeared.
The people in the camel caravan disappeared before their eyes. They were really not lazy.
Mr. Zhizhen was unwilling to give in, so he found an inn and stayed at the place where the camel team disappeared. Coincidentally, the next day, two beauties came to the inn. They were as beautiful as gods and their fragrance was overwhelming. I don’t know.
Where he came from, the guests whispered that he was from a camel caravan.
At this moment, Mr. Zhizhen was so happy that his efforts were indeed in vain.