The Yingming County Prince of Changsheng County received the news that Mrs. Zhao had returned to his hometown for funeral arrangements, but did not rush to greet her.
The county magistrate is an upright civil servant, and he is not on the same path as the hereditary nobles.
The county magistrate cannot afford to offend the Duke of Ying, who has been sitting on the ground in Yingzhou for more than a hundred years. If the Duke of Ying comes in person, the county magistrate will have no choice but to greet him in person with a smile on his face. But a side room in the palace of a Duke, like his wife,
Why should he be allowed to greet Fawn?
Even if you don’t dare to offend, you can’t be too humble!
So the county magistrate pretended that nothing happened and ignored Mrs. Zhao's arrival.
Mrs. Zhao did not cause any trouble. After entering the city, she returned to the Zhao Mansion in a low-key manner.
When she returned to the Zhao Mansion, she saw the two tall doorway trees behind the screen wall of the main entrance. Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but be moved by the scene again and shed tears.
She remembered that when she was a child, these two trees were not so tall. She and her brother often climbed up and down on these two trees, making the adults in the family yell and scream, but she and her brother laughed with joy.
The memories of her childhood are still so vivid, but her brother, who once played happily with her, has now been separated from her and turned into a cold corpse.
Sadness grows like weeds, hatred boils like wildfire.
Mrs. Zhao was crying and whispering through gritted teeth:
"No matter who you are, no matter who is behind you... kill my brother, I will use everything I have to capture you alive and crush you to death inch by inch!"
Outside the car window, a tall, straight-backed, ordinary-looking rider whispered:
"Madam, don't worry, as long as the scene is well preserved, we will be able to find useful clues with our methods."
Then……
Practice hall.
Seeing the "eucalyptus discovery site" that had been cleaned up and even the holes on the floor had been repaired, Mrs. Zhao's heart suddenly went cold.
Her face was pale, her fists were clenched, her beautiful eyes were glaring, and her lips were trembling as she screamed:
"Who is it? Who asked you to clean this place?"
A Zhao Mansion manager said tremblingly:
"Yes, it's the County Lord... The County Lord said that the marriage has ended and the murderer is a member of the Blood Shadow Cult... Even Mr. Zhang of the Duke's Mansion has acquiesced to the County Lord's conclusion... Therefore, there is no need to preserve the scene,
The county ordered us to collect the young master's body and clean up the scene..."
"..."
Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she was shaking all over and her head was dizzy.
How could the murderer be someone from the Blood Shadow Cult?
"Bullshit county magistrate, he is just a mediocre official!"
Regardless of her propriety, Mrs. Zhao twisted her face and screamed:
"You damn bitches, how dare you destroy the eucalyptus site and ruin my job! Come on, drag them down and beat them hard!"
Among the eight riders who came to Changsheng County with her, six burly men immediately rushed out, dragged several stewards and servants out of the hall, picked up whips and started whipping them. Soon, bursts of howling like ghosts and wolves could be heard outside the hall.
Screams, cries, begging for mercy.
Mrs. Zhao's eyes were red and she looked sideways at the ordinary-looking knight beside her:
"In this situation, is it possible to find clues to the murderer?"
The knight was silent for a while and whispered:
"Not much hope.
"If it is the day of death, within half an hour after death, we can also read certain memory fragments through the blood of the corpse, and hopefully directly see the development process and even the appearance of the murderer.
"But now, too much time has passed. The memory fragments in the corpse's blood have long since dissipated. Even the scene has been completely destroyed. Even if we have the most professional assassins and the best tracking masters, we can't find any clues."
Mrs. Zhao hissed with a hint of hope:
"The murderer took away the soft armor I asked for for my brother. Aren't your Western witchcrafts weird and unpredictable? Can't you borrow objects to find people?"
The knight said solemnly:
"The murderer is very professional and must know how to handle the trophies.
"In addition, so much time has passed, and the insidious connection between objects and people, which is what you call 'karma' in the East, has become very weak and almost severed.
"Now if you want to borrow objects to find people, you have to have a ninth-level legendary wizard, or your first-level Eastern Taoist master. And the only ninth-level legend in our church has already died in the Holy War many years ago.
middle.
"Or, do you know a certain first-grade great master?"
The corners of Mrs. Zhao's eyes twitched, her fingers flexed and stretched involuntarily, as if she wanted to tear something, and her voice was as low as the cold wind in winter:
"If I know a first-class real person, why should I ask you for help? Don't say it's me, not even Yingguo Gong can know a first-class real person!"
The knight shook his head regretfully:
"Then there's really no other way."
"Isn't my brother's body still there? Can't we find clues from the body?"
"I have already said that the blood is no longer useful. Your brother's body can only tell us that the murderer is very professional and has great swordsmanship. Other than that, there will be no clues."
"But you promised me that you would help me find the murderer! I have fulfilled my promise and helped you get rid of Mu Qingxue's pursuit, and even helped you find the safest hiding place in Yingzhou. You must also
Fulfill your promise to me!"
"..."
After a moment of silence, the knight slowly said:
"There is one last way. Open an altar to offer sacrifices to our Lord and pray for my Lord's enlightenment. But the price is not small..."
Mrs. Zhao did not hesitate:
"I said that as long as I can find the murderer of my brother, I am willing to pay any price!"
The knight nodded:
"Okay. We can help you with the main materials for the sacrifice, but you need to prepare the other materials yourself."
"What materials should I prepare?"
"A crown, a swift sword, a breastplate, and a rose must all be made of pure gold. I will give you the drawings of the pattern. In addition, you need ten pearls with a diameter of no less than one inch, fifty pearls twelve
A pure ruby, and a liter of flawless crystal sand.”
"No problem, I will prepare the materials as soon as possible."
"Give me an exact time."
"Five days... no, three days! In three days at most, I can prepare all the materials you require!"
"Okay. I will start preparing for the sacrifice ceremony now. Once the materials are ready, I will offer the sacrifice to my lord immediately. When making the sacrifice, you need to use your brother's body as a medium. I must remind you that after the sacrifice is completed, you
Your brother's body will turn into a ghoul that is ignorant and only knows how to eat people and be thirsty for blood. You must be mentally prepared."
"My brother is dead. No matter what he becomes, as long as he can avenge his death, if he knew better, he would definitely be willing to do so."
"There is another additional condition: after completing the sacrifice, you must believe in my Lord and spread the glory of my Lord as much as possible. Don't worry, just start with the people around you and spread it secretly."
“It’s a deal!”
…
early morning.
The cat was squatting under the eaves, washing its face with its paws. Suddenly, it turned around and found a snow-white rabbit the size of a fist, squatting under the eaves, washing its face with a pair of small front paws.
[Hey! Tuji, why do you wash your face with your claws? Are you copying me? 】
Rabbit combed his long ears carefully with his paws, glanced at the cat with his ruby eyes, and replied slowly:
[It’s rare but strange. This is how we Tuji wash our faces, right?]
[How is this possible? Obviously I am the cleanest person...]
[Sorry, you are not the only little fairy in the family who loves to be clean. Xiaogu still takes a bath, do you? 】
【……】
Just when the cat was wondering whether to practice cat boxing on the rabbit while Shen Lang was not here to teach it who is the boss here, it suddenly smelled a familiar scent.
Recalling the source of this familiar scent, the cat's temperament suddenly changed. In an instant, it changed from a clever and clever little fairy to a cute little milk cat with a naive way of washing its face.
At the same time it reminds Rabbit and Fish:
[Be careful, there is a very powerful woman here, don’t let her see any flaws!]
Rabbit didn't answer. He hopped to the corner of the eaves, picked up a vegetable leaf, and ate it quietly and elegantly. He looked no different from an ordinary little rabbit.
The fish also sank to the bottom of the pond, swimming leisurely and slowly, pretending to be looking for food.
At the same time, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and Mu Qingxue's voice came from outside:
"Shen Lang, it's me, Mu Qingxue, open the door quickly!"