Outside the inn, it was already dark, and the curfew had long passed.
Yi Shanjin found the manager of the inn and ordered some food.
They have official documents, and food, drink and accommodation are free.
If you are willing, you can even get two horses from the inn.
Of course, this horse was not given to him. He had to return it when he got to the next station.
This official document issued by the governor of Hanzhong went all the way to Chang'an.
Similarly, wherever there are inns along the way, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all free.
The public food provided by the Da Qi court is so delicious!
It's just that all the public food is now fed into the little white fox's belly.
Yi Shanjin tore off a piece of roasted lamb and put it on his collar while no one was around.
The white fox stretched out its head and accurately caught the mutton, then quickly retracted it with the mutton in its mouth.
The small mouth was biting there, making a small sound.
The slender beard touched the inner lining of Yishan Jin, scratching Yishan Jin and making her feel a little itchy.
This Daqi, like other Central Plains dynasties, was not allowed to eat cattle, and the main meat was mutton.
Mutton is fishy, but don’t underestimate the cooking techniques of the ancients.
After smearing it with oil, sprinkle it with spices, and bake it over the fire!
The crumbling mutton fat is golden and translucent, and the red and white mutton is burnt and crispy after roasting.
Especially the part that is both fat and thin, and thin but fat. When you take a sip, the fragrant mutton oil, mixed with the strong cumin spice, melts between your lips and teeth. It is slightly spicy and has a fresh fragrance, which is not greasy or greasy.
The mutton is crispy on the outside and tender on the meat, leaving you with endless aftertaste.
In addition to mutton, the daily staple food of Daqi people is still rice and pasta.
In addition to the steamed buns soaked in soup, which are small dough dumplings, the most commonly eaten food is flatbread.
Cooked cakes, steamed cakes, Hu cakes, crispy cakes, pancakes...
No wonder Master used to feed me cakes all day long when he was in Qingshan.
It’s not a perfunctory thing, but that’s really what everyone eats.
The little white fox took the spiritual wound medicine twice and slept in a drowsy state for two days. At this time, he felt quite energetic.
This will improve your appetite.
She ate most of the pound of mutton.
Yishan saw how much she had eaten, so he said to the little white fox:
"Little white fox, I saved you from the big bad wolf, healed your wounds, provided you with food and drink, and used my chaste body to keep you warm. You must be obedient in the future and remember to change early."
Yishan was half joking, but Bai Hu looked confused. He got up and was about to go back to the house with Bai Hu.
But suddenly I heard someone shouting from behind:
"Yi Daoyou! Yi Daoyou!"
It's Chief Zhao.
When Yi Shanjin saw that Master Zhao was in a hurry, he knew that something must have happened.
He took two steps forward and asked:
"Any clues?"
The reason why Yishan Jin is concerned about this serial murder case.
The main reason is that after studying forensic science in college, he had a seed in his heart to promote good and punish evil.
Of course, promoting good and punishing evil does not mean seeking death. He has no intention of confronting the monster head-on. He is just helping with a little investigation and doing what he can, which is fine.
Chief Zhao walked up quickly and said very quickly:
"Fellow Taoist, it's the same way of death. One person has been killed. Go and ask Fairy Bai to come out of the mountain."
What mountain comes from? Wushan?
I couldn't get out, I was so tired that I fell asleep.
Yishan Jin waved his hand and said:
"My master is currently practicing at a key point. We must not be disturbed at this time. If the monsters haven't discovered it yet, Chief Zhao will take me to the scene to have a look."
Chief Zhao also nodded quickly, cupped his hands and said:
"In that case, please follow me, my fellow Taoist."
It's getting dark outside, and there's a curfew.
The sound of bells and drums for closing doors has already been sounded.
Yishan Jin followed Master Zhao all the way and left the gate where the post house was located.
Except for the occasional lantern, the street was deserted and silent.
But two blocks later, I suddenly saw a group of men in front of me, wearing round-neck robes with arrow sleeves, narrow collars and open crotch, and wearing riding boots.
These people wore scarves on their heads and carried knives at their waists. There was also a wadding belt hanging on them, and two small knives hung on their belts.
Judging from their attire, it is easy to identify their identities.
Bad people.
An official of Daqi who specializes in investigation and arrest.
Just like a modern detective.
Of course, in addition to their functions as criminal police, bad guys also serve as spies, infiltrating external parties and conducting internal surveillance.
Logically speaking, with an official position like Chief Zhao, there is absolutely no need for these bad people to criticize him.
But when Master Zhao came over with Yishan Jin.
Among the bad guys in front of me, one person immediately came out and bowed his hand to Master Zhao:
"Master Zhao, why didn't you see Fairy Bai?"
Chief Zhao said as he walked:
"White Fairy is currently in retreat, but I have invited White Fairy's disciple."
Chief Zhao looked at the end of the mountain and introduced them:
"This is the one I told you before. During the day, just by looking at the corpse, he solved the murder case of his husband and was able to call out the city god."
The bad guy who spoke earlier raised his hands to Yi Shanjin and said:
"It turns out that it's Taoist Master Yi. At such a young age, Mr. Yi is able to solve cases and arrest criminals. He is also able to control the gods and dispatch generals. He is truly a hero in the world. I am the bad commander of Hanzhong, Li Guodong."
Even if you rely on the mountain, you will give it away:
"Li Shuai deserves the award. When it comes to solving cases and arresting culprits, I am not as good as Li Shuai. We need to learn more from Li Shuai."
"Don't dare."
"It deserves it."
Both parties were very skilled and slapped each other's buttocks.
After taking the photo, we started to work.
Bad people are still very professional.
The scene was protected early.
A man with shriveled muscles, sunken eye sockets, and thin and sunken cheeks was hung from the eaves.
If the Yang Qi is squeezed dry, it will probably look like this.
Not only that, there was an aura surrounding the scene that made Yishan Jin feel rather strange and uncomfortable.
This is the spirit of evil and enchantment.
"Is there a demonic spirit?"
Yi Shanjin frowned and looked around.
When Master Zhao saw Yishan's vigilant look, he smiled bitterly and said:
"It's still the same as before. There is only evil spirit here, but no monsters are seen at all. There are also bad people on the roof, but no monsters are found at all."
Yi Shanjin raised his head, and sure enough he saw vaguely someone standing on the rooftops around him.
The little white fox in Yi Shanjin's arms seemed to have smelled the evil spirit, and raised his head and sniffed his nose.
He made a sound of "嘤嘤嘤" in disgust and shrank back.
Just as Yi Shanjin was wondering why they didn't put the body down, he saw a small group of people coming not far away.
The leader was Hanzhong Fu Yin.
Judging from how he was dressed, it was obvious that he had just been woken up from his sleep.
When everyone saw the Prefect of Hanzhong arriving, they all bowed their hands and saluted.
After returning the gift, Hanzhong Fu Yin carefully looked at the hanging corpse in front of him, and then said to Li Guodong:
"There is nothing evil or weird about this corpse, please put it down."
After Hanzhong Fuyin finished speaking, Li Guodong called to the people around him to put down the body.
But Yishan Jin stopped him and said:
"Wait a minute."
Everyone was looking at him strangely, but they saw Yishan Jin raised his clothes and said seriously:
"I also ask Li Shuai to order people to wrap their hands with cloth when they touch the rope of the corpse, so as not to destroy the clues and prevent the murdered man from speaking out for justice."
Li Guodong was shocked after hearing this:
"Open your mouth to redress your injustice?"
Standing next to him, Hanzhong Fuyin also frowned:
"Fellow Taoist, this man is dead, how can he speak?"
The bad guys next to me also looked puzzled.
Under the light of the torch, half of Yishan's face was red, but half of his face was hidden in the darkness. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he said with a smile in a low tone:
"Even a dead person's words are the most trustworthy."
After he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past.
Everyone shuddered, and the air around them felt as if it was three cents colder.
Could this Yi Taoist really be able to make the dead speak?
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