Chapter 5 The Weird Case of the Xu Mansion, the Unpredictable Prophet
That night, Zhou Yi had a long dream.
He dreamed that he was walking alone in a desolate and boundless land.
At the top of the dark clouds, a giant purple eye is looking down at the world indifferently.
All sentient beings on the other side bowed and worshiped, and their majestic faith outlined a vast world as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.
Thousands of wisps of green smoke spread across the sky, and the endless clouds of incense suppressed the eternal order of all living beings.
…
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly woke up.
He found himself still lying on the wooden couch in the small building of Xu Mansion.
The rain has stopped.
The air is moist and fresh.
The sky outside the building was still pitch black.
Zhou Yi used the faint candle light to look at the copper kettle dripper not far away that was used to measure time.
The wooden floating arrow showed that it had just arrived at Mao hour, which was around five o'clock in the morning, and it was still a while before sunrise.
It is early autumn, but there is already the chill of winter.
'It's so cold. Isn't this world in the Little Ice Age now?'
Zhou Yi put on a thick felt blanket and was still shivering.
In the chest cavity of the body, the three-inch sword light released a faint white light.
'It's good that you're still here.'
Zhou Yi felt relieved.
Last night, after breaking through the stagnation in his chest with a breath of bad breath, he felt that his body felt much lighter.
Although he is still not as healthy as he was in another world, his condition has improved significantly compared to the past month.
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and tried to use his consciousness to activate the sword light, condensing it into a sword pill like last night.
However, after a long time, the sword light was only flickering mischievously, refusing to move towards the sword pill, let alone release the sword energy.
'It's not working?'
'Don't panic. Last night, the small black characters turned into the screen first, and then I obtained the sword pill from the screen.'
'The Earthly Immortal Sword is a real thing, and I directly turned the real thing in the picture into my own moves through small black characters.'
'Then other similar small black characters, can they also be converted into my moves?'
As Zhou Yi thought, lines of small black characters emerged from the air.
However, they never turned into a picture like they did last night.
‘Could it be that some conditions are missing?’
'Let me think about it again... By the way, last night it seemed that after the body broke through some kind of barrier, the small black letters turned into pictures, and finally the sword pill was obtained.'
'That's all, I'm biting off more than I can chew, let's restore the sword pill first. Although that sword energy can only kill the weakest evil monster, it can still be regarded as the foundation of a career.'
Zhou Yi was calm and analyzed calmly.
From what he knows so far, there are only martial arts and martial arts in this world.
Sword energy should belong to the category of martial arts.
He moved to the bookshelf and took down the "Datang Martial Arts Record" he borrowed a few days ago.
Xu Gong didn't like magicians, but he had no prejudice against warriors. He had a collection of martial arts-related books at home.
Zhou Yi had previously visited Xu Mansion's study, hoping to find out from the collection of ancient books a way to avoid the "harsh conditions" and return to secular life.
As a result, the method was not found, but a large number of irrelevant miscellaneous books were brought back.
'For all cultivators in the world, whether they are martial artists or martial arts practitioners, the greatest threshold is the sense of Qi.
There are five fortunes and six qi in heaven and earth.
The human body has a house of hidden images.
Only the sense of Qi makes them connect.
The sense of Qi has just begun, all the acupoints are opened, the ears and eyes are clear...'
"Sense of Qi?"
Zhou Yi opened another volume on the bookshelf, "Zhi Yuan Wu Ren Zhi".
"During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, martial arts practice became popular, but the number of people who developed Qi skills was less than one in a hundred."
In other words, even in the most prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, not even one of a hundred warriors could obtain Qi.
Nowadays there are naturally fewer.
So, can this move of sword energy be considered as entering the sense of energy?
At this time, a wisp of lime green light floated from the distance.
It's going to be daybreak.
At the beginning of day and night, when yin and yang alternate, Zhou Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.
In the dark, it seems that something is about to be born.
A line of small black characters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
But it is different from the small characters that appeared before.
Nine words.
Each word is wrapped in light and dark beams, breaking away from the shackles of smoke and soaring upward.
"The depletion has receded, the Xu Mansion has survived, and the underworld wheel has begun!"
Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment and his eyes dropped.
Only a wisp of green smoke, like a thin snake, appeared out of thin air.
Then he looked for his index finger.
pour into the body.
Buzz!
Zhou Yi trembled all over, feeling that the green smoke was stimulating the energy and blood all over his body, rushing and surging.
It was somewhat similar to the feeling I had when I broke through the depression in my chest last night.
But the degree is like the difference between a stream and a river, they are not the same.
Zhou Yiruo realized something, and his tense heartstrings gradually relaxed, letting his consciousness follow the green smoke and wander around in his body.
…
The faint morning light breaks through the cloud haze remaining after the rain, and shines towards the Xu Mansion.
When the first rooster crow sounded, the people in the Xu Mansion were already busy.
With smoke rising from the kitchen, the cooks began to prepare the day's meals.
The sleepy-eyed servant boy was listlessly sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard.
Several coachmen were pounding chaff and scrubbing harnesses in the stables.
The young maids were dressing up and decorating themselves in front of the mirror.
This orderly scene day after day was broken at the next moment by a scream.
"ah!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the backyard where the sound came from.
In a small house in the backyard of Xu Mansion.
The middle-aged man was huddled in the corner, shivering, his face was pale, his eyes were wandering, and his face was full of fear and despair.
On the bed, the maid who had enjoyed the spring breeze last night was lying upright, her eyes wide open, looking at the roof aimlessly, and there was no breath in her nose.
The once pink and white neck was covered with dark purple corpse spots.
A hideous wound spread across his chest.
The entire chest collapsed slightly.
Outside the small house, more and more servants and maids gathered.
Everyone was shocked and frightened by the scene in front of them, and many maids had begun to sob softly.
Not long after, Xu Zhiling hurried over with several guards.
Seeing the scene in the room, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and his cold eyes fell on the middle-aged steward who was huddled in the corner and was obviously frightened.
An old man from the Xu Mansion behind him whispered: "Erlang, this matter must not be spread outside!"
Xu Zhiling nodded slightly, then looked around at everyone present and said loudly: "I will bury Biyin generously and compensate her family. No one should make public what happened today. Come here, arrest this dead dog slave! Hang him in public!"
"
A guard swept out from behind Xu Zhiling and came to the side of the middle-aged steward in a moment.
It wasn't until his arms were twisted by the guards that the middle-aged manager woke up from a dream, struggling violently and roaring.
"My young master, have mercy on me! Biyin's death is none of my business! I swear to God that I never killed anyone! Although I had an affair with the maid, my crime is not worthy of death! Young master, have mercy on me!"
Xu Zhiling's face was gloomy: "Drag it down."
As a big boss who used to be in charge of a county, he naturally saw that Xu Fang had the guts to have an affair but not the guts to kill someone, and there was indeed something fishy about Bi Yin's death.
But right now, the truth no longer matters.
"No! Don't kill me! I really didn't kill the person! Biyin was fine more than an hour ago! A certain person even had a good time with her!"
The steward Xu Fang, who was dragged to the ground, suddenly shuddered, as if he had seen a ghost, his face turned livid, and his body trembled violently: "I understand! It's a monster! There is a monster hidden in the Xu Mansion! It killed Bi Yin,
Break his chest and eat his flesh and blood!"
As soon as the voice fell, all the servants and maids present were shocked, some trembled, and some covered their mouths.
Fury flashed in Xu Zhiling's eyes: "Shut up, you idiot! I'll kill you!"
"Master, have mercy on me, there really is a monster in Xu Mansion!" Xu Fang kept struggling and screaming, crying.
Whispers rang out from the crowd, and an atmosphere of panic spread among the people in the Xu Mansion. Everyone's face was filled with panic.
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded from behind Xu Zhiling: "Uncle, wait a minute, listen to my nephew."
Xu Zhiling turned his head and looked at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his expression brightened slightly: "Zhongcai, tell me."
The young man glanced complicatedly at Bi Yin, the personal maid lying on the corpse bed, subconsciously touched the top of his head, and then whispered: "If I don't give an explanation about this matter, I'm afraid people in the house will be uneasy. It's better to leave this person who was cut into pieces with a thousand cuts for now.
The beast's life, until the truth is found out."
Xu Zhiling pondered for a long time and asked: "What is Zhongcai's plan?"
The young man said: "There is a strange man in Wenhe County who is like a god in solving cases. Every case he handles is solved. In the past, the case of hundreds of children being stolen in the county was solved by this person."
"Oh? That case caused a stir in the city back then, and even alarmed the Jiedushi. The genius who solved the case is still in Wenhe County?"
Xu Zhiling pondered.
The old man from the Xu family beside him shook his head at him, the servants and maids around him were panicked, and his nephew's eyes were sincere and earnest.
After a long while, Xu Zhiling sighed softly: "Is this person trustworthy?"
Xu Xiaolangjun was overjoyed and crossed his hands and said: "Uncle, don't worry, he is my nephew's best friend and he will be able to keep his mouth shut."
"Forget it, go and invite him. Remember, keep a low profile."
After Xu Zhiling finished speaking, his eyes fell on Xu Liang, who was confused in the crowd, and he snorted heavily: "As the general manager of the palace, I let the maid have an affair right under my nose. Once this matter has been dealt with, come see me again."
"Yes." Xu Liang bent down and responded.
His heart was full of bitterness, and he even sent greetings to all eighteen generations of Xu Fang's ancestors.
This incident had a great impact on him. As a house steward, he held a high position of authority in the Xu Mansion with dozens of acres of land. I don’t know how many people were eyeing his position.
The maid is under the control of the inner government, so he is fully responsible for the crime of having an affair, and the outcome is even more unpredictable.
'The little master's crow's mouth really made me right. I'm very busy today.'
Xu Liang sighed secretly, and after sending Xu Zhiling away, he began to count the dozens of slaves and maids present.
Among the roaring crowd, the maid Xiangzhu, who was carrying a ginger pot, remained motionless, staring blankly at the tragic death of the woman in the hut.
The scenes last night, including the monk's questions, kept flashing back in her mind.
The extremely weird and terrifying feeling haunted my heart again.
It made her whole body stiff, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.