Chapter 7 What ordinary people see, it may not be true
Xu Kun also saw Zhou Yi, raised his hands and said with a smile: "Which wind brought Master Yichen here? Are you feeling better?"
Zhou Yi returned the favor without being humble or arrogant: "It's much better. Thank you, young gentleman. I heard that there was a murder case in my house, and I wanted to come and pray for the deceased."
Xu Kun glared at the intestine slave: "Master Yichen is a distinguished guest in the house, why should I stop him?"
The intestinal slave hesitated, lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhou Yi came to the rescue and said: "Don't get me wrong, young man, we have just arrived."
There was a trace of emotion on the downcast face of the intestinal slave.
Xu Kun snorted and just introduced Zhou Yi: "This is Lu Wujiu, also known as Xiaofeng. He was the number one arrester in Guangyuan County who was personally commended by the Jiannan Jiedu Envoy."
The long-bearded man withdrew his slightly greedy eyes from Xiangzhu's tall and straight chest, and smiled at Xu Zhongcai: "There is such a beautiful woman in your mansion. Her breasts are as big as peaches and her beauty is delicious. I wonder if I can borrow her for a few days?"
Xu Kun was startled and glanced at Zhou Yi unnaturally.
Lu Wu Jiu seemed to have discovered Zhou Yi at this moment, and he slightly cupped his hands: "This is the young master Yi Chen, I have heard of him for a long time, haha."
Zhou Yi said calmly: "The donor deserves the reward."
Lu Shenqiu's eyes flashed with a hint of haze, and he stared at Zhou Yi coldly.
Xu Kun sensed something was wrong and hurriedly said goodbye to Zhou Yi, pulling Lu Shenqi away who was still looking back and staring.
Seeing Xiao Langjun walking away, the intestine slave looked at Zhou Yi gratefully and said respectfully: "Master, please."
The winding path leads to a quiet place, passing through a small bamboo forest, which is the backyard of Xu Mansion.
Xiangzhu suddenly said: "Sir, what do you think of this Lu Shenqiu? Is it as amazing as the outside world says?"
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Why are you so anxious? We will know in a few days."
Xiangzhu lowered his head, a hint of coldness appeared on his face.
She knew that her chest was so majestic that it was hard to hide it with the skill of disguise, and she was often peeked at by Xu Mansion's servants, but this man was so unscrupulous in front of her husband and young husband, which really made her unhappy...
——Can’t you tell the difference between peach and melon? What a god!
Zhou Yi glanced at Xiangzhu, who was sulking. At this moment, the conversation between Xu Kun and Lu Shenqi a hundred steps away rang in his ears.
"Why did Shicai Fengxiao deliberately anger the young master?"
"Young man, you don't know something. People often reveal their true nature when they are angry and frightened, and a certain person happens to be good at this."
"Is it possible that Fengxiao is suspicious of Yichen?"
"Not really, it's just that this monk's origin is unknown, but he has an appearance that is rare in the world, which really makes me feel itchy."
"Ahem...Have you tried anything?"
"This monk's city is quite deep, I'm afraid one visit won't be enough."
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Test?
Zhou Yi rubbed his head complicatedly. It turned out that this person was deliberately making things difficult for the purpose of irritating himself... He didn't expect that he would meet a person with advanced stage of hypochondriasis!
But having said that, my hearing has obviously improved.
Not only that, his vision has also undergone a qualitative change.
When I first came here, the blurry feeling that was like a high degree of myopia has long since disappeared.
Instead, there is a world where everything is magnified and becomes clearer and more vivid.
Just like this moment, in the small house in the backyard.
The young man in linen clothes took out a piece of old yellowing incense, lit it, closed his eyes and whispered.
The young man chanted hoarsely and made familiar movements around the couch, including the smell of musty incense.
Crossing a distance of dozens of steps, it appears in Zhou Yi's sensory world with incomparable clarity.
"...The house of Gaoming has a bird's eye view of its room. The five princes and nine uncles are marching to conquer the land... This little lady, please forgive me for being rude."
After finishing the ritual, the young man bent down and took out strips of cloth, garlic, ginger and vinegar from the bamboo box.
He first crushed garlic and ginger, mixed them with vinegar, rubbed them on a cloth, and covered his mouth and nose.
Then he took out a thin silver medal, wiped it with the liquid in the basin, and stuffed it into Bi Yin's mouth.
At this time, he took out a knife, a small hammer, a small awl and other tools from the leather jacket chain, and dug into the chest of the dead maid.
Just after examining the wound, a gentle and pleasant voice sounded from behind.
"May I ask Mr. Xiaolang, why did you put the silver object into her mouth?"
The young man's back was slightly hunched, as if he had not expected that there would be someone behind him, and the hand holding the knife did not shake at all.
He put down his tools, turned around and looked at the person who came, and felt his eyes light up.
The gentle and jade-like young man was staring at him, with a smile in his beautiful eyes.
This is probably what storytellers often call a handsome young man...but his hairline is a bit high.
The young man just thought that Zhou Yi was a certain mistress of Xu Mansion, and without thinking much, he bowed and saluted: "Reporting to Sir, a silver object wiped with acacia water can be put into the mouth to verify whether the deceased was poisoned."
Xiangzhu listened to the serious conversation between the two, her face flushed, and she slowly lowered her head.
Yin... thing? You two are the ones who are poisonous!
Zhou Yi looked at the young man Zuo Zuo, who was thin and sallow due to long-term malnutrition, and wondered: "Isn't the cause of her death still clear at a glance? It was obviously homicide."
The young man was stunned and replied: "A certain man needs to conduct an autopsy according to the procedures. This is what Captain Lu has repeatedly warned."
At this time, Xiangzhu suddenly interjected and asked: "The liquid flowing from the corner of her mouth is..."
"That's the yellow water in the corpse."
Xiangzhu was dumbfounded and felt a surge in his stomach.
Last night she thought she was the steward who stayed after Yunyu.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be something even more disgusting!
Sure enough, there are some things that you cannot just rely on hearsay. You can only understand them by practicing them yourself!
"Have you found anything, young man? For example, the cause of death? Time of death?" Zhou Yi asked again.
The young man hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "A certain person is responsible for the autopsy. Please ask Captain Lu for details."
He vaguely had the answer in his mind.
But this matter is too weird and shocking. Lu Baotou has said it beforehand. Any such incident must be informed to him first, and it is strictly forbidden to spread it outside.
At this moment, he had also realized that the handsome man in front of him was probably not the young master of Xu Mansion.
He doesn't have the aura of being superior to others, his speech and behavior are approachable, and he treats a lowly person like himself with an easy-going attitude from the bottom of his heart.
It was his maid who was a bit annoying, fumbling around here and there, and even trying to make a piece of cloth with ginger and garlic to cover the gentleman's nose and mouth. Unfortunately, she was too picky and wasted three pieces in a row!
"The yin energy here is too strong, and the corpse poison will damage your body. If there is nothing else, please come back."
The young man bent down and raised his hands, hiding the remaining strip of cloth.
"excuse me."
Zhou Yi smiled at Wu Zuo and politely refused the scented cloth strip.
When he turned around, his steps suddenly stagnated, and he said to himself: "Isn't it possible that her heart was ripped out outside this hospital at 3:30 a.m. last night?"
With his back to Zhou Yi, the young man's right hand that was holding the knife firmly shook suddenly.
"How did you know..."
The young man turned around with a stiff face, and then his voice suddenly stopped.
But I saw the handsome man clasping his hands together, his eyelids drooping, and mumbling something.
"Monk?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking strange.
More than 20 years ago, the status of monks in the Tang Dynasty was lofty, far superior to low-class people like them who practiced low-level careers.
However, with the collapse of Buddhism and the return of monks to secular life, the number of monks who dare to show their faces in the Tang Dynasty has become extremely rare and is almost extinct.
Zhou Yi read the scriptures with a serious expression to appease Bi Yin's lost soul, and his heart became bright.
There is only one truth - that is, Biyin was killed by Xiuhua in front of her building as early as 13:30 last night.
As for why she was still... no, she slept with the male steward overnight, and it was confirmed that she had never left this small courtyard...
Zhou Yi stopped chanting sutras, turned to the young man, and said with a smile: "What ordinary people see with their own eyes may not be the truth. What does the donor think?"
The young man's body instantly became tense and stiff, with a look of shock on his face.
He has been dealing with aliens for a long time, so he naturally knows that monsters and ghosts are good at illusions, which is also commonly known as blindness.
Some people seem to be lying next to them, even enjoying themselves, but in fact, they may have been killed by ghosts.
However, such a conclusion can often only be drawn after he has completed the autopsy and made comparisons and careful examinations.
But the monk in front of him could tell with just one glance!
Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name: "I don't know the name of the donor?"
The young man looked at Zhou Yi in surprise, then lowered his head and said nervously: "Someone, Chen Chi."