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Liu Yanxue suppressed the nausea in her stomach, and followed behind He Kunjin, "That is to say, after the murderer painted the patterns, lit the candles, administered the drug, and planted fire in their bodies, she left far away." ;When the blood dries up and the candle burns out, the fire diffuses by itself, burning the sacrifices alive; when the fire burns out, he comes back and extinguishes the lamp? But even though it is burning, how can the tears of the candle keep the way it fell to the ground in the first place? "

"Because the temperature is different. For some reason, the temperature of the spontaneous combustion triggered by the Yi religion is much lower than the normal flame, so that people are burned out, but the surrounding environment is intact. Just like that day, the floor and chuáng Aren’t the mattresses unscathed? And…these people should not be burned as sacrifices, but as church members who were punished. Because this blood formation map…is specially used to punish those who have committed serious crimes in the church… "

"A man of great sin?"

"Well, flames are the supreme thing of the Yi Sect, so only believers are eligible to die in the flames, and most of the others are..." He Kunjin shook his head, shaking the things in his mind, "Let's go out."

Clang, the door closed.The four walked out with their heads bowed heavily, meeting the suspicious eyes of Qin Shuo and others.While the two officials were reporting to Qin Shuo in detail, He Kunjin leaned against a big tree alone and organized his thoughts.

Ding Consort died in the side courtyard of the Princess Mansion, too many candles, a half-finished array, two jars, inconspicuous brown traces, a table case, a secret room, and a fat cat; the concubine's personal maid fled back to the Princess Mansion insanely , Sick of blood, spontaneous combustion, muttering punishment in the mouth; the punishment blood picture and the ground full of ashes, drugs, and lamps at the meeting place of Yi believers.Is it all connected?If connected, in what way are they connected together?Why did this happen when the Qi State Mission came to visit?What purpose did the people who did all this have?

He Kunjin knew very well that whether it was due to his intuition about the case, or because of his foreseeing dreams of unknown meaning in recent days, the matter was not over yet, and there must be a follow-up that would catch him off guard.She was a little flustered and a little anxious.

"Uncle, can you find out the people who came in and out of this place these days, and the identities of these dead?" A pile of snow fell from the tree and knocked at He Kunjin's feet.

"It's hard..." Looking around, he made sure that no one else was approaching, and then set his eyes on Liu Yanxue.

"Uncle, it's okay to say, Ah Yan is one of our own."

Ah Yan?Qin Shuo raised his eyebrows.This handsome Mr. Xue is actually his niece's wife?Involuntarily looking at Liu Yanxue, it wasn't until He Kunjin coughed twice that she realized something was wrong, "Ah, Ajin, you know the relationship between our Da'an and Yan Kingdom best... so these Christians..."

"What Uncle means is that since I was sent to Yan Country as a hostage, Da'an has also become a vassal state of Yan Country in a disguised form, and these Yi Cultists have been able to be extraordinarily rampant?" I was very unhappy, and was pinched by Liu Yanxue Fingertips, this is a little more comfortable.

"That's right. In the past, our Dali Temple and even the yamen in various places would not interfere with the affairs of Yi believers... That's why my people searched for a long time, but they couldn't find any trace of the maid, because they habitually I ignored the place related to the Yi religion...so..."

"So it's futile even to check who has been here now? Because Dali Temple doesn't have the relevant manpower and channels at all? That being the case, I..." Maybe I can use the resources of Xueming Valley to help with the investigation.Liu Yanxue looked at He Kunjin, conveying the rest of the meaning with her eyes.

"Thank you." She mouthed from an angle that only the two of them could see.

"It's different from the past. Qi State is now a vassal state of Da'an, and Yijiao has become a taboo in Qi State. I hope that uncle can try to make up for this gap as soon as possible. Of course, I will also go to Emperor Shufu myself, Start to deal with relevant omissions in various places."

"Yes."

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Chapter 25

"Ah Quan is back." The wife reached out to take the coat from her husband, "How is everything going well with today's official business? Is there any clue about the murder of Prince Ding that has spread all over the capital?"

"Hey, don't mention it. If you saw the scenery today, you probably won't have dinner. That dark and greasy place, I still have the sticky charcoal smell in my nose, It's full of people!" He lifted the teapot on the table and poured it into his mouth, "Why is it cold?"

"It's full of people?" The wife took the teapot, opened the lid and took a look, "How could it be cold? It's just been boiled. Look, it's still steaming."

"Well, it's all people, eighteen people, burned like that. What drugs, blood pictures, sacrifices, and punishments, the Yi believers are really lunatics. His Royal Highness Ji Wang really deserves to come back from the crowd of lunatics, Looking at the scene, he can still analyze it without changing his face, and the Mr. Xue next to him is not an ordinary person." Stretching out his hand to touch the teapot, "Yes, it is steaming, how can it be so cold to the touch? I dare say it is too cold today reason?"

"Come on, I'll make another pot. Ah Quan, don't drink directly from the spout..." Standing at the door with the teapot in hand, she said to her husband.

"Hey, I got it. Didn't I panic because of thirst just now? I don't know what happened today. After I came back from that ghost place, I drank water and drank non-stop." Slumped on a chair, with one hand hanging on the table Beside the desk, he loosened his clothes with one hand, "Isn't it too hot in this room?"

Sleepiness and heat came one after another, he twisted on the chair in a half-dream and half-awake state; the eyeballs under his eyelids turned rapidly, the expression on his face changed again and again, and he stretched out his hand blankly in mid-air, as if he had dreamed of something terrible .

Ji Ling jumped up suddenly, and the chair under him was overturned to the ground.The scalding heat in the body spurted out a stream of fire làng from the throat, and the eyes instantly became invisible.He covered his face in horror, feeling the flames bursting from his body, rolling and struggling helplessly on the ground.Thousands of thoughts flowed by the borderline of death, and in just a moment, he understood what happened to him.Unfortunately, everything is too late.

The tongue of fire rushed out of the internal organs greedily, licking the lifeless person until only a pair of carbon skins remained; but it restrainedly devoured the innocent Dali Temple official, and then quietly left, the surroundings Things didn't move a bit.

Stench, coke, oil residue, this is what the official's wife saw when she returned to the room with a pot of hot water.The teapot shattered to the ground, and the hot water scalded the skin of her feet; she took two steps back and fell to the ground, trying to exclaim and scream, but found that she could no longer make any sound.

……

Throwing away the records in his hand, he stood up from the chair, swayed back and forth in the study, and tapped his sore shoulder.He Kunjin tugged at the front of his clothes, and looked at the unlit stove and the open window with some doubts.She rolled up her sleeves and looked at the skin on her arms; counting the days, she determined that the cause of her hot body was definitely not Gu poison.She is very restless, she is very restless, she always feels that there is something about to move in her body; but the dizzy mind that has been busy all day does not help her to sort out her thoughts at all.

She touched the snowflakes on her chest, and a coolness came into her heart, as if she was competing with the heat and turmoil.Instant thinking, suddenly realized.Taking advantage of this moment of confrontation between Han and Yan, she tried hard to think of various ways to save herself, but the reality did not leave her enough opportunities after all.Seeing that the snowflakes on her chest began to drip, and the heat in her body was rampant, she knew that her time was running out.What flashed through my mind was Liu Yanxue's gentle face when she handed out the snowflakes that day, but what filled my heart was not how to seek her help, but sighed that I had failed her again and that I was sorry for her.

The sweat that had been produced on her body due to the heat had already evaporated, and the astringent pain from the inside out all over her body was very similar to when Gu poison was onset. I don't know if it was caused by habit or something else, He Kunjin once again lost the desire to struggle to survive.Perhaps it was the perennial suffering and repressed childhood that implanted this idea of ​​self-destruction in her heart; perhaps it was because her belief in survival was only due to the complicated responsibilities and the fate of others; more maybe it was Liu Yan. The ray of hope that snow brought to her was too bright, so bright that she couldn't believe it or imagine it.After all, she was tired and scared.

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