The strange story of Huai'an Inn

When the fan was in hand, the two turned their heads to look, only to find that Yuanchu had disappeared.

Ran?

Chong Liu was so angry that his teeth itched.Where did this kid come from, to cause so many extraneous things.If you have a chance, you must ask the shopkeeper to help you file a complaint with the national teacher.

Song Mingzi wrapped the fan in layers of cloth and pinned it to her waist, and she didn't dare to let Chong Liu touch it again.But obviously Song Mingzi also felt uncomfortable, her brows were tightly frowned, and she used her fingers to dig her ears vigorously from time to time.

"Every time I touch this kind of pure filth, my ears will ring badly, and I will have a headache for several days at the end." Song Mingzi complained, "This time, this fan is stronger than ordinary filth, I don't know how long it will hurt."

Chong Liu looked at him worriedly, "Actually, I didn't feel anything unusual...or should I get it?"

"That can't be done! You have already reflected so strongly at a glance. It's strange to say, what happened to your sachet." Song Mingzi said to himself, extremely confused.

Zhu Helan's amulet will also expire one day?

He glanced at Chong Liu who was walking next to him, who looked ordinary, at most more fair and delicate than ordinary waiters, and couldn't help but wonder.

Is this kid exceptionally talented?Some sort of far-reaching connection to filth?

They took a short cut back to the inn, and there was no further trouble on the way.

only……

"Where do we put the fan? Now the shopkeeper's yard has been confiscated..."

Song Mingzi glanced at him, "Did your shopkeeper give you a key?"

"Yes! The problem is that I don't know what the key is?"

Song Mingzi sighed, and muttered, "You shopkeepers are so secretive."

Back in the inn, the chicken hadn't crowed yet.Song Mingzi took Chongliu to the north building of the inn.

All the rooms are dark, and in the quiet corridor, there are only red lanterns hanging from the eaves beams, slowly swaying in the night breeze, as if there are invisible hands gently moving.

There were very few guests these two days, and most of the rooms were empty, but Chong Liu still lowered his voice, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Song Mingzi said, "You will know in a while."

They walked until the end of the corridor, facing a white wall.Moonlight poured in from outside the railing, elongating the shadow of the colonnade obliquely, and printing it on the wall.

"Remember, this room can only be entered when no outsiders can see it, preferably at night," Song Mingzi said.

Chong Liu looked left and right wonderingly, "Room? Which one?"

Song Mingzi blocked Chong Liu's eyes with her palm.Chong Liu slapped his hand away, "What are you doing?"

Song Mingzi clicked his tongue, "Look through the gap between my palms."

Chong Liu dubiously let him put his palm in front of his eyes again.There were only three narrow gaps between the slender fingers.

However, through the gap, Chongliu saw a door.A door like that of all the other rooms in the inn was set into a wall that had been empty until now.

Chong Liu grabbed Song Mingzi's wrist and moved it away, only to find that it was still a white wall, and then moved it back, and through the gap of his fingers, there was indeed a door again.

What the hell? !

This is obviously an outer wall, there can be no room!

"Hey, see if you can do it with your own hands." Song Mingzi complained, as if looking at a country bumpkin who had never seen the market.

Chongliu let go of him, imitating Song Mingzi's example and put his hands in front of his eyes...

So... the door must be seen through the fingers?

What kind of weird... trick is this?

"Don't make a fuss, there are a lot of weird things happening in your inn." Song Mingzi muttered, and then said, "Hurry up and use your key to open the door."

Chong Liu, who was still looking at the door through his fingers, finally noticed the brass lock on the door.He pulled the key out along the red rope around his neck, and fumbled to insert the key into the lock.

The lock was unlocked and the door was ajar.

For a moment, Chong Liu had a weird feeling that every hair on his body was tied up.

"Do you want to go in?" Chong Liu asked.

Song Mingzi hesitated for a while, and said, "Don't go in this time. Now that you don't have a purse, you'd better stay away from the filth. I'll go and put the fan back and come out. Don't close the door."

Chong Liu watched Song Mingzi enter the door through his fingers.

He put his hand down, and what he saw was still a white wall.

If...he didn't look between his fingers, what kind of phenomenon would Song Mingzi see when he came out?

See a person coming out of a wall?

Still seeing the walls open.

In the end, Chong Liu found that neither was the case.

Song Mingzi appeared suddenly.

That is, there was no one in front of him one moment before, and Song Mingzi was standing in front of him the next moment.

Chong Liu was startled, his butt hit the railing with a bang.

"Hush!" Song Mingzi said, "Keep your voice down! Quickly lock the door."

Chong Liu had no choice but to cover his eyes with his fingers again and hang the door lock back.The moment the door was closed, he couldn't help but glanced through the crack of the door.

The space behind the door was huge, and the light was so dark that he couldn't see the boundary.There are many familiar things displayed on the ground and shelves as far as the eye can see, things I have seen in the shopkeeper's room, and...

Something else moved...

It seemed that some strip-shaped things quickly retracted into the darkness that he could not see.

Chong Liu hurriedly closed the door and locked it.

The night finally came to an end.

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The next day, Chongliu took a leave of absence and ran out all day, only coming back around midnight.

The third day is the day when the shopkeeper will be brought to the Yamen Court for a public trial.

Since it was a public trial, the people were allowed to watch it.Chong Liu knew that once such a thing happened, the gate of the county government office would probably be busier than the vegetable market in the early morning.So he made preparations early, made an appointment with Song Mingzi, and Maozheng went to line up at the gate of the county government office.

The hard work paid off, and they occupied a good seat in the courtyard of the yamen, where they could see everything that happened in the courtroom clearly.

Chong Liu quietly looked around at the high-ranking officials who were completely different from the officers and soldiers of the county yamen, and muttered in his heart.The officers and soldiers of the Criminal Prosecution Division have always been responsible for arresting suspects in difficult and major cases, and they have all received rigorous and formal training.

Even the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes can't do so many well-trained officers and soldiers, right? "Don't worry, I told you, most of your shopkeepers have their own solutions." Song Mingzi handed him a piece of sesame cake, "Eat something to fill your stomach, and you can wait."

"The shopkeeper knows a lot about the dirty things. But... this is the order of the Tian family, it's different from the past..." Chong Liu said softly, "Look at these officers and soldiers, they are not good people."

"It's useless for you to worry. Now you can only take one step at a time." Song Mingzi's expression also contained a bit of concealed uncertainty and solemnity.

Zhu Helan has been keeping a low profile for so many years, why did he want to accept the business of King Zhong.

Now the basket has been brought to the emperor... Will it really be difficult to clean up?

He has already been missed by the most powerful and noble person in the whole world, even if Zhu Helan is capable, how long can he keep around?

Song Mingzi sighed quietly.

After waiting for a long time, he was finally promoted.But I saw Xu Hanke wearing a dignified red official uniform and a dignified headdress, sitting majestically in the position of the presiding judge.Xu Zhixian sat on the side nervously.Liu Sheng, dressed in military uniform and with a long knife on his waist, stood behind Xu Hanke.

All the officers and soldiers in the courtyard stood in awe, forming a solemn and icy aura.

The crack of the gavel silenced the murmurs of the entire courtyard.Xu Hanke said, "The suspects in today's public trial for the first trial are involved in serious and suspicious cases. Including the death of King Zhong who was murdered by witchcraft, three members of Cao Shilang's family in Gyeonggi died suddenly, and Zhaoning Road..."

Xu Hanke spoke the names of a series of cases in a voice without sensory and tone, many of which Chongliu had heard of.But after all, it happened in other cities and other state capitals, and he didn't go out of his way to collect more information.

"Bring the suspect, Zhu Helan!" Finally, Xu Hanke ordered loudly.

The moment the shopkeeper Zhu came out, Chongliu felt as if he couldn't see anything beside him.

The shopkeeper didn't seem to be haggard, and even looked quite calm and content.

Chongliu breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the shopkeeper's eyes drifted towards him and Song Mingzi.Chongliu wanted to return a smile, but felt that the current situation seemed inappropriate...

Shopkeeper Zhu turned around and knelt down in front of Xu Hanke to salute respectfully.

Seeing this scene, Chong Liu felt that the flying shovel was very...displeased...

Is Xu Hanke worthy of him?

"Who is in the hall!"

"Grassmen wish Helan."

"Where is my native place?"

"The grass people's ancestral home is Baicao Town, Yingzhou."

"Hehe." Xu Hanke chuckled amusedly, "This is a lie. I have sent someone to Yingzhou Baicao Town to check the official household registration records. Although your name appears on it, there are traces of modification. It has been done After recovering the identification, it can be known that according to the original record above, you should be over 85 years old."

There were gasps one after another in the yard.

Eight...85? !

Chong Liu's jaw almost fell to the ground.

The shopkeeper answered fluently: "Caomin know some little tricks to maintain beauty and health."

"Hahahahaha." Xu Hanke laughed, "If there is such a trick, you should not open an inn, you should open a rouge gouache shop or a health care shop, and the business will definitely flourish."

The shopkeeper replied meekly, "My lord's teachings, Caomin has memorized them."

Xu Hanke said again, "Using witchcraft to murder the loyal king, will you admit it?"

The shopkeeper said, "My lord, I won't recruit."

There was another whisper.After being shocked by a gavel, he weakened.

Xu Hanke seemed to have expected such an answer, and said, "Come here, present the first evidence."

When the evidence was brought up one by one, Chong Liu began to feel Xu Hanke's calm and terrifying.

The contract signed between King Zhong and the shopkeeper (the part of King Zhong), the confession of the servants of Prince Zhong’s mansion, the confessions of several people who had done business with the shopkeeper, the contract between the shopkeeper and the people who had the accident (the one held by the deceased) That one), and even the confessions of many Zilushan alchemists...

It turns out that Xu Hanke went out every day during the passing ceremony to collect these?

The more Chong Liu listened, the more his heart sank.The only chance now is that these are all indirect evidence, and there is no direct evidence to prove that the shopkeeper intentionally killed King Zhong.

"Since my lord has read the contract, I should know that I have clearly stated the conditions and possible dangers. How my customers execute it is beyond my control. My lord, if someone buys a kitchen knife from a kitchen knife shop , hacked someone with this kitchen knife, do you want to arrest the seller of the kitchen knife too?" The shopkeeper knelt on the ground, his voice still calm and calm.

"You are well aware of the dangers of these so-called 'filth', but you do not report them, but secretly hide the information for profit and harm people's lives. Is it not related to you? What's more, miasma parasites parasitize in the human body, most of the time Sleeping state, unless awakened." Xu Hanke narrowed his eyes, "Did you awaken King Zhong's miasma, causing him to die suddenly?"

The shopkeeper said in a very patient voice, "My lord, you also have worm miasma yourself. You should be most aware that there are conditions for letting worm miasma fall asleep. Perhaps His Royal Highness King Zhong once made worm miasma see blood, so It will wake up."

"Are you implying that King Zhong committed a crime?"

"Caomin dare not. Caomin is just stating the possible situation."

"It seems that you are full of slickness, so you don't intend to recruit." Xu Hanke's expression turned cold, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, "I will give you another chance. If you don't name those accomplices who made the filth Hand it over, and I can only resort to extreme measures."

The heavy six hands are as cold as a block of ice.

really……

Xu Hanke is going to be punished...

Song Mingzi's body also tensed up, her hands clenched into fists.

The shopkeeper was not afraid, and even had a funny expression on his face, "My lord, if you want to torture me, it will be very bad for your health. Please think again."

"You can't see blood. I know. I also know that ordinary punishments in the world have little effect on you." The corners of Xu Han Ke Xiuzhi's mouth slightly curled up, and there was a hint of calculation on his innocent face, "So, I invited you helper."

With an order, someone led another person into the lobby.

The person who came was wearing a cyan crane cloak of the same color as the Qingming Sect, but the texture was elegant and delicate, and the tailoring was exceptionally well-fitting.His green hair is like waterfall, his face is like a peach blossom, but he holds a whisk in his hand.Standing in this gloomy and stern courtroom, it is like a blue cloud floating over.

Before Chongliu could react, Song Mingzi's eyes widened.

"Big Brother?!"

The person who came was none other than the current head teacher of Qingming, Daoist Qiyao, who had met once in Qingming Temple.