Jinyiwei work report

The incense of Buddha is lingering, and the candlelight flickers on and off.

Pudu Cihang sat on the futon, meditating as usual, and should have gradually entered the state of selflessness.

Suddenly, the tragic screams echoed in my ears again.

He opened his eyes in shock, panting heavily, he had obviously become a monk, why couldn't he still find peace?

In the flickering candlelight, his face looked even older.

When he was seven years old, he witnessed his whole family being killed by robbers. He escaped by hiding in a tight crevice, and was rescued and sent to a temple to become a monk.

From that moment on, he should let go of his hatred and attachments. He is already a monk.

For a while, he felt that he let go, his mother's smile gradually faded in his memory, and the outlines of his father and siblings gradually blurred.

But 20 years later, he suddenly discovered that the person who was going to be ordained as a monk was one of the gangsters who killed his whole family.

Everything became clear again, but he is a monk, so be compassionate.

"I forgive you." One night, he called this person out and said in a high-spirited manner.

"No, it was the Buddha who forgave me."

The man's answer and smiling tone, he will never forget.

It was the Buddha who forgave him, so what about him?Who will receive his wrath?

Later... I remember that he carried that person's body for a long distance on the back mountain.

He is like a black and blue beast in the night, burdened with crimes, walking little by little.

Suddenly, under the moonlight, he found a pit full of centipedes. They kept walking in the pit, making rustling sounds like falling leaves in the wind.

He threw the man's body down, turned around and ran away.

After several days, he worked up his courage and took a look quietly. There was no centipede or corpse in the pit, only the man's clothes lying alone at the bottom of the pit.

Later, he found that the centipedes only came out when they were on the treetops at night.

They help him bury his sins. .

Later, the rest of the robbers, the men and women who committed misconduct in the backyard of the monastery, and the hypocritical courtyard seats were all thrown into the pit by him.

After several decades like this, he got old, and those centipedes became less and less, and only one of the strongest centipedes remained in the end.

There was a rustling sound near the ground, and a black shadow more than three feet long quickly crawled in through the window.

Purdue Cihang looked at it tenderly, "You did a great job today, come, this is for you to eat."

Spreading out his palm, a round pill rolled to its tentacles.

This is a pill made of high-quality nourishing medicinal materials, eating it can prolong life, but he used it to feed this lovely and lovely centipede without hesitation.

Without the nourishment of medicinal materials, it would not be able to grow so big.

In fact, it has some spirituality and ability now, and it can differentiate small centipedes from its body to help him do things. The dead who heard his mantra and suffered retribution in the world were all killed by the small centipedes that it spit out to penetrate into the human brain.

With its help, he was pushed to the altar, and no one knew how powerful he was.

So he is also generous with it.

All things have spirit.

The tentacles swayed, and it could be seen that it was excited because of anticipation, and greedily swallowed the pill into its stomach.

It blinked and looked at Pudu Cihang eagerly.

"...No more, there is only one today." Pudu Cihang said: "If you are not full, you can go to Wei Jun's house to have a look."

Wei Jun was known as Master Wei, and he did not know where he learned the ability to refine elixirs. The red lead pills and other elixirs he refined were handed over to him layer by layer through his son-in-law.

It will benefit their family greatly, and no one dares to provoke them in the local area.

Although Pudu Cihang doesn't like Wei Jun and doesn't have much contact with him at ordinary times, Pudu Cihang likes the various medicinal material libraries built by Wei Jun's family for alchemy, and can be used as a source of snacks for centipedes.

The centipede accepted Pudu Cihang's proposal and got out through the gap in the window.

Walking quickly near the ground, it didn't take long to arrive at the Shenda mansion, the guarded Wei's house.

How many times has it been to this place, and it came to the roof of the medicinal material warehouse with ease, climbed in through the narrow skylight, and faced the classification of medicinal materials, Lin Liang was full of medicinal materials.

It chewed a few mouthfuls of ginseng, and then ate ganoderma, which was very pleasant.

Suddenly, it smelled an uncontrollable fragrance, and soon, it confirmed the source of the fragrance, a fat old man who was sleeping against the medicine shelf.

The fat old man was sleeping soundly with his face flushed red, his whole body exuded a pure medicinal scent, and he knew it was nourished all year round, and he was well-fed.

It also recognizes this fat old man, it is Wei Jun, it used to steal food, and it has seen him several times in secret.

When Wei Jun was dispensing the medicine, in order to keep the secret, no one else was allowed to approach.

Thinking about it, this time, he was so tired that he fell asleep during the process of dispensing the medicine, but he didn't expect it to be stalking him.

He didn't smell this good before. It seems that he has eaten some natural treasures recently, which are very nourishing.

To eat, or not to eat?No need to think about it.

It lunged at him.

……

Dongfang gradually showed its fish belly, and it crawled in through the rear window with difficulty, stepping on the morning dew.

The back shell was red as if it was on fire, and the inside seemed to be burning with flames. It kept twisting and shaking its body in pain.

When Pudu Cihang heard the movement, he came to him barefoot and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It hurts...it hurts..." the voice was hoarse.

Although it was faint, Pudu Cihang could hear clearly, it was indeed human speech.

He immediately talked to it, "Why does it hurt?"

"...I don't know, I started to hurt after eating Weijun..."

Pudu Cihang smiled excitedly: "Don't be afraid, you must hold back, you must digest all the contents in your stomach! If you survive this hurdle, you will be even more extraordinary!"

-

-

The next morning, Song Yingbai and the others rented a carriage and went out of the city to Jizhou City, twenty miles away, to their destination.

When leaving the south gate of the county seat, Song Yingbai drove the carriage and saw a group of yamen servants and soldiers standing at the gate of the city from a distance, strictly interrogating everyone who left the city.

When it was Song Yingbai's turn to take their carriage, he led the road he had prepared a long time ago.

Although due to the imperial examination activities, the population flow of this dynasty has become the norm, but Luyin is something that cannot be left without interrogation.

Seeing that it was a guide from the capital, the attitude of the interrogating yamen servants was much better.

The yamen servant lifted the curtain of the car, saw Jiang Zhan and Zheng Yuan sitting inside, exchanged a few words, and returned Lu Yin to them.

Song Yingbai asked with a smile, "I wonder what this official officer is investigating? Is there some bad guy? We're going out of the city on our way. There won't be any danger."

"Who knows, please be careful, Mr. Wei's disappearance is a big deal."

"This Mr. Wei is..." It must be the villain Wei Jun that Mrs. Chen said yesterday.

"It is the destination you are going to, the father-in-law of the governor of Jizhou."

Sure enough, it was him, but why did he disappear?

Song Yingbai said: "...the old man is auspicious, he will be safe and sound."

Because there were still people waiting in line behind for inspection, the yamen servant waved his hand to tell them to leave quickly. Song Yingbai yanked the horse lightly and used his force to get out of the city gate.

I hope that Master Wei will just disappear and stop coming out to harm others.

Having said that, as a Jinyiwei, he is not optimistic about this.

He definitely did not go missing normally, and the probability is that it is very rare, so who did it?

A chivalrous knight?Abuse of lynching, this group of heroes is also the target of the court.

However, as Jiang Zhan said, they came out to see Xiao Zhuge, and there was no need to deal with other matters. Soon, Song Yingbai put Wei Jun's matter behind him.

In the afternoon of summer, the climate is changeable. Just now it was sunny and sunny, but in a blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds and it began to rain heavily.

For a time, the sky and the earth were white, and the strong wind swept the earth with the rain.

Visibility was too low, and the wheels accidentally got stuck in a puddle on the side of the road. Zheng Yuan and Song Yingbai worked together to push the car out.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhan said, "Take shelter from the rain first, and then go on the road after the rain stops."

Through the vast water line, Song Yingbai wiped off the rain on his face, narrowed his eyes and pointed to the front: "There seems to be a house in front, let's go there."

In the heavy rain, a dilapidated house could be vaguely seen standing in front of it, but this time was not the time to be picky.

This is an old abandoned mansion, weathered by wind and rain, the doors and windows have long disappeared, but a plaque hanging on the main entrance can be seen with four characters written in strong strokes: Zhengqi Villa.

This gloomy and haunted appearance doesn't look right at all.

They couldn't care less, they drove the carriage into the front hall, tied it to a side pillar, and they walked inside.

Rainwater slid down his forehead to his eyelids, Song Yingbai wiped his eyes as he walked in, and when they were wiped clean, he raised his head suddenly.

He was shocked to see more than a dozen coffins placed in the lobby.

"Afraid?" Jiang Zhan's voice appeared behind him.

Song Yingbai said: "No, if the Jiangyang bandits with murder weapons are lying here, it would be quite scary."

Jiang Zhan smiled lightly: "Maybe it is, why don't you take a look."

Who made him the lowest position, he replied indifferently: "Yes."

He walked straight to a coffin, clasped the bottom of the coffin, and lifted it up vigorously.

Didn't lift it up!

Although Song Yingbai is not a strong man who can lift a mountain and carry a tripod, he is much stronger than ordinary people.

"I'm coming too!" Zheng Yuan also came up to help, but the two of them still couldn't open the coffin lid with their joint efforts.

At this time Jiang Zhan said: "I heard that people who die violently have great grievances, and it is not easy to open the coffin. Forget it, don't worry about it."

The corners of Song Yingbai's mouth twitched, since you think this group of people are resentful, why are you still so calm.

Zheng Yuan clapped his hands, "That's right, let's not disturb others."

It was clearly Jiang Zhan who asked him to open the coffin. Why did it look like I was willing to open the coffin? Song Yingbai nodded: "Yes, let them sleep peacefully."

Song Yingbai and Zheng Yuan were drenched to the ground, they gathered firewood first, and set up a bonfire to roast their clothes in an open space in front of the coffin.

Fortunately, there was a spare change in the carriage, so I took dry new clothes and changed, and sat down to warm up comfortably.

It was raining heavily outside, and the wind was howling, accompanied by these coffins, there was a very spiritual atmosphere.

Song Yingbai thinks he has a strong yang energy, so he is not afraid of these things at all. In addition, he wants to show courage and win a good impression, so he deliberately behaves very free and easy. , nothing suspicious.

Song Yingbai could tell that Jiang Zhan and Zheng Yuan knew each other before this mission, and the relationship should be between superior and subordinate.

Basically, it is equivalent to the two veterans evaluating him as a rookie together.

In the past few days, Song Yingbai had some doubts about the purpose of this trip. Did he really come to check and confiscate a biography of a celebrity?Along the way, Jiang Zhan didn't mention the book again, and he didn't care about the scope of its spread. He didn't seem to care about its spread at all.

But Song Yingbai knew, don't talk too much at this time, for their business, silence is gold, silence is life.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhan, who didn't talk much along the way, poked the flames with a stick, "Have you heard of the flying pestle curse?"

Both Song Yingbai and Zheng Yuan shook their heads.

Jiang Zhan said: "I once interrogated a tomb robber who stole the tomb of a vassal king. His master could recite the flying pestle mantra, and it is said that when he recited it to the coffin, even the sealed sarcophagus would automatically move a gap.

He said that once, when they entered an ancient tomb, his master recited a mantra. After the sarcophagus of the owner of the tomb was removed, he suddenly stretched out a black arm, more than ten feet long, and dragged his master into it. After that, heart-piercing shouts and the sound of tearing and chewing came from inside the coffin, and the bones with the broken meat were thrown out of the coffin one by one..."

Song Yingbai said, this is a ghost story contest, "And then?"

"Then the tomb robber ran away, filled the hole, and never went back until we caught him again."

Zheng Yuan asked with great interest: "During the interrogation, did you ask how the flying pestle mantra was recited?"

"It's his master who can read, he can't, it's a pity." Jiang Zhan said: "Otherwise, we can try it today."

Song Yingbai expressed his heartfelt emotion: "In our line of work, we can really meet all kinds of people, and the experience is also interesting."

"Then do you have any interesting experiences?" Jiang Zhan asked softly: "It's boring to take shelter from the rain anyway, so why not talk about interesting things."

Song Yingbai said heartily, you think I'm stupid, this is also a test, to see if the tone is strict, if you say everything out.

He didn't even talk in his sleep. He was appointed to rot in his stomach when the emperor appeared in the Jiaofang Division.

"It's a pity that I have only been employed for less than a year. I haven't experienced any interesting things, and there are only a few that left a deep impression on me. I really envy you for being so well-informed."

Jiang Zhan said: "It's no wonder, you are too young, it will be fine when you get to my age."

Song Yingbai glanced at his hands with still young skin, "Master Guigeng?"

"58 years old, I will have a grandson when I return to the capital."

Song Yingbai couldn't help laughing, "My lord loves to joke, but your hands don't look like that."

Jiang Zhan said calmly: "The face can be worn with a human skin mask, and the hands can naturally be used as camouflage, just wearing a layer of human skin gloves."

Song Yingbai looked at Zheng Yuan, trying to find clues from his face, but Zheng Yuan was expressionless and could not see any signs.

Song Yingbai thought for a while, then smiled and said, "My lord, don't tease me. Apart from your hands, there is another place where you can tell your real age, and that is your teeth. Your teeth are as white as shellfish, and your front teeth are almost unworn. Like an older person."

Teeth can't be faked.

At this time, Zheng Yuan smiled at Jiang Zhan: "He is right, so please stop teasing him."

"Okay, let's not talk about these useless things." Jiang Zhan looked at Song Yingbai, "Do you know why you were chosen for this mission?"

Song Yingbai nodded frequently, "I hope you will let me know."

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zhan's mouth, and he was about to speak, when suddenly he heard a noise and looked towards the door.

A dozen or so people in coir raincoats appeared at the door, each of them buried their heads extremely low, and some even pressed down the bamboo hats on their heads from time to time, as if they were trying to hide their faces.

Song Yingbai found that almost all of them were equipped with swords, so he couldn't help tensing up, ready to go.