Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Ghost—help, it's haunted!!" Jun Zian opened his eyes and exclaimed, the voice was so loud that it almost pierced the eardrums.

Xiao Beicheng kicked him on the jaw mercilessly, forcing him to shut his mouth and stop shouting.

"Don't talk about people during the day, and don't call ghosts at night. If you really want to bump into your ancestors so much, you might as well go out and turn right at the crossroad of Dongcha Road, burn three sticks of incense and put a bowl of rice to eat, and stop screaming here."

After that, he took a deep breath, he was not very scared at first, but he panicked after being shouted, he couldn't help but clenched the dagger in his hand, holding his breath to observe every move around him.

When Shen Ci saw the situation of the Shoucai Shop from a distance, he felt flustered. He was about to call out to avoid being accidentally injured by his own people, but he fell because his foot stepped on the air, and the whole person slid down from the eaves, babbling. I don't know what to shout.

Sensing his movement, Xiao Beicheng shot back the dagger and flew it out. Fortunately, Shen Ci was not bad at all, so when he realized something was wrong, he immediately retreated. The point of the knife narrowly avoided her head, but it went straight to him. □Stab away.

At the very moment, a stone popped out from nowhere and hit the blade, causing the dagger to deviate from its original direction, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Shen Ci swallowed in shock, and looked up, the person who saved him just now was actually Lu Chuan.

And the person behind the opponent is...

Before he had time to catch his breath, Lu Chuan felt his shoulders lighten, and the person lying behind him seemed to be snatched away. He turned his head and saw that Xiao Beicheng had jumped behind him at some point, and took away the trembling Junziyou. , "It's so cold, why don't you keep it in the mansion well, what are you doing here?"

"Speaking of which, half of this matter has something to do with me. I don't feel at ease staying out of it."

"The truth?"

"I miss you, good brother."

Seeing Jun Ziyou raised his head and leaned forward to kiss Xiao Beicheng, both Shen Ci and Lu Chuan didn't notice, so they quickly looked away, looked at each other, and smiled tacitly.

This kiss was passionate, and they reluctantly let go of each other until their breath was plundered and there was little left.

Jun Ziyou suffers from asthma, he is often short of breath, he always chokes himself when he takes a big breath, coughs while laughing, and stretches his restless hand into the man's neckline, insisting on sticking to the man's solid chest to warm himself The hands that were frozen stiff were still flicking at him recklessly.

"I don't see you for a day, my lord really misses me."

"If you don't tell the truth, just lie on the ground with him."

Xiao Beicheng raised his chin and pointed at Jun Zi'an who was still sitting on the ground in a daze. He was obviously threatening. Jun Ziyou sighed helplessly, thinking that this man is getting worse and worse, and he might not be able to play with him next time. him.

"Since the prince will appear here tonight, doesn't it mean that we have thought of a place? This is called a tacit understanding."

"There are only a few places in the capital where coffins are stored without being suspected. It's not difficult to think of this place."

"That's right, one is the mass graves in the west of the city, the other is the yizhuang where the remains of foreigners are temporarily stored, and the third is the auspicious birthday shop. The first two are in the suburbs, so they have to go out of the city no matter what, if only a few people come and go It can conceal people's eyes and ears, and if the coffin can be carried by a horse-drawn carriage, it is very difficult for people to not notice it. So in comparison, only this place is the most suspicious."

Jun Ziyou jumped out of Xiao Beicheng's embrace, and jumped off the eaves carefully, his ankle hurt a bit from the fall, he frowned and cried a few times, then went to the side of the courtyard wall to see the coffin that had just made a sound.

"Look, my lord, there are no corpses in these coffins, and the hollow wood will make a hollow sound after being hit, so it sounds like someone is trying to break free, but it is not the case."

"Where did the sound come from?"

"The coffin lid and the coffin body don't fit perfectly. There is a gap two fingers wide at the edge. Once the coffin lid moves, it will make a sound when it hits the coffin body. But..."

Junziyou raised the hem of his robe, bent and half-kneeled in front of the vertical coffin, squinted for a long time before realizing the clue, pulled out the folding fan from his waist, leaned the handle of the fan into the dim light, hooked it up, and pulled out a silk.

Xiao Beicheng poked at the stunned Lu Chuan, pulled him back and walked a few steps away, before asking in a low voice, "Are his eyes not very good these days?"

"There is no problem during the day, but at night, his vision becomes extremely poor. Even if there is a lamp in the room, he has to rely on someone to support him when he gets up. Just like this, he often stumbles and stumbles."

"It seems that Dr. Jiang said that he is night blind, and what he said is true."

"My lord? My lord!" The gentleman called out several times, and the man came back to his senses. He responded and stepped forward to look at it, and saw the man holding a thread and handing it to him, "Your lord, does this look familiar to you? "

To be honest, Xiao Beicheng has never seen this kind of silk thread that is as thick as silk, and its flexibility and hardness are incomparable to all things, but when it comes to iron thread, he is somewhat familiar with it. The murder weapon that killed Zhang Hongyi."

"That's right, although it was found out that the real murderer of General Zhang was Jiang Jun, the servant girl who died with him at the scene of Nanfeng Pavilion, but Jiang Jun's real identity was not found out, so there is no way to know him. The black hand who really wants to kill General Zhang behind the scenes."

"At that time, you suspected that it was written by Dark Crow, because at that time, the alchemy under the Southwest Trading Company produced a thin wire that was very similar to the murder weapon. Do you still think so now?"

Junziyou shook his head, "Strictly speaking, the Marquis of Ding'an Mansion is divided into two forces, one is the Southwest Commercial Firm of the old Marquis, and the other is the dark crow of the little Marquis. There are a lot of rumors about him, but you can’t listen to the wind and the rain, what he did may not be as complicated as we think. If this case really involves the past, I’m afraid that Zhang Hongyi’s case will also need to be re-investigated.”

At the beginning, this case ended with the guilty assassin committing suicide in prison. It was thoroughly investigated twice by Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It also needs to be cleaned up.

Just when everyone was attracted by this detail, Jun Zi'an boldly stood up and took a few steps towards the wreath where the ghost had just been discovered. He didn't dare to go forward, so he picked up a bamboo pole and fiddled with the eye-catching thing. Paper flowers.

His actions did not attract the attention of others, if he hadn't let out a heart-piercing scream, Xiao Beicheng would not be willing to look away from his sweetheart.

The person who was still full of affection and soft words just now turned his head with an impatient and extremely disdainful expression, and even his tone became perfunctory, "What's the matter with you, if you are afraid of seeing a ghost, go to Suyun Temple and ask for a life-saving talisman. Don't scream in this king's ear all day long."

"My lord, my lord, there is death, there are dead people..."

Hearing his words, the professionally sensitive Jun Ziyou jumped up first, and leaned closer to him, stretching his neck to see where the dead people were.

Jun Zi'an really didn't lie to him. Under the wreaths spread all over the floor, he could indeed see a pale human hand sticking out.

Xiao Beicheng had no choice but to come up to see the situation. Seeing the situation, he knew that outsiders like them could not handle the matter easily, so he immediately ordered Shen Ci to rush to Li Mansion and Shuntian Mansion, and invited Jiang Linyuan and Fu Yin Tan Jiuling , As for the master Bai Jin, he rushed to inform the Ye Mansion, and he came with the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment when the sky was getting dark.

"Last night, there was a lot of turmoil in order to arrest people, and for some unknown reason, I came to the Shoucai Shop and found the dead person. Can anyone explain what happened?" He was pulled out of the warm and soft blanket before he woke up, and he was in a bad mood right now.

Xiao Beicheng was too lazy to waste his words, Jun Ziyou kept looking at the place where the dead body was buried, and the job of explaining the reason fell to Shen Ci, a stupid head, who had to explain for a long time before he could understand the cause and effect.

At this time, Jun Zian, who was scared out of his wits, was placed by Lu Chuan in a corner where he was shivering, wrapped in a thick quilt, Jiang Linyuan shook his head when he saw his situation, "Why don't you let Mr. Jun go back to the mansion first?" , I already know the general situation, after a night of exhaustion, everyone should go back to rest earlier."

As soon as Jun Zian heard this, he was not happy, so he stood up and pretended to be indifferent, looking at people with his head up and his nostrils, "Don't look down on people, I won't be scared by this small scene, yes It's too cold... yes, it's too cold."

His face was pale, and his legs were still shaking. These words were really not convincing at all.Jiang Linyuan only thought that his kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, so he didn't say much, and waited and watched the atmosphere change.

Ye Lanchen was from Qin Nangui, and the young master looked down on Jun Zi'an, so he naturally couldn't give him any good looks in front of outsiders, so he went to say hello to Jun Ziyou who was squatting in front, "How about it? What did you find?"

Jun Ziyou had a confident smile eager to try, "Not yet, I'm an amateur now, and I don't have an official position. If I don't have all the adults around, how dare I flip the scene so easily."

He asked Bai Jin to help record the situation at the scene, including the angle of inclination of the wreath when it collapsed, all these details were drawn on the paper, and when it was almost done, he asked Shen Ci to help remove these obstructing objects.

He flipped open the paper money covering the body with his bare hands, and everyone couldn't help covering their mouths and noses when they saw this, for fear that they would be hit by this wave of frustration and ruin their luck.

But when they saw the whole body of the body, people's hearts sank.Tan Jiuling stared and pointed at the dead man lying motionless on the ground, his face and hands were terrified, and he stuttered, "Isn't this a paper man?"

Hearing that it was a paper man, Jun Zian finally pulled himself together, pushed away Lu Chuan who was standing in front of him, and stepped forward, without even wearing a quilt, as if he wanted to regain the face he had lost just now, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It's actually a paper man. It seems that there is no corpse at all. It's a mistake. It made all the adults read a joke. Disrespect and disrespect."

Shen Ci muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it you who misunderstood the first person...you actually have the nerve to say this." He was stared back as soon as he finished speaking, and he didn't dare to say any more.

However, Jun Zi'an was not at ease for too long, and Xiao Beicheng brought him back to reality with one sentence, "Have you ever seen a paper burner who would burn one as big as a real person, and he is not afraid of breaking the etiquette and rules, and being pushed to the ground " As he spoke, he leaned over and pressed the cigarette rod against the corpse's fingers, and the thin flame ignited the paper layer on the surface, and it was quickly extinguished.

After the paper layer was burnt, the real body underneath was exposed, which was a pair of hands covered with burns.

The author has something to say: touch your own bald head.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~