Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"In the private school of the Yue family, the skeletons were my mother, the secretary, his wife, concubine and son. After the family murder case, I dug out their bones, removed the flesh and blood, and made them immortal. specimens, let them be there forever to atone for me."

In the prison cell, Jiang Linyuan, who was interrogating Si Ye, and Bai Jin, who was taking notes, looked at each other. The shock in both of their eyes could not be concealed. The latter's hand holding the pen trembled, unable to believe what he heard. everything.

During the first battle of the private school, Chiyawei, who was ordered by the Queen Mother to eliminate the bandits, easily controlled the mob of the Miaofa Sect. King Jin and his wife, who failed to get support in time, almost became Si's ghosts.

However, at the thrilling moment, the young gentleman of Dali Temple, with reason and affection, finally persuaded his boss, who was once a defender of the law, to surrender his arms and subdue the law.

What's more, this good story has been compiled into a storybook, and the storytellers in the teahouse and restaurant must be able to tell a paragraph, otherwise they will be embarrassed to open their voices.

King Jin himself was stabbed in the heart, and he died most of the time. He hasn't woken up until now, so he naturally doesn't listen to these troubles. He fell asleep in the palace steadily, and no one dared to disturb him.

And the gentleman has both hands disabled, and after listening to Shenci's small-mouthed vernacular for a long time, he can babble better than the gentleman who memorized the book. How can there be fools who believe such nonsense?However, he was elated because of the sentence "Jin Wang and his wife", and he didn't deliberately ask people to refute the rumors. He felt that there was nothing wrong with spreading rumors like this.

He is not the same as Xiao Beicheng, the narrow-minded man who can pout his lips to the sky on the spot after hearing his scandal. As long as it is what he likes to hear, it doesn't matter how fake it is.

He didn't say anything because he was injured all over his body, Jiang Linyuan cried out in his heart first, he didn't know what to say when the old boss, Si Ye, was interrogated so as not to arouse his rebellious emotions.

It's strange to say that Si Ye was caught without a fight. He knew that he was going to die, so he shouldn't hide anything from what he did, because for him, there is no essential difference between one crime and ten crimes. Ling Chi spends thousands of dollars on hot pot slices of meat.

But the state he showed was really abnormal. From the private school to the prison, he had a calm face, as if he was a dying old man who was already ready to face death, and since he sat on this chair, he began to confess his innocence The crime was clear and organized, and Jiang Linyuan didn't even need to ask.

Just to be on the safe side, Jiang Linyuan still shackled him. His mood was so stable that people couldn't tell whether he had really accepted his fate or the calm before the storm. If there was anything abnormal, it was in his hands. The specimen that was held tightly.

Jiang Linyuan couldn't see clearly, so he roughly glanced at it. It was a butterfly corpse with interlaced black and blue wings, and its luster was still bright. Although it had gone through a chaotic battle, it was wrapped in wooden boards, and it seemed that it had not been damaged by external forces and was still preserved. intact.

Bai Jin once tried to take away the things in his hand, so that he could correct his attitude of being interrogated. Who would have imagined that as long as he got close to him without touching the butterfly, he would roar wildly like an angry lion. The tendency to hurt others and self-mutilation was a last resort, so Jiang Linyuan had no choice but to grant him privileges.

"I use a wonderful method to confuse ignorant people to believe in religion, and I will choose those whose appearance and shape conform to my imagination to become devotees of my 'picture scroll'."

"You mean, the victims who were infused with wax oil?"

Si Ye seemed not to have heard Jiang Linyuan's inquiry, and Gu Zi continued without being disturbed by his interference, "'Painting Scroll' is my long-standing ideal and spiritual sustenance. The New Year picture posted on the door is called "Picture of Immortals Conquering Demons and Subduing Demons", which is also the predecessor of Miaofa teaching method."

Holding the butterfly specimen, he put his feet on the edge of the chair, shrunk himself up, and showed a defensive posture of "stay away from strangers", with his forehead resting on his knees, and his voice was muffled and soft, as if he was not What he said and listened to was his own confession to heaven.

"The mysterious coffin case was done by Marquis Ding'an. He dug out several coffins and sent them to the capital at night because he knew that the gentleman had returned to Beijing. As long as he is here, my actions will be restricted. He has confidence I wouldn't do the same to Lin Xici, but he didn't expect that I would let Jin Wancai, a guy who failed to accomplish anything but failed to do so, spoil the situation."

Indeed, at that time, everyone thought that the only place in the capital capable of hiding multiple coffins without being discovered was the wonderful corpse hiding place of Jixiang Shoucaipu, but they never expected that it came from the Ding'anhou Mansion.

That being the case, how did Jin Wancai die?

Si Ye confessed: "It's useless to keep Jin Wancai. Not only is he a bastard who beats his wife and scolds his children, but he also likes to pretend to be clever and imitate my works. Haven't you all seen that some broken limbs are sealed with ointment in the urn at home? Arm, those are his disgusting 'masterpieces', sooner or later he will cause trouble and implicate me, so I also ended him in the way he yearned for."

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, he will die wrapped in paper, not because he opened a coffin shop and sold paper work, but because Junziyou was the first person he handled after he came to the capital. In one case, that is, the Oiran case, he used two paper figurines to solve the puzzle, so if you think about it, Jin Wancai's death is not too bad."

"I can't understand your criteria for measuring gains and losses at all." Jiang Linyuan replied briefly.

"Before the incident happened, Jin Wancai was already dead, so he had no chance to persuade his wife and children to go home that month. The corpse is hard to decompose in the ice and snow. It should be flawless. I thought he would not notice the difference. From the turbidity of the eyes of the dead body as an entry point, it is speculated that Jin Wancai has already died... As his subordinate and confidant, have you never wondered why he knows the way of autopsy and the logic of solving cases?"

Jiang Linyuan didn't take it seriously: "You said you are a close friend, isn't that reason enough?"

"Maybe it's a talent inherited from Lin Xici, or Jun Sigui taught him, I remember, the guy surnamed Jun is not very smart, and Lin Xici forced him to stuff the things in his mind. It may be that the child is very talented, and he has been properly guided the day after tomorrow."

Hearing Si Ye talking on his own, Bai Jin helped his forehead helplessly, "My lord, don't waste your energy, he is not listening to what you have to say at all."

"No, he is listening, it's just that we outsiders can't forcibly change his view."

Si Ye sneered at Jiang Linyuan's conjecture, and finally took a straight look at him, with a little admiration inside.

He kicked his legs and stretched his body, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the damp and seepage ceiling of the cell, muttering to himself: "Is this what Lin Xici saw before he died?"

"Who ordered you to do this? The Miaofa Cult recruiting followers is definitely not something you can do alone. There must be someone behind you!"

"I don't seem to have mentioned such a person. I would like to advise you, if you can willingly believe that these things are done by me alone, at least the rest of your life can be easy. If you don't listen to persuasion, then you will not have the rest of your life gone."

Jiang Linyuan slapped the table and said threateningly: "Stop lying here to confuse people! Don't think that I don't know who it is, you just don't dare to say it. Si Ye, you are destined to die. You have no relatives, no reason, no bond Wugua, so what if you confess, are you afraid that someone will chase you down and ask you to be held accountable?"

The other party has been working in Dali Temple longer than Jiang Linyuan, and this little trick is like playing tricks to him, Si Ye smiled, "I won't say, it's not because I want to bring the secret underground, but because I want to save You, you... and everyone who knows. A mayfly can't shake a tree, so why bother to fly to the flame and seek death. That's right, I'm talking about the gentleman's tour."

Jiang Linyuan clenched his fists with his hands hidden under the table, and he said these words with the intention of gnashing his teeth: "You were crazy and wanted to take Master Lin as your own, and you also wanted to save him!"

"Him? He's different. He's different from all of you. I know I don't deserve it, so I never ask for it. I just hope that he can shine in my future life, but I can't get him... Li Sansi sees through what I have. For everything he did, he didn't give me a chance to get him, so I tried every means to find someone to replace him, just like I couldn't get back the original butterfly, so I could only keep looking for a substitute similar to it. "

Speaking of this, he hugged the butterfly in his arms even tighter, just thinking that if he got Lin Xici, he would do what he did to Jun Ziyou that day when the incident happened, Jiang Linyuan felt terrified.

… No wonder Lin Xici’s last words to Li Sansi were to ask him to cremate his body, no wonder Junziyou’s first thing to do after learning the truth about the past was to set fire to Jingling Mausoleum, so that Lin Xici’s wish could be fulfilled and turned into a pile of ashes Well, if this insane pervert really gets Lin Xici's body, I don't know what horrible things he will do.

Bai Jin sighed endlessly, "Master Lin really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck before he came across such a conscienceless bastard like you, are you doing all this just to satisfy your very incomprehensible desire?! "

"Of course you don't understand! How could you know what kind of beautiful scenery I was redeemed back then? You don't know...you don't know." Si Ye was so excited that he almost stood up, and the chains rattled, forcing the jailer Had to shoot him down.

Soon, his mood returned to calm, and his anger came and went extremely quickly, and it took only a blink of an eye for him to be furious until there was no wave in Gujing.

He suddenly became quiet, which made Jiang Linyuan feel uneasy. He always felt that he might have a bigger conspiracy brewing, and under the influence of medicine and mental power, he once again stimulated the astonishing explosive power of the day before.

"If there is anything you don't understand, please ask as soon as possible. Anyway, I won't live for a few days. You should hurry up and pry the last bit of useful information from my mouth."

"You will be so kind?"

"Of course not doing charity for you, I have a request."

"please say."

Under the pressure of the jailer, Si Ye forcibly leaned forward, shortening the distance between him and Jiang Linyuan, and said clearly, "I want to see you, Junziyou."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~