Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 29|The scene of the crime

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The man was Qin Wu, wearing a suit of iron armor, and Hong Jun immediately went to call for someone. Qin Wu fell to the ground, choked, convulsing, and looked up at the King Fudo Ming who was enshrined in the front hall. King Fudo Ming glared at him in the moonlight, his six-armed magic weapon held high, showing his majesty.

With the sound of footsteps, Hongjun hurried out with Li Jinglong. Li Jinglong only glanced at it and said, "Is the blood on the outside washed away?"

Artai, Mo Rigen, and Qiu Yongsi also woke up, Artai probed out the door, then wore pajamas and walked out quickly. The ring in his hand released water vapor, and he swept across the entire long street with a whirlwind, washing away. Remove the blood stains left by Qin Wu. Then leave the alley and go to the main street to clean up.

"Fetch water and wash his whole body." Li Jinglong said, "Hongjun, go and prepare to calm down, hurry!"

Qin Wu's armor was removed, lying in the patio, his lips trembled, and a **** smell. Morigen whispered: "I'm coming."

Like the nightmare that drove Hongjun away that night, Morigen put his hand on Qin Wu's forehead to calm him down.

"I...killed them." Qin Wu said with a trembling voice.

"How many people were killed?" Li Jinglong replied, "I will surrender early tomorrow morning. Xiao Wu, kill and pay! Pay your debts! A man, why dare you not be a man!"

Qin Wu’s facial features were twisted, crying, and said: “I’m going to the Zheng family to seek revenge, Zheng Wenbin is with my aunt and...I will take him, and his family...and my aunt...one And killed..."

Li Jinglong: "A family?! Qin Wu! You are crazy!"

"Help me, help me..." Qin Wu choked, holding Li Jinglong's hand, Hong Jun was stunned, but when he recalled seeing Qin Wu in the daytime, he felt the heavy atmosphere , And the action of wiping the sword, as if everything had been foreshadowed.

"Someone is holding my hand." Qin Wu was very painful, clutching Li Jinglong, as if grabbing a straw, and trembling, "I don't want to kill that child, I don't want to kill, I just want to kill me Auntie and Zheng Wenbin..."

Li Jinglong shook Qin Wu abruptly, walked aside, and couldn't help breathing. Hongjun looked up at Li Jinglong and saw tears rolling in his eyes.

He returned after cleaning up the traces outside the door, and replied, "Wash the house too."

Then Artai waved a fan, and the mist erupted, and everyone's faces were soaked. Li Jinglong roared: "Don't make trouble!"

Atay was yelled inexplicably, and had to say: "He was kindly struck by lightning. If you don't wash it, you won't wash it. Why is it so fierce?"

"Tomorrow morning, you must surrender. If you don't go, I will take you there." Li Jinglong said to Qin Wu, "You take turns to look at him, Hongjun gives him some soothing powder, don't overdo it." Said that Bi Jing entered the room by himself, closed the door heavily, and made a noise.

"Who is this person?" Qiu Yongsi still doesn't know Qin Wu's identity, but Hong Jun felt a bit strange in his heart. Qin Wu seemed very important to Li Jinglong.

"I don't know." Hongjun replied listlessly, and Morigen asked everyone to go back to the room and continue to sleep, and just be responsible for the night watch.

"Long history." Hongjun also knocked on Li Jinglong's door specially. But there was no answer, so I had to give up.

The next morning, when everyone came out, Li Jinglong's expression returned to normal, and Qin Wu in the patio was gone.

"He's gone." Morigen said, "I followed him to the gate of Dali Temple and never came out."

Li Jinglong closed his eyes, sighed, and replied: "Many things are destined, so why should I do it?"

After breakfast, Li Jinglong was about to send a task to his subordinates, but Lian Hao came again with the file. Li Jinglong had to let Mo Rigen go to rest, and Artest, Qiu Yongsi, and Hong Jun went out to investigate the case by himself. He had just left the Exorcism Division with his front foot, but Hongjun followed his back foot.

"Go back." Li Jinglong turned around and said.

"They asked me to accompany you." Hongjun insisted.

Li Jinglong stopped, did not say anything, turned around and continued walking, Hongjun followed him. It was the first time he saw such a heavy hostility on a mortal last night, when Qin Wu rushed in with a whole body of blood , Hongjun only felt that he was like a demon who killed countless people.

Li Jinglong sighed and said: "You have to buy some horses, otherwise it is not convenient to go out."

The two walked in tandem. Hongjun felt that Qin Wu was very pitiful, but it was very uncomfortable to see Li Jinglong care about him so much. He obviously treated Li Jinglong so badly, but Li Jinglong was so sad because of him. For a while, Hongjun seemed to have two carp monsters arguing. One said angrily: Obviously it is my long history, and there is still this past, which made him so sad!

The other carp monster blamed: Qin Wu is so miserable, do you still hate him?

The first carp monster began to make a big noise: Why? ! Why do you say? ! What's the matter with me, someday if Zhongming picks up a child again, won't he also **** my dad? !

So Hongjun was so entangled. He followed Li Jinglong all the way through an alley. Li Jinglong asked: "Do you want to eat noodles?"

"Eat." Hongjun laughed again.

Li Jinglong was in a better mood and said, "Smile, everything is good, why are you so upset?"

"You are sad." Hongjun said truthfully, "I can't be happy either."

Li Jinglong asked Hongjun to sit down and order noodles. Now that he has money, he can eat whatever he wants, but he still can’t get enough energy. He said, “I wanted to persuade him yesterday, but others couldn’t persuade him for these things. , You can only rely on yourself."

"He killed someone." Hongjun said, "The first person that comes to mind is you, which proves...um..."

He observed Li Jinglong's face, and gradually learned to look at people's expressions, so he ate the last part of the sentence so as not to make him sad again.

When Li Jinglong heard this, he seemed to feel something. He glanced at Hongjun and his frown stretched a little.

Hong Jun: "?"

Li Jinglong: "Nothing."

The two had breakfast in this strange atmosphere. Li Jinglong said: "Don't eat too much, you can only eat one bowl today."

Hongjun insisted. In the end, Li Jinglong couldn't help but let him eat two bowls. Hongjun said: "I will give the money myself."

"It's not a matter of money." Li Jinglong said, "You have a long history and I have money now. It is enough to invite the boss home to make ramen for you every day, I'm afraid you..."

"What are you afraid of me?" Hongjun said, "Don't underestimate me."

"Good, good." Li Jinglong said, "You have enough."

This noodle stall is a well-known 50-year-old shop in Chang'an. It specializes in braised goose noodles. After the wide noodles are cooked, the sea bowls are lined up, and they are specially selected for 56-day young gooses. Only ten are out.

The marinade is changed every year. On weekdays, only the broth is added. The goose meat is very tender. The goose meat is chopped with a sharp knife, and then half a goose wing is poured. The brine is poured, the aroma is tangy, and the wide face is white. , The goose is golden and tender, Hong Jun eats two bowls.

An hour later, the two of them had just entered the underground morgue after Dali Temple, and Hongjun vomited before they could make five steps.

Li Jinglong asked with concern: "Is it all right."

Hong Jun: "..."

Li Jinglong asked Hao Zuo to fetch water and rinse Hongjun's mouth. Hongjun faced a jar and vomited so dimly. Li Jinglong said, "Please don't eat too much, you won't listen, let you don't follow up and you won't do it. , See?"

Hongjun waved his hand quickly, Li Jinglong pushed him out and waited. Hongjun said: "I will vomit again, just vomit for a while."

Li Jinglong held him with one hand and a piece of spice in the other, holding it in front of Hongjun's nose, holding him all the way forward.

When Hongjun saw the scene in the morgue, it was shocking, including the headless corpse that Morigen went to investigate last night, as well as the patients who were bleeded to death by the doctor. The abnormal deaths were sent to this place for inspection by Wu. Only after the cause of death can the family be taken home.

Li Jinglong asked Hongjun to stand upright and wanted to cover his eyes, but Hongjun waved his hand to indicate that he did not want to. Li Jinglong changed his left hand around his neck, covered his mouth and nose with spices, and uncovered the blood-stained linen with the other hand. Out the corpse.

The corpse of the Hu Ren was chopped to a mess, and the blood was already drained.

"Injured by a sharp weapon." Li Jinglong said.

Hong Jun: "Hmm."

Hongjun is a little better. Either he has never seen a dead person on the way to Chang'an, or he was vomited by the corpse qi.

Li Jinglong uncovered the linen one by one, looked at them one by one, and said: "They were all killed by weapons, not monsters."

Hongjun frowned and looked at one of them for a while. Li Jinglong saw one of them and said: "This is suicidal, the wound is smooth, the angle is tricky, and it goes straight into the heart..." As he grabbed the corpse's hand, he squinted in a posture. It is the action of stabbing the heart with a knife.

"It's not a monster." Li Jinglong said, and went to check the next one.

Hongjun looked at the corpse, examined his expression, and seemed to feel something.

"Don't touch it." Li Jinglong said, "You don't wear gloves."

Hongjun got closer and took a closer look. Li Jinglong asked, "What do you want to do?" He took off the gloves and handed one to Hongjun. The silk gloves still carry the temperature of his palm.

Hongjun put it on, stroking the corpse's cheek, and after a day and night of death, the corpse became very stiff. Hongjun said: "Look?"

He moved the head of the corpse a little, opened the eyelids of the corpse, and what caught Li Jinglong's eyes was a face with open eyes and extreme fear.

This expression, Hong Jun just saw last night, is exactly the twisted and hideous facial features of Qin Wu when he rushed into the Exorcist Division.

Li Jinglong furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, and said: "He saw something terrifying."

Hongjun said: "The reason why I chased the flying mastiff into Chang'an was because I heard a scream while sleeping outside the city, and then chased it out and saw a corpse..."

"The expression is the same?" Li Jinglong said.

If it weren't for Hongjun's words, Li Jinglong would have almost missed it. He turned back and stared at the corpse with Hongjun. But the death of a mortal is a peaceful death or unwillingness. At the moment before death, his expression will more or less freeze on his face. Although Li Jinglong knows this truth, he rarely sees people killed by monsters. So I walked past him.

"Since he committed suicide." Hongjun said, "You shouldn't be so scared before he died."

"It will be panic, but it should be another kind of panic." Li Jinglong said, "Let's continue watching."

Hongjun closed his eyelids and said in a low voice: "Go to bliss, don't fall to hell." He turned to follow Li Jinglong, checked all the corpses, and came out to Dali Temple. /

"Go to the scene." Li Jinglong began to think. He borrowed a horse from Dali Temple. When he went out, he happened to see Hu Sheng talking with Huang Yong. Seeing him lead the horse, Hu Sheng took a deep breath and turned towards Li Jinglong said: "Qin Wu, do you remember?"

"I already know." Li Jinglong said as usual.

Huang Yong said in shock: "How did Li Changshi learn about it?"

"Fudo Mingwang told me." Li Jinglong nodded politely and replied.

Hu Sheng said: "Jing Long, do you think you can beg for him in front of His Majesty and Yang Xiang?"

Li Jinglong turned on his horse in front of the two of them, and said: "One thought, I will bear it. Hongjun, go."

Hongjun went up, still riding behind Li Jinglong, Li Jinglong flicked the rein, galloped his horse, and left Dali Temple.

Lu Hongjun didn't dare to say much. When he got outside the Zheng's house, Li Jinglong thought for a while, but he got off his horse and walked inside. Yang Guozhong's butler, Long Wujun deputy commander Wen Xiao, officials from Dali Temple, and officials from the Criminal Ministry were all present. Seeing Li Jinglong had come, everyone knew that he was the celebrity in front of the emperor and nodded at him.

The scene was extremely tragic. The hall was full of blood, and blood was dragged to the door. You could see the despair and pain of the dying man when he fled.

"This bloodstain is Zheng Wenbin's mother." Wen Xiao said, "When he was nearly seventy years old, Xiao Wu stabbed her in the front, and then caught up with her from behind, which ended up being her."

Li Jinglong said: "I'm afraid that the brothers in the army don't know the inside story, so I can't help but redress for Xiaowu."

Wen Xiao sighed and sent Li Jinglong out. For this and other things, Long Wujun since Hu Sheng and below will be held accountable, and no one has had a good time.

"The people's grievances accumulated by the Yang family reached the culmination." Wen Xiao said, "The Shenwu Army and the Yulin Army have run into them. Those who should be beaten have been beaten, and those who should be punished have been punished. Floating, plus deduction of military pay, has long been dissatisfied, I am afraid that someone will use the topic to play, and I can’t hold it down."

When Li Jinglong was about to speak, he suddenly felt that Hongjun was still standing in the hall and said: "Hongjun?!"

Hongjun stood quietly, feeling the hostility of a young and old in the hall last night, the grievances could hardly be dissipated, he muttered a few supernatural incantations, but it was useless, and suddenly stretched out his hand behind his back , But Li Jinglong grabbed his wrist and took him away so that he would not look anymore.

"There is a heavy hostility in this blood." Hongjun said.

Li Jinglong rode Hongjun around the long street and said, "Hongjun, you promise me."

"What?"

"Whenever, wherever, whatever happens, when you can’t control your anger, always think about your history and me." Li Jinglong said every word, "The difference in one thought leads to such a misfortune, not only Only you."

"No." Hongjun replied, "I am not him."

"You are a good boy." Li Jinglong said casually, "But the power of the exorcist is far beyond ordinary people. In the world of killing demons and eliminating demons, they are often not understood by ordinary people."

Hongjun thought that was true, but in any case, he would not lose his reason like Qin Wu and do the slaughter of people.

The third place was the scene of the murder of his wife. Blood was splashed on the walls. The scene was horrible, especially the couch was soaked in blood, and the wall was covered with **** handprints. The hostility that Hongjun felt today was more than any day before, which made him feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Li Jinglong asked him to go out and check the room carefully, but Hongjun noticed a piece in the corner and asked: "What is this?"

A dark half-moon-shaped piece of iron.

Li Jinglong replied: "In the blacksmith's house, it must be armor."

Hongjun took the iron piece and stroked the sharp edge with his fingers. Li Jinglong asked: "What? Do you think this thing is wrong?"

Hongjun squinted his eyes and looked at the sun with the iron piece.

"Take it away." Li Jinglong said, "Go back and take a closer look."

The next place is to leave the city and head to Pingheliang. Pingheliang is a large prairie. It was almost dusk when he arrived. Hongjun stretched his waist and walked with Li Jinglong across the official road across the prairie to inspect the scene.

"They are camping here." Li Jinglong found the embers of the campfire and said, "Prepare to drive into Chang'an the next day."

"Are the goods here?" Hongjun asked.

Li Jinglong looked at Hongjun with a smile in his eyes and said: "It's all here, not for money or death. You are more and more like an exorcist."

Hong Jun: "I just want to ask if there are any leftovers, and find some dry food..."

Li Jinglong: "..."

"The man stabbed one to death first." Li Jinglong pointed to a spot of blood and said, "The deceased is here. Then he wiped another person's throat and died...here." He turned to another place.

"This man is very strong." Hongjun said, "The body is almost as tall as Qiu Yongsi."

"Um." Li Jinglong said, "It should be the bodyguard of the caravan, so the person he stabbed first is also the two bodyguards. Then, the unarmed businessman is killed like a lamb."

"Where did he die?" Hongjun asked.

The scene has been destroyed. Li Jinglong could not judge based on the blood stains. Hongjun went around a few times and suddenly said: "Long history, come and see!"

Hongjun stood behind a big rock, where there are also blood stains, and said: "There is a person hiding here."

Li Jinglong pondered for a moment, and said, "But there is no blood nearby, it's not like a survivor. You can see that the grass hasn't fallen down, and there are no footprints nearby, it's not like a trace of escape."

The two looked at each other, and Hongjun understood Li Jinglong's inference that if he was a hidden businessman, he would be dragged out of the stone and beheaded on the spot, leaving traces. In other words--

"Hiding behind the stone is the executioner who killed suddenly, and the bodyguard who committed suicide at last." Li Jinglong put on Hongjun's shoulders and squatted behind the stone with him, looking towards the scene of the crime and said, "What is he looking at?"

Hongjun got up hurriedly, ran to the campfire stained with purple and black blood, and turned around to look around.

Li Jinglong frowned and thought. He walked slowly, Hongjun turned and looked at Li Jinglong first, then the ground. When the two looked together, they saw an extremely inconspicuous lodging path on the meadow.

Li Jinglong took a deep breath and followed the lodging path towards the edge of the meadow, where there was a woods with broken branches on the ground. The two looked up together, and Li Jinglong said, "Whether people or monsters, they hid in the tree that night and watched them."

There are no traces of leaving, only the very faint traces from the trees to near the campfire.

"Flew here?" Li Jinglong said.

Hongjun replied: "It is possible."

Li Jinglong: "What monster can fly?"

Hongjun: "Many monsters can fly, and they won't be counted until tomorrow morning."

Li Jinglong had to give up.