Even if there was, it was just a ghost in the human heart.
Teach the disciple, and the master will starve to death.
This saying was not wrong at all.
Ji Yunshu ignored Wen Shisan's face and glanced at the cloth in his hand.
"It's useless even if you take this cloth because it doesn't belong to the murderer or the deceased."
Wen Shisan did not believe her. "Then how do you explain the presence of a cloth here?"
"Didn't I teach you that when this kind of hemp cloth comes into contact with water or any soluble water, whether it's soft or hard, or even the color, it will change? The looseness of the thread at the incision of the cloth in your hand looks like it was left a few days ago, but it will dry up the moment it comes into contact with water. The thread at the incision will also tighten, so the time it took to tear off the cloth is naturally shortened. It's obvious that this cloth was left here ten days ago. But if you think that this cloth is evidence, then keep it well. "
After saying that, she walked around him and to the other side.
Wen Shisan was speechless. He clutched the cloth in his hand and crumpled it into a ball.
In the end, he put the cloth away.
At this time …
"Milord, the village head is here."
A messenger from the capital governor's office reported.
A man in a straw raincoat and bamboo hat hurried in, his feet splashing through the water. Because the bamboo hat was so low, his face could not be seen clearly.
The man seemed to have run over, panting heavily.
He raised his hand and bowed to the crowd.
"Greetings to the two princes and the capital governor."
Jing Rong frowned.
Jing Rong frowned and asked, "What happened?"
The capital governor explained, "Your Highness, before you came, this lowly official informed the village head of the Zhang Family Village. After all, this temple belongs to the Zhang Family Village, so if there's anything you don't understand or need to understand, it would be more convenient to have the village head here."
Oh my, this guy is so meticulous!
Village Head Zhang raised his head, revealing his wrinkled face. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties.
He began to complain, "I didn't expect the heavy rain to cause the collapse of this temple and even topple the Buddha. This is inauspicious, but who knew that there was a well under the Buddha, and in the well … there were so many skeletons. Now, the entire village doesn't dare to go out at night."
He sighed.
As the chief of a village, there was nothing he could do when encountering such a situation.
He could only hope that this case would be solved quickly.
Jing Rong asked, "Village Chief, this Prince would like to know, where did the well beneath this Buddha statue come from?"
"This …" Village Chief Zhang shook his head. "I don't know either. This temple has been built for almost a hundred years. The ancestors never mentioned that there was a well under the Buddha."
"Does anyone in the village know?"
"I've already asked once. They all said they don't know." The village chief frowned.
Jing Yi walked over and continued to ask, "I heard that you were the one who discovered the corpse at the bottom of the well."
"Yes, I found it, so I quickly reported it to the authorities."
"It was raining heavily at that time, and the water level in the entire village was rising. Why were you here? And in the middle of the night. "
It was like interrogating a criminal!
Village Chief Zhang shuddered and stammered, "That day … it rained heavily, and the water level in the village rose. Everyone rushed to take shelter. At that time … I was worried that the temple would leak, so I came to take a look, and then …"
Before he could finish his words —
Jing Rong said sternly, "You're lying!"
Village Chief Zhang was stunned!
"I … I didn't."
"At that time, the water level was rising. You couldn't even save your own life, so why would you come to this broken temple? If this isn't a lie, then what is it?"
"I …"
"Still not going to tell the truth? Do you really want this Prince to punish you? "
Hearing this, Village Chief Zhang panicked and hurriedly said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Not long after, the people in the village fell sick one after another. Every year, one or two people would die, and they were all young and strong men. The doctors we invited all said that it was because the Buddha had split open, so we offered incense every day, praying that no more people would die. That night, just like the heavy rain from ten years ago, I was worried that something would happen to the Buddha again, so I came over. I didn't expect that the Buddha would actually collapse, and with it, so many people died. I don't know if our village will suffer a calamity. "
Extremely frightened!
Oh?
Such a strange thing could happen?
Jing Rong said, "There is no such thing as supernatural powers in this world."
Jing Yi interrupted, "Prince Rong, please don't say that. Gods and ghosts cannot be blasphemed."
"If you believe it, then it exists. If you don't, then it doesn't."
"The world is so big that nothing is too strange."
"Even if it exists, it's a ghost in people's hearts."
"…"
Jing Yi couldn't continue.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier.
The sky was covered in dark clouds. Even though it was broad daylight, it was so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers.
The Capital Governor was worried, "Prince Rong, Prince Yi, the rain is getting heavier. If we go back the way we came, I'm afraid there will be an accident."
Village Chief Zhang hurriedly added, "Yes, the road is not easy to walk on, even in a horse carriage. If the two Princes don't mind, why don't we go to the Zhang family's ancestral hall first? It's spacious there, and you can take shelter from the rain. It won't be too late to leave when the rain stops and the sky brightens."
Jing Rong and Jing Yi looked at each other.
They looked at Ji Yunshu and Wen Shisan with tacit understanding.
They asked.
Ji Yunshu nodded.
Wen Shisan nodded.
Then —
Before the sky darkened, everyone left the dilapidated temple.
They arrived at the Zhang family's ancestral hall in less than thirty minutes.
Before entering the house, Jing Rong picked up a few very small stones from the ground.
Ji Yunshu happened to see it.
"Why are you picking up stones?"
"Useful."
Huh?
He pretended to be mysterious.
When they entered the ancestral hall, it was just as Village Chief Zhang said. It was very spacious inside, with eleven or twelve tables for people to rest.
Many villagers were sitting inside.
The villagers had probably never seen so many people come to the village, and they were all well-dressed upper-class people. They all looked at each other, stunned, and no one said a word.
Village Chief Zhang hurriedly explained, "Because of the heavy rain, many houses are uninhabitable, so some of the villagers moved here."
Only then did everyone kneel on the ground and kowtow.
"Greetings, Prince Rong, Prince Yi."
Looking at the commoners on the ground, Jing Rong's eyes sank, his heart aching.
"Get up, we're the ones disturbing you. We're using this place to rest, there's no need to bow.
”
Everyone stood up.
Jing Yi sneered, "Hypocrites."
He sat down at the table.
He had a 'I'm the best' look on his face!
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