The Way of the Priest
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Ministry of Justice.
Jing Yi and Jing Rong arrived at almost the same time.
The two of them were like two tigers with razor-sharp teeth meeting in the arena. In order to become the king, they would fight to the death.
Jing Yi maintained his unyielding attitude. His chin was raised, and his eyes, which were infused with power and desire, swept over the calm and composed Jing Rong, as well as Ji Yunshu and the others behind him. Then, a look of disdain appeared on his face.
Sneering, he said, "You're really capable, to be able to turn the tables on me."
Jing Rong's calm face did not show the slightest emotion. He mocked, "In order to win, you are willing to sacrifice the lives of innocent people, but don't forget that the truth always speaks louder than words."
"It's still unknown whether you can produce any evidence. Be careful not to fail miserably."
"You should say these words to yourself." Jing Rong's lips curled into a smile. He leaned forward and whispered into Jing Yi's ear.
First, "Knowing when to stop is the best strategy."
Ah!
'Knowing when to stop is the best policy.'
These words were like a deadly poison, spreading through Jing Yi's entire body in an instant.
He tilted his head and whispered into Jing Rong's ear, "Then I'll leave you with a word of advice. Behave yourself."
After he finished speaking, he led the others inside.
When Wen Shisan passed by Ji Yunshu, he paused and glanced at her. His eyes were no longer as arrogant and proud as before.
Ji Yunshu met his gaze and felt that his eyes were … apologetic!
'Am I seeing things?'
Wen Shisan immediately withdrew his gaze and went inside.
Jing Rong and the others followed closely behind him.
Inside the main hall of the Ministry of Justice.
Today, Lord Li made an exception and allowed the commoners to enter for the hearing.
Many people came, blocking the entrance so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
Gao Meng's companions also came!
Even the Village Head of the Zhang Family Village had arrived.
Sir Li sat in the main hall, his expression solemn, and there was an indescribable apprehension.
Kneeling below was Zhang Daqi, who had been escorted back from the execution ground. Although he did not die after being tortured like that, he had long been scared out of his wits by the executioner's broadsword. Before, he was a pile of mud, but now he was like a piece of meat hanging on the chopping board after escaping death. At any time, he could be escorted back to the execution ground again and experience that moment of fear and powerlessness.
Jing Rong and Jing Yi stood on either side of Zhang Daqi.
The two stood opposite each other.
Official Li said, "The Emperor has ordered a retrial of this case. This official will hold a retrial in the Ministry of Justice."
His voice reverberated in the large lobby.
He continued, "However, this case has already been recorded in the Supreme Court and the Ministry of Justice. If there is new evidence to prove that the murderer is not Zhang Daqi, as long as the evidence is conclusive, I will report it to His Majesty."
Show me the evidence!
After hearing this, Jing Yi sneered and tilted his head to look at Jing Rong. He raised his voice, "Since you dared to send people to the execution ground to keep people alive, you must have evidence. Since that is the case, why don't you show it in front of Sir Li and all these commoners? I want to see it."
Jing Rong was not in a hurry. Instead, he suddenly looked at Village Head Zhang.
Being stared at, Village Head Zhang trembled.
He did not dare to make a sound.
He asked, "Village Head Zhang, do you know the origin of the dry well under the Buddha?"
"Origin? I... I don't know. "
"If this prince remembers correctly, you said that about ten years ago, the Buddha in the dilapidated temple suddenly had many small cracks. After that, strange things began to happen in your Zhang Family Village. Every year, one or two young people would die of illness, right?"
"Yes... yes."
"Then do you know that before the Buddha was built, something similar happened in your Zhang Family Village?"
Ah!
Village Head Zhang was shocked. "How... how is that possible? The Buddha was built about a hundred years ago. Something like that happened at that time? "
He was the village head. How could he not know?
Jing Rong said, "It's not surprising that you don't know. After the Buddha was built, that incident was concealed."
"Ah?"
Village Head Zhang was surprised.
Lord Li was also puzzled. "Your Highness, is this related to the Dried Well Case?"
"Of course it's related!"
"Then?"
Jing Rong looked at Ji Yunshu with great trust in his eyes and said, "Let Teacher Ji explain it to everyone."
Ji Yunshu nodded. She stepped forward and bowed to Lord Li. "This humble one has always liked telling stories. Now, let me tell everyone a story."
Story?
Telling a story at this time?
How leisurely and elegant.
Among the crowd of onlookers outside the Ministry of Justice's main hall, an old man was being supported by someone. He was watching the situation inside with interest.
Due to his poor health, he coughed a few times.
Ji Yunshu began to speak in an orderly manner. "In fact, the Dried Well Case should start from before the Buddha was built in the dilapidated temple. Why did the Zhang Family Village build a Buddha? Why was there a dry well under the Buddha? I'm afraid that even Village Head Zhang and the older generation of the village don't know about it. However, this humble one was lucky enough to learn a big secret. "
Everyone listened and waited for her to continue.
"About a hundred years ago, the Zhang Family Village was just like it is now. Almost every year, one or two young people would lose their lives. At first, no one paid attention to it. As the situation worsened, everyone suspected that the village's Fengshui was bad and attracted some unclean things. You may ask, what does this have to do with the Buddha and the dry well? I'll show you something, and you'll naturally understand. "
She took out a piece of paper.
The paper was a little tattered and even yellowed.
She carefully unfolded it.
"There are 32 words written on it. Let me read them to you. The bottom of the Buddha is open. The seven bones are connected to the heart. The long iron locks the soul. From the top to the middle, the evil must die. With blood sacrifice, the Buddha in the well disperses all evil."
The bottom of the Buddha is open. The seven bones are connected to the heart. The long iron locks the soul. From the top to the middle, the evil must die. With blood sacrifice, the Buddha in the well disperses all evil?
Lord Li asked, "What does this mean?"
"This is a form of sacrifice."
"Huh?"
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