In Yang Xuan's eyes, the mass grave that Yu Jiu had mentioned was indeed a mess.
On the almost endless yellow grass beach, there were big and small tombs, both well-known and unknown.
Some of the tombs had tombstones, while others were just small mounds of grass.
Yang Xuan stood in the air and looked around. There were probably thousands of tombstones hidden among the grass.
A large tomb in the southeast corner had clearly been dug up, revealing coffins that had either decayed or turned into mud.
Yang Xuan spread out his Divine Telekinesis. Other than the four hidden guards, he did not find anything else.
He landed in front of an excavated tomb. Feng Shisan, Lei Shijiu, and Dian Qi surrounded him.
"Your Highness!" Feng Shisan looked serious as he half-knelt in front of Yang Xuan.
"What did you find?" Yang Xuan asked faintly.
"Your Highness, other than the Saint's clothes, we found nothing else," Feng Shisan lowered his head and said.
Lei Shijiu and Dian Qi also lowered their heads.
With such a thing happening right under their noses, all of them felt ashamed.
"Get up!" Yang Xuan did not express his opinion as he took two steps forward, his gaze landing on the grave that had been dug up.
This tomb was obviously new. It was buried less than a month ago. The red satin in the coffin was still very bright. Yang Xuan even saw some cheap jewelry buried with it.
It seemed that this was a woman's new tomb.
Yang Xuan's eyes were as calm as water. He stood there quietly without any joy or sorrow.
Without the others knowing, he had spread out his Divine Telekinesis and covered the entire mass grave.
The four guards stood behind him and looked at each other, but they did not say anything.
They still could not figure out the temperament of the Azure Heaven Saint.
After a while, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Find out who is buried in this tomb. I want to know her information."
"Yes!" Yu Jiu, who was behind him, responded and disappeared instantly. Not long after, he appeared again.
She had already made the arrangements, and it wouldn't take long for the results to arrive.
Yang Xuan continued to walk forward. After passing by several burglary tombs, he suddenly stopped in front of another tomb.
This was a nameless grave. There was no tombstone, and there was no coffin in the hole that had been dug. Only a tattered mat was left behind.
The mat was old and covered with mud.
Yang Xuan stared at the mat for a long time before saying, "Investigate!"
"Yes!" Yu Jiu replied again and disappeared.
After that, Yang Xuan stood quietly in place. No one knew what he was thinking.
Two hours later, Yu Jiu appeared again.
"Your Highness, we've found out!" Yu Jiu's gaze was strange, and he reported in a low voice, "It's a village not far from here. The grave in front belongs to a woman from the village, her name is Li Xiuxiu. She was newly married for only seven days, and she suffered from an acute illness. This grave belongs to a down-and-out scholar from the village, his name is Zhou Shouyuan. He suffered from a serious illness and died three days before the woman. "
Yang Xuan nodded and said, "Fourth Guard, the rest of you stay here and look carefully for clues. Yu Jiu, follow me to the village to take a look!"
"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison.
The village wasn't far, only about twenty miles away. With Yang Xuan and Yu Jiu's speed, they naturally arrived in the blink of an eye.
When the two of them landed at the entrance of the village, Yang Xuan looked at the dilapidated village and suddenly asked Yu Jiu, "What's the name of this village?"
"Zhou Village. Most of the people in the village have the surname Zhou," Yu Jiu replied.
Yang Xuan nodded and walked into the village first.
After a few steps, Yang Xuan saw a large pagoda tree at the entrance of the village. Under the pagoda tree, there was a millstone. Beside the millstone sat an old man with a white beard, smoking a pipe.
Yang Xuan stared at the pagoda tree for a long time, then walked in front of the old man and asked, "Sir, I have something to ask you."
The old man cracked a smile, revealing half of his missing teeth, and said with an accent, "Sure, what do you want to ask?"
Yang Xuan also smiled and didn't mind. He sat on the millstone beside the old man and asked, "Do you know Zhou Shouyuan?"
"Oh, you're talking about that kid Shouyuan. What a pity, what a pity." The old man took two puffs of his pipe, shook his head, and sighed, "He's a good kid, but his life is very hard. He's sick, his heart is higher than the sky, but his life is thinner than paper. Sigh."
Yang Xuan asked, "How did he die?"
The old man wasn't wary of Yang Xuan, so he answered, "He died of illness. He spat out blood for three days. Sigh, poor kid. He has no family, and no one to treat him. He's gone just like that."
Yang Xuan nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "What about Li Xiuxiu? Do you know her?"
Hearing Li Xiuxiu's name, the old man's face changed. "Bah, don't mention that vixen to me. If it wasn't for that girl, Shouyuan would've lived a few more days."
"Vixen?" Yang Xuan stared at the old man.
"Hmph, Shouyuan was very honest. He liked that girl. She didn't like Shouyuan, but she didn't say anything and kept dragging it out. In the end, she married Zhou Heizi, and Shouyuan died of anger."
Yang Xuan looked at Yu Jiu. Yu Jiu understood and walked into the village.
Yang Xuan stood up and said to the old man, "Old man, thank you."
The old man grinned. "You're a constable, right? You're investigating the grave in the mass grave, aren't you? Investigate carefully. Don't let that thing run away. "
Yang Xuan smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, it won't run away."
After saying that, he waved his hand and said goodbye to the old man before walking into the village.
After a few steps, Yu Jiu appeared beside him and whispered, "Your Highness, Zhou Heizi's original name was Zhou Xiaohei. He was born and raised in Zhou Zhai Village. He had a silk business in the county not far away. He could be considered a rich person in the village, but he's gone missing. No one knows where he went."
Yang Xuan didn't deny it and said, "Let's go to Zhou Shouyuan's house."
Yu Jiu had already investigated Zhou Shouyuan's house, so he brought Yang Xuan to a small, run-down courtyard in the east of the village.
Yang Xuan didn't hesitate and went to open the door.
Creak!
The broken wooden door slid open, and Yang Xuan entered the courtyard. The first thing he saw was a locust tree in the courtyard.
The locust tree's crown was very large and blocked out the sunlight, making the courtyard look a little gloomy.
There was a stone table under the locust tree. The stone table was clean and clean, without any dust.
Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "How long has Zhou Shouyuan been dead?"
Yu Jiu didn't hesitate. "Seventeen days."
Yang Xuan looked at the stone table again, but didn't say anything and went into the house.
The furnishings in the house were very simple, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the house was bare. The only thing that was worth anything was a bookshelf in the corner.
There were seven or eight thread-bound books on the bookshelf.
Yang Xuan walked over and casually picked out a book.
"Strange Tales of Ghosts?" Yang Xuan looked at the title of the book and read it softly.
After putting down the book, he took out another one.
"Records of the Dead?" Yang Xuan had a strange look in his eyes.
He looked at the other books. Most of them were books on ghosts and monsters. The only normal book was a book on botany.
"Even Confucius didn't talk about ghosts and monsters. This Zhou Shouyuan seems to be very interested in ghosts and monsters," Yang Xuan said.
Yu Jiu had a strange expression. "Who's Confucius?"
He walked into the wrong place.
Yang Xuan was speechless.
After shaking his head, he suddenly kicked a corner of the bookshelf.
Yu Jiu was very strange. She didn't understand why the Holy Son was throwing a tantrum.
But in the next moment, she was stunned.
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