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Chapter 56 Evil Sect
"Don't cry, don't cry! I'm still alive and well. If you cry like this, it seems like I'm going to die!" Dou Dajiang patted the little mute's head and comforted him, "You've been living like a walking corpse these years, and so have I!

If I hadn't been in a similar situation to you and therefore could empathize with you, I wouldn't have been so determined to help you get revenge.

You have nowhere to stay and are starving and cold. I can afford to eat, but it tastes like chewing wax and I can't sleep at night. There is no difference between being alive and being dead.

So you don't have to feel sad for me, killing someone means paying with your life is a matter of course."

"Whether killing someone should be punished by death or not depends on who was killed." Lu Qing walked to the outside of the prison and spoke up.

He was wearing a golden mask, so his facial expression couldn't be seen. His voice was very low, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. He looked a bit unpredictable.

When Dou Dajiang saw them coming, he was somewhat frightened and quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"You said just now that you had familiar spice merchants from whom you could purchase goods. Why did you choose a shop you didn't even know that time?" Zhu Yu had been unable to ask some questions in the hall because there were so many people around, so now was the perfect time to speak up.

Dou Dajiang looked at the adult in front of him with some doubts. The man with the leather mask spoke more gently than the one with the golden mask, and his aura was weaker, which made people less scared. He even felt a little relaxed because of the other party's gentle tone.

He began to explain, "Your Excellency, I didn't explain it clearly just now.

I went to look for a spice merchant I was familiar with, but found that the shop was closed. I asked people around me, but no one knew why it had been closed for so many days in a row.

Some people said that they might have gone out to purchase goods, but even if they did, it would not be the case that everyone left and the shop would be closed.

What's more, that month was not the time to go out and purchase large quantities of goods.

I waited there for a whole day, but no one came back. I didn't want to delay any longer, so I wanted to find another place to buy. Then I came across that newly opened shop. I was already anxious because I had already been delayed for a day, and when I saw the much cheaper price, I was immediately overwhelmed..."

Dou Dajiang said this and punched his leg in frustration.

"How did you discover that something was wrong?" Zhu Yu asked again.

"Everything is normal at home, no different from usual. My brother wouldn't get mad if he hadn't been frightened or stimulated. The only difference is that my wife poured the fake cinnabar paste into the incense burner as incense.

When I returned home, the house was filled with fragrance. I had never smelled such a fragrant smell before. It was definitely not something that could be emitted by any kind of spice I had known before.

Later I discovered that the fragrance came from the incense burner, which contained fake cinnabar, and there was some blood on the lid of the incense burner.

The coroner told me that before my wife died, there was a wound on her finger, which must have been scratched by something. I speculated that perhaps when she was pouring those things into the incense burner, her hand was accidentally scratched by the iron spikes on the incense burner lid, and blood dripped in.

Later, I secretly tried it once. I ground some fake cinnabar, cut my finger and dripped blood into it, and then lit it like ordinary incense.

I didn't dare stay in the house, so I let a dog in. Later, the dog became very manic and barked incessantly, until it was so tired that it foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Only then did I realize how evil that thing was."

"Think about it later. Was there anything different about the people who sold you that fake cinnabar?" "Different from ordinary people..." Dou Dajiang wasn't sure what Zhu Yu was asking about. However, he had been recalling the appearance of that group of people day and night for the past few years, afraid that he would forget them, so it had already been seared into his mind. "They don't look any different from other people. If there is any difference, it's that they speak in a softer tone than the people here, speak slowly and leisurely, and are much smaller in size."

Zhu Yu frowned.

Before she got married, she had been living in Shuo State, which was adjacent to Lan State. Even though she had never been to Lan State, she had seen some Lan people going to Shuo State to bring back goods for business.

Unlike the mountainous and rough Shuo Kingdom, the Lan Kingdom has more water and less land, and is warm and humid. Most people there are smaller in stature, and both men and women have fair and delicate skin. When they speak, they are as soft and melodious as the song of an oriole, neither hurried nor slow, which makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts when they listen to them.

Therefore, in Shuo country, one can often hear people joking that even if people from Lan country jump up and down and curse in the street, it is still better to listen to than people from Shuo country singing with their throats pinched.

Lu Qing mentioned before that the Chiyu Mine was discovered in Lan Kingdom, and it was King Lan who personally ordered it to be blown up.

Now, listening to Dou Dajiang's description of the people who sold him fake cinnabar, who were petite and spoke in a gentle and soft voice, Zhu Yu couldn't help but think more.

"Are those people born with skin as white as mutton fat?" she asked quickly.

Dou Dajiang shook his head after hearing this: "That's not the case. Those people have dark and yellow complexions, are thin and shriveled, and none of them are much stronger than the little mute."

Zhu Yu looked at the little mute kneeling beside him. Although the child was already seventeen or eighteen years old, he was very thin because he was hungry much more often than he was full. He was no bigger than a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child from a good family.

The Lan Kingdom has abundant water and grass. Although the people there are not tall and cannot be compared with the people of the Jie Kingdom and the Shuo Kingdom, they have a well-proportioned body. At most, they are not tall and mighty, but they are definitely not skinny and small.

If what Dou Dajiang said was true, then the people he met really didn't seem to be from Lan Country.

"How many times have you used that 'fake cinnabar' before?" Lu Qing asked Dou Dajiang.

Dou Dajiang raised his finger and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I only used it once. That thing is evil and killed my whole family. If it weren't for the fact that the little mute was so pitiful, I would never have touched it.

This kid's entire family was killed by Na Lu Ji. When I ran into him, he was hiding alone behind a bush by the roadside. He was burning hot all over, dying, and starving to the point of being skin and bones.

I really had no other choice but to use that thing to help the little mute vent his anger and let his family rest in peace."

"Do you still have any 'fake cinnabar' on hand?" Zhu Yu asked.

"Yes." Dou Dajiang said quickly, "The little mute and I used to live in a farmer's abandoned house on a farm near the ruined temple.

I put all those 'fake cinnabar' in an iron box and buried it under a tree at the back of the yard, thinking that if I could get away with my revenge, I would dig it out and take it away.

If we are caught on the way, we cannot let that evil thing fall into the hands of others easily."

(End of this chapter)