The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Chu Yunxi smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you? He will be here to accompany you soon."

Zhao Tingyu gritted his teeth and said, "This matter has nothing to do with my father, don't involve him."

Chu Yunxi's face darkened. "Whether it is related or not is not up to you or me. It is up to the laws of Dasui. If you confess now, you will suffer less physical pain. If you don't confess, think about the consequences and see if you can bear it."

Zhao Tingyu was hesitant, and Chu Yunxi walked towards the brazier again. Zhao Tingyu shouted, "I say, I say, isn't that enough?"

Chu Yunxi saw that he was about to cry. He no longer had the arrogance and domineering attitude as when they first met. Now, he looked more like a bullied child. If Chu Yunxi hadn't known about the evil deeds he had committed, she would have almost softened her heart.

So Chu Yunxi sat back in her seat and said, "Go ahead."

Zhao Tingyu organized his words and began to speak: "Ten years ago, my father sent me to the Four Elephants Mountain in southern Xinjiang to learn martial arts. My master's name was Zhe'an, who was famous for his Qinggong."

"Zhe'an?" Xiao Mubei felt that the name was very familiar. "Is your master's last name Wei?"

Zhao Tingyu asked curiously, "Does the prince know my master?"

Know him? Xiao Mubei didn't want to know this person. He saw this name in the files. After taking over as the Dali Temple, he also read a lot of old cases in the Dali Temple. Among them was a flower-picking case. The murderer had footprints all over Dasui. He committed more than 70 crimes in five years and ruined the innocence of countless women. The court issued a wanted order. Because the murderer had outstanding martial arts skills, no one had ever seen him. They only knew that the murderer was named Wei Zhe'an. This was the name that a woman asked when they were in bed pretending to be nice.

Later, the imperial court stepped up its efforts to capture Wei Zhe'an, and to this day, these more than 70 cases of flower-picking remain unsolved.

I didn't expect to hear the murderer's name by accident today. It turns out that like master, like disciple. The disciple taught by Wei Zhe'an actually committed a flower-stealing crime as soon as he came down the mountain.

"Go on." Xiao Mubei did not answer Zhao Tingyu, but ordered him to continue.

Zhao Tingyu then continued, "I have been learning for ten years. Although my Qinggong is not as good as my senior brothers, my master said that I have few rivals in the martial arts world. During these ten years, my two senior brothers and I often went down the mountain to accept some bounties, one for training, and the other for making money. During the Chinese New Year, we usually go back to the mountain to spend the New Year with our master. I just went back to the mountain this year, and at this time, my mother sent a message saying that my father had a rare disease. He had seen many doctors but it didn't get better. Even the imperial physician tried to invite him over, but he shook his head after seeing him and said that my father would only have two more years at most."

Zhao Tingyu paused, obviously upset when talking about this issue, "I was very anxious, so I told my master that I wanted to go down the mountain and go home to take care of my father. My master then asked two senior brothers to come back with me to visit my father. At the same time, my master said that he would write a letter to an old friend of his and ask him to come and see my father. This old friend of his is also quite famous in the martial arts world. His name is Master Mu. It is said that he has cured many diseases that many famous doctors cannot cure."

Master Mu, I have never heard of this person. Xiao Mubei is also very familiar with the martial arts world. The fact that he has never heard of the name can only mean one thing: this person is not famous enough.

Zhao Tingyu continued, "My brothers and I rushed back as fast as we could. A few days later, Master Mu also came. He felt my father's pulse and looked at the house. He said that my father was under a witchcraft spell. To break it, we must use virgin blood to prepare the antidote. So in order to find the medicine for my father, the three of us brothers had no choice but to..."

"So, you are still filial?" Chu Yunxi said sarcastically.

Zhao Tingyu said dejectedly: "My original intention was really just to take the virgin blood."

"Then why did you kill those women again?" Chu Yunxi asked sternly.

"Yes...Brother said that these women have seen our true faces. If we don't kill them, they will definitely report to the police when they wake up. If the painter draws our portraits, it will be a big trouble. It's better to kill them and put an end to it. After all, the dead can't talk."

Zhao Tingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn’t dare to look up at Chu Yunxi. As soon as he looked up, he felt that Chu Yunxi’s eyes seemed to want to kill him.

Chu Yunxi clenched her fists, suppressed the anger rising in her chest, and asked, "Since you killed him, why did you put bougainvillea on his temples?"

"This... because my elder brother and I became sworn brothers in the Green Cherry Forest. At that time, we said that when we go out to venture into the martial arts world, we will be called the Three Heroes of Merlin, with bougainvillea and green cherries as tokens of trust. This time, after we finish the crime, we decided to leave a token. From now on, this will be a highlight of our venture into the martial arts world. Even if we fail, everyone in the martial arts world will know that there are such people as the Three Heroes of Merlin..."

Zhao Tingyu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Chu Yunxi was so angry that she almost laughed. What a heavy stroke of ink? Should we say that they are inhumane or born evil?

"Tell me about the process of committing the crime." Chu Yunxi was afraid that she would lose control, so she took a sip of tea to suppress the anger surging in her heart.

"We...during the Lantern Festival, we went to the Lantern Festival to look for our targets. We thought that with our Qinggong skills, we would definitely have to find those ladies from wealthy families, who would be worthy of us. So we agreed that each of us would find a woman whose clothes were the same color as ours, find a way to find out their identities, sneak into her home at night, and use the unique aconite incense from southern Xinjiang to stun the guards and maids and...our targets, the ladies from wealthy families usually have their own courtyards. As long as we take care of the people in the courtyard, no one will hear what we do in the room, and then we will break...break their bodies, take their virgin blood, and then...kill them."

"Bang!" Xiao Mubei crushed the cup in his hand.

Zhao Tingyu's body trembled with the sound of the cup breaking. He looked up at Xiao Mubei and Chu Yunxi timidly and saw that they both had angry faces.

Chu Yunxi felt that she had endured a lot today. She really wanted to beat up the person in front of her. The sense of discipline in her previous life made her restrain herself. "Where is your father? What did he do in this matter?"

When Zhao Tingyu heard that his father was being asked, he immediately looked up and said, "He was not involved. He didn't know."

Chu Yunxi said sternly: "If he didn't know, why did he send Cao Dong and Chen Ruiqi to the Dali Temple?"

"Well... I forced him to do that. Anyway, he doesn't know. Everything was done by me and my senior brother." Zhao Tingyu was determined to get his father out of the matter and would never admit that Zhao Yuzhi was involved in this matter.