Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

The brothel owner was so angry that her drooping triangular eyes widened instantly. Why didn't this bastard play by the rules?

Directly attacking a woman's appearance, when did such an uneducated and uncouth person emerge from the aristocratic class?!

"Arrogant kid!"

This insult had no offensive power at all. Yan Yin, standing by, coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest aching. Without even glancing at the unfortunate people around him, he confessed directly: "I... Ke Ke... Qu Chen wants me to select two virgins with suitable horoscopes from among the young ladies who come to worship me every day. I don't know about the rest."

"You!" Qu Chen twisted his body and tried to kick him: "What are you talking about? Don't forget who gave you this place to stay!"

Her face was covered in sweat and oil, and her makeup had already become a mess. The Dali Temple Prison did not provide any personal hygiene management services, only cold water pouring services.

Quchen's appearance, which used to be pretentious and intimidating, is now just terrifying.

However, the Dali Temple's method of kidnapping people was quite professional. She twisted and turned, but it had no effect except that the wounds on her body were more painful due to the rope.

Cui Bianxu looked at Yan Yin with some curiosity: "You do whatever she tells you to do? She tells you to eat shit, and you eat it too?"

His gaze was too naked, darting back and forth between the two of them with ill intentions. Yan Yin felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at. He was a principled person and not every woman would like him! There were some things he had to make clear!

"Poor Taoist..."

He had barely begun to speak when Cong Jinghai answered him, "Shao Qing, this subordinate knows! The people we sent to Jiangnan Road have returned. This guy has hooked up with quite a few decent young ladies over there, making them desperate for him. One of them even gave birth to a son when we sent someone there, hehe."

Cui Bianxu's eyes changed immediately. A Taoist priest can get married, but it is different to bring disaster to a decent girl.

(The statement here that Taoist priests in the Tang Dynasty could marry is my own speculation based on reading. If any professionals know this, please leave a comment. I remember reading some miscellaneous books as a child that said monks originally ate meat (tribute), and the so-called meat refers to onions, ginger, and garlic. It was only during the Southern and Northern Dynasties in China that Emperor Wu of Liang (the one who built the 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties) issued an edict prohibiting all monks from eating meat. This is when vegetarianism became a thing, and the tribute also changed its flavor.)

He committed a crime in Jiangnan and fled to Chang'an. He is very brave.

It turned out that Yan Yin was planning to flee in a hurry because of the incident in Jiangnan Road. When he received Quchen's letter, he immediately packed up his bags and ran to Chang'an. Quchen was generous to him. Not only did he take him in to live in Yue Lao Temple, but he also gave him a lot of money.

"I really don't know what they want these women's birth dates for, but I did come across an ancient recipe for elixir, which might be related to what they did." Seeing that all his secrets were exposed, Yan Yin thought for a moment and thought of making amends for his sins.

If he could provide some information on such a big case, maybe he could wipe out the Jiangnan Dao matter. At worst, he could return to secular life, get married and live a life of secular life. Anyway, he has made a lot of money in the Yue Lao Temple recently. People in Chang'an are really rich.

Of course, the most important factor that prompted him to make this decision was that he had a son!

"Yanyin! Think it over carefully!" The brothel owner and Quchen threatened at the same time.

Cui Bianxu turned around and whipped the two of them: "You were pretending to be dumb just now, and now you want to speak? It's too late!"

With just one look, the other three were gagged and dragged out along with wooden frames. The brothel owner stared at Cui Bianxu with such rage that blood was about to come out of her eyes.

"Okay, go on."

Yan Yin licked his cracked lips and wanted to laugh, but he pulled the wound on his cheek and gasped.

Apart from being slapped in the face by the young lady, he had never suffered such physical pain before: "Mr. Cui, you are from the Cui family of Qinghe, so I think you are a man of your word. If I tell you this, can you please let me go back to live?"

"No problem," Cui Bianxu said decisively, "as long as you tell the truth. You have no direct connection to this case."

"The main ingredient in the recipe is the woman's first menstrual fluid."

Cong Jinghai was dumbfounded, his entire face wrinkled, and he felt a little nauseous: "Aren't the pills you make for people to eat?"

How could anyone possibly eat this? What kind of illness does one have to have to be so hardworking?

"According to the recipe, this elixir requires the virginity of ninety-nine women, combined with bone-growing flowers, blood-clotting grass, snow lotus essence, and Tai Sui. After refining, you can get a elixir called the Body-Replenishing Pill. Taking it can unclog the blood vessels and reshape the body."

"What else?" Cui Bianxu remained calm, already wondering in his mind which idiot in Chang'an City would believe such a thing.

Yan Yin was silent for a long time. He didn't urge them, but instead asked someone to bring a stool and sit down. He also reminded Cong Jinghai: "Don't let those three sit idle. It's not easy for them to come here. Show them all the methods we should use. Find a doctor to watch over them. Just don't let them die."

"Yes."

This was the first time that Zong Jinghai encountered such a leader. After the current emperor ascended the throne, he revised the laws, changing from strict to lenient, and the people followed suit. The torture instruments of the Dali Temple were rarely used. Unexpectedly, this person would use torture from the very beginning.

He is a cruel and ruthless person.

In fact, Cui Bianxu was not cut out for criminal investigation, and he didn't want to be one. He had always aspired to be a general and kill enemies in the battlefield since he was a child.

He was forced to come to the Dali Temple and took on such a case. Not only did he have to work overtime every day and get scolded by his boss, but he even had his anal hair smelled. God knows how aggrieved he felt.

Yan Yin looked at his posture and knew that the bargaining chips he mentioned were still not enough. He also realized that this young man from the Cui family was different from the other young men from the Cui family. His personality seemed a little abrupt.

He no longer had the demeanor of a swindler who looked like a hermit, but was racking his brains to think of useful information to save himself.

But Cui Bianxu lost his patience. He stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on his body. "It's okay if you can't remember. The Dali Temple can't have only one set of torture instruments, right? Bring it here and wake up Yan Yinchao."

After saying that, he walked straight out without paying any attention to Yan Yin's reaction.

"Master Cui! Master Cui! I remember now! Quchen would go to a mansion in the neighborhood every three days. I once secretly followed him there. It was the Helan Chushi residence!"

Cong Jinghai winked at the rest of the group and hurried out, "Shaoqing, where are we going now?"

This ancestor wouldn't go straight to Helan Chushi to kill him, would he?

"Call Ding Yuan over to play with us, and take the Taoist nun out separately. We must find out where the woman is being held. If she doesn't behave herself, destroy her face first." Cui Bian said this calmly.

The woman was very concerned about her appearance. When she was tortured earlier, she had been struggling to avoid the whip hitting her face.

"Yes, Shaoqing is wise!"

That kid Ding Yuan not only reeks of corpse, but he also has a creepy aura. If you ask him to go, he will definitely scare people half to death.

Well, he had to say in passing that the dust-removing whisk was quite good, and asked his subordinates not to break it. This thing would be sold to the pawnshop during the regular disposal of stolen goods within the Dali Temple.

As for the bonus, you still have to work harder on your own!

Chongyifang

Looking at the house in front of him and the two people beside him, Cong Jinghai trembled: "Shaoqing, Zhonglangjiang, this, this is Hou Junji's son-in-law..."

Oh my god! How dare this ancestor!

Cui Bianxu ignored him and glanced at Wang Mingqian beside him: "If you get into trouble later, I won't care about you."

"Humph." Wang Mingqian said coldly, "If you're worried, just go in on your own."

This guy is such a mean person. He's obviously trying to drag me down, but he's still complaining about this and that.

"go!"

Watching from the mirror, he watched the two of them climb over the wall one after another, stomped his feet, turned around, found a dark corner, and stood close to it.

Both of them changed into dark clothes and separated to search on their own.

There are too few clues. If we want to be safe, we should wait until the full trial is over, but Cui Bianxu can't wait, and Wang Mingqian also knows why he can't wait.

Otherwise he wouldn't have come along.