teach life and death

Li Yanan laughed softly, and said that a lotus flower looks like a nightingale, "For the past few days, I have never been able to figure out why the unsolved case in Jizhou must be killed in March and killed with a knife."

"Until one day when I heard a certain name, I suddenly realized that this case is regular and purposeful, and it is not the so-called belief."

He pulled the long tassel hanging from Fang Yansheng's brain decoration, Fang Yansheng lowered his head knowingly.

Li Yanan reached out and stroked the willow catkins hanging on his head and continued: "These eight people didn't have the will to die when they took office, but someone instilled faith in them later, and then extended it to softness."

"Yu Ming's clasped fists at the time of his death was not a rebellion, but a devout prayer. Now maybe you don't even think about knocking out words from your relatives, because those who are loyal are their beliefs, and speaking out is blasphemy."

"This king has also lived in the Western Regions, so I know a little bit about it. God is life, and faith is the foundation of life. The three-month death and the location of the knife wound are very obvious. This is a sacrificial flow."

"I've told you everything that needs to be said, Wei Zhongcha, do you understand again?" In fact, Li Jianan had already guessed this possibility when he came to Jizhou.

Sacrifice style, the murderer's method is a bit like some kind of religious worship method in the Western Regions. As for whether it was born of a pure cult, it is still another matter of ghost pigeons.

"I've been taught. I never thought that the prince could see Qing Xian more clearly than us. It's true that being in the midst of a game is not as good as a bystander."

"The lower officials will find out as soon as possible what the "god" is doing." Wei Wenqun cupped his fists at Li Jinan.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" the Frost Sparrow whose mouth was covered by Xuan He puffed out trying to make a sound.

Li Yanan and others looked over, Xuanhe said quickly, "He said the prince is really powerful!" After speaking, he quickly suppressed the anger that Shuangque had puffed up on his lips.

Shuangque showed despair, what is so powerful, he was about to be suffocated to death, okay, can he go to see some ghosts and gods if he is suffocated, and then solve the case?Can I go back to the palace and continue to eat and drink?

Xuanhe finally realized Shuangque's hint and let him go.

Frost Sparrow half-rolled her eyes and panted, "If three months really represents the flow of sacrifices, my subordinates will know! The number three often appears in divine religions to serve the purpose."

"It can be expressed as a date or as a lucky value endowed with divine power. It is also called a perfect number by them. Usually, the work of the gods is completed in these days and years."

"As for the knife-edge subordinate, I don't know. Wo Ye may be familiar with it. Hasn't he never seen it? But the corpses are gone."

"Didn't you read it? Just tell him not to. Don't waste your special skills." Xuan He said to Shuang Que with a strange smile.

"No! That cold-faced ghost, I only hope to see his face in summer, so that I can be cool until autumn." Frost Sparrow pretended to be trembling.

"There are at least a million believers in Jizhou, and there are different beliefs."

"Not to mention that the murderer might have come from the Western Regions. How many believers are there in the Western Regions? It's like the yellow sand outside Jizhou City!" The book envoy shook his fan and interjected.

"Don't think too far, at least our direction has been clarified one step further, and now there are still a few doubts left."

"First, what exactly do they believe in, and why are they willing to offer sacrifices, and they still behave calmly? Second, where are the corpses? Why are the corpses of the dead buried in empty coffins? Third, why are the sacrifices only newly appointed Fourth, who is the murderer and what is his purpose? Is he alone or is he a member of an unknown secret group that has not yet been born? Is this unsolved case in Jizhou an opportunity for them to be born? [-]. Why did you use a knife instead of other sharp weapons." Wei Wenqun stretched out his fingers one by one, counting.

"It's Wei Zhongcha's turn to find these troubles, please leave first."

If Wei Wenqun tricked him, he would give him a big gift in return. He didn't care if the case was solved or not. If he gave this person a stumbling block, it would depend on whether he could climb it.

"My lord, go slowly." Wei Wenqun saw Li Jianan's undisguised intention and did not argue.

Watching him and Fang Yansheng walking away, remembering the signal Fang Yansheng sent to him just now, his eyes were peaceful.

After leaving the Sifu, Shuangque looked at Li Jianan adoringly but was glared at by Fang Yansheng, who was protecting the food.

"Look again! I'll take your chicken leg." Fang Yansheng scolded him fiercely.

"Don't you little son, I was wrong. Unexpectedly, the master still loves us very much. Hehe, he took us away like this. It's great that we don't have to lift the coffin!" up.

"Shuangque, go back to the Sifu now, and you can only come back after you finish your work." Li Jianan stopped and looked back at him expressionlessly.

"What! Master, I was wrong!" Frost Sparrow cried.

For the first time in my heart, I had the thought of "suddenly want to admit that I am a bitch!"

Xuan He didn't pull him anymore, and patted him on the shoulder with a look of goodwill, shook his head and hummed: "Your mouth, your mouth is cheap, it's a cool autumn for you to be so cheap."

The willow catkins are about to run out, and the new county magistrate will take office at the end of April.

Not to mention who will do it after three months, the people of Jizhou are still very happy.

A certain family surnamed Ji, he told himself that a few chickens he raised had been stolen by some vicious villain. He once suspected that the lame son of the old Wang next door stole it!

So he purposely pretended to be passing by that wretch's nest, and it was just as it should be!Saw a chicken bone!Look at this leg bone!And this chicken breast bone that has become white and still proud!It must be this wretch, and he still doesn't admit it!Now the new county magistrate is finally expected.

The family surnamed Ji was holding a pile of chicken bones, and was spitting indignantly.

Another family surnamed Zhu also echoed, "Yes, yes, my old sow is old, but she became pregnant recently. Our old Zhu family is worried, and the new county magistrate will come soon." He took a picture The old sow lying on the scooter.

Inside the private room of Xiankelai Inn

"Haha I laughed so hard, my lord, you can see that the hall has not even opened yet. There are so many people here, chickens and pigs. Wo Ye's expression will be very exciting! Oh, my little one." Frost Sparrow suddenly smiled began to cry.

"Young master, don't learn, this is a bad, bad habit." Xuanhe pointed to Shuangque, who was covering her mouth, and continued to say to Fang Yansheng who was beside Li Jianan, "It's also called extreme joy begets sorrow."

Fang Yansheng leaned on Li Jienan's body and saw him staring out of the window, stretched out his hand and twisted him around. "What is extreme joy begets sorrow?"

"Do you remember what I taught you the day before yesterday?" When Li Jianan was still in the mansion, he found that Fang Yansheng was really eager to learn, and he often asked this and that.

He felt that there was nothing in the people around him that Fang Yansheng could serve as a role model, so he specifically took the worst Frost Sparrow as an object that Fang Yansheng could never learn from.

Sometimes when encountering Shuangque's indecency, he would tell Fang Yansheng that it was impossible to learn and so on.

But this Shuangque has always been unlucky to follow the calendar recently, so those four words are what Li Jianan said the most these days.

"Remember, extreme joy brings sorrow is self-inflicted!" After Fang Yansheng finished speaking, he bowed his head on Li Jianan.

Li Jiannan patted his head back.

Seeing their disgusted faces, Shuangque couldn't help sticking out her tongue and saying, "Zun Deyi electric cotton son shakes his feet and walks to the nest."

Xuan He disliked "Stroke your tongue."

As far as Hengyang is concerned, it is called Yuzhong, and the time has come.

From the sound of firecrackers in the distance and nearby ears, the green wool official sedan chair carried by six people turned into the eyes of the people from the corner of the street.

When passing by stores or ordinary people's houses, each household lit the firecrackers they had prepared one after another, just for good luck.

"I don't know, I thought we married a girl, and our Wo Ye was going to marry the Yamen." Shuangque started to make trouble again with a complicated expression.

"Please, shut up!" Xuan He almost laughed out loud.

He was afraid that Li Jianan would think that he was as immodest as Shuangque, so he immediately suppressed the source of the disaster.