The two of them walked in again. Zhao Guangming stood beside the bed and wiped his hands with a wet cloth. He looked honest and honest.
Xu Ling had been turned over on the bed, and his clothes were messy, as if they had been put on by force. They had obviously been carefully inspected by him.
"There are no other wounds on the body. However, there are two things in his pockets."
Zhao Guangming pointed to the glass gourd-shaped vial on the table and a storage bag.
Lin Jie reached for the bottle, put his nose close to it, and lightly swept it with his hand.
Suddenly he smelled a pungent smell, and he quickly took it away, thinking that this was poison.
Ning Yuan also took it and took a whiff, and then took it away. He felt that the smell was extremely fishy, and it was indeed a low-quality poison.
Zhao Guangming opened the storage bag and poured out the contents with a crackling sound.
Several brochures, a few exquisite letters, and some spiritual stones, about fifty in total, were examined for a while and they came to a conclusion.
It's a ledger and a few love letters.
It was discovered that Xu Ling had many outstanding debts, which were all borrowed from other disciples within the sect, most of them from Yueying Peak, and a small number from Outer Peak. The numbers vary in size, and together they amount to about 10 medium-grade spiritual stones.
Ten middle-grade spiritual stones were very difficult for him, an ordinary disciple in the early stages of foundation building, to earn. If you accept the mission, you will probably die from exhaustion, unless there is some way to make extra money, such as elixirs, talismans, or engraving spiritual patterns on items.
The love letter was written by him to a senior sister named Zhang Yingtong. The content is extremely disgusting, but there is admiration for it between the lines, and I don’t know why I didn’t send it out.
Ning Yuan thought for a moment and then said.
"Lin Jie, go tell the disciple at the door and call the person who found the body."
Lin Jie responded and went to the door to talk to the disciple. Not long after, he rushed over with a disciple who was in the middle stage of foundation building.
After coming in, he first said hello to the three of them. Ning Yuan waved his hand and asked directly.
"May I have your name?"
"Zhao Wei."
"What does it have to do with the deceased?"
"We knew each other before, and then we became creditors. Now we are the uncle who owes money. I am dead and my spiritual stone is empty."
Zhao Weihun looked generous and said with a heartbroken face, as if the 300 spirit stones were his lifeblood.
Ning Yuan and Lin Jie looked at each other and then spoke.
"So that's why you came here this morning?"
"He owed me 300 spiritual stones, and I came to him to ask for it. Who knew he couldn't afford the debt, so he committed suicide directly.
"Are you so sure that he committed suicide?" Lin Jie asked. In fact, he also thought so in his heart.
After all, firstly, there were no other injuries. Secondly, the room was clean and tidy and there were no signs of fighting. Thirdly, after the murder, the body could be completely destroyed and there was no need to leave the body behind.
"Yes, it's okay if he just owes me spiritual stones. After all, I have a good temper. But he also owes another senior brother spiritual stones, and the amount is quite large. If he doesn't come up with it, what will happen to him in the future?" It’s not going to be a good life.”
Ning Yuan glanced at Zhao Wei a few times and nodded.
"Then do you know the reason why he borrows spiritual stones everywhere?"
Lin Jie glanced at Ning Yuan, he also wanted to ask this just now. Why is the life of a foundation-building disciple so bleak? Why does he need to borrow spiritual stones from everywhere?
Zhao Wei chuckled and rolled his eyes, as if he was determined, and then rolled his eyes.
He looked like he was sharing gossip.
"Because Xu Ling was tricked by Senior Sister Zhang, Zhang Yingtong, Senior Sister Zhang is a beautiful female cultivator with some reputation in Yueying Peak. So there are many people who admire her."
"She knows this clearly, so she accepts an admirer every few days, and then squeezes that person's savings. Once the person is no longer of use, she dumps him immediately."
Lin Jie was stunned when he heard this. This is a big fish farmer, a top-notch one.
Ning Yuan also frowned after hearing this, while Zhao Guangming, who had always been silent, cursed a few unpleasant words with an angry expression.
Zhao Wei waited for him to finish scolding before continuing to speak.
"Xu Ling, that idiot, was used by Senior Sister Zhang in this way, and then his Taoist heart was broken. In addition, he couldn't pay back the spiritual stones he owed, and then he died suddenly."
Zhao Wei snorted, extremely disdainful of Xu Ling's behavior.
Ning Yuan looked at the other party and asked curiously.
"If Zhang Yingtong did this, wouldn't her reputation be very bad?"
"Oh, after a bad reputation, you can't stand up to people's good looks. But some people are just playing with her. Only a fool like Xu Ling would be really emotional."
That's true, but I think people who play with emotions should go to the eighteenth level of hell.
Lin Jie cursed in his heart, and after the others chatted for a while. Then Zhao Wei said goodbye and left.
"This matter is defined as suicide, even if it is over."
Ning Yuan glanced at Lin Jie and Zhao Guangming. Zhao Guangming seemed to still be angry about the woman. Lin Jie also felt aggrieved for Xu Ling, so he spoke.
"Can't the sect punish Zhang Yingtong? Isn't her behavior persecuting the innocent disciples of the sect?"
"You have also read the laws of Yunshan, but there is no such provision in it."
Ning Yuan's decisive answer stopped Lin Jie's anger.
Sure enough, such behavior would only be morally condemned by people at best.
As the sun set and night fell, the three of them burned Xu Ling's body in the open space. Their spiritual power fueled the fire. The fire was blazing, illuminating Lin Jie's silent expression, and his pupils reflected the light of the fire.
Ning Yuan took out a wooden box from his pocket and used his spiritual power to collect the remaining ashes. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, he spoke.
"Master said that the ashes that fly away in the wind will take the deceased to where he wants to go, and those that are deposited should be buried in the ground."
Afterwards, the three of them found an open space and buried the wooden box. Lin Jie compacted the soil with his hands. He turned his head and glanced at Ning Yuan.
"Do you want to erect a monument?"
Ning Yuan shook his head and explained.
"He is just an ordinary disciple. His ashes are buried here and no one knows about it. But if he erects a monument, he will be disturbed."
Lin Jie nodded, a smile appeared on Mo Ran's face, and he said softly.
“Love your neighbor first, love yourself first, and choose your heart first before choosing others.”
This matter is considered settled. Just turn over the paperwork and take it to the deacon in the main hall.
Ning Yuan talked to the two of them. The three of them were walking side by side on the road in the mountains. The moon and stars were sparse in the sky, and the moonlight was blocked by clouds. However, the middle of the clouds was a little incomplete, revealing some light and shadow of white jade.
Lin Jie turned his head and looked at the elongated shadows of the three people. Today was the first time he did what a Law Enforcement Peak disciple should do, but he felt a little uncomfortable.
On a trail in the Law Enforcement Peak Mountains, Lin Jie said goodbye to them.
Ning Yuan hesitated for a long time and then said seriously.
"You have to learn to get used to it."
Lin Jie hummed lightly and waved his hand. Isn't he used to it? I'm used to it, but getting used to it doesn't mean I'm numb.
Back in her small courtyard, Liu Sisi was sitting in the pavilion with an oil lamp burning on the stone table. She was looking at the drawings given by Lin Jie and thinking about how to make it.
Footsteps were heard, and then the door opened. She looked back and saw Lin Jie's figure.
"What's wrong with you? You look so bad?"
"Nothing, what are you doing?"
Lin Jie walked closer and looked at Liu Sisi in front of him, and all the worries in his heart were gone. I was curious to see what she was doing.
"Why are you studying this drawing?"
"I want to make a guitar."
Liu Sisi said with a smile and knocked on the table with her hand.
"Okay, if you don't know where to go, ask me."
Liu Sisi's eyebrows were as curved as crescent moons, and she nodded.
"Then I'm afraid I'm going to bother you with questions."
Seeing her high interest, Lin Jie also expressed that he would help her.
Then he went to take a shower and then lay back on the bed. Then he lay down on the bed under the quilt and took out the animal skin from his pocket with some anticipation.
Sure enough, the chat history above was updated again, and the content surprised him.
"White Pages: Assuming the puppet is dead, whose hands did the hide fall into?"
"Witch: Hey, White Pages, I haven't seen you come out to chat for a long time."
"White Pages: Soon, I have seen you."
"Witch:?"
Who is this white page, and he said that he has already seen the witch. Is it possible that this "witch" is about to lose her vest?
Lin Jie was curious and continued to look down.
"Witch: Don't talk here, let's chat privately."
It seems that this "witch" is also afraid that her true identity will be exposed to everyone.
"White Page: No, I have nothing to talk to you about."
"Witch:? White page I≠＊≠＊￥"
"Qianli: Oh, you made me laugh so hard. Bai Ye, what you say is not as funny as praying to the gods."
"Pure: Bai Ye, do you want to say that this animal skin is now in the hands of Xu Huohuo?"
"Witch: So, it's very possible."
"Qianli: Then didn't she read all our recent chat records?"
"White Pages: In Chongshan Village, Maple Leaf County, all the people in the village are puppets, and all of them are dead."
"Qianli: This puppet is so cruel. No wonder I don't like him."
"The Witch: Plus One"
