Most of the members of the Lotus Sect are people who cannot survive. If there is a little way to survive, no one wants to join the Lotus Sect.
After entering the Lotus Sect, everything in the past disappeared.
From the moment you enter, you live in darkness. You will never have your identity in the Daying household registration.
This also means that you have been expelled from your ancestral hall and can no longer go home to worship your ancestors.
For the winner, this is a punishment more terrifying than death!
Everyone knows that they cannot have anything to do with the Lotus Sect.
Zhou Dagu designed to kill Zhang Xuezheng and put a blue cloth with the mark of the Lotus Cult on him. This cloth was obtained from Fengming Valley and a couple who died of repeated internal fighting.
He thought about blaming the Lotus Sect for this matter, but at that time, he did not understand the Lotus Sect and did not expect that the consequences would be so serious.
The entire Qingxue Mansion must be closely investigated to see if it will be found on him.
Zhou Dagu was tormented in his heart. He didn't expect that he was proud of his calculations, but he failed in such a subtle way.
"Has anything been found out now?" Zhou Dagu asked anxiously.
Niu Ruxian narrowed his eyes: "I didn't expect that Zhou Langjun is also a person of the same mind. Although I also hope that Zuihua Building will open as soon as possible, this kind of thing cannot be rushed!"
Once involved in military matters, Niu Ruxian seemed to be a different person. He was different from the scholars present.
Da Ying’s imperial examination opened two subjects, both civil and military.
The martial arts examination not only tests martial arts, but also the art of war.
When Niu Ruxian was reading the book of Confucius, he felt as if he was about to fall asleep, but when he read about the Art of War, his eyes widened. Detectives and arrests were also his favorite.
He continued: "This kind of thing cannot be rushed. The Lotus Cult is the best at hiding their identity. On weekdays, they are no different from ordinary people!"
"If you want to catch them, you can only wait until they commit another crime and take action!"
Niu Ruxian looked sad: "I just hate that I am so rich now that I can't see my little Cuicui!"
Zhou Dagu sat back down and had no idea what he was thinking. Zhu Xiaowu also sat there and fell into deep thought. It was the first time that their position was so quiet.
Several students sat together and chatted about many important events in Qingxue Mansion during this period. They walked around in a circle and looked at Zhou Dagu.
"It seems that everything during this period has something to do with Zhou Mingzhou!"
"I heard that Zhang Xuezheng offended Zhou Mingzhou when he was in charge of the exam in Cai County!"
"The same goes for the Yang family. Yang Dezu previously said that we would not be allowed to talk to Zhou Mingzhou. Yesterday, someone found that Yang Dezu was killed outside the prison of the Zhou Mingzhou Mansion!"
"Liu Sanxiucai, too! He said two bad words about Zhou Mingzhou before. Yesterday, the crowd rushed into the Yang Family Investment Bank. He and the old shopkeeper who collected the money went to persuade him to stop it. After the crowd passed, someone found that he was trampled to death under the door!"
"Oh, is it so miserable?" The scholar who heard the news of his classmate's death did not feel pity. After all, Liu San could not play with everyone on weekdays, did not go to Zuihua House, or even went to have a drink.
He died...it was just a sigh, and he soon forgot about this person!
"What about us?"
"From now on, we should better praise Zhou Mingzhou!"
Zhou Dagu came out of his thoughts and raised his head strangely: "That's not right! Where is the Master! Logically speaking, the Master should have come by this time!"
The scholars around him quickly echoed his words and shouted: "Yes! Why is the Master missing?"
"Could it be that Master got up late today?"
"I heard from people that not only did the Master not lose money in the Yang family's business, but he also made some money with the help of Zhou Mingzhou. I believe our young master's wife will be very happy!"
"Oh! Why didn't Master get up today?"
Several students smiled evilly and made fun of the old master.
The book boy outside the door rushed over and stood beside the master's desk and saluted: "Dear gentlemen, the master is in trouble today and will not come!"
Niu Ruxian slapped the table with his big hand, and a lot of sawdust fell out from the cracks of the wooden table: "Hmph! Why didn't you send the book boy and clerk to our house in advance to tell you, if I had known better, I wouldn't have gotten up!"
Zhou Dagu was suspicious. He knew that Master valued the school, and trivial matters would not stop him from coming: "Study boy, may I ask what happened to Master? Can you tell everyone?"
The scholar bowed his hands in greeting: "Master said, if others ask, there is no need to tell. If Mr. Zhou asks, you can tell!"
"Someone...died!"
Niu Ruxian's eyes widened: "Someone died again? On what day did so many people die? I just found out that a scholar died yesterday. Who died this time?"
The scholar boy Zhan Hehe bowed his hands in greeting: "The person who died was a big shot, the master's former student, and also the master's superior officer!"
"It's Zhao Sihu!"
"Bang!" Niu Ruxian kicked down the desk and stood up.
"Another high-ranking official died. Was it the fault of the Lotus Sect?"
The book boy raised his head and tilted it forward, then quickly lowered his head: "Young kid, I don't know!"
"Master said, please go back first and don't go out unless you have something to do. I will send the boys to inform you gentlemen when classes will start!"
Zhou Dagu noticed his look and immediately felt something bad, before he had any other thoughts.
At the door of the freshmen class, the familiar sound of chains sounded.
In the school, countless people looked at the policeman standing in the small courtyard.
No one could have imagined that in just a few days, two groups of police officers would come to the small courtyard!
The students' eyes focused on Zhou Dagu.
"Who is this for?"
"I don't know, I'm not looking for you!"
"Nonsense, what are you doing to me if I'm innocent?"
"Are you looking for Mr. Zhou again?"
"No way! Mr. Zhou hasn't done anything bad, so why are you looking for him?"
The head catcher who was walking in front of the policeman stood outside the school, clasping his fists in greeting: "Who is Zhou Da Gu Zhou Langjun?"
The students gathered their eyes and told him the answer.
Zhou Dagu stepped forward and stepped out of the desk: "Sir, I am Zhou Dagu!"
"Mr. Zhou, don't call me sir, I'm just a villain. There are some things that I need you to follow me to the government office to investigate!"
"What's the matter?"
"Zhao Sihu is dead!"
"What does this have to do with me!"
"Zhao Sihu died in the study. In the morning, the servants called him to eat, but there was no response. The door was locked. Zhao Taijun sent someone to open the door and found that Zhao Sihu was dead!"
The policeman continued to explain: "Taijun of the Zhao family was also a warrior when she was young. When she saw Zhao Sihu dead in the study, she kicked everyone out and no one came in!"
"When we entered the study, Wu Zuo found a piece of rice paper under Zhao Sihu's body, with your name written on it!"
"We are just a small person. On your orders, please go back and investigate!"
"Dare to ask the head catcher!" Zhou Dagu raised his hands and said, "Which master are you following your orders?"
"Lu Tongpan!"
Zhou Dagu shook his head. He was really afraid that Lu Tongpuan would attack him: "If you don't go, I am a scholar. You can't convict me based on a piece of paper with my name written on it!"
The head catcher said goodbye, but he said without mercy: "Mr. Lang, please don't embarrass me! I represent the court now. It doesn't matter if you don't listen to me, but you can't disobey the court's orders! Are you going to Can you rebel?"
The little book boy stood behind Zhou Dagu and said: "Master Captor, my husband said that Zhou Langjun should go to Zhao's house first!"
The arrester was confused: "What can you do if you go to Zhao's house? The evidence is conclusive. Can you still make Zhao Sihu change his story? Come with me obediently! Save me the trouble!"
He raised his sword, his energy and blood rising, and he turned out to be a fourth-grade and first-level warrior.
Zhou Dagu clasped his hands together and tilted his head slightly, not daring to do anything to him: "You guessed it right, I can really make the dead talk!"
A gust of cold wind blew by, and it suddenly became cold in the school. Many students huddled their necks into their clothes.
Zhu Xiaowu was confused: "Brother Gu, do you know Taoist skills?"
"I have heard that there are some Taoist priests who can summon the talents in the human body within a very short time after death, just like the soul!"
There are heroic spirits in this world, but no one can explain whether ordinary people have souls.
After all, the underworld is just a story in Taoist classics, and no one has ever been there.
Zhou Dagu shook his head: "I can't summon the soul from the dead body, but I can make the corpse speak!"
Zhu Xiaowu opened his eyes wide, full of curiosity.
Zhu Jinwen's little eyes rolled around, thinking about whether there was any way to make a business out of this matter.
Niu Ruxian looked puzzled: "Driving corpses is not an evil practice?"
Filial piety is important in great success. No one wants their ancestors to die and their bodies to be used as weapons by others.
Therefore, corpse exorcism exists in Daying Jianghu, but it has always been regarded as a heretic by decent people!
Zhou Dagu shook his head again: "It's not about chasing away the corpse, it's about finding the unfinished words from the corpse!"
"Well!" Zhu Xiaowu wanted to watch the excitement again. He was unwilling to intervene. After all, nothing would really happen to Zhou Dagu. Others didn't know. He didn't know the importance of Zhou Dagu to Old Man Du.
But now I hear Zhou Dagu say that he has abilities that he has never seen before.
"Then, let's go to the scene and see it together?"
The head catcher was displeased. Not just any scholar could be proud of himself in front of him: "You are such a sour scholar, you have no right to speak!"
Zhu Xiaowu walked up to him and slapped him: "Do you want me to speak?"
The head catcher drew his knife: "You are looking for death!"
Zhu Xiaowu stretched out his other hand, and a token appeared on his hand: "This plus this, do you have my say?"
When the catcher saw the token, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "I've seen the chief catcher before! Of course there is, of course there is!"
"I thought you dared to be disrespectful when you saw this brand. Who knew that you, a bold head catcher, wouldn't dare to rebel!" Zhu Xiaowu stretched out his hand and bent down: "Brother Gu, please!"
Zhou Dagu snorted coldly and disdainfully walked past the catcher.
