On March 21st, at night, the bright moon was in the sky.
A ray of light came from afar and fell on the white grass bushes where the moonlight shone like snow.
A figure dressed in black appeared.
The black figure first looked around, then sat cross-legged, probably using his spiritual consciousness to explore the surroundings.
After about a quarter of an hour, he stood up, stretched out his hand, and a person rolled out, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The distance was too far, and the appearance of the two people could not be seen clearly, but the black figure took out another bag, shook it as well, and a beast that was as big as a cat and about three feet long came out.
The beast raised its head and roared, revealing two bright fangs that looked like steel knives.
Iron-eating lynx!
The black shadow patted the monster's head and scolded it in a low voice. The monster then shook its head and tail, as obediently as a house cat.
Next, under the command of the black shadow, the lynx found the man on the ground, pounced on him, and began to bite.
During this process, the man seemed to wake up and struggled desperately, but in vain.
He pointed at the black shadow and cursed again, but he was too far away to hear clearly.
Finally, the man stopped struggling, twitched for a while, and stopped moving.
The black shadow whistled, and the iron-eating lynx ran towards the higher hillside and disappeared in an instant.
The black shadow immediately rose up with the sword and chased the monster.
…
In Yiyi's description, the entire process was unfolded sequentially in front of Yang Zhen like a silent movie.
Black shadow, iron-eating lynx, spirit beast bag...
The scolding indicates that the two parties probably know each other...
Sword flying, at least in the later stages of Qi training, more likely foundation building...
Foundation building...
Yang Zhen's heart sank. If it was to build a foundation, the suspect would be almost certain.
Liang family!
Why did the Liang family want to kill this resident disciple?
"Who came to do the autopsy?" he asked the village chief behind him.
"This is the adult steward of the county hall and his men. Later, I heard that the body was sent to the county seat and handed over to the county for inspection."
"What are the results of the county inspection?"
"I don't know about this. However, I guess it must have been a monster attack. Otherwise, the county wouldn't have sent people down to investigate the case?"
The village chief was not a good character, but he analyzed things clearly and logically. Yang Zhen nodded and asked again:
"Did the county office send any pension to Jiang Zhuxiang's family?"
The village chief spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know this either.
"Okay, that's it for today," Yang Zhen looked at Liang Chongjun and others walking over and said, "Let's go back to town!"
"Master, third elder, young master, please leave after dinner!" The village chief quickly greeted the guests warmly.
Yang Zhen ignored it and took out the flying boat. Liang Chongjun and others jumped on it. Immediately, the flying boat sailed towards Liangjia Town.
…
Bailing Village is about two hundred miles southwest of Liangjia Town. Half an hour later, the flying boat arrived at Liangjia Town, and it was already dark.
Yang Zhen declined the Liang family's invitation, and went back to the inn with Heitu Liuqiu to have something to eat, and then the two of them walked towards the town.
He read the information before coming. This Jiang Chengnai is from Shuitian Township in this county. He is thirty years old this year. He has three spiritual roots and is at the sixth level of Qi training.
There is also a widowed mother in his family. After he came to Liangjia Town to serve as a resident disciple more than ten years ago, he took his widowed mother over and settled in the town.
It was Jiang's mother that Yang Zhen wanted to visit at this time.
Jiang's house is located in a remote alley in the town. It is a two-entry courtyard with a closed door.
Heitu Liuqiu stepped forward and knocked on the door.
There was a gap in the courtyard door, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old in Jingchai and cloth skirt stuck her head out.
Yang Zhen was a little surprised that this girl was not mentioned in Jiang Cheng's information.
"Who are you looking for?"
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"My name is Heitu Liuqiu, the new resident disciple of Liangjia Town," Heitu introduced himself, "I came here specifically to visit my aunt."
The girl turned around and responded to the room, then opened the door.
The gray-haired old woman stood at the door and looked at the visitor suspiciously.
Yang Zhen glanced around. Although the furnishings in this courtyard were simple, they had all the belongings that an ordinary family should have. There are stone tables, stone benches, two jujube trees, a small pond in the courtyard, and a small well in the middle.
It can be seen that the Jiang family lives a relatively prosperous life.
He also quickly learned the identity of the girl. She was the daughter of the neighbor's Huang Doufu family, named Huang Xiao'e. In the past few years before Jiang Cheng's death, he had hired her to help take care of his mother.
"So, Senior Brother Jiang is often away from home?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
Although the salary of the disciples stationed in the hometown is small, their responsibilities are actually not many. The first is to report the livelihood conditions of the township and some important events to the county office every once in a while; the second is to pass on the news in a timely manner when natural or man-made disasters occur, mainly animal tides in Wushui County.
The last one is to find those schoolchildren with spiritual roots in the entire township in the first month of each year and send them to the county hall.
Other than that, there is nothing else. The disciples stationed in the village have the responsibility of supervising the public security of the village, but they do not themselves bear the responsibility. So, if you want to fish, you can stay at home for a whole month without anyone looking after you.
Of course, if you really do this, your cultivation will be ruined. Therefore, most of the disciples stationed in the village will actively look for other ways to earn more spiritual stones. That was the case for Yu Deshui, who had three jobs back then.
Therefore, it is not unusual for Jiang Cheng to be away from home often.
"Hey." Mother Jiang sighed slightly.
"What is Senior Brother Jiang usually busy with?" Yang Zhen asked again.
"He never told me, how could I know." Mother Jiang shook her head.
It seemed that it was difficult to find any clues in this place, and Yang Zhen was a little disappointed.
At this time, he glanced and found that Huang Xiao'e had been listening to his questions very carefully. Whenever Jiang Cheng is mentioned, his breathing will pause slightly, showing great concern.
He glanced at the girl a few more times in surprise, and found that although the girl's clothes were simple and her skin was a little rough, her facial features were quite regular. If she looked carefully, she was still quite pretty. Especially at this age, it is the most beautiful season in a girl's life.
He couldn't help but feel moved.
"Have you never thought about getting married these years, senior brother Jiang?" He turned to ask Jiang's mother.
At the same time, he secretly observed the girl and found that she lowered her head and looked sad.
This question made Jiang's mother sad. The old man wiped the corners of his eyes and said bitterly:
"This kid's life is thinner than paper, but his heart is higher than that day! Every time I ask him, he always says that he wants to find someone who is a cultivator like him, and he must come from a wealthy family!"
"He said, on that day, he wants me to wear a bright red auspicious dress and sit in the high hall, and he will lead a fairy-like daughter-in-law to kneel down to me..."
"Bah, this child is really obsessed with me. What do I want a wife like that? She can't have children, so she might as well have this one next to her. He should have done this long ago. I, I have grandchildren now, so it's not like that. I don’t even have anyone to rely on when I’m old——”
After saying that, I burst into tears.
"Grandma," Huang Xiao'e also cried: "Brother Cheng is gone, Xiao'e is your daughter, I, I will take care of you until you die!"
"Xiao'e, Ah Cheng can't forgive you, and grandma can't forgive you either!"
The two women hugged each other and cried together.
When the crying subsided, Yang Zhen hardened her heart and continued to ask:
"Has Senior Brother Jiang told you these things recently, or has he always said this?"
"This kid has always thought this way."
"How about lately?"
"Recently?" The old woman wiped away her tears and thought, "I seem to be talking a lot lately, and sometimes I'm very excited."
Yang Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly.
…
After walking out of Jiang's house, Yang Zhen asked Yiyi: "Did you find out anything from those two jujube trees?"
"No," Xiaocao said, "No. The two jujube trees are not yet mature, and their memory is only about twenty days. They only asked about trivial matters at home, nothing worthy of attention."
"No woman has ever come to visit Mother Jiang?"
"No."
"Yeah." Yang Zhen nodded, her thoughts still stuck on the previous conversation.
This Jiang Cheng is likely to have a woman who is also practicing beside him. It's just that the disciples stationed in the hometown are often alone, with no other colleagues around them. Where should I start this investigation?
While he was thinking, he suddenly frowned and a paper kite appeared in his hand.
After opening the kite and listening to the message inside, Yang Zhen turned pale and became furious!
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