The next day.
"Uh-huh!"
Chen Yuan waved the long knife in his hand expressionlessly.
once,
twice,
three times...
After swinging the knife a hundred times, Chen Yuan's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and blood was surging in his body. If you listened carefully, you could hear some sounds.
While practicing swordsmanship, Chen Yuan was also practicing.
After a long time, Chen Yuan put away his sword and stood there. The sun in the sky had risen, making people feel a touch of warmth.
After having breakfast at Zhouji Baozi Shop, Chen Yuan walked slowly towards the county government office.
Today is another salty day!
County government.
Chen Yuan greeted the old government officials one by one. After beheading the Iron Hand and killing a Wu Sheng Cult traitor, Chen Yuan's status in the county government had been significantly enhanced.
You know, most of the government servants who came in with Chen Yuan had no sense of presence.
Even in the county government, strength speaks for itself.
Although Chen Yuan used some tricks in the two incidents, his strength was also praised.
No one knew that Chen Yuan had entered blood refining, otherwise everyone would be even more shocked.
However, Chen Yuan doesn't want to be the center of attention right now. The only way to develop quietly and make a fortune is to wait until he steps into bone refining, then it's time for him to officially show off his cards.
After greeting everyone, Chen Yuan just wanted to sit down.
Suddenly, a government servant rushed in and headed towards the room where the head catcher Huang Xing was, with a very solemn expression on his face.
After a while, the head catcher Huang Xing and the government servant walked out of the room and scanned everyone.
"Zhao Ning, Chen Yuan, Wang..."
"The rest are patrolling as usual, you follow me!"
Huang Xing's words were unequivocal, as if he had encountered a major incident, and most of the people he named were powerful.
Chen Yuan did not dare to refute anything and followed Huang Xing obediently.
On the way, Chen Yuan finally knew what happened.
It is still related to the demons of Wu Sheng Cult.
The incident happened in a large family in the east of the city. Seventeen members of the family, including maids and servants, all died unexpectedly.
The essence and blood were sucked dry, which was almost the same as the death of Chen Pingan's parents.
With such a major case, no wonder Huang Xing looked solemn.
The previous murders all happened in remote rural pavilions, and everyone didn't want to provoke them, but if they happened in the city, they couldn't help but be ignored by the Yamen.
The east part of the city is relatively speaking, the most affluent area in Ping'an County, and the Huang family is located in the east part of the city.
Soon, a group of government officials did not dare to delay and arrived in front of the house. A dozen white officials guarded the house while Huang Xing led everyone inside.
In the yard.
Seventeen corpses were placed one by one, covered with white cloth.
Chen Yuan picked up the white cloth with the scabbard and looked at each one carefully. The death state was indeed exactly the same as that of Chen Pingan's parents.
Chen Yuan's heart tightened. He didn't know whether this was done accidentally by the Wu Sheng Cult demons, or whether it was a warning to the county government. Could he be targeted?
"What did Wu Zuo say?" Huang Xing asked, lowering his head.
A middle-aged man raised his hands and said:
"It should be what happened last night."
"What traces were found?"
Huang Xing nodded and turned his attention to the government officials. Just now, they had carefully explored the entire house.
Some shook their heads, some came up with some clues.
But after all, there is no clear clue.
Chen Yuan searched the corners of the wall and finally found a few footprints that were not very obvious. He slowly squatted down and stared at the footprints, thinking about something in his eyes.
Seeing Chen Yuan's strange behavior, Huang Xing stepped forward:
"What did you think of?"
Chen Yuan pointed to the footprints on the ground:
"Sir, judging from the footprints, there should be two thieves from the Wusheng Cult. One is a little thin and the other is a little fat."
"The fat one must have a slight limp."
Huang Xing squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Yuan:
"How can I see it?"
"Sir, please look at this footprint. This footprint is obviously deeper than the other footprints, and the left leg exerts more force. I have just observed that among the seventeen corpses on the ground, not one of them is lame!"
Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.
When he had nothing to do, Chen Yuan had already checked all the corpses on the ground to confirm that no one had any problems with their legs. Only when he checked for footprints later would he be so sure.
Huang Xing stared at it for a while before saying:
"good."
Soon, Huang Xing ordered people to start a search based on Chen Yuan's judgment.
The target is a lame fat man...
They couldn't help but ignore the murders that occurred in the county.
The imperial court has already put the Wusheng Cult on the order of death.
"Did you discover the murder case this morning first?"
Chen Yuan found the first person to report the crime, a carpenter who delivered the coffin to that family.
"Yes... Mr. Cha, this morning..."
According to the middle-aged man, he was supposed to send a letter today to tell them that the coffin had been built, but the door had been closed and not opened.
After waiting for a while, he wanted to leave, but he smelled the smell of blood again and realized something was wrong, so he and several fellow carpenters pushed the door open.
After that, when he saw the tragic situation in the mansion, he was so frightened that he ran to report it to the official.
Chen Yuan squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, and noticed another thing.
"Why build a coffin?"
He had observed that the master and his wife of that family were not dying, and were only in their forties. They should not prepare for their own funeral so early.
The carpenter was stunned and said truthfully:
"Master Liu asked us to build the coffin, saying it was for the relocation of the ancestor's tomb. All the coffins were made of fine wood..."
"Move the grave..." Chen Yuan seemed to realize something.
"Okay, do you know why you want to move the grave?"
"I heard Master Liu say that the old grave has bad feng shui, but I don't know if that's true."
Is there any connection between the grave relocation and the murder?
Chen Yuan squinted his eyes.
"Do you know where Mr. Liu's ancestral graves are?"
"I know, I have been there once. Master Liu believed this and took us to pay homage."
"Take me to see..."
The carpenter didn't dare to refute. To him, the county government official was already a great figure, and he was not something a common man like him could provoke.
After saying a few words, Chen Yuan went to ask the head catcher Huang Xing for instructions, but the head catcher Huang Xing objected.
"What's so interesting about the tomb? If we have time, we might as well go to the county and search it."
Huang Xing scolded, seeming a little unhappy.
Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and did not refute. He quickly said yes, but he was thinking, did he offend Huang Xing in some way?
Or was he aware that he was hostile to him?
Chen Yuan didn't know, but Huang Xing had already spoken, and Chen Yuan would not stand up to him. After asking in a low voice the location of the Liu family's ancestral tomb, he led a few white servants and began to search the county.
