There are traces of people making offerings to the temple, which is relatively clean.
There was no dry firewood around, so the three of them chopped up the magic table, built a bonfire, took off their wet clothes and socks to knead next to it, and cut off a few pieces of tiger meat to bake and eat.
Light and fire dispel the coldness and reduce fear.
Jiang Yun parked the six corpses in the temple and gave them blind eyes, knowing that he would dig holes for the corpses to be buried.
"Hanjiang Guying, old friends in the world, why should we have known each other before meeting?" Song Che looked at the upright corpse and couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Yun looked at him in surprise: "You are a businessman, but you also know the world?"
Song Che said: "Jiangs and lakes, rivers and lakes, what are rivers and lakes? There are rivers and lakes in the world, and you and I are all in the world of mortals."
"Why am I not?" Liao Heng pouted and interjected.
Song Che smiled and said: "You are going to Yangzhou to take up a post. You are a member of the officialdom and eat the royal food. However, I am a peddler and a pawn, and he is a swordsman."
Liao Heng added firewood to the fire with a deep look in his eyes and no words. He didn't know whether he was acquiescing or had some thoughts.
"Honestly, I used to look down on business people from the bottom of my heart. I thought they were all treacherous people who had no profit and couldn't afford to be early. Tonight, I heard what Brother Chen said. We are all old friends in the world. Why should we meet before?"
Jiang Yun took off the wine bag and wanted to have a drink with Song Che. Song Che said, "Wine, please drink it later, so as not to get out of shape. The pretender is here, and we won't be able to deal with it."
Jiang Yun said proudly: "I placed two tigers at the entrance of the temple to tell those who are pretending to be gods and ghosts. I can kill big insects. It's best not to be ignorant."
"The last one made a big statement, and now his hands are still shaking." Song Che smiled and glanced sideways at Liao Heng.
Liao Heng rolled his eyes: "I'm freezing!"
Song Che came to the corpses, squatted down and groped around and asked, "Brother Jiang, in your opinion, how are these people's martial arts skills?"
Jiang Yun turned over the palms of several corpses, "I haven't fought with them, so I can't be too sure, but they are definitely not as good as me. But from their palms covered with knife calluses, we can conclude that they are all experts in using knives."
Song Che said softly: "Then this is strange, isn't it? A group of swordsmen who are skilled in martial arts. If someone wants to kill them, they will resist no matter what. But there are no signs of fighting in the yard, and there are no injuries on their bodies. It seems that he was weakened to death in such an inexplicable way."
Jiang Yun frowned, "Are you... really a ghost that kills people?"
Song Che shook his head, "Where can there be ghosts in this world? The person who killed them must be a human, but that person must have used some unseen method to make them die without even being able to pull out the knife."
He retracted his groping hand and asked: "I touched them all, and there wasn't even a penny on them. Do you feel strange?"
Jiang Yundao: "A person who travels around the world, no matter how poor he is, should leave some money to buy wine and feed horses."
"But their horses are gone too."
"A robbery?"
"It should be to rob wealth," Song Che shook his head again: "But what I can't figure out is that they are creating a situation where they become evil ghosts and kill people. In this way, business travelers will stay away from them. Doesn't this mean that they have cut off their own financial path?"
Liao Heng added faintly: "What's more, they chose to kill people late at night. I don't think anyone else will refuse the beautiful boss lady and come here to spend the night like us."
"Could it be that he was trying to escape the government's accountability by claiming his life as a ghost?" Jiang Yun guessed.
Liao Heng immediately denied: "I have never seen any bandit who is afraid of the government."
"I would like to ask, what is the best way to kill someone silently?" Song Che asked.
Jiang Yun and Liao Heng said in unison: "Poison!"
"That's right," Song Che said, "It's like when you enter a house to pick flowers, you first use smoke to charm the girl, so that she loses consciousness, and then she can be at your mercy."
Jiang Yun and Liao Heng squinted their eyes at the same time, suspicious of Song Che.
Song Che coughed twice, "I'm just giving you an example... Let's get back to business,"
He casually broke off a piece of wood, scraped the nasal cavities of several corpses, and obtained a uniform powdery substance.
"What do you think this is?"
"Booger."
"It's a pinky booger."
Song Che analyzed: "There are three reasons for poisoning. The first is through physical contact, the second is ingestion through the mouth, and the third is inhalation through the nose. These six people are all swordsmen traveling in the world. They travel together, eat together, and Sleep. The first and second methods of poisoning are definitely not feasible for them, so that leaves only the third method, which is to use poisonous smoke."
He tilted his head and looked outside the temple at the "will-o'-the-wisps" lingering on the mass graves, and said slowly:
"The so-called will-o'-the-wisp is just a kind of 'phosphorus' released from the bones after death. This substance has a very low ignition point and will burn again when the air is dry... If it rains, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely no will-o'-the-wisp will appear."
"You are..." Liao Heng quickly covered his mouth and nose.
Song Che smiled and said: "Don't worry, the fans outside the temple should have been used to deal with these six people before. The rain was so heavy that they have been diluted. If not, we would have fainted in the mass grave." "
"As you do, if the man-made will-o'-the-wisp suddenly becomes thick..."
"It's obvious that the 'Li Gui' is going to attack us——"
"call!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind came.
The "will-o'-the-wisp" that was originally sparse suddenly burned so vigorously!
"They're coming, they're coming... How can we escape from such a large amount of poisonous smoke?" Liao Heng stood up from the ground in shock.
Song Che quickly backed away, "You can try to wet the cuffs, but the powdery substance may not be completely filtered."
"No need to worry."
Jiang Yun put his hand into his chest, rubbed it back and forth a few times, took out two pills and handed them to Song Che and Liao Heng: "Put it into your mouth, no matter how poisonous the confusion is, it won't be able to knock you out."
Song Che looked at the dark pills in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Could this be the 'leg-stretching and staring pills' rubbed out from your body?"
Looking at his slovenly appearance, he can indeed produce these things.
"What about the stretch-leg-and-eye-eye pill? This is the 'Baicao Detoxification Pill' refined by my master. The emperor is not happy even when he comes." Jiang Yun stuffed the pills into Song Che and Liao Heng.
The two of them took the detoxifying pill with some hesitation.
"What about you? Why don't you eat?" Liao Heng asked.
"I have a unique skill, the Turtle Breath Breathing and Inhalation Technique, which can sink Qi into the Dantian and prevent it from being invaded by poisonous miasma... Besides, I haven't bathed for ten years."
"You guy! Ugh..."
"Okay, okay, let's pretend to be dizzy quickly and let's see how that 'fierce ghost' blinks."
The three of them collapsed beside the bonfire.
