The incident begins in Huating Town at the foot of the mountain.
Huating Town is located in a basin in the southwest of Huashan Mountain. It is surrounded by mountains that block the wind and sand, has rich soil, meandering rivers, and prosperous people. It has been a land of plenty since ancient times. People depend on food. The richest man in the area is Qian Guliang, a rice merchant. He is a shrewd and capable man, good at dancing, and he makes a lot of money with big buckets and small buckets. He knows very well that having money but not power is nothing like a fat pig in the pen. The difference is that he will be slaughtered and eaten sooner or later. For thirty years, he has been friends with the government and has firmly held the top position in the rice industry. No one can shake him.
The government can exempt from exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, but it cannot control the business of licking blood with knife heads in the rivers and lakes. It has to be unwilling to do so. Above the thieves is the sect, and behind the sect is the fairy city. There are thousands of connections, breaking bones and connecting tendons. I don't know what big shot will be brought out if the thread is pulled, so the Liang Kingdom has always adhered to the attitude of "the world is about the world" and did not interfere easily.
Qian Guliang knew that doing business must be done on two legs, and that the officialdom was indispensable. He secretly paid attention and deliberately made friends, and through Liu Yue, the chief bodyguard of the Red Dragon Escort Bureau, he got involved in the line of being the leader of the Huashan School. Qian Guliang spent a lot of money and opened the way for more than a hundred people. The rice, oil, meat and vegetables were all brought up the mountain by the loaders hired by the rice trade. During the holidays, he did not forget to prepare a generous gift. , personally sent to Luoyan Peak. Although he could not see the leader, he could always have a cup of tea with Qiu Zhuye, Li Yizhu and others and chat a few words. In return, the Huashan faction supported Qian Ji Mi Xing and called on all forces in the rivers and lakes to look after him. Therefore, over the years, Qian Ji Mi Xing has been transporting rice and silver by land and water, and has never been harassed by thieves and robbers, and has been safe and sound. He went out and returned safely, making the merchants who didn't know what was going on envious.
It is precisely because of this important relationship that Qian Guliang's business grew bigger and bigger, and the gifts from the Huashan Sect became more and more generous.
In recent years, Master Li has devoted himself to cultivation and gradually handed over the affairs of the sect to his eldest disciple Li Yizhu. Qian Guliang was keenly aware that Li Yizhu was likely to become the next leader of the Huashan sect, so he immediately inquired about his hobbies and deliberately catered to him. .
Luoyan Peak is not far from Huating Town. As long as nothing happens, Li Yizhu will always come to the town every ten days and a half to wander around, visit restaurants and have fun, sometimes alone, sometimes with his apprentice or daughter. Qian Guliang catered to his hobby, spending a lot of money to hire famous chefs from other places in turn, setting up an exquisite banquet in the back garden of Mihang, and smilingly asked Li Yizhu to taste it.
Li Yizhu was a good drinker and a good taster. Mihang's wine and food were good, and Qiangu's husband was also good. He gladly accepted the other party's kindness. After going back and forth, the two gradually became familiar with each other.
Qian Guliang has always believed that the Huashan sect is one of the best sects in the world, with a large number of people and strong strength. Youdao can enjoy the shade under a big tree. As long as they take care of him, neither the underworld nor the white sect will have any idea of him. However, things are unpredictable in the world. , the sky is unpredictable, and the accident will happen after all.
Late that night, Qian Guliang was lying in bed in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by a gust of wind rustling the treetops. The blood of an elderly person is weakening, and once he wakes up, he can no longer sleep. He simply gets up, gets dressed, wipes his face with cold water in the basin, and strolls to the back garden to relax. The moonlight was hazy, there was a hint of coolness in the wind, and there was silence all around. The carp in the pool swam quietly, occasionally flicking its tail and making a low sound.
Qian Guliang sat in the pavilion for a while, and when he looked up, he found candlelight on his daughter's small building. What on earth is she doing if she's still up so late? He went back to the room to get the candlestick, took out the key from under the pillow, opened the locked side door, and climbed up the stairs to the second floor. However, he saw Mei Xiang, the girl who was serving his daughter, collapsed on the ground, her body was cold, what should I say? Neither woke up. He stretched out his fingers tremblingly to test her breathing, and was shocked to find that she was completely dead.
There's a thief! Qian Guliang's hands and feet were weak. He held on to the wall and staggered toward his daughter's embroidery room. He called her name in a trembling voice. No one paid him any attention. The small building was as quiet as a tomb.
The door was ajar, the key was broken and fell to the floor. The daughter was lying naked on the edge of the bed, her right shoulder and back twisted in a weird way. As soon as his hand was loosened, the candlestick fell to the ground. Qian Guliang burst into tears and opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out.
The flower picker raped and killed his most precious daughter!
After a long time, the heartbreaking cry burst out of the throat, waking up the sleeping slaves and boys. The candles were lit one after another, creating a mess.
The dead cannot be resurrected, so the top priority is to block the news and track down the murderer. Qian Guliang quickly came to his senses and only told the public that the lady died of a sudden illness. He secretly sent a confidant to Luoyan Peak in Huashan Mountain overnight to ask Li Yizhu to hurry up. Come to Huating Town. There was a lot of discussion in the Qian family, and there was a lot of suspicion. The young lady had never been ill, so how could she leave just like that? What happened to Mei Xiang? Suspicions were suspicions, and under Qian Guliang's prestige, no one dared to speak nonsense.
When Li Yizhu received the news, it was already bright. He was sitting in the shade of a tree drinking tea. The boy was sweating profusely and ran up the mountain. He was out of breath with his hands on his knees. He brought a message from Qian Guliang, saying that there was The thief sneaked into Qian's house late at night to commit murder, and begged him to come down to deliver justice. Li Yizhu didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at first. He didn't want to go. The boy was deeply benevolent and loyal to Qian Guliang. He was so anxious that he threw himself to the ground and kowtowed desperately. His forehead was hit with a stone and a big gash was drawn, and there was blood. DC, he felt a little sorry. He said a few words of care to his daughter and planned to go to Huating Town and come back before evening.
When he arrived at Qian's Mansion, he learned that the deceased was Qian Guliang's daughter, and that she had been raped and then killed by a flower picker. Her death was horrific.
Qian Guliang didn't want to report to the official. Firstly, it was related to the reputation of the Qian family and his daughter's reputation. Secondly, if the official intervened, his daughter's body would be inspected, so he couldn't do anything about it. He had no choice but to place his hope on Li Yizhu, begging him to capture the adulterer no matter what, and cut him to pieces to avenge his dead daughter.
Li Yizhu first checked Mei Xiang's body. There were no external injuries on her body. The Tanzhong acupoint bulged outward, like a walnut-sized sarcoma. It seemed that she died from some kind of acupuncture technique. Her blood vessels were stagnant and she died with eyes closed. He tried to remove the acupuncture points on the corpse, but tried several methods with no success. In the end, he had to use his internal energy to infuse the meridians and forcibly flush the acupoints, and then the acupuncture points that had been tapped were unblocked.
The blood vessels were unblocked again, and thick blood seeped out from the seven orifices of the corpse, making her look like she was crying. Li Yizhu's face changed slightly, and his heart felt cold. He had seen a similar situation many years ago.
Qian Guliang burst into tears. He held his head and told Li Yizhu about his daughter's death intermittently. Li Yizhu noticed two details. First, she bit a piece of rag in her mouth, biting it very tightly. It was obvious that she could not bear the torture and tore it from the bedding. Second, when the body was moved into the coffin, Qian Guliang found that her right hand was The arms seemed to have been pulled hard, the shoulders and back were twisted and deformed, and several bones were broken, which was shocking.
Li Yizhu repeatedly interrogated him and found out that Qian Guliang was not the author and could not explain clearly. In the end, he lay on the table and howled like a wolf. Li Yizhu could understand his mood. He patted Qian Guliang on the shoulder and asked the last question in his ear: "Can you let me see Miss Qian's body?"
Qian Guliang flatly refused.
