I continued chatting with the innkeeper for a while, and happened to talk about why Gusu City is so lively. In fact, in addition to New Year's Day, it is also because of the Laba Festival in February.
The Laba Festival is also known as the day when Buddha became enlightened. At that time, Hanshan Temple will hold a porridge ceremony, and many Buddhists in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will gather.
The two of them chatted until dusk approached before they knew it, and Qin Bai leisurely left the inn and wandered towards the Yamen.
Rice cakes and glutinous rice balls were no longer uncommon at roadside stalls in Gusu City. He remembered that he had not eaten anything for a day and bought some.
The glutinous rice balls are not expensive. They are boiled in water and then taken out, then wrapped in oil paper with a bamboo stick stuck on them. When you eat them, your mouth will be filled with the aroma of sesame and glutinous rice.
Qin Bai was not satisfied and bought a freshly baked rice cake. The sugar that came with it was sprinkled on it, and it could only be described as soft, glutinous and sweet.
The three little guys, Paper Man, were also released. They hid in Qin Bai's collar, curiously feeling the festive atmosphere.
It took Qin Bai most of an hour to walk to the yamen gate, mainly wandering around.
However, as soon as he approached the Yamen, Qin Bai saw a lot of people gathered at the door. Visually, there were thirty or forty people, and there was a lot of discussion.
The voices of discussion were kept low, but they were still heard by Qin Bai. It seemed that someone went to the Yamen to surrender, but the situation was a bit complicated.
If you look carefully, you can see there are still some blood stains on the nearby streets.
Qin Bai walked up quickly. Because of his height advantage, he could see a man covered in blood standing at the entrance of the hall without squeezing in.
The man had his back to the crowd, but his body was shaking slightly and his hair was spreading out. The most frightening thing was that he was holding two human heads in his hands.
The head was severed from the neck, and blood was flowing down the fracture, and soon accumulated a lot on the ground.
Qin Bai was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he didn't feel bloody. After receiving the three little guys into the paper house, he continued to eat with great interest.
The crowd smelled the aroma of the food and couldn't help but turn their heads to look. They were stunned for a moment.
They immediately moved out of the way. The pressure caused by Qin Bai standing behind was too much. Normal people would not eat with relish in such a situation.
Seeing this, Qin Bai was not polite and walked directly to the front row. The man standing at the entrance looked a little strange from the outside, mainly because he exuded a sense of death.
After a while, Magistrate Xu walked out. He was wearing official uniform, his face was full of decadence and exhaustion, and his eye circles were much larger than ordinary people.
When he saw the man holding the head in the hall, he was not surprised. Instead, he let out a long breath.
County Magistrate Xu braced himself up and said, "Who is this person in the hall? Why is he holding his head? Is it possible that you killed these two people?"
The man's face was dull and he said in a calm tone: "Master Qi, the villain Wang Song, these two people were killed by the villain."
"Why did you kill people?" Hearing Magistrate Xu's tone, he was not surprised.
Wang Song seemed to have lost his soul and said directly: "One of them is my wife Ding, and the other is my son Wang Tai. They took advantage of my absence to kill the domestic pigs that had been kept in captivity for several years. This Shouldn’t he be killed?”
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar. There was no reason to kill one's own family members for the sake of animals, let alone report the crime with their heads.
After hearing this, County Magistrate Xu was shocked and asked the government officials to pull the old man Wang Song down.
The head fell from Wang Song's hand, rolled around on the ground, and looked at the crowd with his eyes open.
Everyone felt horrified, except Qin Bai who walked into the lobby, squatted down and looked at the heads.
Magistrate Xu waved his hand to signal the government officials, who were facing a formidable enemy, to retreat, and walked to Qin Bai with a tired look.
"If I didn't admit my mistake, it should be Qin Juren. Have you found anything?"
Qin Bai glanced at the other party in surprise. He didn't expect the county magistrate to recognize him. He pondered for a moment and then replied.
"Maybe he was out of his mind and killed someone. It doesn't look like an ordinary person's method."
In fact, what he wanted to say was that he was affected by demons, especially Wang Song, who acted as if his soul was damaged.
"Why do you see..." Magistrate Xu couldn't help but continue to ask.
Qin Bai shook his head, pointed to the wound on his neck and said: "This wound was completely cut with a blunt knife for at least an hour. How could it be like this if it wasn't a deep hatred."
Magistrate Xu said no more, he shuddered, and the expression on his face became more tired.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be wary, Qin Bai stood up and swallowed the last few bites of the rice cake. His stomach was full and his body felt warm.
"My paperwork should still be in the Yamen, right?"
"Master Wei is still in Gusu City. He told me before that Qin Juren can go to him directly. I will send someone to take you there."
After Magistrate Xu finished speaking, he sighed and walked towards the yamen, followed by several yamen servants.
Qin Bai didn't think too much, it would be easier to deal with if it was a demon, but magistrate Xu's situation seemed to be more complicated.
But he didn't think about it and followed the yamen servant towards the back room of the yamen.
When passing by the prison, Wang Song happened to be imprisoned. Qin Bai glanced at it and saw that the officer guarding outside the door had a dull look on his face.
Because the prison was dark, damp, and full of resentment, it was inevitable that there would be traces of yin energy emanating from it.
The two stopped in front of a larger room. The candle lights were on inside, and they could see someone sitting at a desk, flipping through books and files.
The yamen servant nodded and turned around to leave, while Qin Bai walked up and knocked on the door.
"Come in." It was Zhou Qi who spoke, his voice still full of energy.
Qin Bai opened the door and walked in. Wei Lianzhang looked up at him with a little surprise in his eyes, and then motioned to Zhou Qi to bring a stool over.
"You're welcome, Qin Bai, please sit down."
Wei Lianzhang put down the file, silently put back the plug cord on the table while Qin Bai wasn't paying attention, and then continued: "When did you return to Gusu City?"
"Just today."
Qin Bai was not restrained. Although Zhou Qi poured tea for him, he felt thirsty so he took out a Coke gourd and drank it. The aroma of wine filled the air.
The two of them were speechless for a moment. You were so open-minded about asking you to be polite, but you ended up drinking too much.
"Would you like to try it?" Qin Bai saw them looking at him and immediately shook the gourd in his hand.
Wei Lianzhang smiled and shook his head and said: "You only have a few bowls of gourd, which is not enough for me to drink."
"It seems that Mr. Wei is also a good drinker, but I don't know the bottom of my gourd."
Wei Lianzhang waved his hand. He knew that the other party was a profound charlatan, and what he said was probably true: "Don't call me Sir. I know you have no intention of having an official career, so there is no need to be commensurate with your superiors and subordinates. Just call me Old Wei."
"Old Wei, do you have any side dishes to go with the wine?" Seeing this, Qin Bai climbed up the pole and simply took out a bag of peanuts from his arms and started eating.
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