Li Jiuzhou never expected that he would encounter so many strange things when he came to provide disaster relief.

Each of these cases is becoming more and more strange and complicated, far beyond my expectation.

Old man Zhang also came back from Lishan Hall, but with no results.

Seeing Li Jiuzhou sitting in a daze with a sad look on his face, Old Man Zhang pulled off the wine gourd, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to him.

"You have at least three doubts now." Old Man Zhang said.

"That's right." Li Jiuzhou took the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "First, Xu Du, are the people in red and the people who robbed the official car the same group?"

Old man Zhang replied: "This is not certain. They all happened in Fengxiang. Fengxiang is such a big place and there won't be many forces. In my opinion, there is a high probability that the same group of people did it."

Li Jiuzhou expressed his second doubt: "Second, why do the people I want to investigate always get killed quickly every time? Xu Du before, Xu Shanren later, and then the brothel girl who delivered the letter."

Old Man Zhang still helped him answer: "Someone is one step ahead of you and knows your whereabouts and thoughts well. There is a spy in the yamen."

Li Jiuzhou suddenly understood, "Why didn't I think of this before?"

"The authorities are confused, but bystanders know clearly. It's normal for you to not think of it for a moment."

"It seems that there are not many trustworthy people. We must be more cautious in the future." Li Jiuzhou nodded and continued with his third doubt, "Xie Qingzhang is a weak scholar who doesn't look like a murderer. How did he kill people?

"

Old man Zhang took out the wine gourd and took a big sip before saying: "The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. In my early years, I traveled all over the world and saw a lot. I heard that there is a witchcraft in Miao territory that can control other people's actions.

Don’t know it.”

Only then did Li Jiuzhou realize. He had said before that he was a descendant of the Qiu bearded guest, and as a chivalrous man, he must have a lot of knowledge.

I just saw that he spoke plainly, and I don’t know what he went through in his early years. He must have been through the dragon’s pit and tiger’s den.

Li Jiuzhou had also heard of Miao Jiang's Gu technique, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Now when I heard Old Man Zhang mention it, I thought that Xie Qingzhang had always said that he had stayed in the house these nights, but the people following him had not seen him. If he was really controlled by Miao Jiang's poison, Xie Qingzhang himself would not know that he was

What did you do?

"Do you have any way to find out the poison that poisoned people?" Li Jiuzhou cleared up his messy thoughts and asked old man Zhang.

Old man Zhang lowered his head and muttered, "There is a way, but you have to observe it from his diet and daily life."

Li Jiuzhou said: "I understand, so I will let Xie Qingzhang go back, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the person who planted the poison."

"We still need to investigate the people in Fengxiang City who know witchcraft." Old Man Zhang reminded him.

Li Jiuzhou had already thought of this, "I just don't know how to investigate."

Old man Zhang also had no idea for a moment and said nothing.

"Let's start with Xie Qingzhang first." Xie Qingzhang had no motive for the murder. Li Jiuzhou thought that since the murderer behind the scenes used Xie Qingzhang to kill people, he should be able to find out the murderer by following the clues from him.

So Li Jiuzhou grabbed Liu Yongyan's feet, and the two went to the prison to interrogate Xie Qingzhang.

"Have you killed anyone?" Li Jiuzhou asked sternly in front of many people.

Xie Qingzhang swung his bracelets and anklets, making a clanging sound, and cried: "I really didn't kill anyone."

Li Jiuzhou mocked: "Looking at you looking so worthless, I guess you don't have the guts to kill anyone."

Xie Qingzhang felt aggrieved and helpless.

"Then why were you not in the house before and where were you?" Li Jiuzhou continued to interrogate.

Xie Qingzhang answered him again: "I have been in the house and haven't gone anywhere."

Li Jiuzhou dragged his chin and pondered, then suddenly turned his head and scolded a government servant behind him: "You are really not careful in your work. You are in the house, but you are so perfunctory."

The yamen officer sent to follow Xie Qingzhang also felt that he had been negligent and hurriedly bowed and said: "It was our negligence. The disaster relief mission has taught us a lesson."

Liu Yongyan couldn't help but blame him: "You get the salary from the court, so you should work hard. If you are still so sloppy next time, take off your official uniform and go home."

The yamen servant was so scolded that he dared not speak anymore and lowered his head.

Liu Yongyan advised Li Jiuzhou: "The disaster relief officer calmed down. I will strictly discipline these subordinates in the future. Since Xie Qingzhang is not guilty, it is better to let him go, so as not to hurt a good person by mistake and cause people to talk."

Li Jiuzhou originally wanted to release him, but he was worried that there was a traitor in the yamen and wanted to put on a show for others. When Liu Yongyan opened his mouth, he said: "Prefect Liu is right, I was careless and arrested the wrong person, so now

Let him go."

After speaking, he glanced sideways at Liu Yongyan, and seeing his calm expression, he took the initiative and said, "Let him go."

The breeze blew over Xie Qingzhang's confused face. Seeing that Li Jiuzhou no longer doubted that he had killed someone, he waited until the sun went down and hurried home.

As night fell, it was another quiet late night, quiet, as quiet as death.

Xie Qingzhang looked at a piece of paper on the table, his eyes dull.

The crooked handwriting on the note outlines a large word "death".

In the dark night, the faint moonlight shone in through the window, and a figure slanted out, accompanied by subtle footsteps.

Xie Qingzhang hid on the bed, huddled under the quilt, covering his mouth with both hands, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he didn't dare to move for fear of making any noise!

For a moment, apart from the rapid breathing, the only sound in his ears was his extremely violent heartbeat.

It was clearly a sound that you would never notice at ordinary times, but in this deathly darkness and silence, it was as obvious as thunder. The footsteps were getting louder and closer.

With a creak, the door fluttered open, as if blown open by the wind.

At some point, beads of sweat began to appear on Xie Qingzhang's forehead, and the beads of sweat dripped onto the sheets with a slapping sound.

Xie Qingzhang silently recited words of comfort that even he himself did not believe.

The sound of unhurried footsteps came closer and closer, then slowly came closer and further away.

I was not found!

Xie Qingzhang stuck his head out and breathed a long sigh of relief: It's safe.

He relaxed a little for a while, turned his head and looked around with the light that came from nowhere. Nothing in the room had changed at all.

But when he looked at it, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Let's think about how to spend tonight. I don't dare to sleep anyway, so I just light a candle.

The room became brighter. Xie Qingzhang looked up and looked around again. The doors and windows were also closed tightly. It looked quite safe. Maybe he was just passing by or a thief.

Sit down at the table and drink a cup of tea to calm down. Just as he was about to pick up the teacup, the expression on Xie Qingzhang's face froze. He finally realized something was wrong!

Where is the note on the table?

Huge fear gripped his heart tightly. He might never know the answer in his life. Unknowingly, a figure like a ghost came silently behind him and covered his mouth.
Chapter completed!