"Medicines are medicines. There is no distinction between noble and inferior." Song Yang continued: "The second function of Zi Ying Feng is the word 'Feng'. It can dispel dampness and suppress decay. Shanxi Man refines this
It is a medicinal medicine used to suppress corpses. In this case, 'Zi Yingfeng' was ground into powder and smeared all over the corpse. The murderer snatched the corpse and left, along the way..."
At this point, the little detective has already understood: "When the time comes, 'Zi Yingfeng' will emit a strange smell. If you follow the smell, you will have a chance to chase the murderer?"
The little catcher was in high spirits, but he quickly realized: "We don't have a dog, how can we chase him? Besides, it's been raining all day, what kind of smell can be left behind."
"Dogs don't need to be, I can do it." After saying that, Song Yang felt quite awkward himself, and stretched out his hand to touch his nose: "My sense of smell is extremely strong, far better than that of ordinary people. And the taste of Zi Ying Pan is special and very...
It’s easy for me to catch you. But today’s heavy rain is untimely, so I can only give it a try.”
The little catcher was very curious, and his eyes stayed on the tip of Song Yang's nose for a long time: "Is your nose comparable to a dog's nose? You can smell everything that a dog can smell?"
Song Yang was not pretentious and said generously: "Let's put it this way, if I can't smell it, dogs can't smell it either."
The little catcher's temper was the same as the rain clouds in the mountains. They came fiercely but dispersed faster. He smiled and marveled at the same time. After laughing for a while, he returned to the topic: "You pushed me away because you planned to chase the murderer yourself? You
This man is unkind and wants to take all the credit for such a huge achievement. Well, he is a bit overestimating his abilities. He was able to kill twelve corpse exterminators in one fell swoop. Are you going to die if you chase him?"
Song Yang did not argue with him, but just said: "Wait for a while, first see if there is any smell left, and see if you can chase after it. If you can, then see if you can catch up. If anything happens, wait until you really catch up."
Let's talk about the murderer. Originally, I planned to go by myself, but I didn't expect you to turn back."
The young catcher was very proud: "It's not that easy to get rid of me. God help me..." As he was talking, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes suddenly became panicked, his expression became embarrassed, and his lips trembled.
It seemed like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
The little catcher was squirming. Anyone would frown and wonder what was wrong with him, but Song Yang had an expression of 'knowing everything' and laughed out loud: "You finally figured it out..."
Women can't smell the smell of Zi Yingfeng, so how can you go with me to chase the murderer? I don't know how many corpses have come in and out of this Yin family inn. The powder of Zi Yingfeng's medicine has been contaminated by kilograms, and you can't wait until the time comes.
Now I understand why I sent you away."
The young catcher was shocked: "You, how did you know that I am a woman?"
Song Yang was slightly impatient: "I just said that I have a keen nose, and I smelled the fragrance of pollen on your body when we first met. Besides, there are some differences in the smell of men and women. But you are disguised and have a phantom voice.
The method is really good, with almost no flaws."
The little catcher stood there in shock, not knowing what to say at all. Song Yang reached out and took out a needle bag, opened it, carefully selected a few from dozens of long and short silver needles, put them in reserve, and treated her
He waved and smiled: "Come here."
The young catcher felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy: "What are you doing?"
"Temporarily seal your sense of smell. If you can't smell it, the Zi Ying Feng will naturally have no effect on you. You can follow me to chase the murderer later."
"You also know acupuncture, do you have this ability?" The little detective jumped over happily. The silver needle was lightly twisted, and Song Yang's shot was not fast, but extremely steady... While receiving the needle, the little detective did not forget to say a few harsh words.
: "Actually, I have internal energy to protect myself. When the energy is used, it can dissolve the power of Zi Yingfeng's medicine. However, it is more prudent. It is always good to be prepared."
"The more powerful the internal energy is, the more violent the attack will be. This is the power of this wild medicine." Song Yang had no intention of defending, but just explained the pharmacological principles casually. After a short time, he withdrew the silver needle and said with a smile.
: "It's done. After tonight, I will help you unblock your sense of smell. But please, don't tell others about my ability to use needles and stones."
The young catcher quickly agreed: "You must keep my identity as a woman secret!" When she spoke again, her voice was that of someone with a severe cold. Her breath was completely blocked, she couldn't smell anything, and she couldn't even breathe.
She could only rely on her mouth. Then she remembered something: "It stinks so much here...and your nose is so sharp, wouldn't it make you suffer even more?"
Song Yang spread his hands and said the same thing: "There is no way, this is what Wu Zuo does."
Everything was done, and it was just time to wait. When the little catcher was bored with waiting, Song Yang suddenly jumped up and put out the candle, and whispered: "There is something moving outside." As he said that, he approached the door and listened intently.
The young detective slowly drew out his waist knife and held it diagonally behind his back to prevent the knife from reflecting and being discovered by others... Deep in the mountains, late at night, the only people who would come to Yin's Inn were Shanxi corpse hunters.
Barbarians are at odds with each other, and this 'inn' has become a murder scene again. How can the exorcists reason with them? However, she followed Song Yang, using her ears well, but she could only hear the joyful chirping of night insects. Xiao
The policeman didn't know that Song Yang was not only strong in smell, he also had sharp senses.
After a while, Song Yang's expression gradually changed from vigilance to doubt. The person kept approaching, the sound of footsteps, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of voices... in Chinese. The mountain road was rugged, and the other party was leading the horse on foot. But the corpse driver was walking at night.
He never makes a sound without a horse, let alone speaks Chinese.
After a while, the noise brought by the visitor became clearer. Even the police officer could hear it clearly. She became even more confused. She looked at Song Yang and whispered: "Han people?"
At this time, people outside also saw the Yinjia Inn. One person said in surprise: "There is actually an inn in the wilderness?" As he said that, he sneered a few more times. He probably thought that an inn in this kind of place was not good enough.
What a good way to go.
Another voice then laughed and said: "A black shop is also a shop. You can light a fire to dry your clothes and have a bed to sleep on!"
Soon, a group of three people led horses to the Yin Family Inn. The two in front were young men, dressed as ordinary businessmen, but they walked with steady steps, their eyes were shining, and they both had a long bag slung on their backs.
, either a knife or a sword. The last one is a fat middle-aged man. Although he is physically stout, he walks briskly and calmly. He walks on the muddy mountain road as if he is walking in his own garden. Even though the young catcher is not experienced in the world, he is still in trouble.
After seeing the appearance of these three people, we can understand why they dared to come and rest even though they knew it was a 'black shop'.
But if the three outsiders knew that this was not a black shop but a 'corpse stack', I wonder if they would come closer.
In any case, it was not Shanxi Man who came. Song Yang and the young detective both breathed a sigh of relief, lit candles and went out. But the other party suddenly saw an official coming out of the 'black shop', and their expressions were startled.
The young policeman looked cool, raised his hand and showed his badge: "Associated officers to handle the case, who are you?"
When asked, the two young men showed disdainful smiles, but the fat middle-aged man stepped forward politely and said, "I have met the official, my surname is Rong, Rong Youquan. We are all business people. Cong Yan
I came from China and handed over the goods in Qingyang Prefecture three days ago. After finishing the business, I stopped by to visit my old friend." As he said that, he stretched out his hand into his arms and said, "I still have the documents for customs clearance with me, but I can't.
For your inspection."
At this time, Song Yang suddenly lifted his nose and took a long breath, then looked at Rong and smiled.
The young catcher was now thinking about chasing the murderer at all times. He didn't want to cause any trouble, so he waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't look at it. A major murder case just happened here. You can leave as soon as possible. Don't delay.
Officials are investigating the case."
The man surnamed Rong was easy to talk to. When he heard this, he nodded immediately: "We are leaving now. I would like to ask the official to advise me on something. How far is Yanziping?" Song Yang, who was standing beside him smiling and saying nothing, felt a little excited when he heard this.
Shocked. He grew up in Yanziping, chatting in front of the East's house and sleeping in the West's courtyard. The situation was all too familiar. He had never heard of anyone having relatives or friends in Dayan, but it was he and Doctor You who lived in Dayan.
There are many acquaintances...
Song Yang took over the topic and did not directly ask the other party who he was looking for. Instead, he pointed in the direction of the town: "It's not far, thirty miles to the south. But unfortunately, heavy rain caused flash floods and blocked the road.
You can't pass the road tonight."
Rong Youquan frowned slightly, and Song Yang comforted him: "The water in the mountains rises and goes away quickly. As long as it doesn't rain anymore, it will almost recede after noon tomorrow. Then we will go back together."
Rong Youquan nodded: "Coming back on the same road? So you are the officers of Yanziping. This is great. The old friend I want to visit has not been in contact for many years, and I just want to meet the two of them.
Let me ask." He was asking the young detective. After all, the young detective was dressed in official uniform, so he should be more credible.
The young catcher shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at Song Yang. She had just arrived at Yanziping and didn't even know how many horses there were in the yamen, so she couldn't help find anyone. But Rong Youquan got it wrong and still
The young detective said that he was deliberately making things difficult. He smiled knowingly, waved his sleeves slightly, and stuffed a piece of silver over him: "Please give me a favor, Mr. Tolerance."
The servants and policemen of the county yamen in Nanli Prefecture are all locally recruited privately. They are not included in the public service and are not paid. They only have 10 taels of "work and food money" a year. This person surnamed Rong handed over this
One ingot of silver is already equivalent to the annual income of an ordinary police officer. If he were a pantou or a poor officer, he would have put on a smiling face by now, but the young police officer in front of him did not accept this trick and shouted: "
You are so bold, don't you think you are guilty of bribing a business official?"
As she said that, she really wanted to take someone, but unfortunately she came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring an iron chain. She could only use a belt to tie someone up, so she hesitated for a while.
A night traveler who came all the way from Dayan and regarded the black shop as a joke would not care about a small policeman. However, Rong Youquan still had things to do, so he did not want to cause trouble, so he changed his mind and smiled: "My lord, I misunderstood, this money is
I just picked it up on the way here, but I can't find the owner, so I can only hand it over to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a voice next to him: "I lost it, I lost it. This is my silver. I have been looking for it for several days." As he spoke, Song Yang quickly stepped forward and took the silver in his hand.
, smiling happily...
The little catcher was about to get angry again, so Song Yang didn't give her a chance to speak, and asked Rong Youquan: "What are the names of the people we are looking for? The town is small, and I am familiar with every household. As long as they are in Yanziping, I will know them."
"
Rong Youquan did not mention his name: "My old friend is tall and thin, has a bad temper and is not very good at talking. The best thing to recognize is that he has weak Qi, lacks sleep, and has been hanging on his chest for many years.
There are only black and blue bags under the eyes.”
Three warriors from the Yan Kingdom came to see Dr. You. They did not expect that Dr. You had lived in seclusion but had not changed his name, so they only mentioned his characteristics without mentioning his name.
The young catcher didn't know who they were talking about and was at a loss. Song Yang looked like he knew everything and said with a smile: "He is tall, thin and has a bad temper and bags under his eyes. I get it, what do you think?"
It’s Guo Degang. He was originally a foreigner, but he settled here more than ten years ago and has been here until now.”
When Rong Youquan heard that Dr. You really lived in Yanziping, he looked overjoyed and said, "Yes, this is Guo Degang!"
Song Yang accepted the money and now said everything he knew. He did not need to wait for the other party to ask questions again, so he continued: "Guo Degang is not alone. He also has a nephew beside him. I heard that he was held by Guo Degang when he was still an infant.
He settled in Yanziping, he is fifteen years old this year, but his nephew is born with a certain disadvantage, so this place is not very good..." As he spoke, Song Yang pointed at his head.
At the mention of 'silly nephew', Rongyou's eyes suddenly flashed with light and he ignored Song Yang for the time being. Instead, he turned back to look at his two men and smiled solemnly: "Sure enough, very good!"
Song Yang was also smiling, his eyes were bright, and he said in his heart: I am Guo Degang's stupid nephew.