Chapter 629 Is it an accident
Zhong Yuanzhi listened to the comments from passers-by that spread thousands of miles along the way, and rode his subordinates towards the Temple Mountain.
Then I heard a voice behind me saying:
"Is this Mr. Zhong who was originally in the Shence Army, but was later demoted from the palace and became the Jinwu Guard?"
"I heard that Mr. Zhong was once a capable general under General Hubei. Later... I don't know what mistakes he made, and he was demoted again and again."
"It seems that the Zhong family's halo may not work..."
"After all, the Zhong family is only rich, and not many are in high positions."
"Just having money...I would also like to..."
"It is said that his younger brother is more powerful. He passed the Jinshi examination and successfully entered the National Academy of Sciences. After he comes out, he will probably have a brighter future than his older brother."
There were many discussions, but only these fell into Zhong Yuan's ears.
He listened and did not show any expressions on his face, but his lips were squeezed into a line, and the reins were twisted.
The two subordinates behind him exchanged puzzled looks.
"My lord is not just going through the motions..."
"Maybe you are anxious because it is almost time for your next shift?"
Although the two of them were puzzled, they still silently sped up to keep up.
Soon after, we reached the halfway point of Temple Mountain.
Exactly where it happened.
The three people dismounted and saw that the place was surrounded by the servants of the temple. Snow-white curtains were drawn around to cover the scene and warn the crowd to prevent believers from entering by mistake.
Outside the curtain, the only priest present stepped forward and said to Zhong Yuanzhi with a warm smile:
"Master Zhong, the scene has been properly protected. If there is any need, just ask, we will fully cooperate."
Zhong Yuanzhi slightly cupped his hands and replied politely: "Thank you, Lord Priest, you have done a good job. Next, just leave it to our Jinwu Guards."
However, the priest did not leave after hearing this, but said with a smile:
"Master Zhong, this is the Temple Mountain. It will be more convenient if I accompany you. After all, some places involve the secrets of the temple. You may need me to give you a few pointers..."
Of course, the surveillance implications are obvious.
The two Jinwu Guard subordinates exchanged silent glances.
Zhong Yuanzhi's expression did not change, he just bowed his hands and said thank you, "Of course I understand this. Could you please tell me the name of the priest?"
He glanced at the golden thread on the priest's sleeve, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"My name is Gao Yisheng." The priest replied with a smile.
Many middle-aged and elderly female believers passing by waved enthusiastically when they saw the priest, and some even shouted: "High priest."
High Priest immediately turned around and waved with a smile, a pleasing smile on his face.
This priest named Gao Yisheng, although he is still a first-level priest, seems to be very popular...
"High Priest, please." Zhong Yuanzhi put away his thoughts, lifted the curtain and extended his hand to ask.
Gao Yisheng nodded slightly and stepped forward.
Zhong Yuanzhi turned his head and motioned for his subordinates to follow him, and together they opened the curtain and entered the scene.
What came into view was a horrifying mess.
The wreckage after the explosion was scattered on the ground, the fragments of the carriage were scattered in all directions, and large pools of blood were scattered like plum blossoms. The snow on the ground was steaming due to the high heat of the explosion, and only the ground was bright red, like hell.
Temple Mountain is the most densely populated place in the capital. In such an explosion, it is unknown how many people were killed.
"Do you know who the carriage belongs to?" Zhong Yuanzhi turned to ask Priest Gao, "It's rare to see people going up the mountain in a carriage."
You know, many believers go up the mountain by kowtowing step by step to show their piety.
High Priest nodded: "It's the carriage of Grand Scholar Su."
Zhong Yuanzhi was shocked: "Master of Su University?"
He was quite impressed by this domineering old bachelor lady. When he was a child, he heard that she was the number one person in the General Administration of Textiles. When he grew up, he heard that she entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences and became a bachelor. It can be said that she is a top-notch person no matter where she goes. .
"Grandmaster Su was invited to come to the temple for discussion today, but he did not expect to suffer such a misfortune." Gao Yisheng shook his head and sighed, "However, it can be considered a long life..."
Zhong Yuanzhi frowned slightly, but his expression did not waver at all.
Gao Yisheng continued: "As for the other one, it is a pity. He was young and promising, but he died here."
"Oh, you should have heard of that man. He was so popular during the imperial examination that almost no one could match him."
"Who?" Zhong Yuanzhi's expression changed slightly, and he had a vague suspicion in his heart.
"Liu Sheng, Liu Zhuangyuan..." High Priest shook his head and sighed.
Zhong Yuanzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the bloody scene, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart. In fact, he was not familiar with Liu Sheng.
But after all, he is a disciple of the yamen in Beijing. He has heard about it since he was a child and has seen it from afar at some gatherings.
But it becomes less common as I grow up.
I heard that he has been concentrating on practicing and studying at home. In short, he is someone else's child, and he is very outstanding.
In addition, he also went to the north later and could not be seen.
It was not until recently that he heard that Liu Sheng had entered the National Academy of Sciences as the number one scholar. He was not surprised. He just felt that it was her.
Unexpectedly, as if in an instant, I heard the bad news about her.
Zhong Yuanzhi couldn't calm down, his thoughts were racing, but he was quickly brought back to reality by his subordinate's voice:
"Sir, there are no clues available at the scene."
"Yes, the scene has been destroyed beyond recognition, and even the human form cannot be recognized."
This subordinate was a liar. Although he was used to seeing murder scenes, the blood dripping in front of him still made him gag.
"Check carefully. This is the responsibility of our Jinwu Guards." Zhong Yuanzhi said coldly.
"Yes!"
The two subordinates responded, but they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
I don’t know what’s wrong with this airborne Shangguan. He usually just goes through the motions. Why did he suddenly become serious again today?
However, whatever Shangguan said was what he said. He could only try his best to look for any clues in this quagmire of flesh and blood, so that he could write it down in a report.
"There are indeed no clues in such a scene. We estimate that the carriage was modified by University Scholar Su himself. Perhaps the cold weather has caused some changes..." High Priest said gently from the side, "Such things are not uncommon. You Right? Mr. Zhong.”
Zhong Yuanzhi heard this and had a thought in his mind.
Before dispatching, he heard Shang Feng say that if there were no other clues, he could just accidentally close the case by modifying the spiritual weapon.
It seems that this is the meaning of the temple ...
He nodded slightly, and then the high priest seemed to have received a promise, and walked away with a satisfied smile to find the coward who worked hard to piece together the remains in the blood and mud.
At this moment, Zhong Yuanzhi suddenly heard a gentle "drip" sound.
He frowned and searched for a long time on his body, and finally took out a small piece of jade, which made a gentle sound, and there were even dark red spots of light shining on it.
This was the first time he noticed changes in the jade piece since he received it from Shangfeng in the morning.
I heard from Shangfeng that the leader of the Jinwu Guards, General General, specially purchased it from a Tiangong shop called Qingyun Pavilion, and gave one to each of their squad leaders to use it to find the hidden objects in the temple.
There is also a small inscription engraved on the corner of the jade piece. The font is elegant and the three words "Qingyun Pavilion" can be seen.
It is said that they can feel the changes in turbulent. Unfortunately, they have not changed much for half a day. They all feel that Xu was deceived, and then put it in a storage bag, but it was just a routine inquiry search.
What role can they play in the weird things that can't even be found in the temple?
However, at this moment, the jade piece actually lit up red.
This means that there are remnants of evil spirit here.
Could it be that this strange creature is so rampant and is still killing and provoking people on the Temple Mountain?
From this point of view, maybe the case may not be closed by accident...
Zhong Yuanzhi glanced at the high priest next to him with a warm smile on his face, his eyes darkened slightly and the corners of his lips raised.
If he could find out that it was a strange thing that had escaped from the temple, its nature would be different.
From accident to murder.
In this way, all responsibility naturally belongs to the temple.
At this time, he finally understood what Shangfeng meant - "if there are no other clues", he actually wanted to have some other clues.
Zhong Yuanzhi was disheartened after he came to Jinwu Guard, and he was unwilling to get too involved in many things, but this did not mean that he was unaware of the discord between Jinwu Guard and the temple.
The temple intervened everywhere, and the power of Jin Wuwei shrank again and again.
And...
Thinking of the comments he had just heard from passers-by on the road, his eyes became darker.
There was another gentle "tick" sound.
When he lowered his eyes, he saw that the strange object detector in his hand had changed.
The crimson light spot changed from being in the center to pointing to the south.
But in a flash, it quickly disappeared.
What's on the south end?
Zhong Yuanzhi turned his head and looked down at the temple mountain.
The golden bricks and tiles of the imperial city shone in the setting sun, reflecting a blood-like color and reflecting on the divine face in the sky.