Chapter 16 Xiongbo eats magic
They saw Zhang Ruoqing as a human being.
To the murderer who hated her so much, Zhang Ruoqing was the evil ghost who had hurt him.
"The child is crying in ghostly dreams, and the beast gods will invite Birch; their wings cover the sky, their beaks break the ground, and the mirror hangs high to drive away the epidemic..."
Zhou Zhao murmured to himself, "I should have thought long ago that the thing that gnawed at the corpse was not a ghost; it was a mythical beast that was invited to eat ghosts."
Everyone in the room was confused, but Min Zangzhi frowned, "What do you want to talk about is "Ghost-Eating Song"?"
"That's right!" Zhou Zhao looked cautious, "Last night, someone danced Nuo near Wujin Lane to pray to the gods. At that time, the old housekeeper of Princess Changyang's Mansion told me that there were many children crying nearby. At that time, I did not think that Nuo dancing was related to the murder. What’s the connection?”
Zhou Zhao said and said to Min Zangzhi, "Master Min, where are the evidence I asked you to keep, those broken stones?"
Upon hearing this, Min Zangzhi immediately took out the handkerchief containing the evidence from his sleeve pocket and spread it out on the table in the room.
Zhou Zhao stepped forward, moved the stone blocks with his fingers, and quickly pieced them together.
In her mind, the ferocious ghost she saw above the door and window last night appeared.
"I don't know if you have ever seen people dancing Nuo. The "Ghost-eating Song" is a sacrifice to invite twelve gods to drive away plague ghosts. The twelve gods are Jiazuo, Tongwei, Xiongbo, Tengjian, Lanzhu, and Boqi. , Qiang Liang, Zu Ming, Wei Sui, Cuo Duan, Qiong Qi, Teng Gen. ”
"Each different god likes to eat or can drive away different evil spirits."
Zhou Zhao's wrists flew, and after a while, a beast shape gradually appeared on the table.
"The Nuo show I heard last night was performed by a magical bird called Boqi. This bird feeds on nightmares. When a child cries at night, it means he is frightened and haunted by nightmares, so it is like ghosts and dreams. Like a child crying, the beast gods will invite Birch..."
Han Ze on the side was horrified and couldn't help but ask, "What about Zhang Ruoqing? Sister Zhao, who the hell is Zhang Ruoqing?"
He scratched his head and said, "When a beautiful woman dreams, it's not a nightmare, it should be a sweet dream! People just want to do it every day, so why do they need to ask gods to drive them away?"
Zhou Zhao shook her head and her fingers stopped.
Some of the stone fragments were too fine to find, so the pieced-together pattern looked a bit bumpy and tattered.
But everyone could still clearly see that it was a beast with sharp horns and fangs.
"If I guessed correctly, it should be Mei, a kind of ghost that comes from the mountains, has a beautiful appearance and enchants people's hearts."
Zhou Zhao said and looked at the crowd, "Among the twelve gods, Xiongbo eats magic."
Everyone who had previously felt that Zhou Zhao's idea was too unreasonable couldn't help but be convinced after hearing this.
Beautiful in appearance and charming in people's hearts, isn't it the number one beauty Zhang Ruoqing?
"The murderer knew Zhang Ruoqing's nature. I guess it was Zhang Ruoqing's admirers who had caused serious harm to him, and he was even one of his admirers. And this person is very familiar with Nuo opera."
"He thought that what he did was just like a god killing an evil ghost."
Zhou Zhao said, wrapped up the pieced "beast" and gave it to Min Zangzhi, then opened the door and walked out.
"Ahuang, let's go."
Only then did everyone remember that in this small area, there was a "mute" prince hiding here. He was like moss on the ground or a mushroom in the corner, appearing in people's eyes but not seeming to appear at the same time.
When Han Ze heard the word "Ahuang", his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it. He slapped his thigh with a snap and bent down to salute.
But I heard Liu Huang's somewhat dry voice coming from under the bamboo hat, "Shut up."
Han Ze's mouth is like a foot wrap, longer than his life.
Liu Huang thought about it and rushed to Zhou Zhao's side, resembling her shadow.
Zhou Zhao walked a few steps, but stopped again. She turned back and took a few steps to Zhu Li's side, and whispered a few words into his ear.
"Is it possible for Master Zhu to do it?" Without waiting for Zhu Li's reaction, Zhou Zhao distanced himself again. She quietly observed Zhu Li Yiji and found that the surprise on his face flashed, and then returned to his cold expression. His face was ruthless and looked extremely normal.
"No, Zhu Li, you are an examiner, you can't help Zhou Zhao with things! Otherwise, that guy who has too much money in his pocket to spend it, can't he spend so much money that everyone in Chang'an City can help him?"< br>
Before Zhu Li agreed, Min Zangzhi stopped him.
"Ah! Can't I use money? But besides using money, I can't do anything else!"
Zhou Zhao listened to the familiar voice and looked toward the door, only to see that the front door of the small courtyard was already crowded with people. Jin Jiyun was standing at the front, and behind him there was a large group of people holding lottery tickets. , Zhou Zhao counted them carefully, there were about seven or eight.
It is estimated that at this time, there is a new person coming to the "unveiling competition".
The next few people are not ordinary people like Ji Yun, most of them are well-known crime-solving experts.
Min Zangzhi on the side looked at Zhou Zhao with her head lowered and her lips trembling slightly. He thought she was scared and comforted her, "Although Zhu Li can't help you, you are the one with the most clues and are already ahead of everyone..." …”
Min Zangzhi said, sighing in his heart, no matter how powerful Zhou Zhao is, she is still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
Just as he was thinking about it, his body froze. He was surprised to find that Zhou Zhao's lips were trembling, but she was not afraid, but excited.
"Zhou Zhao, you..."
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Zhou Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "The opponent is powerful, so it makes me look powerful, right? It would be best if everyone from Daqi comes."
What does it mean to pick one out of ten? One in a hundred, one in ten thousand, what does she, Zhou Zhao, have to fear?
She thought and walked towards the door of the small courtyard.
Those newcomers had obviously already known about Zhou Zhao's existence from Ji Yun's mouth, and they looked at her with extremely complicated expressions.
When she came closer, she subconsciously branched out a path.
Zhou Zhao nodded to everyone and walked to the door of the small courtyard, but she did not leave. Instead, she closed her eyes and felt the direction of the Nuo opera from last night, and then led Liu Huang in the planned direction.
Han Ze, who was following behind, looked around. He came over in a daze, not knowing anything about the competition. When he saw Zhou Zhao leaving, he hurriedly followed him, "Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao, wait for me!"
He didn't want to stay and be asked again by so many less beautiful people of the same sex.
Zhou Zhao left Wujin Lane and turned into an alley before walking very far.
There were many old ladies sitting at the entrance of the alley holding cattail fans, muttering something, and they could vaguely hear them talking about the murder in Wujin Lane.
Seeing Min Zangzhi and Zhu Li wearing official robes, an old lady with a round face stood up curiously.
"Auntie, I would like to ask, who in this alley performed a Nuo dance to please the gods last night?"
When the round-faced old lady heard this, she opened her mouth and said, "Please God! It's the Cao family."
"The Cao family's child went missing a few days ago and finally found it. The child didn't know what dirty thing he encountered outside. He cried every day and howled every night, fearing that he had lost his soul!"
Mentioning the Cao family, the round-faced old lady sighed and shook her head, "Speaking of the Cao family, it's really been a bad year. The eldest son died three months ago, and now something happened to the younger son!"
The surname is Cao...
Zhou Zhao frowned, and she cupped her hands towards the round-faced old lady, "Auntie, may I ask what the name of the eldest son of the Cao family is?"
"Cao Ben!" Replies came one after another from the group of people at the entrance of the alley.
"That's right, my name is Cao Ben."
Zhou Zhao's heart sank. Han Ze had said before that the owner of Dawn Garden who spent a lot of money on Zhang Ruoqing was named Cao Ben.
(End of chapter)