Chapter 325: Resurrection and Death
Xiao Jingfan looked at her and nodded to signal her to speak.
"Then Wu Mian died again." Chen Xing's first sentence shocked everyone.
Chu Liuzheng asked, "Why did he die again? Did you do it?"
Chen Xing pouted in dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about, sister? Of course it wasn't me and Doctor Feng who did it. We just followed him and didn't do anything else."
[These two brutal guys didn't do anything weird.]
Chu Liuzheng smiled awkwardly and motioned for her to continue.
"Last night, Doctor Feng and I asked all the way to Wu Mian's house. We were about to climb over the wall to see what was going on when the door suddenly opened." When he said this, Chen Xing made a creaking sound with his mouth and added a vivid sound.
Everyone: “…”
Are you telling a story here?
Xiao Jingfan held his forehead helplessly: "Get to the point."
"Oh." Chen Xing regretfully swallowed back the various words that were about to come out to create a good atmosphere, "It was Wu Mian who opened the door. He's not feeling well."
Feng Jing added: "I tripped five times just to get out of the door. I couldn't even lift my legs."
"He left the door without even closing it. He was still wearing his shroud, and walked out of the city with his eyes wide open." Chen Xing continued, "The city gates were still open at that time, and the guards at the gate didn't dare to stop him when they saw him in his shroud."
Everyone got goosebumps when they thought of that scene.
Chu Liuzheng rubbed his arms and moved closer to Siyue.
Siyue looked at her and took the initiative to hold her arm like Chenxing did to give her courage.
"Doctor Feng and I followed him out. After walking about two miles, Wu Mian suddenly turned and walked into the nearby woods. He walked all the way to the river and then stopped, where he sat motionless all night."
Zhou Yuande asked, "Didn't you go up and take a look?"
"I wanted to go up and take a look, but Doctor Feng wouldn't let me." Chen Xing said as he looked at Feng Jing with resentment.
Feng Jing curled his lips: "I was trying to save you, that whistle sound was very strange."
Xiao Jingfan was puzzled: "What's that whistle?"
Feng Jing replied, "Since leaving the city, I've been hearing intermittent whistles that are giving me a headache, but Chen Xing insists he didn't hear any."
"There wasn't any in the first place." Chen Xing muttered. She really didn't hear any strange sound.
Feng Jing said, "Last night, Wu Mian was the only one in your eyes. It's strange that you could hear me."
Seeing that the two seemed to be arguing, Xiao Jingfan quickly interrupted and asked Chen Xing: "What did you just say about the discovery?"
"There's someone on the other side of the stream." Chen Xing's expression grew serious. "Although I didn't see anyone, I'm sure that person is in the woods across the way. He stayed there all night like us and left at dawn."
If Feng Jing hadn't been concerned about this person who didn't even show her face and was worried about exposing his whereabouts, he wouldn't have been able to stop her.
She continued, "As soon as his breath disappeared, Wu Mian collapsed. Doctor Feng and I then went forward to check and found that Wu Mian was not only dead, but also had decayed in many places. The stench was overwhelming, just like someone who had been dead for three days."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Wasn't this last burst of energy a little too long? They had never heard of anyone having a last burst of energy after death.
Chu Liuzheng asked Feng Jing, "Could the whistle you heard be the one in the woods?"
"I don't know." Feng Jing shrugged. "The whistle sound was intermittent and I couldn't tell where it came from."
Chu Liuzheng looked at Chen Xing again, but Chen Xing didn't hear anything at all, so he was even more confused.
Chu Liuzheng had no choice but to search the system himself.
"At least it proves this was man-made and has nothing to do with gods or ghosts." Xiao Jingfan knocked on the table to draw everyone's attention back and asked the two, "Have you checked in the woods across the stream?"
"I went to check and found this next to a fresh footprint." Chen Xing rummaged in his sleeves and took out a copper coin.
Xiao Jingfan took it and looked at it.
Everyone stretched their necks to look.
At first glance, this copper coin looks no different from the current coins, but upon comparison, it is clear that it is a coinage style from the Great Yong Dynasty. After nearly three hundred years, it is rarely used anymore.
Lu Fei had a hobby of collecting ancient coins and happened to have two on him. He took them out to show everyone, and they were indeed the same one that Chen Xing had found in the forest.
The only difference is that the edge of the copper coin picked up by Chen Xing was broken, with two inverted triangle-shaped gaps.
"Although such copper coins are rare, they do exist." Lu Fei put the copper coins back into his arms. "Some ordinary people still have such copper coins in their homes."
Xiao Jingfan placed the copper coins on the table and asked, "Where is Wu Mian's body now?"
"In his home." Feng Jing picked up the copper coin and looked at it. "We will send his body back before leaving. The government officials will come to question him this morning. The news of Wu Mian's death should spread throughout the city soon."
Xiao Jingfan nodded and ordered someone to go to Wu Mian's house again to see how the government officials reacted.
At this moment, a voice from the heart came into my ears.
[The person blowing the whistle and the one in the woods are not the same person; there are actually two groups of people.]
Xiao Jingfan's brows tightened. Two groups of people? Which two groups?
Unfortunately, this is all I can say.
He secretly glanced at Chu Liuzheng and saw that she was sitting quietly listening to people talking, with her eyelashes slightly drooping and a well-behaved look, and there was no sign that she was distracted at all.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Yuande asked, "Master, are we still going to travel today?"
"Yes." Xiao Jingfan said without hesitation, "Let's go in the afternoon."
Compared to the sudden incident in Longkou Town, the situation in Sishui Town is more urgent.
The news that Wu Mian had come back to life and died again quickly spread throughout the city, attracting the people to rush to the government office to watch the excitement.
The waiter from the inn also went there, and after coming back he went into the kitchen and chatted with the cook.
Chu Liuzheng was washing cherries bought at the morning market in the kitchen and listened to what was going on.
Wu Mian's condition was really strange. In order to appease the people, the county magistrate not only asked the coroner to perform an autopsy in public to confirm that Wu Mian was dead and could not be resurrected, but also sent people to Taoran Temple to invite the young abbot to perform a ritual to help Wu Mian pass away.
Aren't Taoist priests responsible for catching demons and killing ghosts? Doesn't it seem like monks are responsible for salvation?
Chu Liuzheng thought as he carried the cherries into the room, knelt down and bowed to Xiao Jingfan, and placed the cherries on the table beside him.
Xiao Jingfan thought that monks and Taoists could take care of this matter.
Chu Liuzheng said, "Young Master, I heard from the innkeeper that the magistrate has invited the abbot of Taoran Monastery to the county government office to perform a ritual to pray for Wu Mian's soul."
Xiao Jingfan looked at her while biting a cherry, so what?
Chu Liuzheng was about to continue speaking when Lu Fei entered the room with a square-faced guard and announced, "Master, Gong San is back."
Gong San was the guard who was left behind by Lu Fei when he accompanied Lu Fei on the night visit to Taoran Temple last night.
Gong San knelt down and saluted: "I pay my respects to the young master."
"Get up." Xiao Jingfan wiped his hands with a handkerchief and raised his chin slightly to him.
Chu Liuzheng went over and closed the door.
Xiao Jingfan looked at the guard and asked, "Have you seen the abbot of Taoran Monastery?"
Gong San nodded, his face tense and his body stiff as a log.
"Don't be nervous." Lu Fei patted his shoulder, "Just tell the young master what you saw."
Gong San was still nervous.
It was the first time he spoke to the emperor so closely, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
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