[Chapter 705 Song Ci’s judgment!]

“Uncle, what happened here?”

The old man in front turned his head and paused for a moment.

The old man was only about 1.5 meters tall, so he naturally looked up at Wu Feng.

“Oh, young man, you are so tall, why don’t you join the army…”

When the old man spoke, Wu Feng was also slightly stunned.

Listening to the accent, it sounds like the accent of modern Yuezhou, but it doesn’t bother Wu Feng. Wu Feng, who has also liked watching Cantonese movies since he was a child, naturally asked fluently.

“Haha, of course I have to go. That’s right, I followed here because I heard about Lord Song’s reputation. By the way, uncle, what happened?”

When the old man heard that Wu Feng could actually speak his own language, he immediately became closer and looked at Wu Feng again.

“Young man, you are not from here, right? Look at your outfit, it’s quite strange. Lord Song has come out, what else can happen? There was a murder here…”

Immediately, with the old man’s explanation, Wu Feng finally understood the reason for the matter.

It turned out that this Taoist temple was quite famous on weekdays. The Taoist priest of the Taoist temple was called Danqingzi. He had several disciples. Although he also relied on donations from believers on weekdays, Danqingzi was also very good.

Many people from all over the country liked to come here to do some good deeds, because Danqingzi could give free talismans to all those who donated to do good deeds.

Moreover, it was said that the effect of the talismans was very good. Several people who suffered from nightmares every night were completely cured here.

What’s more amazing is that this Danqingzi could actually make elixirs. One or two days a month, he would give some special elixirs to the neighbors and believers who came here to eliminate dampness and heat and other diseases, which was very effective.

After a few exchanges, Danqingzi’s reputation was spread, and this Taoist temple became more and more prosperous.

But somehow, his disciple suddenly came to the government office that day and said that his master had died suddenly for unknown reasons.

The government sent people over at first, but they couldn’t find out the cause. They were planning to close the case. After all, they didn’t find out the specific cause of Danqingzi’s death. It was as if he had died suddenly.

However, this matter reached Song Ci’s ears, and then this scene happened.

After listening to his uncle’s story, Wu Feng thanked him, then left the crowd and went around to the other side of the Taoist temple.

The wall of this Taoist temple is only two or three meters high. With Wu Feng’s means, it is naturally no problem.

Wu Feng jumped in lightly, then turned on the invisible function of Calabash Brothers Liuwa, and quietly stood in a place where he could watch the whole scene.

But when Song Ci arrived, he first lifted the white cloth and did a comprehensive inspection.

Wu Feng could clearly see that even Song Ci frowned slightly.

Then, several people who had been in charge of investigating the case told Song Ci about their results. The general meaning was that it was a pity for the Taoist priest. He had been fine all the time, but suddenly died suddenly. It might be because he leaked too many secrets, etc. Should the case be closed now?

Song Ci, of course, would not easily believe this set of rhetoric.

At this time, Song Ci had changed from a minor official to the local Si Nong. He also saw clearly that the jailer at that time was irresponsible in solving the case. In a fit of anger, he spent eight months to sort out nearly two hundred suppressed cases in the local case files!

For a time, it was the state of being in the limelight, whoever should be killed should be killed!

“It shouldn’t be that simple! Call their disciples over!”

Although the people who were in charge of investigating the case before were a little unhappy, they had to obey Song Ci’s words because they had to follow his reputation.

Soon, several young Taoist disciples came over.

They were called young Taoist disciples, but in fact, they were only compared with Danqingzi.

Wu Feng could see clearly that among these young Taoist disciples, the youngest one was almost in his early twenties, and the oldest one even had a long beard, and looked older than Song Ci!

“I’m asking you, did your master show any abnormal behavior during the period before the accident?”

The question was asked, but the group of young Taoist disciples lowered their heads, and no one said anything for a long time!

“Humph! I’m asking you questions! Since you don’t speak, I’ll ask one by one!”

Immediately, Song Ci was about to send someone to separate these people, and the oldest Taoist disciple finally spoke.

“Replying to Lord Song, Master has always been very obedient to health preservation, and his physical condition has always been very good. There is nothing unusual. It’s just that…”

The old Taoist disciple pondered for a moment, and after another dissatisfied snort from Song Ci, he continued.

“Two days before the accident, Master mentioned that he seemed to have a headache, couldn’t sleep well, and had no appetite, and even… even vomited twice…”

“Vomiting!?”

Song Ci frowned, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the old Taoist said this, several other Taoists also spoke up.

“Yes, I also know about this. Yesterday, yesterday morning, I saw vomit in the chamber pot in Master’s room…”

“Yes, Master just said he had a headache. He didn’t take charge of the affairs of the temple these days. He just rested in his room…”

Listening to the words of these Taoists, Song Ci narrowed his eyes.

“Besides these, does your master have any other symptoms?”

“No!”

The Taoists said in unison.

“What about the food your master ate in the past few days? Who is responsible for it?”

Hearing Song Ci’s question, the officials who were responsible for investigating the case suddenly looked uneasy. The

Taoists were also a little flustered, looking at each other.

It was the oldest Taoist who spoke slowly.

“My Lord, everyone in our temple eats the same food, cooked on the same stove. The master has always taught us that no matter how popular the temple is, he will not make any special arrangements, and he does not want his fellow disciples to make special arrangements, so…”

“In other words, you all eat the same food as your master, is that right?”

“Yes!”

“Yes, I can testify to this.”

“Yes, that’s true!”

Song Ci’s face became a little serious.

After a moment of hesitation, Song Ci suddenly gave an order!

“Come here! Put Dan Qingzi’s body on the dissection table for me! Today, I will come to clear Dan Qingzi’s name!”

After this order, several men brought by Song Ci responded immediately!

The people who were in charge of the inspection were all stunned and couldn’t believe it!

Even more exaggerated was the old Taoist.

He rushed forward and immediately knelt in front of Song Ci…

(End of this chapter)