The vendor sighed deeply; he couldn't even do the business that had been offered to him.
He reluctantly handed the silver ingot back to Ming Huan.
Ming Huan didn't reach out, but instead bent down and whispered in the vendor's ear.
"Oh? How about this, I'll ask you a few questions, and you just answer truthfully. After I've finished asking, the extra silver ingots are yours, how about that?"
The vendor's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"really!"
...
"I see!"
Just now, the vendors, lured by the promise of money, spoke freely and without reservation.
That pork seller, Li, was quite well-known on this street; most of the neighbors knew him.
Because he was fat and had a face full of fat, he was extremely ugly, and his appearance alone was enough to make people never forget him.
This person has a terrible temper, which is a major taboo for business people, as it can drive away many customers.
Although he often shortchanged customers, the pork he sold was always the best and freshest in the area.
That does generate some business.
Especially the stewards of wealthy families, whose families are not short of money, naturally want to eat well.
It's worth mentioning that Pork Li also has a beautiful wife.
He himself isn't very good-looking, but he managed to marry such a beautiful woman. It's truly enviable. It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung. How hateful!
As Tang Nian and Ming Huan listened, they began to speculate about the identity of the other deceased.
Although the body was blurry, it was still possible to discern that the deceased was a beautiful woman, and it was undoubtedly Jiang.
After saying all this, the vendor fell into a reverie, seemingly recalling the image of Jiang, the wife of Pork Li.
Tang Nian noticed a lewd smile on the vendor's face and felt slightly annoyed, so she quickly interrupted him.
Do you know where the Li family, the pork butchers, lives?
The vendor shook his head: "He's always the first to set up his stall and the last to close. Not to mention me, nobody around here knows where he lives."
Unfortunately, the trail went cold here.
When Tang Nian turned around, she found that Ming Huan had already carried all the vegetables from the vendors on his back, in large and small bags.
"What are you doing...?"
Tang Nian shook her head; she had absolutely no interest in these vegetarian dishes, while Ming Huan was the complete opposite—these were his favorites.
He sighed and smiled wryly, thinking, "Fine, since the trail has ended here, I might as well go back to the county magistrate's place and rest for a while."
...
By the time Ming Huan and Tang Nian returned to the prefectural magistrate's residence, it was already close to dusk.
The county magistrate stood alone in front of the mansion gate, sighing repeatedly, his hands behind his back and his brows furrowed.
He was all alone, and the heavy snow added to his desolate and lonely atmosphere.
"Mayor, what brings you here?"
The county magistrate turned around and looked at Tang Nianru as a savior: "The immortal master has finally returned!"
However, when the county magistrate saw Ming Huan carrying a full basket behind Tang Nian, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Although he had given up hope, he still asked, "Did you find anything?"
Tang Nian nodded and led the county magistrate into the courtyard: "I went to learn more about this Pork Li and bought some food on the way back."
The county magistrate's lips twitched again. "Is this what you call some food?"
Tang Nian glanced around the mansion a few times, but it was empty. She couldn't even see any servants. Why was the county magistrate the only person in this huge mansion?
Why is no one else here?
Tang Nian helped Ming Huan unload his burdens, and the county magistrate helped the two of them carry their things into the house.
As he walked, the county magistrate sighed, “Immortal Master, you may not know this, but let me explain in detail.”
"Just now I thought I should find a good burial site for these three people, after all, people should be buried in the ground after they die."
The county magistrate pointed to the three corpses still standing in the courtyard.
They've been digging through the ice for half a day, but the three corpses are still rock hard, covered in a lot of snow.
"I assigned some men to move the three bodies, but they were unexpectedly heavy!"
"Even three people working together couldn't move these three corpses an inch. What's even stranger is that people's bodies would freeze quickly after touching these three corpses."
"Fortunately, the people around reacted quickly and pulled the frozen person out. They were warmed over a fire in the kitchen for a long time before they thawed."
The county magistrate was filled with lingering fear, never expecting that simply trying to move the corpse would lead to such a perilous situation.
How could this be?
The three corpses in the courtyard, or rather, the ones that looked more like ice sculptures, were in the same state as when Tang Nian and the other person left.
If the county magistrate hadn't said that he had sent servants to move things, Tang Nian would have thought that the county magistrate had simply dismissed everyone!
Tang Nian's eyes lit up; this was indeed an interesting matter.
She flashed to the three corpses.
Without hesitation, he placed his hand directly on the corpse's shoulder.
"Immortal Master, you mustn't!"
The county magistrate looked worried and tried to stop him.
But Tang Nian ignored his warning.
It was extremely cold to the touch, with a bone-chilling cold.
Tang Nian couldn't help but shudder.
However, even after she held her hand there for a full ten breaths, the situation the county magistrate had described—being frozen—did not occur.
Could it be that the county magistrate is lying to me?
Or is it...?
Tang Nianxin had doubts, so she exerted force and pushed it.
With just a slight effort, the corpse under his hands shifted slightly, extremely easily.
Therefore, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the three corpses.
"Minghuan, you give it a try."
Tang Nian summoned Ming Huan over.
Ming Huan understood and checked it in the same way.
Strangely enough, the two of them did not encounter any unusual situations at all, and they could even easily lift the corpse.
"this……"
The county magistrate, however, was dumbfounded.
He thought to himself, "Truly worthy of being called a Celestial Master! The ominous thing that I, a mortal, cannot touch, yet the Celestial Master is completely unharmed. His cultivation is truly remarkable."
"Mayor, would you be so kind as to come and give it a try?"
The county magistrate was a little nervous, but then he thought that with the immortal master there, it shouldn't be a problem.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward. The moment he touched the corpse, ice shards spread up his arm at a visible speed.
Tang Nian slapped the county magistrate's hand away and then shattered the ice on his arm with another palm strike.
"Minghuan, take the prefect inside to warm up."
Tang Nian circled the corpse again, but still found nothing, before finally going inside.
"Where are the others in the household?"
Since the bodies were still there and the county magistrate had not been able to move them, Tang Nian did not intend to help the county magistrate bury the three people before finding out the truth.
"Reporting to the Immortal Master, many of the servants have suffered frostbite, and the others are all afraid and want to leave."
At this time, only the county magistrate was in the mansion, which clearly indicated that the magistrate had allowed the servants to leave.
It seems he's a pretty good employer.
"As for the children in the manor, I was worried that this matter was somewhat ominous and might harm them, so I had my wife take them back to her parents' home. So it's just me waiting for you immortal masters to return at the manor."
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