Chapter 154 – Interrogating Hengyuan

The next day, Xu Qi’an squatted under the eaves of the house to brush his teeth and wash his face, calling out in his mind, “Master Shenshu?”

No one responded.

“Master? You said last night that you and I were in the same category, so I just wanted to ask, does Ning also pick up silver every day?”

No one responded.

He is usually dormant, after all, it is the seal so …. Go back and try to summon again, if there is still no response, then use my hot and soft petite body to warm his cold body, I can barely accept it …. Xu Qi’an secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting on his handsome errand clothes and tying up his long hair, Xu Qi’an hung his black and gold longsword on his back waist and scaled the ten-foot-high fence to go to the main house for breakfast.

With his hand on the hilt of the sword, it suddenly occurred to him that the Supervisor had given him this sword in the first place, was it a gesture of goodwill?

“…. I’m too drifty, how could a First Grade expert show me kindness. However, this sword matches my Heaven and Earth One Slash very well, thank you Supervisor.”

Hmm?

Xu Qi’an suddenly paused in his steps and froze in place.

The black gold long knife was given by the Supervisor Zheng, and The Heaven and Earth One Knife Chop was sent over by the Si Tian Supervisor The black gold long knife and The Heaven and Earth One Knife Chop fit together immensely, and the Supervisor Zheng knew that I was carrying odd qi …. In the cold wind of the early morning, Xu Qi An slowly shivered.

At this moment, he had a sense of urgency, “The other world is deep, I have to go back to Earth”.

“Phew… let’s take a step and see what happens, let’s raise our strength and status first, and we’ll talk about future matters later.”

Gathering his emotions, Xu Qi’an went to the front room, the sky was dark, his aunt and second uncle were sitting at the dining table to eat, and Green E was also sitting at the dining table, with a small doudouneau resting on her thigh.

“Big brother!” Xu Lingyin greeted enthusiastically, quietly moving the meat buns and doughnuts towards her arms.

…. What a plastic brother and sister love. Xu Qi An sat down, served himself a bowl of porridge, and swept a glance at the beautiful woman:

“Auntie up so early?”

The aunt who woke up early was in a bad mood and didn’t care much for her nephew, her white and slender jade fingers twisted the porcelain spoon, stirring the rice porridge, and faintly said:

“Ling Yue is not feeling well, I just went to visit.”

“What’s wrong?” Xu Qi’an frowned, he was still attracted to clear and elegant sisters.

“Daughterly things…” the aunt muttered in a small voice, not wanting to explain.

Oh, Auntie’s coming …. But it’s not so bad that the aunt goes to visit if the great aunt comes. So it’s menstrual cramps?

Famous detective Xu Qi’an came to a conclusion.

After breakfast, Xu Qi’an said, “I’m going to visit Ling Yue.”

The second uncle and aunt had no problem with it, and the good thing about a family of military generals is that it doesn’t have the same cumbersome set of rules that you would find in a bookish family.

For example, between brother and sister or sister and brother, a fixed distance should be maintained for talking, meeting must be preceded by bowing, and no more than a little time should be spent together in private, unless several siblings are having a feast together.

And so on and so forth.

Otherwise, Xu Ling Yue was embarrassed at this time, when the elder should have refused.

“Cauldron, Cauldron…I’m going to see my sister too.” Xu Suoyin popped down from Green E’s lap and held onto Xu Qi’an’s coat.

Xu Qi’an suspected that she was walking slowly and pinned her under the cackle, quickly reaching the door of Xu Ling Yue’s boudoir and knocking on the door, saying:

“Meizi? Auntie says you’re not feeling well?”

Xu Ling Yue’s weak voice came from the house, “I, I’m fine ….”

“Can big brother come in?” Xu Qi Min said, “Should I pack up the cloths for wiping the wound?

“Cluck…” the maid opened the door and welcomed Xu Qi’an and Little Dou Ding into the house.

Xu Lingyue was lying on the bed, on her side, covering her stomach, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her pretty face a little pale.

This looks a little serious …. Does it really hurt that much …. Xu Qi’an said soothingly, “Come to Kwai Shui, have you drunk the medicine?”

Xu Lingyue froze, her pale face surged with two blushes, shaking her head, “Mother said it’s better to bear it hard ….”

There was some aggravation in her tone.

After all, she was just a little girl, lying in bed and enduring the pain, alone, with only her maid by her side.

Things like menstrual cramps were commonly hard to bear in these times; after all, they weren’t a disease, and would naturally clear up after a while. And for most middle and lower class civilians, you don’t need to see a doctor until you die.

I remember if brown sugar ginger tea can cure menstrual cramps? Never mind, I’ll look for Chu Caiwei later ….

Xu Suoyin walked to the side of the bed and stretched out her thick, short fingers, smoothing out her sister’s furrowed brow as she looked pitifully at her big brother:

“Is my sister dying?”

Xu Lingyue: “….”

“Sister won’t die.” Xu Qi’an comforted her.

“Then what happened to sister.” Xu Lingyin asked fearfully.

Menstrual cramps and you don’t understand …. Kwai water you also do not understand …. Xu Qi An deliberated for a moment, there, he touched Xu Suoyin’s brain and explained in plain language:

“Sister knows too much about trick-or-treating, so her body is not feeling well, and when she becomes a trick-or-treater in the future, her tummy won’t hurt.”

Things like menstrual cramps would be alleviated or even absent in the future when one married. So Xu Qi’an’s explanation can be described as a point of precision and comprehensibility that is rare in the world.

Xu Lingyin, such a stupid child, understood, and nodded in sudden realization, her little face very serious: “I’m going to be a troublemaker too, so that my tummy won’t hurt in the future.”

“Da, big brother… what are you saying to her.” Xu Ling Yue couldn’t understand, she just felt that what Xu Qi’an said was strange.

“You rest well.” Xu Qi’an gently pinched his sister’s cheeks and left with Little Dou Ding.

On his way back to the front room, he saw the little pea-boy run out into the garden, grab a handful of dirt, and hide it furtively in his little hand.

What did she want? Xu Qi’an froze.

Back in the front hall, Second Uncle and Auntie were still eating, and the former asked, “Is Ling Yue feeling better?”

“It is hurting …..” As Xu Qi’an spoke, she saw Xu Suoyin climb onto a stool, her tiny frame holding onto the edge of the table, and in front of her parents, she threw black soil into a large pot of porridge.

Then she stood on the stool and exhaled as if relieved so she wouldn’t get a stomach ache.

The aunt and second uncle’s faces stiffened, and inch by inch they twisted their heads and looked at the infant daughter, “What are you …. doing?”

“I’m trick-or-treating!” Xu Lingyin said proudly, “I’ll definitely do good trick-or-treating in the future, unlike my sister, who is always causing trouble for my parents.”

When she finished, she pinched her waist and waited for her parents’ compliments.

The aunt remembered the cockroach incident, and for a moment, with a new grudge turning over in her mind, she picked her up by the neck, placed her on her lap, and snapped her ass.

Little DouDing was defiant and cried as he defended himself, “Mother why did you hit me.”

Auntie’s slap is unceasing: “Throwing mud into the porridge and you’re still so justified?”

“Big brother taught me, big brother said if you trick or treat well, your stomach won’t hurt …. Ow ow ow ….”

The aunt was furious, her willow eyebrows raised, “Xu Ningyan what have you been teaching her again.”

“It’s a beautiful day today, second uncle I’ll go to the government office first.” Xu Qi’an farted away.

…..

The night watchman’s court, the dungeon.

As a temporary prisoner, Hengyuan was fortunate not to have suffered severe torture, and was only given two lashes by the jailer when he first arrived, on the grounds that even the iron rooster was not as clean as he was.

A stinking monk with no oil.

“Clang…” the door of the cell was opened, and the jailer yelled at the stout monk in shackles, “There’s an adult to be questioned, come out.”

Everest opened his eyes, got up, and followed the jailer to the interrogation room.

In the slightly dimly lit interrogation room, a virile, handsome gong sat in a large chair with a sharp stare.

Hengyuan knew this gong, he had seen this gong when the zealous No. 3 helped him to sneak around and hide from the search. At that time, he stood on the ridge of the house, pressing his sword with one hand, his waist was straight, his demeanor was extraordinary, at a glance, he was a dragon and phoenix among men.

“Master, please take a seat, this official has a few questions for you.” Xu Qi’an said, scrutinizing the monk with his country face and rugged features.

At first glance, he seems to be a reckless man, but on closer inspection, one will find that his eyes are bright and calm, and his temperament is deep and introspective.

Hengyuan clasped his hands together and performed a salute, then sat down.

“Name.” Xu Qi’an bowed his head and sipped his tea.

“A monk does not speak his name, but a poor monk, Heng Yuan.”

“Age.”

“Thirty.”

Xu Qi’an raised her head in surprise and glanced at him. A segment came to mind: grandpa, how do you stay so young.

Stay up late.

How old are you?

Twenty.

Hengyuan looks like he’s in his forties, close to fifty …. Do you also stay up late every day …. Xu Qi’an mentally spat.

“Origin.”

“The Green Dragon Temple martial arts monks.”

“What cultivation.”

“Eighth grade martial arts monk.”

Xu Qi’an frowned, tapping his finger on the desktop, “Don’t play games with me.”

An eighth grade martial arts monk, who could break into the Pingyuan Burial Mansion at night to kill someone, easily and seriously injure two gongs of the Qi Practicing Realm, and sail away without any injuries of his own?

Hengyuan said in a deep voice, “Poor monk is indeed an eighth grade martial monk.”

Eighth Grade Martial Monk …. I remember one strange thing about the Buddhist practice system, the next rank in the 9th rank of Shamans is 7th rank of Dharma Masters, directly skipping the 8th rank of Martial Monks.

Are there two systems of Buddhism? If there are two systems, why did they merge together? Also, what is the next rank of a martial monk?

Xu Qi’an asked the doubt in his heart, and Hengyuan shook his head, “Qinglong Temple does not have a corresponding jutsu, and only a westward journey can tell.”

Only westbound can know? Then the Yamen’s paperwork library most likely doesn’t have any relevant records either …. These are all inconsequential and minor issues …. Xu Qi’an said:

“Heng Hui has passed away, and the bones of County Princess Ping Yang have been found, and His Majesty has issued a citation today that the three of them, Uncle Ping Yuan, Zhang Feng, the Minister of War, and Sun Zhongming, the Minister of the Household, have conspired to murder the clansmen and raze the three clans. You can rest assured.”

“Amitabha Buddha.” Hengyuan closed his eyes and recited the Buddha’s name in a low voice.

“Originally, you only stumbled into this case by accident, and the watchman will not hold you responsible for anything, but shouldn’t you explain to this official what this is?”

Xu Qi’an took out a small jade mirror from his arms and clunked it onto the table.

This small jade mirror was recovered from the bottom of the well and is fragment number six belonging to Everest.

PS: Whiplash has set in and it hurts like hell. I was coding for half an hour, then laying on the bed for a while, coding for half an hour, then laying on the bed for a while. Really can’t sit still, too sore.

There should still be, well, there should be an ally raise for the next chapter …. I’ll continue to code, but I can’t promise to code until what time, so we’ll see in the morning. If I can’t update, then tomorrow will be four chapters, so don’t stay up all night waiting. I don’t promise to update at night.

The cervical spine hurts too much. Go lie down for a while.