Chapter 101 The grain released was only to grow thicker and stronger.
Chapter 101 The grain released was only to grow thicker and stronger.
Gu Bai watched the video, which featured a woman with a fairly good figure soaking in a bathtub.
At 2:48, she used a fruit knife to cut her wrist.
Blood flowed from her wounds, and she looked pained and filled with remorse: "I shouldn't have cursed that sanitation worker. I'm so guilty, so guilty..."
He bled for twelve minutes, lost vital signs, and died.
"Normally, a person will die in about twelve minutes after a vein is cut. Ding Yun died precisely at twelve minutes."
Yang Xi said solemnly, "The murderer deliberately made her die in agony."
"Are you sure it was murder? The video looks like she committed suicide." Wang Qing asked doubtfully.
"According to the information, Ding Yun was just an ordinary person who could not even distinguish between arteries and veins. How could she have accurately controlled the time of her death?"
And the words on the wall read, "Judgment of Fate, but who judges?"
Yang Xi said in a deep voice, "Would someone who can verbally abuse sanitation workers commit suicide by cutting their wrists over something like this?"
"The surveillance footage shows it was a suicide. I also asked the hotel to check the surveillance footage. Apart from her boyfriend going to her room three days ago, only hotel staff went in to clean it."
Wang Qingdao.
"If it's a monster committing murder, your surveillance cameras won't be able to capture it," Yang Xi said.
The White Bone Demon agreed, saying that apart from a rookie like the crow, any monster could kill without leaving a trace.
Is this monster cerebral palsy?
Why would you ignore the vital energy in someone's body and just kill for pleasure?
Or is it that yang energy is consumed after death?
"How is the body?" Gu Qingyi asked.
"Yesterday, Captain Chen gave us a heads-up, saying we were coming over. They didn't dare to touch the body and were waiting for Zhang Qingguan to return," Yang Xi said.
"It seems Zhang Qingguan is very popular in Wudang Mountain," Gu Bai said.
"After all, he's a deity from Wudang Mountain; everyone in the area knows him," Gu Qingyi added. "This time, the culprit likely knew Zhang Qingguan wasn't there before making his move."
Gu Bai yawned: "I'm going to take a nap. You guys can discuss it slowly."
"Then I'll take a nap too." Wang Qing didn't want to get involved in this matter; he knew he couldn't help.
The vehicle arrived around noon.
There is a public security branch at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
The bodies are left here, awaiting their arrival.
Gu Bai and Wang Qing went back to the hotel to drop off their luggage first, and Gu Xiaojiao followed them back.
"Your hotel is amazing, with such a huge bathtub and all smart home features."
Gu Bai entered the room: "This must have cost a lot of money tonight, right?"
"It used to be cheaper, but now it starts at 500 yuan a night." Wang Qing said, "We have to thank Zhang Qingguan. There are many tourists in Wudang Mountain, and the hotels are all full. However, what happened last night still had some impact."
"It's not a big problem. Just bring Zhang Qingguan over to get rid of the bad luck," Gu Bai said.
"That would require the help of President Gu; I don't have that kind of influence," Wang Qing said. "You guys chat first, I'll go prepare lunch."
"Brother Bai, I'm going to put my luggage away," Gu Xiaojiao said, and went to the next room.
Gu Bai closed the door, sat on the sofa by the window, and basked in the sun.
"Aren't you going to check on the body?" Tai Sui asked.
Do you know why Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain, spent his later years on the mountain?
Tai Sui said, "I'm too old to go down the mountain."
Gu Bai: "Because he's too lazy to meddle in other people's business."
"What?"
Gu Bai yawned: "I'm President Gu, the boss, not the police. Autopsies are the police's job, it has nothing to do with us; besides, they'll know the condition of the body when they get back. Why are you crowding around, trying to show off?"
Tai Sui: "Isn't it bad to know the information in advance?"
"Knowing too much will get you silenced."
"Silence them? Who will silence them?"
"Go online, you country bumpkin. Oh, and boil some water for me, make some tea."
The White Bone Demon handed the phone to it, too lazy to bother with this bumpkin who didn't understand human jokes at all.
Anyway, Gu Qingyi and the others would say, "Why are you going over there?"
As a low-key White Bone Demon, you shouldn't try to show off all the time.
Ding Dong
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.
Gu Bai opened the door, and Gu Xiaojiao walked in.
"Brother Bai, you said you wanted to ask me some questions today, what exactly are they?" Gu Xiaojiao lit a cigarette and sat down to the side.
"Does your hometown, Guyue Village, have any tea plantations or tea estates?" Gu Bai asked.
Gu Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment: "Brother Bai, don't joke around. There are no tea mountains or tea houses where I live. The villagers just brew tea in a thermos and drink it all day long. They don't know anything about drinking tea."
"There was a Yunwu Tea House that sent Mr. Wang an invitation and a few packets of tea, but the tea was not normal."
Gu Bai took out a packet of tea leaves and tossed it to him: "This is freshly brewed tea, have a taste."
Gu Xiaojiao took a sip of tea, his eyes lighting up: "This effect is no less than blood wine! Is it really from my hometown?"
"Mr. Wang said it's your hometown," Gu Bai said. "I remember you have two other people from your hometown; they went back, right?"
"We've been in contact. If such a tea shop really exists, they wouldn't have kept it from me," Gu Xiaojiao said, frowning. "Unless, this tea shop is very low-key and they don't know about it."
"Why don't you ask?" Gu Bai said.
Gu Xiaojiao nodded and sent out a few messages.
Half an hour later, Gu Xiaojiao said, "Brother Bai, we found out. There really is such a tea plantation, but it's in the mountains and doesn't have much history. They even mocked it, saying it was opened by some sucker, but there's no tea plantation there."
"No tea plantations?" Gu Bai pondered. "I plan to visit your village in a few days."
"Alright, I'll have them all go and greet Brother Bai," Gu Xiaojiao said.
"Welcome my ass! Keep a low profile, why make such a fuss? Are you afraid something weird won't notice us?" Gu Bai rolled his eyes.
"Does that require someone to keep an eye on it?" Gu Xiaojiao asked quickly.
"No need. If it were truly a monster, an ordinary person couldn't keep an eye on it." Gu Bai waved his hand. "I'm just confirming."
Gu Xiaojiao nodded, then glanced at his phone: "Brother Bai, San'er just sent me a message. I can't guarantee it's true, but I heard that this tea shop seems to be invested in by a big boss from the neighboring Sichuan province."
"The neighboring Sichuan province?" Gu Bai's heart skipped a beat, thinking of a similar person—Yun He.
Blood Wine Cloud River, isn't that the one next door?
If he was behind this, then producing this tea wouldn't seem like a difficult task.
They've stopped selling tiger blood wine and switched to selling tea, aiming for an elegant and high-end market?
They're getting more and more outlandish with each game they play.
Gu Bai pondered for a moment, then chatted with Tai Sui: "If it's related to Yunhe, then the musicians and the Dragon King River toads that were released should be able to recover, or even advance further, which would be fantastic."
Tai Sui: "What's so great about this? If they happen to run into each other and have an honest conversation, wouldn't they find out I'm still alive?"
Gu Bai said, "They can't communicate openly. The purpose of letting them go is to help them recover. They taste better when they're crippled than when they're at their peak."
Tai Sui: "What if they run into each other first?"
Gu Bai said irritably, "You really think I'd let them go? The grains I release are just meant to grow bigger and stronger."
Tai Sui: "It still has to be you, you old schemer."
Ding Dong
Gu Bai's phone rang. It was a message from Wang Qing: "The food is ready. Mr. Gu, ask them if they want to eat together?"
Gu Bai asked Gu Qingyi if they were having lunch at the bureau and would meet at the foot of Wudang Mountain at 3 p.m.
"Let's go eat." Gu Bai finished his tea in one gulp and left with Gu Xiaojiao.
Gu Xiaojiao quickly finished the tea in his cup.
Wang Qing arranged for Chinese stir-fries, but Gu Bai, who doesn't yet have a sense of taste, only ate a little. The Tai Sui doesn't eat human food either.
After finishing their meal, the three of them arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Gu Qingyi and the others had already arrived, and they all started climbing the mountain together: "The corpse doesn't look normal, let's talk more when we get up the mountain."
They had all been through blood and wine, and were strong and healthy. Even for Wang Qing, climbing a mountain was not a difficult task.
A group of people chatted as they climbed the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, as they were chatting animatedly, the crow perched on Guo Jin's shoulder suddenly asked, "What do you think would happen if someone jumped off the summit of Wudang Mountain? Would they still have any yang energy left?"
"Then it will have to be pieced together from here and there. As for the yang energy, there should still be some left?" Guo Jin said uncertainly.
Gu Xiaojiao thought carefully and said, "No, it should be this little bit and that little bit, but I don't know about the yang energy."
"Then let's go down and catch it early, we should be able to get a taste of the hot food," the crow said, looking up at the sky.
"Holy crap...you're such a jinx..."
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