Chapter 1712: The Flowers Withered and the Leaves Turned Yellow, but They Are Old

Jiang Wang sat on the horizontal branch where he had practiced meditation.

He opened his Qianyang red pupils and looked around carefully, trying to find any possible clues... In the end, of course, he found nothing.

He flew down, recalled the direction Lin Youxie left at that time, and walked out along the vaguely remembered path.

Every step he took, he had to look around carefully. It was like facing a life-and-death battle, not letting go of any clues.

Just like this, step by step, stepping on the dead bamboo and fallen leaves, he walked out of the dense forest and walked to the nearest city, but he gained nothing.

Jiang Wang had expected this in his heart, so he was still calm on the way back.

After all, more than three months have passed. Even if there were traces, they should have been silently disappeared by nature. Besides, he was not as professional as those Qingpai in the Inspection Office.

Even if he was more attentive, what could he do? The withered flowers and yellow leaves have already aged, leaving only the mountain wind and bright moon?

There is no trace, where to find it?

He decided to explore another clue and face the black wall.

He left Wu'an Marquis' Mansion in the morning, and when he returned, the moon was already high in the sky.

The whole day could be said to be wasted.

However, only he knew the mood that was tempered by this futile effort.

In the Marquis' Mansion, he met an unexpected person - Bao Zhongqing, the son of Shuofang Bo.

At least he did not bring his wife this time, and did not have that annoying ostentatious attitude. The luxurious carriage stopped outside the mansion, and the man sat alone in the living room. According to the doorman, he started waiting in the afternoon.

Jiang Wang was in no mood to be polite today, so he frowned when he saw him: "Brother Bao, what's this?"

"Brother Jiang, you've been running around all day, you've been tired!" Bao Zhongqing's face was very friendly, and he came forward and said: "I heard that Brother Jiang's friend is missing, and Brother Jiang is worried about it... I'm not saying anything bad about you, why don't you ask me for help in this matter? My Bao's carriage and horse business is a post business all over the world, and I'm best at finding someone to collect some information!"

Jiang Wang really didn't expect to use the power of the Bao's carriage and horse business.

First, he has no relationship with the Bao family, let alone friendship with Bao Zhongqing.

Second... He has long been on the unwelcome list of the Bao's carriage and horse business. It's been a long time since he took a Bao's carriage. How could he remember it?

He did not ask how Bao Zhongqing knew the news, but said seriously: "If you can help me find clues, I will remember this favor."

Bao Zhongqing was waiting for this sentence, but he said: "What's the favor? It's too polite! We are old acquaintances. We have been on the battlefield together and studied in the Jixia Academy together. We are comrades-in-arms and classmates. What is our relationship?"

He patted his chest hard: "I will take care of this matter!"

Jiang Wang pursed his lips: "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Bao."

"What's the trouble? It's just the duty of friends! Just like your friend is missing, you are anxious to find her." Bao Zhongqing said and said goodbye: "I know you are worried about your friend, so I won't bother you. Wait for my news!"

After waiting for an afternoon, they finally met, but left in a hurry after a few words.

No matter what his original intention was, at least the sincerity on the surface was sufficient.

Jiang Wang personally sent Bao Zhongqing to the door, and was silent for a long time before returning to the study alone.

Today, he is no longer the boy who easily gives trust. And he has always been wary of Bao Zhongqing.

Did he have some information about Lin Youxie and was doing a favor here? Or did Bao have some ideas about the current queen and wanted to move forward just because he smelled the smell, anyway, he, Jiang Wang, a reckless man, was in front of him?

Jiang Wang didn't know the answer.

But in order to find Lin Youxie's whereabouts as soon as possible, he was willing to be used by Bao Zhongqing once.

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The study room of Wu'an Marquis's Mansion was originally designed to be very simple, but later, after being adjusted by Chong Xuansheng, it became more majestic and luxurious.

The desk carved with rivers and mountains has a comfortable and lustrous luster. Behind the desk is a bookshelf that fills an entire wall.

The various books piled in it are all famous books that the noble son of Linzi often reads.

Of course, Chong Xuansheng helped to equip them, and the cost was huge.

But whether it is a famous work of law and military science or a classic of Taoism and Confucianism, they can only be regarded as decorations here.

Because Jiang Wang has never opened a book, it is still the same as when he bought it.

It is not that Wu Anhou does not like to read books... It is true that "Shi Dao Zao Hai" has not been memorized yet, and he is too busy.

At this moment, he is sitting in front of a very culturally tasteful bookshelf, half leaning on a chair, quietly sorting out the clues related to Lin Youxie, thinking about what other methods he can use and where to start.

There are two knife coins in his hand.

Ask Yu Zhenren to help with divination?

Or ask Ruan Zhenjun?

The way of divination emphasizes the balance of rewards and calculations. Since it concerns the safety of friends, he asked himself if he was willing to pay the price.

If Lin Youxie's disappearance is really related to the current queen, it would be more appropriate to ask Yu Zhenren to help with divination.

No.

It would be more appropriate to ask Ruan Zhenjun.

If Ruan Zhenjun agrees, it should not be difficult to find someone.

If Ruan Zhenjun refuses straightforwardly, wouldn't it be a kind of verification in itself?

As Jiang Wang was thinking, he subconsciously moved his fingers, and a wisp of green smoke floated freely on his fingertips.

He always had the habit of practicing Taoist magic at will.

This secret art of remembrance was also improved by Yu Beidou.

The green smoke and grass were lush, hanging on the fingertips, swaying lonely.

Then the grass lowered its head, as if in remembrance.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Wang came to his senses and found that the remembrance grass seemed to have found its target and was slowly turning.

He couldn't help but hold his breath and focus on the direction of the green smoke grass.

But it turned a few times, stopped suddenly, and pointed to... the back.

Jiang Wang suddenly stood up and turned around, looking at the bookshelf, but the direction of the remembrance grass was also moving. Only then did he realize that this remembrance grass was pointing to himself.

The remembrance technique, which was re-evolved by Yu Beidou, is to imprint the cognition of the tracking target at the level of one's soul, thus forming a sense at the level of the soul.

It has a certain time limit. It is impossible to use this technique to track the target again after more than three months, even if it is familiar.

When Jiang Wang was thinking about how to find Lin Youxie, he kept thinking about the bits and pieces about her, and subconsciously condensed the remembrance grass. He never thought about what he could find with this technique.

But now the memorial grass actually pointed back!

Is there something in his body that can resonate with the Lin Youxie that he knows at the soul level?

Jiang Wang sat down and took out all the three storage boxes he brought with him. The boxes, the size of a fingernail, were spread on the desk and quickly expanded, like three thick books with wood-grain covers.

Pulling off the box cover, you can see the neat and small squares in between, and various objects that have been reduced many times in the squares.

The most stuffed are property, including Yuanshi, Wanyuanshi, Daoyuanshi... and a few Shenghunshi. They are not only the currency of the extraordinary world, but also can be used as a supplement for battle consumption at any time.

In addition, there are some gold, silver, knife coins, and ring coins.

Then there are all kinds of food encountered during travels around the world...

His eyes carefully shuttled around, and finally stopped on a thin book -

This is the nameless book that Lin Youxie once gave him.

It is the life's work of the famous detective Lin Kuang on autopsy, and it was completed by Wu Lie, who was posthumously awarded the title of Lord of the Internet.

At that time, Lin Youxie was determined to die. When all the substantial evidence was erased, he tried to leave evidence by dying to overturn the cases of Concubine Lei and Lin Kuang many years ago.

Therefore, this strange book that recorded how to capture the clues of the corpse was given to Jiang Wang.

As the heirloom of the Qingpai family, the value of this book cannot be measured by money.

Or it can be said that if it is circulated, it is destined to become another classic of the legal school of criminal law!

Jiang Wang picked up the thin book in a daze, and the induction from the grass was directly pointed to this book.

It is really impossible to capture Lin Youxie's traces with this...

However, this is a secret book that records the art of autopsy, and Lin Youxie's life and death is still unknown.

This thin book is of no help to the current situation, and Jiang Wang hopes that it will never be able to show its effect.

But... Now he is sitting alone in the study, looking at the thin book spread out on the desk, thinking about his friend who has no news, and there is an unspeakable melancholy.

That is Lin Youxie.

The only heir of the four great Qingpai families.

She had already lost her whereabouts in early May, but no one noticed.

Her father, Lin Kuang, died in the 38th year of Yuanfeng. Wu Lie, who raised her, died in the 55th year of Yuanfeng. In the same year, Li Youjiu, who was also from one of the four great Qingpai families, was also killed...

No matter how ordinary a person is in this world, once he disappears in the sea of ​​people, his relatives and friends will still worry about him.

But Lin Youxie has no relatives or friends.

Because the big tree of the Qingpai family has collapsed, and because of her own stubbornness to the law and inhumane handling of cases. So she has no friends.

In this world, no one cares about her anymore, and no one will ask about her anymore.

So until now, after Jiang Wang's letter to the Sanxing Palace was returned intact, people knew that Lin Youxie, the first person of the young generation of Qingpai, who once wore a fifth-grade Qingpai with the cultivation of Tenglong and was promised to be a genius in solving cases, had actually lost his whereabouts.

No one is seen alive, and no body is seen dead.

She disappeared without a sound, like a breeze blowing away in a gust of wind.

It was as if she had never existed!

But the experiences of the past twenty years were still clearly there. The cases she solved and the things she experienced were still clearly traced in the capital inspection office.

Even if all of this could be erased.

But in Jiang Wang's memory, the scenes of contact with her, from Biwu County to Haimen Island, from that small boat in the wind and rain, to Hengyang County with sparse moonlight and stars... Everything was still clearly there, how could it be said that she had never existed?

"Knock knock knock!"

On this night, accompanied by the knock on the door, it was the housekeeper Xie Ping's gentle call: "Marquis, someone from Bowang Marquis's Mansion came and said he wanted to see you."

Jiang Wang came back to his senses, re-shrank the storage box on the table, put it in his arms, and said in a normal tone: "Let him in."

Zhi~ Ya~

The one who pushed the door in was Chong Xuansheng's shadow guard, the Qingzhuan that Jiang Wang was also familiar with.

He closed the door and saluted Jiang Wang: "My Lord, my son asked me to come to you at night to tell you something."

"Your son will inherit the throne tomorrow, why are you still worrying about so many irrelevant things tonight?" Jiang Wang deliberately joked to make himself look calmer, and then said: "Tell me, what tricks has he done?"

Qing Zhuan lowered his head: "My young master has just returned to Linzi. When he heard about your situation, he quickly asked the younger one to come over and send a message. If it weren't for the big gift tomorrow and he couldn't leave today, he would have come over in person..."

"What can happen to me?" Jiang Wang chuckled twice before saying, "Tell me, what's his opinion?"

Qingzhuan said: "My young master said that the matter you are pursuing may not be as complicated as you think! He asked you not to act rashly, especially not to trust Bao Zhongqing's followers and give them an opportunity. After accepting the title tomorrow, , he will come and talk to you in person..."

"That's all?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Oh, my young master also emphasized it specially." Qingzhuan replied: "Please stay at home and don't act rashly. The matter of Capt. Lin is not complicated. Once he frees up his hands, the matter will be solved easily. ”

Jiang Wang didn't sound right, and frowned slightly: "Is this the original statement?"

"Uh, the original words are..." Qing Zhuan cleared his throat and imitated Zhong Xuansheng's voice: "Remember, if he doesn't have a brain, use less of it! If you don't know which way to go, don't go out! Really, If you go out to find people in a big way, who are you going to protest with?”

Seeing that Marquis Wu An's face was already ugly, he repeated the last five words in a very low-spirited manner, his voice getting lower and lower as he spoke: "It's so, so, stupid..."

Marquis Wu An was very touched that Chong Xuan Sheng, who was still suffering from the pain of bereavement and had a lot of family affairs to deal with, cared so much about his friends at such an important juncture.

But the wording was so impolite, and Marquis Wu An was very unhappy.

Marquis Wu'an was not a person who could express his anger, so he just waved his hand to Qing Bian: "Okay, I understand, go back."

The green brick swished and disappeared.

"From now on, you shadow guards should still pay attention..."

Halfway through Jiang Wang's words, the study room was already empty, and the 'etiquette education' was no longer available, so he could only say angrily: "You are a barbarian and a barbarian, you are a rude person!"

Strangely, Chong Xuanpang felt much more at ease just by having someone send him a message.

Zhong Xuan Sheng, who is so fat all over his body and can think, since he said that this matter is not that complicated, just let him stay at home and wait for the letter.

He believed unconditionally and believed that Zhong Xuan Sheng could come up with a correct answer.

Tonight the bright moon shines high and the stars are few and far between.

He did not go out again, but sat alone in the study, quietly reading an untitled book.

This look lasted all night.

For a long time, he never thought of flipping through this book and learning something. Because an autopsy is almost unnecessary for him. In his life experience, life and death are often the answer.

But now he thought, if a person leaves, what will she leave to the world?

If a person disappears, what proof does she have?

Maybe there is only one such book, an unknown book.

The content of this book is not much, but it requires some brainpower to understand. There are also some supporting small secret techniques that require time to practice. When I read them for the first time, of course I only had a general understanding.

When the sky was dimming, Jiang Wang turned to the last page of this thin book with a complicated mood.

Then he froze.

Because the last page is obviously different from the entire nameless book.

What is recorded on it is not any autopsy-related skills.

There is only one secret -

The secret technique "Nian Chen" was originally created by the late Tian Luobo and the peerless famous catcher Lin Kuang.

"Never forget it, just like the heart is attached to the dust."

Thanks to the book friend "Hot Memory Fragments" for becoming the leader of this book, it is the 359th alliance for the Sky Patrol!

Thank you to book friend "Touch the Owl" for becoming the leader of this book. This is the 360th alliance for the Sky Patrol!