Xie Fu was surprised: "These new and old cases recently...there are many confusing and mysterious things that should not be related to foreign countries."

Although the foreign countries often teach the language and knowledge of the Tian Dynasty, there are different customs such as tomb burial and sacrifice, and the feng shui numerology is even more mysterious. They should not understand it or do it.

Zhang Ping nodded, frowned and thoughtful.

Ding Wei's appearance is indeed not like a Fanbian.

But he stood up from the ground quickly and vigorously. When he spoke, his right foot was slightly forward, his right hand exposed his cuff, but his left hand was half hidden inside the sleeve, slightly closer to his back. His gaze and even some subtle movements were also a bit different from ordinary people.

Zhang Ping grew up in Nanchi County and has seen many Hu merchants in the foreign country. Hu people in the border areas often intermarry with the people of the Heavenly Dynasty, and many of them are no different from those of the Heavenly Dynasty. However, the foreign country has a very different behavior from the Heavenly Dynasty. Some small countries have desert grasslands, and the people live in tents and often crawl in the grass to hunt, and guard against wild beasts or enemies to attack. They are full of vigilance and moves neatly, and their postures are most conducive to dodging and attacking. Many etiquettes are completely opposite to Tianyang Dynasty. For example, looking at the other party's eyes is a provocation, and looking down at the head is also an opportunity to insert the other party's knife. Many foreign people will show their right hands when talking to others, indicating that they have no weapons and are full of kindness. Therefore, many foreign countries assassins are left-handed, hiding the hidden weapon and sharp blades in their left sleeves, deliberately exposing their right hands, so that the other party can relax their vigilance and prepare to attack unexpectedly.

Words, deeds, behaviors, eyes and expressions are things that a person has learned naturally from birth. They are already instinct. No matter how deliberately corrected, they will still reveal a slight difference.

This is true for Ding Wei.

Judging from these traces, he was not only a foreigner, but also a martial arts master.

But he was the only one among the onlookers who saw the mistake of the temple and left.

Is there any Taoist priest in foreign countries?

Zhang Ping felt that Lord Lan would definitely answer this question. He had already gone to find Lord Lan, but the yamen runner told him that Lord Lan and Minister Wang left together.

Zhang Ping could only silently check the evidence first.

He asked Xie Fu: "Is there any Taoist priest in the Fan country?"

Xie Fu was stunned: "This...the Taoism may have been promoted in the past, but didn't they worship their own gods or something... Lord Zhang, sorry, the lower officials really have no research on this aspect..."

Zhang Ping lowered his eyelids silently again.

Lan Jue and Wang Yan rode out of the county government together, and Wang Yan's entourage had already arranged a banquet in the restaurant. Lan Jue ran around for a night and tossed for a whole morning, but she was too tired and felt nothing. After using some rice and drinking some hot soup, she cheered up and turned her back onto the horse.

Wang Yan rode his horse beside him: "Pengzhi, are you still doing it? Do you want to change the carriage?"

Lan Jue said: "No need, ride a horse faster, don't delay the serious business."

Wang Yan said: "Actually, it's not too urgent. I didn't think anything could be dug out at the wellhead where the coffin was released. Everyone was curious about how such a miraculous thing happened there, so how could no one dig again? What they were shoveling now was the soil dug by others."

Lan Jue looked at the road ahead: "It seems that Mr. Wang didn't take me to Guanjing well."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Of course not, let's go and see the mountains."

Zhang Ping took the baggage he searched from the inn with the constable, and then went to see Feng Tai.

Feng Tai was listening to a guard report on matters. After hearing the news, he asked the guard to stand aside first and Zhang Ping came in first.

"You have found out that the person is indeed the suspect's evidence?"

Zhang Ping bowed and held the bag. Feng Tai said: "Just tell the evidence. If we have to verify everything in person, what else can we do?"

Zhang Ping took back his burden: "Sir, the lower official only found out that the identity of this person was forged. The lower official came and asked for advice. Can you tell me which country is popular in foreign countries or there are Taoist priests?"

Feng Tai looked suddenly and said, "Why do you ask like this?"

Zhang Ping said: "The man who was caught was behaving like a stranger."

Feng Taimeng stood up and said, "When did you see it? Why don't you report it early!"

Zhang Ping raised his eyes: "The officials are just speculating based on details..."

Feng Tai interrupted him and shouted to the guard: "So quickly get the seal of our mansion and transfer all those who can be mobilized temporarily, and welcome King Dai! There must be no delay! Hurry!"

Zhang Ping looked at Feng Tai in confusion.

Feng Tai slapped the table: "Damn it! Bastard it! It has something to do with foreign countries, why didn't you report it sooner! Where is Lan Jue now?"

Zhang Ping said: "Lord Lan and Lord Wang went out together."

Feng Tai hit the table again, his face turned pale: "Come here, go and invite Mr. Lan to our mansion! Be sure to keep an eye on the Yao mansion!"

Lan Jue and Wang Yan rode their horses to the foot of Shounian Mountain, and the guards guarded the yamen runners made way.

The smoke in the early morning was very high, and there was a fire in the grandma's temple spread in all villages. Many people surrounded the foot of the mountain. The guards and the yamen runners separated the road and protected Lan Jue and Wang Yan up the mountain.

"Sir, the place where the fire broke out is in the woods close to the top of the mountain. Hu Jue is checking..."

Wang Yan waved his hand: "I'm not busy watching that place." He took Lan Jue straight to Cishou Temple.

The Taoist in Guanzhong had been counted by Wang Yan and temporarily circled it. Lan Jue followed Wang Yan, who was striding in meteors to the back hall, and Wang Yan took him to the entrance of the dark room where the sarcophagus was placed.

Lan Jue climbed down the rope ladder, looked at the large sarcophagus that was standing in front of him and said, "Mr. Wang really made Lan see a treasure."

Wang Yan grinned: "Coffin, coffin, promotion and wealth, so kind-hearted. When you return to Beijing, you will be promoted."

Lan Jue said: "Thank you Lord Wang for your kindness, I wish to ask for your good words."

Wang Yan personally walked to the sarcophagus with a lantern: "No need to thank me, please help me see what this treasure is from. The tighter the plug on my mouth is, the more I must hold the big stuff in my stomach. Just by the death of a rich family and his deep love for me, he should not let him go to this county town in person. When you help me see the clues, I will talk to him again."

Lan Jue had no choice but to walk to the sarcophagus: "Brother Mo Wen, I do rarely involve such old things..."

Wang Yan held up the lantern and said softly: "It's okay, look slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

Lan Jue also took a lantern from the guards and carried it himself. He first checked around the coffin. Wang Yan took him to see the letters on the cover of the coffin.

"The boy named Zhang said that judging from the words, it was supposed to be a man in the coffin."

Lan Jue nodded: "Yes, from this poem alone, this stone coffin should be used to store a man's body. He wrote his own tombstone and painted his own figure behind him. He recited poems and thought that prophecy and verses were all things that those who practice Taoism and Buddhism often do. It's just..."

He held the lantern and illuminated the stone coffin again.

"If it is a coffin, some places seem to be not very correct. I'll take a look."

Wang Yan followed Lan Jue again, who was walking around the coffin's tail: "Peizhi, just say it first, don't keep it a secret, I'm not Lao Feng, I need evidence when I catch anything."
Chapter completed!