Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 16

"This... I didn't mean that, it's just that this matter is too weird. It's not the ancestor's manifestation. Why do strange things happen one after another in the Di family?" Di Ying cried and spread her hands in helplessness.

Di Qing turned to look at Li Canghai, and asked, "What did you find?"

Li Canghai smiled slightly, and he said lightly: "Although I am not a Taoist priest, I do know some spells. I will do it later to drive away the evil atmosphere for everyone."

"You mean there are evil spirits at work?" Di Ying asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Duke Di has served the country and the community all his life. He is truly a hero in the world. How could he come out to frighten his family? I guess there is some evil spirit pretending to be Duke Di." Li Canghai's righteous words seemed to be true.

"If it's really a monster, do you really know how to catch it?" Di Ying had a distrustful expression on his face.

Li Canghai laughed, and said quite confidently: "To tell the truth, I am a teacher of Lu Dongbin and Immortal Lu, and I have learned strange arts, not to mention a few little monsters, even the underworld, I have been through it once."

As Li Canghai said, he winked at Di Qing.

Di Qing glanced at him, her eyes were full of surprise, she quickly realized, nodded and said: "Second brother, he has really been to the 'Hell of Hell'!"

Di Qing wondered, is he Lu Dongbin's disciple?How could I not have heard of it?However, when it comes to "Yincao Difu", I have already gone through it!

In the middle of the night, in the courtyard of the Di Mansion, there was a long table covered with a yellow cloth, on which were placed incense burners, peach swords and some runes.

Li Canghai stood behind the table and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When everyone gathered, he opened his eyes suddenly, drew the mahogany sword, and gestured to the air muttering words.

Di Qing stared at him with interest, seeing that his expression was dignified, and his every move was done in a precise manner, which did not seem to be joking at all.

"The heavens and the earth, the spirit of yin and yang, obey the imperial edict to protect my true form. Be as urgent as the law, imperial edict!"

Li Canghai dipped his fingers in the blood of a black dog, drew a few symbols on those runes, and then exhaled in a deep voice, "Bring these talismans with you to keep you safe and sound."

Di Ying hurriedly ordered his servants to distribute the runes, and picked up a rune and put it close to her body.

After finishing the ceremony, it was already late at night, Li Canghai comforted everyone again, and then went back to his room to rest.

Di Qing followed behind him and asked curiously, "Li Canghai, is there really an evil spirit in my house? Do you really know magic?"

Li Canghai looked around and said in a low voice, "Of course I don't know how to spell. I was just lying to them."

"Ah? You don't know how to spell?" Di Qing's almond eyes widened and she exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hush", Li Canghai made a hissing gesture to her, and said, "I never want to believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world, but you have also seen it. Your family firmly believes in the theory of ghosts and gods. Only in this way can I be stable for the time being." Stay with them. Only in this way can we investigate the situation with confidence."

Di Qing blinked her eyes, and suddenly said: "So that's the case, then did you find anything unusual?"

Li Canghai frowned, shook his head and said, "I have checked the clan hall, and there is nothing unusual. The only way to know the specific situation is to wait for Di Gong to appear again."

"But how do you know when the ancestor will appear?" Di Qing asked with a headache, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"I have asked Brother Ling and the servants, and I found that there seems to be a pattern in these few times that Duke Di has appeared." Li Canghai pondered.

"Rule? What rule?" Di Qing looked at a loss.

"Di Gong's first apparition has been nine times since the first time. Taking every three times as a cycle, the rule of Di Gong's apparition is one, three, and five."

Seeing that Di Qing was confused, Li Canghai explained to her seriously: "The first time Di Gong appeared was on the first day of junior high school, the second time was on the fourth day of junior high school, and the third time was on the ninth day of junior high school. This is the first cycle, the second cycle begins with the ninth day, followed by the twelfth and seventeenth, and the pattern can be found by analogy.”

Di Qing counted carefully with her fingers, and found that it was exactly as Li Canghai said.

"How did you discover this strange pattern?" Di Qing blinked her almond eyes and asked enviously.

Li Canghai smiled lightly and said: "This is a kind of thinking and logic knowledge. As long as you learn to look for the key, you can find the law."

"But, what does this have to do with the ancestor's manifestation?" Di Qing frowned.

"The last time Di Gong appeared was five days ago. If I'm not wrong, tomorrow will be a new cycle." Li Canghai looked at the eaves, and it was raining at night.

Di Qing's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise, "You mean, the ancestor will appear again tomorrow?"

Li Canghai didn't answer her, but looked at the deep night with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it's someone playing tricks or it's really Duke Di's manifestation, we'll see tomorrow."

The next morning.

Li Canghai got up very early, and the city of Luoyang in the early morning was shrouded in light rain and fog, without the noise of the day, giving people a particularly peaceful and quiet feeling.

It was still raining, but the servants of the Di family had already gotten up to clean the courtyard.

Li Canghai held up an oil-paper umbrella painted with peonies, asked a servant for the direction of Xiadi Cemetery, and disappeared into the rain.

Di Gong Cemetery is located in Chengdong City, Luoyang, outside the world-renowned White Horse Temple Mountain Gate.

Di Renjie dedicated his life to the country and society. According to legend, when he died of illness, the government and the people mourned, and Wu Zetian cried and said: "The court is empty."

Therefore, Empress Wu Zetian issued an imperial decree to bury Di Renjie in the royal temple, next to the White Horse Temple, to comfort his heroic spirit.

To this day, there are still many people who do not forget to worship Duke Di when they come to Baima Temple to offer incense.

The tomb of Di Gong is round and made of bluestone. There is a stele in front of the tomb, and the inscription: The tomb of Di Lianggong, the famous prime minister.

Misty rain is desolate, surrounded by several stone beasts, stepping into it, a sense of solemnity arises spontaneously.

With a heart of pilgrimage, Li Canghai knelt down in front of the tomb and kowtowed a few times, then walked around the tomb to observe carefully.

Because Di Gong's tomb is close to the White Horse Temple, monks often come to clean it, so it is very tidy.

Li Canghai looked at it for a long time, but found nothing unusual, so he stood quietly in front of the tomb with an umbrella.

"This benefactor, the rain is violent and the wind is violent, beware of the cold air entering your body!"

At some point, a novice suddenly appeared next to Li Canghai, holding an oil-paper umbrella and said to him.

Li Canghai looked at the novice monk, and asked curiously, "Master, are you coming to clean Di Gong's tomb when it's raining?"

"Amitabha, Mr. Di is loyal to the country and loves the people like a son. He is indeed a Bodhisattva in this world. This temple should worship him as a Buddha." The monk said as he inspected the tomb and cleaned up the sundries.

Li Canghai thought for a while and asked, "Master, has anything strange happened in Di Gong's Cemetery recently?"

"Since I entered the temple, I have come here every day, and nothing strange has happened." The monk cleaned up the dead branches around, scratched his head and said, "However, the incense burner in front of the tomb has Traces of being moved."

"When did this happen?" Li Canghai asked casually.

"About a month ago, when the little monk came to inspect, he found that the direction of the incense burner was a little off, so it was concluded that someone had moved the incense burner." The monk pointed to a half-person-high incense burner in front of the tomb.

Li Canghai walked to the incense burner, he bent down and took a closer look. The incense burner had been placed for decades, and traces had already been left on the bluestone bricks.

The hind feet of the incense burner were indeed deflected by an insignificant distance of half a fingernail, such a subtlety, it was difficult for people to notice.

"Master's meticulous observation is admirable!" Li Canghai exclaimed.

The monk recited the Buddha's name, and said humbly: "I come here every day, and I have already memorized every plant, tree, brick and stone here. However, this may also be pushed by the pilgrims unintentionally, and the monk does not care about it." Didn't take it to heart."

Li Canghai patted the censer, this censer was made of pure copper, at least it weighed hundreds of catties, even with all his strength he couldn't push the censer.

(End of this chapter)