Di Renjie's Detective Detective: Qingluan Robbery

In the autumn of the first year of Tianshou, thirty miles outside Luoyang City, there was an ancient temple that had been abandoned for twenty years. Twelve corpses were neatly placed on the ground. The face was blue and purple, the eyes were wide open, there was no injury or poison, and the cause of death was unknown. Next to each corpse was a copper coin. "Di" is engraved on the front and "Zhang" is engraved on the back. The copper coins were clean, as if someone had specially wiped them, waiting for someone to find them. Twenty years ago, eighteen monks were buried alive in this temple. Before the execution, the abbot shouted only two words - injustice. Twenty years later, the copper bells were ringing in the windless night, bare feet were walking through the heavy rain, and the wet footprints extended from the door to the Kang, disappearing into thin air. Di Renjie had just become prime minister and was given a ten-day restriction, twelve corpses, and a name engraved on copper coins. Standing next to him were Li Yuanfang who was unparalleled in swordsmanship, Bai Sujie who had an autopsy to the bone, Ru Yan whose life experience was a mystery, and Gu Lingyi who was crawling around on the streets. They checked a ghost temple, a copper coin, and a name called "Qingluan". The deeper I looked, the more shocked I became. The ghosts of injustice twenty years ago have not gone away, and the bells calling for death are still ringing twenty years later. Qingluan spreads its wings, and there is no way to escape. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.