Miao Zhen grew anxious. "How could that be all? What happened afterward?"
Xiao Hong tried hard to think, then said, "After that, I practiced dancing and learned songs with the other sisters in the building, but it's all very hazy. I can't remember clearly."
Pan Yun asked, "Who killed you?"
The smile fell from Xiao Hong's face. She shook her head. "I don't know. I still haven't remembered much."
She asked suspiciously, "Is my soul not whole yet? Otherwise, could you hold another rite for me and recite the Soul Summoning Incantation?"
After looking her over from head to toe, Pan Yun said, "Don't worry. Your soul is complete now. It's common for the dead to lose their memories. If you can't remember, then forget it. We'll go straight to Ji'an County."
The group went directly outside Ji'an County, then entered the city on foot.
Pan Yun checked the time. It was still early before noon, so she headed straight for the county yamen.
Who knew how far the case had progressed, or who had replaced Ji'an County's County Magistrate? Would he be willing to dig deeper after seeing Xiao Hong, this wronged ghost...?
The group had only just stopped at the county yamen gates and looked up when a man who had stepped onto the stairs turned back, his eyes widening instantly.
Pan Yun's eyes widened as well. She exclaimed in admiration, "Not bad, Magistrate Wu. If you had connections, why didn't you say so earlier? You had me worrying for you even when I went out to sea."
Magistrate Wu said, "...Daoist Priestess Pan, mind your words. What connections could I possibly have?"
Pan Yun leaned close and whispered, "No connections? With something this big happening under your jurisdiction, would your official hat still be safe without connections?"