Chapter 12 third quarter

Under the auspices of Hu Jingan, the headless body of Kuchan Master was cremated together with Leng Runzhang and Bai Pu Daochang.The ashes of the three deceased were put into white porcelain jars, ready to be sent back to their sect afterwards.The hero who was originally all-powerful in the rivers and lakes turned into heavy ashes in a blink of an eye. The feelings in this made everyone who witnessed it feel sad. After everything was over, it was almost noon.Everyone had eaten without appetite, and Hu Jingan said seriously: "Everyone, from now on, please don't stay away from the range of the villa, it's best to stay in your own room, so as not to be attacked by the murderer..." "I said Lao Hu , we didn't come to your village to sit in a big prison, if so, I'll just slap my ass and leave." Naturally, it was Ban Qihu who interrupted the conversation.

Yun Jisang said suddenly: "Boss Hu, don't worry too much, the murderer's martial arts may not be as high as everyone imagined." When everyone was stunned, he took out the remaining string of rosary beads, "This is the rosary beads of Master Kuchan , Judging from the broken marks, it was not cut off by the murderer, but was crushed. And the person who crushed the rosary is most likely Master Kuchan himself. Since he can crush the rosary, he must have been very surprised when he saw it. This is the case of fear, which means that he has probably seen the murderer. But there are still no traces of fighting in the mourning hall, not even blood. This shows that the murderer subdued Master Kuchan and took him calmly outside the mourning hall to commit murder Everyone, think about it, how did the murderer do this?" He said, looking fixedly at the crowd.

"Could it be that Master Kuchan was plotted by the murderer?" Rong Xiaoying asked suddenly. "Mrs. Ren is right. Master Kuchan was plotted by the murderer." Yun Jisang nodded and said, "The only way to subdue this eminent Shaolin monk silently is to use poison." "Is it the unpleasant aroma we smelled?" Fang Huiting asked. "No, don't forget, we also smelled that kind of aroma, but nothing happened. So the murderer used another poison. For a long time, the place where the murderer committed the crime will leave this smell, giving people a sense of smell. I was very impressed. Because of this, it also planted a hint that this fragrance is not poisonous. Therefore, Master Kuchan was not on guard. If the murderer cast another colorless and tasteless poison under the cover of this strong fragrance, it would be very dangerous. It's easy to get..."

"That's right! That's right!" Qiao Yi also slapped the table and said, "In this way, everything makes sense." "Then the master of Lengcastle and Daoist Baipu were also killed after being poisoned? But the master of Castle Leng and Daoist Baipu were killed on a boat. The boat is different from the house, the lake is open, the water vapor is thick, and the wind is extremely strong. Poisonous incense is very difficult to work." Lu Bian thoughtfully said. "This is another clue. When we boarded the boat, Daoist Baipu's Taiqing sword was still in its sheath. Judging from this, the murderer should have succeeded in a surprise attack. Otherwise, with the martial arts of the two of them, it is impossible Will be killed by the murderer without any sign of resistance."

"Since it's a surprise attack, the one who can make Lord Lengbao and Daoist Baipu completely defenseless must be someone they are very familiar with..." Yun Jisang slowly glanced at everyone, "So, everyone, we It is better to follow the arrangement of Manager Hu and not act on your own." Everyone looked at each other, and no one refuted.Because Yun Jisang was clearly implying that the murderer might be one of them, and his reasoning was very reasonable, everyone in the hall was silent for a while. Suddenly there was a light knock on the door. "Who?" Yun Jisang asked. "Brother Yun, it's me, Ah Ting." A soft and pleasant voice replied.When Fang Huiting, who was wearing a light blue dress, entered the room, she stopped talking. Yun Jisang didn't know why this little girl was looking for her.After a while, she said in a low voice: "...Brother Yun, did you think the lunch was delicious just now?" Yun Jisang was taken aback.

"I think the wine-stuffed duck is good. It is very tender, and the lotus root porridge is also delicious... I met Mrs. Ren when I was taking a bath just now. She has a purse with a red beak and green feather embroidered on it." Little bird, it’s so pretty... Hall Master Lu also told me that when he leaves here, he must take me to Junshan to have a good time..." Listening to her ramblings, Yun Jisang suddenly realized something, gently pulled Fang Huiting's shoulder, and asked tentatively: "A Ting, are you afraid?" Fang Huiting's beautiful eyes slowly filled with tears, and she Looking at him like that for a while, she threw herself into his arms: "Brother Yun, Ah Ting is so scared, Ah Ting wants to go home in Li Mansion."

Yun Jisang patted her on the back softly: "It's okay, it will be fine. I promise, I will catch the male and female Xiangsha, and let Ah Ting paint black circles on their faces with ink..." Fang Huiting Finally he was amused by him: "They don't know, their smell is so bad." Yun Jisang was surprised that Fang Huiting didn't go to Zhuo Anjie but came to him, so he asked: "Your sister Zhuo Woolen cloth?" "I don't know, I went to find her, but she wasn't here..." Yun Jisang frowned secretly, at this time, Zhuo Anjie was still wandering around, it was too dangerous: "Then let's go find your sister Zhuo together, shall we?" Fang Huiting nodded obediently.

"A Ting, do you know why your sister Zhuo brought you here?" Yun Jisang asked casually, he still couldn't let go of Zhuo Anjie's actions. "Because Ah Ting's eyes are good, he can see things clearly no matter how far away from me, and as long as it is something I have seen, I will never forget it." Fang Huiting said seriously. "Oh, Ah Ting is so powerful..." As soon as he got out of the room, Yun Jisang realized that it was dusk, the golden setting sun was sinking towards the water, and the withered red leaves were slowly flying with the autumn wind. His eyes were desolate, full of desolation.The exquisite pavilions and pavilions of Qiba Villa also looked dim in the setting sun, as if pouring out inexplicable sadness.