Chapter 6 Chapter 5 Everyone

How could this be?Could it be that Wang Yansi has something to do with this case?Why do people who come to Wei Mansion to celebrate their birthdays seem to have ghosts in their hearts?Both Yu Chenji and Liang Xideng seem to be secretly hiding something.So what about Tang Pan and Wang Zhenwu?What role did they play in this case? And everyone in Wei's mansion also seems to have something to hide, from the teacher's wife Xie Qingfang, the housekeeper Yang Shizhen, to Mrs. Xu, the dumb servant, and even the teacher... No, no, the teacher won't... But, following the death of brother Confucianism...

The more Yun Jisang thought about it, the more indescribably irritated he felt. The cold ominous feeling was like the gloomy cloud over Ping'an Town, silently covering him. Putting the little bell back into his bosom, he took a deep breath, trying to reorganize the messed up threads, but he still couldn't restore calm to the turbulent heart lake. The injuries he suffered in the Battle of Luliang were really too serious.Iteng Bozhao's palm hurt not only his body, but also his strange qi penetrated into his purple mansion, shook his primordial spirit, and made his originally transparent dao heart become chaotic and precarious.The dark consciousness of the six spirits, like the reflection of a mountain in a clear spring, is originally the reflection of the subconscious deep in the heart of the qi refiner to the outside world.But now, the peaceful heart spring is already rippling, and the shadows reflected naturally become fragmented and blurred.

Yun Jisang filled a glass of wine for himself, but did not drink it. Instead, he looked at the celadon wine glass and thought: Since the case cannot be clarified for the time being, the only thing I can do now is to collect more information related to it as soon as possible. news.Now it seems that some old events from that year, especially the cause of death of Wei Jiru and Xiaomei, may be the key to this case.Wei Jiru's death now seems quite strange, and the murderer who killed Xiaomei has not been found yet.It's just that there were not many people who knew about these things back then, who should I ask for greetings?Xie Qingfang?She has known the teacher for a long time, but she married the teacher after Wei Jiru's death, presumably she doesn't know too much; although the teacher probably knew about it, but he was old, and on the occasion of his birthday, his beloved died. Disciple, it would be even more inappropriate to directly ask him about the tragedy of that year; in this way, Tang Pan will be the only one left.No more hesitation, no matter what, let's get to the bottom of this matter before the teacher's birthday!

Thinking of this, he toasted his glass and drank it down, then put the glass heavily on the table, bid farewell to the old shopkeeper, got up and left. After walking a few steps, I felt that someone was peeping at me.Turning around suddenly, he saw a pale woman's face slowly protruding from behind the corner in the dark corner of the street, smiling evilly at him. Turning his head abruptly, Yun Jisang quickened his pace. If there is anyone in the Wei Mansion who can be carefree, it must be our Miss Cui Minghuan.Although the little girl is small, she is very courageous.Although he was frightened the night before, he recovered in the blink of an eye.It's just that Zhuo Anjie didn't let her out of the house to play these two days, which really made her very bored.In addition, my dear master was always running around not to hurt her, so when I was bored, I could only pout and play with the box of marbles that Zhuo Anjie gave him over and over by myself.

It's just that a good opportunity came today, Zhuo Anjie drank a few more glasses in the morning, she was a little tired, so she took a nap.Ming Huan peered at the door for a long time, seeing that her good-looking sister-in-law had indeed fallen asleep, she covered her mouth for joy so as not to laugh out loud, then tiptoed out of the house and ran to the snow field outside Only then did he giggle and roll freely on the snow. While playing, she suddenly saw a yellow hare, bouncing around and running past her as if no one else was there, with its big ears standing up high, looking quite airy.

"Tutu! Don't run!" Ming Huan yelled joyfully, and chased after her. The hare didn't seem to take Miss Cui's orders to heart. Although she didn't run fast, she always took a few steps away when she was about to catch up, and looked sideways at her from time to time, which made Ming Huan feel quite uncomfortable. Annoyed, he even vowed to catch it and play with it. Chasing and chasing like this, running farther and farther, unknowingly, Ming Huan gradually deviated from the road, and the trees around him gradually increased.The hare seemed to be chased by Ming Huan too, and it jumped into a hole in the ground, and the little girl yelled and threatened, but refused to come out again.

After shouting for a long time, Ming Huan raised his head depressedly, only then did he realize that he had come to a strange place. This is an abandoned yard.The yard was overgrown with weeds, the trees were withered, and the dry pond was covered with snow, which was deserted and deserted. A rough stone house is located at the back of the yard, silently hidden by a dozen tall pines and cypresses. "Hey, is there silver here?" Ming Huan called out. no answer. Ming Huan yelled to the stone house again: "Is there any silver here? It's Ming Huanwei!" The yard was quiet, only Beifeng was responding to her call strangely.

In the sky, there are snowflakes falling quietly. Ming Huan bravely came to the stone house, only to find that the two thick stone doors were locked with a huge copper lock, obviously there was no one in the house.There is only one small window in the whole stone house, which is pasted with window paper.Ming Huan leaned on the stone door, his big black eyes trying to look in through the crack of the door.In the gaps of the stone gate, several pieces of old furniture can be faintly seen.The wall skin has been mottled, with many long scratches criss-crossing.There seems to be something written on the wall, but I can't see it clearly. What I can see clearly is the loneliness and desolation buried deep in the dust.

Unknowingly, Ming Huan started to get scared, and when she was about to stop looking, she was slapped on the shoulder, and she screamed in fright, squatting down at the same time, shrinking her neck like an ostrich, as if Doing so avoids any damage. "Isn't this Ming Huan, why did you come here?" A soft voice asked. Ming Huan timidly opened his eyes, just opened them a little, then quickly closed them again, for fear of seeing a grinning ghost in front of him. "Don't be afraid, it's me." The soft voice said again. Ming Huan was a little familiar with that pleasant voice, and finally opened his eyes.

An indescribable beauty caught her eyes, and finally her restless heart calmed down. It turned out to be Xie Qingfang. "It's you, you scared Huan'er!" Ming Huan said, patting his small chest. "Ming Huan, why did you come here alone? Where's your master?" Xie Qingfang held the frightened little girl in her arms and asked softly. Ming Huan rubbed her breasts, and said in a promiseful voice: "Xifu is gone, and Huan'er is playing with money? Auntie, are you going to play with Huan'er?" Xie Qingfang looked up at the sky, the sky was gray and yellow, and the heavy snow fell quietly, so she took her little hand and said softly: "Ming Huan, this place is very desolate, there is no fun here, Auntie will take you Go eat something delicious, okay?"

Ming Huan nodded his head vigorously, and couldn't help asking: "Is it a sweet and glutinous fruit?" Xie Qingfang smiled slightly: "Yes, there are a lot of sweet and glutinous fruits for Ming Huan to eat!" Ming Huan gave a cheer, and followed Xie Qingfang to the outside of the garden. "Ding——" a crisp ringtone came to mind in the forest not far away. Xie Qingfang's appearance suddenly changed, and she stopped in her tracks. "Auntie? Is that so?" Ming Huan raised her face and asked. "Shhh—" Xie Qingfang raised her fingers and gestured to her for silence. "Ding—" Another bell rang, but this time, it was closer. Xie Qingfang's body began to tremble slightly, then she lowered her head, quickly embraced Ming Huan in her arms, dodged and hid behind a clump of dry bushes, and said in a low voice: "Ming Huan is obedient, a scary ghost is coming, Whoever sees it will be killed by it. So from now on, we must close our eyes tightly and never open them no matter what happens. If it finds us, we will be killed by it Killed! So you can’t open your eyes no matter what! Do you understand?” In front of the window in the middle of the night, a tall black figure—the terrifying scene that night flashed through Ming Huan's mind, and his face turned pale. "Close your eyes tightly and don't look at anything, understand?" Xie Qingfang hurriedly repeated. This time, Ming Huan finally realized what she was talking about, nodded, and tightly closed his eyes. "Ding——" the voice was approaching again, and it was only a dozen feet away from their hiding place. Xie Qingfang hugged Ming Huan tightly in her arms, closed her eyes, and murmured: "It's okay, it will be fine, Ming Huan, don't be afraid..." The sound of footsteps gradually approaching, the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow was heavy and weird.It was as if a broken wooden door in an old alley in the middle of the night was being blown by the night wind, making harsh swinging sounds from time to time. Ming Huan closed her eyes and listened, as if she saw someone stretching out pale fingers to hold the edge of the door, and then slowly leaning out from behind the door... "It's okay, it's okay, it's definitely okay..." Xie Qingfang kept repeating these words in Ming Huan's ear, as if reciting a spell that could keep them safe. The footsteps stopped on the other side of the bush beside them, and there was no movement for a long time. Ming Huan felt that he was reliving the nightmare of that night, only this time, there was no window separating him from the devil. The extreme fear made her forget Xie Qingfang's warning, she lowered her head and narrowed a gap slightly, looking towards the opposite side. In the gaps between the thorny branches, one can vaguely see a wide gray robe dragging in the snow, a pair of black cloth shoes protruding from under the cloth robe. A long red silk thread hangs from the side of the robe. At the end of the silk thread, there is a small copper bell tied. Suddenly, the red silk thread trembled, and the small copper bell turned over, revealing a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, showing a strange smile to Ming Huan: Ding——! A strange sound rang in his ears, Ming Huan felt dizzy and lost consciousness. When Yun Jisang came to the door of Tang Pan's room, he found that he was vigorously shaking off the snow on the cloak, as if he had just returned from outside. Seeing Yun Jisang's arrival, he didn't seem surprised.Just let him in quietly. The style of Tang Pan's house is very similar to that of Wei Shengzeng's study room. It looks elegant and simple. The only luxury is a jade flute hanging on the wall. Extraordinary.Seeing Tang Pan casually hang the cloak on the hanger, take out the stove and light it, and then sit down comfortably.A strange thought rose in Yun Jisang's mind: that is, Tang Pan must often come to Wei's mansion as a guest, so that he can live so naturally and casually in this guest room. "I don't know what you can do with Shaoxia Yun coming to the hideout?" Tang Pan asked unhurriedly. Yun Jisang looked directly at him, and said straight to the point: "Mr. Tang, Jisang was very saddened by the death of brother Jiru, and wanted to know the details of his death. Pain, I heard that Mr. Tang was also in the Wei Mansion back then, do you know the details about this matter?" "What happened back then? I didn't come to the Wei Mansion as a guest back then, so the facts I know are limited... Could it be that Shaoxia Yun thinks that this case in the Wei Mansion has something to do with the death of Jiru back then?" Tang Pan hesitated, looking Xiang Yunjisang's gaze was full of inquiry. "That's not necessarily the case, but as far as Jisang knows, the time of Ghost Chanling's appearance is very close to the time of Brother Jiru's death, so I came to ask Mr. Tang for advice." Yun Jisang said sincerely. "It's just a coincidence. The so-called chaotic power and strange gods must not be trusted. Now that the court is about to reactivate Wei Gong, there will always be some villains who will jump out and obstruct it in every possible way. Now that the state affairs are withered, the first battle of Renchen cost millions of taels of silver. , tens of thousands of soldiers were killed and wounded, and the foundation of Ming Dynasty was about to be hollowed out. In Tang's view, it is not Wei Gongmo who can follow Zhang Jiangling (Note: Zhang Ju is from Jiangling, so he is also called Zhang Jiangling) and reorganize the Ming Dynasty. It belongs to. When a country is about to prosper, there must be auspiciousness—gentlemen use it and villains retreat. When a country is about to perish, there must be evildoers—virtuous people hide, and chaotic ministers are expensive. The rise and fall of the world is now only between one person and one thought. As Yun Shaoxia Duke Wei's most important disciple is also a hero of the Ming Dynasty, so he will definitely do his best for your teacher and the great tomorrow, right?" Tang Pan stared at Yun Jisang and said, in his words, he seemed to be unimpressed by the appearance of the ghost winding bell. care. "It's natural, it's just that Mr. Tang's words seem to point to something, Jisang is stupid, I don't know..." Yun Jisang asked with some doubts. Tang Pan waved his hand slightly: "Young Xia Yun was joking, with your intelligence, how could you not see that someone came to this birthday banquet with ulterior motives? This so-called ghost haunting bell is the best excuse for them to make use of it! Hmph , Demons and ghosts, clowns!" Yun Jisang stood up, frowned and walked back and forth in the room a few times, then stopped suddenly, and asked: "When Zhu Changming was killed last night, Mr. Tang said he would visit the teacher. I wonder if he met anyone on the way?" Tang Pan thought for a moment, as if he was recalling the situation at that time: "It was snowing heavily that day, and it was so white that I couldn't see anything clearly. There was no one on the road, and I only saw someone peeping furtively from outside Keng Ran from a distance. , you guessed it, who is that person?" Yun Jisang's heart moved, "Could it be Liang Xideng?" "That's right, does Shaoxia Chengyun really think he's a businessman? From now on, you must pay close attention to Duke Wei's safety. As far as I know, the old man Shen Yiguan is secretly compiling a Donglin Tianjianlu to Slander our Donglin group heroes, and Wei Gong’s name is on the front of the scroll! Yun Shaoxia, it’s an extraordinary time, our Donglin and the Zhejiang Party are in dire straits, once Wei Gong enters the court, use his prestige to call on the world’s scholars , then great things can be expected. These shameless villains are jumping over the wall now, with their insidious cunning, what can't they do?" Tang Pan slapped the table and said in a deep voice. Yun Jisang was taken aback, thinking quickly in his mind: How credible is Tang Pan's words?Yesterday Liang Xideng couldn't even tell the difference between Tianchi tea and Mengshan tea, so he was indeed not a real tea merchant.What about Tang Pan?He is a close friend of the teacher, and now it seems that he has great expectations for the teacher's re-entry.Logically, he would not do anything that would be detrimental to the teacher, but... thinking of this, he raised his head, looked straight at Tang Pan and said, "I have written down Mr. Tang's words, but I still have a few questions to ask Mr. Tang, I don't know if you can answer, Mr. "But it's okay to ask." Tang Pan said calmly. "Does the teacher know about the unruly people at the birthday banquet?" Yun Jisang asked. "I don't know, Wei Gong has a magnanimous mind, and has always been ignorant of such conspiracies and tricks. It is for this reason that he was counted by the villains in the court." Tang Pan said angrily. "Has Mr. Tang met Liang Xideng?" Yun Jisang asked. "I've seen it before. This person claims to be a businessman, but he is a famous person in the entertainment venue in the capital. He spends a lot of money and often goes to the official's house. According to Tang, this person is probably a spy of the Zhejiang Party." Tang Pan Said flatly. "When did Mr. Tang arrive at Keng Ran Ju that night?" Yun Jisang asked quickly again. "At the first moment of Haishi." Tang Pan replied. "Then what about leaving?" "It's still the first hour of Haishi, and I didn't make any stops." "Have you ever met the teacher?" "Never, Wei Gong had already slept peacefully at that time." "Did Mistress ever fall asleep at that time?" "Madam Wei was not asleep at that time." "Have you ever met Old Escort Wang?" "Never, he had left by then." "Have you ever heard any strange sound?" Yun Jisang asked faster and faster. "Never heard." "Have you ever seen the murderer?" Yun Jisang asked impatiently. "Never." Tang Pan said without thinking. "Have you found out the cause of Wei Jiru's death?" "Never, back then..." Tang Pan suddenly stopped talking, staring at Yun Jisang. Yun Jisang smiled slightly, bowed to Tang Pan and said, "Thank you Mr. Tang for your enlightenment, Jisang is leaving." As soon as he went out, he saw Mrs. Xu rushing over in a hurry. When she saw him, she shouted loudly from a distance: "Master Yun, something happened to Miss Cui!" Yun Jisang was startled, jumped over, grabbed Aunt Xu's shoulder, and asked anxiously, "What happened to Ming Huan?" "She and Madam hit the ghostly bell together, and now she has passed out. Lady Zhuo is accompanying her!" Aunt Xu gasped. Yun Jisang didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he flew up and rushed to the residence with all his strength. The north wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards his face, biting his skin coldly.Because it was difficult to maintain balance with one arm, he staggered several times and almost fell.Just like this, he ran against the wind all the way, until he saw the door of the house, he stopped panting. Looking at that house, Yun Jisang realized that he didn't even have the courage to open the door. What should I do if something happens to Ming Huan? If I lose this dear child, do I still have the courage to face the heavy pain in my body and mind? It turned out that he was not the one who saved the child on the battlefield. It turned out that this child saved himself on the battlefield. "Xifu, do you like Huan'erwei?" The immature child's voice echoed in my ears, cheerful and bright, like an afternoon sun illuminating the abyss. Ming Huan...he silently called this lovely name in his heart. The door opened, and what greeted him was Zhuo Anjie's slightly tired jade face. "Senior Sister, Ming Huan..." Yun Jisang asked with a trembling voice, her face pale, her left fist clenched tightly, her head lowered. "Don't worry, she's fine." Zhuo Anjie said with a smile as relaxed as possible.She is very aware of the mood of this junior brother at the moment. After he fell off the cliff while practicing qinggong, he also kept watch outside his house all night with such an expression. After hearing her words, Yun Jisang breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw Ming Huan lying unconscious on the bed, his heart arose again, and he hurriedly took Ming Huan's pulse.Fortunately, Ming Huan's pulse was deep but not chaotic, and there was nothing serious about it, so he really felt relieved, turned around and asked Zhuo Anjie: "Senior Sister, what happened?" "It's my fault too. I just took a nap, but I didn't expect this girl to sneak out alone." Zhuo Anjie blamed herself, "It was Yang Butler who sent her here just now. I heard that she and Mrs. Wei met in the back garden. When it came to Ghost Winding Bell, luckily they were lucky enough to close their eyes and hide behind the bushes, so they escaped unharmed." "The ghost winding bell will appear in the daytime?" Yun Jisang said to himself. "It can be called seeing ghosts in the daytime. It's a pity that I wasn't there, otherwise I would really meet this mysterious ghost-bound bell." Zhuo Anjie said indifferently. "Senior sister, don't be careless..." Yun Jisang said solemnly, "I see that the deceased who encountered the ghost wrapped in a bell died in a strange way, and obviously died of extraordinary means. Martial arts may not be effective against such a murderer. I haven't figured it out yet. Before the truth about the ghost haunting the bell, senior sister must not interfere." Zhuo Anjie naturally knew that this junior brother was worried about her own safety, so she replied casually: "Yes, then please ask Yunshen to arrest the murderer as soon as possible! Living in this ghostly town these days, it's really Worry, once your teacher's birthday banquet is over, let's go to Jiangnan." Jiangnan... Jiangnan where willows and green birds are flying, small bridges and flowing water, there should be a warm world... It's just that the Wei Mansion is now covered with clouds and crises, and the teacher is old, how can I let go?Yun Jisang's heart was full of hesitation. Zhuo Anjie looked at his expression, and sighed slightly in her heart: This junior brother really cares too much.No wonder he is extremely talented, but his martial arts are still difficult to master.However, in my heart, this is exactly what makes him cute. Ruthless is not necessarily a real hero, how can Lianzi not be a husband? "Xifu..." Ming Huan groaned softly in a coma, her petite body twisted, as if trying to struggle out of a nightmare. Yun Jisang hurriedly sat on the side of the bed, gently held her little hand, and said softly: "Ming Huan, Master is here, right by your side." Seemingly hearing his response, Ming Huan stopped struggling, and her little face became peaceful. Yun Jisang caressed her little face lovingly, and tucked the quilt up for her. "Xifu, haunted house... be careful..." Ming Huan murmured again. Yun Jisang frowned, and asked Zhuo Anjie, "Where is Mistress?" Zhuo Anjie said angrily: "The beautiful mistress you never forget is being questioned at Keng Ran's residence. Catcher Wang and the others are all there, but she seems to be quite frightened, and she might not be able to say anything for a while." Yun Jisang thought for a while and said, "I have to go and lie down, and Ming Huan will trouble my senior sister." Zhuo Anjie nodded and said: "You can go, but remember to go back early, I'm afraid the child will be sad if he wakes up and won't see you." Yun Jisang nodded, took another deep look at Ming Huan, and turned to leave. The chaotic clouds are low in the evening, and the snow dances back to the wind.The sky, the earth, and everything around them became silent in the chaotic snowflakes, only the north wind was still wandering around reluctantly, roaring to show its existence. When Yun Jisang came to Keng Ran's house in the snow, he could see the silent housekeeper Yang Shizhen guarding the door from a distance, dressed in white snow and green, his figure was as straight as the tall and tall sycamore tree in the yard.Seeing him coming, Yang Shizhen nodded slightly and stepped aside. Yun Jisang stomped his feet, raised the door curtain, and large flakes of snow immediately followed him into the room.He hurriedly turned around and put down the curtain, shook the snow off his body, and raised his head, only to find that there were already many people sitting in the room.Xie Qingfang wore a plain white bead hoop on her head, and leaned against the table while stroking her chest, her face was pale, obviously frightened, Wei Shengzeng was beside her, comforting her in a low voice.The great Confucian seemed to have just got up, his indigo robe was a little messy, and his face was a little haggard.Wang Zhenwu was wearing a maroon cloak, leaning on his nine-ringed saber and discussing something in a low voice with Wang Yansi; Yu Chenji was still in a plain white Taoist robe, holding Fuchen in his arms, sipping tea lightly, with a calm look; Pan Ze was dressed in a gray scholar's uniform, sitting on the side with a sinking face, playing with the jade flute carved with the pagoda pattern in his hand, as if he was thinking about it.These people sat around in groups with different expressions, as vivid as a group of people living in a pear garden. Looking at them, Yun Jisang frowned secretly. These people seemed to be very harmonious, but for some reason, he always felt uncoordinated.Although the charcoal fire in the room was burning vigorously, it couldn't generate any warmth for him. Yun Jisang came to Wei Shengzeng's side and said in a low voice, "Teacher, the students are here..." Wei Shengzeng raised his haggard face, saw him, and his dazed eyes became clear again: "It's Youqing, you came just in time. Look, my Wei Mansion...the plaque bestowed by the late emperor 'Dehou Wenchang', scholars all over the world passed on poems to congratulate each other, and held banquets for ten days. What an honor that is? But now? This majestic Wei Mansion has become a nine-deep hell, where demons haunt and ghosts run amok! Ghosts linger on bells, Ghost Tangling, hehe, this ghost haunts around, and it even came to the house! It’s not counting that this ghost harmed Chang Ming, but it almost killed your teacher! Today, I only took a nap as a teacher, and your teacher will take a nap. Such a thing happened, but luckily nothing happened to her, otherwise I would be my teacher... You don't know how hard your wife has worked for me all these years! The blue sky is closed, and ghosts are rampant in the daytime! This ghost winding bell is really unscrupulous , Where does it think my Wei mansion is? I, Wei Yazi, wrote letters to the imperial court, fought for power, talked and laughed freely in the bloody wind, and was not even afraid of losing my head. Could it be that I was frightened by these little demons and goblins? Hehe, this is too underestimating the old man! Help the teacher and find out this ghostly bell! The old man wants to see what kind of bastards are playing tricks in front of my Wei Yazi's door!" As he said, he became excited When he got up, his voice was high-pitched, his beard and hair were raised, and he had the arrogance of a little emperor who was in charge of the world. Yun Jisang was startled, he hadn’t heard the teacher use his small character “Yazi” for a long time, and every time he used it, it must be when he was furious, he hurriedly comforted him with worry: “Teacher, please wait a moment. Don't worry, the students will definitely investigate this matter clearly, and return the Wei Mansion to peace." Then he turned to Xie Qingfang and asked: "Master, can you explain what happened today in detail again?" Xie Qingfang hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said slowly: "I went to the pharmacy to get medicine today, and I accidentally saw Ming Huan playing alone in an abandoned house. I was afraid that something would happen to her, so I wanted to bring her back. Not far away, I met that ghost..." He said, with a look of horror on his face. "How do you confirm that it is the Ghost Winding Bell?" Wang Yansi asked suspiciously. "You can't be wrong. In the past few years, many people have heard the ghostly bell walking through the town. The ringtone is really special, and it makes people feel creepy, so once you hear it, you will never admit it." Xie Qingfang replied with lingering fear. "Have you seen what it looks like?" Yun Jisang asked in a deep voice. Xie Qingfang shook her head nervously: "It is said that as long as you see that ghost, you will surely die. So I just hid behind the bushes with Ming Huan in my arms and didn't dare to open my eyes to look at it." "Oh? That's such a pity. Madam Wei, does Mrs. Wei know what that Gui Lingling was doing there?" Wang Yansi looked at Xie Qingfang with suspicion.It's no wonder that Zhu Changming was killed by Gui Lingling just last night, but Xie Qingfang and Ming Huan were safe when they encountered Gui Lingling, which is indeed suspicious. "I really don't know. At that time, I just felt that the ghost stopped on the other side of the bush. I was so scared that I could only desperately say to myself: I will be fine if I don't open my eyes. Then I heard a strange sound When the bell rang, I passed out. When I woke up again, the ghost had disappeared." Xie Qingfang argued a little aggrieved. What is the purpose of Gui Tangling appearing in the Wei Mansion during the day?Is it a coincidence that it met Xie Qingfang in the back garden?What is hidden in that abandoned house in the back garden?Is Xie Qingfang lying?Or that Gui Chanling didn't intend to harm her... Yun Jisang pondered for a moment, then asked, "When did that happen?" Xie Qingfang thought for a while: "Probably... it's only half an hour from now." Half an hour... At that time, he had just arrived at Tang Pan's place, thinking, he glanced sideways at Tang Pan, who happened to be looking at him too, and the two of them couldn't help avoiding each other when their eyes met. "I don't know what you were doing half an hour ago?" Wang Yansi asked abruptly. Wei Shengzeng first said: "The old man was just reading "Zuo Zhuan" in the room. When I read the official volume, I was too sleepy. I don't know when I fell asleep. I didn't know what happened until my wife came in and woke me up. I am ashamed ..." As he spoke, he shook his head and looked at his wife lovingly. "After I went to the Fishman's place with Catcher an hour ago, I went to the Liji Tavern outside the Wei Mansion to drink some wine. Half an hour ago, I went to sit with Mr. Tang for a while." Yun Jisang continued. . He waited for a while, but he didn't want everyone to remain silent, and he couldn't help but secretly doubt: Why didn't these people tell their whereabouts?Could it be that they all have unspeakable secrets? But I heard Wang Yansi ask: "Boss Wang, you have been discussing the case with me just now, so you don't need to say more. The rest of you, please explain clearly." Yun Jisang's heart moved, and he thought of something faintly. A vague picture flashed in his mind for a moment, and then sank into the chaotic memory. "I just talked about some old things with Yun Shaoxia, and I have been meditating in the study since then, and never went out." Tang Pan said frankly. "Young Xia Yun?" Wang Yansi looked at Yun Jisang. Yun Jisang nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Tang and I were indeed together a while ago, but I only stayed there for a cup of tea. I don't know where Mr. Tang went before." Tang Pan's expression changed, and he looked at him coldly. Yun Jisang didn't take it seriously, he was always casual, and he didn't like this person's pretentious and deep manner. "Mr. Tang, please clarify." Wang Yansi asked, his eyes were as sharp as a goshawk that had found its prey. Tang Pan hesitated for a moment and said: "Tang had seen the snow scene before, so he went out to enjoy the snow and stayed in the garden for a while." "Mr. Tang is really in a good mood!" Wang Yansi said hesitantly. Tang Pan snorted and stopped talking. "Yu Zhenren, I don't know Fang Jia..." Wang Yansi turned to Yu Chenji again. Yu Chenji first glanced at Tang Pan meaningfully, and then said softly: "Pimpedao is the same as Tang Layman, it is also a good time to see the snow scene, and on a whim, he went outside to enjoy it for a while." Before the words were finished, Liang Xideng walked in lightly, waving his fan. Wang Yansi said with a smile: "Mr. Liang came just in time, just now Ghost Lingling appeared. Everyone here just talked about their whereabouts. I don't know what Mr. Liang was doing just now? Could it be that he was enjoying the snow scene in the yard?" Liang Xideng was taken aback for a moment, and said with a surprised look: "How did Catcher Wang know about it? Liang just saw how interesting the snow was falling, so he went out for a walk to have fun. Why, why not Is it right?" The anger on Wang Yansi's face disappeared quickly, and then he laughed and said: "Interesting and interesting, Wang has handled countless cases in his life, but this is the first time he has encountered such an interesting case. All of you are caring people who like to appreciate snow. Wang is taught Already!" The people in the room were of different shapes and colors, even Xie Qingfang had a faint wry smile on his lips, only Wei Shengzeng looked dazed, as if he still didn't understand why everyone went to enjoy the snow at this moment. At this time, there was another sound outside the door, and Wei Shengzeng hurriedly asked, "Who is outside?" "Teacher, it's the students who came to greet the teacher." Chen Qi's low voice came from outside. "It's Zitong, come in." Wei Shengzeng said happily. "Yes." Chen Qi responded, and walked in with a bow, raised his eyes to glance at everyone, suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he lowered his head. "Brother Chen came at the right time. Wang just asked where you were going half an hour ago. Now there is only brother who has not said anything. Please tell me now." Chen Qinuonuo was speechless. "Why, could it be that Brother Chen just saw the snow falling so well that he went out to the wilderness to enjoy the snow scene?" Chen Qi's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "No, I, I just walked around the back garden, that's all." "Oh?" Wang Yansi sneered, "Near the back garden, isn't that where Mrs. Wei met the Ghost Lingling? Brother Chen, has he ever seen something that shouldn't be seen?" Chen Qi's expression changed drastically, and he said in a panic, "No, I didn't see anything, no, I didn't see anything." "You really didn't see anything?" Wang Yansi stepped forward and asked forcefully. Chen Qi nodded desperately and said: "I really didn't see it, I didn't see anything." After speaking, he saluted Wei Shengzeng, turned and left in a hurry. Yun Jisang was about to chase after him, but Xie Qingfang said in surprise: "Is Chen Zitong also there? I didn't see him at the time, but..." "Just what?" Wang Yansi asked hurriedly.Yun Jisang also stopped. Xie Qingfang hesitated for a moment: "After the ghost left, I only met Steward Yang in the back garden. He woke me up and helped send Ming Huan to Nvxia Zhuo, but I didn't see Zitong." Wang Yansi yelled after hearing this: "Butler Yang, please come in, I have something to ask." There was no answer from outside the door. Just when Yun Jisang wanted to go out to call for someone, Yang Shizhen walked in through the door curtain, and stood aside respectfully with his hands tied. Wang Yansi turned his eyes between Xie Qingfang and Yang Shizhen, and asked, "Housekeeper Yang, Madam Wei just said that you woke her up in the back garden, is that true?" Yang Shizhen nodded and said: "Exactly, the villain was near the back garden at that time, but when the villain rushed there, the ghost Ling Ling had already left. The villain saw that Madam and Miss Cui were frightened, and did not dare to chase them out. Therefore, I have never seen that ghost winding bell." "I wonder what Butler Yang was doing in the back garden at that time?" Yun Jisang asked casually. "Master Yunyun, there are few people in the mansion, and the back garden has always been taken care of by the villain. Although there is nothing there, the villain will visit the garden every three to five days." "Then Steward Yang met other people at that time?" Wang Yansi asked again from the side. Yang Shizhen thought for a while and said: "When I came to the back garden, I only saw the dumb servant cleaning nearby, but no one else saw it." A sharp light flashed in Wang Yansi's eyes: "Mute servant? Hehe, it's a pity that he is a mute, and I'm afraid he won't be able to ask any more questions. Since that's the case, it's inconvenient for Wang to ask more questions. Everyone, since the ghosts have appeared, I'm afraid that Wei's mansion will not be peaceful again. Everyone needs to be careful tonight." After speaking, he looked up to the door. On the carved beam at the door, a small bell is riding the wind, swinging strangely and joyfully.