"My lord, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Niang saw Cheng Muyou sitting on the stone steps, and hurriedly walked over, the sunlight shone down from above, and her face was hidden in the shadows, and she couldn't see clearly.
Cheng Muyou didn't know if it was a dream or reality for a while, closed his eyes and fixed his mind for a while before he raised his head again, "I saw a person." ” "People?
Who?
” He shook his head, still shocked, "I've never seen her, but she seems to be someone from Han's house." ” "In broad daylight, did the adults hit the ghosts?"
"Ghosts?"
Cheng Muyou stood up, "That's right, if she was from the Han Mansion, she would have been dead for many years."
He looked down at his palm, "But my sleeve was ripped off by me, and she showed a panicked expression, could the ghost be like this?"
” was entangled in a mess, Shi Fei's voice sounded again, "My lord, Miss Yan, there is a discovery here." ” These words woke him up, and he hurriedly got up and ran towards the front yard with Yan Niang.
Shi Fei stood in the patio, the things in his hands shining with golden light.
Cheng Muyou walked over, "This is gold foil?"
” "My lord, our two brothers searched around in this courtyard, but found that half of the paper money that had faded was buried in the soil, and I didn't want to dig for a while, but there were still a lot of them buried underground, probably buried here, and some of them have not faded."
Shi Fei said as he took the gold leaf to Cheng Muyou.
Cheng Muyou pinched it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, "It's not surprising, I flipped through the file yesterday, and it was recorded that the officials at that time found a large amount of gold leaf paper in the Han house, so it was even more confirmed that the paper horse killed people."
He slapped the dirt off the paper and said to himself, "Did you bring the visitor of the underworld?"
” was looking down and pondering, the paper money in her hand was suddenly taken by Yan Niang, she tilted her head, "It is said that Han Zhiyuan is very particular, every sacrifice has to use up a thousand taels of gold, when burning paper horses, the horse's tail is connected, can occupy a few acres of farmland, people from all over the country come to watch." ” Shi Jin laughed twice, "Miss Yan is exaggerating, even if it is a paper horse with a few acres of farmland, how can you use a thousand taels of gold, this gold leaf paper is only worth a few dollars, and each family had to tie a few when we were young." ” "Also, maybe he is the richest man, so people are spreading more and more evil."
Yan Niang said with a smile.
"A thousand taels of gold?"
Cheng Muyou muttered, "Girl, who are you listening to when you say this?"
” "What is spread in the streets, adults should not take it to heart."
As he spoke, a crack suddenly opened in the door, and a figure flashed outside the door, and then disappeared again.
"Who."
Shi Jin shouted, pushed the door and followed, and after a while, he walked in from outside the door with a monk, he looked to be about thirty years old, wearing a robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, fair skin, and a look that was not close to fireworks.
Seeing Cheng Muyou, he folded his hands and saluted, "Presumably this is Lord Cheng of Xin'an County." ” Cheng Muyou also saluted, "Hello master, I don't know what happened when the master came to this abandoned mansion?"
” "Amitabha, I am the presiding officer of Tianhong Temple in Lingyun Mountain, the Dharma name is Huiguang, since the accident in the Han house, I have to come here every year to spend the soul, I hope they will enter Bliss as soon as possible, and don't be trapped by resentment anymore, I didn't think about it, I saw the adults here just now, the monks don't ask about the world, and the little monk doesn't want to disturb the adults to handle the case, so I want to leave quietly, I don't want to, but I was stopped by this official."
After saying this, Shi Jin hurriedly let go of the hand that was holding the monk's sleeve, and also bowed to the gourd painting scoop, "Master, it's rude." ” "The monks are merciful, but nine years have passed since the Han Zhai bloodbath, why did the master come here to surpass the undead?"
Cheng Muyou asked softly.
Monk Huiguang looked behind Cheng Muyou, his eyes drifted over the bleak barren grass, "Although nine years have passed, but these dead people still can't sleep peacefully, the nearby villagers often see the lights in the Han house all night long, and there are people shaking around, the most strange thing is that one day, I occasionally pass by here, I saw the golden light flashing in the crack of the door, I stepped forward, and found that there were hundreds of paper horses in the courtyard, no one on horseback, but people were tied to the reins, the upper body was caught by the horse reins, and the lower body was dragged on the ground, which was extremely weird. ” There was a gust of wind in his face, and Shi Jin was scared and had goosebumps, "Master, what you said is true?"
” "The monks don't speak, so I come here from time to time to mourn, hoping that the souls will return to Bliss as soon as possible."
"If you want them to ascend to Bliss early, I'm afraid it's useless to rely on a few scriptures," Yan Niang flashed out from behind Cheng Muyou, her eyes fixed on Monk Huiguang, "If you don't catch the murderer, how can the undead rest in peace?"
Master, do you think I'm right?
” Monk Huiguang looked at her for a while, bowed his head and saluted, "Donor, where can I be a monk who can control the matter of arresting the suspect, this matter will depend on Xin'an Mansion," he raised his head, his eyes were calm like a wave of autumn waves, "If the paper horse kills people, even if he is as wise as Lord Cheng, I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything." ” Yan Niang didn't answer, she looked at him with crooked eyebrows and smiled, so Hui Guang saluted again, "Master Cheng, the little monk will come back another day, so I won't bother."
With that, he walked towards the door, his black robe dragging on the ground, and the hem of his clothes was stained with the dust accumulated over the years, but it did not affect his bearing and grace in the slightest.
"It's kind of interesting."
Yan Niang looked at the cold back, and a sneer appeared on her lips.
"Auntie, auntie, someone is visiting."
A little maid ran in in a panic to report.
Aunt Hua's hand shook, the water in the cup spilled, she put the cup on the table, got up and asked, "Is it Lord Qin?"
” "No, it's from Xin'an Mansion, and they said they came to investigate the paper horse."
Hope disappeared from her face, and she turned her head sideways, her tone gloomy, "Tell them I'm not there, let them come back another day." ” The little maid didn't dare to say anything, so she quietly retreated and closed the door.
Aunt Hua held her forehead: Why didn't Qin Yingbao call him, the matter had reached a critical juncture, but he ignored it.
She walked to the cabinet angrily, took a clean dress and came to the back of the screen, just untied the belt, but found that there was a puddle of water under her feet, and the water flowed in through the gap under the screen, slowly bypassing her feet and surrounding her whole person.
A trace of bad premonition suddenly squeezed into her heart, and Aunt Hua raised her head suddenly, and saw a person standing next to the chair she was sitting on just now, not big, thin and weak.
His figure was a little blurry through the screen, but she still recognized him at a glance.
In the eyes of the paper horse, in front of the door, it's all him.