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After several fruitless searches, Hong Yu had to announce that Ji Qingyue was dead.

This accident hit not only Li Erlang, who had the closest relationship with Ji Qingyue, but also Li A Niang, who was filled with guilt.

Two days after the fire, the news reached the village and the whole village was in an uproar!

Didn’t he just return to the county a few days ago? How come he was burned to death?!

When the news came, Li A'niang was at her sister-in-law's house in the village, and the two sisters-in-law were quietly discussing the matter of Li Erlang and Ji Qingyue.

"Auntie, what did I say..."

"Oh, just find out for me right away. What kind of gifts should be prepared? Ask the village elders to choose an auspicious date..."

"Hey, why is it so noisy outside...!"

At this time, Li Changhua, the youngest of the triplets, rushed into the room, his face full of shock. Before he could catch his breath, he broke the terrible news: "It's being said in the county...Ji Langjun is dead..."

Li A'niang suddenly felt dizzy and fell forward.

“Auntie!!”

"Auntie!!"

Half a day had passed when Li A'niang woke up again. She was lying in her bedroom at home, with Li A'nai and Li Jinniang guarding her bedside.

When her eyes cleared up, she woke up immediately, jumped up from the kang and grabbed Grandma Li's hand: "Mother, the people who came back from the county said..."

Grandma Li and Li Jinniang had obviously cried, their eyes were red and swollen, and they choked up and said, "Dacai has already taken people to the county..."

Li A Niang knelt weakly on the kang, muttering to herself: So it's not nonsense...

Ji Qingyue could be considered a semi-celebrity in Shandan. When the news of his death was revealed, many people were shocked. When they learned that he was burned to death, they were even more shocked and frightened.

In broad daylight, how could someone be so bold as to set fire to an entire house in the street? !

After such a heinous case occurred, Hong Yu ordered martial law in the entire county and posted reward notices all over the city to capture a peddler selling lamp oil.

After two days of investigation and questioning dozens of witnesses, Hong Yu pieced together the whereabouts of the peddler that day. He immediately led his men to where the peddler lived - the Hu Ren Neighborhood.

The Hu Ren Neighborhood is located in the northern area of ​​Shandan. To the northwest is the Hu Shang Market, which covers an area of ​​more than 300 mu. There are thousands of shops in the market, gathering vendors and buyers from all over the world. Most of the people living in the Hu Ren Neighborhood in the north are Hu people, and Ismail's house is here.

Hong Yu brought the yamen runners to a small house in the neighborhood and ordered the yamen head to take people to break down the door.

The thin door panel couldn't withstand the impact and was kicked to pieces by the two men.

The bailiffs rushed into the yard and scattered to search. Within a moment, one of them came running to report, "Sir, the prisoner has hanged himself!"

Hong Yu was not surprised. He immediately ordered the accompanying coroner to examine the body while he himself checked the scene.

The man selling lamp oil was obviously a Hu man. His age, appearance and clothing were exactly the same as what the eyewitnesses had described. There were several oil tanks on the floor of the room, all filled with lamp oil.

The body has been taken down from the beam and the coroner is conducting an on-site examination.

The deceased was more than six feet tall, and the end of the rope he used to commit suicide was eight feet from the ground. There was an overturned stool under the body, and the height of the stool was just enough.

Hong Yu found a high stool and stood on it to check the beams himself.

There was a thick layer of dust on the beam, and apart from the marks caused by the friction of the rope hanging on the beam, there was nothing else unusual.

There were not many marks where the rope touched the beam, indicating that the deceased did not struggle before hanging himself.

"Sir." The coroner had roughly examined the condition of the deceased and could make some inferences: "This person has been dead for more than a day. There is only a mark of strangulation on his neck, the width of which is consistent with the rope on the beam. There are no external injuries or struggle marks on his body. His mouth is clean and there is no food residue. His clothes and shoes are neatly worn, and there is a key left in his pocket." As he said this, the coroner handed the key to Hong Yu with both hands.

Hong Yu took the key and planned to ask Li Erlang to determine whether it was the key to the side door of the backyard after returning.

Qu Ning, who was in charge of searching the room, did not find any suspicious items after looking around. It seemed that he could be sure that the man went home and hanged himself after setting the fire.

At this time, Le Fei, who was searching outside the room, came to report: "Sir, suspicious ashes were found in the furnace of the kitchen!"

Hong Yu immediately walked into the kitchen. There was powder from the burnt firewood under the furnace, but there was a pile of flaky black ashes left inside the furnace.

Paper was burned here.

Unfortunately, it was burned so thoroughly that nothing useful was left.

After returning to the county government office, the coroner conducted further examination of the body, but unfortunately did not obtain any more clues.

Yang Huang also came back from Li Erlang: "It can be confirmed that the key is the key to the side door of the Ji family's house. The one who set the fire was a Hu person, and the one who broke into the house was not a Hu person, but the Hu person has the key to the house. These two people must be connected."

Hong Yu also said: "This Hu man has neither joined the Chamber of Commerce nor is he a member of the caravan. He is just an ordinary traveling merchant."

It is most difficult to find clues from people who have no connection with any force.

After a moment of silence, Hong Yu asked again, "General, what does the young master mean by 'goddess'?"

Looking for clues from the arsonist has reached a dead end. The man who killed the Ma family's grandson is missing and may have already escaped from the mountain. We can only wait for news from Jiangnan.

In the clinic, their analyses were all untenable. Yang Jinyu mentioned "the goddess" in a daze. From Li Erlang's expression as if he had suddenly realized something and Yang Huang's thoughtful look, it could be seen that both of them knew what "the goddess" meant.

Yang Huang shook his head in amusement and said, "It was just a joke. Li Changxiang dreamed that I was assassinated and that there was a woman living in a stone tower in the salt lake. At that time, I joked that she was a goddess he imagined. Yu Lang was also there and for some reason he took this story very seriously."

A joke?

But Yang Huang was right. No one could survive on the salt lake. Without water or food, how could a weak woman endure such a lifeless environment?

Neither of them took the matter to heart and continued to discuss the next plan.

Li Erlang was still lying in the clinic. After hearing the news, Li Adie immediately took his three brothers to the county, and saw that the house had become a ruin.

Li Silang stood outside the house and cried breathlessly. His tears and snot froze solid as soon as they came out.

Li Sanlang's eyes also turned red: "Where's the second brother?"

After asking the surrounding residents, several people learned that Li Erlang rushed into the fire without hesitation to save people and was now lying in the clinic.

The four of them rushed to the clinic that the neighbors had mentioned, and indeed found Li Erlang, who was wrapped in bandages.

Li Silang's face was extremely dirty. Seeing his brother covered in wounds, he couldn't help crying again: "Second brother, is Brother Ji really dead?"

Li Erlang shook his head gently: "This is not the place to talk, let's talk when we get home."

Don't ask about Ji Qingyue, just ask about the case.

"I heard that someone set the fire. Has the county government made any progress?"

Li Erlang has been lying in the clinic these days and has no idea what is happening outside, but he knows that the case must be a dead end and there will be no result.

Seeing his brother was silent, Li Sanlang asked again: "Brother Ji's... funeral affairs... are we going to take care of?"

"No." Li Erlang gritted his teeth. The three words "after death" were too harsh and made him panic. After calming down, he turned around and asked his brother to go to Tai'an Building to find Qin the shopkeeper. There were still some things to be explained.

There are too many people in the clinic and it is indeed not suitable for discussing some things.

Father Li nodded, and told Li Changji to buy some warm clothes, while he went to get the donkey cart and take the people back home.

The ruins of the fire were guarded by yamen runners and could not be entered. Father Li originally wanted to deal with Ji Qingyue's funeral, but Li Erlang said that he would not do it, so they could only return to the village in a donkey cart.

They returned to the village late at night.

Li Erlang was carried into the house by Li Adie and Li Changji. Li Aniang, who was already full of guilt, saw her second son with wounds all over his body and a disfigured face. She could no longer support herself and collapsed to the ground: "It's all my fault..."

If she had agreed to Erlang and Ji Qingyue's relationship from the beginning, this accident wouldn't have happened.

After this incident, Li Erlang became even more silent. Faced with A Niang's grief, he did not immediately speak to comfort her as he usually did.

No one felt more pain than he did when losing Ji Qingyue.

After a long time, the dark night returned to silence.

Looking at A Niang, who had lost a lot of weight, with sunken cheeks and eyes that were swollen to the point of being unable to open, Li Erlang licked his cracked lips and said, "There are some things that Yue Lang and I didn't intend to say, but this incident made me realize that there are some things that cannot be left unsaid."

The silent family immediately looked at Li Erlang.

"About the arson... I can't say more..."

Just as Li A'niang was about to open her mouth to explode, she realized something as soon as her eyes widened. She immediately stopped and listened quietly to her second son continue talking.

"Due to some coincidence, Yue Lang saw the future in the painting. We tried to interfere in two key disasters and found that we could indeed turn danger into safety. This made us very happy and meant that the final outcome could be changed." Li Erlang selected what he could say in his mind and said calmly: "For me, joining the barracks is the only option. Now I am under the command of General Yang. If I earn a few more military merits, I can be officially appointed. It will be much easier to act with power in the future."

"In the next few years, I may not have time to return home. Sanlang is away studying and will not be home. Dad and brother, I will ask General Yang not to transfer you too far away. No matter what news you hear, don't worry."

"Mother, don't worry about us at home. It will be the same as it was in the past. It's just that the cotton mill will trouble you and sister-in-law to worry about it. Don't let Yuelang down."

Hearing this, Li A Niang couldn't help but wipe her eyes again: "We know, we will definitely not hold you back."

Li Silang asked in a muffled voice: "Second brother, what about me..."

"You?" Looking at his brother who had grown taller, his once chubby face looked more and more like his childhood. "Just listen to your mother and study hard. If you make a mistake and get beaten, your brother won't be able to come back to save you!"

After saying this, Li Erlang felt a little tired. He closed his eyes and thought about something quietly. The bedroom became quiet again.

After a long while, he finally opened his mouth and said, "Yue Lang is not dead, he is just trapped in the painting, waiting for me to find him."

After the fire, Shandan and the Li family fell into chaos, while Ji Qingyue in the painting was shrouded in silent silence.

The barrier on the bridge burned up little by little like a piece of paper that was set on fire. At the moment it burned out, the sounds outside the painting disappeared instantly, and the world in the painting was no longer filled with no noisy sounds.

Ji Qingyue felt like he was back to the time when he first entered the painting, lonely and helpless.

Suddenly, some creature in the stream stirred up a large splash of water, waking up Ji Qingyue who was standing on the bridge in a trance.

It turned out to be the big fish in the river. The sudden open world made them jump out of the water in excitement.

Ji Qingyue thought to himself: Damn it!

He immediately reached out to the barrier in front of him, but the barrier that was supposed to block the middle of the wooden bridge disappeared.

Ji Qingyue, who was on the bridge, stumbled unexpectedly and fell to the other side of the stream!

Fortunately, he reacted immediately and stood still instinctively.

By this time he had crossed the barrier and was standing on the other half of the wooden bridge.

The next moment, Ji Qingyue took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs and robe corners, jumped off the bridge, and used a fishing net to block the entire stream to prevent more fish, shrimps and crabs from escaping.

After he fixed the fishing net with stones, he came out of the stream, his feet red from the cold.

After doing all this, he finally realized that the barrier was gone and he could no longer get out.

The endless swamp is also filled with endless loneliness.

Why did I think the scenery was beautiful at first? Now I find it boring.

Ji Qingyue turned back to the thatched cottage, sat there to dry his feet, and thought about what to do next.

Looking at this simple thatched cottage, I recalled the various speculations I had discussed with Li Erlang.

Monk Bai Qingshan created one calligraphy and four paintings. Now one calligraphy and two paintings have been found, and the remaining two paintings are missing.

As an ink-like creature, he can travel into the world of paintings created by Bai Qingshan monk.

Where there is a barrier, there is an entrance and exit.

The barrier on the wooden bridge disappeared, but there was still a barrier in one place in the painting.

Ji Qingyue put on his shoes and socks again, walked out of the thatched cottage, turned around and looked at the tall mountains behind the pine forest.

After the ink lake on the top of the mountain disappeared, a barrier was erected to block the way to the back of the mountain.

There must be a door to the outside world there.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingyue could no longer suppress his excitement and immediately ran back home to prepare for climbing the mountain.

It was not yet noon. Ji Qingyue filled his backpack with dry food, put the thermos cup filled with hot water into the side pocket of the backpack, and put an extra water bag on his back. He also threw the tinderbox and candle into the bag on his chest...

After everything was ready, Ji Qingyue immediately walked towards the stone slope.

The rocky and earthen slopes formed by the landslide greatly reduced the difficulty of climbing. It originally took a day and a night to climb up this hundred-meter-high mountain from the foot of the mountain, but now it only takes most of the day to climb up along the steep rocky and earthen slopes.

After nightfall, a strong wind blew on the mountain. Ji Qingyue wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, and climbed up the mountain step by step in the dark against the howling mountain wind.

Just as he reached the top of the mountain, Ji Qingyue touched the familiar barrier as he wished. He felt a little relieved, but before he could stand up, his hand touching the barrier had no support. He lost his balance and fell into the abyss on the side of the ridge.

"what--"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Ji Qingyue panic, and he instinctively raised his hands to prevent his head from hitting the ground.

The next moment, with a "bang", he fell onto a flat surface.

It was pitch dark here too. Ji Qingyue stretched out his hand and felt around on the flat surface. What he felt was not the rock surface on the mountain, but a brick surface! !

Ji Qingyue was very excited!

This means that he really came out of the painting and into the outside world!

He immediately took out a tinder from the bag on his chest, opened the lid and blew air into it, and the tinder immediately caught fire.

The weak flame was not enough to illuminate the entire darkness, but it allowed Ji Qingyue to vaguely see the land beneath his feet.

Smooth blue brick floor.

He took out another candle, and the light from the burning candle illuminated a wider area.

Ji Qingyue was stunned when he saw clearly what was in front of him.

The pile of scrolls in front of him as high as a mountain turned out to be a mess of scrolls!

These paintings and calligraphy were all framed, but now they are thrown on the ground at random, without even the most basic storage measure of putting them in boxes. This shows how unloved these paintings are.

Where there is a floor, there is a ceiling.

Ji Qingyue raised his head and saw the ceiling above him.

But unlike the floor tiles, the high ceiling is not an ordinary man-made roof, but brown soil and large pieces of exposed rocks.

This space seems to be either inside the mountain or below the horizon?

Then, Ji Qingyue held the candle and slowly explored the surroundings.

The space here is very large. The floor is a rectangle that is narrow on the sides and wide in the front and back. The ceiling is an irregular arc, and the surrounding walls are actually stacked stone walls.

The reason why Ji Qingyue was able to determine the front, back, left and right was because he discovered the only entrance and exit of this space.

He slowly felt his way along the wall, determining the length of each one.

When we came to a shorter wall, we saw a huge rectangular stone embedded in the wall. When we got closer, we found that it was a stone door!

Suddenly, the candle in Ji Qingyue's hand began to shake gently.

Ji Qingyue stretched out his hand and pressed it against the gap between the stone wall and the stone door. He immediately felt a thin breeze rushing into the space from the gap, making the space fully filled with oxygen.

He tried tapping the stone door, and the heavy sound indicated that the stone door was unusually thick.

Where is this place?