After hearing her true feelings, the vicious female partner was stunned

Ji Ming opened the room, saw Lin Shuangmu, and said, "Does Miss Lin have anything to do with the poor monk?"

"Didn't you pick up a woman yesterday?" Lin Shuangmu told everything about the woman he met today.

Ji Ming listened carefully and carefully.

After hearing this, he nodded: "Next time, Miss Lin, don't hesitate, just come to the poor monk directly. The poor monk won't care."

"Hey, that's great." Lin Shuangmu smiled.

The two people walked outside together.

"Monk, what should we do later?" Lin Shuangmu thought about it and decided to ask the monk for his opinion. "Why don't we pretend to be that sister's mother-in-law and then track down the murderer?"

Ji Ming held a sandalwood Buddha bead in his hand: "I'll go over and check it out first, poor monk."

"Yeah." Lin Shuangmu nodded.

The two men arrived at several houses.

"Little Master, Miss Lin, you are here." The woman happily welcomed them in, "It's just in time, it's time to eat, let's have a meal together."

"Who's here?" An old and slightly mean voice came from inside.

The woman hurriedly said: "Mom, I invited the young master to come over for dinner."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the monk and Lin Shuangmu: "Little master and Miss Lin, come in."

"Thank you." Ji Ming quickly accepted.

Lin Shuangmu stopped worrying and followed in together.

"Wait a moment, monk, and see what's different about that old lady." Lin Shuangmu whispered next to Ji Ming.

Ji Ming nodded, his expression casual.

Next to the dining table, there is a simple wooden table and stools that look like they are in disrepair.

There are several plates of simple meals on the table.

"It's a bit shabby, but don't dislike it, young master and Miss Lin." The woman wiped the water stains on her hands with some restraint.

On the other side, an old man with white hair was eating his meal expressionlessly.

Lin Shuangmu looked at the old man, and suddenly the old man looked at her with a pair of cloudy and mean eyes, which almost startled Lin Shuangmu.

"Hi?" Lin Shuangmu raised his hand awkwardly and said hello.

The old woman just nodded expressionlessly.

Ji Ming seemed not to come to see what was wrong with the old man, but as a real guest.

"Is there any wine at the donor's house?" Ji Ming asked with a smile.

The woman was stunned and nodded: "Yes, little rice wine master, do you want to drink it?"

Ji Ming nodded: "Drink."

So the woman went over to bring some wine to Ji Ming.

Lin Shuangmu:......

Speaking of which, the monk asked for wine in such a natural manner, it looked like he was begging for wine.

"Little Master, there is no haunting here." The old woman suddenly said, "Little Master, please stop minding our family's business."

Ji Ming looked at the old woman with a calm expression: "The poor monk just came here to eat."

The old woman was too lazy to say anything.

The woman also came back with rice wine.

During the meal, except for Ji Ming who ate it deliciously, everyone else felt average.

After the old woman finished eating, she went back to her room to rest.

After Lin Shuangmu saw the old woman leaving, he pulled Ji Ming and asked, "Monk, what did you see? Is that old woman haunted by any evil spirits?"

The woman also looked at the monk nervously.

Ji Ming rubbed his full belly, and then said slowly: "I didn't see any ghosts lingering around me."

"What's going on?" Lin Shuangmu asked in surprise.

"You'll probably know after Miss Lin and the poor monk squat down tonight." Ji Ming touched his chin.

Lin Shuangmu nodded: "I also think this method is feasible."

The woman also nodded: "Young master and Miss Lin, please give me your instructions if you need anything."

"Okay, okay." Lin Shuangmu responded.

Night fell quickly.

The two people pretended to leave, then turned back and hid in the crooked-neck tree.

Ji Ming was sitting on the crooked neck tree, with one leg crossed and a wine bottle leisurely held in one hand while drinking.

Lin Shuangmu stood nearby and looked at the old woman's door seriously.

Time slowly went into the night.

Lin Shuangmu was getting tired. She didn't know how many times she had watched the monk drink.

Is she really afraid that this guy won't get drunk later?

Lin Shuangmu was so suspicious that he asked: "Hey, monk, are you still awake?"

"Miss Lin, don't worry." Ji Ming smiled, "Monk, I can drink well."

Lin Shuangmu saw that there was indeed no drunkenness in Ji Ming's eyes, and was slightly surprised: "Monk, do you have such a good drinking capacity?"

"Yes." Ji Ming wiped the wine stains from the corners of his lips.

"Hey, something is coming!" Lin Shuangmu suddenly saw a figure leaping into the old woman's house.

She said and flew over.

Ji Ming also put down the wine bottle and flew over.

Just as Lin Shuangmu was about to go in through the window, someone held his shoulder.

Ji Ming took her and hid beside the wall.

If he guessed correctly, this might be the flower-picking thief that Donor Jiang said broke into the room of a seventy-year-old man at night.

"What for?" Lin Shuangmu mouthed to Ji Ming.

The monk made a shushing gesture.

There was indeed a sound coming from inside the house.

"You're here!" The old woman's voice was obviously more delicate.

But the sudden shy voice of an old man was really weird to Lin Shuangmu's ears.

Lin Shuangmu's whole body was numb. It couldn't be what she imagined, right?

Soon, strange noises came from the room.

Lin Shuangmu's whole face turned red, and she turned her head to look at the monk.

The monk looked clear and clear, and his face really had such an expression.

"How can you, a monk, be calmer than me?" Lin Shuangmu twitched the corner of his mouth and spoke in a very low voice.

Ji Ming just smiled and said slowly: "Miss Lin, we can go in and arrest people."

"What to catch?" Lin Shuangmu didn't understand for a while.

"Flower picker." Ji Ming said these three words and rushed in.

Lin Shuangmu:? ? ! !

Monk, do you know what you are talking about? Flower pickers, old flower pickers?

Although she was thinking this, the next second Ji Ming took action, she also rushed in directly.

The moment Lin Shuangmu followed the monk in, he saw a monster with a human body and a huge lizard head grabbing the old woman's neck, with the lizard's tongue flying around randomly.

A stream of white smoke continuously entered the lizard head's mouth from the old woman's mouth.

The old woman had an abnormal blush on her face.

Lin Shuangmu was shocked by this scene. Wasn't that what she thought?

What is this monster doing?

Ji Ming grabbed the sandalwood beads from his neck and threw them over, immediately surrounding the lizard's neck.

The lizard-headed monster was frightened, and its neck was strangled painfully by the beads, so it quickly transformed into a huge lizard and ran out.

"Chase!" Ji Ming flew out with a calm expression.

Lin Shuangmu lamented that he still had too little knowledge and chased after him.