[Xianwuqian] Ming Bo passes away

Where does the smell come from? "

"Taoist." Long Ming glanced at Ling Bo and asked, "I'm watching the Taoist look out of the door for the second time, but what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Ling Bo withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. It's just... a little strange."

Long Ming walked to the door, inspected it carefully, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's... there is indeed something abnormal."

Ling Bo looked at Long Ming quietly, waiting for his next words.

With Long Ming's temperament, he would not betray others.He knelt down, and knocked on the threshold with his fingers, "Because of the high threshold, it is not easy for others to detect the underground situation at the door from the outside, and the same is true inside the door. However, if you compare carefully, you can find that the ground in the hall ...It's much higher than outside the door."

Ling Bo was startled, this situation was inappropriate no matter in terms of construction or other aspects.

"What's more... the scars from the friction between the edge of the floor tiles and the threshold are a bit too new." Long Ming raised his head and said.His meaning is very clear, there are eight out of ten problems under the floor tiles.

Keenly aware that Li Xun's aura beside him was a little disturbed, Ling Bo had an almost definite guess in his mind.She closed her eyes trembling slightly, and said to Long Ming: "...So, Mr. Long...you might as well turn over a brick, maybe you can find something."

Long Ming's deep eyes suddenly met Li Xun, Li Xun took a step back in shock, and forced himself to calm down: "Young Master Long, what's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

Long Ming still kept the smile on his lips, nodded to Li Xun and said, "How about letting Mr. Li do it?"

Li Xun was silent for a while, and all kinds of flustered expressions subsided.He also smiled palely and walked to the door. "Young master and the Taoist chief may wish to speak out what you think. Thinking about it next time, the two of you should have guessed pretty well." Then he squatted down and picked up a brick.

"Ling Bo doesn't want to believe that Mr. Li would do such a thing." Ling Bo looked at Li Xun with complicated eyes, and slowly walked to Long Ming's side and squatted down.

"Ha, but the Taoist priest doesn't want it, and this has already happened." Li Xun laughed, put down the floor tile in his hand, took out a flat oil-paper bag, and slowly opened it, which contained corpse parts and various fillings. "Don't think about it anymore, almost all the same things are hidden in the underground of this temple."

Long Ming sighed, and said, "Young Master Li, why did you make such a big mistake?"

Li Xun stood up slowly, "Young master and Taoist priest probably don't know that...she, married to father, was just spying on his hard-earned family business. She even wanted to get rid of me to inherit the money. I knew it a long time ago." Her purpose is to hate her very much. She has a bad temper, so she often beats and scolds me. During the fight three days ago, I finally couldn't control my hatred and killed her."

Li Xun's tranquility throughout the narration is terrifying.Ling Bo couldn't help but look at him more, and continued: "...Later, Mr. Li was afraid of being discovered by others, so he hid Lingtang's body here, and he didn't pretend to be ignorant, looking for it on purpose...isn't it?"

Li Xun stood there without answering.

"The expression of that statue must be the expression of Lingtang when Mr. Li killed Lingtang. It is so lifelike, it must have left a deep impression on Mr. Li." Long Ming also stood up and looked at Li Xun with torch-like eyes.

Li Xun was still standing there, motionless.

"Mr. Li?" Ling Bo suddenly felt something was wrong, he made a sound of testing, got up and looked at Long Ming, and Long Ming stretched out his hand.

Only when Long Ming's hand touched Li Xun's shoulder, Li Xun fell backwards and fell heavily on the ground, a trace of blood slowly flowed from between his purple lips.

At some point, Li Xun committed suicide by swallowing poison.

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The room suddenly fell silent, except for the crackling of red candles and the breathing of two people with complicated moods.

Twelve, New Year's Eve Calm White Jade Smoke

The two dealt with Li Xun's body relatively silently, and then cleaned up the hall thoroughly without leaving a trace.Silently walked into Aizhou City, met the old man who was with Li Xun before, and lied that Li Xun went to a distant relative to find his mother.As for Li's house, the two are powerless and have no right to manage it.

Ling Bo's current mood is as mixed as that of the mist in Aizhou.Long Ming walked slowly beside him, he didn't know what to do in his heart, but his face gradually calmed down.

The two walked so slowly, Ling Bo calmed himself down, and finally cleared up his thoughts, but he still felt very sorry for Li Xun.Long Ming stopped in his tracks, looked at Ling Bo, and said, "At this time, the Daoist priest must be feeling emotional, wondering why Mr. Li should be like this."

Hearing that Ling Bo sighed, he also stopped, shook his head and said: "Mr. Long knows me."

"Ah."

There was another moment of silence, Long Ming looked at the crowd, suddenly smiled and said: "This is the end of the matter, the Taoist priest doesn't need to worry about it. During the festive festival, the Taoist priest will let go of the depression in his heart, and it's okay to relax."

Ling Bo was startled, followed Long Ming's gaze, only to realize that it was already past evening after all this matter had been dealt with.There are lights and festoons everywhere, I just fell into thinking and didn't realize it, but now I am distracted, the crowd is bustling, and the noise is endless.The sound of people's talking, children's laughter, hawkers' cries, or other sounds are intertwined and mixed, creating a festive atmosphere.

new year...

"That's good." Ling Bo smiled, "I've been deep in Shu Mountain all year round, and I haven't seen this grand scene for many years. Mr. Long is not from the Central Plains, so it's rare to see him?"

"The Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, but I'm really envious." Long Ming nodded and said, "I'm ashamed, Long has never seen a festival in the Central Plains. If you don't want to be a Taoist priest, you can hang out with me, okay?"

"Of course it's good." Ling Bo readily agreed as he looked at the children running with the lamp.

Long Ming also smiled, and when Ling Bo turned his head, he stepped forward.

The two walked through the crowd, stopping from time to time to look at the things on the left and right stalls.The stalls sell various forms, all of which are special local snacks and toys in Aizhou, or some common necessities for the New Year.Ling Bo occasionally introduces Long Ming, or Long Ming asks questions, but the two of them gradually let go of their previous affairs.

Judging from the characteristics of Aizhou and the accent of the people, this should be the southern part of the Yunnan-Guizhou area. In ancient times, it was already a land of barbarians.This kind of place is most likely to be influenced by big cities. It is a stage where crowds gather, and the performances are exactly the classic operas in the book.As for opera, Ling Bo and Long Ming are not very interested, they only stayed together for a while and then left.

It was the first time for Ling Bo to experience the New Year in the fog.Normally, the impression of fog is often not very good, but now that the white fog is gently pushed away, the warm yellow light is hazy, reflecting the profile of the people around him, Ling Bo suddenly feels so wishing that time will stand still.

Long Ming turned his head suddenly, causing Ling Bo to jump slightly.

Ling Bo took a step back and stopped, controlled his expression of not knowing why, and asked, "Mr. Long...but what's the matter?"

Long Ming smiled, glanced at a certain part of the crowd, and cupped his hands to Ling Bo: "Excuse me for being rude, can I ask the Taoist priest to go to the front bridge and wait for a while, I have something to deal with... I have to delay the Taoist priest for a while time."

Ling Bo smiled and shook his head when he heard this, "My lord, why would you delay talking, the two of us were just visiting the market. If you need help from Ling Bo, you can just speak up."

"Thank you, Daoist." Long Ming nodded, cupped his hands again, turned around and disappeared into the crowd, and suddenly disappeared.

...What Long Ming will do is unknown.Thinking of the look that Long Ming had just given to the crowd, Ling Bo couldn't help guessing.

Could it be that Mo Yi is also here... This thought was immediately denied by Ling Bo as soon as it came up.Regardless of how Mo Yi came here at this time, counting the time, Mo Yi, who is Xia Houtao, is not on the way to Zhejian Villa at this time, but he should already be preparing.

Not wanting to think about it any more, Ling Bo looked at the direction Long Ming was leaving, but he didn't know what to think, so he simply sighed and went to the side of the stone bridge.

Aizhou is really a magical place.It is clearly not the beginning of spring, but the summer lotus has already bloomed in the pond.Beside the stone bridge where Lingbo was, the river happened to gradually expand into a pool, so a stone pavilion was built on it.Seeing Xia Jing in early spring was quite an adventure.

At this time, most of the people in Aizhou are playing, and there is no one around the stone bridge except Lingbo.Ling Bo leaned against the side of the pavilion, silently alone until Long Ming came.

Long Ming approached, seeing Ling Bo leaning against the pavilion, he frowned after being taken aback, and asked: "Is the Taoist priest tired? But it's not the next time, why don't the Taoist priest find a place to rest here?"

Ling Bo opened his eyes and smiled indifferently, stood up straight and turned to Long Ming, "It's okay, it's just that my thoughts are a little messed up, so I just closed my eyes to straighten it out. Young master, have you finished your work?"

Long Mingfu just smiled and nodded, but he took out a lotus-colored lotus lantern from behind him and handed it to Ling Bo.

When Ling Bo saw it, he was instantly stunned.The last time she released lotus lanterns was when she and Ling Yin left Lingjia Village to visit the Lantern Festival in Jinzhou, and it has been decades since.What's more...the white lantern that was lit that time was also intended to pay homage to his mother, and perhaps, his former self.

Seeing this warm and colorful lotus lantern, Ling Bo couldn't react in time.

Ling Bo hesitated to take the lotus lantern. "My son just went to..."

"The Taoist priest is not as good as this, so he set up the lotus lamp, which is also matching the lotus flowers." Long Ming avoided answering, and only smiled and said to Ling Bo, "As I think, Taoist Ling Bo usually practices on the top of Shushan Mountain. It should be much less than the trip at the foot of the mountain. Just now I saw the people in Mizhou talking about the lotus lantern, so I thought that it happened to be bought for the Taoist priest. I hope the Taoist priest should not be rude-when the Taoist priest puts on the lantern, you can make a wish. good?"

Ling Bo could no longer be in a daze, he squatted down according to Long Ming's words, lit the lotus lantern, slowly put it into the water, and pushed aside the lotus leaves.

"... Ling