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In the early morning of the next day, the mist lingered and enveloped the entire mountain. From a distance, it really looked like a fairy dwelling.

Bei Yi is really reluctant to leave this place where he has lived for three years. Now all he can think about is to quickly solve the murder case in Taihang Water Town, and then come back as soon as possible to restore his original normal life.

"Let's go down the mountain." Bei Yi turned around, with the rays of light shining behind him, like an immortal descending from the Nine Heavens.

Yan Huaichao was stunned for a moment, until Bei Yi walked up to him and took the packed things from him, then he came back to his senses.

Walking through the forest, the breeze is gentle, the bamboo leaves are rustling, crossing the stream, the clear water flows between the stones, causing little ripples, passing the mountain road, the rugged road, and the strangely shaped rocks.

This complete mountain forest was formed in Yan Huaichao's mind, and he thought that he would return here one day, maybe with Bei Yi, or maybe alone.

Before he knew it, he had come to the market at the foot of the mountain. Hearing the cries of the hawkers, Bei Yi felt as if he had not gone down the mountain for three years. This was the first time he had experienced this.

In order to make himself less out of touch with the world, and to obtain ingredients that are not available on the mountain, Bei Yi made a rule while interacting with scholars.

Dispelling doubts and discussing Taoism or treating diseases requires news and things of equal value in exchange.

An Ran was walking on this street, and a person walked straight up, as if he didn't see the person in front of him, bumped into him, Bei Yi wanted to dodge with light work, but considering Yan Huaichao behind him, he suffered from this He staggered and nearly fell, but a hand stretched out from behind supported him steadily.

The two were so close that they would wipe their faces when they turned around, "Thank you." Bei Yi turned sideways slightly, said softly, and then left his embrace.

The warm breath sprinkled on Yan Huaichao's ears, causing him to raise some charming thoughts, but the next moment he was firmly pressed in the bottom of his heart, he looked away, and focused on the culprit who caused all this.

"You..." Yan Huaichao's pupils dilated slightly, and after taking such a careful look at him, he realized that the person in front of him could only be described as a wretched mess, and he completely lost the arrogance of being a scholar yesterday.

Xiucai also obviously recognized the other party, turned around and wanted to run, but at some point the burden on his body fell into Bei Yi's hands, which contained all his remaining belongings, and now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Bei Yi carried the bundle and looked at Yan Huaichao, "You know him?" Yan Huaichao raised an eyebrow, "He was my guide yesterday, don't you know him?"

Bei Yi searched in his mind, raised his index finger and waved it twice in the air, "I remembered, this person has been here a few times, but I don't agree with some of his views, and I haven't had much contact with him."

When Xiucai heard Bei Yi's evaluation of him, his face turned blue and red, but at this time he didn't dare to refute, he just asked in a low voice: "How can you return the burden to me? I don't think I have offended two people. bit."

Bei Yi shook the bag in his hand, it was a bit heavy, and he seemed to be packing a lot of trouble, "Going in such a hurry, and in such a mess..." His eyes signaled Yan Huaichao to ask, and Yan Huaichao took it naturally Huatou, "What happened to you?"

After weighing the pros and cons, the scholar slowly explained the matter, "After I went down the mountain yesterday, I went straight home. At about dusk, a monk came..."

The afterglow of the setting sun, wrapped in the little warmth left in the early autumn, sprinkled on the passers-by. One of them was quite conspicuous for no other reason than that he was a monk.

In his eyes, it was a brick house that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. It even lost a layer of paint because of its age. , Waiting quietly with the mentality of watching a good show.

The monk was unmoved by this. What he looked at was not the house, but the black air emanating from the house. After a long time, he knocked on the wooden door of the house.

It was a young man who opened the door. Seeing that the other person was a monk, he turned around and was about to close the door. The monk held the door with his hand, and the scholar was very angry and said loudly: "We don't provide alms here."

The monk still looked calm, "Benefactor, this little monk is not here for alms, but to give him a piece of advice." He glanced inside, "It's best for the benefactor not to go home tonight. This is what the little monk said. How can I make a decision? Believe that the benefactor has a destiny in his heart." After speaking, the monk really stopped entanglement and left, leaving only the scholar in disorder at the door of the house, and the people around him left one after another seeing that there was no good show to watch.

"After listening to the monk's words, I was restless, and I remembered what happened to the rich young master today..." I secretly glanced at Yan Huaichao, saw that he was not angry, and continued: "I was even more depressed, so I went to I went to the tavern to drink, and ended up getting drunk, so I stayed in the guest room there for one night, and thus escaped the catastrophe. When I returned home this morning, the house was already in a mess, as if a robber had broken into the empty door."

Bei Yi threw the burden to the scholar, and asked at the same time: "Is it true that the house was ransacked?"

Asked by Bei Yi, Xiucai also felt the unusualness of this matter. If ordinary robbers robbed a house, how could they leave some money behind and only took a few utensils in a disguised manner, as if the main purpose was to destroy the house? Like, unless, they were coming after him.

Having figured this out, Xiucai's face turned pale, and he was about to move forward with his burden on his back. This time, he was destined to fail to get what he wanted.

Bei Yi stood in front of the scholar, making the scholar nowhere to go, Yan Huaichao took a step forward helplessly, put his hand on Bei Yi's shoulder, "Ah Yi, don't tease him, look how scared he is." Pulling out his fan, The scholar patted the head, "Don't be dazed, lead the way."

Bei Yichao Yan Huaichao smiled, "How does Huaichao know what I think?"

"Probably intuition." Yan Huaichao said vaguely, if you really want to ask him how he knew it, it is actually the eyes, the change of expression in it, this window to the soul clearly told him.

Bei Yi was not obsessed with his answer, the two quietly followed Xiucai, walking slowly.

After a while, the scholar pointed to a brick building in the distance, and shouted: "That's it." Lowering his voice, "I won't go in with you."

The two looked at each other, Bei Yi smiled, and walked up to the scholar, "If you want to go, just go, you don't need to inform us, it's as if you don't want us."

The scholar cursed in his heart: "Who can't bear it, you were the one who stopped me from leaving the first two times."

"The last question, after answering, you can go." Yan Huaichao said suddenly.

The scholar agreed with all his heart, and he almost said, "Master, you ask."

Bei Yi watched from the side without saying a word, as if he had entrusted the whole matter to Yan Huaichao.

"Leave here, where are you going?" Yan Huaichao suddenly said in a deep voice.

"I have rich relatives in the capital. I want to join them and try my luck. No matter how bad it is, I can start a small business there with some capital." Xiucai didn't dare to fool her, and said her plan calmly. .

"Well, you can go." Bei Yi said lightly, before the words fell, the scholar rushed a few meters away, it seemed that he had really thought about it for a long time.

Nothing can be seen from a distance, but when one looks closer, one finds that the door has already been vandalized, and now it is vacantly covered, and it will collapse if pushed.

Bei Yi looked at Yan Huaichao with an innocent face, spread his hands, Yan Huaichao turned his face away, covered his mouth to cover up a few coughs, and stepped into the room.

Bei Yi followed closely behind. The room was not big, and the front hall was connected to the bedroom and the fire room. "We split up. I'll go to the fire room, you go to the bedroom, and finally check the front hall." Yan Huaichao took the lead in suggesting.

"Okay." Bei Yi was agile, walked around the mess on the ground, opened the curtain, and entered the bedroom.

The bedroom and the study are integrated, but most of the poor students are like this. The books on the desk were swept to the ground without mercy, there were irregular knife marks on the desk, and the oil was knocked over to the ground, soaking the books.

Bei Yi picked up a booklet and flipped through it. There was nothing special about it. It only recorded some daily trivial matters. The owner had his own name on the inside page. Seeing this surname, Bei Yi curled his lips. The surname is Zhao.

There were also knife marks on the wooden bed, and the most obvious one was the quilt, which had a big cut. It can be seen that they really wanted the scholar's life.

The window in the fire room was open, maybe it was for ventilation, maybe it was, Yan Huaichao took a closer look and found some footprints left on the window, messy, the only thing for sure was that it was definitely not done by one person.

Yan Huai took a few steps toward him, and there seemed to be a foreign object under his feet. He moved it away and saw that it was a piece of broken porcelain from a bowl and spoon. He picked it up and looked carefully, and found that it was stained with blood, maybe it was accidentally cut on his hand when destroying it. .

Not far away was a round jade bead with a shiny luster, Yan Huaichao picked it up and put it away carefully, it might be something from those people.

The two of them returned to the front hall together, without missing a second, without any conversation, they checked both sides of the front hall tacitly.

As a matter of course, no clues were found, but the two were still a little disappointed.

On the way, the two exchanged clues, and there were some thoughts in their minds, but the most critical part was still missing.

After a while of silence, Yan Huaichao suddenly asked: "Why did Ah Yi suddenly want to take care of this matter? I thought Ah Yi just wanted to go to Taihangshui Town to solve the murder as soon as possible, and then come back and continue to live his peaceful life."

Bei Yi slowed down his pace, "Well, maybe it's not accurate for me to say that, but before I answer, I want to ask you a question."

"Huai Chao, do you believe in cause and effect?" Yan Huaichao stopped, thinking of the influence he had on the scholar, and the monk's warning to the scholar, which saved the scholar, he said: "I believe it."

Bei Yi turned around, turned against the light, and smiled at Yan Huaichao, "Do you still remember that the abbot of Huguo Temple once said that I have a good relationship with Buddhism? Now that the cause is planted, it depends on its fruiting." What a result."

Bei Yi stopped talking and stretched out his hand, "Will Huai Chao accompany me to see it?"

Yan Huaichao shook Bei Yi's hand, "I have always stood by your side and have never changed my position." Although he didn't say it clearly, the answer was so obvious.