Chapter 126

I fell asleep unconsciously.

The next morning, ran Yan wakes up from the temple's morning bell and chanting. As soon as it collapsed, Jinghui looked for it.

Last night ran Yan explained that he had to keep the illusory sky today, in order to wait for Jinghui to come.

Ran Yan still remembers the impression of seeing this nun for the first time a month ago. She was about thirty years old. She was thin and long, with a long neck and a thin melon seed face. Her facial features were very shallow against the background of a suit of clothes. She could not be ordinary any more.

This time, ran Yan looks at Jinghui carefully. She still looks like that, but her facial features are decent, not beautiful, but not bad. She has a gentle manner all over her body. The clothes are clean, and there is little dirt on the shoes.

Ran Yan lives Ge Lan to cook tea. She talks with Jinghui about many illusory things in this free time.

Ran Yan was surprised to find that this not amazing nun had a noble temperament. Especially when she looked at her, ran Yan obviously found that her eyes were not humble or arrogant, with a touch of dignity, which was rare in ancient times. Even in the Tang Dynasty when culture was developed, ordinary women could not have such temperament.

Jinghui, like ran Yan, is either a passer-by or an official before becoming a monk. Ran Yan thinks that the latter is the most likely.

"Fantasy seems to be very timid. Was he frightened when he was a child?" Ran Yan rubbed the tea bowl, but he didn't drink it. In the Tang Dynasty, he liked to put salt, orange peel, dogwood, etc. ran Yan couldn't get used to the messy taste.

Jinghui flicked her sleeve with one hand, picked up the tea bowl with the other hand, sipped the tea gently, put down the tea bowl and then replied, "when I found her, she was wandering on the street. I think she had suffered a lot of fright before."

"Well, maybe she was frightened by the scene in her mother's tomb two days ago. She and the green place in the evening are very good. Let them play together for a few days, maybe it can relieve her fear." Ran Yan looks into the courtyard, and Huan Kong is slanting his bare head. He is looking at the evening green, who is frowning and copying medical books. From time to time, he taunts him. The late green eye is about to run away.

In Jinghui's eyes, a trace of inexplicable look flashed quickly. At last, it overflowed with joy and indulgence. "It's good that this child seldom gets along with others. If she can make friends, I'm relieved."

After sitting for a while, Jinghui got up and said goodbye. She stood in the yard and explained a few words to the magic sky under the corridor.

Ran Yan carefully observes the communication between the two people. Huan Kong is extremely respectful to Jinghui, as if he is very respectful and afraid, but also wants to be careful to please.

Obviously, Jinghui, who seems to be gentle, is not gentle to treat the illusory space.

Not long after Jinghui left, ran Yan immediately went down the mountain to find Liu pinrang after she finished her breakfast. Yesterday's appalling corpse should provide many clues.

The fog has not yet dispersed in the mountains. Looking from the middle of the mountain, Yuncong temple is located in a red and yellow forest, and only a faint view of the flying corner of the house can be seen.

Walk to the forest, clogs step on the thick leaves, soft, some slippery, the trees are soaked by rain leaves Yingying shining, a gust of wind, the trees fall many water drops.

The evening green helps ran Yan with an umbrella.

There was a crash, and the water droplets ran down the plain umbrella.

The two men had just stood in front of the side door, and the guard's Yamen servant asked in a voice, "is the lady ran seventeen Niang?"

"Exactly." Ran Yan said.

As the Yamen opened the side door, he said, "according to the inspector, you will come this morning and let you go directly to master Huaiyin's meditation room."

Ran Yan Zheng for a moment, immediately said, "thank you."

"I dare not." The Yamen retired to one side and let ran Yan go in. There was a little monk waiting in the door. Hearing the Yamen servant's words, he sang a Buddha's name to ran Yan, "benefactor ran, please follow me."

"Thank you." Ran Yan secretly said in his heart that Xiao Song was too well prepared. How could he be sure that she would come?

Led by a little monk, he took a short cut from the temples and passed through a red maple forest. In front of the house, there was a ginkgo tree in front of the house. In front of the hall, there was a half person high water tank. The water from the eaves gurgled into it, making a clear sound and rippling on the water surface.

Around the wooden house stood a circle of soldiers, iron armor cold light, holding oil paper umbrella, there is a strange aesthetic feeling.

The little monk led ran Yan to the front of the wooden house, and bowed slightly, "benefactor ran, this is it. Before the end of the morning class, Liu Zhishi and Xiao zhenchashi have already come. Please go in alone."

Ran Yan turns back to explain that the night Green went with the little monk to wait elsewhere. Then he took off his shoes in front of the porch and wanted to raise his hand in front of the door. He listened to a magnetic voice inside and said, "come in."

Ran Yan's hand in the air, immediately opened the wooden door to go in, a stream of sandalwood mixed with a familiar light aroma came.

It's the fragrance of Hosta flowers

Inside the room, the situation is clear at a glance, a bamboo couch, a few, a low bookshelf, on which dangerous placed a few thick stacks of scriptures. And ran Yan smell, it is from the incense burner floating out.

Huaiyinfu is sitting on the futon a few years ago. Liu pinrang and Xiao Song sit separately. Yu Bohao sits at Liu pinrang's hand, and Liu Qingsong sits at the right rear of Xiao Song. Obviously, it's the sitting method that entertains the guests, rather than the interrogation that ran Yan imagined. The atmosphere is calm and there is no pleasure for the host and guest."Seventeen Niang, please sit down." Xiao Song looked at her one eye, light way.

Huaiyin hands together, ran Yan quietly line a Buddhist ceremony, in front of the bronze carved incense burner sandalwood ran, mist dense in his light and alienated appearance, like a Buddha.

Ran Yan sat down in Yu Bohao, Xiao Song said, "master, please continue."

Huaiyin nodded slightly. Qingyue's voice said, "the name of Wukong's mother is Yang Yu, the daughter of Yangdi. After the Sui Dynasty, I took her to escape from Daxing city (Chang'an). I was ten years old and she was nine years old. We went all the way to the southeast and lived in seclusion in Jiangning city. "

As he said this, he gently touched the censer in front of him with bamboo strips. The smoke became more and more thick, covering most of his face. Ran Yan clearly saw that he was slightly frowning, as if he had been smoked by smoke, and there was water light in the Phoenix eyes.

Ran Yan understood that Huaiyin was telling the story of that year, which may have caused the beginning of the case. Is this monk Huaiyin, who looks like heaven and man, the murderer?

"In the five years of Wude, we ran into Yang Ying, a Yu's cousin, in Jiangning. She was out of the world and made a living as a performer. Later, she redeemed herself and saved a lot of money. At that time, a Yu and I had a hard time. We were all relieved by her arrival. So three of us lived together. Yang Ying is six years older than ah Yu. She has been a 20-year-old woman. Her ability to make a living is beyond the reach of a Yu and I. therefore, she quickly became our pillar. And with her help, I help people compile books in the bookstore, and I have income. "

In addition to Yang Ying has become a 20-year-old girl, the story here, very satisfactory.

But if it goes on, it won't be like this.

Huaiyin holds the red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hands. The dark brown round beads reflect his white and slender hands, which are particularly beautiful.

"In the seven years of Wude, ah Yu has reached the age of 16. I have saved a lot of savings as a book editor and assistant teacher of state schools. My teacher has given me the opportunity to study in the Imperial College of calligraphy. I am full of joy and feel that it is the time to propose marriage to Ayu. We all have no father or mother. However, ah Yu has a cousin, and she has always taken good care of us. According to the etiquette and custom, I should propose to her sister. I first told him about it in private, and ah Yu agreed that we made an oath under the moon and cut our hair as an alliance, and we made a private engagement for life. "

Ran Yan's heart leaps, vows under the moon, cuts his hair for the Alliance

Xiao Song said, "you tie up your cut hair with ribbons, your hair is tied with blue satin, and Yang Yu's hair is made of red satin."

Huaiyin faintly took the surprise on the face, thin lips slightly pursed, which was the default of Xiao Song's words.

Ran Yan felt that the whole story of the murder was about to be completely exposed in front of them. At present, he paid more attention to Huaiyin's words.

"On the morning of the eighth day of June in the seventh year of Wude, when ah Yu combed my hair for me, he asked me why my hair was missing. I didn't know. Two days later, she forced me to ask why I had been engaged to her for life, but after I had been engaged with Yang Ying in private, she also cut my hair as an oath. At that time, I didn't want to explain it for a while, because I didn't do it, and I didn't know about it. I just thought that I had a clear conscience and was frank. "

Huaiyin remembers things clearly, and her indifferent face finally falls into the world, even though the expression is very subtle.

"Oh! Women still have to be noisy. " Liu Qingsong can't help but sigh. With his unlimited experience in reading human feelings, he foreshadows that the sad and heartbreaking part is about to begin, so he sighs ahead of time.

Huaiyin twists the Buddha's hand slightly, and then continues to move. "Ah Yu's questions have been fruitless for several times, and then he gradually alienated me. Therefore, I went to find Yang Ying and asked her what she had done. Yang Ying said that she adored me in her heart, so she asked ah Yu to work with her for a husband. Maybe ah Yu had a misunderstanding. I know what kind of disposition ah Yu is, and she will never accept such a request. "

"After a few days of stalemate, Yang Ying told me in private that since she could not get the result after she showed her own feelings, it would be troublesome to stay here, so she wanted to come to Suzhou to join her old friend and asked me to give her a ride. I thought that after she left, the relationship between me and ah Yu might be restored as before, so I agreed to her. But I was afraid that it would be unsafe to leave Ayu alone in Suzhou, so I decided to take her with me. Yang Ying said that she was sorry for ah Yu first, so she wanted to say goodbye to ah Yu in person, so I put aside my doubts about hair and answered her

Liu Qingsong patted his thigh and said angrily, "ah Yu must be heartbroken and asked you: Why did you decide to go to Suzhou with Yang Ying, but didn't tell her? is it? This Yang Ying is really resourceful

Huaiyin looked at him faintly, but he didn't feel that it was wrong to call a person "a Yu" who he had never met.

Liu Qingsong's words are not difficult to understand. Yang Ying just vaguely said to Yang Yu, "he and I are going to Suzhou. He can't rest assured of you, so he is going to take you with him. Would you like to go?

Yang Yu, who has always suspected that they have a personal relationship, will surely mistakenly think that they have been committed to love and decide to settle down in Suzhou. By the way, he will take her with him. He will feel betrayed in his heart.

"Ah Yu asked me if I was going to Suzhou with Yang Ying. I only answered yes and she rushed out of the door." Huaiyin's words also confirmed Liu Qingsong's conjecture, and Yang Ying interfered with them and provoked their feelings."And then? You're just breaking up? Where did the fantasy come from Liu Qingsong's words are clearly suspicious, and fantasy is the daughter of Huaiyin and Yang Yu. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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