It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

This can't go on like this.

Several disciples were eagerly waiting for their master to make a decision.

Gong Yi Jue shrugged, indicating that he didn't want to care.

Lan Qingya sighed and had no choice but to take on this initial task.

She decided to take Qi Yanchen to visit the homes of the prominent people in the city first.

Hua Xiangrong acted coquettishly and cutely, and finally persuaded Lan Qingya to take her with her.

Both of them went, and Jin Shulin also took the initiative to say that he wanted to see the world.

There was only Yuan Xi left, so what could he do? He had to go even if he cried and shouted.

Therefore, Lan Qingya, who originally just wanted to explore the market, was forced to bring all her disciples along.

Only Gong Yi Jue was left to look after the house.

"Hey, don't say I don't teach you, learn how I do it!"

Lan Qingya, a skinny old man in his sixties, proudly walked into a teahouse surrounded by a group of handsome men.

This teahouse is doing good business, with customers coming in groups of three or four, and the seats are about 70% to 80% occupied.

There was a high platform on the first floor, where a storyteller with a goatee was telling gossips about the royal family of the current dynasty, and everyone was listening with great interest.

Lan Qingya took them to a large table and ordered some tea and snacks.

After a few months of getting along, Yuan Xi knew her temperament and was no longer afraid of her.

As soon as he sat down, he came close to Lan Qingya and said, "Master, did you bring us here to find a rich man?"

This boy is extremely cute and delicate.

Since he took the initiative to extend his face to her, Lan Qingya was not polite. She stretched out her hand and pinched it, saying, "You, when can you use your brain?"

Hua Xiangrong took a sip of tea and said, "Why would a rich person come to a place like this?"

Yuan Xi rolled his eyes at her, obviously not convinced by her words, and turned to look at Lan Qingya.

"As the saying goes, knowing both yourself and the enemy will lead to victory in every battle. Information about those powerful people in the city is more likely to become the topic of conversation. Let's sit here, release our spiritual sense and listen. I guarantee that you will find clues within half an hour."

Yuan Xi held his chin with both hands and flattered him with a smile: "Master uncle is really smart. I can learn a lot from him every day!"

Lan Qingya didn't buy it at first, but she was lustful.

So, she became very fond of this.

She pinched his face again and said, "You are so sweet."

Qi Yanchen, who had been silent the whole time, stared at Yuan Xi with a gloomy expression.

You little bastard, showing off your beauty.

Hua Xiangrong's expression wasn't much better either.

Who told you to curry favor with your uncle so blatantly?

Yuan Xi felt their unfriendly gazes, so he put down his arms awkwardly and restrained himself.

Jin Shulin poured a cup of tea for Lan Qingya and turned to look at the storyteller.

Mortals cannot feel spiritual consciousness. When several people projected their spiritual consciousness, every word spoken by everyone present fell clearly into their ears.

Sure enough, Lan Qingya soon found what she wanted.

"Hey, you know, something happened in the city these days!"

"What happened?"

"The tofu beauty who sold tofu in the west of the city seduced the old man next door who was 68 years old. The old man died in the tofu shop."

"Oh, really?"

"Of course she did. Tofu Xishi's screams echoed through half the street. Many neighbors saw it with their own eyes! She was only wearing an undershirt at the time."

"How did the old man die?"

"It seems he fell into the brine and drowned."

"This is too bizarre. Who would fall in there and drown for no reason?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"What does that have to do with Tofu Xishi?"

"Nonsense, she lives there alone, it has nothing to do with her, who would believe that?"

"Maybe the two of them were doing that, and then the old man somehow fell into the water and died."

"Bullshit, there's no logic in what you said. How could they do that on the street? They must have done it in the house, and the old man came out after the incident and drowned him."

"Why else would you say this widow is a man? Fortunately, no one wants her! Whoever gets involved with her will be in trouble!"

"I would like to have her, she is so beautiful, hehe..."

"You want a fart! You want to die."

"I heard that the county magistrate was very worried. No matter how much he tortured her, she refused to admit to adultery and murder."

"Then she's done. It's only a matter of time before she gets tortured and her mouth gets cracked."

"Wouldn't that be a confession under torture?"

"I heard that Mr. Lu is going to be her lawyer. Maybe he can save her..."

"Come on, even gods can't save you."

...

Lan Qingya relayed what she heard to the others, then she stood up and walked out.

"Uncle Master, where are you going?"

"Tofu shop."

On the street near the tofu shop in the west of the city, people were talking about this matter.

Lan Qingya and others walked along and listened to their conversation.

Some say Tofu Xishi is good, while others say she is not.

"What do you think, is this girl good or bad?" Lan Qingya asked.

Several people exchanged glances but did not express their opinions.

They soon found the tofu shop.

The items in the shop remained the same as when the body was found.

Lawyer Lu Shusheng and the county magistrate had both come to collect the evidence, so it was not sealed.

The brine in the jar had turned sour and smelly. Lan Qingya frowned and walked forward to take a closer look.

She asked the neighbors who were present at the time, and the neighbors said that Tofu Xishi screamed right at the entrance of the workshop.

"She didn't come in, but when she walked in, she saw the drowned person."

Lan Qingya imagined the girl's position and came to a conclusion.

She put her hand into the stinking brine, and Yuan Xi's expression behind her was distorted.

The uncle-master was so fierce that he almost vomited just by smelling it.

The spiritual energy flowed, and she pulled out a red thread from it.

It's demonic energy.

"This man has been bewildered by evil spirits. He came here to do something shameful with Tofu Xishi. This is his deepest desire, so he came here."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the window, where there was a faint shoe print.

"However, half asleep and half awake, he jumped out of the window and plunged directly into the brine."

"But why didn't he struggle?" Jin Shulin asked.

"Yes, why didn't he struggle?"

Qi Yanchen thought: "Maybe he was drunk at that time."

"His wife did say at the time that he drank a lot of alcohol," said a neighbor who was watching the fun.

"Maybe someone was holding his head down and preventing him from getting up." Yuan Xi couldn't help but interrupt.

Lan Qingya shook her head. If someone didn't let him out, he would struggle instinctively, and there would probably be a lot of water stains around him.

Even if the water stains have dried, there should be residual traces on the hard mud because of the brine.

But at this moment there is nothing.

This means that he was controlled by evil spirits while drunk, jumped into the house, lost his balance, and plunged into the brine and drowned.

Evidence, Lan Qingya muttered to herself.

The evidence is Tofu Xishi's condition at that time.

She was taken away on the spot and had no time to take a shower.

If there were no signs of sexual intercourse on her body and no water stains in the house, it would prove her innocence.

If this old man had been in the room, there would have been water stains on the floor.

And his pants. Whether he died as soon as he came in, or died after finishing his job and leaving, can be known by looking at his pants and the residue on them.

She turned to look at Qi Yanchen: "If you tell these clues to Lu Shusheng, you may be able to save her life."

Qi Yanchen took the order and left.

Lan Qingya used a cleansing spell to clean herself.

"What should we do next?" Hua Xiangrong asked.

"It's going to be a play."

Everyone:? ? ?

As the sun sets, the county magistrate is overwhelmed by the recent murders.

The wife at home insisted on eating Xiankelai's braised pork, so he had to patiently buy it when he came back from the yamen.

The servant went to line up, and he sat in the carriage rubbing his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a voice was heard outside the carriage, so close that it seemed to be right next to him.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Jin Shulin's slightly stiff voice sounded.

He was also helpless. Although he was a socially anxious person, the remaining two, one was too beautiful and might distract attention, and the other was too young and might make people think she was a fraud.

These are Uncle Lan’s original words.

So he became the supporting actor.