The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Chu Yunxi hurriedly helped her up, "Aunt Xiangming, there's no need to be so polite. Thank you so much, Aunt Xiangming."

"We are the ones who should thank you, young lady." Xiang Ming was extremely polite. It can be seen that Madam Wan must be very strict with her servants on weekdays.

Madam Wan said, "Xiang Ming, whatever Miss Chu needs or asks, you must cooperate seriously. If there is anything you can't solve, tell me and I will solve it."

"Yes, ma'am."

Xiang Ming responded respectfully, and Chu Yunxi urged Madam Wan to go back and rest, and only then did Madam Wan leave.

Chu Yunxi took Xiangming to the ancestral hall again and asked casually, "Aunt Xiangming, you have served the old lady for many years, right?"

Xiang Ming followed her one step behind her and lowered her head to answer, "I have been following the old lady since I was twelve years old. It has been more than twenty years now."

"More than 20 years is indeed a long time. Has Aunt Xiangming ever thought about getting married?"

Xiang Ming still lowered her head, "I never thought about it. The old lady treated Xiang Ming with great kindness. Xiang Ming had already sworn to serve the old lady for the rest of her life and would never marry."

Never marry? Chu Yunxi secretly sighed, why did so many people in ancient times think like this? Willing to spend their whole lives in one place and one person, without a self, never living for themselves.

But this is someone else's choice, and she has no right to comment on it.

So he changed the subject, "Aunt Xiangming, are you familiar with the boy who was victimized tonight?"

Xiang Ming nodded, "It's OK. The old lady tests the martial arts of the disciples every day. I follow the old lady and can see him every day."

"Then aunt, tell me about his situation."

Xiang Ming then said, "The young man's name is Li Zhihao. He was just accepted as a disciple three months ago. He is from Lijia Village in Southern Xinjiang."

Chu Yunxi's heart skipped a beat. Lijia Village?

"Yunxi, help me go to Lijia Village in Southern Xinjiang and find a person named Zhuoma. Tell him that the time has come!"

Chu Yunxi’s words in the dream rang in my ears again. Now Lijia Village really appeared. Is it a coincidence?

"Girl, girl?"

Seeing that Chu Yunxi didn't respond, Wen Rulan nudged her with her elbow, "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing. I was distracted when I heard about Lijia Village. Brother, have you forgotten that I am also going to visit my relatives in Lijia Village this time?"

Wen Rulan had never heard Chu Yunxi mention Lijia Village before. When she suddenly heard that she was going to Lijia Village to visit relatives, she was a little confused. However, they had been working together for a long time, so they had some tacit understanding.

Wen Rulan then said, "Oh!" and said, "Yes, now that you mentioned it, I remembered that your aunt married into Lijia Village, right?"

"Yes."

The two of them sang in unison, but Chu Yunxi saw that Xiang Ming was a little confused, so she asked, "What's wrong, Aunt Xiang Ming?"

Xiang Ming hesitated for a while before saying, "People from Southern Xinjiang rarely intermarry with people from other ethnic groups. Is your aunt from Southern Xinjiang?"

Uh, I haven't thought about this. Chu Yunxi paused for a moment before saying, "Yes, my mother is also from Southern Xinjiang. So, I also have half Southern Xinjiang bloodline."

"So that's it." Xiang Ming didn't think too much about it. Chu Yunxi also breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Rulan covered her face secretly. The junior sister's acting skills were getting better and better. She could talk nonsense without thinking.

"Aunt, please continue. Li Zhihao is from Lijia Village. Then what?"

Xiang Ming said: "After Li Zhihao came to the Wanjian Sect, the old lady handed him over to the sect's eldest senior brother Tong Zesheng to lead. Tong Zesheng is the sect master's eldest disciple, and many new disciples in the sect are led by him. He is very responsible and takes good care of these newcomers. He teaches very carefully. It is also because Li Zhihao is smart. In just three months, he has learned five of the Thirteen Jade Wave Swords."

"Is the Thirteen Swords of Green Waves difficult to practice?"

"That's right. Each sword is harder to practice than the last. For a disciple with average aptitude, it usually takes ten months to a year to practice the fifth sword."

"In that case, Li Zhihao can be considered a martial arts genius." Chu Yunxi felt a little sorry for Li Zhihao. Such a smart young man died before he could even start to shine. It was really a pity.

Xiang Ming sighed, "Who said it wasn't true? The old lady was very sad when she heard that Zhihao was killed. We had high hopes for this child."

Although the Wanjian Sect has many disciples, it is rare to find a talented one in a century. Anyone who meets one will want to train him well.

Chu Yunxi was also helpless. While they were talking, the three of them had already walked to the ancestral hall again. Ropes had been pulled up outside the hall to block it, and two disciples were guarding it, not letting anyone in. When the two disciples saw Xiang Ming, they knew that she was someone close to the old lady, so they let them in.

Chu Yunxi had been here once just now, and this time she mainly wanted Wen Rulan to come and take a look. He was upstairs at the time, so there were some blind spots blocked. Now that he came in, he could have a clear view.

There are not many tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall, only three. After all, the Wanjian Sect was founded by Wan Luochen, and it has not been too long ago. Wan Luochen is still alive, so it is normal that there are not many tablets in this ancestral hall.

Chu Yunxi looked at them one by one. The one in the middle was written with "The spirit tablet of my late father Wan Songbo", and the two next to it, one was written with "The spirit tablet of Elder Li Mingjie", and the other was written with "The spirit tablet of Elder Zhuo Hanbin".

Another one with the surname Li!

Chu Yunxi pretended not to care and said, "Aunt Xiangming, are there many people from your faction in Lijia Village?"

Xiang Ming stood beside the altar and replied, "Not many, maybe four or five. Because this place is in Southern Xinjiang, most of the disciples are from Southern Xinjiang. There are people from all over Southern Xinjiang."

Chu Yunxi nodded, buried her doubts in her heart, and looked at the body on the ground again. Because this place had been blocked after the crime, and only Chu Yunxi had just come here with Madam Wan, so at this moment the place still remained the same as when Chu Yunxi left, with the young man Li Zhihao lying in a pool of blood.

There was a sword stuck in his chest. The murderer did not take the murder weapon away after committing the crime, but chose to leave the sword on the body. Chu Yunxi looked around, and together with Wen Rulan, cleared a table and lifted the body up.

Wen Rulan took a torch and shone it on the corpse, making the area around the corpse very bright. Chu Yunxi cut open the clothes around the wound and carefully examined Li Zhihao's wound. The sword hit him right in the heart, causing it to rupture. He died almost instantly, and the blood only flowed out after he died. The sword was not pulled out, but pierced through the body and came out from the back. It can be imagined that the murderer had no intention of leaving anyone alive.

Li Zhihao had an expression of disbelief on his face and his eyes were wide open. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would actually kill him. It was a pity that he died before he could react in any other way. Maybe he was regretting his impulsiveness in his heart at the last moment.