I cross the cold pond

As soon as he arrived in the middle of the night, a servant knocked on the door of Xu Ziru's room. Xu Ziru opened the door disheveled, and the servant turned pale: "Something has happened, we must, we must gather in the lobby!"

The boy said that he was about to run to inform the next person, Xu Ziru quickly grabbed him: "What happened, but your master's soul has not been recruited?"

The boy's eyes widened: "My master hasn't been recruited yet! He's dead!!"

Xu Ziru frowned, and the servant hurried to the next wing to inform the next person.

Xu Ziru casually put on a robe, held three copper coins in his hand, sat at the table and made a pot of tea, then got up and walked slowly to the front hall.

Perhaps it was the time he made a cup of tea, the one who arrived in the hall became the last one, and everyone in the hall stared at him with strange eyes and walked in slowly.

There was a trace of doubt in Xu Ziru's eyebrows and eyes, and after looking around, the doubt was somewhat resolved.

Mr. Yin Yang, Xiao An, is gone.

He only said in the afternoon that this man-made disaster came out of his mouth, and this man died in the evening. Normal people should look at him suspiciously.

He was not in a hurry, walked in slowly, opened his mouth and asked, "What happened? Has the soul of a good man been summoned?"

The first one to speak out was the grumpy Miao Yinxian, probably because she was woken up from a good night's sleep, and her voice was full of anger: "What's the matter, it's easy for you to say, your old opponent Xiao An was just killed It was found that he died in front of the jar used to call back the souls of good people."

Xu Ziru's eyes turned slightly when he heard the words, and he glanced at Miaoyinxian wearing a veil, with a smile on his face: "Sister Miaoyin's words are wrong, how can he, Xiao Anhe De, be called my opponent, since he is dead now Is it?"

Xu Ziru's speech can't come out of ivory, and people who have just died can arrange it. Everyone is silent for a long time, and no one speaks.

When Xu Ziru saw that people didn't speak, he clapped his hands self-consciously, squeezed the three copper coins in his hand, and opened his mouth: "Why don't I come to divination to see who killed my Brother Xiao An."

Miao Yinxian seemed to be made even more angry by his previous foolish appearance, and immediately said in a cold voice: "If you kill people, who do you divination for?!"

Xu Ziru clicked his tongue, and just when others thought he was going to refute, he nodded: "It makes sense, why don't you ask Mr. An Xi to summon Xiao An's soul first, and then summon the good man."

He said it so lightly, as if a person's death was just a loss of the mortal body.

Mr. An Xi's face was usually pale and bloodless, and he only shook his head when he heard the words, "An certain one only recruits souls."

Xu Ziru looked at Monk An anxiously after hearing the words: "Master, why don't you communicate with brother Xiao An before you give him a salvation, to see who harmed him, so that I can avenge him."

Liao'an raised his hand and said to Amitabha Buddha: "The monk can only resolve the resentment of the dead, it is really impossible to communicate Yin and Yang."

Xu Ziru sighed vaguely: "Then what should we do?"

He came out with a sigh, and a servant behind him came with a bag of things, tremblingly put the things on the ground, and said, "I picked up a bag of clothes under the nearby tree hung with a yellow cloth." .”

The person standing next to him stretched his legs and kicked away the bag of clothes. Blood was stained on the gray-blue crumpled Taoist robe, and the smell of blood came to his nostrils instantly. .

After seeing the blood-stained Taoist robe, everyone turned their eyes to Xu Ziru involuntarily. Only one person present was wearing a crumpled Taoist robe when they saw it today.

Xu Ziru took a deep breath, walked forward, knelt down and turned over the smelly Taoist robe, and then found traces of dried watermelon juice on the cuff. He felt that this kind of planting was extremely low-level, but it did make him A person who has never behaved properly can't argue with a hundred words.

He raised his head and looked at everyone innocently: "I said that someone stole my clothes and planted them on me. You probably don't believe me."

The crowd was silent.

During this moment of silence, someone behind him said, "I believe it."

Xu Ziru glanced back, Yan Qinghe and the others at Tianji Gate had been standing by the door without saying a word since he entered, Yan Qinghe suddenly made a sound, and the two people standing beside him were stunned Next, Liu Ying was the first to react and whispered: "Senior brother!"

Yan Qinghe said calmly: "I have been staying with Xu Ziru since the sky darkened, and I probably left for a cup of tea when the servant came to report."

He looked at the people looking at him calmly, "I think it's not enough to go from his wing to the courtyard to commit murder with a cup of tea."

Someone in the crowd said: "Xu Ziru came from your Tianji gate, so it is understandable for you to protect him."

Only then did Yan Qinghe lightly glance towards the direction of the sound, Liuying standing behind him was already darkened: "Who among you don't know what kind of person my senior brother is? How can it be that it doesn't matter because one of you leaves the teacher's door?" lied to you?!"

Xu Ziru squatted on the ground and stretched out a finger to scratch his temple. He turned over his Taoist coat that he had thrown aside after taking a bath, clapped his hands and stood up from the ground. He made a conclusion: "The elder brother of Tianjimen vouched for me. You should have no objection. Since I am not the murderer, the murderer must be someone else."

Everyone was still buzzing, obviously not wanting to admit Xu Ziru's innocence.

He Chan and the butler Dongbo, who came belatedly, appeared in their hall. Dongbo leaned on a cane with a sullen face, and apologized first, saying that what happened in He's house really made him feel ashamed. Said: "As soon as the day breaks, I will ask the boy to go to the Yamen to report to the officials that Mr. Xiao An's body has been placed."

He hesitated for a moment at this point.

He Chan, who was next to him with a slightly pale face, arched his hands and said, "It's just about summoning my father's soul..."

Someone said aloud: "So many things happened tonight, let's wait a few days before calling out the soul of the good man."

He Chan paused for a moment, but finally agreed.

The people in the hall scattered scattered, and Xu Ziru followed the crowd to the back of the crowd and walked to his own room, walked lazily to the corner, saw Yan Qinghe's light blue robe, he hesitated for a moment, He saw Shen Di, the leader of the Fuanmen squad, standing opposite him.

Standing in front of Yan Qinghe, Shen Di behaved like a quail.

Xu Ziru took a step forward, and heard Yan Qinghe's voice greeting the junior: "You are Fu Anmen..."

Shen Di's voice was sonorous and powerful: "Shen Di, the No.19 disciple of Feiran, the head of the Eagle Academy."

Xu Ziru moved two steps slowly, heard the movement and couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, Shen Di seemed to be standing facing Xu Ziru's direction only to find him, and looked at him with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

Yan Qinghe stood with his back to Xu Ziru, without looking back, he pointed to the wooden railing beside the corridor: "Wait a minute."

Because this sentence did not refer to anyone by name, she immediately nodded to Shen Di who was chatting with him: "Okay."

Xu Ziru also lifted his foot and was about to leave. Before he had passed the two chatting people, Yan Qinghe spoke the last half of the sentence slowly: "Xu Ziru."

Xu Ziru glanced at him, and Yan Qinghe stared at him with a pair of eyes as dark as night.

In fact, Yan Qinghe did come to Xu Ziru's room at night. He wanted to discuss with Xu Ziru the monster that Xu Ziru was carrying, and planned to take the monster back to Tianji Gate.

Xu Ziru and "Balley Ball" have a very unimportant companionship in it, and at the moment when he sees Yan Qinghe, he thinks about the past and all kinds of things, and he feels that his brain has been kicked by a donkey. He despises Yan Qinghe The attitude of this chapter has been turned over, and I am very disdainful that I will still have ups and downs when I see Yan Qinghe six years later, so at that time the two of them chatted without enough time to have a cup of tea, so Xu Ziru sent the guest to Yan Qinghe. It was sent out the door.

Yan Qinghe, who has always been upright and upright, uttered lies in the crowd, and even deceived his own junior sister.

Although Xu Ziru despised him, in the final analysis, this person barely helped him, so he stood on the railing next to the two of them, and after standing for a while, he looked at Shen Di: "Isn't Fu Anmen good at tracking?" , can you use the robe in the hall to track down who the real perpetrator is?"

"..." Shen Di looked at him after hearing the words, and then shook his head, "Since you wore that dress, it must be traced to you, and there is also a boy who helps you tidy up the clothes, so it is not sure who is the real murderer man of."

Feel free to oh.

Then he asked aloud: "Has anyone seen the corpse, what is the murder weapon?"

Yan Qinghe: "The corpse is lying on its back near the altar of summoning souls, with a dagger that can be seen everywhere stuck in its chest."

Xu Ziru turned over and sat on the wooden pole. He put his hands on his sides. After thinking for a while, he turned his head and stared at Shen Di: "Who do you think Xiao An will offend? He needs others at this time, when so many people are Let him die when?"

Hearing the words, Shen Di took out a small notebook from nowhere, flipped through the notebook for a while, found a page, opened his mouth and said: "The news collected by Queyuan said that although Xiao An's character is stingy, he is a bit stingy. I care about it, but I have a lot of friends, and at most it's verbal friction with people, there are no major conflicts."

Xu Ziru reached out to take out the booklet in his hand: "Why, you Fu Anmen are still collecting this information? Did you write anything about me?"

Shen Di pushed his hand away, stuffed the booklet into his cuff, and repeated in his mouth: "Xu Ziru, known as Fan Banxian, greedy for money and lustful, was kicked out of Tianji Gate because of his misbehavior, and now he tells people's fortunes for a living."

"..." Xu Ziru paused for a moment when he heard the words, and finally laughed twice. He didn't really care too much, but thought it was quite interesting, "You guys are really good at collecting information."

Shen Di ignored him, Yan Qinghe asked Shen Di: "You were also there at the time, what did you find?"

Shen Di thought for a moment after hearing the words, and then said: "The talisman papers placed on the altar of summoning souls were stained with blood, except for the stack that was pressed by the corpse, which was a little scattered, the others were still neatly placed on the table."

Yan Qinghe nodded.

Shen Di said: "The assailant is probably an acquaintance of Mr. Xiao An, and the two did not fight, so the things placed on the altar of summoning souls are not particularly messy."