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Xu Qi'an didn't ask to come into the house for a sit-down, because it would be impolite, and if there was no man in the family, doing so would even cause some gossip.
Of course, Xu Qi'an knew that the vigilance and nervousness of the mother and daughter were not because of the above concerns, but because of "ghosts in their hearts".
"Little girl, do you know Chai Xian?" Xu Qi'an asked.
Hearing this sentence, the little girl was dumbfounded, and looked at him blankly, feeling at a loss because she was too young and didn't know how to deal with it.
The young woman couldn't understand official Chinese, but when she saw her daughter's dull face, she immediately realized that something was wrong and hurried over.
Xu Qi'an squatted down, reached out and stroked the little girl's head before she screamed, and took the opportunity to activate the mind gu ability, and said with a smile:
"I'm your uncle Xian's friend, didn't he tell you last night?"
But in the eyes of the little girl, this strange uncle immediately became a kind, kind and harmless person. . .
"Um!"
The little girl nodded vigorously: "He said that if a strange uncle comes to him, he will write down what he said."
Xu Qi'an handed the small note to her arms, "Hand the note to him."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the chilblains on the back of the little girl's hands, and her thin shoes that were barely able to keep out the cold. Thinking about it, these little feet were also covered with chilblains.
So he took out a few pieces of silver and stuffed it with the note to the little girl: "Take the silver to buy candy."
The little girl took the note, but didn't take the money, and turned to look at her mother.
The young woman pursed her lips and stared at the silver, wanting but not daring to struggle with her gestures. For a poor family, these scraps of silver can feed the family for several days and sell a child a winter padded jacket.
"Um!"
The young woman nodded vigorously.
The little girl stretched out her hand full of frostbite, and held the silver tightly.
Xu Qi'an immediately took his leave and left. Just as he walked out of the yard, a little girl's voice came from behind him. Looking back, she didn't catch up, but ran back to the house.
Quickly grabbed a handful of sun-dried sweet potatoes, and handed them over timidly and ingratiatingly.
Xu Qi'an's eyes softened, and the sweet potatoes turned out to be dried.
The little girl's eyes lit up instantly, revealing a clean smile.
"I'll ask you some more questions, and if you answer me, I'll give you some more money." Xu Qi'an laughed.
The little girl thought for a while, then nodded vigorously.
"What is the relationship between Chai Xian and your father?"
The little girl said: "Father asked me to call him Uncle Xian."
As for the past of her parents, she didn't know.
"How long has Chai Xian lived in your house?"
The little girl thought for a while and said, "I seldom live in my house."
rare? Xu Qi'an frowned and said, "Do you think Uncle Chai Xian is a good person?"
"Well, it's the same as you, Uncle."
The little girl nodded, the child has very keen intuition.
It would be better to call him brother, after all, I will always be 18 years oldXu Qi'an smiled and said, "What else?"
Just ask casually.
"I often have nightmares and be in a daze" The little girl tilted her head, thought for a while, her eyes lit up: "Uncle Xian has six toes."
According to the agreement, Xu Qi'an handed the silver to her and left the village with a wave
Chaifu.
Zen master Jingxin returned to the courtyard, found the monk Jingyuan, and said: "I checked, and found that the death of Chai Xinger's ex-husband was related to the head of the family, Chai Jianyuan."
Jingyuan nodded: "Let's talk about it in detail."
A Zen master who possesses precepts can basically find anything he wants to find out.
Although it is inconvenient to exercise discipline on Chai Xing'er, but as a compromise, it is no problem to ask the servants in the house.
What Jingxin asked the most was about Chai Xian, and Chai Xinger only asked in passing.
Listening to the senior brother's eloquence, Wu Monk Jingyuan frowned and said:
"If Chai Xing'er lied about everything, then Chai Xian might not be as we imagined, he got the dragon spirit. It turns out that Chai Xing'er's benefactor had lost her husband. I thought the man next to her was Uncle Chai's."
Jing Xin pondered and said: "This person can inquire, he must know more."
night.
The charcoal fire was blazing, Li Lingsu hugged his beautiful wife, lying on the bed, covered with brocade quilts, both of them were sweating after exercising.
Myolie ChaiIt is said that even in Buddhism, there are very few people who can practice the Vajra Divine Kungfu. "
"This monk has some skills"
Discussions sounded instantly, buzzing and whispering voices everywhere.
Wang Jun murmured: "If I can practice Vajra Magic, I will be the number one expert in Zhangzhou."
Feng Xiu thought of another thing: "It is rumored that Xu Yinluo also knows Vajra Magic."
When the two came back to their senses, Wang Jun looked left and right, and asked in surprise, "Where is senior?"
Only then did Feng Xiu realize that the senior who ruined the temple in the barren mountain had long since disappeared
Somewhere far away from the location of the Demon Slaughtering Conference, a huge pagoda stood in the air. Xu Qi'an stood by the window and looked down.
The Xiang River meanders like a silver belt, the fields are distributed irregularly, and the mountains and rivers are like raised earth bags.
Holding the fragments of the book from the ground, he drove the Pagoda of the Buddha to patrol around dozens of miles around, but he didn't see the golden dragon shadow.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and when noon was approaching, Xu Qi'an finally gave up, took the pagoda from the hiding place, and led the little mare back to the location of the Demon Slaying Conference.
? Just after the show ended here, the dignitaries with heads and faces left in carriages, and the scattered people from the rivers and lakes who came on foot also scattered in all directions.
"Senior!"
Xu Qi'an met Feng Xiu and Wang Jun again, and learned from the two of them that the eminent Buddhist monks stole the limelight at the conference.
?The eminent monk who had mastered the Vajra Kungfu stood on the stage for a quarter of an hour. More than a dozen people came on stage one after another, and no one could shake him at all.
"It's such a powerful vajra magic. With such eminent monks participating, why worry about Chai Xian not getting rid of it? Buddhism is really powerful."
Wang Jun said excitedly.
Feng Xiu shook her head: "I'm afraid that Chai Xian will run away."
Back at the inn, Xu Qi'an held a teacup and stood by the window looking into the distance.
"Maybe I didn't receive your note."
Mu Nanzhi analyzed: "After all, he has already left, maybe he won't go there until several days?"
"It's possible! But with Chai Xian's personality, he would not give up such a good opportunity at the Demon Slaying Conference. Manipulating the walking dead to confront Chai Xing'er, the loss of one walking corpse at most is insignificant to him."
Xu Qi'an frowned: "Didn't he always want to prove his innocence? What is he worried about?"
Chai Xian didn't show up, and Xu Qi'an's plan to take the opportunity to extract dragon energy fell through. He was vaguely uneasy, thought about it, and said:
"I'm going out for a while."
He rode the little mare out of the city, all the way fast, the little mare passed through the official road, field ridge, and path, and arrived at the small village.
Under the curious gaze of the villagers, Xu Qi'an came to the gate of the small courtyard.
The courtyard door is closed.
He smelled a bloody smell.
"Bang!"
Xu Qi'an kicked open the courtyard door, rushed into the house, and saw three corpses.
They fell in a pool of blood. The man's body was on the table. The young mother held her daughter tightly in her arms. The blood under the mother and daughter was dry and sticky. The bodies of the two were beside the bed.
The corpse was cold and stiff, and had been dead for a long time.
According to the distribution of the corpses, it can be speculated that the man was killed first, and the woman subconsciously hugged her daughter tightly in horror, trying to protect her, and was killed later.
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