Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 25 Together

After the people from Dali Temple left, the Cui family began to hang up white cloths and hold funerals. The well-connected family knew that Erlang Cui had passed away, so they couldn't react for a while.

Riding a horse and saying it scares the people, but it’s just that people will tolerate everything when they see him. Both parties in the matter don’t care, so how can you run over to accuse him?The list goes on and on.

In Chang'an City, that "headache and helpless" existence really disappeared?
Thinking of the time when Xueshi Cui asked him to study, he would rather go to feed pigs, practice martial arts, and finally joined the army as he wished, threatening to defend Dazhou, and he jumped into the army with a gun without hesitation. Such a result.

It is embarrassing.

---

When Daoyi helped sort out the files, she found something, so she squatted under the desk and asked, "Siqing has one more thing, I can't figure it out."

"What's the matter?" Wang Xuanzhi was starting to draw a portrait, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and agreed casually.

Dao Yi stood opposite the desk, tiptoeing and trying to see the whole portrait, "The other missing persons are nowhere to be found, but why are there two corpses for us to find?"

The pen in Wang Xuanzhi's hand paused again, and a not-so-small drop of ink touched the nose of the portrait, "—this is Wen Yuan's last frankness to me, and he wanted to convey some news to me. Perhaps for some reason, He can't speak out."

Dao understood in an instant, the disappearance case of the previous dynasty.

"That's why he asked Si Qing to take care of Cui's family, I hope he can bear Si Qing's trust." Dao raised his eyebrows one by one.

"By the way, how is Siqing painting?" Daoyi couldn't see these people. After two years of hard reading, every one of them could shed two tears when he saw a leaf that fell in autumn.

Can't you say something clearly, and let people guess, it's really bullying her for not taking the imperial examination and learning less.

Especially in the recent autumn, the sky over Chang'an is not filled with dark clouds and rain, but the ink spilled by literati when they swiped their brushes, and the tears shed when they were sad for autumn.

She would never admit that she was stimulated by that slut. A monster who studied for two years could deceive her. Then what did she do during those years on the mountain? Touching the dead body. A clear voice interrupted her wild thoughts.

"Okay, what do you think?" Wang Xuanzhi was still very confident in his painting skills.

Daoyi circled around the portrait twice, patted his chest, "Siqing, I promise no one will confuse them."

A proclamation was posted on the bulletin board outside the gate of Dali Temple. When the bad guy posted it, he announced loudly, "The murderer who chopped off his legs has been caught, and he was shot dead by the minister of Dali Temple on the spot. You can go out with peace of mind."

After the call to action was posted, the unscrupulous people squeezed out for a long time before they squeezed out, their clothes messed up and their hats crooked.

Literate people gathered at the front and told everyone the content of the call to action, to the effect that:

A serial murderer who shaved off his beard was somewhat similar to Cui Wenyuan, the second son of the Cui family. He killed him early, hid him in the courtyard of Tingfengyuan, and borrowed his hand to kill others again.

Because of a mole on the wing of the nose, I put a lot of powder on the tip of the nose, so I don't go out often, for fear of being discovered by people I know well.

Attached to the call to action is a portrait, which is exactly the one painted by Wang Xuanzhi.

The two people who were discovered recently aimed to provoke the government.

These were all confessed by the leg-cutting maniac before his death.

"I see!"

"No wonder Cui Erlang's temperament has changed drastically over the years."

"In the early years, the three tyrants of Chang'an—the chivalrous men were well-known far and wide. It's a pity, hey!"

It was getting late, and the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing the painting on the proclamation. It was a face that was hard to describe, especially Dao Yi. Although she had seen it in advance, after posting it, she was still a little incapable of accepting it.

I didn't expect the people in Chang'an to be so well-informed, but I didn't expect those well-informed people to believe it.

The master said that as long as it doesn't frighten the simple people, it's fine.

Ling Xuzi: Do you need to remember well, what exactly did you say when you were a teacher?

When the people in the painting are in the active mutation, they can't be said to be similar, they are exactly the same, oh, there is an extra mole, which is so ugly that both people and gods are angry, how can they tell that it looks a bit like Cui Wenyuan.

"My master said that he thanked Mr. Erlang of the Wang family on behalf of Mr. Erlang. Please forgive me for not being able to meet him because he was dealing with Mr. Erlang's funeral." Cui's steward met with Wang Xuanzhi and the others at a restaurant near Dali Temple.

"Why do you have to be like this, Wen Yuan is my good friend, this time I asked for private information." Wang Xuanzhi smiled, and the gleam of that idea infected everyone.

The steward thanked you again, and left a sentence, "Mr. Wang, my master and Mr. Da Lang want to talk to you in detail after Mr. Erlang's affairs."

"Ah."

"As soon as Dao is gone, let's go back." Wang Xuanzhi reminded someone who was still eating seriously.

Seeing that it was getting so late, Daoyi immediately put down her chopsticks. It wasn't that she didn't know the way, but that she was a master of Taoism who could afford to put it down. This kind of food is nothing, go home and rest It's up.

"I'm done eating, Siqing, let's go." In the blink of an eye, he had already stood behind him, and Xiaotong and Xiaojia were already waiting outside the door.

From Dali Temple to Changxingfang, where the Wang family is located, it takes more than half of the city, and also passes by the imperial palace, and then meets Chen Shuguang, who is on duty at night, and also meets him when he returns to Beijing from Pu County. Is it your night watch?"

Chen Shuguang looked around mysteriously, and then leaned over and said, "Didn't I say it last time, my elder brother is back, and it's scary at home, like a piece of ice, I don't dare to stay longer, can be on duty Come on duty, the boss has praised me for my hard work recently."

Wang Xuanzhi: "The barbarians are very good."

In exchange for Chen Shuguang's distrustful eyes, "Especially during the daytime today, I don't know what kind of wind is blowing. You want to practice kung fu with me, and you almost beat me to death. Brother An Dao, look." Black criss-cross hands.

Wang Xuanzhi was dumbfounded, and he didn't know why, but Chen Yizhi liked to torment his younger brother, "Maybe Yizhi sees that you haven't worked hard recently."

"Brother An Dao, what are you talking about? Since the eldest brother returned to Chang'an, my skin has not recovered. I can only sleep for two hours a day. Look at my eyes." The eyes are still watery, but they are all black and blue. , It's really miserable.

"Cough," Wang Xuanzhi said after thinking about it, "When I see Yizhi, I will talk to him."

"Thank you, Brother An Dao, you guys go back quickly. The murderer is in Chang'an, so you have to be more careful." The kid was so frightened that he hid in the palace, he didn't see the call to action from Dali Temple, Wang Xuanzhi shook his head and laughed.

The two walked another distance, and when they passed through Anrenfang, Dao Yile said: "That kid just now is really interesting."

Wang Xuanzhi didn't understand, so, "Shu Guang has been like this since he was a child, and he loves and respects his elder brother."

"I said that he is a person with a pure and kind mind, a person who is immune to all evil." There is no black and white fog on the top of his head, only a bunch of blown up dull hair.

"Is what the little Taoist said true?" A voice that seemed to fly from the sky, like a bright moon hanging in the sky, was clear and cold, clearing people's hearts, and washing away all distracting thoughts.

The two followed the sound and looked over together. Under the bright moonlight, a figure in white clothes seemed to be stepping on the moon. He was covered in silver light and exuded a faint silver light. He was holding a red tasseled spear.

The face of the visitor was handsome, as if it had been cut by a knife.

Well, it's a good face, not bad, Dao Yi secretly thought.

It's really a good picture of beauties under the moon. It would be beautiful if the spear in his hand was not pointed at them.

"Is what you just said true?"

"Which one?"

"Yizhi, why are you looking for me?"

The person who came was Chen Yizhi. He held a spear in his hand and didn't answer, insisting on waiting for an answer. When Dao saw that the two were staring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He squeezed the thing in his sleeve tightly, and then he settled down, " Yes, the purity and nature of the general’s younger brother can keep him safe.”

"I've seen everything during the day. Wen Yuan has been the smartest of the three of us since we were young, and he always advises us on everything. Well, An Dao, don't underestimate yourself. I'm here to help you." General Chen Yizhi The long spear danced with a flash of silver light, and then put it behind.

"Is what Yizhi said true?" Out of tacit understanding, Wang Xuanzhi didn't ask again why he didn't show up when he saw it.

"You can't use force at will, why don't you let me contribute, or rely on that small body?" Dao Yi, who was despised, almost had two puffs of anger on his head.

Tsk, it really hurts my tooth.

She took that back, bad guy.

Didn't you see that she just had a fight during the day? Since she just killed their good "brother", she should choose to remain silent, so as to give these two a separate space for sadness.

Well, but this boy's silver gun is not bad, it should be able to shine brightly in the days to come.

"Let's go, let's go back." Before leaving, the imaginative Daoyi looked at the young man with the silver gun so hairy.

　Me: Brother Yi, are you married?

　　Chen Yizhi: Get out! ! !
　　Me: Okay, let me look at you again!

　　roll roll roll!Immediately roll round and round! ! !

　　With affection: OK!
　　Chen Yizhi, Ah Wow! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)