Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 267 A Feather

Yuan Buqu followed behind the group step by step.

He found that his Ah Weng seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant. For a moment, he suspected that he had done something wrong, but when he thought that such a good Aye died inexplicably, he strengthened his belief.

"What's more, the people from Dali Temple have already arrived, and they won't leave unless they investigate clearly." Yuan Buqu muttered alone, "What are you talking about all by yourself, they are almost lost." Someone spoke, and he was frightened out of his wits.

Yuan Buqu turned back aggrievedly, no matter how this man walked, he didn't move. If it wasn't for the wrong voice, he thought it was Aye who couldn't figure it out. When he turned around, he wanted to take him along. He puffed his mouth and was about to speak when he realized , his mouth seemed to be clamped by some iron-like pliers, and he glared at the other party.

As soon as Dao felt the softness of the palm of his hand, his brows and eyes were curved, and he moved closer, "What are you dawdling here? Everyone is far away, and I don't know the way, so I will ask Mr. Yuan Xiaolang to show me the way." She didn't seem to Hearing Yuan Buqu talking to himself, he didn't see his still embarrassed look after forcing himself to comfort him.

"Ah Weng seems to be in a dilemma. Did I do something wrong, but Aye just died like this. He told me the other day that he would take me to learn a teacher. He hopes to be a learned person in the future. Don't be like He's the same, I can't figure out what's wrong with Aye, he was so kind to me, he counts every word he says, only this time he missed an appointment, so I don't believe his death was an accident."

Daoyi's hand finally let go of the red face, and she was troubled by the bun again. She stretched out her magic claws and rubbed the top of the other's head into a mess, "What do you want to do so much at a young age? If you think about what you want to do, go Doing it at such a young age makes you depressed, afraid of wolves and tigers, not at all energetic. What's more, it's your Aye, finding out the truth for him, so as to avoid resentment after death, is also a kind of filial piety Well."

Yuan Buqu raised his head against the newly built 'Bird's Nest', "But he is my Aunt and also Aye's father, and I am not filial if I go against his will."

Looking at the masterpiece he created, Daoyi nodded in satisfaction, "Both of you are your elders, you must be filial, but your father has passed away, and death is the most important thing, so you, Aunt, can understand, otherwise And how could you ask Wang Siqing to examine the corpse?"

Yuan Buqu always felt that something was wrong, maybe because his brain was too small and he couldn't think of the problem for a while, but what this person said seemed quite reasonable.

He nodded fiercely, "Well, I will apologize to Aweng after the cause of Aye's death is found out."

Daoyi shook his head lightly and said 'hmm', and said in a high-spirited manner, "That's very good," and sang and shouted pretendingly: "Young son of the Yuan family, hurry up and lead the way, and clear up your father's grievances as soon as possible." .”

Yuan Buqu twitched fiercely. Could it be that this person was the one he was targeting? After a while, he suddenly became less serious. He shook his head violently. Aye is a serious person, so he should be This man was born this way.

The messy back of the child in the wind made Daoyi feel more at ease, so that no one would find out, she didn't know the way, right?
The bad guys are resting at home, and it will take some time to notify them one by one. In order to take a two-pronged approach, she stayed behind one to wait for Yuan Buyi, and the other to investigate the situation of Yuan's family.

As soon as she wanted to catch up with the person in front, she realized that she was a bit overwhelmed, and the road ahead was not easy, because she couldn't remember which road she turned to.

Fortunately, Yuan Buqu is a caring young man.

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"Why did you come so late? You invited the guest, but you forgot about it. If so, go back to your room immediately, and Ah Weng will entertain the guest for you." Yuan Qingbai raised his hand high and put it down again. The pitch-black coffin was not the usual handrails, and the angry look on his face was even worse.

"Daozuo, I asked you to come here to work for Mr. Yuan Xiaolang, how could you take him to play in the courtyard, there is a funeral in Yuan's residence, how could you be so rude." Wang Xuanzhi seemed to blame, but in fact he was partial and obliquely said The purpose of this trip.

Dao Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses, and said with a low eyebrow, "It's mine, isn't it? Your Excellency will punish you."

"Punish your salary for this month!" Daoyi was shocked, and she asked with her eyes, this is also fake.

Yuan Qingbai was embarrassed in place, he just wanted to take the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction, where there are guests who come to the door late at night, the other party is rude first, and he is rude second, which is fair.

But he forgot that the real purpose of Dali Temple's visit was not to visit Yuan's house.In terms of official position, his family has only one subordinate of Zuo Silang, and in terms of family background, it is even more difficult to climb high.

His old face is thick and dark, and he can't tell whether it's red or green, "Since Wang Siqing and the others value you so much, why don't you come over and help, and wait for Ah Weng to do it with his old bones."

A Weng really agreed, and Yuan Buqu's joy disappeared when he touched the coffin.

The two sides didn't really need his help, but just gave Yuan Qingbai a step down.

In fact, Daoyi lifted the heavy lid alone. The coffin was not sealed. She gently lifted the lid with spiritual power and put it aside. Regardless of the stunned grandparents, she began to check the people in the coffin, ready to Say yes, dead.

I saw that face not long ago, and the image of Yuan Dalang shrinking is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but it has only been a long time, and today is exactly the beginning of summer, but only one spring and summer, and there is a separation between yin and yang.

But for a moment, she put away these miscellaneous thoughts and carefully examined the person in the coffin. "The deceased was a male, about [-] years old. He died two days ago. Except for the fatal wound between the eyebrows, there was no other trauma on his body."

"The wound between the eyebrows is the wound that Tang'er fell into and fell out of the pond." Yuan Qingbai still used the same set of arguments to persuade the Yuan family.

Daoyi shook his head, "Perhaps the funeral was too late, and you rushed to do it, so the dead still have dirty things on their bodies—"

"What dirty thing?" Yuan Qingbai was asking, but he was muttering in his heart, the people outside took the money and didn't do things well, even his son's body was not cleaned.

Dao Yi took out a tiny red feather, "Siqing, tell me, what kind of pond would have this kind of feather? Could it be the kind of boiling water basin in Chang'an market that is specially used for plucking poultry?"

Wang Xuanzhi didn't understand why he had to boil a basin of water to pluck chickens, but it didn't stop him from thinking about other things, "When Yuan Dalang died, you said it was the night before, since he got up at night, he must be wearing pajamas, why did he get stained with his usual clothes? Something that can't be touched at all?"

　Good afternoon, another day of oversleeping.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)