(Dear friends, this is a draft, the revised version will be completed in about half an hour)

Yin Heng glanced up at Gu Bainiang and Fang Zhaofan, and replied, "One day at the end of February last spring, I left my master early in the morning to go down the mountain to buy oil, salt and wheat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn those years, I usually went down the mountain to buy these things once every seven days or so, and at the same time asked about the outside world. After I bought wheat and oil and salt in the town, I went to one of the busiest restaurants in the town to have a meal, and listened to the conversations of the people around me, and I usually heard the sun go west before leaving for home. ”

When he said this, he glanced at them again, and when he saw that they were listening quietly, he continued: "That day, for some reason, after I arrived in the town, I felt very uneasy in my heart, so I hurriedly bought wheat and oil and salt and went home. Because that day I found the plate of steamed buns on the table still there, I was a little surprised, after all, the sun was in the west at that time, so I said this after entering the house. Normally, he's either inside the house or behind the house, and he doesn't go very far, so I'm used to talking before I see anyone. In the old days, I would have heard him quickly when I spoke like this, but that day there was no movement. I panicked, and hurriedly looked around to find him, but I couldn't find him, so I looked for it again. There wasn't much flat ground on the cliff, so I quickly found him, when he had been stabbed in the neck and chest, and blood stained his shirt and the ground around him, and I reached for his nose and found that he was out of breath, and then I realized that he had been assassinated.

I buried my master in the place where he was killed, and then went down the mountain to look for clues, but I secretly searched for nearly half a month and didn't find any clues, so I had to return to the Flying Cliff. That night, however, I had nightmares and nightmares, and I always felt that a man in black was outside the house, and that he might come in at any moment.

The next day, I said goodbye to Master and moved my family here. I could see Master's grave from here, so I always felt like he hadn't left yet.

That's all I can offer. ”

He was telling the truth.

Gu Bainiang and Fang Zhaofan were silent for a long time.

After half a cup of tea, Gu Bainiang asked, "Is there anything unusual about your master before he was killed?"

Yin Heng thought about it carefully and said, "No, at least you can't see it on the surface, and you can't feel it." ”

"Before your master died, especially in the spring of that year, had you ever seen anyone come to visit your master?" Gu Bainiang asked again.

"No, but in mid-February last year, one day he hurriedly descended the mountain, saying that he was going to meet someone and that he would come back after the meeting. Yin Heng said.

This was the day when the hermit was killed.

Gu Banniang frowned.

On that day, who was Guan Hermit? Is that person related to his death? A series of questions suddenly popped up in Gu Bainiang's heart, like spring water.

So, Gu Bainiang asked, "Who did your master have the best friendship with during his lifetime?"

"He never told me. He was in his forties when I met him, and I don't know what his life was like before that, or what experiences he had had. However, since I was dependent on him, he has had very little contact with people outside, so although we have lived in the Flying Cliff for fifteen years, the people of the town have no idea of our existence. ”

"In this way, your master lived like a hermit. Gu Eighteen Niang said.

"It's not like, but he's really a hermit, and his surname is Guan. Yin Heng said.

Gu Bainiang and Fang Zhaofan exchanged glances.

"So, are you all in the process of making this prescription?" asked Gu Banniang.

"In. I was there to help, and I remember asking him what he was doing to make this prescription, after all, any one of them was poisonous, and it was hard to say how toxic they were when all added up. ”

"What's the name of this medicine?" Fang Zhaofan asked.

Yin Heng's face immediately became extremely panicked, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I really don't know this." Not long after the medicine was made, the master hurried down the mountain because someone was looking for it, and when he returned, he began to think of a name for it, but he was killed before he could think of a name. ”

Gu Bainiang looked at him like a knife, wanting to see how much was true and how much was false.

Yin Heng actually knew what the name of this medicine was, but he was worried that he would cause unnecessary trouble after saying it, so he decided to hide it safely, even if it killed him, he also admitted it.

"It's impossible to have a name after the medicine is ready. Fang Zhaofan said.

She really couldn't stand Yin Heng's attitude of going around the corner.

..............

On that day, who was Guan Hermit? Is that person related to his death? A series of questions suddenly popped up in Gu Bainiang's heart, like spring water.

So, Gu Bainiang asked, "Who did your master have the best friendship with during his lifetime?"

"He never told me. He was in his forties when I met him, and I don't know what his life was like before that, or what experiences he had had. However, since I was dependent on him, he has had very little contact with people outside, so although we have lived in the Flying Cliff for fifteen years, the people of the town have no idea of our existence. ”

"In this way, your master lived like a hermit. Gu Eighteen Niang said.

"It's not like, but he's really a hermit, and his surname is Guan. Yin Heng said.

Gu Bainiang and Fang Zhaofan exchanged glances.

"So, are you all in the process of making this prescription?" asked Gu Banniang.

"In. I was there to help, and I remember asking him what he was doing to make this prescription, after all, any one of them was poisonous, and it was hard to say how toxic they were when all added up. ”

"What's the name of this medicine?" Fang Zhaofan asked.

Yin Heng's face immediately became extremely panicked, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I really don't know this." Not long after the medicine was made, the master hurried down the mountain because someone was looking for it, and when he returned, he began to think of a name for it, but he was killed before he could think of a name. ”

Gu Bainiang looked at him like a knife, wanting to see how much was true and how much was false.

Yin Heng actually knew what the name of this medicine was, but he was worried that he would cause unnecessary trouble after saying it, so he decided to hide it safely, even if it killed him, he also admitted it.

"It's impossible to have a name after the medicine is ready. Fang Zhaofan said.

She really couldn't stand Yin Heng's attitude of going around the corner.