"Yiwei, have you ever thought about it, is it possible for you to be actually Master Jing'an's ......" Liu Ningbo was saying, Zhong Cuibai had already taken the bowl and walked out of the bedroom, she glanced at Liu Ningbo, her red and swollen eyes made the whole person look haggard.

Seeing Zhong Cuibai come out, Fang Yiwei immediately got up (body shēn) to pick up her bowl, and said, "Mom, why did you send the bowl out yourself? Fang Yiwei took the dishes and chopsticks and walked to the stove, added water to the pot and washed the dishes.

Zhong Cuibai immediately shouted, "Yiwei, you are a man's family, how can you wash the dishes by yourself? You are not a person without a daughter-in-law!"

When Liu Ningbo heard this, he hurriedly got up (body shēn) and went to rob Fang Yiwei's job. Fang Yiwei raised his wet hand, pushed Liu Ningbo away with his elbow, and said to his mother while continuing to wash the dishes: "Mom, Ningbo has been in poor health recently, don't let her get wet." ”

Zhong Cuibai's face immediately became unhappy. She glanced at Liu Ningbo dissatisfied, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, walked to the wooden door, and turned back to Liu Ningbo and asked, "You brought a strange man to Jing'an today, what is the matter? Why did Jing'an suddenly say that she wanted to see me and Yiwei? Then she was inexplicably inserted with a knife. ”

"Yes, Ning Bo, I'm also wondering, what are you going to do with Master Jing'an?" Fang Yiwei also looked at Liu Ning Bo suspiciously.

Liu Ningbo was over there, she couldn't find a clue for hundreds of thoughts in her head, and she couldn't say anything. At this moment, Xie Fan walked in from outside the house. He was standing alone in front of the cabin and watching the moon, when he heard the sound in the house, and walked in. He walked slowly to the kitchen, and said as he walked: "I am a good friend of Ning Bo's father, and I came to visit Ning Bo, and I heard that Ning Bo has not been in good health recently, so I thought of the Bodhisattva and made a peace wish for Ning Bo, so Ning Bo took me to the Baiyun Temple, saying that the Bodhisattva here is extremely effective. happened to meet Master Jing'an, she told Ning Bo that she hadn't seen her mother and Yiwei for a long time, and asked Ning Bo to invite her mother and Yiwei to go to Baiyun Temple to talk to her, and when my mother and we went to Baiyun Temple together, Master Jing'an was killed. ”

Liu Ningbo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Xie Fan's explanation was well-founded, and it was reasonable.

Zhong Cuibai didn't believe Xie Fan's words, she hated this polite, smiling man, full of the fragrance of books, she had deeply admired this kind of charm, but in the end she knew that this kind of temperament was not worthy of her. So, now she is disgusted with this kind of elegance with poetry and books, just like she can't eat grapes and has to say that grapes are sour.

"It's as simple as that?" Zhong Cuibai raised his chin, and there was a mean look in his eyes.

"It's as simple as that," Xie Fan still smiled gently, "Mother-in-law, although our parents died early, we are not without a mother's family, and I have always regarded her as a junior." It's just that I'm in Beijing, the distance is far away, and I don't usually take good care of it, but fortunately, now I have my own mother, I heard Ning Bo say, you treat her as a daughter, so I can rest assured. ”

Xie Fan's words were profound, and Zhong Cuibai's heart was panicked. But she couldn't refute anything, so she could only turn around and say to Yiwei: "You still have to go to work tomorrow, right? ”

Fang Yiwei had already washed the dishes, he looked at his mother's angry child's appearance, and only felt funny in his heart, and said: "Mom, Master Jing'an has an accident, you cry so sadly, how can I rest assured that you will be left alone on the mountain?"

"Mom can't die, no one will cry to death. Zhong Cuibai replied to him angrily.

Fang Yiwei sighed in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a slight smile, "Mom, can you really do it alone?" If it works, we will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning." ”

"Go down the mountain now," Zhong Cuibai ordered, "I have a room here, but there is no extra bedding to accommodate guests." Zhong Cuibai nodded at Xie Fan.

Liu Ningbo heard Zhong Cuibai say this, so he said to Yiwei: "Yiwei, if you take Uncle Xie Fan down the mountain, I will take care of my mother on the mountain." ”

Zhong Cuibai immediately waved his hand, "No, no, just take care of Yiwei." Hurry up and grab a flashlight and go down the mountain, don't add to my blockage here. Zhong Cuibai had already gone to the back room to get two flashlights for Liu Ningbo and Fang Yiwei, and hurriedly pushed everyone out of the cabin. Fang Yiwei saw that his mother was so stubborn, so he had to leave his mother and go down the mountain.

"Leave your mother alone on the mountain, okay?" Liu Ningbo was very uneasy.

Fang Yiwei pulled her with one hand, held a flashlight in the other hand to explore the way, and said as he walked: "Don't worry, Mom can fight with us, which means it's okay." ”

Xie Fan also took a flashlight and escorted him, and the three of them slowly walked down the mountain. When they walked under the wisteria trellis, they suddenly saw a woman sitting on the side of the road, her hair was scattered, and she was like a ghost in the night, and all three of them jumped up.

"Who?" Fang Yiwei shouted, hurriedly hitting the beam of the flashlight at the black shadow.

The woman sitting under the wisteria trellis, when she saw the light coming, hurriedly covered her face with her hands, her hair was scattered, and she was dressed in black, and she looked (yin) in the dark night. Before Fang Yiwei and the others could get closer, she had already gotten up and turned into another path. There were many dark caves on the stone mountain, and the woman disappeared into a cave in a flash.

Fang Yiwei took a flashlight to shine at the entrance of the cave, and there was no trace of the woman in black for a long time.

"Who the hell is it? The third watch still went up the mountain in the middle of the night ((swing dàng) dàng). Liu Ningbo said suspiciously.

Fang Yiwei replied: "Maybe it's a wandering crazy woman." ”

Xie Fan didn't say anything on the side, just frowned thoughtfully.

The three of them continued to walk down the mountain, and when they reached the bottom of the mountain, they took a taxi back to the city. Zhong Cuibai stayed on the mountain alone, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. She took out a photo at the bottom of the box, which was a group photo of Xie Ping and Cuizhu standing in front of the husband and wife peak, looking at the person in the photo, thinking about the past, and crying for a while. The more I cried, the more sober I became, and in the second half of the night, the lights were still on in the house. Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door outside the cabin, and the knock of "tuk tuk" was especially clear on the cold mountain.

"Who?" Zhong Cuibai got up from the (bed chuáng), put on a coat and walked to the door. A strange woman's voice came from outside the door: "It's cold on the mountain, I'm lost, can I spend the night?"

Seeing that it was a woman's voice, Zhong Cuibai breathed a sigh of relief, she opened the door, and saw a straight (tingting) (tingting) black shadow at the door, and was startled.

"I'm sorry to scare you. The woman pulled the cap on her head from her head to her back, and Zhong Cuibai saw the woman in front of her clearly. By the light of the (sun) light cast from the house, Zhong Cuibai saw that this was a woman in her fifties, with long hair and a sad expression.

"May I come in? It's so cold on the mountain!" the woman pleaded, and Zhong Cuibai let her into the house. Pouring (hot) tea for the woman, looking at the posture of the woman drinking the (hot) tea as soon as she raised her neck, Zhong Cuibai suddenly felt pity and asked, "Why are you still alone on the mountain so late?"

The woman put the bowl of hot tea on the stove and said with a smile: "I came to travel, I got lost alone, there are too many holes in the mountain, and I can't find my way down the mountain when I turn around." ”

"Yes, not only do we have a lot of rocks in the stone mountain, but there are also many caves!" replied Zhong Cuibai.

"Can you lend me a (bed chuáng) to lie down? I'm sleepy, I really want to fall asleep, it's too cold on the mountain. The woman looked very tired.

Zhong Cuibai nodded and ushered her into the room. He took out a quilt from a large retro cabinet by the wall and said to the woman, "Go to my son's room and sleep!"

The woman didn't take the quilt, her eyes fell on the photo at the head of the bed, in the photo Xie Ping and Cuizhu smiled sweetly, the woman picked up the photo and looked at it, her eyes became cold.

Zhong Cuibai hurriedly freed up one hand and snatched the photo.

The woman said, "The person in the photo is not you." ”

"It's my sister, but she's dead. Zhong Cuibai stuffed the quilt into the woman, then led the way in front, took the woman to Fang Yiwei's room, pointed to the bed that had been laid with a mattress, and said, "My son will sleep here when he comes back, and you will just spend the night!"

Sitting on the side of the (bed chuáng), Zhong Cuibai re-examined the photo in his hand, the man and woman in the photo were still very young, handsome and beautiful, and the husband and wife peak behind them (body shēn) was also a beautiful scenery, the two stones that were close to each other were like the heads of Xie Ping and Cuizhu tightly together. Zhong Cuibai stared intently at the person in the photo, her gaze slid from the beautiful green bamboo to Xie Ping's face. This face was still full of throbbing when she looked at it now. This throbbing has quietly grown since the first time I saw him, and I thought that time had passed, and the face of the person was beyond recognition, and I had long forgotten it, but tonight I knew that this throbbing had not abated in the slightest. There was a tremendous force in her chest cavity that was pounding that heart, causing her heart to ache and tear. She pressed the picture to the front of the chest, trembling, and said to herself: "Brother Ping, where are you now? Do you know that my sister is dead, the fire more than 20 years ago did not burn her, and today she is still dead, Brother Ping, your favorite sister is dead......

Outside Zhong Cuibai's door stood a woman in black, she listened to the murmuring in the room with her ears sideways, and her face was an unpredictable expression, just like the vast night on this stone mountain, dark and cold. The lights in Zhong Cuibai's room finally went out, and she tiptoed back to her room to sleep.

When a new day came, Fang Yiwei went to the Public Security Bureau to learn about the progress of Cuizhu's murder case. The medical examiner has done the most detailed autopsy on Cuizhu, and based on the shape of the wound, it has concluded that Cuizhu did not commit suicide, but homicide. But about the murderer, the police had no clue, but set up a special task force and began to carry out a dragnet investigation and carpet search of Baiyun Temple and the entire stone mountain to see if any suspicious people were found. Because of the large number of tourists who come to Stone Mountain every day, the project is simply huge.

Cuizhu's body was sent to a funeral home for cremation. The nuns of Baiyun Temple did not show up at the crematorium, but Zhong Cuibai came down the mountain alone and cried miserably in front of Cuizhu's body. Although Fang Yiwei was busy with work, he was still called to the funeral home by his mother, saying that he had to send Master Jing'an on his last journey. Fang Yiwei was puzzled, although Master Jing'an had loved him since he was a child, but in the end, his mother's stubbornness was really incomprehensible. In the end, Zhong Cuibai said: "You just think that your mother is dead, you come to see your mother on the last journey, okay?" When I arrived at the funeral home, I saw Zhong Cuibai and Cuizhu saying their final goodbyes, her tears were bursting, and she was crying and muttering something. Liu Ningbo and Xie Fan stood beside her, silent. Seeing Fang Yiwei, Zhong Cuibai summoned him over, and when he got closer, she took his hand and put it in Cuizhu's hand, Cuizhu's hand was already as cold and stiff as a stone, without the slightest human temperature, Fang Yiwei was excited. The mother stubbornly pressed his hand on Cuizhu's hand and refused to let go at all, and finally the workers of the funeral home came to forcibly push Cuizhu's body away. Soon, an open flame, a thick cloud of black smoke erupted from the mouth of the crematorium's towering chimney, and goodbye green bamboo was just a boxy urn painted with red lacquer.

Zhong Cuibai held the urn, and the whole person was stunned, and after a long time, he said to Fang Yiwei: "When you have money, help Master Jing'an choose a cemetery." Fang Yiwei was puzzled, he was extremely puzzled, but looking at his mother's stunned and sad appearance, he didn't want to refute or suspect anything, so he just nodded blankly. Leaving Cuizhu's urn in the funeral home, Liu Ningbo stopped by to see Lan Qing's ashes.

"Auntie, Situ Yue is gone, do you know? If you know where she is, please give me a dream, I miss her very much. Standing in front of the urn shelf, Liu Ningbo bowed lightly and went to find Yiwei. Fang Yiwei had already helped Zhong Cuibai to get into the taxi, and Xie Fan stood next to the taxi and beckoned to her.

"Uncle has a lot of questions, and we'll talk about them when we get home. Xie Fan said.

Liu Ningbo nodded, and together they took the car back to No. 18 Bachimen. Fang Yiwei accompanied Zhong Cuibai back to the house to rest, and Liu Ningbo moved a chair and sat under the plane tree with Xie Fan. The afternoon sun shines brightly through the foliage of the sycamores.

"I suspect I'm being followed. Xie Fan frowned, looking worried.

Liu Ningbo was about to open his mouth to ask something, but he saw Zhong Cuibai coming out of the house angrily, followed by an anxious Yiwei, "Mom, Mom, what are you doing here?"

Zhong Cuibai had already raised a photo to Liu Ningbo, and asked excitedly: "Why are you flipping through my things, what are you doing with my photos?"

"What photo?" Liu Ningbo was confused, and stood up suspiciously. Zhong Cuibai pushed her hard, Liu Ningbo fell to the ground, his hand was cut, oozing blood, Fang Yiwei had already pounced, helped her up, and turned his head to blame Zhong Cuibai and said, "Mom, what are you doing here?"

Everyone stared at the angry Zhong Cuibai, only to see Zhong Cuibai pointing at Liu Ningbo's nose and asking, "Why do you want to move my photo? I put this photo in a bag, what are you doing with her in the living room?"

Fang Yiwei suspiciously took the photo in his mother's hand, frowned when he saw it, and then said with a smile: "Mom, isn't this a photo of Ning Bo? How can you say that it is yours? You see that the person in the photo is obviously Ning Bo!"

Liu Ningbo then remembered that Xie Fan took Xie Ping's (Riri) notebook to her last night, and when he put the (Riri) notebook in the safe, he saw a photo of Xie Ping and Cuizhu, so he put it in, and took out the (Riri) notebook this morning to read it, and heard that Cuizhu's body was sent to the funeral home, so he hurriedly put the (Riri) notebook with the photo on the coffee table in the living room, and went to the funeral home with Xie Fan. It's just that Zhong Cuibai could say that it was her photo?

Xie Fan took the photo in Yiwei's hand and looked at it, and then said to Zhong Cuibai: "Mother-in-law, this is obviously a photo I deposited here in Ningbo, how can you say that this photo is yours?" Everyone looked at Zhong Cuibai suspiciously, Zhong Cuibai was stunned, and hurriedly walked to the house. As soon as she arrived at the guest room, she went to look through her duffel bag, and sure enough, the photo was still lying in the bag. As soon as the two photos were compared, everyone was dumbfounded.

"You said that you deposited this photo here in Ningbo?" Zhong Cuibai asked Xie Fan.

Xie Fan nodded. Then he and Zhong Cuibai asked each other in unison, "Why do you have this photo?"

"Wait, wait, Mom, Uncle Xie Fan, what are you talking about? Isn't the person in the photo Ning Bo?"

"It's not me, it's Cuizhu. Liu Ningbo said softly.

Hearing that Liu Ningbo actually called out Cuizhu's name, Zhong Cuibai was taken aback.

The living room at 18 Eight Feet Gate has never had such an eerie atmosphere. Zhong Cuibai and Xie Fan both showed their own (body shēn) shares, one was Cuizhu's younger sister, and the other was Xie Ping's biological brother. And Fang Yiwei was even more excited. He turned out to be the illegitimate son of Cuizhu and Xie Ping. And Cuizhu turned out to be Master Jing'an. No wonder from childhood to adulthood, every time he went to Baiyun Temple to incense or play, Master Jing'an was very good to him, it turned out that even if he was a monk, he still couldn't break off his mother (love). He looked at the photo repeatedly, how could Cuizhu when he was young be so similar to Liu Ningbo? Fang Yiwei remembered the first time he saw Liu Ningbo's (qingqing) scene, in the Moon Viewing Tower, he carried a cake, held flowers, opened the door of the box, Liu Ningbo stood at the door, and had a deep eye at the first sight. It turned out that everything was predestined in the dark, even if he always thought that Zhong Cuibai was his biological mother, he still fell in love with a girl who looked similar to his mother. Now, Fang Yiwei is sitting on the couch in the living room, holding the photo in one hand and Liu Ningbo's hand in the other. What happened to my mother to become a monk? How did the scars on my mother's face fall? When my mother was suddenly killed, who was the murderer of my mother?

Fang Yiwei felt that his mouth was dull.

"You must find out the murderer of your mother!" Zhong Cuibai told Fang Yiwei. Fang Yiwei nodded heavily.

"Actually, I've always suspected that the person did it. Xie Fan said with a deep groan.

"You mean your sister-in-law, Xie Ping's wife?" asked Liu Ningbo.

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