Fu Mingrui carefully recalled every detail of the scene, and suddenly gave birth to an intuition, which told him that it seemed that the murderer wanted to tell him something.

Therefore, this murderer, with great effort, arranged the scene and lured them to the eight doors. So what does this murderer want to tell him......

"Maybe Bai Zhankui wants to show that he is smart, or does he want to blame his daughter-in-law?" Zhao Cheng himself couldn't help laughing, because before the case was clear, the entire Baijia Town was saying that it was a bad daughter-in-law asking for her life. However, after laughing, he suddenly felt a little chill on the back of his neck, and his cold hair stood up.

Fu Mingrui was slightly surprised, blaming Bai Zhankui's daughter-in-law Yu Huanting?

However, Yu Huanting is already dead, and it doesn't make sense to blame a dead person. So what Zhao Cheng means is...... Blame a ghost! Because Bai Zhankui's case, in Fanggu Town, has always had another version.

Fu Mingrui Huo Ran got up, picked up all the files related to Bai Zhankui, and strode out.

Zhao Cheng was stunned: "My lord, where are you going with the file?"

"Nine gates. Fu Mingrui threw down two words and strode out of the study door. However, he immediately paused, looked at the high wall opposite, and twisted his eyebrows, and his face could not help but turn red.

Zhao Cheng was a little surprised when he heard that Fu Mingrui was going to Jiumen. They seem to be a bit diligent in going to Jiumen recently......? Is it because of that Lotus girl?

When Ma Guanqun was on trial, their group of people saw the true face of Miss Lian's Lushan. Although it is not beautiful and eye-catching, the momentum that Miss Lian does not have in the public court, and her wisdom, are indeed impressive.

The adults in their family like smart women, so this lotus may be the one in their hearts.

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but laugh evilly, but when he came out, he saw his family standing in the courtyard looking at the wall separated from the nine gates, and couldn't help but ask knowingly: "My lord, do you want to discuss with Miss Lian?"

Fu Mingrui looked at the wall and began to wring his eyebrows, the nine doors made him always feel stunned, that door, he really didn't want to enter again.

He turned his face to look at Zhao Cheng: "Go, bring the ladder." ”

Zhao Cheng was stunned, what's the matter? Their family, this is to climb the wall?!

This box Zhao Cheng went to move the ladder, and the nine-door fat Buddha and others had already taken their luggage, pushed open any door, and went out one by one.

Sanniang also asked for a key, and there was a place she had always wanted to see. But since she came to Jiumen, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and there is no leisure, and that place has become the day she dreams back every night.

Lianyou's folding door can be said to have followed her wish in the Nine Gates for so many years.

"My lord, I'll come back tomorrow, there are little Rinko and Yoyo in the Nine Gates, and it should be fine. Before Sanniang left, she explained seriously.

Yao Guangren's face rarely showed a look of seriousness and emotion: "Go, hey......" Yao Guangren let out a long sigh, and there was no further words.

Sanniang saluted Yao Guangren and pushed the door open, but a gust of sea breeze blew in, pouring into this corridor with the smell of sea, and after Sanniang left, it was still surrounded for a long time.

Lian Youyou came from the secret door of the cloister and smelled the air in the cloister: "Yo, who went to the beach here?"

"Sanniang. Yao Guangren said, his eyes were slightly obscene, "Uh...... It's been a long time since I've been to see Abbot Jihyun, so I'm going to see him. After Yao Guangren finished speaking, he hurriedly opened the door as if he was a thief, jumped out, and quickly closed the door, his body was as agile as a rabbit.

Lian Youyou glanced at it with disgust: "Cut, at first glance, it is to go to an indecent place, sneaky, and a lover." Hum. Lian Youyou smiled evilly, pushed open the door, and it was the small backyard of Jiumen.

Behind her, the little lettuce was already following closely. The quiet little lettuce is now more sticky than He Shiqi.

At this time, the workers in the front yard had already repaired it completely, and saluted Rin Tingjun who had a cup of tea after dinner in the hall: "My lord, we have finished it, can you take a look?"

Rin Tingjun is holding a teacup in his hand, his eyelids are half drooping, this is full and ready to sleep!

The worker stood under the sun, and for a long time did not see the echo of the thunderbolt, but only saw him sitting there as if he were frozen. If it weren't for the gentle fluttering of the water vapor in the glass in his hand, he would have thought it was a wax figure sitting there.

"Let's go, let's go. "Fortunately, Lian Youyou came out.

When the workers finally replied, they immediately packed up their things and left. Although autumn is about to begin, there are still autumn tigers in autumn, so the sun is still fierce, and no one wants to stand under this hot day for a little longer.

Lian Youyou walked up to Rin Tingjun, tilted her face to look at Rin Tingjun for a while, and laughed.

Rin Tingjun still didn't react, holding the teacup in his hand, his eyes half-lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Little lettuce, you sit here, I'll go get the book and come out. Lian Youyou pressed the little lettuce next to Rin Tingjun, "Look at your brother Rin, don't really fall asleep, your face falls on the table." ”

Rin Tingjun's eyelashes trembled slightly, but the light of his eyes remained unchanged.

"Got it, Sister Yoyo. Little Lettuce reached out and groped for Rin Tingjun's body, leaning slightly against his side, becoming quiet.

Lian Youyou entered Yao Guangren's study again, opened the mechanism familiar with the door, stood in front of the Eight Heavenly Machine Instruments, raised his lips and smiled: "I didn't expect you to be really in the Nine Gates, okay, find me someone." ”

Lian Youyou stretched out his right hand, spread out his palm and slowly lowered the lotus heart water. The clear water surface reflected the back of her hand, and the light of Lotus Youyou's hand flashed, and it was actually a light lotus slowly blooming.

She turned over the back of her hand, and the light lotus was facing the lotus heart pond: "Qiankun heaven and earth, yin and yang are mutual, the door of shadows, open!"

When he landed, the entire Celestial Machine Instrument trembled, and the water in the center of the lotus flower shook rapidly, splashing in all directions. The eight petals began to retract around the lotus heart one by one, and the eight statues were reflected in the water, and the water surface was like a mirror, reflecting the eight statues, as if there were eight of them under the water!

The eight golden bodies put their hands together at the same time, and the golden light suddenly appeared under their feet, shooting at the lotus heart in a volley, and the beams of golden light were also reflected under the water surface.

Sixteen beams of golden light converged in the lotus heart, and the seven-hole lotus heart suddenly shot out a beam of glow, shining on the body of Lotus Youyou, and Lotus Youyou gradually shrank in the glow, and was sucked into the lotus heart by the glow.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that Lian Youyou was already standing on the heart of the seven-hole lotus, and every lotus hole in front of him was as big as a cave.

Lianyou stood in front of the seventh hole, only to hear the sound of "clang", and a long staircase appeared in the air. Lian Youyou held the light lotus in his hand, raised his lips and lifted his skirt and walked in slowly.

The water of the entire golden lotus became quiet, and the calm and clear water suddenly appeared the reflection of the lotus walking on the steps! However, on the golden lotus, the figure of the lotus was long gone.

The upside-down lotus is long, with a little golden light in the palm of his hand, like a lantern man in the dark night, step by step, step by step, slowly going down, walking towards the deep darkness.