At this moment, there was silence in Nandefang, and the people knelt on the ground, but their eyes changed from initial worship to shock. At first, they knelt down to welcome the living Buddha of their spiritual guru.

However, at the moment when he raised his eyes, he saw a man in white clothes descending from the sky. At this moment, it was the twilight season, and the fiery red clouds suddenly rose from the sky, coating the heavens and the earth with a warm and brilliant golden red. The man was dressed in white and snow, and the falling air currents rolled up his clothes and flew like blooming magnolia flowers. His complexion was different from the white of ordinary people, but at this moment he was contaminated with the warmth of heaven and earth, and he was as moist as jade. It fell like that, and it was perfect like a god. This scene has finally become a grand scene that the hearts of Yanjing believers can never forget, and no one can forget the beautiful face of the man under the golden sky at that moment.

Jun Qinglan has always been sober, although she admires the peerless elegance of the men around her, she will never fall under his perfect demeanor. When she landed steadily, she hooked the corners of her lips and said, "Your Royal Highness King Duan, everything is a misunderstanding." ”

Li Congyao only snorted lightly and did not speak. There was an undercurrent surging in the depths of the narrow phoenix eyes, as if waiting for Jun Qinglan's explanation.

"Master Miao, it's hard work." Jun Qinglan turned her head away, looked at Miao Youxin, who was stunned, and said hello.

"Jun Qinglan? His Royal Highness King Duan! Miao Youxin's lips moved for a long time before he completely recovered from the shock.

"Please Lord Miao first order his subordinates to evacuate the people, and let's borrow another step to speak?"

Miao Youxin nodded, glanced at Li Congyao to suppress the doubts in his eyes, and ordered his subordinates to settle the people gathered in the alley. Naturally, the people refused to disperse, and although they were a little farther away from them, they still looked this way. Fortunately, the stampede crisis has been completely lifted.

"Jun Qinglan." Miao Youxin sighed softly, and the look in his eyes couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad: "I found that wherever there is a murder, there must be you." ”

"Hehe, I'm helpless about such a coincidence." Jun Qinglan shrugged and smiled lightly. His eyes looked at Rong Han, and he patted him lightly on the shoulder with his bare hand: "You can step back." ”

Rong Han is also a dead eye, and until this time he was still blocking Miao Youxin's way. His intentions are obvious, if anyone wants to take Li Xueyi away, unless they step on his corpse.

Rong Han pursed his lips tightly, refusing to move.

Jun Qinglan sighed softly: "Leave the rest to me." ”

Rong Han glanced at Li Congyao, and finally slowly lowered his head and retreated behind the two. The murderous aura in his eyes has not diminished at all.

"I'm afraid there will be some misunderstanding about this matter today." Jun Qinglan looked at Li Xueyi and sighed in her heart.

Li Xueyi's face was pale, and there was no blood. She had the mind of a ten-year-old child, and her large, round eyes were as clear and clean as glass in the past. However, at this moment, there was no sparkle in those eyes, no sadness, no joy, only the fear that was about to disperse, suppressing all her mind. So much so that the lip flaps have lost their blood color, leaving only a faint touch of cherry color. The whole body trembled uncontrollably in this hot summer, and it seemed to be extremely cold.

Can such a person kill someone?

Jun Qinglan thinks that Li Xueyi does not have that ability.

However...... Her hands were covered in blood. The blood had dried up slightly, and a small snake-like twist of blood snaked on the back of her hand. Jun Qinglan didn't know what she had gone through, there would be so much blood left on her hands, and even the sleeves were stained with blood, which dried up and became dark brown mottled. Shocking.

"I heard that you are at home now, and today's case is very simple, so I won't trouble you."

"I'm not afraid of trouble at all." Jun Qinglan said it rightly, but in fact, she was very weak-hearted. There was a gentle smile on his face, and he looked at Miao Youxin: "Why don't we go to the scene again?" ”

Miao Youxin pursed his lips and did not move. He and Jun Qinglan have not been familiar with each other for a day or two, she has never been a nosy person, which time in the past was not his request for three urgings and four requests, and today he is so proactive...... He glanced at Li Congyao behind her, and suddenly a coldness came out of the soles of his feet, and he shuddered a little.

Duan Wang Ye has been staring at Dali Temple recently, is it true that the legend says that the emperor wants to do something to Dali Temple?

"Please." Miao Youxin's eyes immediately showed a trace of solemnity and gratitude, and he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to Jun Qinglan respectfully.

Jun Qinglan knew that he had misunderstood something when he looked at his style, but he didn't explain it. With Miao Youxin went to the inside of the alley. From beginning to end, she didn't mention half of Li Xueyi, and she was never worried that Dali Temple would take Li Xueyi away at this time. There is Rong Han guarding, no matter how you will not call her in danger. At this time, the most important thing is to find out the identity of the deceased and the cause of death.

"Who died?" Jun Qinglan opened his mouth without a match.

"The deceased's name is Fulai, and in order to welcome the arrival of the Zen master Du'e, Puning Temple invited some people to repair the temple. He was one of them. ”

Jun Qinglan recited Fulai's name several times in her heart, and such a name made people feel a little strange: "There are not many people with the surname Fu in our Northern Xia." ”

"This Fulai is in his early forties this year and lives in Dehuafang. In the past, he was an idle prank, and he spent four and a half days in the gambling house for four and a half days. ”

Jun Qing's blue eyes flashed: "Such a person, there should be a lot of people who offended before his death." How can you determine that the woman is the murderer? It doesn't look like it. ”

"If you tell me, it won't feel like it, but ...... When you see it on the spot, you have to believe it. ”

The two of them arrived at the scene of the crime without finishing their words. Miao Youxin personally stopped outside the scene, picked up the hemp rope with a warning yellow flag and invited Jun Qinglan to enter.

Jun Qinglan looked up at the house. This is a temporary place for workers to rest and settle down in Puning Temple, and the conditions are not like the courtyard where the laymen live, and it is very small. Standing outside, you can see through the situation in the house at a glance. Directly opposite the door was a long square table with a porcelain teapot on it, and only a teabowl was fastened on it. On the wall behind the table there is a small Buddhist shrine dedicated to the statue of Guanyin. In the small incense burner, only half of the incense sticks were burned, and there was no tribute. Leaning against the old wooden bed on the east wall of the room, a man lies on his back on the bed.

Jun Qinglan frowned when she entered the room with the pungent smell of blood. The floor of the house was paved with green bricks, and there were large dark brown patterns all over the floor. Jun Qinglan could see at a glance that those patterns were bloodstains. The green bricks are extremely absorbent, and the blood that falls on them is immediately sucked clean, leaving only those dark brown traces. Even so, it still makes people feel cold about this full of scars.

And the man on the bed......

Jun Qinglan took a hard breath after taking a look. The man actually ...... Shirtless and unclothed!!

"That's Fulai." Miao Youxin raised his hand and nodded to the bed: "The death is a little unsightly." When we found him, the woman was sleeping next to him. ”

"You say...... What the?! Jun Qinglan was completely shocked, and suddenly raised her head to face Fulai again.

Fulai is only in his forties, but his body has already been blessed. Coupled with loose skin, it looks like it's not as good as a drooping old man. He only wore a pair of obscene pants, which was supposed to be a blood-pumping scene, but this person's figure was really unsightly, so that life could not be a little charming.

"The wound is in his heart." Miao Youxin said softly.

Jun Qinglan nodded, she had already seen it. There was blood all over the place, and the smell of a room was actually ...... Just a little scar on the chest?

The wound was only the size of a lotus seed, and it was very deep, and it became a small black hole. Jun Qinglan squinted fiercely.

"I've checked Fulai's body." Miao Youxin said: "Except for the front heart, there are no side scars. The wound was small and deep, and it was wounded by a long, slender iron object with a sharp end. There wasn't even a candlestick in this room, and the only thing that could be used as a murder weapon was one thing. ”

"Hairpins." Jun Qinglan said slowly: "Only the bottom of a sharp women's hairpin can cause such traces. But....... ”

Jun Qinglan raised her eyes and looked at Miao Youxin: "Even if the women's hairpin is sharp, it is only an inch long, and it is far from reaching the human heart. Even if the injury is in the front of the heart, it is not critical. How could such a shallow wound that would soon coagulate after bleeding, so how could it cause bleeding more than death? ”

"It's incomprehensible." Miao Youxin frowned and said: "However, we searched the scene and did not find the second murder weapon that matched the wound, only this one." ”

He waved his hand behind him, and a member of the Dali Temple came over with a tray covered with a white cloth. Miao Youxin stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth. Jun Qinglan glanced down and frowned fiercely. On the tray is a woman's hairpin with begonia silk flowers. The stem of the hairpin is made of red gold, and the bottom end is thin and sharp. The golden hairpin is specially made in the shape of a branch, and with light pink begonia flowers, it is originally a very pleasing handicraft. Now it has lost its original color because it is stained with too much blood, and only a shocking bright red remains.

"The hairpin was in the woman's hand when it was found, and she was sleeping soundly beside Fu Lai."

Jun Qinglan pursed her lips and did not speak. Of course she knows this hairpin, it is Li Xueyi's. She has been wearing it since she hit the Duanwang Mansion yesterday. Looking at it now, it seems that the hairpin is indeed the murder weapon. However, such an easily obtained evidence, such an obvious murderer, makes people feel that it is too deliberate no matter how they look at it.

Jun Qinglan took the hairpin in her hand and looked at it and said, "Are you sure that she was sleeping when you found that woman?" ”

Miao Youxin nodded: "That's right." ”

Jun Qinglan suddenly raised her head: "Master Miao has handled so many cases in Dali Temple, when have you heard of a murderer who killed a person by cruel means." Can you still hold the murder weapon in your hand and sleep peacefully? ”

Miao Youxin pursed his lips: "That woman's mind doesn't seem to be a little clear. ”

Jun Qinglan squinted, just because of this Miao Youxin, she abandoned all suspicions and decided that Li Xueyi was the murderer?

Jun Qinglan took a deep breath, threw the hairpin of the begonia flower back into the tray and said slowly: "I want to re-autopsy!" ”