Speaking of family ugliness, Zhu Chengchun was a little embarrassed, and was silent for a long time, Shen Yan asked him, "What does Mrs. Ling like to do on weekdays?" ”

Zhu Chengchun thought for a while, "It's nothing special, it's just embroidery, settling accounts, and worshipping the Buddha......"

Buddha? Ling Suwan's heart was shocked, "Dare to ask Lord Zhu, which temple does Mrs. Ling go to to worship Buddha on weekdays?" ”

"As far as I know, it should be Jiyun Temple, I heard that there is a very spiritual prayer, and the incense is extremely prosperous......"

Jiyun Temple again!

Is this a coincidence, or a clue?

The group left the Zhu Mansion and returned to Dali Temple, and before they could sit down, Ling Suwan hurriedly took out the file and looked at it carefully.

She was anxious to verify what she had in mind.

"The girl of Lanfang Pavilion, Ding Baozhu, the daughter of tea merchant Ding Wang, and the wife of Zhu Chengchun, the three deceased have different identities and appearances, and on the surface, they seem to have nothing to do with each other, but ......" She pointed to a certain place on the file, raised her head and said to Lu Yuan and Shen Yan: "In addition to using the same kind of balm, they also have one thing in common. They all went to the same place before they died, Jiyun Temple. ”

Jiyun Temple is located in the vicinity of Qixia Peak outside the city, surrounded by mountains and mountains, and covered with green trees.

At this time, it is the turn of spring and summer, the climate is warm, and the mountains are full of flowers, which is beautiful. Tourists and pilgrims come one after another, and there is an endless stream.

The carriage came to a slow stop at the foot of the mountain.

In the car, Ling Suwan looked at Grandpa Lu, who was leaning crookedly on the wall of the carriage and still napping with his eyes closed, with a helpless face.

This guy is always like this, as soon as he sits down, he dozes off, and he doesn't know what he did at night, so he lacks sleep.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency." She whispered twice.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes and did not move.

Looking at the past from Ling Suwan's perspective at the moment, there are two good-looking sword eyebrows, a tall and resolute nose bridge, thin lips that are gently pursed, and a chin with a perfect curvature.

It's a flawless face, perfect everywhere, and you can't fault anything.

Ling Suwan carefully studied Lu Yuan's handsome face as if she had studied the humanoid skin masks before.

It was a little itchy to look at, and just as she stretched out her fingers to sneak a touch of his graceful chin, the closed eyes on that face suddenly opened.

Clear as a star, deep as the sea.

Ling Suwan was stunned for a moment.

Lu Yuan looked down, glanced at the fingers in front of him, sat up straight, yawned without any image, stretched his waist, and said angrily: "Little Tanzi, why don't you wake up the master when you arrive?" ”

Ling Suwan pretended to be casual and withdrew her fingers, admitting her mistake: "I'm sorry, my lord, you woke up just when I didn't want to call you." ”

"Okay, okay, don't get out of the car soon." Lu Yuan took the lead in lifting the curtain of the carriage and jumped out of the carriage neatly.

Ling Suwan's hand injury had not healed, and her movements to get out of the car were a little slower.

Today I changed to a carriage, the wheels were higher, she stood on the carriage, weighed it, and was about to jump down, when she heard Lu Yuan snort, and then stretched out her hand in front of her, "Huh." ”

How? Is this to hold yourself on?

Ling Suwan looked at him, she was simply flattered, and she was a little hesitant for a while.

"What are you doing in a daze," Lu Yuan glared at her, and shouted in a rough voice very impatiently: "How long do you want your master to wait for you?" ”

"Yes, sir." Ling Suwan secretly rolled his eyes, and the inexplicable emotions of surprise, hesitation, and emotion that had just emerged disappeared in an instant, and he jumped out of the carriage with his arm.

The two of them went straight to Jiyun Temple on the mountain.

Qixia Peak is not very high, and after walking for less than a quarter of an hour, I saw the mountain gate of Jiyun Temple.

Today is the day of rest, the climate is pleasant and suitable for walking, there are more people who come to incense than in the past, only to see the pilgrims in the temple are like weaving, the cigarette smoke is swirling, and it is very lively.

In order to avoid startling the snake, they did not reveal their identities or make a noise, but only pretended to be ordinary tourists and walked around at will.

Jiyun Temple occupies an area that is not very large, bypassing the wide Daxiong Treasure Hall in front, separated by a release pool, which is the wing room where the monks in the temple live.

The east and west rows of the wing room are built side by side, and in the middle is a small patio aisle.

In the past, it is the martial arts training ground, and the two rows of weapons on the field are lined up in unison, which is the place where the monks in the temple practice martial arts on weekdays.

Ling Suwan walked all the way, looking carefully all the way, but did not find anything suspicious.

After a while, in the distance, I saw a small novice walking from the empty martial arts training ground.

Lu Yuan motioned to Ling Suwan, and the two retreated to the corner and found a hidden place to hide.

The little novice slowly approached, passing the corner where they were hiding, and then gradually moving away.

Coming out of the corner, Ling Suwan looked down at the ground to identify it carefully, and suddenly squatted down again to confirm it again and again.

"Little Tanzi, what did you find?"

Ling Suwan got up and said to Lu Yuan: "My lord, there is an unknown smell on the sole of this little novice, and there is a certain ingredient in that balm...... Unanimous. ”

"So what are you waiting for, keep up with him." Lu Yuan made a decision immediately.

Without further ado, the two of them acted immediately, following the footsteps of the little novice with the smell left on the soles of his shoes.

Crossing a slope, passing a mountain trail, and crossing an overgrown pile of rocks, in front of which is a deep forest.

At the entrance, there is a stone tablet with the word "forbidden land" written on it.

"He entered the forbidden place in the temple." Ling Suwan and Lu Yuan glanced at each other.

Lu Yuan didn't hesitate, "Whatever he forbids, go in and have a look." ”

Hehe, you are a master of art and bold, this girl and I are just an ordinary person, I don't know how to do light skills and martial arts, what if I encounter danger inside?

Ling Suwan secretly scolded herself, but when she turned around, she saw that Lu Yuan had already crossed the stone tablet, so she had to grit her teeth and follow.

The inside of the dense forest was very dark, and there was no bottom in sight. I don't know how many years this forest has been, and the branches and leaves are layered on top of each other, luxuriant like a dense and opaque curtain, blocking the light from the outside world.

Ling Suwan followed closely behind Lu Yuan, not daring to fall a step. Fortunately, Lu Yuan seemed to be confident, and his steps were calm all the way, not in a hurry.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a bright light appeared in front of me.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The darkness in the depths of the jungle made her helpless, frightened, and reminded her of that night of desperate escape in the pouring rain.

Witnessing the tragic death of her relatives in front of her, with no way out, and a sharp knife behind her, she was in a dilemma of life and death, and duckweed was helpless.

The road to escape is difficult and slim, and the road to redress grievances is unexpected. But she doesn't want to live, she only wants the truth.

Let the souls of the unjustly killed parents and brothers rest in peace...... The truth.

Out of the dense forest, Lu Yuan glanced back, only to find that Ling Suwan was sweating on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

"Hey, little charcoal, you can't be scared, right?" Lu Yuan asked with some puzzlement.

On weekdays, I don't see this little flower so timid, but a forest that is a little denser and darker, is actually afraid of being like this?