It's a clear sky again, and the clear sky makes people feel comfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBut Xiao Han only felt grief. Today is the day of my parents' funeral.

Early in the morning, the monks of the monastery get up to prepare. The coffin was carried to the inside of the Buddha hall for transcendence, and Master Ling Bo sat on the ground, wearing a clean robe, reciting the scriptures in his mouth, and the disciples next to him reverently mourned in silence at the coffin. Xiao Han knelt in front of the coffin and bowed his head to pray for blessings, tears couldn't help but flow down again, Lan Feng on the side secretly glanced at Xiao Han, his mood suddenly became solemn, and his eyes were also flushed and bowed his head to pray for blessings. Xin Peng next to Lan Feng was stupid and didn't pray for blessing, he didn't know what it meant to pray for blessing, but he didn't show a smile either, he was still clear about the surrounding atmosphere, Xin Peng just looked left and right, and his face was also dignified.

After the overtime, Master Ling Bo got up and motioned for his disciple to lift the coffin. Sixteen disciples carried the coffin towards the cemetery, with Xiao Han and Master Ling Bo walking in front. Xiao Han wore linen and wore filial piety with a big red embroidered umbrella in his hand, Lan Feng and Xin Peng walked on both sides of the coffin to scatter paper money, and the whole team moved slowly.

The sun in the sky is even more dazzling, the breath of spring has fully arrived, and the vegetation on the roadside has turned green. The funeral procession walked into the cemetery, the grave had been dug by the monks of the temple in advance, and watching the spade by shovel bury the coffin, Xiao Han finally howled and cried, his crying legs were no longer steady, and the blue wind was supporting Xiao Han on the side, and his eyes were moist. Master Ling Bo recited scriptures with his eyes closed to the tomb, and Xin Peng helped the monk bury the coffin.

After the funeral, Xiao Han was reluctant to leave, and Master Ling Bo motioned for everyone to disperse, so Xiao Han was here to keep filial piety. Lan Feng walked a few steps and glanced back at Xiao Han, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. Lan Feng didn't go far, leaning against the willow tree not far away and looking at Xiao Han. At this time, Xiao Han knelt in front of the grave and cried bitterly, his voice was hoarse.

Xiao Han knelt like this until the evening, and Lan Feng walked over to help Xiao Han up. "Let's go back." Blue Wind said gently.

Xiao Han was still sobbing, his eyes were already swollen from crying, and he stood up with difficulty, and Lan Feng helped Xiao Han walk back to the temple.

Back at the temple, Xiao Han's mood had calmed down a lot. "What are your plans for the future?" Lan Feng asked Xiao Han.

"I want to find out the cause of my father's death, and my father's death was so unjust." Xiao Han replied.

"Okay, we'll go back to the city early tomorrow morning, starting with the Su family." Lan Feng said firmly.

"Thank you for helping me so much." Xiao Han was very comforted when he heard that Lan Feng wanted to help.

"I just can't get used to the official who oppresses the people, tell me your name, my name is Lan Feng."

"My name is Xiao Han, and I was born in the cold winter of Layue."

The weather is still very cold at night in spring, the door of the Buddhist hall is never closed, the conditions of the temple are limited, and the guests who stay overnight are resting on the ground of the Buddhist hall. Lan Feng was afraid that letting Xiao Han stay by himself would make her cry because she missed her parents, so she talked to Xiao Han like this, and the two fell asleep late at night.

Early the next morning, the three of them came to the city. Approaching the Su family, the three of them didn't know how to get in, and Lan Feng proposed to sneak in secretly at night. Xiao Han took Lan Feng and Xin Peng to his house and stayed until the night.

The three of them came to Xiaohan's house. Xiaohan's house is located in the south of the capital facing the suburbs, which is a slum area, and all the houses are thatched houses, which are very simple, and the buildings in the center of the city seem to be very incompatible. The yard of Xiaohan's house is very small, there is almost no open space in front of the house, and there is a small plot of land behind the house for growing vegetables. The three of them walked into the house, Xiao Han looked at his home, and the thoughts of his parents came up again, Lan Feng saw that Xiao Han was not in the right mood, and hurriedly spoke to dispel Xiao Han's sadness.

Lan Feng suddenly thought of a question, "Xiaohan, where is the jar for my mother to drink pesticides?" ”

Xiao Han was taken aback, "I don't know, when I found my mother the morning before yesterday, I didn't seem to see the jar of pesticides." ”

Lan Feng said with a solemn expression: "Do you have the impression that there are pesticides at home?" ”

Xiao Han was even more puzzled when he heard this, "Our family is doing odd jobs for the landlord's family, how can there be pesticides." ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, and immediately understood something.

"Since there are no pesticides in your house, and your mother committed suicide in the middle of the night, if your mother goes out to look for pesticides in the middle of the night, she should be able to hear it in your room, right?" Lan Feng said even more puzzled.

"I must have heard it, I remember missing my father that night, and then I fell asleep before I knew it, could it be that my mother went out while I was asleep?"

"Even if you fall asleep, you won't sleep very deeply, in the past two days in the Buddha hall I found that you sleep very softly, a little sound you can wake up, the mother will inevitably open the door when she goes out, see this door is so dilapidated, it will make a loud noise." Blue Wind said as he opened the door and closed it again, the door creaking and rattling.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Han glanced at Lan Feng in shock.

Lan Feng walked into Xiao Han's room and walked directly to the back window. "This window is thick paper, if you guessed correctly......" Lan Feng said as he fumbled through the paper window. Look, there's a tiny hole, and if you're not mistaken, someone must have blown smoke into your room through the paper window that night, and you fell asleep. ”

"Could it be that my mother was also killed?" Xiao Han's mood has fluctuated.

"Quite possibly. First of all, there are no pesticides at home, and even if there are no pesticides, there should be a container with pesticides next to them after drinking pesticides and committing suicide; Secondly, this tiny hole in the paper window can't think of any other possibility than someone blowing drugs into the house, let's see if there is such a hole in the window of your parents' room, if there is, then you can be sure. With that, the three of them came to Xiao Han's parents' room, and Lan Feng groped carefully on the paper window.

As expected, there are also such tiny holes in the windows of Xiao Han's parents' rooms, which further concludes that Xiao Han's mother was also killed by him.

"The only doubt now is why the prisoner didn't do anything to you." Lan Feng said very suspiciously.

Xiao Han shed tears again on the side, squatting on the ground and crying.

"Let's go to Su's house at night, I can go with Xinpeng and eavesdrop on the situation in their yard, Xiaohan is waiting for us at home."

"No, I'm going too, I must find out the cause of my parents' deaths myself." Xiao Han said sadly.

Lan Feng couldn't resist Xiao Han, so he had to agree.

Things are always contrary to wishes. The three of them came to the Su family at night and found that the Su family was guarded by family members all around, and there were no dead ends.

The three of them walked back disappointed, and when they approached Xiao Han's house, they found that the neighbors were shouting to put out the fire, and the three of them looked forward, wasn't it Xiao Han's house that was on fire! The three of them hurriedly quickened their pace and ran forward. At this time, Xiao Han's home has been engulfed in fire, the raging fire is like the flames of hell engulfing Xiao Han's heart, at this moment Xiao Han's heart has been completely crushed, she doesn't know who must treat her like this, why let herself live so sadly, why not kill herself, it is better to go with her parents than to be so painful.