Later, I met him a few more times. Twice, still outside the green building, he was arguing with the old bustard in the green building.

That road is the road we often take when we return home.

The old bustard was really annoyed with him, so he called a few turtle men to come out and bombard him away, but he still didn't hide, and scuffled with a few turtle boys, but he was still blindly beaten.

Even if he saw me, he wouldn't beg me to save him, and he would smirk at me while being punched and kicked.

Gradually, I also began to like this young little eunuch. ”

The two sat in the car, and Guo Yu slowly told Xian Yuyan the story of when he and Yu Nuohai first met.

"Why does a little eunuch keep running to the Qinglou? No wonder the old bustard and the turtle men annoy him. Xian Yuyan muttered indifferently.

"Ugh. I rescued him, but he just smiled at me as usual and ran away! Once, I was really curious, so I invited him to Xiaoxianju for dinner.

I thought I could ask something, but he was very young and very strict-mouthed. only said that his parents were gone, helpless, and was discovered by an old eunuch, so he followed him as a little eunuch, and did not mention the trouble in front of the Qinglou.

Many times, when I went home and passed by the green building, I met him there, either arguing with someone or being beaten.

Sometimes, I just don't care about him, he smirks at me, I also have fun with Le, continue to play weird, and when he sees me afterwards, he doesn't say anything weird. ”

"Ahh

But I haven't had much contact, and then the An Lushan rebellion broke out, and my father defected to the crown prince who ascended the throne in Lingwu, which is the current emperor. Our family moved to Wanzhou to avoid trouble. Since then, I haven't seen him again.

After the recovery of Chang'an, we moved back to the old house in Chang'an.

Later, wandering around, I found that the Qinglou was still there, An Lushan's army attacked, and many people in the city had no time to escape, and a place like the Qinglou, even if it was occupied by the rebels, there would always be a means to survive. The rough northern barbarians, when they came to Chang'an, probably needed the enjoyment of these sensual dogs and horses.

Still like before the war, I would often walk that street home, passing by the green building, but I never saw the slender little eunuch again.

Back in Chang'an, more than a month has passed.

One night, when the curfew had just been beating, I was on my way home from a drink when I heard a rush of gongs in front of me.

It's a fire alarm. I walked a few steps quickly, and suddenly saw the fire in front of me, and when I got closer, I found that it was the green building on the side of the road.

It was a brick and timber building, four stories high. A fire lit up on each floor, and the flames kept coming out of the windows like dragons and snakes.

Inside the building, there were even more miserable screams, men and women, screaming like heartbreaks, although they could not see the situation inside, but they could imagine that it was a hell of fire.

Outside the building, there were neighbors watching, and there were also disheveled men and women, who seemed to be guests and girls in the green building.

Upstairs, there were people jumping down all over the fire, and most of the people who jumped down died on the spot.

People were afraid of being hit by the fire man who jumped down, so in front of the building, an arc-shaped open space was vacated.

I beat my horse and walked closer, and my face was sore from the firelight, and I was so drunk that I was groggy.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed a man at the front of the crowd, who seemed not afraid of the flames, nor the people who were burning upstairs jumping down, he was standing two steps further than most people.

The man was tall and thin, just dressed as a eunuch, and looking at the clothes, the grade was not low.

As he grew taller, his sunken cheeks gradually plumped, and I concluded that he was the little eunuch who was often beaten in front of this green building.

As if sensing something, he turned his head and saw me too, as usual, hey, he made a fool of himself, turned around again, looked up at the top of the building, and looked up.

When he looked at the high-rise buildings like the hell of fire and listened to the endless screams, he still had a smile on his face.

I swayed past the crowd and saw him with a scimitar at his waist.

After a long time, I don't know what he went through.

was promoted, practiced martial arts, a eunuch, and was equipped with a sword.

I watched for a while, and the heat of the fire made my wine stronger and stronger, and my head became more and more dizzy, and I withdrew from the crowd with a rein, and made a detour back to the house.

Not long after the burning of the Qinglou, he came to me, it was dusk, and it happened that I was also at home that day.

That was the first time he took the initiative to come to me, and he asked me out, and he invited me back at Xiaoxianju, where I had invited him to drink. ”

"He burned that Qinglou?" Xian Yuyan interrupted Guo Yu and asked.

"I don't know, I didn't ask, and he didn't say. ”

"I think he must have burned it. "Xian Yu Yan Yi Nu mouth.

"Hahahaha, but you're guessing after all. What, you're going to arrest him?" Guo Yu laughed.

"Ugh. The case back then, strange to say, we inquired several times, there were no suspicious clues, and later after several forced questioning, the bustard actually admitted that it was himself and a turtle male, in the room, accidentally knocked down the candle, ignited the curtain, and then ignited the fire. There were really no other clues, so the case was closed accordingly. Unexpectedly, there is such a person behind it. ”

"Oh, isn't the bustard dead?" Guo Yu wondered.

"Did the bustard mess with you?

"What do you think, Yu Nuohai has argued with the Qinglou gang several times, and if he has a grudge, he will naturally have a grudge with the old bustard. Assuming that he set the fire, how could he let the bustard escape?" Guo Yu reasoned.

"Ahh Isn't this Yu Nuohai a very strange person?"

"He's always been a very strange person!"

"What did he say when he invited you to drink?" asked Xian Yuyan.

"I drank wine for a long time, from dusk until curfew, and I talked a lot. But it didn't seem to say anything. ”

"After talking for so long, and not saying anything? Xian Yuyan patted her stomach and asked.

At first, he did it first and said thank you. Then he said, his name is Yu Nuohai—"

"Wait, wait, you only knew his name was Yu Nuohai at that time?" Xian Yuyan couldn't help but interrupt Guo Yu again.

"It was at that time that he told me that his name was Yu Nuohai. ”

Xian Yuyan understood the meaning of Guo Hua's words, that is, Guo Wu was not sure that the name Yu Nuohai was his original name, and many people became eunuchs, which would hinder the face of their ancestors, and they would change their surnames and names.

Xian Yuyan listened to Guo Yu continue, "Later, he said that he followed Master Li Fuguo and entered the prosecutor's hall, and with a saber, no one would dare to bully him casually anymore, and after speaking, he patted the knife on his waist as if showing off. ”

"Is that the scimitar he has hanging on his waist now?" Xian Yuyan still grabbed it.

"Well, it's now, shark skin scabbard, copper gilt knife, scabbard is also copper gilt hoop, look at him in his hand, I like it very much, that is a very luxurious thing for him. I thought he loved the scabbard more than the blade that kept him from being bullied. ”

"So, he didn't pull it out in front of you and slash it a few times?"

"Nope. Later, we talked about some Chang'an's customs and changes, and talked for a long time, but he was still a mystery!"

Half an hour later, the carriage arrived outside Guiyifang, and the two paid the carriage fare, got off and walked.

"Are you sure you can find any clues?" Xian Yuyan still had reservations about Yu Nuohai's words.

"Yes. When I was investigating Bian Lingcheng, I was here before. ”

"As far as you said, that time in Yongfu Beitianfang, those two people surnamed Yu and Song?"

"yes. That night, outside Jinju City, two groups of people were fighting, the leader of the white-headed belt, one was called Yu Guilin, and the other was Matsushitafeng. Whether it is the voice, the body shape, and the perception of my meta-consciousness, they must be the two people I met when I first visited the hospital. At first, I only knew their surnames, and thanks to the Shadowless Swordsman shouting, I knew their names. ”

"You don't think of the Shadowless Knife Artist anymore as Yunuohai?"

"Wouldn't it be better to put aside this matter first and wait for him to come to light?" Guo Yu turned his head and smiled at Xian Yuyan.

In the Tang Dynasty, most of the sick houses were funded and maintained by the government and temples, and it was better if good men and women, officials and businessmen came to help with money and goods.

Xian Yuyan pretended to be a doctor, Guo Yu pretended to come to give alms of money, and easily entered Yongfu Beitianfang.

Xian Yuyan does have some medical skills, but I don't know the depth.

The ward is full of orphans and elderly people left behind during the war, some of whom have been helped by Ximing Temple, or who have simply grown up in the ward, taking care of them in it.

Guo Hua donated thirty taels of silver to the head of the ward, and then helped Xian Yuyan to diagnose and treat some people in the ward.

There are several courtyards in front and back of the ward, and every room is full of people, and every room is old, weak, sick and disabled, and there is no special arrangement.

Guo Hua and Xian Yuyan also took advantage of this, walking in step by step, constantly asking people, whether they were paralyzed in bed or in good health, they all looked at it and asked about it, which was a routine examination.

In the ward, most of them are like this, one or two people in charge, a few helpers, a few doctors, in the war season, there are more old, weak, sick and disabled, and everyone is a little too busy. From all of this, there is nothing special about it.

Because it is necessary to diagnose and treat people, it is also very convenient to observe, and you can see clearly inside and outside the house, up and down, left and right.

Oh! I couldn't see any clues? That night, I saw that the two of them were here, the yard was the same yard, the room was the same room, how could they be so flawless?

The two of them were a little tired, and stood in the courtyard with their waists crossed, glanced at each other, and didn't say anything.

Just when the two of them were standing, a voice came from a room: "Amitabha, the two donors, you have worked, come in and rest!"

It turned out that in the last row of houses, there was a small Buddhist hall in the middle, in which a monk made offerings to Nyorai and Guanyin.

It is indeed a good thing that there are Buddhist halls built here in Ximing Temple, and there are monks leading everyone to chant scriptures, which can also eliminate the resentment in everyone's hearts.

It is probably to leave more space for orphans and the elderly, so the Buddhist hall is very small, and only enshrines more than two feet of Rulai, and more than one foot and five inches of Guanyin. On the small table, there are three plates of dried fruits, candles are burned on both sides, and on the ground is an iron doodle the size of a basin, in which incense is burned.

The one who shouted the two was the monk in this Buddhist hall.

In Chang'an City, it is common for some well-intentioned officials and businessmen to donate money and bring good doctors from outside to consult the orphans and elderly in the ward. Therefore, it was not surprising that the monks in the temple saw them acting, and when they saw that they were tired, they beckoned them to come in and drink a cup of tea and rest.

"The two donors have a heart. Drink a cup of tea here!" The monks saluted, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a string of Buddha beads hanging on Guo Hua's right wrist, knowing that it was a lay disciple, he bowed deeply and recited Amitabha Buddha again.

"Master bothered!" The two entered and saw that there were several futons in the Buddhist hall, so they picked them up and sat down, and the monk served tea.

"The two donors, I don't know which kind person it is, so that the monks can chant more in front of the Buddha!" asked the monk with a compassionate face, folding his palms.

Officials seek to be promoted, businessmen seek to make a fortune, these good men and women, even if they have a heart, every time they come, they also ask the Buddha, and the monk asks like this, which is also a courtesy.

"Oh, my family's surname is Guo, and I do some porcelain business in Dongshi!" Guo took a sip of tea and said half-truths to the Buddha and Guanyin in the hall, hoping that the Buddha and Guanyin would not be blamed.

"Oh, it turned out to be Guo Shizhu! Seeing that the donor is also a believer, I really have a heart, there were not necessarily two of them in the past, don't blame the monk for being rude!" The monk has always been very polite.

Guo Yu and Xian Yuyan talked slowly with the monk, occasionally looking around, but they didn't see anything unusual.

After taking a closer look, I found that there was something strange about the iron ding. The tripod is made of mixed iron, which is very heavy, and naturally it will not shake the position because of a few pillars of incense inserted on weekdays.

But at the moment, this bulky iron tripod seems to have traces of being moved, and it is often rotated, not only there are obvious friction marks under the feet of the three tripods, but even the square bricks laid below have been ground out of three extremely regular trajectories. It seems that people often turn it in the same direction, and turn it back.

But there is nothing strange about this iron tripod itself, there is only one "10,000" symbol on the belly of the tripod, which is also cast in one piece, and the ears are also cast in one piece. Could it be that in the back?

After making up his mind, Guo Hua said that he had been bothering for a long time, and beckoned Xian Yuyan to leave, and before leaving, he asked the monk for a stick of incense. And that's right.

Guo Hua lit the incense, shook out the flames, and after a few bows, he stepped forward and inserted the incense into the incense ashes that had accumulated for a long time in the iron ding.

Ding is not high, when he enters the incense, he has to lean down, I saw him leaning forward slightly, and when he got up, he took the opportunity to take a step towards the back of Ding, and the runes behind Ding were clearly seen in his eyes.

Guo Hua was taken aback, the pattern behind the iron tripod of this Buddhist hall is very unusual.