Okay, two servings of Sanling chicken, the guests at tables No. 1 and No. 5 of Tianzi want to take away. ”

Xiao Er sang and moved to another table.

Wang Zheng's little guard smiled and said, "Brother Li, didn't you also bring it back to make up for someone's body?" ”

This kid's ears actually got up smart, and Li Mo snorted: "You kid knows how to talk nonsense, save people and save people......... The girl's injuries never healed......... Go back and give more silver, if you have an appetite, ask Jishifang to stew some tonic things for her every day. ”

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After lunch, Li Mo walked towards Jishifang with a bamboo basket, none of those boys were willing to accompany him.

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The doctor in Jishifang and the people who grabbed the medicine already recognized him, and when they saw him come in, the people greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Li, come to see Miss Wang again, she has gone out and is standing on the hill at the back door." ”

"On the mountain?" Li Moyi said.

The doctor said: "Miss Wang's injuries are getting better quickly, and it is more beneficial to get up and move, but it is not good to lie down for a long time." ”

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The last meeting made Wang Mu uneasy, she couldn't sleep, and Li Moyi's words kept coming to her mind.

After that day, she began to secretly investigate Li Moyi.

She found it difficult to understand the man's words, but it gave her a feeling that she was about to fall apart, so she continued to investigate the man.

She felt like she couldn't fully understand what the man was saying.

Wang Mu had an impulse to get along with him, to get his attention, and to probe the mystery that filled his whole person.

She seemed terrified of what was going to happen next, and she seemed unable to avoid it.

In the day since the last meeting, Wang Mu has been thinking about what to say to him and how to express it.

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In the middle of the night, Wang Mu walked into his room and found that the person was sitting quietly at the table, wearing an ordinary knee-length gown, which hung down below the knee.

Seeing her come in, Li Moyi jumped up quickly and saluted her with his hands slightly together.

Wang Mu sat down and faced Li Moyi.

Li Mo saw that she was nervous, so he asked her to sit quietly.

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After a while, Wang Mu began to speak.

She had always been very confident, although she was a little hesitant at first, but she was soon able to start pouring out to Li Moyi what she had planned to say normally.

Wang Mu talks about how fulfilling her life is, her care for the less fortunate, her desire to climb high places, her tasks in collaborative activities, and her interest in the art of wonder.

She was completely immersed in her words and the impression she wanted to give Li Moyi.

After a while, she had a very uncomfortable feeling, as if the person in front of her was not paying attention.

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Wang Mu looked up and found that he was looking at him, there was a doubt in his eyes, and there was a deep exploration.

Wang Mu began to hesitate, so he gradually quieted down.

After a pause, Li Moyi said, "Last time I noticed you, when you were quiet, there was a deep sadness on your face. ”

Wang Mu forgot everything he wanted to say, except for the sadness in his heart, he forgot everything.

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She had always refused to let the pain surface, it was buried deep in her heart, and there was little chance for her to feel conflicted.

The thought of others possibly pitying and mourning her made her feel horrified, so she wrapped up the wound with a heavy act of radicalism.

She never spoke of her loneliness to anyone, not even herself.

However, in front of this silent stranger, all the masks were knocked off.

Wang Mu looked into his eyes, and from them she saw her own face.

Like a torrent that had been suppressed for a long time, her words began to spiral out of control.

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Recalling her childhood, Wang Mu was the shy and quiet of the three children, and she would be hurt if the adults in the family were a little stricter.

The rest of the family was white-skinned, but she was the only one with dark skin.

Few people paid attention to her, and she said that she should have actually been a boy.

At that time, Wang Mu lived in a large and dilapidated house, and she was often alone, and she liked to read those books that were not easy to understand from the storyteller next to the house.

She remembers sitting on a lonely wooden bench facing an old tree, listening intently to myths and stories such as fairies and monsters.

The storyteller was a white-bearded storyteller who was also a shoe mending tailor named Muddin, who sat on the street all day sewing shoes and only started telling stories in his spare time.

In the summer, the fan exudes a fragrance, and it is still fresh in my memory.

She also remembers walking with her maid, who often told her the names of various plants and flowers.

She never plays around, and she rarely plays with other children. She was afraid of her father, but she secretly admired him.

At the age of eleven, she began to change............

Growing up and being young is really intoxicating.

Riding horses and practicing martial arts, she began to crave to be loved, and she lived so eagerly that she was even ready to fully embrace her whole life.

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Afterward.

Wang Mu suddenly suffered from a certain illness that caused intense convulsions and blindness.

She remembered the anguish of being overwhelmed in the darkness and the hues churning in front of her eyes: sky blue, the colorful of the legendary canta bird, and the blue light of the flames.

Her brain was badly crushed by the convulsions of her body. To this day, she remembers the last remaining painful loneliness.

Later, in the blur, vision gradually recovered, and many gray spots gradually gathered and formed.

Her mind paused, and her confiding abruptly stopped.

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Wang Mu looked up at the strange stranger again.

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But the death of her beloved father quickly surfaced in her heart, and she felt a pang of unbearable heartache, and tears kept flowing out of her eyes.

She couldn't stop talking.

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Wang Mu talked about the many scars in life, the struggle for survival, and the growing cruelty and ruthlessness.

Her heart is becoming more and more aligned, her aggression and ambition are getting stronger, and she desperately needs to succeed.

Over the years, her brain, her heart, all of them have lost their interest. In the end, there was really a silence left.

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In front of Li Moyi, those long-forgotten pasts hidden in the darkness took shape and awakened again.

It seems that the person in front of him is like a mirror that reflects everything.

At this moment, in this mysterious realm, people have infinite power. So some of the things that have tormented her over the years have been said like this.

It was painful for her to say these things, but his listening was like a breeze and like a vast sea.

Just as she was crying loudly, Li Moyi suddenly said to her, "Have you seen the falling flower outside the house?" ”

Her mind was blank and a little overwhelmed.

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Wang Mu and Li Mo have been together for two hours.

When Li Mo left the room, her body seemed to be about to shatter, but a wonderful feeling was born.

She felt as if she had come into contact with something completely new, as if it had risen from a deep, distant place.

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In the next few days, Wang Mu was more eager to investigate that person secretly, inquiring about his origin, background, and experience, and began to think about what he said.........

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Li Mo walked all the way back, and as soon as he walked across the stone bridge, he saw Wang Zheng's little guards running over with shouts, Li Mo was stunned one by one, raised his eyes and looked behind them, but he didn't see anyone chasing, what's wrong?

"Brother Li, Brother Li, I've finally found you........." Wang Zheng's little guard ran out of breath and said, "Hurry up......... Hurry back to the residence......... The official residence of Tianlong Villa......... Better......... A lot of adults are waiting for you. ”

Li Mo was puzzled and said, "Wait for me?" What are you waiting for me to do? Didn't Lord Xie, the county magistrate, promise us a day off? Could it be......... Could it be that they heard something about me and wanted to dismiss me on the spot? ”

"No......... No, it's said that there was a murder, and those adults are waiting for you to solve the case. ”

Another little guard next to him gasped twice, and after calming down, he replied for Wang Zheng's little guard.

"Ah.........h

Li Moyi was dumbfounded, he was a small scribe in Liling City, and after coming to Tianlong Villa, he was nothing, could it be that so many people in Tianlong Villa and Beizhen Team Ma Si were all eating dry rice? Why did you arrest him and solve the case when there was a case?

He didn't know that since that day, Lu Mouda, the director of the Ma Division of the Beizhen team, was secretly taught a lesson by someone who broke into his home late at night, and since then the upper and lower members of the Tianlong Villa realm have known one thing.

That is, there is a little scribe named Li Taiping who is by no means simple, and he must not be offended, otherwise the consequences will be self-satisfied.

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No one knew that it was just a coincidence, the superior liked to pretend to be mysterious, and the people below liked to chase after the wind and shadows, so Li Taiping's story was soon spread to be divine, with eyebrows and eyes.

"I heard that Li Taiping was raised by a master since he was a child, and that master did not teach him the Four Books and Five Classics, but only taught him all kinds of miscellaneous studies, so he did not go to participate in the imperial examination, but became a little scribe, if not, how could he be so well-informed?"

"You don't know that, do you? I heard that Li Taiping has always been surrounded by immortal masters who secretly guide and protect him......... Maybe it's the world's number one master who lives in seclusion - Zhao Tianrui. ”

"It's all the old yellow calendar, you don't know as much as me, haha......... There is no doubt that Li Taiping has an extraordinary background, do you know? Someone checked him yesterday, and I heard that he was carrying a huge amount of money, not to mention that he had to have tens of thousands of taels of silver, if he didn't have a great background, how could he have so much silver? ”

Falsehoods are often more and more bizarre, more and more reasonable, everyone subconsciously conveys the news that everyone is interested in, and by the way, those unreasonable side details are erased or rationalized, under their intentional rendering, everything about Li Taiping is logical, and even the dazzling thing about his sudden wealth has become a matter of course.

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The emperor came here in person, the parade was free and happy, and the errands in the town did not know how to work, everyone was afraid that they would make a mistake in front of the emperor, and they would shrink back when they started to do things, and they wished that someone would help them do things, and it was best to have nothing to do with themselves, but at this time, there was a murder.

The 'no case' that everyone managed to maintain with great difficulty came to naught, and besides, this deceased person was not an ordinary person, but a person who had learned all his life.

The end of learning is set up in Kyoto of a school, both the division and the highest institution of dual identity, the students in it are all from a background, once the study is basically a grade, if the case drags on for a long time or is not done well, someone reports, it is a problem of losing the head.

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'No case' has come to naught, let alone hurt yourself because of this case, so no one is willing to take over after the case, seeing that Lord Xie is about to forcibly apportion, but there is a person who suddenly has an idea, he found the county official Lord Xie and said to him: "Lord Xie, isn't that Li Taiping known as having superb knowledge, in my opinion......... Wouldn't it be better to hand over this case to him? ”

Xie Qian, the imperial official of Tianlong Villa, was woken up by his words, and his heart suddenly became clear, and he hammered his right hand and left palm, and said: "Yes, if he successfully solves the case and we lose our burden, he will also be very happy......... Maybe we still have the merit of recommendation, if he can't solve the case, even the case that such a person can't solve, what's wrong with us not being able to solve it? ”

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As a result, Li Moyi was inexplicably recalled to the governor's mansion of Tianlong Villa, Xie Qian cordially received him, and gave him the glorious and arduous task of solving the case.

However, Li Moyi still fought for some rights and interests for himself: "My lord, since this case is entrusted to me, then I must be the main one, and I will personally inquire and even arrest all the personnel involved in this case, and ask my lord to arrange a few shrewd and capable guards and the best servants of Tianlong Villa to participate in solving the case." ”

"No problem, everything should be done as you want, you must solve the case as soon as possible, this case is very important........." Xie Qian said earnestly.

Seeing the strange gaze of the imperial official of Xie Cha County, Li Moyi suddenly understood, so it was like this......... The black pot carried him and sent him to ......... That's a really good calculation.........

Li Moyi took Wang Zhengxiao and a few other guards from Liling City, Tianlong Villa, and a servant to the place where the crime occurred.

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After a noisy market, we soon came to the rented place where the deceased lived.

There are tea shops, restaurants, restaurants, stalls, and storytelling venues in the bazaar, standing at the door of the deceased, you can hear the noisy shouting from the bazaar, and when you turn your head to see this noisy ground, Li Moyi can't help but say to the prefectural governor Bu who came to supervise the case: "My lord, is the deceased really a dead man?" Could it be that he hadn't heard the story of Meng's mother's three migrations? ”

Bu Zhenshan smiled and said: "That's just a donation, donate money to go to school and mix up a way out, how can you have the heart to really study, but there is no such noise here on weekdays, no, the 15th Lantern Festival has just passed, so there are more jugglers who sing operas." ”

"It turned out to be a second ancestor who spent money to buy a way out."

Li Moyi nodded suddenly.

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When he entered a small courtyard, a man of about thirty years old was lying in the middle of the house, lying on his back to the sky, and he was stabbed twice in the heart, and red stains flowed all over the ground.

The experienced servant quickly reported the cause of his death: "The deceased was stabbed twice in the heart, the knife hit the vital point, the first knife stabbed the lungs, and the second knife was pulled out and stabbed straight to the heart, resulting in the deceased being killed on the spot, the murderer's technique was skillful and quite cruel, judging from the color of the red stains, the deceased should have been killed before dawn, the deceased had fresh scratches on his face, suspected to be committed by the murderer, and there were scars on his arms and palms. ”

The deceased is a life, and it is a donation, that is, the identity bought with money, the family is a big family, Wang Zheng's little guards carefully avoided the red marks on the ground, and simply searched the house, but they did not find anything valuable.

Could it be that it is a burglary and a robbery?

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