The two Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Yin Si found nothing, and Lin Longfeng was also a little depressed when he said goodbye to them.

Today is the seventh and a half months, and all the way there are candles and incense from the people worshipping their ancestors. Hu Yanjin on the carriage was also a little depressed.

Hua Qiao once heard him say that his mother died when he was born, and he thought that he was also touched by the scene, remembering the mother he had never met. Hua Qiao only quietly put her hand in his palm and accompanied him to be silent.

When I returned to Huyanjin Mansion, the round moon was already hanging on the top of the pomegranate tree, illuminating the courtyard clearly. Both of them silently returned to their rooms.

After a while, when Hua Qiao came to knock on Yanjin's door, he was still sitting in the room, thinking about his father's life, thinking about his own life.

"Senior brother, come here."

The buckwheat in front of Hu Yanjin has changed into women's clothes, and the long hair that has just been washed is only loosely tied with a red ribbon, without a bead or hairpin, but it is full of the charm of the little daughter.

His steps were light, and he just let her pull him out.

Under the pomegranate tree, an offering table had been set up, which had been carried out of the hall, and incense candles and tribute fruits had been placed on it.

Hu Yanjin was stunned, he didn't expect Hua Qiao to notice this.

"Today is the Midyear Festival, and we ourselves are worshiping our ancestors and the moon at home." Hua Qiao gently pushed him: "Go and put incense on your mother first." ”

Hu Yanjin mourned in his heart: In the past 21 years, he has been running around with his father, because he is not allowed to celebrate the Midyear Festival, and his father has never allowed him to worship his mother on this day.

A little girl beside Li's mother put a futon on the ground, and Hu Yanjin stepped forward to burn incense and kowtow. The buckwheat also went over and kowtowed to the moon.

"Young master, girl, this is my Can'er." Mother Li smiled and pushed Can'er in front of the two, and the little girl was also clever, so she quickly knelt down and kowtowed to them.

Hu Yanjin was in a good mood, he took Hua Qiao's hand and said, "Leave it for you to be a companion, you see today's incident, it's good to have one more person around you to come and report the news." ”

Hua Qiao nodded with a smile, looked at Can'er and said, "It's a clever one, I just told her to do something, and it will be done in a while." You don't need to change your name, just use the one your father gave you, and it's festive to call it. ”

When he set off for Guanyao Mountain the next day, Can'er also went with him, and Hu Yanjin rode outside on horseback and called a little official of the James Mansion to catch the car.

"Brother Gua, I haven't been to Guanyao Mountain, which direction is it?" Can'er inquired curiously.

"Have you been to Qixia Mountain? There is a Qixia Temple there, which is more famous than Linggu Temple, and Guanyao Mountain is next to it. "Ah Gua is divided with the young James, and now the James's Mansion is not fully staffed, and most of them are old, and they have nothing to do all day long.

Finally, a young young James came, and His Royal Highness Taisun's instructions became more numerous. In the house, everyone is not afraid of being busy, busy means that you are useful, and when you are not busy, you should eat and wait for death.

Ah Gua Neng came to talk to Lord Huyan and snickered all night.

"Since Qixia Temple is on the side, why did the lame four go to Linggu Temple to solve the sign?" Hua Qiao couldn't help but ask. She lifted the curtains and said loudly to Hu Yanjin, who was walking beside her on horseback:

"Senior brother! I know where Yin Si's piece of paper came from! Let's go to Qixia Temple first! ”

"yes, why didn't I remember? Qixia Temple is on the side. If he asked for it in the temple, but he didn't solve it here, the monk inside must know the reason. Lin Longfeng became happy, and hurriedly called Wan San, who was walking in front, to explain a few words.

Wansan also came to the spirit and led the team straight to Qixia Temple.

Qixia Temple in the towering ancient trees under the shade, looks very solemn, they walked to the temple door, just in the temple came the monks after the morning class bell sound.

Hu Yanjin walked in with Hua Qiao, Lin Longfeng and Wan San, and four people. Yesterday, the same Zhongyuan transcendence ritual was also done here, and the number of people who came to the temple today was obviously much less. As soon as they entered the mountain gate, a little monk came to check the head.

Lin Longfeng stepped forward and asked, "May I ask the little master, we want to ask to see the abbot, I wonder if you can inform us?" As he spoke, he took out his name sticker and handed it over.

The little monk opened it and took a look, glanced at a few of them again, and pasted it in with his name. After a while, he came back and said, "Come with me." ”

The abbot was meditating in the small Buddha hall, and when he saw them come in, he did not get up, but opened his eyes and bowed to them slightly.

"Abbot, don't come unharmed?" Lin Longfeng said first. He has been to Qixia Temple twice and has had a relationship with the abbot.

"The donor is still so high-spirited. I don't know if I came to see the old man today, I don't know what advice I have? ”

"How dare you. Today I have come to ask the abbot for advice. There have been several disappearances in Ying Tiancheng every day, I don't know if the abbot has heard of it? ”

The abbot was taken aback: "There is such a thing?" Now you are investigating the case and finding my Qixia Temple? ”

"Exactly. Has the abbot ever seen a 'nine deaths' line? ”

"'Nine deaths'? Of course I did. This is a piece of paper that the donor went to the temple to solve his doubts and asked. The old man reminded him that there are some things that should not be forced, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster, and it is better to wait for a new time to come. ”

The abbot pondered for a moment, as if he knew something, and he sighed and said, "Are there nine missing people?" If this is the case, the old man also has the fault of persuading others. Since you have found this place according to the order, the old man does not have to hide it. ”

It turned out that Yin Si's official kiln couldn't ship it for half a year, not because it wasn't burned, but because the porcelain that was fired out had problems, and the batches of porcelain were all cracked. This is the case after firing several kilns.

Seeing that the goods could not be shipped again, not to mention the orders in hand, I had to lose money. Yin Si went to the nearby Qixia Temple to solve the problem.

In fact, it was not that the kiln master told him that there was a lot of rain this year, and the powder had too much moisture, which caused the porcelain embryo to burn, but he didn't believe it, and he was even more reluctant to invest in a new drying device.

The words he asked for in Qixia Temple were four words: nine deaths and one life.

The abbot persuaded him to give up or wait, of course he didn't want to, there was a doorman who claimed to know some Taoism, saying that this year is the year of the Lunar New Year, there is a saying that "the Lunar New Year comes out, and the Nine Mao sacrifices to the sky", which just confirms the four words "Nine Deaths and One Life".

This is the afterword that Yin Si asked Linggu Temple Yuantong to buy the list of people born in the new year.

"So, these nine people are used by Yin Si to sacrifice to the sky? It is not allowed by the Ming Dynasty to use people to sacrifice to the sky, even if he is an in-law of the Houfu, he cannot have such courage. Hu Yanjin couldn't figure it out, and it was impossible for the sacrifice to completely cover people's ears and eyes, how could Yin Si do it?

The abbot shook his head: "This, the old man has no way of knowing." ”

Out of Qixia Temple, Hua Qiao said angrily: "This Yin Si is extremely evil, and he actually takes the literal meaning of the son, and uses the death of nine people to exchange the life of one of them!" ”

"We rushed to his kiln to see if we could find any evidence."

Lin Longfeng was also very angry, this kind of scum, he should have been cut with a knife yesterday, and it was a waste of food to live!