Chapter 145: Little Ghost

"Five days."

"I know I'll find out about this case before she dissolves the mystery.

To tell the truth, in this case, I always feel that there is a big secret between these five superintendents. Before Lord Han died, you also heard a secret that he wanted to give us.

Lord Zeng, Lord Wu, and Lord Yang do have a common enemy. It's just that Lord Han has already died before he finishes it.

I think the focus of our current investigation should be to find out who this common enmity is that Lord Han thinks. ”

After Li Zhizhi finished speaking, the two of them walked towards the mansion of the last superintendent of the imperial history. On the way, Feng Dui asked Li Zhiyan.

"Xuanzang today, what are you looking for?"

"Xuanzang is leaving, come to me to ask the last two questions."

"Let's go? Where to go? ”

"Zhu, seek the true scriptures."

"Learning from the scriptures? Isn't that something you made up? Xuanzang really believes it? ”

"Why did I make it up, Mahayana scriptures, haven't you heard of it?"

"There has never been a Sakura, even if there is that so-called Mahayana scripture, it cannot be a scripture for all sentient beings as you say."

Feng Du opened his mouth softly, thinking about his own thoughts.

"I know that there are no beings in this world who are so good and pure. But even if Xuanzang's trip was just to learn Zhu Buddhism, I think he should go.

Why are you so concerned about Xuanzang's affairs, seal it? ”

"Xuanzang...... Should stay. ”

"Why?"

"If Xuanzang leaves, the moon spirit will be sad."

"Between Yueling and Xuanzang, I didn't expect even you to see it?"

"I just don't want to see more, how can I not see it. When my second senior brother, who is Yue Ling's father, left, he asked me to take care of Yue Ling.

Over the years, Moon Ling has been just like my sister. She's not old, I think Xuanzang, if she can return to the vulgar........."

"Wait, wait. What are you trying to do? Act as a matchmaker and give the moon a medium? ”

"Can't you? Yue Ling's parents don't know where they are now, and I, Senior Brother and Master, are even the elders of Yue Ling.

As an elder, shouldn't you care about Yue Ling's marriage? You should also see that the girl of Yueling may really have taken a fancy to Xuanzang's son. ”

"You're talking a lot when you come to the moon spirit. She saw that she was in love with Yueling, but Xuanzang was a monk.

And I think maybe Yue Ling himself doesn't know what he really thinks. ”

"Moon Spirit She....... No matter what, I'll leave Xuanzang behind. At least after Yue Ling realized her thoughts, she wouldn't be unable to find Xuanzang's son.

As for your monk, Xuanzang only grew up in the temple, so he is a monk. It's just vulgar. ”

"This ...... I think you may not be able to keep Xuanzang, Fengdu. Xuanzang has made up his mind, and it is impossible for him not to go on this trip to the west to learn scriptures. ”

"Does the Moon Spirit know?"

"For the time being, Yueling doesn't know, I look at Xuanzang's appearance, and I don't seem to dare to give it to Yueling."

"That's not good, Xuanzang can't go anywhere until Yueling agrees."

"Feng Dui, Xuanzang is not a monster, you still want to restrict his freedom?!"

"Li Zhiyan, I'm here for the good of the moon spirit. You don't know the moon spirit ...... her."

"What's wrong with Moon Spirit?"

"It's nothing, you may know later, it has something to do with the blood of the moon spirit.

But about Xuanzang's matter, Yueling must agree to it himself, otherwise Xuanzang will definitely not be able to leave. ”

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. I don't have the intention of letting Xuanzang learn the scriptures.

Anyway, Xuanzang will not leave until a few days later, so wait for the time being, maybe Xuanzang will be with Yueling tomorrow.

It's not too late for you to take a stand, right? ”

Feng Dui nodded slightly, agreeing with Li Zhiyan's method. However, Li Zhiyan still deceived the seal here.

Xuanzang knew about the matter clearly, and now only he and Xuanzang know. Li Zhiyan did not tell the details of the seal.

That Song Da Rao, although Li Zhiyan saw it, he didn't ask anything. There is no way, this Lord Song is really seriously ill and is bedridden and can't see guests.

Li Zhiyan looked at Lord Song, who was pale and starless on the bed, and completely gave up the idea of asking. Maybe I haven't asked a few words yet, this Song Da can't suffocate his popularity, so it's over.

So after Li Zhiyan asked Lord Song to recuperate, he walked out of the house with Feng Dui.

After inquiry, Li Zhiyan found that this Lord Song seemed to have an abnormality in his spirit after the successive deaths of Lord Zeng and Lord Wu. Since last night, Lord Song has been talking crazy, there are ghosts coming to ask for his life or something.

"Ghosts?"

"Yes, Master Lee. Since yesterday night, my lord has been shouting in the study, what the hell is asking for his life, and everyone can't accept the words of a good death.

We persuaded him for a long time at night before the master calmed down and fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, my lord's expression was still wrong, his face was pale, and he couldn't stop dripping in a cold sweat.

After looking for a doctor, the doctor told my master that he was too frightened, and he was caught in the cold. A few pairs of medications were prescribed to recuperate at home. Until now.

Just now, my lord's appearance was also seen by Master Li, and what outsiders said, the lord couldn't listen to it at all. So this time, Mr. Li was tired in vain. ”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. By the way, butler, did your master shout anything last night besides shouting ghosts? ”

"Ghost ........ Well........ It seems like there's nothing left. Lord Li, are you my master...... Evil? ”

"It's impossible to judge this yet. In this way, can the housekeeper take it to Song Darao's study to have a look? ”

"Of course, here, please, Master Li."

Li Zhiyan nodded, and went to Song Darao's study with the housekeeper, Zheng's study looked very messy at this time. It seems that after Lord Song's big fuss last night, he still hasn't had time to clean it up.

Picking up a piece of paper on the ground, Li Zhiyan looked at the pattern on the paper.

On the top of the paper was a child with a rope on its belly, and the child's face was blackened by pen and ink, and his limbs could not tell what it was.

If it weren't for the limbs and torso that looked like Rao, Li Zhiyan wouldn't think that the paper was painted with a child.

"What's on this?"

"This was painted by the old man last night, and the old man doesn't know what it is. I look like a child. ”

"Did you draw it last night? So has he ever painted anything like this before? ”

"No, Master Li."