On the way back, Li Changqing was also thinking about the identity of this boatman surnamed Xie.

As well as a question.

Before asking him to help Bailong, he said that Bailong and him had no cause and effect, and he didn't plan to save him.

But he saved himself.

Is there cause and effect between himself and him?

He shook his head, these questions are not clear for the time being, but for now, he still has to find a way to find Shen Qingdai quickly, find out the monster organization, and destroy it.

When he returned to the bun shop, it was already completely dark.

Looking at the dilapidated bun shop, he also had a little chagrin in his eyes, he didn't want to put Li Lin and Li Qingxue in danger because of himself.

Knocking on the door, Tang Xiaoyu, who had never slept, ran down from the compartment on the second floor, she opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Li Changqing shook his head.

Tang Xiaoyu pursed his lips and said, "You rarely have such a stinky face." ”

"What about my sister and Qingxue? Already asleep? Li Changqing looked at the stairs.

On the second floor of the bun shop, three rooms came out for rest, Tang Xiaoyu nodded: "Hmm." ”

"You can also go up and rest, I'll take a little rest downstairs, there will be something tomorrow."

……

Dark streets.

Jinghui held the scriptures and walked helplessly on the street, the cold wind gradually swept away, his face was a little tired, he didn't know where to go.

He walked on the street, grew up in the temple since he was a child, although on weekdays, he likes to run out to make a fortune and beg for food, but after all, he has a home.

Now that the master is dead, the temple has been destroyed, and he has no money on him, not even a place to stay.

He saw a piece of paper on the side of the road, and a layer of weeds was spread on it.

Jinghui crossed her legs and sat on it to rest.

He leaned his back against the wall, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and folded his hands, the Buddha still took pity on me, and even so, he arranged for me to be a piece of paper and weed, at least it was a little warmer than sleeping directly on the street.

"What the hell are you around?"

A reprimanding voice rang out.

The homeless man with disheveled hair came from not far away, frowned, and said, "I just went to the toilet, why was it that someone took the place." ”

"Donor, poor monk ......"

The homeless man said: "Don't don't benefactor, I'm penniless, I can't give you anything, get out of here." ”

He pushed Jinghui away, and lay down with a curse in his mouth, covering his body with weeds.

Jinghui slowly got up and folded her hands: "Excuse me." ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

In the distance, a girl in a white dress looked at Jinghui quietly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she stepped forward.

Shen Qingdai said softly, "Master Jinghui, what's going on over there at the temple?" Not long after, we saw a fire over there. ”

Although Shen Qingdai left Tongxin Temple, she lived not far from the temple, and when she saw the temple on fire, she also rushed to check, but saw a corpse in one place.

However, Jinghui's body could not be found.

So, she searched the nearby streets.

I didn't expect her to find it.

"Lord Shen." Seeing Shen Qingdai appear, Jinghui took a deep breath and said slowly: "My master, senior brother, junior brother, are all dead. ”

"I've seen it." Shen Qingdai gritted her teeth slightly, she could vaguely guess who did it.

Tongxin Temple has no enemies, let alone such an enmity.

The only possibility is that they want to find themselves.

Jinghui noticed that Shen Qingdai's expression was strange, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Does Master Shen know who did it?" ”

"Let's go and stay with me first." Shen Qingdai saw Jinghui asking, but she didn't dare to say it directly, she was afraid that the monk would run to death.

"If Little Master Jinghui wants revenge, we can only go to the Strange Investigation Bureau for help."

"Li Changqing was able to contact the people of the 36th Bureau."

……

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Changqing was woken up by the busy sound in the kitchen.

He turned around and saw that Li Lin had already gotten up early and started to be busy, she rolled up her sleeves, and was talking and laughing with Tang Xiaoyu making steamed buns and waiting for breakfast.

"You go upstairs and sleep for a while." Li Lin saw Li Changqing wake up at this time, and said, "It's too cold for you to sleep here." ”

"Sister, no need." Li Changqing waved his hand, he walked into the kitchen, and found that Tang Xiaoyu was already quite skilled in making steamed buns.

Tang Xiaoyu is also very happy, and the breakfast he makes every day can be sold for a lot of money.

So a big bag of flour can sell a lot of steamed buns for a lot of dollars.

As long as it is something that can earn Lang coins, she is very interested.

Li Changqing was also embarrassed to look at Li Lin and Tang Xiaoyu working there, and said with a smile: "Sister, what can I do to help?" ”

Li Lin was stunned, she didn't expect Li Changqing to offer to help.

This stinky boy has always been very resistant to these jobs in the bun shop, why did he change his personality all of a sudden?

She pointed to the basin: "Let's make noodles." ”

"Hmm."

Tang Xiaoyu skillfully wrapped the bun and said to Li Changqing next to him: "Actually, we won't be detectives in the future, and it's not bad to open a bun shop, my sister said that for a month, after deducting the cost, we can earn seven or eight thousand lang coins steadily." ”

"That's a bit of a point." Li Changqing glanced at Tang Xiaoyu: "If you really want to open a bun shop, let's listen to Yuxuan, at least a century-old brand, and when the time comes, open a chain brand and recruit franchisees......"

When Li Lin heard this, she was also very happy, and she always felt that her younger brother was not as resistant to opening the bun shop as before now.

Li Changqing also noticed Li Lin's expression and quickly stopped the topic.

Now is the time when you need to use money, say anything about franchise stores, chain brands, just talk about it.

A man has to be self-aware, he doesn't have much business mind.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright, Li Qingxue also got up, and after breakfast, she carried her schoolbag and hurried to the bus station to go to school.

Li Changqing and Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help much next, so they took the bus and hurried back to the detective office slowly.

Coming downstairs to the detective office, the two walked upstairs.

When I went to the door, I saw two figures standing there.

"Master Jinghui, Shen Qingdai." Li Changqing's eyebrows furrowed, how could these two stay here?

Shen Qingdai had a faint smile on her face and said, "Detective Li, can you talk?" ”

Li Changqing opened the door of the detective office: "It just so happens that I have something to look for you, please." ”

Entering the house, Tang Xiaoyu ran to pour tea for the two.

"Detective Li also has something to look for me? Do you say it first, or do I say it first? After sitting down, Shen Qingdai took the tea and smiled at Tang Xiaoyu: "Thank you." ”

"Let's talk first." Li Changqing spoke slowly.

Shen Qingdai nodded: "After I left Nanlin, I escaped from my father, and was finally rescued by Master Jinghui's Tongxin Temple......"

Shen Qingdai told the story that Tongxin Temple was destroyed by that group of monsters last night.

After Li Changqing listened, his eyebrows furrowed deeply: "The abbot of Tongdeng is dead?" ”