"Well, according to the careful observation of Detective Zhao Nan..."

Zhao Li's eyes were like torches, and he walked around the empty townhouse.

These monastic houses are all "luxurious", they are all three-room huts, but the furniture is rotten, even the wooden beds, which are just a layer of straw on top of the wooden boards.

“··· I didn't find any clues. ”

Zhao Li could only reluctantly admit this.

There were no corpses, no relics, and there were no clues at all, except for a few drops of blood at the end of the bed.

"Anyway, why are there a few drops of blood on the beds? This way of dying is very weird... Or do you want to be a dry corpse?"

Zhao Li thought as he walked out of the monk's house and looked at the sky.

It was already afternoon, the sun was setting, the sky was a little dark, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing in the ancient temple.

The scholar, Ning Zichen, also walked over to the monk's house with the scroll in his hand, and sure enough, the monk's house with an open door and some luggage inside was his residence.

Ning Zichen saw that Zhao Li was still there, and he was also slightly surprised, and walked over and asked, "Brother Zhao, you... Why are you still here?"

"I think it's really clean and it's a good place to study, so I decided to stay here and stay in this room. ”

Zhao Li held the book in his hand and said seriously.

Ning Zichen asked in a lost voice: "People have just died here, aren't you afraid?"

"I have been reading the books of the sages since I was a child, and I should not be afraid of ghosts and gods, and I have a saying: I don't do bad things during the day, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Since I have a clear conscience, I guess even if there are ghosts and gods, they will not harm me. ”

Zhao Li directly plagiarized Ning Zichen's words and sent them back intact.

There was no way to talk about it this day, and Ning Zichen didn't look like a serious scholar when he looked at Zhao Li - how could there be a scholar with a long sword on his waist and a whole fox fur shawl on his shoulders?

If there is also the word "non-mainstream" in this era, Ning Zichen can properly give it to Zhao Li.

And Ning Zichen also keenly noticed that when this scholar first came in, what he was holding was obviously a book on scripture and history, but now it has been replaced by a collection of poems, which is still quite thick.

This is even more strange, seeing that the other party is obviously empty-handed, where is this book hidden?

"Brother Zhao, what about your luggage..."

Ning Zichen thought about it and asked with concern.

After all, it's really cold at this time, especially in this mountain wilderness, at night, it can be dripping into ice, don't think that hiding in the monk's house will be warm, and you can freeze to death without a quilt.

"It's okay, Xiaosheng is very strong, just cold, not in the way. ”

Zhao Li smiled faintly.

Since this is the case, Ning Zichen has nothing to say, so he arched his hand and said goodbye to Zhao Li, and returned to his room.

Less than an hour later, the sky was almost completely dark, and at this time, a stormy sound and shadow walked into the "Yuanjue Temple".

Zhao Li stood at the door, only to see a tall middle-aged man, dressed in non-Taoism, non-Confucian and non-martial arts, and looking strange, walking quickly to the door of the monk's house with a new lock, taking out a key and opening it.

This middle-aged man has slightly dark skin, thick and thick eyebrows, slanted upwards, round and large eyes, a large beard, and a red lacquered wooden box more than half a person high on his back.

"This brother, I don't know what to call it? Xiaosheng Deyunguan Zhao Zilong, I want to borrow it here for a few days!"

Zhao Li thought about it, walked over, and talked to the big man.

The big man turned his head and looked Zhao Li up and down a few times, with no expression on his face, until he saw the complete big fox skin hanging on Zhao Li's shoulder, and then he frowned obviously.

"There is no owner here, and I am only living here temporarily, if you want to live in this desolate place, you can do as you like. ”

The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to talk to Zhao Li, and his name was not announced, so he said lightly, opened the door, and prepared to go in.

At this time, the monk's house not far away on the other side opened, and Ning Zichen seemed to hear the voice and walked out.

Ning Zichen saw this middle-aged bearded man who was neither Taoist nor Confucian nor martial artistic, and his face showed a happy look, and he came over and shouted, "Brother Yan, you are back!"

The bearded man known as "Brother Yan" saw that it was Ning Zichen, and a slight smile appeared on his face, nodded at Ning Zichen, said a few words of greeting, said hello, and then returned to the room.

It was Zhao Li, who was left aside.

Zhao Li didn't care either, watching the bearded man end the conversation, enter the monk's house, and close the door, Zhao Li walked towards Ning Zichen and asked, "Brother Ning, who was this just now..." I listen to this accent, but I'm not from Qingzhou, right?"

Da Chongguo occupies a huge area, the east, west, north and south are more than 10,000 miles apart, there are more than 20 state capitals alone, a little far apart, the accent difference is quite obvious.

"This is Brother Yan Chiyunyan, a native of Liangzhou. I was already living here before I came. ”

Ning Zichen was quite friendly and replied to Zhao Li.

"Liangzhou?"

Hearing the name of this place, Zhao Li corresponded to the geographical knowledge of the original owner Zhao Anchun, but he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

This Liangzhou Mansion is in the extreme west of the Great Chongguo, and compared with the hinterland like Qingzhou, it can be called a "wild Hu land" thousands of miles away.

Moreover, this is in ancient times, scholars in a prosperous hinterland like Qingzhou Mansion, if they want to enter Beijing to take the exam, they have to leave half a year in advance.

The distance from Liangzhou Mansion to Qingzhou Mansion is definitely much farther than that from Qingzhou Mansion to Kyoto, and the transportation along the way is inconvenient, most of them are lofty mountains, robbing strongmen, and there are man-eating beasts, and even mountain spirits and demons, which can be described as dangerous, and ordinary people are not able to trek such a long distance.

That Yan Chiyun Dahan, just because he is from Liangzhou Mansion, can make people awe-inspired.

In addition, Zhao Li also felt the breath of facing "Lin Jiudao Chief" in the body of Yan Chiyun, a big man in Liangzhou, but it was a little different, to put it simply, Zhao Li couldn't see through this Yan Chixia, but it was certain that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.

···

As the minutes ticked by, night fell.

After a simple dinner, Ning Zichen lit a candle and continued to study hard in the room, the township test was about to start, if he didn't work hard, how could he be in high school?

At this moment, Ning Zichen suddenly heard a strange movement, and felt that someone had entered the house - these long-abandoned monks' houses, the door bolt had naturally been broken a long time ago, and they could only be concealed or supported a little with a branch, and they couldn't be closed at all, unless they were like Yan Chiyun and brought a lock by themselves.

Ning Zichen frowned, stood up, and walked to the door.

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