After taking their seats together, Wei Kun looked at Jiang San with a smile for a long time, and then turned his head to Mrs. Qingshan and asked softly:

"Closed disciple? I don't know if Mr. Aoyama is just this one disciple? As soon as these words came out, Jiang Sanduan's hand suddenly became unstable, and the hot tea was all spilled on his pants. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mrs. Qingshan didn't wait to speak, she heard Jiang San's words, and she didn't care about Wei Kun's words, so she hurriedly beckoned the aunt who was cleaning up the house to clean up for Jiang San, and repeatedly asked Jiang San to go upstairs to change his pants.

Jiang San's subconscious panic confirmed the uneasiness in the hearts of the four of them, and after cleaning up, Mrs. Qingshan slowly sat back on the sofa, tilted her head in the direction of Wei Kun, and said softly:

"That's it, Jiang San, this kid has a high level of understanding, but unfortunately his life is hard, Qingshan took him in when he was fourteen years old."

"Fourteen years old, ......" Lu Shibai suddenly spoke, glanced at Jiang San with a strange look, and said, "It's a pity that the temperament that should be determined at the age of fourteen has also been determined, whether it is a wolf or a dog, no matter how good it is to him, it can't be changed." ”

Fang Cun half leaned on the sofa, looking like a hanger, looking at Lu Shibai with a big grin, and quietly moved his gaze to Jiang San's face, and sure enough, he saw that face was full of uncomfortable appearance, so he pretended to refute the opening that was actually secretly echoed:

"How do you speak? However, this wolf dog wolf dog, the dog has been raised for more years, maybe one day it will become a wolf. ”

Mrs. Qingshan also heard the target in these words, and her face was a little unhappy, Wei Kun let the two of them talk, drinking tea by herself, but the corner of her eyes kept observing Jiang San's expression.

Nervousness, panic, worry, anger, none of which could hide from Wei Kun's eyes.

For a master who regarded him as his own son had just died, Jiang San did not have the slightest sad look, and the hurried look when he first entered the door did not have time to hide the joy at the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Maybe Jiang San really wants Qingshan to die? Even said that Qingshan's death was directly related to Jiang San?

Wei Kun didn't have time to think about these possibilities, after all, he was not a people's policeman, and it was not his turn to investigate the cause of Qingshan's death.

"We are also deeply saddened and regretful about the passing of Mr. Aoyama, but we are just ...... At this inopportune time, we have a reluctant request. Wei Kun said.

Mrs. Qingshan nodded, expressed understanding, and slowly replied: "Since you have already come, there is no reason to bombard, if we can help, we will naturally not be stingy." ”

"Mr. Qingshan has always been well versed in the art of yin and yang, and this time we want to use the Taishan banquet to carry out the Taishan Mansion Jun Festival, I don't know if Mr. Jiang is still convenient?"

"This ......" Jiang San looked embarrassed, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect such a tricky job to come on the first day of the drunkard master's death, but because these people couldn't look at it and refuse directly, he had to speak a little reluctantly: "Master teaches on weekdays that if this is a matter of life and death, it must not be touched." Besides, Master has just gone, so I can't let Master leave on the front foot and forget his old man's teachings on the back foot. ”

Mrs. Qingshan also saw Jiang San's embarrassment, and hurriedly stepped forward to play a round, "Qingshan usually doesn't let Jiang San touch these things that are alive and dead, saying that one day, he will be counterattacked." ”

"Eh~" Lu Shibai sneered beside him, his eyes looked at Jiang San like knives, and said, "I don't want Master Qingshan, I have eaten this bowl of rice for a lifetime, and I told my apprentice not to touch this thing when I was done." Since you are afraid of backlash, what apprentices do you accept?! ”

In one sentence, Jiang San became more and more restless, so he had to get up in a hurry:

"What Master said, Jiang San doesn't dare to forget, so no matter what you say, I will never do it!" After speaking, I can't wait to run out of the door like two wheels under my feet.

Lu Shibai looked at the back of Jiang San leaving, leaned back and sneered: "This little ability, even if he responds to this matter, I will never dare to use him, if something really happens halfway, he will not be the first to run?" ”

Wei Kun, Fang Cun and Wang Simiao all laughed in unison.

Mrs. Qingshan was a little embarrassed, so she simply stood up with a cold expression on her face:

"I'm sorry I didn't help you in this matter, so in that case, let's take care of it."

Since the eviction order had been issued, several people didn't want to delay any longer, and hurriedly sorted out their clothes and got up, but Mrs. Qingshan was polite, sent them to the gate with several courtesies, and stood at the door to watch them leave.

It's just that a few people have just walked ten steps, and Mrs. Qingshan trotted after her, and looked around mysteriously, and whispered:

"Qingshan originally had a big apprentice, but a few years ago he was kicked out because his hands and feet were not clean."

Wei Kun's eyebrows moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Then do you know where he is now?" ”

Lady Aoyama looked around cautiously again, as if she was on guard against something.

"I heard that he lived in Lianhua Temple, but I don't know the specifics, at that time Qingshan named him Lin Yuanrun, you go and inquire."

Hearing this, Wei Kun hurriedly thanked him, and the four of them ran into the car almost in a few steps, and easily found Lianhua Temple all the way.

As soon as I got off the bus, I saw that the temple door was closed, and there was a huge copper lock hanging outside.

The three of them and one ghost searched around Lianhua Temple again and again, but found that every door was tightly locked, and there was not even a dog hole.

Lu Shibai looked down at the watch on his wrist and began to be a little anxious.

"It's going to be a little bit soon, we haven't found this person yet, and I don't know what happened to Sister Hu."

"This temple won't be unoccupied, will it?" Fang Cun put his foot on the vermilion gate of Lianhua Temple, and found that there was no movement inside, so he made up two more feet with three loud noises that shook the wooden door for a while, and finally Lu Shibai pushed Fang Cun away, and glared at him with disdain: "Are you not in good spirits?" If you kick it bad, you will pay for it?! ”

Fang Cun pursed his lips and rolled his eyes secretly, and before he could refute, he heard a sudden sound of extremely slow walking coming from inside, but after a long time, there was still no movement of the wooden door being opened, and several people looked at each other and frowned.

But I didn't want to, and suddenly there were a few panting movements on my head, and then I saw a man who looked about thirty years old, with a fat head and big ears, and half of his face was full of beards, who was smiling and lying on the wall looking at them:

"Hey...... Who are you looking for? ”

"May I ask if there is anyone in the temple named Lin Yuanrun?"

The man tilted his head and thought for a long time, then turned over, and sat on the wall with his butt up, holding his head up and thinking.

"Lin Yuanrun? Yes, yes, but ......"

As soon as they heard this, there was joy in the eyes of several people, and Lu Eighteen stepped forward and asked:

"And where is he now?"

"Dead!"

"Dead ???"

"Don't you see that no one cares about this temple now? There is no living person but me! ”

As soon as several people heard this, they looked up at the withered grass at the entrance of the temple, and their hearts suddenly became much heavier, thinking that this Lin Yuanrun must be dead, and the last glimmer of hope was gone, Wang Simiao almost instantly collapsed and took two steps back and squatted on the ground.

The fat man smiled, rode on the wall, and looked condescendingly at their faces full of loss.

"It's the first time in the past few years that I've heard someone looking for Lin Yuanrun, who are you?"

Wei Kun frowned, and said to the fat man, "Mr. Qingshan has passed away, so we have something to ask Mr. Qingshan's apprentice, so we found here." ”

The smile on the fat man's face stiffened for three points, and he suddenly turned his head and said lukewarmly: "Then you are really wrong, I am such a half-dead person in this temple, and there is no one else." ”

Fang Cun looked at the loss that flashed on the fat man's face, and had some doubts in his heart, and secretly observed the expressions of Lu Shibai and Fang Cun, and found that there was no abnormality, and secretly beat a drum in his heart.

Could it be that this fat man with a beard on his face is the legendary Lin Yuanrun, right?

Thinking like this, Fang Cun slowly put his hands in his pockets, walked forward, and after looking around, he saw two diamond-shaped stones under the wall, stepped on them, and took advantage of his height to turn over and go up to the wall and sit side by side with the fat man, looking at him with a smile.

"Then what's your name, bearded!"

The fat man glanced back at Fang Cun, jumped off the wall with a humming mouth, and stood at the base of the wall and looked up at Fang Cun.

"I call the eight sufferings, that is, birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love and parting, can't ask for it, and take the eight sufferings of the five bitterness."

"What does Lin Yuanrun have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter!" The fat man waved his hand impatiently, raised his foot and was about to go to the house, but Fang Cun hurriedly jumped off the wall and followed.

Watching the fat man push open the vermilion wooden door, take out a wooden barrel, staggering over Fang Cun, and walking towards the high wall next to him without looking, Fang Cun noticed that the fat man had a bad smell of wine, and the light gray monk's robe was also covered with mud and dirt one after another.

Seeing that he and the fat man were panting and stepping on the stone next to him to climb up the wall, and throwing the wooden barrel to the wall, he climbed up with great effort, and walked forward slowly, standing under the base of the wall and looking at the fat man.

"Huh? You usually crawl around like this, huh? ”

The fat man was sweating profusely and rode on the wall, looked down at Fang Cun, and wiped the sweat on his head with his cuffs behind him.

"My senior brother, they went to Beishan to make friends with Buddhism, and I stayed here to take care of my family!"

"Then why did they lock you up?"

The fat man smiled, and his face was a little embarrassed, "I like to drink two sips on weekdays!" If they drink too much, they're afraid I'll go out and get into trouble! ”

Fang Cun nodded, climbed the wall behind Ba Ku, met Wei Kun's sight, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at him, Wei Kun was stunned for a moment, and then looked back at Ba Ku, and instantly understood what Fang Cun meant.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still stepped forward with an arrow and blocked the way of the eight bitters.

"Little brother, what are you doing here?"

"The ice on the other side of the river has melted, I'm going to fetch some buckets of water."

Wei Kun immediately reached out and snatched the wooden barrel, and threw it into Lu Shibai's arms, so frightened that Lu Shibai screamed and retreated again and again, but he subconsciously hugged the wooden barrel in his hand, looking at Fang Cun and Wei Kun at a loss.

"I said God Stick, go and help our Eight Bitter Brothers fetch a bucket of water." Fang Cun, who was riding on the wall, whistled at Landing Eighteen.

"I'm going?" Lu Shibai looked at the surrounding environment and the frozen lake not far away in disbelief, and turned his head to Wei Kun and Fang Cun to confirm, and after the two of them nodded again, he looked up at Ba Ku unhappily, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his foot to hold the bucket and turned to get into the car.

Seeing that the work of fetching water was taken away by Lu Shiba, Ba Ku smiled, turned his head and was about to turn over the wall, Wei Kun quickly stopped Ba Ku as soon as possible, and put another arm on his shoulder, which seemed to be no strange movement, but in fact, it made Ba Ku wail continuously.

"I said a few big brothers, then Lin Yuanrun is dead if he dies! It's useless for you to look for me! ”

"Lin Yuanrun is dead, but aren't you still alive, Brother Baku?"

Fang Cun jumped off the wall and walked around the eight bitters with his arms in a circle, making a 'tsk' sound in his mouth every time he turned around.

"Mr. Qingshan's death is strange, his eldest apprentice Jiang San sent him a can of five snake wine, and the wine is soaked in the snake king, which attracted the snakeskin girl, little brother, you say, will this Jiang San be the murderer who killed Mr. Qingshan?"

"I ...... How do I know! ”

"Of course you don't know, it's just a pity that Mr. Aoyama died a miserable death, and even his soul was eaten by the snakeskin girl!"

"The murderer is not Jiang San, and the soul is not eaten by the skin of a snake girl! It was taken to alchemy! ”

I don't want to, Baku suddenly became anxious, and even said the truth with an accent.