He frowned slightly, this Qinglong Temple looks at the incense is not prosperous, and it is not so rich, how can the food be so good, the monks are all white and fat.

He took a sip of tea and said lightly: "The three little masters know the situation of the family opposite the Qinglong Temple. ”

The three monks looked at each other, not understanding what the young envoy of the Internal Guard Department meant by staring at a house.

Seeing that the three of them didn't react for a long time as if they were stupid, the host of Jueming coughed heavily, twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and shouted: "The young envoy asks, you can say whatever you know, and pretend to be dumb." ”

The three of them shook their heads and fell silent.

Finally, the eldest disciple in the mouth of the Jueming host stepped forward and gave a salute: "My lord, the little monk is in charge of the purchase in the temple, and he often walks around the workshop, and he has seen the people in the house on the other side." ”

Han Changdui sighed: "Then the little master will tell me what kind of family it is." ”

The eldest disciple tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said: "The little monk has only seen a little woman who often comes in and out of the house, eighteen or nineteen, who is already married, but the little monk has never seen the little woman's Lang Jun in and out. ”

Han Changwan frowned: "Is it just that little woman?" ”

The eldest disciple nodded his head: "Yes." ”

Han Changdui asked again, "When did they move here?" ”

The eldest disciple thought for a moment: "It was at the beginning of last year. He was a little uncertain and thought about it again: "Yes, at that time, the temple was buying New Year's goods, and the little monk was moving to the opposite door, so it was a year." ”

Doubts rose in Han Changdu's heart, a young woman lived in a big mansion in Xinchangfang, but she had never seen the head of the house in and out, how strange this matter was.

He asked in a deep voice: "In that house, has anyone in the little masters ever entered?" ”

The three of them glanced at each other and shook their heads one after another, for no reason, what were they doing in the homes of ordinary people.

Han Changdui sighed, although his words were gentle, but his face was expressionless: "This official is investigating the case tonight, and I also ask your masters to protect it on your behalf." ”

Several people hurriedly nodded, it was necessary to keep a secret, they only hated that they were not deaf and dumb tonight, and heard the secret of the Internal Guard.

The charcoal basin was extremely lively, and it was close to Han Changdu, his clothes were already half baked, he flicked his sleeves, and was ready to go to the wing room to settle down.

Before he got up, the second disciple presided over by Jueming suddenly hesitated and said, "My lord, the little monk suddenly remembered something. ”

Han Changwan raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?" ”

The second disciple said slowly: "A few years ago, when the temple purchased charcoal for winter, the little monk carried charcoal at the door, and saw that the other door also bought a lot of charcoal, and there was a girl dressed up, sending charcoal to the house, looking at her dress, she didn't look like a charcoal burner. ”

"Girl?" Han Changwan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it the little woman on the other side?" ”

The second disciple nodded his head firmly: "It's a girl, not a little woman, the little monk has never seen the little woman on the other side, but the girl and the little woman are dressed differently, and the little monk separates them." ”

Han Changwan nodded when he heard this, it is true, the girl who has not left the pavilion and the woman who has left the pavilion are completely different in dress, and it is indeed not confusing.

He suddenly asked, "You said that the girl was carrying charcoal to that house?" ”

The second disciple confirmed again: "Yes, the little monk can see clearly." ”

Han Changdui was silent, and his suspicion was like a rolling mountain, pressing over layer by layer.

If she is not a loved one, what girl would be willing to carry charcoal as a coolie herself?

If it weren't for the unsightly things in that house, who wouldn't even carry charcoal with their hands?

He squinted, his eyes were slightly cold, and his heart was full of inquiry, and he wanted to know more and more who lived in that house, and what secrets were hidden that were not enough for outsiders.

He slowly turned the cup in his hand and asked with a pleasant face: "That house is facing the temple gate of Qinglong Temple, hasn't that little woman ever come in to worship the Buddha and pay tribute to a stick of incense?" ”

The three monks looked at each other.

What is said in this world, not everyone believes in Buddhism in this world, let alone living opposite the temple, even if they sell incense and candles at the mountain gate, they may not come in and kneel.

Han Changwan understood the meaning of the three of them silently, this is nothing.

He bent his fingers and tapped lightly, looked at the eldest disciple and said, "Master is responsible for the purchase in the temple, have you ever seen the little woman buy any heavy things and let people send them in, or there are some servants in the house who come out to buy them?" ”

These things are too trivial, there are many people living in Xinchang Fang, coming and going, and the eldest disciple doesn't remember it very clearly, but fortunately, the house is facing the Qinglong Temple, and the memory is still clearer than other houses.

The eldest disciple pondered for a long time, shook his head, and said firmly: "There has never been a little maid or a servant, even if the little woman bought a heavy object, she only let people send it to the door, and she moved in one by one. As he spoke, even the eldest disciple himself felt that something was wrong, he paused, and said a little cautiously: "When the young envoy asked like this, the little monk also felt strange, this family has been here for a year, and the little monk has never seen anyone other than the little woman come in and out, and as for the old relatives and friends, there is no more." ”

A little woman who has no sustenance in her heart, who has never been in or out of the house, who looks simple but is impregnable, and never asks outsiders to enter the house, if there are no ghosts, then there are ghosts.

Han Changdui sighed in his heart.

His foundation in Chang'an City is still weak, and the transmission of information and the details of various places are too vague, if it is changed to Jiannan Road, it will not take a moment, not to mention the people living in this house, even if there are a few mice in this house, he can find out clearly.

However, it is precisely because his foundation in the capital is still shallow, and he is not very clear about all the complicated things, that the saint will be so relieved to detain him in the capital and let him be the young envoy of the internal security department.

With the passage of time, his wings are growing and he has a clear understanding of the situation in Chang'an City, and the saint is afraid that he will have to be more vigilant, or he will be given a different place to stay.

The candle shadow shone on the slightly white window paper, and the snowflakes fluttering outside looked extremely cold, and there was no intention of stopping in the middle of the night.

After delaying for so long, Han Changdu's soaked clothes were already completely dry, he thought about it for a while, and then asked, "Little masters, do you know where the people before the house went." ”

When he asked like this, he opened the chatterbox of these people and rushed to talk about it, lest he would say too little, which would make the plague god suspect that they were deliberately concealing something.

The three of them were gossiping, but instead of explaining the matter, they made Han Changdu's brain hurt.

Han Changdui rubbed his eyebrows, coughed heavily, his face was full of impatience, and he was about to speak, but he heard a heavy slamming of the table on the side.

"Shut up." The face of the host Jueming was pale, and even the wrinkled lines on his lips were full of anger: "You have all been practicing for more than ten years, why don't you have any concentration, what does it look like to be so noisy." He stretched out his hand and pointed at the eldest disciple: "You speak first." ”

The eldest disciple hurriedly stepped forward and spoke without thinking: "The previous owner of this house was surnamed Gu, there was only a widowed mother and a son in the family, I didn't know what happened five years ago, the family was gone, and this house was abandoned for so many years, until the beginning of last year, this little woman moved in." ”

"The surname is Gu, the widowed mother." Han Changdui vaguely felt a little familiar, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thought of what Yao Qi had said, and asked eagerly: "How old is Xiao Langjun in this house, but is he married, what does he do for a living." ”

The eldest disciple didn't even think about it and said: "Five years ago, that Xiao Langjun was eighteen or nineteen years old, and his family opened a rice grain store in Shengpingfang and married a wife, but within a few days, the family even lost the newly married lady. ”

Han Changwan frowned slightly, and finally had a sense of clarity to see the truth through the fog, it was his preconceived idea, at first he heard Yao Qi say that the family surnamed Gu opened a rice grain store in Shengpingfang, he thought that they also lived in Shengpingfang, but he didn't want to, their house was so far away from Shengpingfang.

His face was a little gloomy, and he asked the eldest disciple lightly, "Then have you seen that little lady?" ”

The eldest disciple shook his head: "No, the little lady has been through the door for a short time, and she has never been to the temple, but her mother-in-law has come to the temple every now and then to offer incense." ”

Han Changdui slowly had a puzzled outline in his heart, the Gu family moved out of the capital overnight not long after the accident five years ago, and a few years later, who moved into this deserted mansion again, what is the relationship between the young woman and the little Langjun of the Gu family, what happened when she returned to the capital, and what does Song Huaide's death have to do with this little woman.

It stands to reason that if this little woman is the lady of the little Langjun who has just passed away, or the sister of his wife, then she and Song Huaide have a blood feud, and she returned to the capital to naturally come for revenge.

In this way, Song Huaide's death is inseparable from her.

He rubbed the corners of his forehead, feeling that this matter was complicated, and the deeper he investigated, the more people were involved, and it seemed that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, but in fact, it was full of fog, and he didn't know which clue was true, and which clue was a suspicion set up by someone to make a mistake.

He touched his half-dried hair, and felt that there was nothing to ask about, and all he had to do now was to sleep, and when it was dawn, he would take people to surround the house and bring them back to the Internal Guard.

He stood up and bowed to several monks: "Thank you for bothering your masters tonight." ”

Several monks hurriedly returned the salute.

Seeing that this young envoy of the Internal Security Division was not as fierce as the legend, but polite, the host Jueming also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked Xiao Shami to send him to the wing room to rest.