Ren Pingsheng turned his head to look at Xiao Rongxue, with a serious expression: "It's cold in high places, shouldn't immortals be like this?" ”

“……”

Xiao Rongxue's expression was strange, and she stopped talking.

It's not cold in high places, yes.

But the white screen is only five products, and it is too far away from the immortals, just like he said, standing with his hands and facing away from all beings, it will only give people the feeling of painting tigers and dogs, which is ridiculous.

"That's it, anyway, it's the white screen that is embarrassing, what does it have to do with me."

Thinking of this, Xiao Rongxue was no longer entangled, and changed the topic: "How is your injury?" ”

"Skin trauma can heal in a few days."

Ren Pingsheng said: "What about you? ”

Xiao Rongxue took off the saber on her waist, put it on the stone table, sat on the opposite side, and replied: "It's just that the Yuan Shen is shocked, and it is no longer a big problem to recuperate for half a day." ”

Speaking of this, he thought of something, looked at Ren Pingsheng with a more complicated look, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "You...... How many products exactly? ”

"It used to be eight, but now it's seven."

Ren Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders and said very Versailles: "When I played with those demon clans, I was promoted for some reason." ”

When Xiao Rongxue heard this, she lowered her eyes slightly and did not speak.

"What kind of look is she in this way, don't believe me?"

Ren Pingsheng was a little helpless: "It is indeed the seventh grade, if you don't believe it, show you the sword qi." ”

He also thought that Xiao Rongxue didn't believe that he had broken through the eighth grade, so he picked up the broken knife and was ready to demonstrate.

"Are you still hiding your strength? Is it worried that I'll leak the news, or is it ...... Simply accustomed to it.

Having said that, the identity of the prince of Zhenbei is indeed a shackle, and if I were him, I would probably do the same. ”

Xiao Rongxue raised her eyes to look at him, with a serious expression: "Actually...... You can trust me. ”

“？” Ren Pingsheng looked puzzled.

Xiao Rongxue saw that he didn't want to admit it, and sighed faintly: "You let me go a few times before, right?" ”

“？” Ren Pingsheng still looked puzzled.

Xiao Rongxue said: "In the battle of the hunting ground, the picture of you fighting with the demon clan is presented in the Xuanji mirror, and now everyone knows your ......."

"Know what about me?"

"Hidden strength."

Hidden strength?

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted, crying and laughing.

I want to explain, but I don't know how to speak.

I can't say that the reason why I can fight the demons alone is because I have cultivated the "Soul Devouring Technique", and the strength of the Yuan Shen is far beyond that of the same level of martial arts, and there are systematic points, and the attribute values are far beyond the same level of martial arts, right?

After thinking about it again and again, he could only push all this to the weapon in his hand: "The battle in the hunting ground has nothing to do with me, mainly relying on weapons." ”

"Weapons?" Xiao Rongxue was stunned.

"Yes."

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly, put the broken knife on the table, and introduced it seriously: "This is a weapon that awakens the spirit of the spirit, called the Minghong Knife, which was given to me by Emperor Zhaowu." ”

Hear the weapon of the Awakening Spirit.

Xiao Rongxue was stunned at first, then showed disbelief, and stared at the broken knife intently: "This is ...... Spiritual weapons? ”

The so-called spiritual weapon is the artifact after awakening the spiritual rhyme, whether it is a weapon or other objects, it can be called that.

"Minghong, come, show!" Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

When the words fell, Xiao Rongxue's heart jumped twice, and her eyes looked at the broken knife without blinking.

As the daughter of the Martial Arts League, she knows better than anyone how precious the spiritual weapon is.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's rare.

There is only one piece in the entire Wulin League, and his father treats it as a treasure on weekdays, and a separate courtyard is specially built for it.

It is no exaggeration to say that the father treats it better than his own daughter.

Thus.

Hearing that this ordinary broken knife turned out to be a spiritual weapon, she was so shocked.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The broken knife lay quietly on the stone table, motionless, just like her embroidered spring knife.

"Why didn't you react at all, could it be that you are still resting? Wait. ”

After waiting for a little half of the incense, Xiao Rongxue finally realized that she had been deceived by Ren Pingsheng again, and turned her head to look at him, speechless.

“……”

Don't talk about her, Ren Pingsheng is also speechless.

Before Xiao Rongxue came back, he tried a few times, and every time the knife was broken, he would respond, why didn't he react at all this time?

"Minghong?"

Ren Pingsheng called lightly, but still didn't react at all.

Xiao Rongxue clasped her hands to her chest, looking like I would watch you perform quietly.

"What's the situation?"

Ren Pingsheng muttered, stood up, gently stroked the handle of the broken knife, and said kindly: "Give me face, and I will take you to make a big sword another day." ”

Side.

When Xiao Rongxue saw this scene, she couldn't stand it anymore, and thought: Everyone has seen the scene of you fighting the demons alone, is it necessary to pretend to be crazy and stupid like this?

"Okay, okay, I believe you didn't hide your strength, the demons who fought alone all relied on weapons, so there was no need to ......"

The words are not finished yet.

The broken knife on the stone table suddenly rose to the sky, straight up, as if it was about to break through the clouds and cut down the bright moon.

After a few breaths, it fell from the sky, the moonlight sprinkled, and the cold light glimpsed, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days!

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air sounded in Xiao Rongxue's ears.

Just a few seconds.

The broken knife had already circled around her a few times, and finally stood firmly on Ren Pingsheng's side, standing out of thin air, spinning rapidly, and the divine soldiers descended from the sky, with momentum like a rainbow!

"It's really a spiritual weapon!"

Xiao Rongxue looked at this scene in a daze, her mouth opened slightly, her pupils shrunk, and her heart was shocked.

It is worthy of being a one-in-a-kind spiritual weapon, such a stylish way of appearing, and Ren Pingsheng, who fights alone in the hunting ground!

Side.

Ren Pingsheng was also amazed by the way the broken knife appeared.

was in a trance for a few seconds, and after realizing it, the feelings just pretended to be deaf and dumb to pave the way for the current appearance.

"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger...... You kid knows how to pretend to be slapped in the face! ”

Looking at the majestic and extremely windy broken knife in front of him, Ren Pingsheng was ashamed.

Xiao Rongxue stared at the broken knife intently, her eyes burst into light, and her face was full of envy.

Good for a while.

She looked at Ren Pingsheng, her voice trembling slightly: "Can I touch it?" ”

When she was a child, she wanted to touch her father's spiritual weapon to see how it was different from ordinary magic weapons.

Dad didn't allow it until he grew up, and he didn't have a chance to touch it, but now there is an opportunity in front of him, of course he wants to give it a try.

"It depends on whether it agrees or not." Ren Pingsheng shrugged.

Xiao Rongxue looked at the broken knife, her eyes lit up, and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Zheng!

The broken knife made a loud knife sound, hiding behind Ren Pingsheng, the meaning couldn't be clearer, no!

"Okay."

Xiao Rongxue was suddenly disappointed, but she didn't say anything, and changed the topic: "Why did Emperor Zhaowu give it to you?" ”

Each artifact is unique and extremely precious.

Even if it is not much different from ordinary weapons now, it has extremely strong potential, as long as it is not destroyed and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, it will grow into a peerless divine weapon sooner or later.

It is no exaggeration to say.

Even for the emperor, spiritual weapons are existences that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

Such a treasure, how could Emperor Zhaowu reward Ren Pingsheng.

Not to mention Ren Pingsheng, even his father, the king of Zhenbei, or the head of the cabinet, may not be able to get such a reward.

"Perhaps, because I'm his son-in-law?"

"Impossible."

Xiao Rongxue said: "If you can get a spiritual weapon as the son-in-law of Emperor Zhaowu, I am afraid that the monks of the world will flock to it, vying to marry the princess." ”

Ren Pingsheng asked, "Isn't it now?" ”

As far as he knew, both Chang An and Yun He, there were countless suitors, but they were often ignored by the emperor and them.

Xiao Rongxue was slightly stunned when she heard this.

It seems like...... Indeed it is.

"All in all, just the identity of a concubine, it is impossible for Emperor Zhaowu to give you a treasure of this level."

"That's probably because I'm related to Minghong."

Ren Pingsheng finished speaking.

The broken knife behind him suddenly rushed to him, and gently rubbed his arm with the side of the blade to show affection.

So cooperative?

Xiao Rongxue looked at the knife and person in front of her, and a feeling rose in her heart.

They are a couple, and they both have the same virtue.

When he is serious, he is like a gentleman, gentle and humble.

When it's not serious, it's cheap, and it's speechless.

"Even if it's a spirit weapon, in the battle of the hunting ground, the strength you showed is no less than that of the sixth grade."

"It's just a matter of accumulation."

Accumulation...... When Xiao Rongxue heard these four words, she fell silent, and only nodded after a while, agreeing with his statement.

He has lived and eaten with Ren Pingsheng for a few months, and Xiao Rongxue has seen his efforts.

In terms of hard work, the world's martial arts, I'm afraid that no one can compare to him.

Twenty years is like a day, if you don't make a hit, it's just a blockbuster, isn't it human nature?

"There has never been any hidden strength, and there is just an almost stubborn insistence of "martial arts wastewood". ”

Looking at Ren Pingsheng with a flat expression in front of him, Xiao Rongxue thought so in her heart.

"Why did you come back so late today, could it be that you just returned to Jingshi, and the Demon Suppression Division sent you a case again?"

Ren Pingsheng sat back on the stone bench and asked casually.

Hearing this, Xiao Rongxue sighed, looking helpless.

Did you really say that?

Ren Pingsheng asked curiously: "What case happened to the Jingshi again, and it has to be handed over to the Demon Suppression Division?" ”

Xiao Rongxue said: "Lang Zhong of the Jiangdong Qing Officials Division of the Household Department was found hanging himself at home, and he checked inside and outside the house, and no abnormalities were found, but his relatives did not want to accept it, not that Lang Zhong was murdered, and he had to check again tomorrow." ”

The household department is in charge of the fields, household registration, taxation, salaries, and all financial matters, and has a very high status among the six ministries, second only to the ministry of officials.

It handles government affairs internally, and has 12 bureaucratic divisions according to regions.

The Koto Seiji Division is in charge of the Koto region.

The Jiangdong region is the richest in the Great Zhou.

Therefore, as the Langzhong of the Jiangdong Qing Bureau, the deceased has a high status in the court, and he is the leader of the five products, and he is only one step away from being promoted to the rank of squire.

It is indeed unreasonable for such a character to suddenly hang himself in the house.

It is only natural for his family to suspect that he was murdered.

For this kind of case that there may be obvious tricks behind it, Ren Pingsheng didn't want to get involved in it, so he said casually: "Then you rest as soon as possible, don't delay the investigation tomorrow." ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Rongxue bowed slightly, answered, and glanced at the broken knife lying quietly on the stone table.

After thinking for a few seconds, he stood up and walked to his room.

When passing by the broken knife, he suddenly stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the broken knife.

Who would have thought.

The broken knife seemed to have been expected, and quickly retreated, leaving Xiao Rongxue feeling empty.

"Don't let me touch it, damn it!"

Xiao Rongxue looked unwilling, stared at the broken knife for a while, and then returned to the house.

After she left.

The broken knife made a loud knife sound, as if mocking her.

“……”

When Ren Pingsheng saw this scene, he was speechless for a while.

"Minghong's personality is not the same as I thought, they all say that the knife follows the owner, I hope it can become the same as me in the future, mature and steady, do your duty, don't always think about pretending to be forced to slap your face."

Thinking so, he grabbed the handle of the broken knife and walked back to the house.

"Go to bed."

Ren Pingsheng took off his coat, put the broken knife on the head of the bed, and closed his eyes to rest.

What he didn't notice was.

The broken knife lay beside him, slightly sideways, leaving only the side of the blade for him.

As if shy, he tossed and turned for a while before he gradually stopped.

…………

Following.

Early morning.

There was a glimmer of light in the sky, and a few birdsongs came into the house.

"Twitter-"

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes, and as usual, opened the system and signed in.

[Successful sign-in, strength +1]

He is used to stat point rewards.

Without the slightest fluctuation in my heart, I got up and changed my clothes.

First practiced "Immortal Gong", and then honed martial arts.

After doing all this, take out the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra" sent by the little heavenly master.

Open the browse and try to understand what it means.

"It's all messy, bullshit...... I still have to find a translator for the little heavenly master. ”

He looked at the mysterious and mysterious sentences in the ancient books, and decided to go to Mu Mansion in the south of the city to meet the little heavenly master.

The first is to understand the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra".

The second is to learn about the character of the little heavenly master by the way, so that it will be convenient to find a man for her when the time comes.

Think so.

Reaching out and stuffing the ancient book into his arms, he pushed open the door and walked out.

As soon as I left the courtyard, I saw Jiang Chuyue standing by the pool, holding a blooming peony flower in her hand, sniffing gently, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was intoxicated.

I was going to ignore her and leave directly.

After walking a few steps, it suddenly occurred to me.

According to Xiao Rongxue.

Isn't Jiang Chuyue also a disciple of the Daomen?

Although the Heavenly Sect is different from the traditional Taoist sects such as Baiyun Temple and Heavenly Master's Mansion, in some aspects, it should also be interconnected.

Maybe she can translate the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra" for herself?

That's it.

Ren Pingsheng walked up to Jiang Chuyue and called softly: "Miss Chuyue." ”

The voice fell.

Jiang Chuyue's body trembled slightly, turned around slowly, and looked at Ren Pingsheng with an incredulous look.

"What's the reaction?"

Ren Pingsheng looked puzzled, opened his mouth, and wanted to speak.

Before he could speak, he saw Jiang Chuyue's good-looking eyes covered with a layer of mist, and the slender arm holding the peony hung down slightly, sobbing quietly: "The son of the world is finally ...... Finally willing to talk to people. ”

Speaking here refers to active conversation.

“……”

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, chose to ignore the performance of the little drama spirit, went straight to the point, and asked: "Does the early moon girl know what is called...... The sky is clear and turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is quiet; Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are quiet. ”

These sentences are the beginning of the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra", if Jiang Chuyue can understand it, there is a high probability that she can understand this exercise.

In that case, you can ask her to translate part of it first.

The rest of the part, wait for Chang An to recover, let Chang An translate.

The Yin and Yang Heart Sutra is a dual cultivation method that requires the cooperation of both parties to practice.

When the Celestial Master gave it to himself, he would definitely consider this.

Therefore, it should not be in the way to teach it to your own lady.

"The sky is clear and turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is quiet; Men are clear and women are turbid, men are moving and women are quiet......"

Jiang Chuyue recited it softly, as if she had thought of something, lowered her eyes slightly, gently pinched the hem of her skirt with her two small hands, and put on a shy look, her voice was soft and glutinous, and she said coquettishly: "The prince hates it." ”

“？” Ren Pingsheng looked dazed.

Jiang Chuyue shook her body slightly, and said shyly: "The prince said this to others, because he wanted to double cultivate with others." ”

Hearing the words Shuangxiu, Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up: "She really knows!" ”

"If it's the son of the world, it's not impossible."

Jiang Chuyue bowed her head slightly, drooping her long eyelashes, and her voice was like a mosquito: "After all, people are the little maids of the prince's house, and when the senior sister is not there, she should help the prince......

However, people have to talk to the senior sister, and the senior sister agrees, otherwise the senior sister will definitely be unhappy.

Also, people are afraid of pain, the son of the world should be gentle, you can't beat people, and you can't use some strange things to bully people......"

Speaking of which.

She raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, and her big watery eyes blinked slightly: "So, when is the prince going to double cultivate with others?" ”

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, took out the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra" from his arms, and asked, "Has Miss Chuyue read this book?" ”

Seeing the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra", Jiang Chuyue was slightly stunned, and her eyes showed a touch of curiosity: "This book, where did the prince get it?" ”

"Friends send each other."

Ren Pingsheng replied and continued to ask: "Can Miss Chuyue add some notes to this book?" ”

As if she knew the meaning of this book to her senior sister, Jiang Chuyue rarely got serious, and shook her head gently: "Just a few words, people can read it, if it is connected, only the disciples of Baiyunguan and Longhushan will know the deep meaning, if the prince doesn't mind, you can give it to Baiyunguan and let them annotate." ”

Do you still have to be a disciple of the traditional Daomen?

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly, thanked him, and walked towards the door of the mansion.

Jiang Chuyue watched him drift away, until his back disappeared from sight, he didn't think of anything, and pouted aggrievedly: "The prince hasn't answered other people's questions yet, when do you plan to ...... with others?"

…………

South of the city.

Mu Mansion.

Somewhere in the courtyard.

A middle-aged woman in plain clothes, with a haggard face and red eyes, asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Rou'er, is there a way for you to recall your uncle's three souls and six spirits, even if it is only for a stick of incense."

I, I just want to know, why he was so ruthless, leaving this family behind and going by himself...... If he hadn't hanged himself, who would have done such a poisonous act to him. ”

Mu Rou was wearing a cyan robe, with a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, she shook her head gently, feeling guilty, and replied softly: "Uncle's three souls and six spirits have dissipated into heaven and earth, even if it is me, there is nothing I can do." ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, tears couldn't stop slipping from her eyes, and the whole person looked even more haggard, and her voice trembled: "There's really no way, your uncle has raised your sister and brother as his own children since he was a child, and now he is dead unclear and unclear, you, you can't bear to look at it like this......

Uncle and aunt know that you are the heir of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the apprentice of the Old Heavenly Master, you must have a way, right? As long as you have a stick of incense, your uncle will promise you anything. ”

Hearing this, Mu Rou's uncle's voice and appearance appeared in her mind, and sadness and guilt surged into her heart like a tide, making it difficult for her to breathe for a moment.

Side.

A young man with red eyes supported the middle-aged woman, with a look of indignation: "Mother, let's not ask her, it's useless to ask, in her eyes, her father's life, how important is her cultivation and becoming an immortal, without her, we can find the murderer and avenge my father!" ”

When Mu Rou heard this, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

A gust of wind blew.

Her face turned a little pale, and she swallowed back what she wanted to say, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and cough lightly.

When the middle-aged woman saw this scene, she stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and her voice was hoarse: "You are well recuperated...... Zhong'er, let's go, don't disturb your cousin's rest. ”

With the help of the boy, he left the courtyard.

Mu Rou stretched out her hand to keep the middle-aged woman, but after all, she couldn't open her mouth because of coughing.

She and her younger brother grew up in their uncle's house, and they have long regarded their uncle as their father.

Her uncle hanged himself in the house for no reason, and she was also uncomfortable, and she also wanted to know the truth about her uncle's hanging.

As soon as I returned to Mu Mansion yesterday, I had already tried to recall my uncle's soul.

But...... Most of my uncle's soul has already dissipated, and there is only a little left, even if it is my master's father, he can only barely maintain it, and it is almost impossible to know the truth from his soul.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Covered his mouth and coughed for a while.

Mu Rou gradually recovered, spread out her palm, and saw a pool of blood.

In the past few days since leaving the Heavenly Master's Mansion, his illness has become more and more serious.

Master said that if he didn't practice the Yin and Yang Heart Sutra, he wouldn't live for three years, and he should say this to comfort himself.

In fact, I'm afraid I won't even live for a year.

I thought that in the last period of my life, I would say goodbye to the people I cared about one by one, but I didn't expect that as soon as I returned to Beijing, my uncle left me without explanation.

"Uncle ......"

Mu Rou looked at the bloodstains in her palms, feeling sorrowful, and her eyebrows were full of sadness.

"Miss."

At this time, a maid walked in and said softly: "There is a distinguished guest from outside the house, claiming to be the prince of Zhenbei, and I want to ask you for something." ”

The prince of Zhenbei?

Mu Rou was slightly stunned, raised her eyes to look at the maid, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

Longhu Mountain is located in the north.

She naturally knows something about this prince in the north.

Even, the master asked her to go down the mountain and return to Beijing, and the name she used was to send a book to the prince of Zhenbei.

It stands to reason that the prince of Zhenbei came to visit, and he, a little heavenly master, should not be turned away.

But.

She was already exhausted because of the fatigue of the journey, and when she returned to Beijing, she suddenly encountered the death of her relatives, so she really didn't have the heart or energy to meet the prince of Zhenbei.

Think about it for a few seconds.

She looked at the maid, her eyebrows were full of tiredness: "Please tell him that when the prince comes to visit, I should go out to greet him, but in the past few days, the old disease has recurred, and I am bedridden, and I have more than enough strength to see each other...... cough cough ......"

The words are not finished yet.

A light breeze blew, and he coughed violently, and his face became more and more pale.

When the maid saw this scene, her face was worried, and she stepped forward to help: "It's windy outside, Miss hurry up and go into the house to rest." ”

"You...... Ahem, ahem. ”

Mu Rou entered the house with her support, and wanted to say something, but ...... One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach..

"Miss doesn't need to say much, the slaves and maids all understand, and the slaves and maids will make it clear to the son."

Hearing this, Mu Rou coughed and nodded lightly.

…………

After a stick of incense.

Outside the gate.

"Shizi, my young lady said that when Shizi came to visit, she should go out to greet her, but she was just ......"

The maid repeated Mu Rou's words, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Shizi, what Miss said is true.

The prince should know that my young lady was already frail and sickly, and when she returned to Beijing from the north, she was tired all the way, and she was already tired, and she encountered ......"

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "I met my master died suddenly, and I was worried about becoming ill, and I was afraid that I would have to recuperate for ten days and a half months before I could barely recover." ”

The owner of the Mu Mansion died?

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, and his face was thoughtful.

At this juncture, it is indeed not appropriate to find someone to translate the practice of double cultivation.

So it seems that we can only wait a little longer.

As soon as he thought of this, Ren Pingsheng slowly spoke: "Tell me about your troubles, please mourn Miss Murou." ”

"Hmm." The little maid bowed slightly.

Ren Pingsheng hesitated for a moment, then took out a few silver tickets from his arms and handed them over: "If Miss Murou recovers, she will be tired." ”

"Slaves can't ask for it." The little maid waved her hand busily.

Pulled for two or three rounds.

The little maid still doesn't want silver.

Ren Pingsheng had no choice but to give up and said: "Miss Mu Rou's illness, if you need to use medicinal materials, you can also come to this son, and this son will try his best to help." ”

The Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Zhenbei Wangfu have always been good friends, and it is always right to release more goodwill to its successors.

When the little maid heard this, a warmth surged in her heart.

"Shizi seems to be a good man...... I don't know if he has a way to find out the truth about the death of his master. ”

As soon as she thought of this, the little girl's face showed a hint of hesitation, and she stopped talking.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng asked, "What does the girl have to say?" ”

The little maid was a little entangled, and she didn't know whether to open her mouth or not.

The prince of Zhenbei Wang sounds very powerful, and it should not be difficult for him to find out the truth about the death of the master

But after all, she is just a little girl.

If he makes such a request for no reason, he will definitely refuse, right?

Even if the lady comes forward, it may not be possible.

The little maid thought so, so she listened to the prince and said softly: "The girl has something, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's gentle face, he was the same as a decent and humble gentleman in the script.

She finally made up her mind, plucked up her courage, and asked in a trembling voice: "Can the prince help Miss and Madame." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "The girl might as well talk in detail, what to help, how to help?" ”

She had already spoken, and she no longer twisted, and said what she thought in her heart.

"My wife has always felt that there was another reason for my master's death, and the slave maid didn't know if there was a way for the prince to find out why the master died suddenly."

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he was slightly stunned.

It's not because the little girl's request was too sudden.

He just thought that the case that Xiao Rongxue mentioned last night was somewhat similar to the situation in Mu Mansion.

It's all about people who die suddenly, and their relatives don't believe it and want to find out the truth.

"Could it be that the owner of this Mu Mansion is Lang Zhong of the Household Jiangdong Qing Officials Division mentioned by Xiao Nuxia last night?"

As soon as he thought of this, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "If it's true, it's too coincidental." ”

Seeing his complicated expression, the little maid hurriedly said: "It's the slave who is too presumptuous, forgive me." ”

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth to explain, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Huh...... Why are you here? ”

When I turned my head to look, I saw a unicorn suit standing there, holding an embroidered spring knife in his hand, looking heroic.

It was Xiao Nuxia.

"Sure enough, I guessed right."

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, and said, "Come and see a friend." ”

Xiao Rongxue was a little curious: "It's the first time I heard that you still have friends in Jingshi, could it be a young girl with a beautiful face and moon appearance?" ”

That's right.

Whether it's a flower or a moon, I don't know.

Ren Pingsheng replied in his heart, and said lightly: "It's a friend from the north, and I just returned to Beijing yesterday." ”

Xiao Rongxue immediately understood something and asked, "Are you talking about the Little Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" ”

Ren Pingsheng did not deny it, and bowed slightly.

Xiao Rongxue said: "Mu Mansion is in chaos during this time, she probably doesn't have time to see you." ”

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Can I participate in this case?" ”

I didn't want to get involved because this case had nothing to do with me.

Not anymore.

The Lang Zhong who died was obviously a relative of the little heavenly master.

If you can find out the truth and give an explanation to the family of the deceased, you will definitely be able to gain the favor of the little heavenly master.

In the future, whether it is to ask the little heavenly master to help translate the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra", or to complete the task of the old heavenly master, it will be much more convenient to take her to find a partner.

After all, she owes herself a favor.

Even if she can't find out the truth, she will do her best, and she will be more or less grateful in her eyes.

When Xiao Rongxue heard that he was going to participate, a bright light burst out in her eyes, and excitement appeared between her eyebrows.

This case is stable!

She was afraid that Ren Pingsheng would regret it, so she hurriedly said: "I can't ask for it!" ”

After speaking.

The two entered the gate of Mu Mansion one after another.

Before the little maid could react to what was happening, she stood in place, stunned for a while before realizing that the prince had agreed to her request.

With excitement on his face, he trotted all the way back to Mu Rou.

"Miss, Miss, the prince said that he is willing to help us find out the truth about the death of the master!"

“？” Mu Rou's eyes showed a look of confusion.

Next, the little maid told everything that had just happened as it was.

Mu Rou's expression was slightly dazed, and she sighed in her heart after a while.

I didn't say anything, but I thought in my heart: "The Demon Suppression Division is helpless, how can he find out, I'm just afraid that he is asking for me, just pretending......"