There is no way to find the reason, but about Liu and Xiaoming, we still need to think about it in the long run.

But after thinking about it, I feel that I don't know where to start, all the people who can check it, and all the things that I inquire, there is no sign at all!

Bai Yunqing was a little impatient, the inn was tedious, empty, and now it was already after dawn, so he simply went out to relax.

Although Pinjin City is not as prosperous as Chunqiu City, it can be regarded as having everything, but at this time, he is concerned about one thing, and he has no desire for what he sees.

"Donor, your meat bun is so fragrant! Is it good to reward a poor monk to eat?"

"Where did the stinky monk come from, get out of the ......"

"Don't be like this, you see that you are out of the cage so much, reward one, my Buddha is merciful, the donor is kind, and he will be blessed by the Buddha in the future!"

Bai Yunqing, who lowered his head and pondered, was in a complicated and chaotic heart, and suddenly a familiar laughter sounded in his ears, and he looked up, who was the crazy monk who was not that day?

I saw the mad monk holding a fan in his hand, narrowing his eyes into a slit, and lying in front of a steamed bun shop on the street with a bit of thief eyebrows, stubbornly pestering the shop that sold steamed buns and hating steamed buns.

The shopkeeper was quite impatient, and the number of onlookers around him increased, as if they were pointing fingers, full of benevolence and morality, accusing the shopkeeper of not having a good heart.

"Donor, you can reward one to the poor monk, the poor monk has been hungry for three or five days, it is really difficult to walk, some exhausted, trance, and even ......" The mad monk deliberately dragged out his voice, his body shook non-stop, and a flat sand goose fell to the ground, and continued to wail miserably.

"Even weak, I can't see the road ahead, I'm afraid my life is not guaranteed, donor, you are the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the vast inspiration, and you are kind-hearted, and you can't bear to see the poor monk die on the street...... Oops......"

The shopkeeper pointed his nose and glared, but he couldn't answer a sentence, and his hands trembled and pointed at him tremblingly.

"You...... You ......"

"Look, why is Lao Li in this shop like this, isn't it just a bun?"

"It's just, so stingy!"

The people around the theater only regarded it as a joke and pointed at it gloatingly, but no one stepped forward to reason and help, and those who talked about the stinginess of the shopkeeper did not come forward to buy a bun and give alms to the crazy monk.

"Where am I stingy, I ......"

"Oops...... I want to starve to death the poor monk!!" The mad monk howled like a wolf, and he didn't care about the eyes of everyone around him, and lay on the ground rolling and splashing.

"Boss, a basket of steamed buns, na, this is a grain of broken silver!"

Bai Yunqing chuckled and shook his head, stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Come on, little brother, this is a basket of steamed buns, full of portions, all freshly baked, and the ingredients are fresh!"

The boss lifted the steamer, picked up ten steaming buns and put them in a paper bag, and handed them to Bai Yunqing.

Bai Yunqing took the bun, looked at the crazy monk rolling on the ground, squinted and smiled, squatted down and handed the bag to him.

The mad monk secretly raised his eyes and glanced at it, took it with a smile, took one out of his gobbling up, and stuffed it into his mouth, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

"This little brother has a good heart!"

"That's it, Lao Li's conscience was eaten by a dog!"

"That's it, that's it, his buns can only sell dogs in the future"

The boss's face sank, his anger burned, he went straight to his head, and scolded with a gloomy face: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk! How can you have a kind heart and not buy it yourself! Talk nonsense here, bah! Look, it's really shameless!"

"Crazy monk, aren't you afraid of being hot?"

Seeing that the ten buns were eaten by the mad monk in just a moment, and seeing that he was still unsatisfied with wiping his mouth, Bai Yunqing said funny, and then got up to leave.

"Hehe, little donor, the poor monk eats not buns, the poor monk eats by fate!" The mad monk was unusual, got up and stared at him squarely, folded his hands, and bowed lightly.

"It turned out to be a crazy monk!"

Everyone quipped, mockingly looking at Bai Yunqing and the mad monk, and the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only him and the people in front of him, and of course, the shopkeeper.

"Don't talk about fate, yesterday I sent you roast chicken, and today I picked you up hungry, if you want to be fate?

Bai Yunqing smiled disappreciably, ignored him anymore, and walked straight away, passing by him.

The mad monk rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were white, his mouth was slugging, and he twisted his waist and followed closely behind Bai Yunqing.

Sensing that someone was following behind him, Bai Yunqing raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, couldn't help frowning, turned his head a little annoyed, and his tone was quite impatient, "Are you still following? Do you really think I'm a bully? Or aren't you, a monk, on the other hand?"

"Hehe" The crazy monk slapped the fan back and forth calmly, said with a chuckle, shaking his head and looking like a monk who had attained the Tao, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye!"

He jumped in front of Bai Yunqing, grabbed Bai Yunqing's hand, and carefully examined his face, sometimes teasing with his hands, looking at his ears for a moment, and then said solemnly, "Strange, strange, yesterday I saw the five elements, and today I am dead!

Bai Yunqing slapped away the hand he put on his shoulder in annoyance, and said coldly with disdain, "Nonsense, full of crazy words!"

The mad monk shook his head and sighed, not leaving because of Bai Yunqing's cold attitude, but just greeted him with a smile and pulled his mouth.

"Do I know you're looking for last night's tragedy? yes or no?"

Just as Bai Yunqing pushed him away and left sideways, the mad monk's sudden words surprised him, and he looked at the mad monk in surprise, his eyes full of inquiry.

"To tell you the truth, I came to sell the Golden City to travel, but I stayed here to find the spirits hidden in this city!"

"The spirits in the city, could it be last night?"

"No, it wasn't that thing last night, but there was the smell of that thing in the place where the incident happened last night, and this smell frequently appeared on the first floor of the city!"

Bai Yunqing has no doubt that there is him, what the mad monk said is true, but it is also untrue, concise and to the point, which can be seen about the events of last night.

"Can I trust you?"

"I don't care if you believe it or not, I also said what I should say, besides, I said fate, if you and I don't have a fate, I won't tell you! haha!"

The mad monk laughed, fanned the wind a few more times, shook his head and squinted, and shrugged.

Bai Yunqing was careful in his heart, but he really couldn't find the slightest flaw in his words, and he told himself that it was exactly what he needed.

The mad monk didn't say anything, turned his head and turned away, shaking his ass, twisting and twisting as if he was so unhappy, and humming a babbling song in his mouth.

"Confused and upside down, the world is confused.

Yesterday was me, today is you, and tomorrow there will be red dust ......"

"I forgot to tell you, the thing I chased can be sure to be in the Yanyu Building! The poor monk advised you not to go, I watched your palmistry, this Yanyu Building has a disaster for you, if you ......"

Before the mad monk could finish his persuasion, Bai Yunqing interrupted his words, looked at his departing figure and asked.

"That thing has something to do with last night's killer?"

The mad monk waved his hand, bowed his head and said nothing, shrugged his shoulders and danced madly to leave, and disappeared into the crowd of people on the street in a moment, disappearing from sight.

Bai Yunqing thought about the meaning of the crazy monk's words, and knew that he intended to prevent himself from going to Yanyu Tower, but when he thought about Liu and Xiaoming's miserable appearance last night, as well as the sadness of his mother when she was old overnight, Bai Yunqing knew that he couldn't do things and ignore them, and he traveled through the world and the world, relying on a wisp of righteousness in his heart!

His heart was firm, and when he asked people about the specific location of the Yanyu Building, he rushed there without stopping.

Not far after he left, the figure of the mad monk quietly came, he sighed slightly, smiled miserably, as if muttering to himself, and said in a weak voice, "That's it, this word cause and effect is not a ...... that my monk can avoid after all."

Yanyu Building, in the central street of Pinjincheng, the building is several zhang high, the building view is magnificent, there is "a dangerous building is 100 feet high, the hand can pick the stars", it is the first place to watch the stars and admire the moon in Pinjincheng, and the place where the beautiful woman meets.

However, what Bai Yunqing never thought of was that the reason why Yanyu Tower was so famous had to start with its construction.

It has a long history, quite the style of the ancients, the building has the famous painting and poetry, the carved beams and paintings outside the building, the whitewash is shining, it looks like a mirage in the distance, the pavilion in the air.

Yanyu Lou was originally a private thing, but I don't know when the owner disappeared, and there was a building that could not make ends meet, so it was mortgaged to Tang Yu, the old city lord of Jincheng, and it was estimated that the Yanyu Building seen today was Tang Yu's private property.

Bai Yunqing looked at this ghostly pavilion, I have to say that its structure is magnificent and atmospheric, the guards standing at the gate are waiting for them, and their faces have not slackened in the slightest, and among the crowd, occasionally a few people come forward to inquire, and they want to enter this building, but they are all rejected one by one.

Asked the people carefully, only to understand that as early as a few months ago, Yanyulou had been announced by Tang Yu to suspend business, and everyone just thought that the old city lord wanted to repair it, reopen it with a whole load, and make a fortune, but they didn't want this stop to be months, and there were soldiers changing guards every day, as if there was a treasure inside.

After a few inquiries, Bai Yunqing already had a plan in his heart, and he needed the governor to have a demon when something was abnormal, and he didn't do it well, but he suddenly stopped for a few months, and he didn't pretend to be tidy, how could it be strange?

As the mad monk said, the breath of the thing he was chasing seemed to appear frequently in this pavilion, and in a thought of what passers-by said Tang Yu stopped to make a living, I was afraid that it was arranged by that thing!

After hesitating for a moment, carefully observing the gate of the pavilion or the platform in the building, there were soldiers patrolling back and forth, and the various exits were heavily guarded, and they didn't know where to enter for a while.

Bai Yunqing was secretly annoyed, and had no choice but to turn around and leave, thinking about the night in the smoke and rain building to investigate, he had determined that the building was extraordinary, not at all different business appearance, but like doing some stealing chickens and dogs.

And just as Bai Yunqing turned to leave, a person suddenly walked out of the Yanyu Building, if Bai Yunqing was here, he would definitely recognize that the person was the red-armored warrior who clashed with him in the natural residence, Tang Yu's personal guard.

I saw him go out and look at each other, and then greeted the guards twice, and then gave two more orders, and left in a hurry.

Bai Yunqing walked on the streets, slowly walking back to the natural residence from the city, most of the rumors about last night were still there along the way, but from time to time a team of soldiers came up, scolding those who talked about Liu and Xiaoming.

The natural dwelling, as usual, was congested with passengers, there were no empty seats, and there were countless drinks and pleasures, but now the things that were talked about after the meal were all replaced by the tragedy of last night.

There are all kinds of angry accusations of the incompetence of the government, there are all kinds of hatred for the bloody cruelty of the murderer, there are all kinds of pity for the widow of the Liu family, and there are all kinds of glad that they escaped the catastrophe...... All kinds of things in the world are presented one by one in the wine.