The little Taoist boy who went to announce it took a while to come back slowly. Chaomu Yirong and the other three saluted, and said that the two protectors of the country were invited. After speaking, lead the way ahead.

The backyard of the immortal master temple is elegant and pleasant, not as smoky and noisy as the Taoist temple in front, as if the world and the fairy land are separated by a line, and they do not disturb each other.

The courtyard is full of tall bamboo, a stone path passes through the bamboo forest, the gentle breeze blows, and the fresh fragrance of the bamboo is fragrant.

Passing through the bamboo forest, it can be seen that there is a stone bridge not far away, and there is a gurgling water flowing slowly under the bridge. ”

Xiao Daotong smiled gently: "The Nineteenth Prince is not here today, if it was in the past, the two immortal masters sang together in this flute, then it would really be a different style." ”

The Nineteenth Prince smiled: "Hearing you say this, it's really not at the right time, it's a pity." ”

As he spoke, everyone had already walked to the house made of bamboo, and Xiao Daotong stepped on the wooden stairs, stood in front of the open door and said inward: "Immortal Master, the Nineteenth Prince and the two officials of Dali Temple have visited. ”

Yimei's voice immediately came from inside, inviting the nineteenth prince and the two officials of Dali Temple to enter.

When the three of them walked into the house, they saw Xunhe sitting on the edge of the bed with red eyes, and they didn't get up when they saw the three of them come in.

Yi Mei greeted him with a smile, bowed to the three of them, and ordered Xiao Daotong to go down to prepare new refreshments.

The nineteenth prince looked at Xunhe, who looked aggrieved and sobbed, smiled and said that you are not welcome, and then sat down on the stool unceremoniously.

Xunhe glanced up at the three of them, but he didn't mean to get up and salute, and twisted his head to the side again.

Yi Mei apologized to the three princes of the nineteenth: "The innocent death of the beloved apprentice, the junior brother is really difficult to accept, he is rude for a while, I hope the nineteenth prince and Mu Shilang will forgive." ”

The nineteenth prince shook the fan in his hand with a kind face: "Immortal masters don't have to be confined to the worldly etiquette, the two of you have lost your beloved disciples, and the king can understand the feelings." ”

The nineteenth prince said, looking at Xunhe: "It's just that the Si people are gone, and the Xunhe Immortal Master should not be overly sad and take care of his body." ”

Compared with Yimei, Xunhe did seem excessively sad, Yimei heard the words of the nineteenth prince, and sighed: "My junior brother is soft-hearted, and he can't see the killing of the most, but he didn't expect ......."

When Yimei said this, she let out a long lament: "Heming's child is really pitiful, he is an orphan like my junior brother, and he has suffered a lot since he was a child. The younger brother pushed himself and others, and cherished this apprentice very much, and now the disciple encounters such a thing, it is really like the pain of losing a child, and I ask for the forgiveness of several adults. ”

As soon as Yimei's words fell, Xunhe jumped up from the bed and rushed outward, shouting that he would go to the emperor to make decisions for him, catch the man who killed his disciple, and skin him alive.

Yimei quickly stopped Xunhe, Xunhe struggled twice, but did not break free, so he lay on his stomach on the chest of his senior brother Yimei and cried loudly.

"Senior brother, why did that kid Heming die, I'm unwilling, I hate it so much!"

Yi Mei's eyes were misty, she gently patted Xunhe's back, and comforted him softly: "Didn't the Holy Lord already send the Nineteenth Prince to cooperate with Dali Temple to investigate the case, I believe that we will soon be able to find out the truth and catch the murderer who killed Heming." ”

When Xunhe heard this, he finally raised his head from Yimei's chest and looked at the Nineteenth Prince and Mu Yirong: "You guys are here, but you have already found out who is the murderer of the good apprentice of this immortal master?"

Catching the murderer is not going to the chicken pen to catch chickens, where can it be so fast!

Mu Yirong told Xunhe that they came to ask some questions about Heming, hoping that the two immortal masters could help answer questions, so that they could catch Heming's murderer as soon as possible.

Xunhe heard that Dali Temple had not found any clues, and his two eyebrows were suddenly twisted into twists, and the very dissatisfied Dao Dali Temple was not the best at investigating cases, and his apprentice who protected the country was killed, but there were no clues, so he didn't care about it.

Mu Yirong just heard that the crane immortal master who gave the title of general was not very good, but he never expected that it would be like this when a woman was messing around, which was shocking.

Such a person, who claims to be pure-hearted and has few desires, sees through the red dust of the world, how can he be so unconvincing!

Mu Yirong patiently explained to Xunhe that the investigation of the case is also a step-by-step process, from the discovery of the body to the present, they have visited many people to investigate the place where the victim's body was stored before, and then they came to ask the two, and there was no slackness.

Xunhe snorted and said "best", if Dali Temple didn't care about investigating the case, he would definitely go to the Holy Lord to sue the emperor and punish them.

Mu Yirong has seen many family members of the victims, who were stimulated by excessive sadness, became emotional, and did not choose to blame the murderer, but verbally abused the officials who investigated the case, and even beat people.

Therefore, Mu Yirong didn't care about Xunhe's cynical attitude.

As for the Nineteenth Prince, he has always treated people he thinks are unimportant as farts. Seocho is usually only interested in corpses that can't speak, and feels that corpses that can't speak will always give people more useful and real clues. After all, you can never know in advance how many words are true or false in the mouth of someone who speaks at length about you!

Yimei comforted the emotional Xunhe again, Daomu Shilang came here to find out the cause of Heming's death, and they should actively cooperate, so that they can catch Heming's murderer as soon as possible.

After speaking, he asked Mu Yirong what questions he wanted to know about Heming?

Mu Yirong took out a booklet from his arms, borrowed a brush from Yimei, and began to record and ask questions at the same time.

Mu Yirong first asked the two, do you remember when he said he was going to Yunyou, and did he say where he was going?

Yimei thought for a while, and when he went to the lunar month, Heming said that the ice households in Lantian County asked him to sacrifice Si Han when he was picking ice. He didn't remember exactly what time it was.

After speaking, he looked at Xunhe, and Xunhe said loudly and very affirmatively: "The day of the winter solstice." ”

On the day of the great cold of the four or nine days, Heming told Xunhe that the Shen family and the Wei family of the Binghu in Lantian County wanted to invite him to be a guest in advance.

Because the New Year is approaching, many families in the countryside will hold happy events, hold a feast, invite him to be lively, be happy, and set up an altar by the way to pray for blessings for the newlyweds.

Yimei listened to Xunhe's words, and immediately nodded, saying that he remembered that Heming was indeed in Shangjing on the day of the winter solstice.

Mu Yirong asked the two again, but did he see Heming leave Shangjing with his own eyes?

Xunhe nodded, saying that the winter solstice was to prevent freezing off their ears, and according to custom, they ate dumplings.

He ate a little too much, and he happened to have nothing to do, so he and his senior brother Yimei sent Heming out of the capital.