Hui Ming was taken aback: "The lame immortal can't heal himself, and he passed away, which is extremely bad." "Thinking of the long death of the deceased, and the strange path from now on, I can't help but feel sad in my heart.

Following Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian, they had also arrived on horseback, and the two shouted in unison: "Yo!"

Suddenly I heard the cry in the door, it was the voice of a woman: "Master, you are as skilled as a god, how could you have imagined that you would suddenly suffer from an emergency and leave us." Master, although you are known as 'Saihuatuo', it can be seen that in the end you are finally no match for King Yama, but I am afraid that you will have to suffer a lot when you reach the underworld. ”

Soon three carts and six Shaolin monks arrived. Deng Baichuan jumped off the horse and said loudly: "Master Huiming of Shaolin Temple led his friends to come to ask for a lame immortal. His voice rang like a bell, and the crying in the door stopped.

After a while, an old man came out, dressed as a servant, with tears on his face, sobbing and crying very sadly, beating his chest and saying, "The old man died yesterday afternoon, you ...... You will not see him coming. ”

Hui Ming Heten asked, "What disease did Mr. Liang suffer from and pass away?"

The old servant wept and said, "I don't know what the disease is, and suddenly I swallowed my breath." The old man's body has always been clean and healthy, and he is not old, so he really didn't expect it. He was an old man who treated others, and the medicine cured the disease, but ...... But he himself ......"

Hui Ming asked again, "Who else is in Mr. Liang's family?"

The old servant said, "No, there is no one." ”

Gong Yeqian and Deng Baichuan glanced at each other, and they both felt that when the old servant said these two words, his tone was a little insincere, not to mention that he heard the woman's cry just now.

Hui Ming sighed: "Life and death are fate, since this is the case, wait for us to bow in front of the old friend's spirit." ”

The old servant said, "This ...... This one...... Yes, yes. "Lead the crowd into the gate.

Gongye Qian took a step behind and whispered to Deng Baichuan: "Big brother, I see that there seems to be something strange in the middle, this old servant is a little sneaky. Deng Baichuan nodded, and followed the old servant to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall is poorly furnished, everything is not complete, the spirit card reads "the spiritual position of good official service", a few words are tall and powerful, it is the handwriting of a learned person, and it is by no means that the old servant can write.

Gongye Qian saw it in his eyes and didn't speak. And every one of them bowed before the spiritual seat. Gongye Qian turned his head and saw more than a dozen clothes drying on the bamboo poles in the patio, including women's shirts and a few small clothes for boys and girls, and thought: "The lame fairy obviously has a family, why is there no one in the old servant?"

Hui Ming said: "We came all the way to ask Mr. Liang for treatment, but I didn't expect Mr. Liang to pass away." It's so sad. It's getting late, and I'm going to spend the night in the house tonight. ”

The old servant was in a big trouble. Said: "This...... This one...... Well, all right, please take a seat in the hall, and the villain will arrange the cooking. ”

Hui Ming said: "The housekeeper doesn't have to worry too much, coarse rice and vegetarian dishes, that's it." ”

The old servant said, "Yes, yes! Please take a seat." He led the people to the outer hall, and turned and entered.

After a long time, the old servant never came to offer tea. Hui Ming said in his heart: "This old servant is newly mourned by the master, and it is inevitable that he will be fascinated. Alas, Senior Brother Hui'an has cold poison in his body, but he doesn't know what to do?"

Everyone waited for half an hour, but the old servant was nowhere to be seen. The gentleman became agitated and said, "I'll go find a saliva to drink." ”

Hui Hao said: "Mr. One, please sit down and rest." I'm going to help the old man boil water. He got up and walked to the inner hall. Gongye Qian wanted to inspect the movements of the Liang family and said, "I'll go with you." ”

The two walked to the back. The house of the good family is really not small, there are five entrances before and after, but inside and outside, there is no figure. The two found the kitchen, and even the old servant was gone.

Gong Yeqian knew that something was wrong, and quickly returned to the hall and said, "The situation in this house is not right, that lame immortal is only afraid that it is a fake death." ”

Hui Ming stood up and said strangely, "What?"

Gongye said, "Master, I want to go and see the coffin." ”

Running into the mourning hall, he stretched out his hand to carry the coffin, but suddenly his mind moved, he retracted his hands, took a long robe from the bamboo pole in the patio, and put it on his hand. Tianzong Liang said: "Afraid of poison on the coffin?"

Gongye said: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and we must not guard against them." As soon as Yun Jin lifted the coffin, he felt that it was very heavy, and the plan contained in it was not a dead person, and he said: "The lame fairy is really a fake death." ”

Tian Zongliang pulled out a single knife and said, "Pry open the lid of the coffin and take a look." ”

Gongye said: "This person is known as a miracle doctor, and he must be good at using poison, fourth brother, but be careful." ”

Tian Zongliang said: "I should know. ”

Insert the tip of the single knife into the crack of the coffin lid and pull it upward, only the sound of rolling can be heard, and the coffin lid is slowly lifted. Tian Zongliang held his breath, for fear that poisonous powder would float out of the coffin.

He went to the patio, grabbed the two hens that were pecking at the insects under the laurel tree, returned to the mourning hall, raised his hand, threw the two hens, and swept across the coffin.

The two hens clucked, landed in front of the throne, and ran out of the patio again, but only a few steps, and suddenly turned over. After a few stretches of his feet, he dies without moving.

At this time, a cold wind blew under the corridor, and the feathers on the two dead chickens flew off and danced with the wind. When everyone saw it, they were all shocked.

As soon as the two hens were poisoned and died, the feathers on their bodies fell off, which shows the fierceness of the poison. For a moment, no one dared to approach the coffin.

Hui Ming said: "Master Deng, what is the reason for that?

As he spoke, he stood up, climbed on the beam with his left hand, and looked into the coffin, only to see that the coffin was full of stones, and in the stones was a large bowl, and the bowl was filled with water.

This bowl of water is naturally poison. Hui Ming shook his head, floated down, and said, "Even if the good donor refuses to treat his injuries, he doesn't need to arrange such a vicious mechanism to frame us.

The Shaolin faction has no grudges against him, isn't this kind of behavior unreasonable......? Could it be ......?" he said "Isn't it" twice in a row, but he was silent, thinking in his heart: "Could it be that he has any deep hatred and grudge with Tsing Yiju?"

Consistent Shi said: "You don't have to guess randomly, my son-in-law and the lame fairy have never known, and they have no grudges." If there is any beam, the pain in us will be ten times stronger, and we will never come to the enemy in a low voice. Are you the one with the surname one and the surname Tian with such pus-filled goods?"

Hui Ming said: "What the first donor said is that the old monk guessed wrong. "He is a high-ranking monk, and he has thought so in his heart, although he has not said it in his mouth, but he has also admitted his fault.

Deng Baichuan said: "The poisonous gas here is extremely strong, so it is not advisable to delay more, let's go to the front hall and sit on the ground." ”

At that moment, everyone came to the front hall, expressing their opinions, and they couldn't guess the reason for the trap laid by the lame fairy pretending to be dead.

The scholar said: "This lame immortal is so hateful, let's burn his ghost nest with a fire." ”

Deng Baichuan said: "I can't help it, Mr. Liang is always a friend of the Shaolin faction, and he can't come nonsense against Master Huiming's golden face." ”