The lights in Luo Yinsheng's room were flickering, but it was not the lamp on the table that was on, but the hanging lamp in Mo Dao's hand.

At Zhang Moxian's insistence, Mo Dao and Liu Chuanyun were asked not to destroy the slightest bit of this place, and then they started from the crack in the door and carefully investigated. Although he knew that this person had previously impersonated Zhao Wu'an's misconduct, but seeing that he was so serious about investigating the case at this time, he didn't know whether to make up for his mistakes or how, in short, Mo Dao's disgust for this person in his heart was slightly reduced.

Liu Chuanyun is away all the year round, and he is not very cordial with Luo Yinsheng, so he seems to be lacking in interest. After leaning against the door and waiting for a while, he yawned and went back to his room to sleep. Mo Dao shrank by the door, looking at his friend's cold corpse within his reach, without tears, and without sadness in his heart, he just felt that fate had made people, and he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.

There was a crisp sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs, and it was obvious that the comer had deliberately slowed down his pace in order not to disturb others. Mo Dao looked up at the staircase and found that the person who came turned out to be the little Taoist aunt Tu Mi, who had been following Zhao Wu'an during the day.

Although she is slightly inferior to Dailou Sangyu, Tu Mi is still a woman with a dusty appearance, not to mention that she accidentally collided with Mo Dao when she got into the car before. As soon as he saw Tu Mi, Mo Dao immediately turned around, his cheeks slightly red.

Tu Mi didn't react, walked to the door silently, glanced at Mo Dao and thought for a while, and when he was thinking about whether to talk to him, he turned his head and saw Zhang Moxian who was busy in the room.

The familiar back still made her heart throb suddenly.

Tu Mi pressed down this emotion that shouldn't have anymore, and secretly annoyed for a while in his heart, but still whispered to Mo Dao: "Is there anything I can help with?"

The Master once said that if you enter the red dust, you will thoroughly regard yourself as a person in the world, and if others are in trouble, I can save them but not save them, because it is unkind, and if others have kindness, I can repay them but do not repay them, because they are unkind. The avenue is three thousand, and Hongchen also has true wisdom, just look at how he proves it.

Tu Mi felt that this trip to Yangzhou was also fate, and found Zhao Wu'an and Zhang Moxian, Hongchen hurt himself and injured him, but he couldn't hurt the right path of heaven and earth.

Although Kunlun is large and wide, it is too lonely after all. Tu Mi recognized himself as a benevolent hero in the red dust.

Being accosted by Tu Mi, Mo Dao was obviously taken aback, and it took a long time before he was stunned: "I don't know either...... You can go and ask Mr. Zhang. ”

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it. How could he say such a thing regardless of the occasion? Tu Mi and Zhang Moxian's bad relationship was not unimpressed, why did he open his mouth in a panic for a while, and then violated the taboo?

Mo Dao sighed in his heart.

Luo Yinsheng's room was not small, but it was too quiet, except for the sound of Zhang Moxian rummaging through things. At this time, as soon as Mo Dao exited, Zhang Moxian's attention was attracted. His eyes collided with Tu Mi, and he immediately turned his head away, his eyes flustered.

Tu Mi's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I want to help." ”

She is still the same as when she made her vow on Kunlun Mountain, although she can also live a peaceful life in the mountains, but she is determined to preach in the red dust like a teacher and seek the well-being of all people in the world. Over the years, Xiao Daogu has gradually become a beautiful girl, but this sincere idea has not changed, and even because of this thought, she dared to face Zhang Moxian who hurt her completely.

Even if it is only a meager effort, Xiao Daogu also does everything she can, wanting to do a good deed for others and preach a Taoist heart.

And he Zhang Moxian, who has been wandering under a false name for many years, what is left now? His life seems to have been cut away for ten years by a heart-cutting knife.

Zhang Mo said in a hoarse voice: "Help me find out if there is anything wrong in this house." Dust marks, obtrusive places, pay special attention. Other than that, it's gone. ”

Tu Mi listened carefully, stopped talking to him, walked to the farthest distance from Zhang Moxian, bent down and searched. Mo Dao, who was sitting on the ground, also woke up like a dream, propped himself up, and wanted to come into the house to do something.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he saw the body of his friend, his face twisted, apparently in great pain before he died. He endured the sadness that surged in his heart, and tried to help his friend close his eyes, but failed several times in succession. As if he was afraid of damaging the ceramics, Mo Dao didn't even dare to exert a very slight force on the pale skin.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and put a force on his friend's eyebrow bone, covering his eyes.

Where the fingers left, the dust rolled down, and Mo Dao made an unexpected discovery.

At first, he just thought he was wrong, but when he looked closely, he realized that he was not wrong. He cautiously reached out and touched the object carefully, then looked at his hand, which was not gone.

Mo Dao stood up tremblingly, stepped back, and said hoarsely: "He, he has ...... on his forehead"

Zhang Moxian and Tu Mi both cast puzzled looks, Zhang Moxian stepped forward, squatted in front of Luo Yinsheng's corpse, and frowned.

What made Mo Dao panic was a white knife-shaped mark on the tip of Luo Yinsheng's forehead.

"Didn't this before?" asked Zhang Moxian.

"Absolutely not! Yin Sheng used to hate tattoos the most, and his forehead has always been clean!" Mo Dao was categorical.

Zhang Moxian touched his chin: "White, the shape of a short knife." ”

"Yes...... It's a beautiful woman chop. Mo Dao suddenly became frightened, her eyes widened, and she shrank back, "This is the beauty slash! It is this shape! It is this knife, it is this knife that has turned into a demon girl to ask for her life! She left this trace to tell us that she did it, she, she will kill us all!!"

Zhang Moxian frowned and said, "It shouldn't be like this......"

But before he finished his words, Mo Dao had already turned around in shock, and ran down shouting all the way in a broken heart.

Zhang Moxian shook his head. Originally, it would not be easy for everyone to fall asleep tonight, and if Mo Dao made such a fuss, they would definitely get up in shock again.

He turned his head to look at Tu Mi in the corner, just met his eyes with Tu Mi who turned around, Zhang Moxian was so frightened that he quickly turned his head, and after a while, he still made up his mind, turned his head, looked directly at Xiao Daogu and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Tu Mi didn't look at him: "Yes." ”

Zhang Moxian was a little overjoyed and asked, "What did you find?"

Tu Mi didn't answer him, and went out to leave, leaving Zhang Mo idle.

After walking to the staircase, believing that he had walked out of Zhang Moxian's sight, Tu Mi frowned and thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind, sighed and said, "You have been acting for too long, and you have forgotten who you should be." ”

Zhang Mo in the room was stunned for a while.

Then he walked to the place where Tu Mi had stayed before, looked at a set of tea sets on Luo Yinsheng's reception table, and tilted his head thoughtfully.

The tea set was neatly placed, and there were still residual leaves in the pot, but there was almost no tea. The four small tea bowls with blue glaze and black background were placed upside down, as he said before, there were no dust marks and abruptness, and there was no one at all.

Zhang Moxian was puzzled, he only felt that this set of tea sets seemed to be quite famous, where had he seen a set of identical ones before, but he had been to a lot of places, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

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Mo Dao really alarmed a Zhuangzi person.

When he ran to the gate of the villa, he looked at the half-open door, and suddenly felt frightened again, screaming and running back, almost colliding with the oncoming Tu Mi.

Estimating that everyone would not be able to come for a while, Tu Mi knew that he had to control this flustered young housekeeper. She unloaded the sword behind her back, and the hilt of the sword slammed into Mo Dao's head. The strength used is not great, but the sword itself is not light, and Mo Dao, who was in a panic, took a blow and rubbed his head with a bitter face.

Tu Mi looked at him angrily for a while, let out a sigh, and sighed: "You look like this, how can you avenge your friend's grievances?"

Mo Dao, who was rubbing his head, was stunned.

Perhaps in Tu Mi's opinion, his voice can be called stern, but Xiao Daogu has never had any majestic momentum, and the stern words fell on Mo Dao's ears and became gentle. It is like a ten-mile spring breeze, dyeing thousands of trees on the side of Yangzhou Road.

"Let's not talk about how your friend died, even if I was really killed by the demon girl, I am still a female Taoist on Kunlun Mountain. Taoist priests specialize in curing demons and evil spirits. Don't you pull yourself together and look for clues, how can you find out the murderer, and how can you let your friend rest in peace? You don't want to see his bones cold while the case is still unsolved, right?"

Maybe it's because of some kind of talent, of course Xiao Daogu will be able to observe words and feelings, but most of the time she is hesitant, and occasionally she will become blind. For example, driving away Dailou Sangyu in front of Zhao Wu'an is a rare manifestation of her blindness.

Tu Mi has always felt that she is occasionally blind and nothing, but if she says too much, no one will like her.

Mo Dao is an exception. Tu Mi could feel the stimulation of Luo Yinsheng's death on him, and he felt more and more that he shouldn't be so depressed.

"Cheer up, Luo Yinsheng can smile Jiuquan. Tu Mi pinned the long sword back to his shoulder and said to him.

The voices in the small building were messy, and it was obvious that many people were startled by Mo Dao and got up to bed.

However, no one in the courtyard showed up, but the main entrance was pushed open. Mo Dao, who had finally calmed down, heard this squeak, and took a big step back in fright.

Tu Mi was also shocked that the situation was wrong, and held the long sword on his shoulder and waited for it.

It was Zhao Wu'an who pushed the door in. is still that lazy and worried posture, still the white clothes on the back box, a pair of eyes without joy or sadness, facing the two people in the courtyard who are shocked and cautious, he smiled bitterly: "I've only been away for a while, and I'm not welcome?"

Tu Mi's mouth opened wide in surprise. was ruthless to him, but the moment he saw the blood on his shoulder, he couldn't help but redden.

Is it because he is too similar to that person? But that person is just a shadow of him.

This Zhao Wuan is not the Zhao Wuan in her memory, the Zhao Wuan who promised to marry her almost married someone else.

The bloodstains dragged behind Zhao Wu'an were obviously staggered all the way from the depths of the mulberry forest. When he walked here, his face was already pale, and his forehead was oozing with sweat.

A large hole had been cut in his left shoulder, and the blood was so bloody that it was visible to the bone. Zhao Wu'an hung a sword box on one shoulder and walked back here with his strength in force, and it was unimaginable how much pain he had endured.

Tu Mi rushed up to support him, tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, and he rebuked unprecedentedly: "Don't you know how to cherish yourself?

Who knew that the miserable Zhao Wu'an still pretended to smile calmly: "This life can be explained anywhere, but the box on its shoulder has to give it a well-deserved destination." Until then, I can't drop it. ”

After saying this, Zhao Wuan's eyes turned black and he fell into Tu Mi's arms.