Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Chang Yuqiao looked unhappy, so Song Tingran squeezed out a seat for him to sit.

Shi Yan: "Yes, everyone, please calm down. We are a family together and we all hold each other back."

Almost all the monks are here, in order to protect the pilgrims, but also for fear that the murderer's accomplices will mix among them.

"Host, I noticed that not all the monks are here. Where are the others?"

"Amitabha, and some monks are going to block the chase to see if there are any missing suspicious candidates. There is also a human girl in a cloak, which is the most suspicious and has not been found yet."

The abbot of Jinming Temple personally accompanied him here, which also gave the pilgrims peace of mind.

Even though the host made it clear, Song Tingran was still worried that the murderer was not necessarily a pilgrim, but could also be a monk.

"Host, what if the murderer is from Jinming Temple? Wouldn't this make it easier for the murderer to escape?"

The abbot was shocked and immediately ordered people to issue new instructions. He only needed to block the only way down the mountain, and all the monks in the temple were not allowed to walk around randomly.

The monk who went down the mountain to the government office to report the case was a direct disciple of the abbot, and he had been beside the abbot during the time of the incident.

Counting the time, we should be at the foot of the mountain by now, on the way to the government office.

This time, at least until tomorrow, people in the main hall are still in panic.

Chang Yuqiao held Song Tingran's hand. He knew that the situation was urgent, but he really felt unspeakably uncomfortable, especially in his abdomen. The cramping pain came so suddenly that he couldn't tell whether it was because of fright or not. gave birth.

"Master Wife, I..."

Song Tingran quickly squatted down and listened patiently.

"Master Wife, it hurts so much here."

"Don't be afraid. Don't panic. Take a sip of warm water and I'll go find the host."

Song Tingran gave him a few sips of water, then asked Shi Yan and the others to take care of him, and walked to the front alone.

The abbot and the monks immediately stopped her.

"Host, my husband is probably frightened and is about to give birth. Can you arrange a separate room for us? We will never move around."

"Donor, the current situation is critical and it is really not appropriate to leave the lobby. However, this person also has a little life in his belly, and it is fate that he will be born in Jinming Temple. It is better to split a separate place here for the birth. "

There was no other way. Song Tingran thanked the host.

While the host was speaking, the pilgrims were very cooperative and gave up a space in the corner. Some people brought oil-paper umbrellas and other things, but they all politely let Song Tingran use them.

The oil-paper umbrella is opened at the outer edge and can be used as a slight shield.

Song Tingran took off the outermost layer of clothes and laid them directly on the ground, letting Chang Yuqiao lie here for the time being.

The other husbands also wanted to take off their coats, but there were so many people here that it was inconvenient, so they gathered around here to block him from the wind and prevent anyone from looking this way.

Shi Yan touched the ground and still felt very cold. He had given birth, and he knew how important it was to keep warm at this moment.

"No, if you live like this, the root of the disease will definitely come down. If you can't go to the house, can you bring some bedding over?"

"Well, I'm going to talk to the host. You guys look at the Changyu Bridge."

Just as Song Tingran was about to stand up and leave, he was held by a cold hand. Chang Yuqiao had a painful look on his face and gritted his teeth, unwilling to make a sound.

"No, my wife... now that a life has been lost and gone... the abbot will not allow anyone to leave here. I'm not cold... it's okay."

Chang Yuqiao was curled up, and Sang Cheng was sitting on the ground, holding him.

Song Tingran said yes, but actually walked to the front. When the abbot saw that it was still her, he stopped holding the wooden fish in his hand.

"Donor, the poor monk has chanted sutras and prayed for blessings with the other monks. I also ask the benefactor to understand. If this life-threatening matter had not happened, everything would have been prepared for the benefactor."

Despite this, Song Tingran still had to try his best.

"Host, my husband is really weak. Please help me. I need a quilt."

The abbot continued to knock on the wooden fish and read incomprehensible scriptures. The entrance to the hall was guarded by monks, making it impossible to get out.

Li Yanli, who was being held alone, also recognized Song Tingran at this moment.

"Dong Song's family, is that you? We are really destined to meet here. Well, let me give you my coat."

Li Yanli said, taking off her coat, and everyone present became alert.

Originally, this Li Yanli was involved in a fight with a knife in Jinming Temple because she was suspected of being an accomplice. Now, there are actually people she knows here. She happens to know someone whose husband is going to give birth to a child.

No matter how I think about it, I think this is such a coincidence.

The monk checked Li Yanli's coat and found that there was nothing wrong with it. However, because of her special status, he was afraid that this was a special way of transmitting information, so he did not give the coat to Song Tingran.

Song Tingran was helpless. She had only met Li Yanli a few times. She didn't expect that at this critical moment, she would be implicated and labeled suspicious. Now it was impossible to get anything for Chang Yuqiao.

Song Tingran ignored Li Yanli, pretending not to recognize her, and returned to the corner without explaining.

Obviously, this corner is much larger and the air is better, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Chang Yuqiao was covered in cold sweat, his lips were bitten, and there were traces of blood on his lips, which looked very desolate.

"Don't worry, there are a lot of supplements in the farming space. After Shi Yan gave birth last time, I have gained experience. You and the baby will be fine."

"Yes, but my wife...if something unexpected happens, she must not take care of me. Just keep the child and leave me alone. It will be fine."

"Don't say stupid things."

Song Tingran also sat on the ground, hugging Chang Yuqiao, rubbing his hands, and helping him adjust his breathing. The clothes under him were already wet, and it seemed that the child in his belly was also working hard.

The husbands said words of encouragement, some pressed his head, some gave him water, and some helped him cover his feet. They were all worried and were busy.

"Master, master, I'm back. I met Chen..."

Halfway through the words, the little monk stood obediently next to the host, and then Chen Xiangyin and their men walked in.

At this moment, Song Tingran was urgently helping Chang Yuqiao deliver the baby. She couldn't even think about who was coming. She only knew that it should be someone from the government office.

Chen Xiangyin showed the abbot his waist card, and then went directly to the topic, quickly finishing everything that happened, including Song Tingran's part.

Chen Xiangyin immediately sent people to search for the cloaked girl near Jinming Temple and Jinming Temple. He also sent people to start questioning the pilgrims present to see if they could provide any clues.

Master Chengding also has someone doing the autopsy.