I heard that we were passionate in previous lives

On the misty lake, a painting boat was floating, and the sound of pipa came from a distance, the rhythm was brisk and captivating.

Wang Gao looked at the silk handkerchiefs on the table and frowned. This was the third one. Wang Gao took out the other two silk handkerchiefs and put them together. There was no difference between the three silk handkerchiefs. From the fabric to the pattern, it can be concluded that is one person. "Who put the handkerchief here?" Wang Gao thought in his heart.

The weather was getting colder, and Lu Li was getting more and more lazy. He lay on his stomach for a long time and refused to move. He scratched Lu Li's chin, looked outside, and asked, "Master, when will you convert to the world of mortals?"

Lu Li closed his eyes and replied lazily, "It depends on the situation, maybe a year later, maybe decades later."

Lingqiu looked at Lu Li, and said leisurely, "Master, I have an ominous premonition, maybe you will "take refuge" tomorrow."

Lu Li's hair exploded, he opened his eyes and shouted, "No way, you're so cruel, I'm still hurt! If I meet the demons again, I think it's over, why don't you be so cruel!"

Lingqi gave Lu Li a pat on the back, and comforted him, "Master, I'm just a hunch, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously."

Lu Li snorted and turned his head away.

Lingqiu continued to scratch Lu Li's chin, and said flatly, "Lu Li, what did you mean when you said that your injury is still not healed?"

"It's the place where Mozun Beiluo was wounded last time. It hasn't healed yet. Hey, it hurts me to death." Lingqiu stretched out his hand to touch it, Lu Li gasped, and slapped Lingqiu's hand off with his paw.

"Why is it still not healed?" Lingqiu withdrew his hand and looked at Lu Li worriedly.

Lu Li shifted his gaze and muttered, "It's just not good, and I don't know why."

Lingqiu looked at Lu Li's reluctance to answer, and didn't ask any further questions, but just looked at Lu Li with a worried expression.

Li Yuan came over with a small hand stove, and smiled obediently to Ling: "Sir, the weather is getting colder and colder, so you can use this hand stove first to get rid of the cold."

Lingqie took the stove, pulled Li Yuan over, touched his face, and said softly, "Thank you, Yuan."

Li Yu's face turned a thin layer of red, and he put his arms around Lingqiu's waist and said coquettishly: "As long as the master likes it, that's fine."

Lu Li raised his head and glanced at Li Yuan, then drooped his ears.

Snow began to fall one after another in the sky, Lingqi was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and his expression was pained. Lu Li nestled beside him, guarding Lingqi and not daring to leave.And Li Yuan lifted the quilt, lay down in it, and hugged Lingqi.

When the butler heard that Ling was ill, he rushed over and asked, "Is Mr. Ling alright?"

Li Yuan hugged Lingqi with her eyes closed, without saying a word, Chunxiang next to her replied, "Mr. Ling suddenly fainted for some reason, and the current situation does not look good, Qiugui has already gone to the doctor."

The butler looked at Ling's distressed look, and hurriedly persuaded Li Yuan, "Master, don't hug Mr. Ling. What if Mr. Ling's disease is contagious? Come down quickly!"

Li Yuan acted as if he had never heard of it, holding the spirit without letting go, the young man's stature and strength were quite impressive.

Qiugui led Dr. Wu in. Seeing Li Yu wrapped around Lingqiu, Dr. Wu said displeasedly: "This is a patient, why are you still strangling him like this? Isn't this just making him suffer! Come down quickly."

Chunxiang and Qiugui hurried to persuade after hearing the words: "Master, you have also heard Dr. Wu's words. Mr. Ling is already suffering, so let's stop making things difficult for Mr. Ling."

Li Yuan hesitated, looked up at Lingqie, and found that Lingqie's expression became more painful, so he let go of his hands, obediently got off the bed, stood aside, and watched Dr. Wu feel Lingqie's pulse.

Dr. Wu sensed Lingqi's pulse, and asked doubtfully, "This person's pulse is very weak, and his body is very weak. Is he usually as sick as this?"

Li Yuan replied in a low voice: "No, sir is in good health, this is the first time he is sick."

Dr. Wu frowned, thought for a while, and said: "The current pulse condition can only tell that his body is very weak. Firstly, he needs to be recuperated, and secondly, he should not worry about it. Don't worry about it, and try to rest as much as possible. How about this, I will open a qi tonic first The recipe for health maintenance, take it for half a month first, and then look at it after half a month."

After listening to Dr. Wu's words, Lu Li looked at Lingqi with an increasingly uneasy expression.

The housekeeper and Chunxiang sent Dr. Wu out, Chunxiang followed Dr. Wu to get the medicine, and Qiugui went to the kitchen to cook herbal meals.Sitting alone in the room, Li Yuan looked at Lingqiu, stretched out his hand and slid it from Lingqiu's eyebrows to his lips and chin.

Lu Li looked at Li Yuan, arched his back and made a threatening voice, Li Yuan didn't seem to see Lu Li, only Lingji was in his eyes.

"Tianxuan Xingjun, Tianji Xingjun has survived the thunder disaster, why hasn't he come back?"

Tianxuan's originally smiling face froze, and he asked in disbelief: "Who do you think survived the thunder disaster?"

Looking at Tianxuan's surprised expression, the god of the year flipped through the merit book in his hand, and said, "Tianji Xingjun, his thunder calamity has passed, and there are many good deeds in the world, all of which are in my book." Record it."

Tianxuan took the merit book half-believingly, and sure enough, he saw that it said "Tianji star, one hundred and eight good deeds, after the thunder calamity, he can return to his position", Tianxuan suddenly thought that the first time he saw Lingqie, it happened to be Lingjiu. And after the thunder calamity, so that thunder calamity was not spiritual at all, it should be Tianji's, so the fairy pearl appeared.

Tianxuan figured everything out, turned around from the shock, returned the merit book to the god of the year, and rushed towards the Siming Star Palace.

The god of the year looked at Tianxuan in a hurry and left, looked at the merit book, and muttered: "There is nothing wrong, what happened to Tianxuan Xingjun?"

"Siming, Siming, come out quickly, something big is going on."

Si Ming came out in a daze, saw the anxious Tianxuan, and asked, "What happened?"

Tianxuan pulled Si Ming to the side of the fate plate, and said: "Something has happened, Tianji's thunder disaster has passed."

"So fast, that fox does things very quickly."

Tianxuan also calmed down. Regarding Si Ming's unclear situation, Tianxuan turned the natal chart and said bluntly: "It wasn't Tianji who spent it, to be precise, it was Xianlingzhu who spent it in the fox. When he was inside the body, the thunder catastrophe arrived, the fox blocked the thunder catastrophe for Tianji, Tianji should be able to return to his place now, but he has not returned to his place..."

Si Ming scratched his hair, looked at the fog in the horoscope, and said sadly: "This, I can't see clearly."

Tianxuan looked at the hazy horoscope and asked: "What's going on, why can't I see the fate of the two of you clearly?"

Si Ming's whole face was almost wrinkled in distress: "Someone's life will be changed only to make it unclear. As for who..."

Tianxuan and Si Ming looked at each other, knowing clearly.

Lu Li looked at Li Yuan, and said, "Tianji Xingjun, there is something wrong with Lingqi's body."

Li Yuan nodded silently.

Lu Li looked at Li Yuan who was silent but stared at Lingqie with strong eyes, thought for a while, and didn't speak again. He just wrapped his tail around Lingqie's wrist, and quietly lay down beside Lingqie.

The snow covered the ground lightly. Wang Gao was sitting on the stone bench under the porch, looking at the silk handkerchief in his hand. Zheng Yi came over with a jug of wine and two bowls, and shook the jug at Wang Gao. , smiled and said: "I just warmed up a pot, let's drink a pot today."

Wang Gao stuffed the silk handkerchief into his cuff naturally, took the wine bowl, and responded with a smile: "Okay, it's just a snowy day, and it's paired with shochu to drive out the cold."

Zheng Yi poured wine for the two, put the jug aside, raised the wine bowl and said to Wang Gao, "Brother, I would like to toast you, thank you for your help this year."

Wang Gaogaan picked up the wine bowl and touched Zheng Yi, then grinned and said, "I should be the one to thank you, thanks to you this year. Do you remember the robber you caught last time? You took out the knife and stabbed me. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to come back." After speaking, he raised his head and downed a bowl.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi also drank. Wang Gao put down the wine bowl, picked up the wine jug and filled the empty wine bowls of the two. Zheng Yi looked at Wang Gao who was pouring the wine, and asked tentatively: "Old Wang , did you have a happy event?"

Wang Gao's hand pouring the wine was taken aback for a moment, he didn't notice the wine spilled out for a while, Zheng Yi stretched out his hand to support the wine pot, and took it over: "Did I ask the wrong question?"

Wang Gao let go of his hand, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and put it on the table: "Is this what you're talking about?"

"Well, is this?"

Wang Gao looked at Zheng Yi who didn't understand why and explained: "It's strange to say, recently I received three such silk handkerchiefs, one in a month, I wonder if someone is deliberately playing tricks on me, but this silk handkerchief is so strange .”

"How to say?"

"I found this silk handkerchief every time I woke up from sleep. As you know, I am the only one in my house. No one else can get in without a key. And these three silk handkerchiefs were either found in the middle of the night or in the early morning. I can't figure it out, how did this person come in, and why did he just put on a silk handkerchief and leave after entering?"

Zheng Yi looked at the frowning Wang Gao, and fell into confusion himself.

"So your poor condition during this period is due to the three silk handkerchiefs?"

Wang Gao took a sip of wine, looked melancholy at the falling snow and said, "Yes, but not all."

"Ok?"

"Last time, I saw my wife in the illusion created by the tree demon."

Zheng Yi froze, looking at Wang Gao who was drinking one gulp after another, suddenly didn't know how to speak.

And Wang Gao seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated a long memory: "That was when she was a child, she was really cute, just like what she and I said."

"The sister-in-law?" Zheng Yi asked softly.

"Dead, thrown into the river to die."

Zheng Yi watched in amazement as Wang Gaofeng casually mentioned the death of his loved one, and said dryly, "What happened to you? Sister-in-law..."

Wang Gao's voice became bitter: "Her father didn't agree with our marriage, so he locked her up and wanted to marry her to someone else. She sent a message to me, asking me to take her away before she got married. , but I didn't rush back, she didn't wait for me on the wedding day, she found an excuse to slip out before getting on the sedan chair, and threw herself into the river."

"That?"

"Later, I offered her father a price, bought her tablet and corpse, and made a ghost marriage."

Zheng Yi looked at Wang Gao who was drinking wine expressionlessly.

The eavesdropping detectives looked at each other.