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Lin Qinghe returned to Linyun Mountain, originally wanting to be quiet and quiet, but saw Zang Feng rushing to the door with a pale face.

Zang Feng hurriedly tugged at him and yelled, "You have seen someone. Yunshui Temple was burned down. I found the child's hand bone in Kongqing's censer. Let's see what to do!"

Lin Qinghe's drowsy mind suddenly woke up: "Hand bones?"

Zang Feng looked furious: "The group of monks plundered children, killed innocent people indiscriminately, how long will they be kept! In my opinion, let Cang Jin sweep them up and kill them all!"

Lin Qinghe's temples jumped when he heard this, and he raised his hand to stop him: "Stop talking, where is Cang Jin?"

Zang Feng wrapped his sleeves distractedly: "In Taihuai Houhai, where else can I be, if I don't keep an eye on those scum, something will happen."

Lin Qinghe rubbed the center of his brows: "Go and have a look."

Cang Jin has already ordered people to surround the Taihuai Mountain layer by layer, with the attitude of all the grass and trees.

The Taihuai Star Reaching Ceremony a few days ago also attracted a lot of discussion, and there are countless versions today. As for how much is true and how much is false, few people care, but they are all watching the fun.

Lin Qinghe searched around Taihuai for a few times, and finally found Cang Jin on the highest Songzi Peak.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff, she looked like she was wrapped in clouds from a distance, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and she really looked like a decent fairy when she was quiet.

Lin Qinghe stood behind her and asked, "The surrounding area is surrounded, why don't you just start to investigate?"

Cang Jin didn't look back, and patted his side to signal him to sit down: "I'm lazy, I'd better leave this troublesome thing to you after thinking about it."

Lin Qinghe sat down next to her and said, "Do you have other ideas?"

Cang Jin glanced at him sideways, and smiled: "I just find it strange that since Monk Kongqing took over Taihuai, it seems that he has never lived in peace—even Xiao Yuanwen, the sword sect far away in Qilin Mountain, didn't go there at about that time. The storyteller was greeted on the mountain, I always think it's too coincidental."

Cang Jin stretched out his hand and brushed away the gravel beside him, and said: "It is said that Sect Master Xiao is a showman, unable to keep the foundation of Jianzong, but the current Jianzong is much more stable than Taihuai."

Lin Qinghe looked down at the mist in the deep cliff, and sighed: "After all, it is not as good as before."

Cang Jin raised her hand and patted him on the back, and said with a smile: "Why, Xiao Lu is getting old too? It's always the past, the good and the bad are over, how can I live in the old prison."

Lin Qinghe lowered his head and said nothing, Cang Jin turned his head to look at him: "Last time I saw you with a happy face, so what's the matter? Did you quarrel?"

Lin Qinghe's eyelashes trembled, and he said as calmly as possible: "He remembered it."

Cang Jin didn't react too much, and hummed flatly: "When?"

Lin Qinghe stretched out his hands to pluck up the few sparse weeds: "I guess it was...before the Star Picking Ceremony..."

Cang Jin slapped him on the back of the hand: "Stop picking it up, there are only a few grasses in total."

Lin Qinghe withdrew his hand, and went to pull the hem of his clothes. Cang Jin gave him an angry look: "My lord? What's the future? Why did you become a resentful woman?"

Lin Qinghe clicked his tongue, and his eyes were a little erratic: "He seems to be angry with me, and he doesn't know what to do."

Cang Jin gave him a blank stare: "He has the face to be angry? Are you out of your mind? Why is he angry?"

Lin Qinghe frowned at her: "What do you mean?"

Cang Jin reached out to grab the back of his neck, Lin Qinghe immediately got up and jumped away: "Why do you still treat me like a kitten or puppy!"

Cang Jin glanced at him and stopped: "You are stupid. I think your brain is not as good as other cats and dogs. Why do you look down on them."

Lin Qinghe sat back dejectedly: "Then what should I do?"

Cang Jin thought for a while, then looked at him seriously: "How about it—"

Lin Qinghe immediately looked up at her, his eyes lit up a degree.

Cang Jin said: "Find a rope first—a belt is fine, break into his room, capture him quietly, then tie his hands to the bedpost, and take his—"

"Wait a minute?" Lin Qinghe became more and more suspicious, "What kind of method is this?"

Cang Jin smiled at him: "This is the Dafa of 'Nothing can be solved by sleeping'. I suggest you try it."

Lin Qinghe snorted and got up to leave: "Why did I come to ask you!"

Cang Jin stretched out her hand to grab him, and forced him to sit down: "What are you going to do? Aren't you talking about business? You're the one here who sighs like a resentful woman who has been abandoned by a heartless man, and you still blame me?"

Lin Qinghe glanced at her dissatisfiedly: "Can you be more elegant in your words and sentences?"

Cang Jin snorted: "Speaking of business, did the trip to the south of the Yangtze River yield anything?"

Lin Qinghe glanced at her apologetically: "He said that the mermaid caravan is a cover, and they may have been caught and used to refine the evil medicine to keep their bodies from rotting."

Cang Jin nodded: "His nose is really sharper than a dog—actually, if you think about it this way, the number of my people who have disappeared over the years, if it is refining medicine, it is enough for hundreds of fleshy bodies to survive for a hundred years. What are you doing?"

Cang Jin thought for a while and said: "The black market needs a lot of rare medicinal materials to exchange for a mermaid. Have you found out what the specific medicinal materials are?"

Lin Qinghe nodded: "Actually, it's not the medicinal materials that are rare, but the medicinal materials that must be found in a specific place, such as snow lotus. He asked that it must be the snow lotus in the northwest desert. There are not many mountains in the northwest desert. Where can there be snow lotus?" .”

Cang Jin pondered for a moment: "I was thinking, if the medicinal materials were really too outrageous, the black market would have died down long ago, how could it have been going on for so long, maybe it wasn't what it meant on the surface - I couldn't figure it out for a while, I'll go back later Ask Xia Wu, he might not know."

Lin Qinghe suddenly remembered the unsolved mystery, and asked her: "When I was in Youzhou, there was a Bai Xiaosheng. We asked him about the relationship between the disappearance of children in Youzhou and the black market of sharks. I made a good guess, and I'll show you."

Cang Jin nodded, and he flicked his fingers, and four lines of gold characters appeared in the void.

The embroidered curtains are lightly moistened, and the gilt cups on the carved railings are slightly flattened.During this period, no one sat there talking, but they saw that they had reached the southeast side.

Cang Jin smiled: "Isn't this very simple?"

Lin Qinghe looked over in surprise: "How do you say?"

Cang Jin raised her finger and pointed: "The first two sentences are obviously about the process of sailing, because the water vapor on the sea is relatively heavy, which will stain the light and thin curtains with moisture, and sailing on the sea will inevitably encounter wind and waves. The cup on it will tilt."

Lin Qinghe nodded: "That's right."

Cang Jin withdrew his hand, and said: "Actually, the real solution to the mystery is not here. If I remember correctly, this is a recorded matter. I saw it in the story book. It is said in history to hide the truth."

Lin Qinghe stood up abruptly: "Something is going to go wrong."

Jiang Lizhou wrote down the riddle left by Bai Xiaosheng in the room and looked at it again. Shi Yun poked his head in: "Brother, are you busy?"

Jiang Lizhou didn't look up: "Come in - what's the matter?"

Fortune came up to him: "There is a kung fu that I don't understand, I want to ask you—what is it?"

Jiang Lizhou pushed the pen and paper in front of him: "It's just right, help me figure out this mystery."

Shi Yun glanced twice: "Oh! I know this! Brother, wait for me!"

After he finished speaking, he ran back to the room, picked up a book, and flipped through it: "I think about where—ah, I found it!"

Shi Yun spread out the book and pointed it out to him: "Brother, do you think this looks like it?"

There is a short story recorded in the book. A man was afraid of water and did not dare to cross the sea. His servant set up colorful tents to pave the way, and built a luxurious room in the middle of the boat. Later, he saw a glass of wine shaking and splashing. Near the southeast coast.

Jiang Lizhou turned a page forward, and it was called: Crossing the sea without the sky.

Jiang Lizhou had a lot of thoughts, thinking about how to hide what day and what sea.

He stood up suddenly: "I'm going to Taihuai."

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Use the allusion of deceiving the sky, because there can be no time bugs, let’s let it go as a small story~ Don’t get too deep into it~『The hardest part is over. Recently, I’m thinking about how not to bring the prohibited full car at the beginning. My worry is white. , although it is late, please look forward to it (touched my white bald head