There are three children in Kaifeng

A blue figure flew to the low cliff like lightning, caught Ding San by the waist with one hand, and tightly grasped the branch that grew out of the cliff with the other hand, tapped on the cliff to borrow strength, and after a few ups and downs, he held Ding San in his arms. landing.

After "landing", Ding San was so weak that she couldn't stand. She was dizzy and saw several blue shadows swaying in front of her eyes. When the shadows finally merged into one person, she became clearer and saw who was coming. Then he called out in surprise, "Master Zhan?"

Ding Yuehua also flew to the edge of the cliff at this time, the man in black took advantage of Ding Yuehua's distraction, took advantage of the loophole and slipped away.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao was still calm and not even out of breath, Ding Yuehua couldn't help sighing in his heart. He had only heard about Zhan Zhao's skills from his elder brother before, but his elder brother couldn't say exactly how good he was. It's just that he is very powerful and is the leader of the younger generation in the arena.At first, he didn't really believe it. After all, rumors like this had been spread for a long time, which would inevitably be exaggerated, but he was shocked when he saw it today.He himself is considered a master, he just flew to the edge of the cliff, but Zhan Zhao in the distance has already rescued Ding San who fell from the cliff, and his movements are so fast that he can't see how Zhan Zhao got past.

It seems that the title of "Southern Xia" is not in vain.

Seeing that Ding San was no longer dizzy, Zhan Zhao just released his hand around her waist, stared at the blood on her face and skirt, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Are you injured?"

Ding San looked down at his skirt, suddenly realized, and rubbed his nose while waving his hands and said, "It's just a nosebleed..." As a result, her fragile nose couldn't stand her rubbing like this, and two nosebleeds flowed down again, Ding San Embarrassed, he quickly pinched his nose and raised his head.

Ding Yuehua and Zhan Zhao were speechless... Zhan Zhao took acupressure on Ding San's acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, while Ding Yuehua silently took out a handkerchief and handed it to her. The two cooperated very well.

After Ding San took Ding Yuehua's handkerchief and wiped off the blood on his face indiscriminately, he looked down at the snow-white handkerchief being soiled by himself, and said to Ding Yuehua with some regret: "Mr. Yuehua, I will wash this handkerchief before returning it to you. "

The handkerchief Ding Yuehua didn't want to come back, but seeing her pitiful appearance, she didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Yuehua, thank you." Ding San smiled sweetly at Ding Yuehua, and pointed to his head, "If it wasn't for you, my head would not be on my neck now."

"No...you're welcome, it should be." Ding Yuehua was dazed by Ding Sanyu's bright smile.

"Young Master Yuehua, do you know who the man in black who attacked you is?" Zhan Zhao, who also saved someone but was left alone, looked at the two hypocritically with raised eyebrows, interrupted them decisively, and said Serious business.

Ding Yuehua frowned slightly, pinned the jade flute to his waist, and said to Zhan Zhao: "Actually, it wasn't us who attacked 'us', but Brother Ding." The blood-stained handkerchief was carefully folded, and carefully placed in his arms, he suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.

"Cough cough..." Zhan Zhao coughed and called back the dazed Ding Yuehua. Ding Yuehua touched his nose in embarrassment, and then Zhan Zhao glared at Ding San and asked, "Who did you provoke? Must put you to death?"

"I'll provoke you... Hiss..." Before Ding San could finish his words, Zhan Zhao grabbed his ear, and Ding Yuehua was dumbfounded, and pulled his ear... .. "Nan Xia" is really different.

Ding San grinned and rubbed his ears, while flattening his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Is that the way I am, a grassroots, a black household in Kaifeng, who can I provoke?"

Zhan Zhao thought about it and thought it was the same. If it was a new enmity, this kid was basically within his sight range. If he really provoked someone, he would not be unaware; It was also Jinlong Temple that came here on a temporary basis, and no one really knew about it except myself and the people in Kaifeng Mansion.Was the attack at this juncture related to Master Fahai's death?

"Eh? Master Zhan, haven't you returned to Kaifeng mansion?" Ding San rolled his eyes, and then remembered that Zhan Zhao shouldn't be here.

"After I returned to Master Bao yesterday, Master Bao felt that there was something strange in the Golden Dragon Temple, so I came here in person early this morning." After Ding San reminded him, Zhan Zhao remembered Master Bao.

"Master Bao is here?" Upon hearing the words "Master Bao", Ding San's joy was beyond words.

Zhan Zhao thought to himself, this kid still has a conscience, knowing that he misses Lord Bao.

However, Ding San secretly rejoiced in his heart. For such a long journey, Mr. Bao must have come by carriage, and then he can ride the carriage by pretending to be sick~

"Mr. Yuehua, Mr. Bao also heard about the disappearance of Zhang Wenyan and his wife, and felt that it was not a coincidence, so I hope that Mr. Yuehua can help you."

Zhan Zhao turned to Ding Yuehua and begged, and Ding Yuehua just happened to hand over the matter to the government, so he nodded, and the three of them went to the meditation room where Lord Bao was.

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In the meditation room, Mr. Bao, who was dressed in plain clothes, was discussing something with Mr. Gongsun who was on the side, and the "Four King Kongs" of Kaifeng Mansion were on the left and right sides of the two.

"My lord." Zhan Zhao saluted Master Bao. Behind Zhan Zhao was Ding Yuehua in Tsing Yi, and Ding San who was secretly waving hello to everyone.

Mr. Bao is not a very serious person in private, especially after Ding San came to Kaifeng Mansion, the whole mansion became more lively. He also wanted to say hello to Ding San, but seeing Zhan Zhao's serious face, he still held back. Yes, just nodded, turned to Ding Yuehua, and asked Zhan Zhao: "Master Zhan, this is the 'Jade Flute Swordsman' Ding Yuehua, Mr. Ding."

Master Ding Sanbao naturally recognizes him, but the young man in front of him is dressed in a green shirt and has a cold demeanor. He must be the Ding Yuehua that Zhan Zhao said.

Ding Yuehua saw that Mr. Bao was very easy-going and had no official airs at all, so he politely returned a salute: "Grassman Ding Yuehua, I pay my respects to Mr. Bao."

Mr. Gongsun's sharp eyes saw the blood stains on Ding San's skirt at a glance, and asked worriedly: "San'er, are you injured?"

"No, it's just a nosebleed..." Ding San smiled and shrugged, thinking, but some people don't care about calling her "Little Brother Ding". Let her have a feeling of going home to find her mother.

"What's going on here?" Master Bao also followed Mr. Gongsun's gaze to look at Ding San's skirt, and asked Zhan Zhao very puzzled.

"Brother Ding was attacked by a masked man in black, and then fell off a cliff in distress. The masked man took the opportunity to escape." Zhan Zhao's expression was a little regretful.

"Little brother, why did the man in black attack you?" Master Bao was very surprised. Although Ding San knew Master Fa Hai, if he wanted to talk about friendship, he just lived in Jinlong Temple for a few days. Why did he attack her if he had nothing to do?

"I don't know either." Ding San scratched her head, she was also very baffled about this point, how could she provoke such a murderous disaster as an unknown person, could it be that this little beggar's original background was not simple?

"Did you find any clues that were targeted by the murderer?" Mr. Gongsun analyzed seriously while rubbing his chin.

"I didn't find any clues." If it's what Mr. Gongsun said, Ding San is even more confused. Zhan Zhao has already discovered what should be discovered, and he can only find out what he can find after sleeping all night... But she remembered what Huiming said to her in the morning:

"Eh... chatting with Huiming in the morning, Huiming said that Wang Wanwan's wife once scolded Master Fahai, saying that Master ruined her happiness or something..." Ding San talked with Huiming in the morning. I told Mrs. Bao the details of the chat, and she didn't know if the gossip that was exposed in the morning was a clue, because she always felt that if a woman could vent her grievances angrily, she wouldn't be considered a pervert. Huiming said that Mrs. Wang didn't know that Master Fahai was dead at first, and she was very sad after hearing the news of Master Fahai's death.

Apparently Lord Bao also thought of this, and asked in a non-urgent tone: "Is Mrs. Wang still at the Golden Dragon Temple?"

"I don't know now, but it should still be there when Huiming recorded her merit book just now." Ding San tilted his head and thought for a while before replying.

Mr. Bao stroked his beard, and then gestured to Zhang Long and Zhao Hu with his eyes. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu had a good understanding, nodded and clasped their fists. The two walked out the door, probably to see if Mrs. Wang was gone.

"Why did you go to Siguoya?" Zhan Zhao asked a crucial question.

"I left the rosary there..." Ding San was feeling a little emboldened while speaking, Zhan Zhao just gave it to her last night, but she lost it this morning.

"Prayer beads?" Master Bao couldn't think of it for a while.

"It belongs to Master Fa Hai." Zhan Zhao explained to Master Bao.

"Oh, could it be that the rosary is hiding a mystery?" Mr. Gongsun suggested a possibility.

"No, if that's the case, then the rosary should have been taken away by the murderer long after Master Fahai was killed, and wouldn't be left behind." Zhan Zhao felt that there should be nothing about the rosary here.

"San'er, what were you doing thinking about Guoya when the man in black attacked you?" Mr. Gongsun suddenly remembered this question.

Ding San scratched his head, looked up at the sky, thought about it for a while, and said, "I seem to be digging the earth for fun..."

Wang Chao and Ma Han rolled their eyes at her, which means that you are really boring.

After Ding San finished speaking, he regretted it, and quickly made amends for himself, "I see that there are grass leaves under that Zhong Yan'er, and I want to dig them out to give the grass a chance to thrive."

"Has that clock moved recently?" Ding Yuehua is such a smart person, when he heard Ding San say that, he immediately realized it.

"Yeah, the blades of grass haven't turned yellow yet." Ding San shrugged.

Zhan Zhao immediately understood why Ding Yuehua asked such a question. The copper bell was huge and heavy, and it was stained with rust. It must have been abandoned for a long time. Why did the monks in the temple use this bell? It seems that there must be something strange under the bell. .

"Clock? What clock?" Mr. Gongsun and Master Bao looked at each other.

"Oh, it's a big bronze bell. It's been a long time. It's as tall as me." Ding San showed Mr. Bao according to his height with his hands.

"My lord, if Yi San'er says so, then his attack may have something to do with this bell." Hearing Ding San's words, Mr. Gongsun will make contact with each other and analyze to Lord Bao.

"What Mr. Gongsun said is that there must be another universe inside that bell." Master Bao very much agreed with Mr. Gongsun's statement.

"My lord, then this subordinate should go to Siguoya to find out." Zhan Zhao suggested.

"Okay, I'll be with you." Master Bao said and got up to go with Zhan Zhao.

......

A group of people came to Siguo Cliff in a mighty way. Master Bao and others also saw the bell, which verified Ding San's idea. The copper bell had indeed been moved recently.

Zhan Zhao signaled everyone to stay away from the clock, he lightly supported the wall of the clock with one hand, and suddenly pushed hard with his palm, with a sound of "dang", the huge bronze bell fell down in response.

Wow, this is probably the legendary internal force!Ding San's eyes were shining brightly.

Everyone was also shocked by Zhan Zhao's deep inner strength, but what was even more shocking was what was inside the clock—it turned out to be a half-rotten person inside!

Mr. Gongsun stepped forward and took a look, then shook his head at Mr. Bao, which means he died a long time ago.

However, Ding Yuehua frowned and stepped in front of the corpse, picked up the jade pendants around everyone's waist with his hands, then brushed away the hair scattered on the corpse's face, and exclaimed: "Brother Wen Yan!"

Seeing Ding Yuehua's knuckles turning white while holding the jade pendant on the corpse, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.Ding San originally thought that the bell was either gold, silver or jewelry or martial arts cheats, but he never expected that the bell was actually a dead person, and it happened to be Ding Yuehua's friend Zhang Wenyan.

"Brother Yuehua, are you sure this is Zhang Wenyan?" Zhan Zhao asked Ding Yuehua for further confirmation.

"That's right, I recognize this jade pendant, and this person is indeed Zhang Wenyan himself." Ding Yuehua's eyes were sharp, and the corpse hadn't completely decomposed, and the original appearance could be vaguely discerned, the possibility of Ding Yuehua's misidentification should not be great.

Mr. Gongsun squatted down and inspected the corpse carefully, and found that the neck of the corpse was also twisted, which was broken by external force just like the fatal wound on Master Fahai's corpse.

Mr. Gongsun stood up slowly, turned his head and said to Mr. Bao: "My lord, the deceased's neck was broken just like Master Fahai's, and he was fatally hit with one blow. Relatively closed, based on the temperature of this season and the environment of the corpse, the deceased should have been dead for more than a month."

Ding San was very puzzled when he heard this. Master Fa Hai died only a few days ago, but Zhang Wenyan died for more than a month with the same method. Why is there such a big difference in the time of death between the two?

Master Bao also asked Ding Yuehua in puzzlement: "Young Master Yuehua, do you know what kind of enemy this Wen Yan has?"

"Brother Wenyan is kind, and I don't remember anyone holding grudges." Ding Yuehua laid Zhang Wenyan's body flat, took off his coat, and covered Zhang Wenyan's face.

"Where did his wife go, didn't she disappear with him?" Ding San asked a more reliable question.

Everyone looked at each other and thought rightly, the husband died here, where did the daughter-in-law who disappeared together go?Could it be... Everyone looked at Ding Yuehua in unison.

"No, brother Wenyan's wife doesn't know martial arts." Ding Yuehua looked at Zhang Wenyan's twisted neck and said coldly.

Mr. Bao frowned, thinking that this would be difficult. Although Zhang Wenyan's body was found, the matter became more and more confusing. Who is the murderer?

A group of people here are melancholy for the truth, while a person ran over from a long distance on the other side, and when they got a closer look, it was Zhao Hu.It was too hot, and Zhao Hu ran sweating all over his forehead. When he saw Mr. Bao, he clasped his fists and said:

"My lord, Mrs. Wang brought it here."