There are three children in Kaifeng

"It's God's will that every kind of cause bears fruit."

Zhang Qiwu sighed, and quietly said something like two hundred and fifty thousand and eighty thousand, and blocked Ding San back.

Since Zhang Qiwu ate the weight and refused to tell, Ding San also had nothing to do with him. The question and answer that she planned to know everything like Conan did not happen, so she went back to the house and looked at the peaceful Mr. Gongsun, feeling a little bit in her heart. stuffy.

"A-Yi-Xi, what kind of benevolent doctor is simply more insensitive than a murderer." Ding Sanyi became angry when he thought of Zhang Qiwu's dead look beyond the five elements.

Bai Yutang found it interesting to see her sullen and naive look, although he really wanted to keep watching like this, but he touched his nose and comforted him, "The reason why he is indifferent must be because he knows who the murderer is, and he also knows that the murderer killed these people motivation."

"But he didn't say there is any way." Ding San pursed his lips, Bai Yutang was still very good at comforting people, and he picked out the key points of the case that Ding San was very concerned about.

Zhan Zhao was sitting as firmly as Mount Tai, still far away from Ding San, but when Bai Yutang was not paying attention, he secretly glanced at Ding San, his face burned up again in an instant, he cursed himself for not being up to date, and quickly retracted without a trace out of sight.It's no wonder that the white snow on Ding San's chest made his eyes a little dazzled now, the impact of the picture was too great, and the innocent Zhan Kitten really couldn't let go of it at the moment.

Taking a sip of the bitter tea, Ding San smacked his lips, thinking carefully: the three deceased were all doctors, Lu Zheng and Shen Dacheng were related to each other, but what about Wu Qingyuan?What did he have to do with the other two dead?Looking at the appearance of Lu Zheng and Shen Dacheng, they didn't seem to know Wu Qingyuan.Speaking of Wu Qingyuan...

Ding San scratched his head and asked Zhan Zhao, "Brother Zhan, do you know what kind of person Wu Qingyuan is?"

There was no response, and Zhan Zhao remained expressionless.

"Brother Zhan?" Ding San thought Zhan Zhao didn't hear him, so he called out again.

Still no response, Zhan Zhao drank tea calmly, as if he had never heard anything.

"Zhan..." Ding San wanted to yell again, but was interrupted cheerfully by Bai Yutang, "Stop yelling, he won't respond even if his throat is broken."

Ding San also felt that there was something wrong with Zhan Zhao, but Bai Yutang's rogue sentence patterns made her even more confused. She walked up to Bai Yutang's side, secretly pointed at Zhan Zhao, and mouthed to Bai Yutang—what's wrong with him?

The corners of Bai Yutang's mouth turned up a little, and he explained to Ding San in a good mood, "Be careful." After speaking, he glanced at Zhan Zhao, and after catching the flash of anger in his eyes, Bai Yutang smiled even more happily Seriously, "Don't pay attention to him, what did you want to say just now?"

"According to what Zhang Qiwu said, there was a reason why these people were killed. If they were looking for revenge, it seems that Wu Qingyuan didn't know Zhang Qiwu's friends, and they were quite different in age." Ding San frowned and felt that this Wu Qingyuan's death was somewhat inexplicable, "Although the three people were all burned to death, the situation is a little different."

Bai Yutang looked at Ding San suspiciously, he didn't notice the difference in the way the three of them died, wasn't it just a logo with a three-finger blood mark left behind after being burnt?

Ding San touched his chin, "Wu Qingyuan was not only burned, but also his tent and belongings were burned, and more importantly, the kettle was stolen."

Bai Yutang gave her a contemptuous look, and questioned the gold content of this sentence. He always felt that Ding San was thinking about other people's water bottles, "Lu Zheng was killed when he went to the toilet, and Shen Dacheng was killed when he fled. They There's nothing left to burn but yourself."

"No, Shen Dacheng still has a burden, why didn't he burn it together? The murderer burned Wu Qingyuan's tent on purpose." Ding San held his face in his hands, pouted bitterly.

Ding San had just drank tea, his little mouth was moist, and since Bai Yutang knew that she was a female, he hated seeing these scenes. He suddenly understood Zhan Zhao, because now he also felt his mouth was a little dry.

Bai Yutang held the tea bowl and pretended to swallow the tea, pretending to be natural and asked, "Other than this, is there any difference?"

Yes, where else are there bloody fingerprints, white phosphorous, charred corpses...corpses!Ding San suddenly thought of something, and slammed the table to startle Bai Yutang, "By the way, when a person is charred, the muscles solidify and shrink when exposed to high heat. Dacheng's corpse fits this feature. But Wu Qingyuan's corpse is stiff."

"You mean, he cremated his body after death?" Bai Yutang's brain was tricky, and he understood after Ding San finished speaking.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Gongsun is also a victim, but why did the murderer show mercy to Mr. Gongsun?" Ding San couldn't figure it out. She told Bai Yutang about Xiaoling and Mr. Gongsun's hell.

"Is that ghost the murderer?" Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe." Ding San thought about the purpose of his husband's visit to the Valley of the Medicine Kings, and always felt that it had something to do with his old friend.

"Zhan... Bai Wuye, do you still remember the name of Mr.'s old friend?" Ding San originally wanted to ask Zhan Zhao, but he gave up after seeing Zhan Zhao's Changbaishan-like face.

Bai Yutang also couldn't remember clearly, so he turned his head and asked Zhan Zhao, "Hey, dead cat, what's its name?"

"Jiang Yuandao." Mr. Zhan is still very reliable, knowing that it takes time to get angry.

Jiang Yuandao, what kind of god is this... Ding San felt a little headache thinking about it, and lay down on the table dejectedly.

"Relax, don't think about it if you can't think about it." Bai Yutang changed the subject, pointed at Ding San's robe with a folding fan, "Are you going to keep doing this?"

"I just brought a change of clothes. This one burned, and the other one got muddy and Xiaoling took it to the wash. It won't be dry for a while." Ding San shrugged at Bai Yutang.

"I didn't talk about it. I mean, are you going to disguise yourself as a man all the time?" Bai Yutang rested his fan on his head and was speechless. This girl was very deft in analyzing the case just now, why is she starting to be careless now? It's over.

"I don't know either, but I always feel unsafe to change into women's clothes." Isn't that true? Wearing men's clothes can be sold to the actor's hall, and changing into women's clothes may one day unintentionally provoke someone and then be sold to the poultry nest. It's really not fun.

During the whole process, Zhan Zhao just listened quietly, without expressing any opinion, his face was as cold as ice, like Erlang.

In fact, Mr. Zhan is quite restless in his heart, and there is always an inexplicable anger clogging his chest.Bai Yutang's unsurprised expression showed that he already knew about it, which made Zhan Xiaomao, who was used to controlling the overall situation, feel uncomfortable about being preempted by others.

When he realized that he didn't want to take his eyes off the suspicious groove on Ding San's chest, his years of chastity instantly shattered.Although he had thought countless times how wonderful Ding San would be if he were a woman, and he even realized that he would break his sleeves and divide his peaches from now on, but he never expected that happiness would come so suddenly, and he never expected that happiness would come so suddenly. Ding San has been lying to him in such a low-key way, which makes him feel hurt like falling flowers deliberately and relentlessly, so he keeps being awkward like this.

Zhan Xiaomao was struggling, when someone knocked on the door outside, Han Shaoqing's voice sounded outside, "I'm here to check Mr. Gongsun's pulse."

The three of them politely let Han Shaoqing into the room, and Han Shaoqing came to Mr. Gongsun's bed, examining Mr. Gongsun's pulse and complexion.

Seeing Han Shaoqing's appearance, Ding San's heart suddenly sank, "Master Gongsun, has Mr. Gongsun's condition improved?"

"I can't talk about getting better, I can only say that I'm trying my best to maintain it." Han Shaoqing put Mr. Gongsun's hand back under the quilt, feeling a little helpless.He is the lord of the first palace of Lingxiao Palace, he is busy with big and small affairs every day, he hasn't seen intractable diseases for many years, and this time he encountered an unheard of disease, in fact, he didn't make a mistake.

After listening to Han Shaoqing's diagnosis, the silence in the room made people uncomfortable for a while.

Fortunately, Xiao Ling knocked on the door and broke the silence in time. She held a wine jug and greeted everyone, saying that it was damp and cold in the Valley of the Medicine King, and she sent some wine to each room to warm up.

I thanked the caring Xiaoling and exchanged pleasantries for a while. After Xiaoling went out, they drank some wine and felt much warmer.

Ding San brushed his hair, and was looking for something to chat about "Herbal Classic", Han Shaoqing suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at her with a surprised expression, and suddenly reached for her wrist.

"Palace Master?" Ding San was inexplicably held by Han Shaoqing's wrist, wondering why, he wanted to struggle to withdraw his hand but was held tightly by Han Shaoqing, unable to move.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at this sudden change and stood up vigilantly.

"Are you a daughter?" Han Shaoqing looked carefully at Ding San's face, his excited eyes almost went away.

Ding San didn't know if it was an illusion, she felt that when Han Shaoqing said this, Zhan Zhao gave her a look.

Han Shaoqing looked at the tattoo behind Ding San's ear, and the hand holding Ding San's wrist trembled, "Mu Jinhua, that's right, it's been eight years, and I've been looking for you very hard."

"Uh..." Ding San withdrew his hand from Han Shaoqing's, with a look of distaste on his face, secretly slandering him, it was hard to find me, do you owe me money?

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, if Ding San was related to Lingxiao Palace, why would Ouyang Chun know her?Bai Yutang also kept the same suspicion in his heart.

"Why did you keep it from me, why didn't you recognize me?" When Han Shaoqing looked at Ding San again, tears seemed to glisten in the corner of his eyes.

Ding San was not used to this very feminine name, and especially couldn't bear this Qiong Yao-style question. Although he knew that this person might know his real identity, he still asked, "I... Is it Cher?"

"You don't know?" Han Shaoqing was surprised.

"Well, I lost my memory, Palace Master, did we know each other before?" There was nothing to hide, and Ding San confessed honestly.

"Not only do I know each other, I'm your uncle, your father's sworn brother." Han Shaoqing was excited again, so Ding San easily became someone else's eldest niece.

"My father? Is he okay?" Ding San felt that he should greet the original owner.

Asked here, Han Shaoqing's eyes became a little sad and guilty, "He... died."

"Oh..." Although Ding San felt a little regretful, her mood didn't fluctuate much. After all, to her, the original owner's father was just a stranger.

"You really don't remember anything at all?" Han Shaoqing couldn't believe it when he saw her calm expression, as if she had heard an irrelevant person die.

"Palace Master Han, who is she?" Bai Yutang couldn't take it anymore, Han Shaoqing had been hypocritical here for a long time without saying a word, and he was already impatient for waiting.

In fact, Zhan Zhao was quite anxious to know the following, and kept listening with his ears open.

"She is the only daughter of Ling Tianyou, the former lord of Lingxiao Palace, whom I swore to be my elder brother, Ling Xueer." Han Shaoqing sighed.

"What?" Ding Tiantian listened to Han Shaoqing like a tale from the Arabian Nights. It turns out that the original owner has such a background, so how could he beg for food?Is it the waywardness of the rich?

For this unlucky girl, Han Shaoqing's explanation is this. Eight years ago, Ling Xiaogong was slaughtered by the enemy, Ling Tianyou was killed by the enemy, and Han Shaoqing was seriously injured. Ling Tianyou's only daughter, Ling Xue'er, was driven away by her enemies and disappeared without a trace.In the past eight years, no matter how many people Han Shaoqing sent to inquire, Ling Xueer could not be found. Unexpectedly, he ran into Ding San in the Valley of Medicine Kings now, which brought a successful conclusion to these years of searching.

Han Shaoqing babbled for a long time, seeing that Ding San showed no sign of recovering his memory, and still listening to him like a bystander, he sighed and said to Ding San: "Xue'er, after you get out of the Yaowang Valley, you come back with me." Let's go to the palace."

Ding San looked at Zhan Zhao, Zhan Zhao just turned his face away, she suddenly felt a little awkward, thinking about how to answer, the witty Xiaoling relieved Ding San's embarrassment again.

"Master Zhan, no one answered Boss Zheng's house no matter how hard he knocked."

The author has something to say: Ling Xueer...

This name is really a lot of slots...

Li Xiujuan and Wei Shufen are actually pretty good....

Can try later...