My wife is beautiful

It has been five days since Li Qingshu disappeared, but at this moment, Mr. Zhao is very dedicated to his work. Together with Ji Qingge, he is seriously investigating the case in the Taoist temple on the mountain.

But the temple master was taken aback, and the two of them had to sleep in the same room because there was really no room in the Taoist temple. This also made them feel uncomfortable everywhere, from the inside out.

So when Mr. Zhao was extremely domineering, spreading his limbs and spreading out on the small bed in the room without leaving any gaps, Master Ji gave a very noble and glamorous white look, and went out silently.Mr. Zhao was happy in his heart, he finally drove this annoying plague god away, he was still moaning, Li Qingshu belonged to him, and the bed was also his, so he, Zhao Huaijing, could only sleep alone!

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao really underestimated Lord Ji. When he got up the next day, he found out that Lord Ji had deliberately exposed his identity. Taking advantage of his official authority, he lived in a more comfortable place than him, and was regarded as a guest of honour.

As soon as the two met, there were all kinds of disagreements.

So the temple master was very savvy, and took the two of them to the backyard of the Taoist temple, where the ancient well where the corpse was found.

There are not many people watching this way, but the incense has always been very prosperous, and the backyard is very big, but a door is closed in front of the ancient well.

Mr. Zhao has seen the ancient well, and it has dried up for many years. The temple master said: "When the body was found yesterday, the person had been dead for several days, and it was stinking. My lord, this really has nothing to do with our Taoist temple. "

The name of the deceased was Tong Geng. He was a solid scholar. After failing the imperial examination last year, he became a teacher in the county and had a good reputation.A foreigner moved into Suzhou, but his wife passed away early. Now there is still an old mother and a sister-in-law in the family, relying on the land left by his wife's family, barely able to live.

Such a teacher disappeared for three days, and finally died in this ancient well with a shiny white knife stuck in his chest.If it is said that there is no weirdness in this Taoist temple, no one will believe it.

So Master Zhao asked: "When did this Tong Geng come to Hanshan Temple?"

The temple master was about 40 years old, with a mustache, a black and white Taoist robe, and a black hat with gossip.The appearance is quite gentle, but the temper is too meek, and he doesn't seem to be in charge.It's also possible that he was frightened by this sudden case and couldn't make up his mind.

"Master Zhao, don't believe me if I tell you the truth! That Mr. Tong Geng has never been to our Taoist temple."

At this time, Ji Qingge who was watching was quite interested, and asked with a smile, "I haven't been to the Taoist temple, how could I die in the ancient well in the backyard of the Taoist temple?"

Mr. Zhao nodded slightly, and said: "Your backyard, others are not allowed to enter, right?"

Afraid that the two of them might not believe it, the viewer said anxiously with a bitter face: "Your Excellency, see clearly! How dare the poor Taoist lie? If the poor Taoist tells a lie, then the Patriarch Sanqing will strike the poor Taoist to death with a thunderbolt!"

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said, "Okay, no one told you to swear, and they didn't say they didn't believe you, but they just felt strange. You said you never saw him come, but he died here."

The temple master frowned for a while, then suddenly said: "It's strange to say that in our Taoist temple, there are people watching the night, so no one should be able to enter and leave the backyard at will."

"Then what do you mean? Is there an inner ghost in your Taoist temple?" Mr. Zhao said casually, but it scared the old Taoist into a cold war, and he almost cried with a bitter face: "Mr. It's really unfair!"

"alright!"

Mr. Zhao pushed the old Taoist priest away, stretched his neck and looked at the ancient well, it was pitch black and had a stench.The corpse has been pulled to the front hall. The bottom of this well is invisible, but it is said that it was half-drilled in the early years, and the abandoned fake well should not be too deep.

Seeing that Master Zhao seemed to be about to jump in to have a look, he leaned on the edge of the well, bent over and slowly lowered his head. The temple master was a little scared, and Ji Qingge couldn't help reminding, "Zhao Huaijing, what are you doing?"

Mr. Zhao stood up when he heard the words, patted the dust off his hands, turned his head and curled his lips and said, "Nothing, my wife hasn't come home yet, don't worry, I won't jump into the well. I'll save you a big loophole !"

Ji Qingge sneered, and said with a smirk: "Then you'd better jump down, maybe Qingshu will come back to collect your body after knowing about it."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhao actually slapped his thigh, suddenly smiled and said: "It makes sense! Maybe I should really jump down to see!"

The temple master was terrified, and hurriedly went to pull Mr. Zhao: "My lord! My lord, you should solve the case first, and jump off later!"

"Just kidding, who wants to dance for real!" Mr. Zhao pushed away the temple master, and smiled at Lord Ji: "I can't follow someone's wish."

Master Ji Hou smiled coldly and turned away.

Mr. Zhao thought for a while, and said: "People don't necessarily die in Taoist temples, but it is not impossible. They are killed in Taoist temples, and then thrown into the well."

"What's the difference between you saying it and not saying it?" Ji Qingge mocked.

Mr. Zhao clicked his tongue, and said with a chuckle: "The difference is huge, but you don't understand it."

Ji Qingge opened the fan in a snap, fanned himself, and flew upwards with anger.

Master Zhao smiled triumphantly, turned to look at the small red door that was tightly closed, and asked the temple master, "Where is that place, and the door is still closed."

The temple master also looked at the courtyard, and explained: "That is the quiet room where our uncle retreats. On weekdays, disciples dare not disturb it."

"is it?"

Mr. Zhao looked over thoughtfully, suddenly, a melodious and ethereal, melodious and melodious piano sound came from the small courtyard, as if the faint fairy music came from the sky, the artistic conception is beautiful and intoxicating.

Looking at the yard, Ji Qingge suddenly froze.

Master Zhao smiled, pointed to the courtyard, and asked the temple master curiously: "Uncle Master? Retreat?"

"If other people don't know about it, they might think that there are some famous and romantic people living in your yard." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

The complexion of the temple master changed, so he had to tell the truth, "That is my uncle's old friend. He came to Hanshan temple five days ago and is a guest in the temple."

"Oh, that's it." Mr. Zhao didn't bother with this topic anymore, he turned around and left with a group of people, "In this case, I will take people back to the Yamen first. As for the innocence of your Taoist temple... as long as you have , we will help you clarify."

The temple master hurriedly nodded and bowed, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, thank you, my lord..."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand, only then did he notice that there was one person missing, and when he looked back, Master Ji was still staring at the yard in a daze.Master Zhao kindly reminded: "Master Ji, are you not leaving?"

Ji Qingge listened to the lingling qin sound in a daze, and he didn't know where his mind had gone. At this time, Master Zhao reminded him, and he came back to his senses, but his face was a little strange. After thinking for a while, he replied: "Oh, I have never been to Suzhou, and this is the first time I have visited this Taoist temple. I want to see more here."

"Really? That's up to you, let's go." Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Time is of the essence, the yamen servants have already gone up the mountain, Mr. Zhao thought it would be better to meet the yamen earlier.Just getting rid of Ji Qingge, he didn't think much about it, and brought a group of people down the mountain again.

But the sound of the piano behind him stopped abruptly, which seemed to touch Ji Qingge's heart, with joy shining in his eyes, he couldn't help but smiled softly.

So you are here...

It wasn't until he left the entrance of the Taoist temple, after thinking for a while, that Mr. Zhao understood.

Why did Ji Qingge follow him?For Li Qingshu!Why did you give up on Li Qingshu for the sake of a landscape?Then there is only one possibility, Ji Qingge knows, or he has conclusive evidence, making him think that Li Qingshu is in Hanshan Temple!

Mr. Zhao was dumbfounded when he came to such a conclusion!When did Qing Ge know that?Could it be, could it not be that piano sound...

Even his fingertips couldn't stop shaking, Mr. Zhao couldn't calm down the joy in his heart, as well as the little bit of guilt.Why did he forget that Li Qingshu is a son of a noble family after all, his family education is strict, and he has been learning the four books, five classics and six arts since he was a child!So how could it be impossible to play the piano?

Although he hadn't heard of it... No!In fact, I have heard it, but at that time, Li Qingshu was not that good at playing the piano, and it was because Ji Qingge liked it that he redoubled his efforts and focused on learning the piano art.

Ji Qingge listened a lot that time, so he must have recognized it, but he actually sent him away, it was too much!Mr. Zhao was full of anger when he thought of this, and he was very anxious. He ran back to the Taoist temple in a hurry, but the yamen servant behind him didn't react, and said anxiously: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Master Zhao let go of the hand of the yamen servant, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm going to do something important, you guys, take the corpse back first, and go to the master and Liu Tongzhi!"

After all, Mr. Zhao headed towards his "big event" and ran towards the Taoist temple.

Fortunately, he didn't go far, and he didn't find out in time, otherwise...Master Zhao doesn't want any rags that pass by and have no fate!It's all the fault of Ji Qingge, that guy is so immoral!

At this time, the view of Hanshan, the backyard.

There was also a dead silence, not because of anything else, because Ji Qingge pushed open the door. In the courtyard, Li Qingshu, who was still in white clothes, looked at him in surprise. In front of him, there was a white-clothed Taoist holding a whisk. His eyes were about to freeze him to death.

Ji Qingge was taken aback, and the man opened his mouth, with a bad tone: "Who are you?"

It seems to be the attitude of killing at any time.Li Qingshu hurriedly stood up, pulled Ling Xiaoran's wide sleeves, squeezed out a smile, and introduced: "Uncle, this one is the Ji Qingge I mentioned to you, Lord Ji."

"Your uncle?" Ji Qingge was even more surprised. He never thought that the person who took care of Li Qingshu since childhood would be so young.Li Qingshu nodded, and smiled at Ji Qingge: "Brother Ji, why are you here?"

After Li Qingshu's opening, the awe-inspiring aura on Ling Xiaoran's body diminished a lot, and Li Qingshu temporarily felt relieved.Ji Qingge bowed his head to Ling Xiaoran very politely, with a gentle smile, he said: "I have been in love with Mr. Ling for a long time, and I finally have the opportunity to meet him. Junior Ji Qingge met Mr. Ling."

He referred to Ling Xiaoran as Mr., and with the elder ceremony, he obviously respected Ling Xiaoran very much.

But Ling Xiaoran didn't respond at all, even a look, a movement, he just stood there coldly, neither speaking nor moving.

Li Qingshu was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "My uncle is like this, Brother Ji, just don't worry about him."

This sounded very rude, but Ji Qingge didn't agree. It can be seen that the iceberg finally moved, and there was some displeasure in his eyes. He looked at Li Qingshu helplessly, and then looked away with a blank expression on his face.

Ji Qingge suddenly realized that it was probably due to his personality, so he started talking to Li Qingshu: "Qingshu, where have you been these past few days? "

Li Qingshu explained embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I have something urgent and I have to take a step first, Brother Ji, I made you worry."

"It's okay, as long as you're safe." Li Qingshu smiled dotingly, and was about to reach out to touch Li Qingshu's head habitually, but found that Ling Xiaoran's eyes had returned to him again, Instinctive to explore, Ji Qingge immediately withdrew his hand.

I only heard that Bingshan finally spoke: "How did you find it?"

Li Qingshu also looked over curiously, Ji Qingge smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I heard Qingshu's piano sound, so I came here."

"You recognized his piano sound?" Ling Xiaoran said.

Ji Qingge nodded, "To be precise, I recognized Qingshu after hearing the sound of the piano."

From the look in his eyes, Li Qingshu immediately lowered his head, unwilling to bear it.But Ling Xiaoran looked at Ji Qingge and said, "You are fine."

Ji Qingge was a little dazed, but he also replied with a smile: "Mr. Ling has won the award."

But the next moment, Ling Xiaoran looked at Li Qingshu again, as if he wanted to preach, but also very sincerely, said lightly: "This person is not bad, you can think about it."

Li Qingshu and Ji Qingge: "..."