If you are full, go back to your room to rest. "

"I'll help you." Lu Shangming's sudden words startled Uncle Fang who was about to help the old lady.

The old lady nodded her head in relief, her eyes were fascinated by Lu Shangming: "The young man is really kind, good, good."

Lu Shangming only wanted to deal with the good deeds as soon as possible, but when the old lady's warm hand came to him, he was not as disgusted as he thought.

About half an hour later, after dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Lu Shangming calculated that he might not have closed his eyes for three days and three nights. This time he found Nangong Yu, far earlier than Immortal Ding. In the one-month deadline, he always felt that it was going too smoothly, but he was a little uneasy, but lying on the bed and thinking about it, after all, he couldn't overcome the constant drowsiness and fell asleep deeply.

In the early morning of the next day, the old house was already full of sunlight, and a heart-piercing scream suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility of the morning in the south of the Yangtze River and waking everyone up from their dreams.

Bizarre death

Lu Shangming's eyes and ears were the sharpest, and he jumped up from the couch. He quickly recognized that it was Yue'er's voice, and the source of this scream was the place where he helped the old lady go yesterday, that is, Said the old lady...

There was wind under his feet, and he rushed to the door of the old lady's room in the blink of an eye. Yue'er was sitting slumped at the door, and the washbasin and towel that she was holding in her hand fell beside her, and the water spilled all over the floor.

Lu Shangming passed her and looked inside, only to see a person lying on his back on the ground with a knife stuck in his chest, and the blood near the wound had almost solidified, it seemed that the person had been dead for some time.

When he got closer, he saw clearly that the corpse was the old lady of Nangong's family. He couldn't help but feel a bit unbearable, so he turned away and happened to see Nangong Yu, Fang Shu and Dao Hui. Also rushed over.

Seeing the death of the old lady, Nangong Yu and Uncle Fang cried bitterly. Nangong Yu staggered and fell beside the cold corpse, beating his chest and feet, crying, and kept calling "Grandma". Such a tragic situation can be said to be sad to hear , Those who see it cry.

Daohui stood aside and silently recited the mantra of passing away, while Yue'er leaned on the threshold and wept uncontrollably, still not daring to look at the old lady's body.

At this time, Lu Shangming was the only one left in the room who was still sane. He frowned, thinking about the cause of the old lady's death.Judging from the broken windows and where the knife fell, he was sure that the old lady had been killed.

It's just that the murderer was able to sneak in here without his own eyes and ears, and make the old lady not make a sound or move when she was killed. There should be only a handful of people in the world who can have this kind of technique and lightness.

It's just that Lu Shangming hasn't been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, he doesn't know much about the world's masters, and he can't think of any suspects at the moment. He was a little anxious, and his eyes swept over the old lady's body, but suddenly he found Fang Shu squinting at him. To myself, I couldn't help saying: "Look at what I do."

Uncle Fang stood up slowly, and took a few steps closer to Lu Shangming, "I'll tell you why you were so kind last night, you dead face. It turned out that you deliberately found out where the old lady's room is."

Lu Shangming sneered and said, "If I want to kill her, her meridians must be broken, her seven orifices will bleed to death, and she will still look like this?"

"Then tell me, what do you come to Nangong's house like a master? As far as I know, the master and the young master are not from the world." Uncle Fang was aggressive, as if he believed that the matter was related to Lu Shangming.

"Shut up, Uncle Fang!" Nangong Yu shouted, "Shaoxia Lu came to help find his father at my request, how could he be the murderer who killed grandma." Tears were still rolling in his eyes.

Uncle Fang sighed: "Master, how long have you known him? You probably don't even know his name."

Nangong Yu was at a loss for words when he said this, so he could only say: "Don't be presumptuous anymore, if I say he is not, then he is not."

Uncle Fang was probably dazed by the death of the old woman at this moment, so he held on to Lu Shangming, and he looked at Daohui and asked, "Little master, you don't lie when you become a monk, tell me old man, this person ,What's his name!"

Daohui was in chaos, but the words in his heart blurted out uncontrollably: "His surname is Lu, and his name is a benefactor."

Lu Shangming was startled when he heard the words. He never expected that Daohui would break the precept of not telling lies for himself. He turned his head and saw Daohui twirling a Buddhist bead and constantly reciting some unintelligible scriptures.

Uncle Fang laughed loudly, "Who would call such a name."

"That's what I call it," Lu Shangming stared at Uncle Fang coldly with falcon-like eyes, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you with one palm."

Uncle Fang was a little frightened by him, so he couldn't help stepping back a few steps, still looking at him from time to time.

Nangong Yu stopped crying, stood up suddenly and said: "Grandma's body is temporarily handed over to the yamen, and the most urgent task is to find the murderer."

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yu was still sensible and did not bury the body hastily. Lu Shangming heard Nangong Yu say to himself: "Can Lu Shaoxia stay and help me?"

"I can stay, but this matter has nothing to do with me, you can investigate it yourself." On the one hand, he was angered by Uncle Fang, and on the other hand, he thought that this murder case would be endlessly investigated, and he didn't know how much energy it would take. I thought that I only need to do what I agreed with the immortal.

Nangong Yu was quite disappointed when he heard the words, with his head down, he sat weakly on grandma's couch, staring blankly at the quilt which was still neatly folded.

Lu Shangming didn't want to stay any longer, so he said to Daohui, "Let's go out."

Daohui hurriedly said: "The little monk hasn't finished reciting the mantra for the third time..." As soon as he finished speaking, he met Lu Shangming's knife-like eyes, so he had to swallow the words behind him, obediently Follow him out the door.

"Why are you lying for me?" Lu Shangming asked as soon as he stepped out of the door of Nangong's house, and then suddenly said: "Forget it, I don't need to know."

Daohui stroked her bald head and smiled, "Actually, this little monk is not considered a violation of the precepts. It was indeed the benefactor Lu who asked the little monk to call you that way. Maybe this little monk is stupid, so he thinks that the benefactor's surname is Lu and his name is benefactor."

Lu Shangming couldn't help laughing, and quickly coughed to cover it up, "In that case, I don't want to owe you a favor, so I'll pass on a set of internal skills to you."

Dao Hui hastily declined: "Don't do it, this little monk has already learned a lot of martial arts from Donor Lu, and the master taught this little monk the Millennium Chronicle of Rewarding People, and I haven't had a chance to repay the favor, so I really can't accept Donor Lu's kindness anymore."

Lu Shangming was delighted when he heard the words. He was delighted that Daohui would no longer talk nonsense about not daring to learn martial arts from other schools. As long as Daohui became interested in martial arts, his own kung fu would definitely be passed on to him one day , He thought of this, looked at Daohui and asked: "Why are you not afraid of Master's punishment?"

Daohui seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and slowly said a series of words: "Since the monk came down from the mountain, he has seen all the ugliness in the world, and now he is watching the old lady die at home. The four people who killed Nangong's benefactor are inseparable, as a member of the Buddhist sect, how can I let the wicked go unpunished, if I violate some precepts because of this, I can feel at ease when I go back to the temple to ask the master for guilt."

"You're right," Lu Shangming discovered the loveliness of this Daohui for the first time. "If you can do everything with a clear heart, then you will have a great realm and great merit."

"Since benefactor Lu has such a heart, I don't know if I should say something." Daohui said cautiously.

"You say so."

The two of them walked onto the street, Daohui whispered: "The monk wants to find the murderer who killed the old lady for the benefactor of Nangong."

Lu Shangming felt disgusted immediately, and scolded in a deep voice: "Don't you forget about the Eagle Escort and Hua Biao who was bribed, they are all against us in order to cover up the Nangong family. As much as you and I can."

Daohui felt that what he said was reasonable, and nodded thoughtfully: "Then what is Benefactor Lu's plan?"

"I'll stay and see how things will develop. By the way..." Lu Shangming wanted to say that he was going to take over the lair of those traitors from the Liuhe Sacred Sect, but suddenly he thought to himself that he had no soldiers or generals, and he would suffer a lot from Murong Xian Unfortunately, I changed my mind immediately, "By the way, go to the Liangzhe branch of Liuhe Shengjiao to check."

Daohui said: "My little monk also wants to know whether the Holy Cult of Heaven and Earth is really as bad as Nangong benefactor said."

"What are you talking about, it's unbearable?" Although Lu Shangming hated traitors very much, he still regarded Liuhe Shengjiao as something he owned. If he said something ugly, it would be fine. If outsiders said it, he would inevitably be a little angry.

Daohui quickly corrected her words: "My little monk is wrong. There must be good people who have been coerced in the Liuhe Holy Cult. If you want to say that the person who should repent to the Buddha the most is the leader who is in charge, because he has no heart to do good. , so that he allows his subordinates to do those bad deeds."

Lu Shangming was so angry that he just wanted to block Daohui's mouth with a stone, but he couldn't attack, so he endured it desperately, and his steps couldn't help but quicken.

Daohui also said that he was impatient, and hurriedly followed, "Where is Benefactor Lu in a hurry to go?"

It was only then that Lu Shangming remembered the purpose of this trip. If he continued to stay at Nangong Yu's house and was stared at by Uncle Fang, he would definitely be unable to do much. This time he took the opportunity to go out to complete today's task. Believe it or not, I haven't encountered a single good deed that doesn't require me to be wronged from early morning to night.

But on this street full of people coming and going, he was naturally unwilling to ask for a chance to help with a shy face, so he had to say to Daohui: "I'm idle and bored, so

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