The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Jiang Si shook her head and refused, with a mild tone: "No, I'll just walk around and take a breath. If you want to find someone to inquire about things, it's inconvenient for me to follow."

"Well, don't go too far, be careful."

The two nodded to each other and went in the same direction.

It took a while for Jiang Zhan to react, he raised his foot to catch up with Yu Jin, and patted him on the shoulder forcefully: "Brother Yu Qi, were you asking my fourth sister to be with you just now?"

in front of him?

Yu Jin touched the tip of his nose.

Too bad, Jiang Zhan was ignored for a while.

"Yes, I think Miss Jiang's thinking is relatively clear, and you can discuss it when you encounter problems."

Jiang Zhan's face darkened: "You mean I'm stupid?"

Yu Jin chuckled: "Second brother Jiang, let's go together."

"It's almost there."

Jiang Si looked back at the two who were walking side by side to the other end of the corridor, raised his feet and walked towards the courtyard gate, Aman followed closely behind.

"Girl, where are you going?"

There was also a murder case, the girl is so courageous!

"I heard someone crying."

"Someone crying?" Ah Man listened carefully, "No."

Jiang seemed to ignore Ah Man, and quickened his pace to pass through the Moon Gate, pausing slightly.

"Girl, there is really a cry!"

Jiang Si looked left and right, and walked in one direction with the hem of her skirt.

A little novice squatted under a tree not far from the Moon Cave Gate, with a small bald head shining in the moonlight.

It was the little novice who made the cry, but the little novice covered his mouth and cried very lightly.

Jiang Si squatted down beside him: "What happened to the little master?"

The little novice let go of his hand, looking stunned.

Jiang Si smiled slightly: "It's me, doesn't the little master remember?"

The little novice nodded tearfully: "Remember, Wosi Candy."

Jiang Si motioned for Ah Man to bring the purse over, and took out a packet of wolverine and handed it to the little novice: "There is still sugar, can you tell me why you are crying, little master?"

The little novice is at an innocent age, and he is in a Buddhist school without distractions. Of course, the most important thing is that good-looking people always make people less wary. After listening to Jiang Si's question, he lowered his head and said: "Sikong The senior brother is very good, the little monk is so sad-"

Jiang Si sighed and raised her hand to touch the top of the little novice's head, but looking at the little bald head, it felt inappropriate, so she patted his back and comforted: "Little Master, don't be too sad, Master Sikong is sure to heaven."

"Really?" The little novice looked up, her eyes bright.

"Of course, Master Sikong will have completed his merits after the disaster." Jiang Xian saw that the sadness of the little novice was slightly lessened, and his tone changed, "But the corpse of the man in the well is very pitiful, I heard that people who died of wrongdoing would Become a lonely ghost wandering around the world."

The little novice covered his mouth.

"Is the little master willing to help him?"

The little novice nodded hurriedly, then frowned in distress: "How can the little monk help him?"

"Little master, first tell me if you know that person?"

"I know, he often comes to the temple for a short stay."

"So does he have anyone he knows?"

The little novice tilted his head for a while, and asked Jiang Si, "Are the people in the temple still pilgrims?"

Jiang Si smiled and said, "As long as it's familiar, little master might as well talk about it."

"Well, the words in the temple - the donor knows many uncles and brothers because he often comes."

"He even knows little master's uncles?"

"That's right, because I come here often. Once, the little monk saw him talking to Master Xuanci."

"I don't know when he started to come to Lingwu Temple often?"

The little novice thought for a while and said, "Two years ago."

Jiang Si's heart moved, and she caught something faintly, but she seemed to be looking at flowers in the fog, and she didn't know where to look to see the key.

"So which pilgrims does he know well?" Jiang Si temporarily kept the strangeness in his heart, and then asked.

"The pilgrims came and went in the temple, and the little monk didn't pay attention, but the little monk saw him with Miss Li..."

Jiang Xian didn't expect to hear this from the mouth of the little novice.

He asked quietly, "What are they doing together?"

"It was a little late at the time. He seemed to have given Miss Li something, because the monk couldn't see it clearly because he was far away."

By this time, Jiang Xi was almost certain about the relationship between Liu Sheng and Miss Li.

Earlier in Houshan, when Miss Li found out that the deceased was Liu Sheng's expression, she felt that the relationship between the two was unusual because of the woman's keenness.

"When was the last time Miss Li came to stay at the temple?"

"Well...about half a month ago." The little novice thought for a while.

"What about the dead donor Liu? When did you come to stay in the temple recently?"

This time, the little novice immediately said, "It was also half a month ago when the little monk saw him give something to Miss Li."

Jiang Si pondered for a while, thinking that it is better to ask more questions than less, and said, "They all came to the temple for a short stay half a month ago. Did anything special happen?"

The little novice looked bewildered.

Jiang Si changed his way of asking: "Or something that impresses the little master?"

The little novice finally nodded: "Yes, at that time, a donor came to live there. The donor woman disguised as a man was recognized by the senior brother who arranged the accommodation, and she was arranged to live next to Miss Li."

Speaking of this, the little novice suddenly thought of something: "By the way, the benefactor and Miss Li asked for a peace charm together, and they asked for the same kind."

Jiang Si's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "Little Master, do you still remember how old the donor is and what he looks like?"

The little novice was obviously impressed by the woman: "It looks a little smaller than the female donor, and she looks good."

"What's she called? Is she a native?"

"She calls herself Chi, and Xiao Seng has never seen her before."

"When did the donor leave?"

The little novice shook his head: "I don't remember."

After chatting for a few more words, seeing that the young novice could not ask for more information, Jiang Si smiled and said: "Thank you little master, it's very late now, the little master has to go to bed earlier to grow taller, I will ask Aman to take you back. OK?"

The little novice waved his hand: "The little monk went back by himself. The female donor ran around and was scolded by the brothers when they saw it."

Seeing that the little novice ran away, Jiang Si then returned, just in time to see Yu Jin and Jiang Zhan approaching.

The three gathered together and exchanged information in a low voice.

"I asked the young man, and he said that he heard from his mother that Lingwu Temple used to be a dilapidated mountain temple. Since Liu Sheng's mother gave birth to Liu Sheng, people saw that it was so effective, so they all came to burn incense and worship the Buddha. The incense in Wu Temple is gradually flourishing..." Yu Jin paused, "That is to say, the incense in Lingwu Temple began to flourish after Liu Sheng's mother gave birth to a child."

"I heard something from the little novice that Liu Sheng has been coming to Lingwu Temple two years ago."

Jiang Zhan interjected: "I also asked another young man. He said that Liu Sheng used to be a mess and often gambled money. His cloth shop closed for a while because of him, and he did not know how to get funds two years ago. It just opened again."

"Two years ago..." Jiang Si muttered.

There must be something overlooked at that point in time!