Nightwatcher Chapter 148: Story (2)

The story a year ago.... Xu Qi'an's mood changed from disappointment to excitement. There is no doubt that Hengyuan’s so-called story is mostly the story of Henghui and Pingyang County.

　　

　　 What happened to the two of them is the key to solving the Sangbo case. So far, the Yaozu has not appeared, only one Henghui is making waves with the sealed artifacts. This has to make people ponder, what does the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom want to do?

　　

　　 sabotage? So far, there has been only one case of Pingyuan Bo’s extermination, which has a great impact, but the actual harm is not great. And Henghui can completely kill the Quartet desperately, causing heavy casualties to the capital. But he did not do so.

　　

　　 Sealed item? If the target was only a sealed object, then Henghui should have left the capital long ago.

　　

　　 "The case between Monk Henghui and the Lord Binhyang has already overwhelmed the case of Sangbo....I always feel that the people behind are deliberately exposing Henghui to the sun..."

　　

　　 Yang Yan tapped the tip of his spear lightly, and the air machine shredded Monk Hengyuan’s sleeve. A pair of muscularly knotted arms contained powerful power, but they were definitely not a monster.

　　

　　"Henghui is indeed dead. He died a year ago. All that survived is the walking dead. He has been freed. This is not a conspiracy." Hengyuan looked at the younger brother close at hand, and his eyes seemed to There are dark clouds.

　　

　　 The clouds in Hengyuan’s eyes collapsed, and the past was like a rainstorm, pouring down.

　　

　　.....

　　

　　 Henghui was sent to Qinglong Temple by his parents at the age of six. He was a child with aura in his eyes. At a glance, he was photographed by the abbot Panshu monk and accepted as a disciple.

　　

　　 Henghui’s enlightenment was completed when the brother Hengyuan sat down. This burly brother with a bitter appearance taught him to read and read, to meditate, and to teach him the principles of life.

　　

　　He has a father-like respect for this brother.

　　

　　 In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and the wise little monk has grown into a handsome monk. He originally thought that he would be the same as his master and brothers, and the ancient Buddha would spend the years passing by.

　　

　　 Until one day, he met a girl...

　　

　　 It was a sunny spring. He was washing clothes in the stream. He saw a handkerchief descending along the stream. He subconsciously picked it up, so there was a sound like a oriole in his ear:

　　

　　"Master, that is my handkerchief, can you return it to me."

　　

　　 Henghui raised her gaze, and saw a slim woman standing beside the bluestone upstream. She was wearing a lotus-colored dress and combed the long hair of a girl who was not out of the pavilion. She was facing the sky, and she had a pretty face in the sun. smiling eyes.

　　

　　"The female donor...is the pilgrim in the temple?"

　　

　　 "Why, I said I'm not a pilgrim, don't you plan to return my handkerchief." She pinched her waist, pretending to be scornful.

　　

　　 "No, no, the little monk just thinks that the female benefactor is face to face." As he explained, he offered a handkerchief with both hands.

　　

　　 "Hmph, you only know that you bow your head and do things and chant sutras, so there are no pilgrims in your eyes."

　　

　　"How does the female donor know."

　　

　　"Because I have followed you for a long time."

　　

　　 On a bright spring afternoon, the gurgling stream was flowing, it was their first encounter.

　　

　　 The acquaintance and acquaintance of the two is a natural process.

　　

　　 When Henghui meditated, the girl was by her side, watching the banned books in her private boudoir pass the time, or flapping the fan gently, holding her cheeks, looking at Henghui's concentrated face in a daze.

　　

　　 occasionally teases him with a dog's tail, preventing him from meditating, which annoys Monk Jun very much. Angrily said: When you are like this, the little monk is closed.

　　

　　 She always sticks out her tongue and apologizes without any sincerity.

　　

　　 Sometimes I would go to the mountains together. The scenery of Baifeng Mountain is beautiful. When spring comes, the mountains and flowers are all over the place. She smiles in the bushes, and she can’t tell which flowers are beautiful or people are more beautiful.

　　

　　 Gradually, rumors about the two of them circulated among the monks in Qinglong Temple, saying that he had not cleaned his six roots, broke the precepts of sex, and was a licentious monk.

　　

　　 Master Pan Shu asked him three questions before the Buddha sculpture: whether he is still pious to the Buddha; whether he is interested in the woman; whether he wants to return to the vulgarity.

　　

　　 He firmly said that he is still pious to the Buddha; he has no intention of treating women; he is willing to stay with the Buddha and not return to the vulgarity.

　　

　　 In response, the abbot had only one request: stop talking to her.

　　

　　 As for why she stopped seeing her and prevented her from entering the monastery, Henghui only later learned that the abbot did not want to, but could not do it.

　　

　　 She is the princess of Pingyang, the daughter of the honorary king.

　　

　　 Since that day, Henghui really ignored her. Whenever she came, she closed her eyes and meditated, indifferent to her teasing and mischief.

　　

　　 She came every day with anticipation, disappointed and left alone.

　　

　　 "Monk, does this flower look good? It matches me very well."

　　

　　"....."

　　

　　 "Monk, can I play the piano for you? I brought it from home specially."

　　

　　"....."

　　

　　 "Monk, I am dizzy and uncomfortable, don't you care about me?"

　　

　　"...."

　　

　　 "Monk, do you have to shove yourself into loneliness."

　　

　　"....."

　　

　　She finally didn't come. She didn't set foot in the Qinglong Temple again for a month, completely withdrew from his life, as if she had never existed.

　　

　　 I can continue to accompany the Buddha, and no one will bother... He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his sincerity moved the Buddha.

　　

　　 One day, she came again, desperate, and her face was thin and haggard.

　　

　　 "Monk, I'm going to get married."

　　

　　 For some reason, the Buddha beads scattered all over the ground.

　　

　　 At that time, the honorary king was at a critical moment. He was appointed as a minister of the Ministry of War. With the support of the honorable men, he is expected to enter the cabinet.

　　

It is not uncommon in this dynasty that 　　 noble and noble servants served as chief assistants. Throughout the 600-year history, there are five of them who served as chief assistants.

　　

　　 For the declining Xungui Group, the rise of the King of Honor gave them hope. He kept moving forward.

　　

　　The honorary king at the cusp of the storm made a marriage appointment for the Pingyang County lord, not only to find a good home for his daughter, but also to try to get more support through marriage.

　　

　　"Monk, would you like to elope with me?"

　　

　　"...good."

　　

　　 Henghui agreed. He finally saw his heart clearly and chose to face the true self.

　　

　　 They started planning for an elopement, and the Lord Pingyang was accompanied by guards when she went in and out. She was missing for more than half an hour, the guards would search the mountain, and soon the news would be sent back to the Prince Yu's Mansion.

　　

　　 Therefore, if they want to elope successfully, they need a magical weapon that can shield their breath to hide from the search by the Sitianjian warlock.

　　

　　 Finally, we need a channel that can prepare them for their new household registration and help them leave the boundaries of the capital.

　　

　　 For this, the Lord Binh Duong found a trustworthy friend, hoping that he could help him.

　　

　　......

　　

　　 "It's the son of Uncle Pingyuan, that friend is the son of Uncle Pingyuan?!" Xu Qi'an said solemnly, interrupting Hengyuan's story.

　　

　　 All this suddenly became clear. Uncle Ping Yuan holds a Yazi organization under his hand. He is best at identity fraud and smuggling. Even if the owner of Binh Duong does not know the existence of Yazi organization, the two families have come to play a close relationship. Some of the methods used by the Pingyuan Bofu are also reasonable.

　　

　　Yu Wang once said that Bo Ping Yuan and Wen Chen are eyeing each other, and are gradually moving away from the Xungui Group. Uncle Ping Yuan definitely has the motive to undermine Pingyang.

　　

　　 Then there was the case of Pingyuan Bofu’s extermination.... I just don’t know what role the Ministry of War Shangshufu played in it.... Xu Qian looked at No. 6 Hengyuan and said to his heart, you are because Do you know that they have been in contact with the Yazi organization before you think they were abducted?

　　

　　 Under all eyes, he did not dare to ask.

　　

　　 After hearing what Xu Qi'an said, several golden gongs looked at Hengyuan with questioning eyes.

　　

　　 "Yes," Hengyuan nodded slightly: "The pure-minded Pingyang princess does not know the complex situation of the court, let alone the evil of the human heart. A girl who has not been involved in the world, a monk who recites sutras, From the moment they decide to elope, the tragic ending is doomed."

　　

　　" At that time, Ping Yuan Bo and Xungui Group had long been close together. After he learned about it through his son, he immediately negotiated with Sun Mingzhong, the minister of the Ministry of War, and Sun Mingzhong. The Lord sent out the capital to attack the king's strategy."

　　

　　 "Where is Princess Pingyang now?" Jiang Luzhong said solemnly.

　　

　　 Hengyuan didn’t seem to hear it, and continued: “The human heart is like a snake and scorpion. After sending the person out of the capital, the son of the uncle Ping Yuan, together with the son of Sun Mingzhong and the Minister of War Zhang Feng, wants to Violent against the Lord Binh Duong on the way.

　　

　　"The two resisted desperately, the last one was killed, and the other committed suicide. In order to cover up the crime, they buried the body of Henghui and Pingyang in a barren mountain, together with the magical artifact that shielded the atmosphere.

　　

　　"The outside world only knows that Princess Pingyang has disappeared for no reason. Even if the Qinglong Temple is found, they will only think that the two eloped. Who would have thought that they died a year ago."

　　

　　 Pingyang County Lord is dead... The golden gongs looked at each other silently, their faces terribly serious.

　　

　　Pingyang County Lord is the daughter of the Honorary King and the niece of Emperor Yuanjing. Killing the County Lord is a major crime for destroying the three tribes.

　　

　　 Nangong Qianrou held the handle of the knife and squinted: "Since Henghui is dead, why will he be here in a year?"

　　

　　 This is also the doubt in everyone's mind.

　　

　　 People die like a lamp, it is impossible to come back to life.

　　

　　 "He is dead." Hengyuan said something that everyone didn't understand.

　　

　　"He died a year ago. The soul was sealed in his body by secret methods, and he became an unconscious walking dead. In this year, he was supported by revenge. It is the blood and blood of Pingyang County Lord .

　　

　　 "If you don't believe me, bring it back to the yamen for inspection."

　　

　　 "Who saved him?" a golden gong asked.

　　

　　 Hengyuan shook his head.

　　

　　 The golden gong looked at Yang Yan and the others, and said, "Where is the corpse of Pingyang Princess? Take us there."

　　

　　 paused, he instructed the surrounding silver gongs: "Send Henghui's body back to the Yamen."

　　

　　 Several golden gongs escorted Hengyuan away from the small courtyard, gave him a horse, and the group went out of the city mightily.

　　

　　 Xu Qi'an was riding on horseback, feeling a little heavy. He was speechless for a while, and after a long time he whispered: "That is Hengyuan? Is it possible to be seized or controlled?"

　　

　　The gray cat lying on his shoulder lazily said: "It's Hengyuan, that's right, heh, although I can't look angry, I have my own means to tell the truth from the false."

　　

　　 "Is Henghui really dead?" Xu Qi'an didn't believe it.

　　

　　 "His life and death is not the key to the case," the gray cat whispered: "He is a puppet himself, and the magic hand is gone. For those behind the scenes, his life and death are no longer important. You should be happy, the case. The broken one is easier than you think."

　　

　　 "I really can't be happy, Princess Henghui and Pingyang are pitiful people." Xu Qi'an twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a smile without a smile.

　　

　　 He sighed and changed the subject: "There is a problem with Henghui's case, just like someone behind the scenes deliberately pushed to the front."

　　

　　.....

　　

　　 At the junction of Taikang County and Changle County, somewhere in a barren mountain, Hengyuan trekking while looking forward, as if looking for something.

　　

　　 The process was inefficient and slow. He told the golden gongs that Henghui only told him the approximate location and told him that the Pingyang County Lord was buried in the roots of an old locust tree surrounded by three people.

　　

　　The golden gongs and silver gongs scattered around Hengyuan, guarding him in the center to prevent him from escaping.

　　

Half an hour later, they found the old locust tree. Three silver gongs chopped off the bushes and weeds under the locust tree. They used their sabers as shovel. After shoveling them for a while, the black soil revealed white bones.

　　

　　 "My lord, I found it." Yin Gong shouted back excitedly.

　　

　　 "Dig it out!" Nangong Qianrou said solemnly.

　　

　　 The bones of Pingyang Princess were exposed to everyone's eyes. After more than a year, she finally reappeared in the sky.

　　

　　 The flesh and blood are decayed, and only a white bone is left with ragged cloth strips attached to it. It should be the clothes worn before death. In addition, between the throat and the chest and abdomen of the bones, a dim gold hairpin was found.

　　

　　 As Hengyuan said, she committed suicide by swallowing chai.

　　

　　"Amitabha." Hengyuan couldn't bear to look any more, closed his eyes, and chanted the Buddha's name in pain.

　　

　　 "There is nothing else to prove that this bone must belong to Pingyang Princess." Jiang Luzhong frowned~IndoMTL.com~ This is normal. Amidst the groaning of the golden gongs, Xu Qi'an walked under the locust tree and said, "The Pingyang princess and love man eloped. They definitely need to disguise, and they won't bring valuables to attract the attention of others.

　　

　　"First mortify the corpse, take it back to the Yamen, and then send someone to inform Prince Yu’s Mansion, the King Yu may recognize this golden hairpin."

　　

　　The bones were broken, everyone was walking outside the mountain, Jiang Luzhong patted Xu Qi'an on the shoulder: "Good job."

　　

　　 　　 talkative Yang Yan nodded slightly and said in an unprecedented way: "You are the first contributor to this case. Even if the Sangbo case is not found out at the end, your majesty will probably avoid your crime."

　　

　　 Xu Qi'an was about to talk, feeling like a knife had been swiped across his back.

　　

　　 He didn't need to look back to know that the sharp sight came from Zhu Jinluo.

　　

　　PS: I can finish the Sangpo case today, so I feel relieved.

　　

　　big guys, remember to help me find the typo. I continue to burst the second chapter.