Chapter 148: Story (2)

The story a year ago.... Xu Qi'an's mood changed from disappointment to excitement. There is no doubt that the so-called story of Hengyuan is mostly the story of Henghui and Pingyang County.
　　
　　 What happened to the two 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 the monk Henghui and the Lord Binhyang has already overwhelmed the host and 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 gun lightly, and the air machine shredded Monk Hengyuan’s sleeve. A pair of muscular 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, as if there was a dark cloud in his eyes. .
　　
　　 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 his 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 coming down the stream. He subconsciously picked it up, so there was a crisp sound like an oriole:
　　
　　 "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 combing the long hair of a girl who was not out of the pavilion. Her face was facing the sky, her face was pretty in the sun, and she was smiling. eye.
　　
　　 "The female donor... is the pilgrim in the temple?"
　　
　　 "Why, I said it's 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 how to bow your head every day and do things and chant sutras. 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 and beautiful spring afternoon, the gurgling water was flowing, it was the first time they met.
　　
　　 The acquaintance and acquaintance of the two is a natural process.
　　
While 　　 Henghui was meditating, 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 blooming. She smiles in the bushes, and she can’t tell if it is beautiful flowers or more beautiful people.
　　
　　 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 that 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 never return to the vulgar.
　　
　　 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 stopped paying attention to her. Whenever she came, she closed her eyes and meditated. She was indifferent to her teasing and mischief.
　　
　　 She came every day with anticipation and left with disappointment and loneliness.
　　
　　 "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'm dizzy and uncomfortable, don't you care about me?"
　　
　　"..."
　　
　　 "Monk, do you have to stuff yourself into loneliness."
　　
　　"....."
　　
　　She finally didn't come. She didn't set foot in Qinglong Temple again for a month, completely withdrawing 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, she looked depressed, her face was thin and haggard.
　　
　　 "Monk, I'm going to get married."
　　
　　 For some reason, the Buddha beads scattered all over the place.
　　
　　 At that time, the honorary king was at a critical moment. He served as a minister of the Ministry of War. With the support of the nobles, he is expected to enter the cabinet.
　　
It is not uncommon in this dynasty that 　　 nobles and nobles served as the first assistants of the clan. Throughout the 600-year history, there are five of them who served as the first assistants.
　　
　　 For the declining Xungui Group, the rise of the King of Honor gave them hope. He kept moving forward.
　　
　　 The honorable king at the cusp of the storm made a marriage 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?"
　　
"....it is good."
　　
　　 Henghui agreed, he finally saw his heart clearly and chose to face his 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, and the guards would search the mountain, and soon the news would be sent back to Prince Yu's Mansion.
　　
　　 Therefore, if they want to elope successfully, they need a magic weapon that can shield their breath to hide from the search by the Sitian Supervisor.
　　
　　 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 reason, Princess 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 of this suddenly became clear. Uncle Ping Yuan had a Yazi organization under his hand, and he was best at identity fraud and smuggling. Even if the owner of Pingyang County did not know the existence of Yazi organization, the two families had come to play as a close family relationship and knew some Pingyuan. Bofu’s methods are also reasonable.
　　
　　Yu Wang once said that Uncle Ping Yuan and Wen Chen are dazzling, and they are gradually moving away from the Xungui Group. Uncle Ping Yuan definitely has the motive to undermine Pingyang.
　　
This also led to the case of Pingyuan Bo’s Mansion’s extermination.... I just don’t know what role the Ministry of War Shangshu Mansion played in it... Xu Qi'an looked at No. 6 Hengyuan and said to his heart, you know that they had Did you find that they were kidnapped after contacting the Yazi organization?
　　
　　 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 complexity of the court situation at all, let alone the viciousness of people's hearts. A girl who has not been involved in the world, a monk who recites sutras, they decide From the moment of elopement, the tragic ending is doomed."
　　
"The former Ping Yuan Bo and the Xungui Group had long been in harmony with each other. After he learned about it through his son, he immediately discussed with Sun Mingzhong, the minister of the Ministry of War, and Sun Mingzhong, and decided to send Pingyang County Lord out of the capital. , Thereby attacking Yuwang's strategy."
　　
　　 "Where is Princess Pingyang now?" Jiang Luzhong said solemnly.
　　
Hengyuan didn’t seem to hear it, and continued:
Human hearts are like snakes and scorpions. After sending people out of the capital, the son of Uncle Ping Yuan, together with the son of Sun Mingzhong and Minister of War Zhang Feng, wanted to confront him on the way. Pingyang County Lord committed violence.
　　
　　 "The two resisted desperately, the last one was killed, and the other swallowed himself. 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 the Pingyang Princess 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 had died a year ago."
　　
　　Pingyang County Lord is dead...The golden gongs looked at each other silently, their faces terribly serious.
　　
　　Pingyang princess is the daughter of the honorable king and the niece of Emperor Yuanjing. Killing the princess is a major crime for the tribe.
　　
　　 Nangong Qianrou held the handle of the knife and squinted: "Since Henghui is dead, why will he be here a year later?"
　　
　　 This is also the doubt in everyone's mind.
　　
　　 People die like a lamp, and 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 the flesh by secret methods, and he became an unconscious walking dead. In this year, he was supported by revenge. It was the blood and blood of Pingyang County Lord.
　　
　　 "If you don't believe me, take it back to the yamen for inspection."
　　
　　 "Who saved him?" a golden gong asked.
　　
　　 Hengyuan shook his head.
　　
　　 The Jin gong glanced at Yang Yan and the others, and said, "Where is the corpse of Pingyang Princess? Take us there."
　　
　　 After a pause, 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 bit 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 up, I still 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," Gray Cat whispered: "He is a puppet himself, and the magic hand is gone. For the people behind the scenes, his life and death are no longer important. You should be happy. The case is solved better than You want to be relaxed."
　　
　　 "I really can't be happy, Princess Henghui and Pingyang are pitiful people." Xu Qi'an twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an unsmiling 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 was trekking and panning, as if looking for something.
　　
　　 The process was inefficient and slow. He told the Jin 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 cut off the shrubs and weeds under the locust tree. They used their sabers as shovel. After shoveling for a while, the black soil revealed white bones.
　　
　　 "My lord, I found it." Yin Gong turned his head excitedly and shouted.
　　
　　 "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 have decayed, and there is only a white bone, which is stuck with ragged cloth strips, which should be the clothes worn before death. In addition, between the throat and chest and abdomen of the bones, a dim gold hairpin was found.
　　
　　 As Hengyuan said, she committed suicide by swallowing chai.
　　
　　 "Amitabha Buddha." Hengyuan couldn't bear to look again, closed his eyes, and recited the Buddha's name in pain.
　　
　　 "There is nothing else to prove that this bone must belong to Pingyang County Lord." Jiang Luzhong frowned~EbookFREE.me~ 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.
　　
　　 "Let’s kill the corpse first, take it back to the Yamen, and then send someone to inform the Prince Yu’s Mansion. The King Yu may recognize this golden hairpin.
　　
　　 The bones were broken, and everyone was walking outside the mountain. Jiang Luzhong patted Xu Qi'an on the shoulder: "Good job."
　　
　　 The talkative Yang Yan nodded slightly and said in an unprecedented way: "You are the first contributor in 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 as if his back was swiped by a knife.
　　
　　 He didn't need to look back to know that that sharp sight came from Zhu Jinluo.
　　
　　PS: Today, I can finish the Sangpo case, so I feel relieved.
　　
　　 Big guys, remember to help me find typos. I continue to burst the second chapter.