Painter

Chapter 49: Chapter 49
When Li Chan woke up, the blood on her clothes was dry.When he dragged the neckline in a daze and smelled it, the stench made him tremble, and he was completely relieved of sleepiness.

The bottom of the cave was still pitch black, filled with the smell of blood, but it was very quiet, only the sound of the underground river could be faintly heard.With his blue eyes, he saw that under the huge body of Navolo, the nun was sitting in full lotus, meditating.

It was not known whether it was day or night in the cave, but judging from the fact that the blood on the clothes had dried up, about three hours had passed.It never occurred to Li Chan that this practitioner from the Great Bodhi Temple could bear to wait for him for three hours.He propped himself up, and Lianyi over there opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and said, "It's the end of the day."

Li Chan nodded, "Go down the mountain to inform Guo Duwei, and let Shen Zhasi handle the funeral."

Lianyi wiped off the dust from the hem of the manyi and asked, "You haven't said anything yet, how did you deal with it?"

Li Chan looked at the monster corpse, "The way this monster presses the bottom of the box is to rely on the change of the tip of the tongue to attract people. But this guy is too fat, looks scary, but it is inconvenient to move. It is not difficult to deal with it if you see through its tricks." .”

Lianyi didn't quite believe it, but she couldn't find a loophole, so she didn't ask any more questions, and said, "This place is full of blood, as you said, let's go out first."

The two left the demon corpse and left the cave.When it was almost close to the ground, light finally came in.Lianyi suddenly said: "That monster can seduce souls, when you killed it, did you meet ghosts?"

"I met a few of them." Li Chan said perfunctorily, and was about to go up, Lianyi said again: "That lady Xue is really cunning, although I was a little skeptical at first, but she tricked me."

"It's not a lie." Li Chan thought for a moment and explained: "What the lady said is half-truth and half-truth. It's true that she was killed, it's true that she fell in love with that scholar, and it's true that she hated that monster. It's just a ghost. I can't help myself, even if things go against my wishes, I can only be driven by that monster."

Lianyi's finger moving the rosary paused, and suddenly thought of Xue Qingluo's eyes, those eyes were full of sorrow, ridicule, hatred, and relief.The woman was still singing before her soul disappeared, but unfortunately the last listener was not her lover.

Li Chan clung to the edge of the cave and rolled over to get out.It was already dawn, and outside the doors and windows of the mud house, the maple leaves in Wushan were green.The furnishings in the room are simple, with a low cabinet sandwiched between two elm plank beds, and the stove for making fire and cooking is in the corner.

Lianyi came out from behind, her eyes fell under the low cabinet.A corner of moldy wax paper was exposed, she lifted the low cabinet and picked out a booklet covered with moldy prints.There was no name in the book, so she opened a page, and the pages inside were still in good condition, it was a manual book.

Li Chan saw the palace tune on the paper and said: "This should be what she said, the score that no one can sing."

"This is Miss Xue's relic, but...the Xue family is empty." Lianyi handed the music book to Li Chan, "I don't understand music theory, can you take a look?"

Li Chan went to Goulan to listen to the girl's song, and he could hum a few lines, but he hadn't learned to recognize the music. He took the music and said, "Master Lianyi doesn't have it?"

Lian Yi said: "Master Tan, take it, one day I will see someone who can sing it, and I will fulfill Miss Xue's last wish."

Li Chan said with a smile: "At that time, I will also invite the master to listen to the music."

Lianyi shook her head, "It's inconvenient for a monk to be a monk." She smiled slightly, "But the music is good, but it's an exception."

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Zhao's family in Huaiyuanfang, Mrs. Zhao looked dull.The gate of the house was guarded by demon officials, and the news of Zhao Yanqing's death was stopped by Shen Zhasi because it involved demons, and it has not yet spread.She hadn't eaten or slept all day, her complexion was ashen, but she sat upright.

A sound of hoofbeats came from far and near, and stopped outside the door.When Mrs. Zhao heard someone dismounting from the horse, her heart pounded.Going out quickly, someone walked in, it was the mage!We must seek justice!Zhao's lips trembled, and a surge of strength surged out of her body. She ran up and hugged Lianyi's calf, crying, "Master...Master! Yanqing...has a terrible death! We orphans and widows...he Go...how can I live...you must uphold justice for me! That man, that demon..."

Lian Yi leaned over to help Mrs. Zhao up, "My condolences, ma'am, the monster that killed your son was punished last night, and your son's revenge has been avenged."

Mrs. Zhao was stunned, and hurriedly asked again: "Then, that demon..."

Lian Yi shook her head, "Ma'am, don't get me wrong, he killed that demon with his own hands."

Mrs. Zhao froze for a moment.

Lianyi held her hand, stuffed it into a corner of the folded paper, and said softly: "He dragged me to bring you a sentence, the dead are gone, and the living are safe."

Mrs. Zhao froze for a while, opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.After Lianyi left, Mrs. Zhao unfolded what was in her hand, a bank note folded into corners, about 20 taels.Her face was pale, her lips trembled, and she began to sob, speaking incoherently, saying "Yanqing" for a while, and "Engong" for a while.

In the end, only the repeated "sorry" remained.

(End of this chapter)