Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 269 Hot and Sour Rice Noodles ([-])
"Zongnu heard that she is noble and cannot be bullied, but she can guard against the bright side but not the dark side!" Wei Fu's sighs sounded, "The villain made her lose everything including people and wealth! "

"These people don't believe in the knives in their hands!" Liu Yuan snorted coldly, and said, "Otherwise, how could the grandfather of the Yang family have internal quarrels with those people?"

"These murderers who lick blood at the edge of their knives and rob blood every day will never believe this, they will only trust the knives in their own hands," Bai Zhu continued, paused, and a subtle look appeared on his face, "But those people Believe it!"

"Born into a powerful family, no matter whether it's money or power, it's all in their hands from the moment they opened their eyes!" Lin Fei said lightly, "These money and power are not earned by themselves. For them, it was inexplicable, it was unreasonable, and without hard work, it was too easy to send it to their door! From this, they became more and more convinced that wealth and wealth are destined, and compared with those ordinary people who are struggling for a living every day, they can make a living by themselves. And so, it's different!"

"With such wealth, I dare not think about the kindness of heaven, and do some practical things, but let them go on another road!" Lin Fei lowered his eyes and said, "They want to keep this wealth and power after death. , When you arrive in the underworld, you have to be a high-ranking ghost and rich man, so you start to practice this kind of sorcery!"

"So the cemetery after death has to be built incomparably luxurious, and all the glory and wealth will be brought to the mausoleum!" Wei Fu said, "With the wealth of gold, silver and treasures, people need to serve them. It has become a tool for them to enjoy a life of bliss and luxury after death!"

Under normal circumstances, these people would not dare to attack such noble clan daughters, and most of them would attack girls from ordinary families like Chang Xiaoniangzi.

"But the horoscope of this daughter's birthday is too 'unique', so even with this status, they will still find a way to attack!" Having said this, Wei Fu paused, and then said, "The identities of those people are clear. Being fooled is comparable to this sect girl, so you can't make it clear, otherwise you won't have to spend so much time going around in a big circle before you start!"

For those illusory selfish desires, even the eldest daughter, who is also a powerful person, can use all villainous methods in order to get someone, and the eldest daughter's family will be ruined, which is really chilling.

Lin Fei looked at the portrait of the ancestral daughter for a moment, and suddenly said: "This ancestral daughter encountered an accident on the way back to her hometown, and her parents and brothers who passed away are still buried in Chang'an City, so... this daughter should also be incorporated into the Which is right!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was excited: "Lin Shaoqing means..."

"If what I expected is correct, those people came here for this sect daughter. Even if the murderer had internal strife and killed this sect daughter, those people would not just let go of a 'yinyueyinyinyinshi' 'A girl who was born,' said Lin Fei, "so...the corpse buried in the mausoleum should not belong to that clan daughter!"

If this is the case, then the Zongnv might not be able to rest in peace after her death!

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Just as the Dawn Drum was beating, the sky was gray, but the lights were already shining in the public kitchen!

Those who cook morning food must get up earlier than ordinary people!
"Master Wen's complexion is not very good today!" A Bing, who was kneading the dough, glanced at Wen Mingtang, who was chopping green onions, and said.

Today's morning meal is noodles with scallion oil and fried eggs. I have made this meal combination several times. A Bing and glutinous rice balls are already very proficient, so Wen Mingtang is very relieved to give up the main table in front. The two of them went to the back to help out.

Hearing what A Bing said, Wen Mingtang raised his head and smiled at him, saying: "I had a nightmare all night yesterday, I just didn't sleep well!" He couldn't help but yawned!

Ah Bing nodded when he heard the words, glanced at Wen Mingtang, and said, "I'm telling you! Why does Master Wen look like he's not in good spirits! The fundus of his eyes is also a little blue. Master Wen should catch up on sleep after finishing the morning meal! "

Wen Mingtang let out a "hmm" and didn't show his strength.

She didn't know when Lin Fei and the others left last night, but after eating hot and sour noodles and listening to them talk about the case for a while, Lin Fei asked her to go back and rest.

You have to get up early to make morning meals, and you can't stay up late!

Lin Fei had good intentions, but after hearing about the ancestral daughter, although Wen Mingtang went back to rest early, he didn't sleep well all night, and even had nightmares all night!

Thinking of the content of yesterday's nightmare, the hand that was cutting the onion couldn't help but pause, and Wen Mingtang looked a little dazed.

I don't know if it's because they are both women, seeing that noble daughter will be murdered by the villain, so that the bottom of my heart is too deeply touched, or because I have seen the portrait of the daughter for a long time, and the appearance of the daughter is engraved on the In his mind, after going back to lie down yesterday, Wen Mingtang began to dream!
It was a quiet and desolate wilderness, with a moon like a silver plate hanging above the head, the moonlight was shining brightly, sprinkled over the wilderness!The self in the dream seemed to be very familiar with this place, walking forward in the wilderness!

I don't know how long I walked, and I saw the bamboo shadows dancing in front of me, shaking, and there seemed to be a woman in a plain skirt standing between the black bamboo shadows.

Ordinarily, the woman in a plain skirt suddenly appeared in the wilderness in the middle of the night, which is indeed somewhat similar to the beginning of the ghost stories in the scholar's story books.

But Wen Mingtang in the dream didn't have the slightest fear in his heart. Instead, he quickened his pace, walked forward, and shouted as he walked, "Miss Li!"

That sect girl doesn't have a title, so it's not wrong to call her "girl"!

The woman turned her head to look at Wen Mingtang when she heard the words, she was the woman in the portrait.She looked at Wen Mingtang sadly, and walked forward.

The woman walked forward, Wen Mingtang continued to chase!

One walked and one chased, after an unknown amount of time, the woman stopped suddenly, Wen Mingtang hurried a few steps, and was about to catch up with the woman, but the woman suddenly turned her head.

The face of the "Miss Li" I saw earlier changed instantly, the beautiful and dignified face became softer, and there was an indescribable sadness in the loving eyes that looked at her!
This face...Wen Mingtang was shocked when he saw it, and opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to say that word, and then...woke up!

After waking up, Wen Mingtang realized that he was covered in cold sweat. After taking a bath and washing, he wanted to continue sleeping, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. When he finally fell asleep, he didn't sleep for long. Because it was time to cook the morning meal, I woke up.

"Master Wen!" Accompanied by the exclamation of the glutinous rice balls, there was a sharp pain in his fingers, Wen Mingtang subconsciously dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, and looked down at the finger that was cut by the knife.

Bright red blood gush out from between the fingers, Wen Mingtang looked at the finger cut by the knife in a daze, and heard the chanting of glutinous rice balls echoing in his ears!

"Master Wen, don't move today! Your hands are the treasures of our public chef! You must take good care of them and get better soon... Ah Bing! You chop the onions, Master Wen, be careful, and treat the wound..."

The mumbling voice kept coming, and the eye sockets suddenly started to heat up for no reason, as if the body instinctively, a feeling of extreme grief surged from the bottom of my heart in an instant.

The glutinous rice balls that hurriedly found the gauze suddenly exclaimed when they saw it: "Master Wen, why are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)