Chapter 225
Jingchen's room is not big, with one bed, one cabinet, one table and one chair.

The quilts on the bed were neatly folded;
Two old nun robes hang behind the door;
Two pairs of old cloth shoes were placed under the bed;

A thick stack of Buddhist books is placed on the table.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Yan Sanhe walked to the table and opened the drawer. Inside the drawer was a bronze mirror, a comb, and two wooden hairpins without any patterns.

"Are all Jingchen's things here?"

"The dishes and chopsticks she used to eat, the wooden basin she used to wash her face and feet, and the mosquito net she hung were all burned on the day of the funeral."

"Where's the clothes she wore before she died? Where's the jewelry? Where's the rouge and powder she wore?"

"Throw it away!"

"Why throw it?"

"The nunnery owner said these are common things and cannot be kept in the nunnery."

Only common things can reveal a little bit of Jingchen’s life experience!
Yan Sanhe said in a stern tone, "How did you throw the things? Who threw them? Where were they thrown?"

"I, I threw it."

Lan Chuan didn't understand why the distinguished guest's tone of voice changed and he was a little trembling, "I just packed everything into a bag and threw it into the river."

It's enough!
Yan Sanhe quickly walked outside the house and shouted: "Li Buyan."

Li Buyan almost ran over, "What happened?"

"The clothes and jewelry Jingchen wore before she died were thrown into the river. We are going to go down to the river to fish for things."

"I'll come, I'm good at water."

Li Buyan: "Little nun, lead the way."

"I, I have to tell the nunnery master..."

"Say what."

Li Buyan grabbed the person and said with a smile: "I agreed for your nunnery master."

……

The river Lanchuan mentioned was actually a small lake in the forest, not far from Shuiyue An, and it only took half a quarter of an hour to walk.

The water is very clear, and the blue sky and white clouds are reflected in it, which is quite beautiful.

Yan Sanhe patted Lan Chuan on the shoulder: "Where did you throw it? Show me."

Lan Chuan walked to the river and pointed to the big stone at his feet: "I stood here and threw it into the river."

Then, he raised his hand and pointed to a point in the river: "It seems to have fallen there."

Li Buyan took off his shirt, shoes and socks, and was about to get into the water when he was grabbed by Yan Sanhe.

"You go down and explore the depth of the water first. If the water is deep, come up and we can think of other ways."

"My Fu Shui skills were taught by my mother herself. I am absolutely a little white dragon in the world."

Li Buyan winked at her and slowly walked from the river into the water.

It was late May, and although the sun was glaring outside, the water was still cold.

"I'm going down!"

Li Buyan turned over and sank.

"Be careful!" Yan Sanhe didn't know why, but he always felt a little uneasy.

Fortunately, after just a while, Li Buyan poked his head out of the water, "I saw the baggage. It's gray, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lan Chuan nodded hurriedly: "It's gray."

Yan Sanhe breathed a sigh of relief, "Is the water deep?"

"It's not deep, about the height of two people, no problem, my lady, look at it!"

Li Buyan took a deep breath and sank into the water again.

The water is indeed not deep.

She dived to the bottom and grabbed the baggage that had sunk to the bottom of the river.

The baggage was soaked in water and was quite heavy. Li Buyan couldn't use any strength in the water and could only float up slowly.

Break out of the water.

She took a breath and shouted to the shore, "Sanhe, I got it."

No one answered.

What about people?

She glanced around and found that not only Yan Sanhe was missing, but the little nun Lan Chuan was also missing.

Li Buyan shook his head and swam hard to the shore.

Before the person came out of the water, he saw Lan Chuan lying upright behind the stone.

not good!

Just as this thought came to her mind, she suddenly saw someone running towards her from the corner of her eye.

"Damn!"

Li Buyan threw away the baggage, jumped to the shore, picked up the soft sword on the ground, and rushed over like crazy.

She charged quickly and fiercely, flipping the soft sword in her hand, and her first move was the decisive move.The man quickly turned back and shouted loudly: "Miss Li, I am the Third Master's man, stop it!"

Xie Zhifei?
Li Buyan quickly retracted his sword, "Where's Yan Sanhe? Did you pick her up?"

"Not picked up."

The man spoke quickly: "They were knocked unconscious and taken away. There were two people, both very agile."

Li Buyan felt out of his wits and shouted angrily: "Then why don't you save me?"

The guard was so anxious that he looked helpless.

"Third Master is afraid of surprising you, so just let me follow you from a distance. I heard the noise and rushed over with all my strength, but it was still too late."

"Then what's the fuss?"

Li Buyan grabbed the guard and tried his best to suppress the anger surging in his heart, "Where are they going? Chase them!"

……

The military and horse command department in the city.

"Bang" sound.

The boss, Bai Yanlin, slammed a stack of case files on the table. Several government officials below shrank their heads, not even daring to release a fart.

The Jin Yiwei ordered them to help investigate the case of Xu Sheng's little brother being mutilated.

After checking again and again, the thief seemed to have fallen from the sky, and seemed to have walked away from the sky. There was no sign of him at all.

The Ministry of Punishments sent people to urge him every day, but the boss couldn't stand it, so he took it out on the people below him.

"Boss Bai, Boss Bai!"

Zhu Qing yelled and rushed in, "My third master is missing."

"what?"

Bai Yanlin suspected that he heard wrongly: "Who is missing."

"My third master."

Zhu Qing rushed over and forced Bai Yanlin into a blind corner: "While patrolling the streets in the afternoon, a few thieves suddenly appeared and ran around to lure the brothers away."

Bai Yanlin: "Then what?"

Zhu Qing thrust the knife in front of him: "Then I picked this up on the ground, my third master's sword."

"What about people?"

"People are gone."

Zhu Qing gritted his teeth: "A few little beggars saw someone knocking Third Master unconscious, put them in sacks and carried him away."

"You mean..."

Bai Yanlin looked at Zhu Qing in shock and doubt, "...Xie Laosan was kidnapped?"

How can this be?

What kind of lunatic dared to attack Xie Lao San? These people didn't even ask before they started to attack. He, Xie Lao San...

Bai Yanlin shuddered abruptly, "Who do you think did it?"

"Is this still necessary?"

Zhu Qing exhaled two cold breaths from her nose, "Whoever my third master has offended recently, that's who did this!"

The Xu family?

Xu Sheng?

Bai Yanlin almost blurted out.

"Boss Bai, you'd better send someone to find him quickly."

Zhu Qing's usually expressionless face showed fierceness.

"If my third master is going to have a problem, just wait for my master to file a petition in court tomorrow morning!"

Before he could finish, Zhu Qing gritted his teeth and added: "Don't even think about keeping anyone's black gauze hat!"

Bai Yanlin: "..."

"Boom-"

Bai Yanlin punched the desk and said with trembling lips: "Why are all of them standing there in a daze? Go find them!"

"Yes!"

Several government servants walked very quickly.

Just kidding, let’s not talk about whether Wu Sha Mao can be saved or not. Who the hell is the Third Master?A good brother in the yamen!
In just a quarter of an hour, the military commanders in the five cities in the east, south, west, north, and middle all knew that the third master had been knocked unconscious and taken away, and they all went to the streets to look for him.

Bai Yanlin couldn't say enough.

"Come on!"

"Boss?"

"Immediately report the Third Master's matter to the Jin Yiwei and the City Patrol Censor."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)

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