Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Chapter 10 Homicide in Qingyi Town

What Li Lianhua said to Li Lianpeng seemed to mean nothing, but in fact, she answered everything.

The implication: Li Xiangyi, who once had unparalleled swordsmanship, beautiful clothes and angry horses, and was famous all over the world, is dead. He died in the battle of the East China Sea six years ago.

Together with those friends and enemies in the world, they were buried in the East China Sea.

Now he is just Li Lianhua, the owner of the Lotus Building with Auspicious Patterns. He only wants to make a living and does not get involved in political affairs. He is a wandering doctor.

"What Mr. Li said is true, life is impermanent, and the past is like smoke and should be blown away by the wind."

Li Lianpeng said this and said no more about the matter.

Li Lianhua, let’s just say Li Lianhua, isn’t this his own process of self-transcendence?

Recognize the reality, let go of grudges, live well in the present, and do what you want and should do. This is Li Lianhua.

He is also the person who left the deepest impression on Li Lianpeng in the play, and whose every move touches people's hearts the most.

Rather than a flash in the pan, Li Xiangyi, a young martial arts genius who died at a young age.

Li Xiangyi is more of a symbol, a symbol about Li Lianhua's life experience.

From glory to simplicity and ordinaryness, Li Xiangyi seemed to have lost everything, but in fact, when he changed his face and appeared in the world as Li Lianhua, he had quietly completed the transformation without knowing it.

Just like the Buddhist Zen saying: "When one thought is pure, lotus flowers will bloom everywhere."

Li Lianhua, who knew she was about to die soon, probably her only obsession now was to find the stolen bones of her senior brother Shan Gudao and to investigate the real cause of his death.

Only news from Shan Gudao and his old friends and lovers could make him shaken and his thoughts unclear.

If, in the future, Li Lianhua learns that his senior brother Shan Gudao is not dead, and has also hatched a shocking conspiracy; if he learns that his former confidante has been waiting for him for ten years, her heart will die. How would he feel when he fell into the arms of someone else?
Li Lianpeng already had the answer in his mind.

But he wasn't satisfied with the answer.

He wants to rewrite the ending of the story.

When everything is still too late.

After all, this is the show he is following, and it is also the only clear memory he has about his past life and the last period of his life after Li Lianpeng came to this strange yet familiar world of martial arts.

……

noon the next day.

Qingyi Town, Liu Laoer’s coffin shop.

After Li Lianhua left Li Lianpeng, the important matter that he had been entrusted with before was no longer so urgent.

It rained in the early morning. They held the same paper umbrella and arrived at Qingyi Town, which is the closest place to where the Lotus Tower is parked. They left the vixen with a dog to look after the house.

When mentioning this matter, Li Lianpeng also felt it was quite strange.

Li Lianhua's exquisite wooden building was always thrown into the mountains so casually. It was strange that it had not been attacked by thieves after so many years.

These rivers and lakes are not all filled with kind people. There are roosters, dogs, and thieves everywhere.

People who don’t have enough to eat can do anything.

however.

Vixen's strong native dog has been following Li Lianhua peacefully for three years. Many of the old ornaments in the Lianhua Building are dusty and no one has seen any movement.

Come to think of it, this is the peculiarity of Li Lianhua and Li Youyi...

Li Lianpeng looked down at the person lying in the coffin, her thoughts were wandering and her concentration was quite unfocused.

However, in the eyes of others, they felt that this young monk really had the demeanor of an eminent monk. Faced with the scenes in front of him, he could keep his face calm and his heart not beat, with a compassionate face and compassion for the world.

In the fine coffin made of pure cypress wood in the hall, Liu Bingkun, the owner of Liu Lao'er coffin shop, died miserably and his body was broken into two hundred and one pieces. He was wearing a brand new shroud and was lying face up in it.

Just looking at his face, he died peacefully. There was no expression of pain on his green and white face, and there was even a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

But when you move your eyes down and see other parts of his body below his neck, you don't think so.The second son of the coffin shop, Liu Bingkun, died, but it was not peaceful at all!
Li Lianpeng really didn't expect that the first dead person he saw after coming down the mountain would have such a dignified appearance, and he was very good at eating.

Not to mention being brutally killed, he was also broken into two hundred pieces... ugh...

I retched twice in my heart and quickly recited the meditation mantra silently.

Should I say it or not? This meditation mantra taught by Monk Kongji really works...

"Master, have you finished your salvation?"

Suddenly, a short, stocky man in his forties with a dark face cautiously stepped forward and asked.

Only then did Li Lianpeng come back to her senses. She suppressed the turbulence in her stomach and refused to look at the scene in the coffin. She turned to look at the short, stocky man with red and swollen eyes, who had obviously cried a lot before, and said softly:

"The young monk has recited the past life mantra and the one-word mantra for Donor Liu, and the Donor can feel at ease."

"Thank you, Master." The short and stocky man thanked him quickly.

"The deceased has passed away, but the living are like this. Please give me your condolences. The little monk has gone."

Li Lianpeng didn't want to stay in this mourning hall for a moment.

He is just a fake monk. He can recite the Buddha's rebirth mantra and the one-word mantra used to save the dead, but this is the first time he has recited it in front of the dead!

What's more, in front of such a brutally murdered, unrecognizable corpse...the head is intact, that is, the corpse is dead, Li Lianpeng's ability to hold back from vomiting is already extraordinary.

Are you still reciting sutras for salvation?Think too much!

Li Lianpeng strode out of the heavy atmosphere of the hall where the corpses were parked, and came to the courtyard outside. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling better now.

"Kongkong, have you finished your salvation for the second son of the Liu family?"

Li Lianhua, who was standing under the eaves, came forward with a faint smile on her face.

"..."

Li Lianpeng turned to look at him, then lowered her head and chanted a Buddhist chant,
"Amitabha, I am a merciful Buddha. The most miserable thing for a young monk to see is such a tragic scene. I also ask Mr. Li not to let the young monk help the dead again in the future."

Li Lianhua just smiled, "Kongkong, didn't you say you wanted to save all sentient beings? Can the dead be considered one of the sentient beings?"

After you finish speaking, wait for his answer.

I thought to myself, you fake monk, how long can you keep pretending? !

Li Lianhua was good at thinking after the fact. After reviewing his experiences in the past two days many times in his mind, he finally came to the conclusion that since this young monk with Kong Kong's name knew his identity, he must be the same as Wu from Hanshui Temple in Yangzhou City. It has something to do with the monk.

Because when he rescued him, Monk Wuwu was accompanied by several homeless beggars. Master Kongkong was most likely one of those beggars.

Later, he sneaked out and accidentally bumped into himself in Qingyi Town. He had no money in his pocket and had no way of making money, so he planned to follow his 'acquaintance' and make a living. .

The roar of the Buddhist lion is proof!
In his impression, only the monks from Hanshui Temple can use it!
Li Lianpeng shook his head and said, "It doesn't count."

When Li Lianhua heard this, she couldn't help but feel happy and waited for the next words.

Let me expose you!

Just listen to this fake monk say: "As the saying goes, death is like a lamp going out, like a soup splashing snow. If you want to revive, you can fish the bright moon from the bottom of the sea."

"After a person dies, everything comes to an end, leaving only a human body for the memory of his relatives. But in the eyes of the young monk, it is the same as the dirt and rocks that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. There is no difference. Naturally, it cannot be regarded as a living being."

"Only living people are considered sentient beings."

　Hua Luozi began to slowly intersperse the detective plot. What, it’s not well written, please forgive me, just lightly...

　　I tried my best to portray that atmosphere.

　　Of course, the investigation is only part of the plot, which is to give you lovely readers a more sense of involvement... If you want to say that this is to make up for the word count, Hua Luozi will never admit it anyway.

　　ps: There will be another chapter later. During the new book period, there will be a minimum of two updates per day. The author will consider adding more during the break~
　　
　
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