In the dream, there are lonely winds and fallen leaves, and there are sunsets and dusks.

In Hwarang's dream, there is even a skinny horse on the ancient road, all of which are related to wandering.

The wandering people are in the world, they make their homes everywhere, they may stay in one place for a long time, but they cannot stay in this place forever.

Hwarang stood at the head of the bridge, but suddenly found that the surroundings were so empty that it made people feel uneasy. At this moment, a man in ragged clothes suddenly appeared at the end of the small bridge, holding a stick in his hand. Although his age seemed Not old, he walked very slowly, as if it would take him his whole life to walk across this bridge.

The wind brought coolness and stirred the man's clothes, but the man didn't care, and continued walking, walking.

Hwarang woke up from a dream. It wasn't a terrible dream, but he woke up anyway.

After waking up, she couldn't fall asleep anymore. Hwarang turned his head and glanced at his side. Wen Meng was sleeping soundly. Her long eyelashes and peaceful face gave people an indescribable beauty. Of course , is also a charm.

Hwarang got out of bed lightly, he came to the window and looked out, and saw outside at some point, it was raining lightly. window, and then he felt the coolness of small raindrops on his palm.

The rain is cool, and the wind outside is also cool, just like the night is cool.

At some point, Wen Meng woke up. She looked at Hwarang and asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

Hwarang smiled and said, "It's nothing, I suddenly want to hear the sound of rain, so go on sleeping."

Wen Meng was a little surprised, and said, "Is it raining?"

Hwarang nodded: "Yes, the autumn rain is slightly cool."

Wen Meng smiled, got off the bed in a cloak, leaned against Hwarang's shoulder in front of the window, closed her eyes, and listened to the wind and rain outside, the wind and rain outside was very clear and pleasant, like a wonderful song.

Hwarang opened his eyes and looked ahead, looking at the blackness and rustling leaves in front of him, he suddenly felt nostalgic.

Maybe it's because he has been wandering outside for too long. On such a rainy night, Hwarang feels like a traveler suddenly.

However, this nostalgia is too illusory for Hwarang, he does not belong to this place, nostalgia always has a faint meaning separated by time and space.

This night passed just like that, I can't say I felt anything, but I can't say nothing.

Early the next morning, the light rain did not stop, which added a bit of indifference to the already cool autumn. Hwarang and others were a little at a loss after getting up, so after breakfast, Hwarang sat under the eaves of his house in a daze , but when he was in a daze, he was thinking about last night's dream and what Lingyu said yesterday.

Those words and dreams kept rolling in Hwarang's mind. Suddenly, Hwarang stood up from his chair, a trace of joy appeared on his face, followed by surprise, but soon, joy again.

No one saw his expressions, because Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er were not here at this time.

Hua Lang rushed into the rain, he called out the names of Wen Meng, Hua Wan'er, Yin Wuzuo and others a few times, after they all came out, Hua Lang said excitedly: "Come on, follow me to the government office, I know what's going on Something happened."

Everyone was a little surprised, but soon became excited, because after listening to Hwarang's words, they knew that the murder case was finally going to be solved.

Along the way, Hwarang didn't say a word, and everyone didn't mean to ask questions, because they knew very well that Hwarang would never speak first at this time.

After coming to the mansion, Hua Lang asked Li Jingan to pick up the men and horses, and then said: "Master Li, the mystery of the death of Little Seventh Brother will be revealed soon, why don't you follow me to Little Seventh Brother's house?"

At this time, how could Li Jingan refuse, he smiled slightly and said, "Okay, please!"

A group of people came to Brother Seven's house in a mighty way, and after arriving, Hua Lang ordered people to surround Brother Seven's house, and they did not bring people into Brother Seven until they were sure everything was safe. on the house.

When they entered Xiao Qige's house, Lingyu and her mother-in-law were a little surprised, but also a little scared, the two of them greeted them, and Lingyu asked quickly: "What happened that required you to make such a big move? "

What happened, at this time, no one except Hwarang knew, so everyone turned their attention to Hwarang. Hwarang shrugged and said, "We are here to solve the case."

Hearing what Hualang said, Lingyu smiled slightly, and said, "So, Mr. Hua suspects that my husband was murdered?"

Hwarang smiled and said, "No, I don't think your husband was murdered. What I want to say is that it was another person who was murdered, that homeless man who has been wandering around your house. Isn't it?"

Lingyu's expression changed immediately, but she quickly retorted: "How do I know about this? You want to know if that homeless man was killed, why don't you go find that homeless man."

Li Jingan couldn't understand the current situation, so he quickly interrupted and asked, "Young man, what's going on?"

Hwarang smiled slightly, and said: "Yesterday I came to ask about the matter. This Mrs. Lingyu kept saying that his husband was not murdered, and he also concealed a lot about the homeless man. After I went back, I thought about it. Finally Finally, I figured it out. Why did the homeless wander around Xiaoqige’s house? I guess it’s not for a few bites of food. If you want to eat, it’s easier to go to the street instead of Xiaoqige’s house. In that case, where is he wandering and why, wandering, yes, he is a tramp, he must have gone to a big place, maybe, he may have seen Mrs. Lingyu in other places, of course, he It is also possible to know that Madam Lingyu is the concubine that others have been looking for, maybe if you reveal the news of her presence to that person, he can get a big reward."

Having said that, Hwarang paused for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "But Xiao Qi loves his wife too much, so for his wife, he is extremely likely to fight with that homeless man, and he is fighting Among them, it is inevitable that someone will be injured or killed, but who was killed? Before, we always thought it was Brother Xiaoqi, because his funeral was very upright, but if we think about it the other way around, the person who died was that What about a homeless man instead of Brother Seven?"

At this time, everyone was speechless in astonishment, but Lingyu was suddenly a little angry: "Nonsense, this is simply nonsense."

But at this time, Hwarang just smiled lightly: "Whether it's nonsense will soon be known, Mr. Li, please send some people to dig up Xiao Qi's grave."

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