Liaozhai: I just want salted fish with invincible magical powers

Chapter 170

That night, Yingcai didn't sleep well, and the continuous noise made her sweat through her clothes.

I had just changed it myself, and I had to change it for the two aunts. She was used to Hu Qian's ability, so she couldn't help being amazed at the moment.

In the morning, Hu Qian went out refreshed, and Xue Ningshuang and Rong Ning'er slept next to each other with their bellybands attached.

Hugh Mu has passed, and it is still a day to go to court to ask questions.

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with it, and some trivial things can be solved by nightmare prayer.

At noon, Hu Qian made up his mind to go to Lanruo Temple.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jia had just changed into casual clothes and hadn't set off yet. Suddenly, Qin Jia came over in a panic. When he saw Hu Qian, he immediately said, "My lord, it's not good. Something happened to Mr. Xiahou."

Hu Qian was taken aback, "Where is it?"

"Two and a half miles east of the city, Niuweizi Creek."

When Hu Qian arrived, Deputy Inspector Liu Er was already there with a group of inspectors.

Seeing Hu Qian coming, Liu Er and the others rushed to salute.

Hu Qian nodded, "Where's the corpse?"

Liu Er took Hu Qian to the stream, pointed to a casual dress hanging on a sharp stone by the stream, and said, "This is Lord Xiahou's, and the officials recognize it."

Hu Qian squatted down and took a look. Although the clothes had been soaked in the stream for a long time, there were still many bloodstains.

He picked up the clothes and looked at them. There was obviously a gap on the waist, which seemed to be caused by weapons such as swords.

"Last night, who was with Master Xiahou?"

Everyone shook their heads, but Liu Erdao: "Xiaguan had a drink with your lord in the restaurant last night. Your lord said he was going to compete with that surnamed Yan, and then left."

Hu Qian said: "The surname Yan?"

"I don't know exactly what it's called, but I only know that he is a very powerful swordsman. Lord Xiahou seems to have lost to him before."

Qin Jia said: "It seems that Master Xiahou was killed by that Yan swordsman."

Hu Qian shook his head and said, "If you were killed by a swordsman, how would you explain the body? A swordsman kills people, and he won't even take away the body, right?"

"Maybe they want to destroy the corpse."

Hu Qian rolled his eyes at him, pointed to the clothes underneath, "Will the clothes with wounds be left behind for the destruction of corpses?

Master Xiahou was killed yesterday, and the body was only discovered today. The murderer obviously had enough time to dispose of the body, but why did he leave this piece of clothing alone? "

The man's face turned blue and white, and he didn't speak again.

Liu Erdao: "What does your lord mean?"

Hu Qian already had some calculations in his heart, and said, "I think he was killed by some ghost."

When everyone heard this, their expressions immediately changed.

Qin Jia whispered: "Could it be the evil spirit from Lanruo Temple..."

Hu Qian said: "It's very possible, order to go down, strictly keep the secret, and take back Lord Xiahou's clothes, please play to the court, and bury Lord Xiahou generously."

Qin Jia responded, and then said: "My lord, what should we do now? Are you going to investigate?"

Hu Qian looked at him with a smile on his face, "That's fine, please ask Lord Qin to go to Lanruo Temple to investigate the situation, or give Lord Xiahou an explanation."

Qin Jia immediately froze in place, with a troubled expression on his face, he said, "My lord, this..."

Hu Qian waved his hand, "Okay, you guys go back first, I will go and have a look."

Qin Jia immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "My lord, be careful."

After speaking, he left with everyone.

Hu Qian looked up at the sky, it was already afternoon.

The clouds in the sky were thick, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

He continued to go east along the stream, and after a short walk, he saw a deserted archway and wrote a letter: The merit is immeasurable.

After passing the archway, an ancient temple immediately appeared in front of us.

It's just that there are knee-length weeds in front of the temple, and there are many collapsed stones and bricks beside them, which are covered with moss. Even a fallen Buddha statue has grass growing on it.

Looking up, I saw that the plaque on the door read: Lanruo Temple.

Hu Qian nodded. After coming to this world for a long time, he finally saw Lanruo Temple.

It's a pity that there are no female ghosts in broad daylight, and Xiaoqian is still in trouble at Mingxin Temple. Otherwise, I should experience how it feels to be seduced by a female ghost.

When I entered the temple, I saw that the door of the Zen room was covered with cobwebs and dust, only one door was slightly clean.

When he was looking for where the back mountain was, a flash of sword light shot out suddenly, and then a broad sword with a simple shape swept over.

He squinted his eyes and saw that the flying sword was not facing him directly, so he stood there without moving.

"Shh!"

The flying sword passed by Hu Qian and was nailed to the door behind.

A bearded man came out of the meditation room, leaned against the door, held a wine gourd and took a big gulp, hiccupping, "You scholar, do you know where this is?"

Hu Qian was taken aback for a moment, looked at the casual clothes he was wearing, understood, and said with a smile: "It says on the door, Lanruo Temple."

The bearded man looked at Hu Qian suspiciously, "Since you know it's Lanruo Temple, you still dare to come in! Don't you know there are ghosts in Lanruo Temple!"

Hu Qian said: "Is there a ghost? Have you seen it?"

The bearded man said impatiently: "Go, go! Hurry up before it gets dark, lest you lose your life!"

Hu Qian said: "My son is very courageous, even if there are ghosts, he is not afraid!"

The bearded man said: "Bold?

That sword just now scared you to the point of immobility, how dare you say that you are brave?

Go away, those ghosts won't reason with you like I do. "

Hu Qian shook his head, turned around and pulled out the long sword nailed to the wall, waved it twice, and asked, "Dare to ask the knight's name?"

Seeing his movement, the bearded man couldn't help being taken aback, and said with a smile: "It turns out he is a sword wielder, I didn't realize it just now."

Immediately with a wave of his hand, the long sword flew out of Hu Qian's hand, and in an instant it reached the scabbard on the back of the bearded man. He raised his head and took another sip.

"Yan Chixia.

How about you? "

"I'm Hu Qian."

"Hu Qian? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere, where did it come from, forget it, can't remember, don't want to."

Hu Qian smiled and said: "Since you are all sword wielders, I will call you Senior Yan."

"Whatever, it's just a name, it doesn't matter if you call me Goudan."

"Goudan, do you know Xiahou Jin?"

Yan Chixia was taken aback, "Who the hell are you?"

Hu Qian smiled and said, "Next is the magistrate of Guobei County."

Yan Chixia said unhappily: "No wonder the wine tastes bad all of a sudden, it turns out that someone from the government has come." Then she shook her head and walked into the room.

Hu Qian said: "Senior, did Xia Houjin come to look for you?"

"So what if you have found it, so what if you haven't found it? It has nothing to do with you."

Hu Qian said: "Master Xiahou is dead."

Yan Chixia immediately stopped in her tracks, let out a long sigh, didn't say a word, just kept drinking while holding the wine gourd.

Hu Qian said: "Senior, do you know how he died?"

Yan Chixia nodded and sighed again.

"I told him earlier that Hualiu disease is not a scandal, and he needs to be treated as soon as possible, but he just didn't listen. I didn't expect that he would die so soon..."

Hu Qian had a question mark on his face.

"Senior, what are you talking about?"

　three o'clock tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)