"I've heard of a hidden weapon called an ice needle. It's made of ice and is made into thin needles. It can kill people without being seen. After the person dies, the ice will naturally melt." Lan Yin once heard her senior brother say this kind of weird needle. The law of homicide.
"Although the weather is not very hot today, how can we carry the ice needle? Besides, the ice is not easy to find?" Cui Yuanzao said.
Well, Lan Yin never thought about this issue at all.
"We're going to take a look on the roof." Cui Yuanzao walked out of the house and said to Sun Mao.
Sun Mao promised repeatedly, but before he could find the ladder, Lan Yin held Cui Yuanzao's waist and flew up to the roof.
How many times has Lan Yin held her waist? Will someone see him? Cui Yuanzao suddenly felt his face heat up and whispered: "We can climb the ladder."
"That's so slow." Lan Yin said nonchalantly.
Cui Yuanzao was speechless. Did this lady realize that she was no longer too lazy to pretend in front of him?
Cui Yuanzao could only remind her: "Think about your reputation as a good friend, how do you explain to others that you can fly?"
Lan Yin thought that this was indeed the case, but she still said harshly: "Didn't no one see this? Why don't you just say that I also had Nie Yinniang's adventure?"
Cui Yuanzao coughed. In fact, no one dared to question him. Even if he did, he had countless excuses. It was just that he was a little embarrassed because he was being hugged around by the woman.
After calming down, Cui Yuanzao squatted down, found the hole, carefully looked around the hole, and then found a short branch embedded in the gap of the tiles not far away.
Lan Yin didn't understand what Cui Yuanzao was doing, so she couldn't help but follow her to see, "What is this?"
Cui Yuanzao shook his head, "I can't figure it out at the moment. But the hole should be drilled from the inside."
"What's the meaning?"
"Judging from the traces of the tiles, someone punched a hole from inside the roof, and then someone took advantage of this hole and thought of some way to kill Lu Qian." Cui Yuanzao looked at the branch in his hand and fell into deep thought.
"Then what exactly is the solution? You are wrong about the ice needles I mentioned."
"There's no rush. Let's ask the little novice monk if he's ever seen a ghost. I always think the timing of this ghost's appearance is weird. Ahem, we're fine." Cui Yuanzao suddenly couldn't bear the thought of asking Lan Yin to hold him down again. Stop coughing.
"Are you feeling well? Why are you coughing again? Why don't you go and rest, and leave it to me to ask the little novice monk." Lan Yin hugged Cui Yuanzao's waist and fell to the ground.
"Did Lingcong tell you something?"
Cui Yuanzao knew that his body was nothing, but Lingcong was always a smart kid. Perhaps he knew that Lan Yin was his "sister-in-law" and deliberately made her pity him.
"You don't have to believe what he said." Cui Yuanzao retorted impatiently. When his feet hit the ground, he softened a little and was hugged by Lan Yin again.
Lan Yin couldn't help but sarcastically said in her heart: "If you don't let people tell you that you are not in good health, you are hiding your ears and stealing the bell."
"Okay, you are in good health. How about I help you take a rest."
When Cui Yuanzao saw Lan Yin like this, he knew that she was thinking wrong again, and he couldn't bear to argue with her. When he saw Sun Mao coming over with a ladder, he said: "Sun Jiucheng, could you please find those young novice monks who have seen ghosts and monsters?"
"Don't want the ladder?" Sun Mao asked doubtfully.
"Yes, please excuse me."
Monk Sun Maozhang was confused and could only carry the ladder and walk out.
When Lan Yin saw Sun Mao walking away, she moved a chair to Cui Yuanzao and said, "You can sit down for the trial later."
Cui Yuanzao glanced at Lan Yin. This lady was a little stupid, but she had a kind heart.
But how did she get involved in Yang Shun's case? Or is the innocence she has now just her superficial skills?
"What's wrong?"
Half of Cui Yuanzao's body was bathed in the moonlight, and his entire face was completely covered by the shadow of the corridor, but the swordsman's intuition told Lan Yin that he had been looking at her.
"Nothing." Cui Yuanzao replied and looked away.
Lan Yin moved and stood in the shadow.
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After a while, five novice monks came, lined up in a row.
"Which of you saw the ghost first?" Cui Yuanzao asked.
"It's the young monk." A skinny little novice took a step forward.
"Tell me what happened that day."
"That day was the third day of Donor Lu's immortal journey. The abbot asked me to watch the night in the East Chanyuan. I was still thinking that the moon was so bright today and the weather was so good. Everything should be fine. Who knew, but suddenly someone appeared in the room? The black shadow grew bigger and bigger, and it was so terrifying that I was frightened and ran away."
"What does the shadow look like?"
"It's like Asura is devouring people."
"Are you sure it's Asura?"
The little novice monk was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a Rakshasa ghost."
Cui Yuanzao nodded to him, indicating that he could retreat.
"Next."
A tall young novice monk stood up and said, "When Junior Brother Mingde saw the ghost, everyone was afraid. I am strong, so the abbot sent me to watch the night. On the first day, the ghost didn't come out, so I thought he was afraid." As for me, I didn't expect that he would still come out the next day, and he was very big." The little novice's expression became ferocious.
"Wait a minute, is there any difference between the first day and the second day?" Cui Yuanzao felt strange, why did the same person not show up on the first day but show up the next day? What is the pattern of ghosts appearing?
"It's no different. It was spooky and cold the first day and the ghosts didn't come out. But the next day the weather improved and they did come out."
"Did the ghost break the window and come out?"
"No, several of our senior brothers only saw the shadow and ran away."
"Do you remember when the ghost came out?"
"I don't remember, it was probably when the moon was at its zenith."
"Do you think it's an Asura or a Rakshasa ghost?"
"It doesn't seem to be the case. It's a headless ghost."
Cui Yuanzao nodded and signaled that the tall little novice monk could also withdraw.
After that, several young novice monks also spoke about it.
After hearing this, Cui Yuanzao noticed a few points worth noting. Ghosts only appear when the weather is good, and they appear at about the time when the moon is at its zenith.
Cui Yuanzao looked up at the sky. Could ghosts be related to the moon?
"Little Master Mingde, it is said that the abbot performed a ritual ceremony and the ghost never appeared again?"
"Yes, the abbot performed a ritual ceremony in the courtyard of Dongchanyuan, where we are now. I remember that there was a sudden strong wind and heavy rain that day. After that, no one saw the ghost again."
"Do you remember what date it was?"
"March twenty-fourth."
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Cui Yuanzao's long silence, Qing Hong couldn't help but push Cui Yuanzao.
"Ah, well, do you remember what day Lu Qian started repairing the murals, and what was the weather like?"
Lan Yin was stunned. "Let me think about it. I remember it was March 13th. The weather didn't seem to be very good. It was quite cold and it rained lightly."
"What about the next few days?"
"The weather was not good the next day. I originally wanted to visit Chang'an City, but it rained and I didn't go out. But the night Lu Qian died, the weather was probably good. I even went out to eat a bowl of mutton soup. What's wrong?"
Cui Yuanzao shook his head, "I may know what that ghost is."
"What is it?" Lan Yin asked curiously.
Cui Yuanzao did not answer, but looked at the hazy moonlight tonight and murmured: "Tonight is the fifteenth again!"
