Baili Xin: "Boss, you look very sad. Are you worried about something?"
The boss sighed helplessly: "Sir, you may not know that my wonton shop was not originally opened here. I opened it in the east of the city. I am an old man with a child to take care of at home, so I wanted to make more money for my child to get married. So every time I open the shop until very late at night before going home."
"Who would have thought that on that day, I saw a figure staggering towards me from a distance. His movements were very strange and I thought he was drunk. But when he came closer, I almost got scared to death."
"What kind of person is this? He is clearly a monster."
"But..." The old man paused, "I actually know that monster."
"I remember him. He would come to my shop every evening and sit there all night. He would leave only when there was no one on the street. I also set up a stall by myself. Although he was a bit of a hindrance to my business, he could keep me company by staying there. I never chased him away."
"Sometimes, when he has money, he will order a bowl of wontons to eat. Sometimes, when he doesn't have money, he will just sit there, looking around, as if he is waiting for someone."
"I felt sorry for him, so I gave him a bowl of wonton soup."
"Hey, he came to my place every day, and I was quite annoyed. Now that he is gone, I miss him a little bit."
Baili Xin: "Then why did you move here again?"
He didn't come here to eat wontons by chance. He chose this place because the first strange corpse was found in front of the wonton stall.
He once went to the crime scene and didn't see any wonton shop. He thought it must have moved away after the incident.
Later, he wandered around Qingcheng Town for a long time and finally found the wonton shop.
right here.
The old man sighed, "It was because of that strange thing that happened. I was also very scared. I tossed and turned at night, and I always felt that the man was always pestering me. Later, I burned paper money for him and moved here."
Baili Xin: "Didn't you just say there was something strange? What was it?"
Old man: "I moved here and encountered a petty thief. You said that my wonton shop doesn't have anything valuable. So after I'm done, I just clean up the things and wash the dishes and then stay here. But I don't know what happened here. I was robbed twice in five days."
"That little thief turned my shop upside down."
Baili Xin: "What is missing?"
The old man said: "Nothing is missing. I have been doing this for many years. I remember everything in my shop very clearly. I would remember a few bowls and a pair of chopsticks. The thief turned my place upside down, but I looked around and didn't see anything missing."
Baili Xin and Fan Jia looked at each other.
Nothing was missing, but everything was in a mess.
That's looking for something specific.
"Master," Baili Xin thought for two seconds and asked, "When that strange corpse walked to your door that day, did you find anything new in the shop when you came the next day?"
The old man sighed and stamped his feet. "No. I was just wondering if this little thief was looking for something when he searched my shop. It's okay if he searched my place, but if he searched my house, there is only an old woman and a child in my house. If the thief is fierce, I'm afraid something will happen to him."
"What do you mean by that? I haven't been lucky since that day." The old man sighed. "I thought maybe there was some evil spirit involved, so I wanted to ask the master for good luck."
"Boss, when are you going to pack up and go home?" Baili Xin suddenly asked.
"Wait a little longer. It's busy now. I'll go home after it's over."
Under the table, Baili Xin secretly kicked Fanjia.
Fanjia looked over in confusion and saw Baili Xin blinking at him.
Fanjia was slightly stunned, then turned to look at the boss: "Amitabha, benefactor, I am here because we are predestined. Since we are predestined, I can go with you to your home to see if there are any evil spirits haunting your home. If there are, I will help you exorcise the evil spirits."
"what do you think?"
The old man immediately wiped his hands on his apron and asked, "Is what the master said true?"
His eyes, which had originally lit up, quickly drooped in disappointment, "But I am short of money, and I really don't have the money to let you do this unnecessarily."
Fanjia: "Monks don't talk about money, they talk about fate. We have fate, so we don't need money."
"puff-"
Baili Xin was drinking water and suddenly choked when he heard this.
Fanjia looked over with concern: "Are you okay?"
Blissin: "I'm fine, fine."
The old man looked at the moon in the sky and said, "Master, please wait for me. I will pack up the shop and we will set off now."
Baili Xin: "Didn't you say you still wanted to do business? It doesn't matter, we can wait for you."
"No, no, it's just one day, and it won't cost much money," the old man began to pack up, "I still know what's important and what's not urgent."
There were originally three or five customers eating wontons in the wonton shop. Baili Xin waited for more than ten minutes. When everyone had left and only they were left, the boss began to clean up the tables and chairs quickly.
He used his somewhat hunched body to fasten the tables one by one, and then hung the benches on the tables.
This is his daily job.
It took more than five minutes to finish everything.
The seemingly repetitive and boring work every day is actually a treasure trove of wealth created by his own hands.
"Okay, two guests," the old man looked at the newcomers a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. Let's go."
After following the old man for a while, they left the bustling downtown area and came to a more ordinary civilian area.
As soon as they walked into the alley, Fanjia suddenly stopped.
He glanced up into the air with a deep look in his eyes.
Seeing this, the old man quickly asked: "Sir, what are you looking at?"
Fanjia retracted his gaze and shook his head: "Nothing, let's go."
After a short episode, the old man took them back home.
"Old woman, son, I'm back." As soon as the door was opened, the old man shouted towards the yard.
"I heard it, I heard it. Every time you come back, you have to shout, and every time you scare us." An old woman's voice came from the room impatiently. Soon, a candle was lit in the originally dark room. After the room was lit up, an old woman pushed the door and walked out.
She was smiling and about to speak, but when her eyes fell on Baili Xin and Fan Jia, her expression suddenly froze, and then she asked: "Who are these two?"
"They are the guests of my stall tonight. Look what I brought you." The old man smiled. He carefully took out a hairpin from his arms and handed it to the old woman. "Does it look good?"
The old woman immediately shifted her attention away from Fanjia and Bailixin and came to the hairpin.
Looking at the exquisite hairpin, the old woman's face suddenly turned red. "You are already an adult, and you still give me something like this. Aren't you ashamed?"
The old man scratched his head shyly. "I was setting up a stall today. There was a jewelry stall next to me. I took a look and thought this one was the best match for you, so I bought it for you. I'll put it on for you to see if it looks good."
The old woman shyly tilted her head towards the old man. The old man's fingers were trembling a little. He carefully inserted the hairpin into the woman's gray hair, his eyes full of tenderness.
Baili Xin subconsciously moved closer to Fanjia's position. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his slender fingers touched Fanjia's fingers under the cover of the wide sleeves of his monk's robe.
With a slight hook of the index fingers, the two index fingers were hung together.
Fanjia's fingers trembled slightly, and for some unknown reason, he did not dodge.
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Studio.
Hum, I found out, didn't I? I want to report that they are doing something tricky.
This is called a little ambiguity, not a little action. Sit down, the report is invalid.
God Xin began to exude his personal charm again.
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After Baili Xin and the other person followed him into the room, Baili Xin quickly looked around.
The room was very clean, probably cleaned every day.
Next to the table was a basket containing scraps of cloth, a pair of scissors, and half-sewn garments.
The clothes are blue, and judging by their size and dimensions, they should be clothes made for an old man.
"You are making clothes for me in the dark again," the old man glanced at the old woman disapprovingly, "Didn't I tell you that I have enough clothes to wear? You don't have to make so many for me. What if you hurt your eyes?"
The old woman put away the basket and said, "It's okay. I have good eyesight and can see clearly at night."
Baili Xin: "..."
Old man: "Where is our son?"
Old woman: "He is sleeping in the inner room."
As soon as she finished speaking, a babyish voice came from the inner room, "Dad, you're back?"
There was a trace of panic in the old woman's eyes. She took a few quick steps as if she wanted to reach the curtain, but before she got there, the curtain was opened from the inside.
A kid who looked only eight or nine years old came out, rubbing his eyes.
The baby looked over with his big round eyes.
When he saw Du Baili Xin and Fan Jia, he was stunned for a moment and quickly hid behind the old woman, looking very scared.
The old woman hurriedly said, "Our son has been timid since he was young. He gets scared when he sees strangers. Please don't blame me, sirs."
The little boy hid behind the old woman, poked his head out and looked at the two of them curiously.
Baili Xin smiled at the child, and the child instantly shrank back behind the old woman.
"My son," the old man came over with a smile, stretched out his hand to pick up the child from behind the old woman and lifted him above his head, "I missed you so much. Have you been obedient at home today? Have you bullied your mother?"
The little boy shook his head quickly, "No, no, I'm very good and didn't make my mother angry."
"Hehe, our Shou'er is the best," the old man couldn't hold the child anymore after holding him twice, so he put the child down.
As soon as the child landed on the ground, he immediately shrank behind the old woman.
Seeing this, the old woman rubbed the child's head and said, "Shou'er, you just woke up. Go play in the yard for a while. I'll call you when it's time to go to bed. You can only stay in the yard. You can't go anywhere else. Do you understand?"
The child nodded and rushed out of the yard. When he passed Baili Xin and Fan Jia, he quickened his pace as if they were some kind of monster.
Baili Xin and Fan Jia looked at each other, and the old woman smiled embarrassedly again, "I'm sorry, the child is young and doesn't understand."
Baili Xin: "It's okay. You said it, they are just children."
The old man looked at the two of them and said, "Master, could you please take a look at our house to see if there is any evil spirit in it?"
The old woman looked at the old man in surprise, then turned to look at Baili Xin and Fan Jia, "Old man, why did you invite these two here..."
"Didn't I tell you? My shop has been in trouble recently. I'm worried that it might be an evil spirit. It's okay for the evil spirit to go to the shop, but if it comes to us, wouldn't you and Shou'er be in danger? So I asked the master to take a look."
"Oh, so that's what happened." The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. "What kind of evil spirit is this? There are not so many evil spirits in this world. I think you are just suspicious. The cat may be hungry at night and smelled the fragrance and went to your shop to find food."
The old man said: "To prevent those wild cats from stealing food, I always hang a piece of dough dipped in broth on a tree before leaving. For so many years, my shop has never been visited by cats."
"Let the master take a look, I will feel relieved."
Fanjia looked around, and when his eyes fell on the old woman, the old woman became a little nervous for a moment.
He looked around silently and then looked away. In the old woman's somewhat flustered eyes, he said lightly: "Amitabha, benefactor, I don't see any evil spirits here."
The old man and the old woman both breathed a sigh of relief.
"However," Fanjia continued with a dragging tone, and the old woman's heart, which had originally settled down, instantly rose to her throat again, "The donor is usually kind and generous, and although there is no evil spirit, he is protected by a spiritual creature."
The old man asked in confusion: "Spiritual object, what spiritual object? Why can't I see it?"
The old woman looked at Vanga nervously.
Fanjia pondered for two seconds: "Spiritual objects are naturally invisible to ordinary people. Donor, you don't need to worry too much, just know that this object will not hurt people's lives, and it will even protect you secretly."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then quickly slapped his thigh and said, "I know!"
The old woman suddenly became nervous again.
"It must be those wild cats. I hang food for them every day. They must be grateful for the food I give them, so they protect me in secret. No wonder I seem unlucky these days, but I am always safe. I was unharmed when I encountered that monster, and I didn't lose anything when I encountered the thief. My home is also safe."
As he spoke, he bowed to the sky and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for your protection. I will bring some meat to the cat gods tomorrow."
The old woman looked at the old man with eyes that showed concern for a fool, and then laughed helplessly.
Fanjia: "Now you can rest assured. Since there is nothing wrong, we will leave first."
The old man said, "Okay, okay, I'll go see you two off."
"Old man," the old woman called out to the old man, "Smell your body, you smell bad, did you fall into the river? Go and wash yourself, I'll take the two gentlemen back."
The old man was a little confused: "Do I stink?"
He lowered his head and sniffed in confusion, "It doesn't stink."
When I looked up, I found that several people had already left.
There was no other way, so the old man had to turn around, go into the room, and obediently take a shower.
When the three men passed by the yard, the children were kicking sandbags.
When the children saw Fanjia coming, they forgot to kick the sandbags and immediately hid in the corner out of fear.
After walking out of the courtyard and into the alley for a while, the old woman smiled at the two of them and said, "Thank you for your help today. I will take you here. It's dark outside. Please walk slowly."
"It's no good for you to stay here too long. It's better to leave early."
When the old woman was about to leave, Fanjia whispered.
The old woman, who was about to leave, suddenly froze and looked at Fanjia awkwardly, "Master, I don't understand what you are talking about."
Vanga: “No, you should understand.”
"Since you are already dead, take your child with you and quickly enter reincarnation. Being too attached to the secular world will only do you harm."
The old woman stared at them for a long time with flickering eyes, and then she asked in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you tell him when you clearly found out?"
Fanjia: "This donor just asked me to check if there is any evil spirit in your home. Since you are not evil, I naturally did not tell you."
"Thank you, Master," the old woman bowed respectfully to Fanjia, "I am not greedy for the worldly life, I am just worried about him."
"The old man and I have been together all the way, and we have always been together."
"There was a famine a few years ago, and our family was so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat. He was in the noodle business, and there was no rice or flour during the famine, so he couldn't make any money. Although he would do odd jobs during the day, he was old after all, and couldn't get much money, and the money he earned couldn't buy much rice or flour."
"In order to share some of his burden, I took my youngest son to the mountains to pick wild fruits and vegetables."
"We encountered robbers on the road. While trying to avoid them, my son and I slipped and fell off a cliff, and both died."
"When I came to my senses, I found that my son and I had turned into ghosts. But I don't know why, we are different from other ghosts. Other ghosts can only appear at night, but we can appear during the day. And our feet are not light and floating, but solid. We even have shadows."
"But we knew that both of us were dead. We had no pulse and our bodies were sinking in the river."
"Later, my son and I returned home and found that three days had passed since we fell off the cliff. During these three days, the old man looked for us like crazy and finally got tired."
"If we had come back a step later, the old man would have died."
"He can't leave me. We are his only family. He can't bear the result of both of us dying together. So I live here with my son. We plan to leave together after the old man dies of old age."
"Master, although my son and I are ghosts, we have never harmed anyone. We stay at home every day and don't go anywhere. You must believe me."
Fanjia: "You don't have the spirit of killing in you. There are tens of millions of living and dead spirits in the world, but I only take the spirit of killing."
"Thank you, Master!" The old woman looked at the two of them gratefully and continued, "Speaking of which, it is strange. Since you are a great monk, I would like to trouble you two with something."
Baili Xin: "What's the matter?"
"This thing," the old woman took out a bead from her bosom and handed it over, "was left there when the strange corpse passed by the wonton shop that night."
"I sensed the old man was in danger at home and went to rescue him."
"Later, the old man moved to a new place, and his shop was robbed twice. I thought they might have come for this thing."
"Do you two know what this is?"
Baili Xin took the bead in his hand. This bead was slightly smaller than the one the black fox gave him, and the color was also slightly different. This bead was light gold in color.
He took out another bead from his backpack. When the two beads were put together, it seemed that some kind of connection was triggered and they suddenly lit up at the same time.
The old woman was a little surprised. "It turns out that this bead can glow. It seems that I am right to give it to you."
The system's voice suddenly sounded in Baili Xin's mind: Ding! Congratulations to the player, you have obtained 1 mysterious bead.
It was just a brief sentence, without any introduction to the bead or its function.
It's really becoming more and more perfunctory!
Baili Xin: "Who is looking for this bead? Have you seen it?"
The old woman said: "It was the monks who were staying at the Tongfu Inn, so it was inconvenient for me to show up. They didn't come to my house to look for me, probably because they were afraid of being seen by others."
"By the way, let me ask you something," Baili Xin looked at the old woman, "You said that you accidentally fell off a cliff while trying to avoid bandits. Do you remember where you fell from?"
If they were just mortals at first, and suddenly possessed powers that other ghosts did not have after death, it is very likely that there was something wrong with the place where they died.
The old woman said: "Yes, it is in Qingcheng Mountain. There is a road in Qingcheng Mountain. If you keep walking along the road, you will see a majestic sect, which is Qingcheng Sect. But you should not go into Qingcheng Sect. Instead, walk eastward from the fork in the road until you reach the back mountain of Qingcheng Sect. There is a cliff there. That is where I fell down."
She paused and said, "You two, if you are going to go there and you happen to find our bodies in the water, please do not fish them out. Let them continue to sleep at the bottom of the lake."
"I'm worried that once the bodies are fished out, the old man will find out that we are not alive. I don't know if he can withstand such a blow."
Baili Xin nodded and agreed: "Okay, I promise you."
After leaving the old woman's house, Baili Xin pieced together all the clues he had collected over the past few days.
Miss Song, Qingcheng Sect, scholar, immortal flesh, corpse, black fox, beads, demon-suppressing, scales...
All the fragmented clues kept flying quickly in his mind. Some clues were retained, while some were deleted by him.
Suddenly, all the clues stopped.
Baili Xin's mind flashed quickly. He suddenly looked at Fanjia, pulled his sleeve and said hurriedly: "Let's go!"
Fanjia was a little dazed by him, "Where are we going?"
Baili Xin kept walking: "Yamen!"
…
The government office was locked, and the two climbed over the wall to get in. As soon as they jumped down from the wall, they heard a majestic voice, "Who's there!"
It’s Zhang Biao.
Zhang Biao took two steps closer with his saber in hand. When he found out it was Baili Xin, he breathed a sigh of relief and put away his saber: "Sir, why is it you? There is a door here, why are you climbing the wall? And who is this master?"
Baili Xin: "I was afraid of disturbing your rest, but I didn't expect you to be still awake. You haven't gone home tonight?"
Zhang Biao held a wine jar in his hand and said, "I can't sleep."
"As for going home..." He paused, "I will go home during the day tomorrow."
When he talked about "going home", his voice was very heavy.
"What are you doing here at the government office so late?" "I couldn't sleep either," Baili Xin replied hastily, and started walking towards the study. "I was just thinking about the case, and then I remembered a detail. It just so happens that you are here too, so come and help me think about it."
Seeing that it was because of the case, Zhang Biao's melancholy temperament instantly disappeared, and his somewhat turbid eyes immediately sparkled. He took two quick steps to catch up, excitement and admiration appeared on his face at the same time. He impatiently grabbed Baili Xin's arm, "Sir, what did you find?!"
Seeing Zhang Biao's hand, Fanjia frowned slightly.
He walked between the two of them without leaving a trace, and with a light wave of his hand, he pushed Zhang Biao's hand away.
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Studio.
Oh, it’s begun, it’s begun, the time when the boss is jealous and protects his wife has begun!
It belongs to the boss, no one else can take it away.
Zhang Biao:? This monk has some problems.
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Zhang Biao didn't notice the monk's unhappiness at all. He thought he was blocking the monk's way, so he subconsciously moved to the side, and then continued to stare at Baili Xin with his bright eyes.
Baili Xin walked and said: "Let's go to the study and talk."
The three of them quickly came to the study. Baili Xin found all the case files from the bookshelf and placed them in front of the three of them. "Look for the deceased's network of relationships and find out where he often went when he was alive. Circle those that are there, and we will look for those that are not there later."
Zhang Biao didn't know what Baili Xin had discovered, but he quickly agreed and immediately lowered his head to search.
Fanjia originally didn't want to get involved in worldly affairs, but now there was a thick stack of files, and the files in front of the young man looked even thicker.
If I don't look at it myself, will my part fall into the hands of the young people, thereby increasing their workload
Forget it, just take a look.
Fanjia silently opened the file.
In the study room where candlelight flickered, none of the three spoke. The only sound in the room was the rustling of papers.
Time passed minute by minute, and soon, Fanjia finished reading the file. He listed the clues that Baili Xin wanted on a piece of paper.
After closing the last file, the monk looked up and saw that the young man had finished reading the book at some point and was looking at him with his chin on one hand. He didn't know how long he had been staring at him.
His eyes were focused, and the reflection of the flickering flames fell in his star-filled eyes.
Fanjia's face turned slightly red, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing, I just like to watch." Baili Xin changed his hand and continued to support his chin. "Master, has anyone told you that you look particularly handsome when you are concentrating on doing something?"
Fanjia blushed again, "Amitabha, appearances are false, benefactor."
"I know," Baili Xin continued to laugh, "So what I mean is your temperament and seriousness. Very charming and attractive. At least, very attractive to me."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Not far away, the sound of Zhang Biao coughing was heard.
What did he hear
Is Master flirting with the monk? !
This... couldn't be what he thought, right
Damn, it’s both gay and taboo, isn’t this too exciting
Is this something he can listen to
The master really doesn't treat him as an outsider!
"There are other people here," Fanjia adjusted his sleeves awkwardly, "Don't talk nonsense."
"I understand," Baili Xin's voice was full of laughter, "I'll listen to you. I'll tell you something more exciting when there's no one around."
Zhang Biao: "Cough cough cough cough cough cough."
Save me save me save me.
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Studio.
Hahaha, what Zhang Biao is doing online makes me want to escape.
Xin Shen: You want to leave? No, stay here and listen to my dirty talk!
God Xin: Now that you’re gone, how can I see the boss looking so shy and embarrassed
Hahaha, after all this time, Zhang Biao is just a tool.
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After another cup of tea, Zhang Biao brought the sorted papers to Baili Xin.
Baili Xin spread out three pieces of paper with different handwritings, placed them on the table, scanned them one by one, then took out a brush and quickly circled a few places.
Zhang Biao looked over curiously, "Hmm? Qingcheng Sect?"
"Sir, are you saying that they have all been to the Qingcheng Sect? Is it possible that the case is related to the Qingcheng Sect?"
"But these few people are not like that." Zhang Biao quickly pointed at the two of them. "For example, he is a butcher in the town. He has never been to the Qingcheng Sect and does not believe in ghosts and gods. And she is the same. She never leaves the main gate or the second gate. How could she go there?"
"The incident happened quite late, when the Qingcheng Sect had already arrived in the town. With the Qingcheng Sect in the town, wouldn't everyone have more opportunities to come into contact with the Qingcheng Sect?" Baili Xin pointed at the butcher. "For example, even though he didn't go to the Qingcheng Sect, the file says that his wife once snatched a bowl of divine meat and shared it with him a few days before the incident."
"As for this girl, I really don't know. This needs further investigation."
Zhang Biao was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Okay!"
"I have another question," Baili Xin looked at Zhang Biao, "You must have come into contact with these corpses before. Think back and see if there are any special things on these corpses, such as beads or something like that?"
After Zhang Biao thought about it seriously for a long time, he suddenly shouted, "It really is true!"
"One of the dead had a bead in his mouth. I didn't know what it was, but I thought it might be physical evidence, so I collected it."
"Why isn't it shown in the file?" Baili Xin frowned slightly.
"No?" Zhang Biao scratched his head. "Then I don't know. It was written by the master."
Baili Xin: "Where is that bead? Let me see, are there any other beads besides this one?"
Zhang Biao: "There are no others, only this one. It is also possible that the coroner thought it was a mixture of mud and sand and did not tell the master. Who knows? The master is actually sloppy and is not always serious when recording files. Sometimes he will write casually after drinking."
Zhang Biao paused after he finished speaking, "Hey, I still have the nerve to say that about him, isn't it the same for me?"
Baili Xin: "By the way, has the investigation into the brothel Xiaocui case and the earring matter yielded any results?"
Zhang Biao sighed, "No, my brothers and I asked around today, but no one knew about this earring. Maybe that person hid it."
Baili Xin hummed, and said silently: "It's been too long, and the clues won't be discovered too easily, let's take our time."
Zhang Biao: "Okay, by the way, Magistrate Lin came this evening and was very angry. He said if he saw you, he wanted me to tell you something."
Baili Xin blinked curiously: "What?"
Zhang Biao: "Ahem, he said, do you still remember going to the prince's house to teach the prince at night?"
Of course, this is not what County Magistrate Lin said originally.
County Magistrate Lin's original words were: "You two are really rebellious! Each one is more arrogant than the other. You don't listen to me, but he is openly disobeying the prince!"
"Does he still want to do it? If not, get out! I'm so mad! Where has he been all day!"
Cough cough cough.
Anyway, he was too embarrassed to say it to his husband.
Baili Xin was stunned for two seconds, "I really forgot!"
Although he wanted to use the reverse operation, he really forgot this time!
It’s just that I was too happy in the temple during the day and didn’t want to leave.
Then forget about the unimportant things.
I think the prince won’t be angry, right
"A-choo!" The prince who was far away in the prince's mansion sneezed loudly.
He looked at the lonely coffee table with a gloomy face, his lips trembling with anger.
That master actually didn’t come!
He wasn't actually playing tricks on me, did he really not want to stay here and teach him
I'm furious!
I am the only one who drives people away, no one drives me away!
…
"Zhang Biao," Baili Xin said in a deep voice, looking at the files on the desk, "Is Master always so careless?"
Zhang Biao: “Not often, just occasionally.”
"Memory will disappear with the passage of time. No matter how good a brain is, it is not as good as a bad pen. When people's memory gradually disappears, words are important to provide us with the truth. Therefore, it is required that the accuracy of the written record must be guaranteed."
"For such an important file, after the master finished recording it, didn't you have someone to check it again?"
Zhang Biao stood there awkwardly. Facing Baili Xin's question, he nodded and then shook his head guiltily: "It's not that we didn't check. Whoever has time can check again with the master."
Baili Xin: "To put it bluntly, I still didn't take it seriously. But this is not your problem, you don't have to blame yourself. For things like this, the county magistrate should bear the primary responsibility, right? For example, the bead, such a physical evidence, did not appear in the file. If I hadn't asked you today and only looked at the file, I would never have found this clue."
This is something that should be taken seriously, but isn't it a bit too perfunctory