The officials had also sent someone to ask the two surviving girls if they had hidden the idol. But the two girls seemed stupid, except for mumbling and crying, they couldn't answer and speak normally.
Later, the local officials were unable to, so they had to go to Lhasa in person and wanted to invite the holy monk. The holy monk came over as they wished, but after seeing the scene of Daoshan Mountain, he just shook his head, said nothing, and left with a heavy expression.
Things later, just as mentioned earlier. Murders happen from time to time, and the murderer has not been found yet.
Of course, the premise is... if the murderer is a'human'!
As for why the murder occurred, the military will intervene. Of course it is because there is an official's son!
After listening to Yang Cuo's narration, Lucia and I were both embarrassed.
Especially the two boys who accompanied an official's son to Tibet to play games, but it was a seemingly unintentional joke, and it ended up ruining their lives.
As for the missing idol, it is indeed a suspicious and headache problem.
Looking at Ling Qing, on the other hand, he raised the corners of his mouth, a look of helplessness and some sarcasm.
I think in his heart, he must be thinking, all these are fixed numbers! As for those young people who don't believe in evil, they really don't want to die, so they just put themselves to death!
"Then... Yang Cuo! Although this question will make you feel a little impolite, because it involves your privacy..." I hesitated looking at Yang Cuo's old face, wondering if I should ask his age.
Although Yang's actions are slow, his mind is not slow.
As soon as I saw my reaction, I immediately guessed the problem in my mind. With a warm grin, he replied: "This year... it's exactly forty!"
"Um..." When Yang Cuo told him his true age, Ling Qing and Lu Xiyao and I were immediately dumbfounded.
Because from the beginning, we all thought he was an old man who was over 70 or 80 years old!
Who knows that he is still a middle-aged man in his prime, and the difference is not even stark.
It seems that what he said, two years ago in that half a month, he escaped death, rapid aging is true and credible and not half false!
Although I didn't really ask such abrupt question, the big guys still felt a little embarrassed when Yang Cuo's words came out.
I also closed my mouth thinking about it, and didn't ask any more questions.
Just as the atmosphere was embarrassing, the door outside was opened again. I immediately looked up and saw Xuan Cang in a thin blue robe walking in from outside.
Seeing that the three of us and Yang Cuo were all there, Xuan Cang was also taken aback.
"Um... how about the case? Is there something weird?" I hurriedly walked to Xuan Cang, and I couldn't wait to know whether this case was related to ghosts and spirits.
Xuan Cang looked at me deeply, not knowing whether I was guessing why I was so interested in this case, or wondering why the three of us stayed with Yang Cuo.
"Yeah! I'll talk about it tonight." Xuan Cang stretched out his hand and patted my head lightly, with a tired expression on his face.
I looked at him and suddenly felt a little distressed.
Because at this time, I realized that Xuan Cang would also feel tired and tired.
I always thought that he was invincible and would not feel tired!
"Daoist Ling Qing! You and Lu Xiyao will start to watch the night vigil here at night." Xuan Cang raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qing and Lu Xiyao who were sitting with Yang Cuo in the distance, and exhorted.
Daoist Lingqing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in response: "Yeah!"
Lucy Yao pursed her lips, feeling a little unhappy with Xuan Cang's tone like a boss. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he still pressed down and didn't explode, but he gave a cold snort and didn't answer Xuan Cang.
Xuan Cang glanced at Lucy Yao and knew that he had heard it, so he didn't say anything, turned around and took me into the house.
"What's the matter? Isn't this tricky?" I followed Xuan Cang, and twisted the bridge of his nose as he watched his tired back. The whole heart was also lifted up at once.
What makes Xuan Cang feel so tired is definitely not something that can be handled simply! I think this trip to Tibet is more complicated than we thought.
"Sit down for a while!" Xuan Cang pulled me into me, holding my shoulders with both hands, and let me sit down against the edge of the bed.
I passively squatted down, then watched him next to me, sleepily twisting my forehead with my left hand, and lay down leaning on my leg.
Watching his docile long hair, falling along his legs to the bed. The large blue robe covered most of the entire bed. I lowered my head and looked down silently, watching Xuan Cang quietly lying on my lap and taking a nap.
The heart is as sweet as honey soaked.
Only when I caught a glimpse of his frowning brow, I worried about him uncontrollably.
At that moment I wanted to say to him,'Xuan Cang! We just came out to play! Leave it alone! '.
But when thinking of those who are dying one after another, thinking of those who are immersed in the fear of death all day, the words swallowed back.
No matter how much ability you have, how much responsibility must be assumed.
Since Xuan Cang has that ability, we happen to encounter this kind of thing...
Maybe this is the arrangement of heaven! It is destined that our journey this time will not be so smooth and unremarkable.
Sitting quietly in the room with Xuan Cang, listening to his non-existent breathing, I also fell asleep without knowing it.
That time... I had another dream.
In my dream, I was wearing a pale pink dress, holding the hair accessories of a woman in an ancient boudoir, and lying with Xuancang under a peach blossom tree.
Xuan Cang is still in a water-blue gown, with black hair tied behind his head, blue hair band mixed with long black hair, sprinkled on my legs and on the green grass.
He is dressed as a young hero, and I look like the official lady in the boudoir.
Two seemingly different styles, standing together are so beautiful.
When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the weather is still a bit cold. Every time the wind passes, I feel like a flower trembling in the wind, and I can't help but tremble faintly.
But looking at Xuan Cang lying in my arms, my heart immediately became warm again.
"Yu'er! I am so favored by you in this life, and I have no regrets in this life!" I stretched out my hand and gently stroked his long black hair, listening to him close his eyes, and pinched a fallen peach blossom.
I chuckled, reaching out to take the peach blossom in his hand.
But as soon as I stretched out my hand, it suddenly became dark in front of me, and my body suddenly tilted to the side...
"Ah!" I exclaimed and opened my eyes immediately.