At night, the great master Ding Hao appeared in the Tibetan Incense Pavilion with his personal disciple Ren Xiaoliu.

They were ordered to investigate the cause of Li Fan's accident in the Zangxiang Pavilion.

Li Zheng'an, the secretary of the military department, saw the clues from the imperial doctor's diagnosis of Li Fan, how could a good person suddenly be on the line of life and death.

Madame's business is in a critical period, and her position in the court is in jeopardy, so she must be even more cautious at this time.

If you are not careful, you will never recover.

Li Fan's special identity and the suppression of people in the court, Li Zhengan felt that someone was secretly arranged.

The appearance of the Great Grandmaster caused a riot in the Tibetan Incense Pavilion.

That is a famous master in the rivers and lakes, even if he is over the age of six, but his strength has not been weakened in the slightest.

I don't know how many talented young heroes have appeared on the rivers and lakes, but the ranking of the top three has never changed.

Ren Xiaoliu's eyes are green, and he has shown his top martial arts talent since he was a young apprentice.

But no matter how he tempers his body, his mind is still a teenager, and he can't hold it at all against his coolly dressed sister in the hook bar at this time.

"Master, is it appropriate for us to come here in the open?" Ren Xiaoliu asked with a panicked expression, dodging the teasing.

Ding didn't feel anything wrong at all, and the more careful and cautious the investigation, the easier it was to show his feet.

Generously grabbed the waist of the choppy young woman, and Ding Hao let the shy apprentice play freely.

"Be bold, we're here for dinner this time, and you're not allowed to drink.

Ren Xiaoliu's hands and feet were stiff, and he didn't know how to start.

The bright-eyed sisters circled around Ren Xiaoliu, and such a sturdy chick was really a sought-after item.

"Sister, I can't touch it there. Ren Xiaoliu didn't dare to push, but he was afraid of touching places that shouldn't be touched.

Still lacking experience in the rivers and lakes, Ding Hao sighed.

When he came to the room where Li Fan had lived for a month, Ding Hao ordered a table of food and ate it slowly.

The young woman of abundance stayed aside and did not dare to disturb.

To make a play, you have to do a full set.

An hour later, when the young woman had left with suspicion of life, Ding Hao began to examine the room for clues.

It is impossible to lay out a month without leaving a trace.

After another half an hour, Ren Xiaoliu, who was blushing, returned to his master's side.

"How's the meal?"

Ren Xiaoliu didn't dare to look into Master's eyes: "I can't remember." He

just felt like it was over all at once.

"Well, I'll remember it after a few more visits, come, you have good eyes, take a closer look at what's wrong with the room.

Ren Xiaoliu then remembered that he had a task on his body, and hurriedly observed it attentively.

The bright moon rose high, and the moonlight drifted in like mist.

The master and apprentice duo didn't notice any problems.

"Is it possible, Childe just has a physical problem, and the doctor also said that the kidney is just deficient. "

Kidney deficiency can't kill people, and the son is only eighteen. Having

said that, Ding Hao really didn't notice anything unusual.

Ding Hao has seen the state of Li Fan being carried into the mansion, and he is indeed a dying person.

Martial artists are particularly sensitive to the qi and blood on people, not to mention that Ding Hao is a great grandmaster, and a little exploration of internal force can show that Li Fan's time is short.

Combined with Li Fan's various deeds, it can almost be concluded that Li Fan was overindulgent, and he almost died in a hurry.

A knock on the door interrupted the thinking of the master and apprentice, and the maid waited outside the door with sandalwood.

"In the summer, mosquitoes are rampant, and I light incense and repel insects for guests. "

Sandalwood is sweet and spicy, dispelling the ambiguity in the room.

Ren Xiaoliu looked at the incense burner and found that it was clean.

"Strange, Tibetan Incense Pavilion sings every night, why is this incense burner so clean?"

the maid replied: "The soot is too full, and it was cleaned up the day before yesterday." "

Reasonable or unreasonable, the timing is too coincidental.

Ding Hao's dead horse was a live horse doctor: "Where do you usually pour this ash?"

"Yesterday, the wolf clan took it away. "

The Wolves are street cleaners, and they take care of the garbage.

With clues, the master and apprentice no longer lingered.

The wolf in charge of Luding Street is named Han Du and is an alcoholic.

Except for collecting garbage from the streets at night, he spends the rest of his days drinking alcohol.

Han Du lives on the outskirts of the street, and the houses are dilapidated.

Ding Hao came to the door of Handu, the door god was mottled in color, and the couplets posted on both sides of the New Year could no longer be seen clearly.

There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

Upon closer inspection, it was found empty.

Han Du was alone, without a wife and children, and he didn't know where he was drunk at this time.

Ding didn't get into the horns anymore, feeling that he was thinking too much.

There are too many coincidences in the world, how can it happen that there is a problem with the incense ash that has been cleaned up.

Just as he was about to leave, a figure emerged from the weeds not far away.

"Who!" Ren Xiaoliu's eyes were sharp, and he looked at it by the moonlight.

This figure came and fell quickly.

Ren Xiaoliu stepped forward to investigate, and suddenly, his dry hand grabbed his foot.

After all, Ren Xiaoliu was not deeply involved in the world, so he was startled, and he only felt that someone wanted to sneak attack.

Fortunately, Ding Hao stopped it in time.

Lying on the ground was a child, his clothes in tattered clothes, stained with mud, unkempt and dying.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and the disposition of the comer had been fruitful.

The people of the rivers and lakes, how can they not be saved when they see death.

Ding Hao injected internal force into it and found that the child was fine, but he hadn't eaten for too long and was hungry.

I fed some water and then took it back to my quarters.

Looking at the gobbling child in front of him, Ren Xiaoliu was a little distressed.

After the child finished eating, Ding Hao began to ask about the child's background.

I couldn't help but be surprised to learn that her name was Jiang Dou and that Han Du picked it up from outside the city.

When I asked again, I found out that Han Du had died yesterday!

This is a bit strange.

Han Du can die at any time, but if he dies at this juncture, there is a problem no matter what.

"How did he die?"

"They all said that the uncle drank too much and died drunk," Jiang Dou lowered his head a little sadly, but soon said tremblingly, "But I obviously saw that he was bitten to death by a ghost."

"Uncle obviously promised me that I wouldn't drink anymore, how could I get drunk.

Jiang Dou remembered some terrifying picture as he spoke, and his body began to tremble.

"Yes, I was killed by the little ghost, and that little ghost has been chasing me for the past few days. "

The more Ding Hao thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, how can Han Du, a small wolf, get into trouble with ghosts.

"How can you be sure it's a ghost, maybe you're wrong. Ren Xiaoliu felt that this child looked depressed, and felt that it was the departure of his relatives, and he couldn't accept it for a while, and he went crazy.

Jiang Dou raised his head and looked directly at Ren Xiaoliu.

Ren Xiaoliu saw a pair of bright eyes.

The eyes have heavy pupils, and the pupils seem to be shining with starlight.

"Since I was a child, I could see things that others couldn't see, and my father and mother and the people in the village said that I was an ominous person, so they drove me away, and only my uncle received me.

"Yin and Yang eyes? "

Rao is well-informed, and he doesn't know the name of this pair of eyes.

"You and I tell me what that little imp looks like. "

It's come to this, and any coincidence is nonsense.

The young master must have been plotted by someone in the Tibetan Incense Pavilion, so he almost died on the woman.

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