I Become A Saint By Studying

Prefect Yamen.

When Lin Yi and Li Wenbo rushed over, they happened to see Song Zhifu and Sun Tongzhi who were anxious.

The proud He Yourong and the maid Xiaohuan were also in the yamen hall.

"Miss, Mr. Lin is here!"

Xiaohuan, the maidservant with a small cloth bag slung over her shoulders, saw Lin Yi and Li Wenbo, her eyes lit up.

Li Wenbo "???"

Am I not a son?

"I know……"

He Yourong glared at Xiaohuan, she is a cultivator of Wen Dao, how could she not have this kind of perception.

What a fuss.

Song Zhifu and Sun Tongzhi's eyes lit up, and they hurriedly greeted them, cupped hands and said, "Scholar Lin, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Master Song!"

"Master Sun!"

Lin Yi saluted the two court officials, and then asked directly, "Do you have any clues about the two floating corpses?"

"Have!"

Song Zhifu nodded, and said seriously, "Everyone sit down and talk!"

Lin Yi sat down with He Yourong.

Li Wenbo was about to sit down, but Xiaohuan, a servant girl, grabbed his clothes and said softly, "You are a bookboy, and I am a servant girl. We cannot sit together, it will break the rules!"

"..."

Li Wenbo had a toothache.

But he didn't say much, and stood respectfully with the maid Xiaohuan.

This little girl has a point!

"Yesterday, according to your suggestion, Lin Xueshi, the yamen published a collection of clues outside the city, and people soon came to inform that the progress was very smooth!"

Song Zhifu then said sternly, "The homicide case in East Lake, as Xueshi Lin said, involved Taoism, and I dare not neglect it even more. Wuzuo also gave a conclusion...there is indeed Taoism!"

'After the eighth grade has established its life, I can really see the breath of Taoism...' Lin Yi thought in his heart.

He suddenly remembered that the old man in Tsing Yi who was beside Su Tong had given him a very special feeling.

It's like a monk who has cultivated the Yin God.

"Scholar Lin, I admire you very much!"

Song Zhifu couldn't help boasting.

After all, Taoism cases, if someone helps, the sooner the better, this is all his achievements as an official.

"Song Zhifu's words are serious, let's talk about the specific clues!"

Lin Yi has no feeling for this kind of flattery.

But don't say it yet.

I feel a little better in my heart.

After all, if you wear thousands of clothes and wear them all, flattery doesn't wear them!

He Yourong was at the side, listening quietly, but Xiaohuan, the servant girl behind her, pouted.

Why do you want to flatter Mr. Lin?

Her miss also... seemed to accompany her all the way?

Oh!

That's all right!

"Bachelor Lin should already know the identity of the deceased. He was the shopkeeper and assistant of a small tea house outside the city. The thing is like this..."

The prefect of Song was about to investigate clearly, and told Lin Yi about the truthful clues.

It was probably the shopkeeper and the buddy. When the veteran returned to the city yesterday, an old man in Tsing Yi died in the teahouse.

The shopkeeper and the waiter closed the teahouse and carried the man away, saying that he was going to Yizhuang.

But someone felt strange and followed him away.

After discovering the shopkeeper and his assistant, they dug a hole at the mass grave outside the city and buried the old man...

"..."

Lin Yi fell silent after listening.

Logically speaking.

The shopkeeper and the waiter of the teahouse should choose to report to the official.

But on second thought.

Maybe this is the shopkeeper's emergency escape?

Because the reporter has to lose money, even if it is humanitarian compensation, the shopkeeper may not be able to afford it.

Open a small tea house outside the city.

It's just a way for poor people to beg for Life.

"The old man in blue..."

Lin Yi suddenly thought of the old man in Tsing Yi next to Su Tong, and suddenly looked at the prefect Song, "Your Majesty, is there a description of the old man in Tsing Yi in the clues of the people..."

"Have!"

Song Zhifu looked at Sun Tongzhi and said, "Portrait!"

"Here it is here."

Sun Tongzhi hurriedly took the portrait from the table, unfolded it in front of Lin Yi, and said, "This is based on the description of the people who drank tea with the old man..."

'It's him! '

rub!

Lin Yi stood up suddenly, a chill instantly made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

this portrait.

Like the old man in Tsing Yi next to Su Tong, he is almost like a Fractionated Divinity.

‘Dead in a tea house? '

'No, no...he is not dead, he is the Yin God Expanding Aperture...'

'The veteran returned to the city, yesterday...was daytime, and the Yinshen was on a day trip! '

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Yi's mind, and his expression became more serious.

The Yin God who can travel day by day is definitely not a simple ascetic.

he is……

A true disciple of Humanity Sect!

Not the 'puppet' ascetics of the Humane Dao Sect!

'They infiltrated into the capital of Nanxiang Mansion, there must be some ulterior purpose, Su Mansion...Su Mansion! '

There was a gleam in Lin Yi's eyes.

"Bachelor Lin, do you know this old man in Tsing Yi?"

Seeing that Lin Yi reacted violently and his breathing became short of breath, Song Zhifu hurriedly said, "Last night, the yamen arrested the head and took people to the mass grave, and found that the old man's body had been stolen. It can be said that the clue is broken..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

He Yourong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The body was not stolen!"

"If the old man in Tsing Yi is a cultivator... then it can also explain why the shopkeeper and the waiter of the teahouse think that the old man in Tsing Yi is dead..."

talking.

He Yourong looked at Song Zhifu and Lin Yi, and said, "The Yin God Expanding Aperture, to a large extent... is no different from the dead, but the pulse and breathing will become very weak."

"That is to say, the death of the shopkeeper and the buddy is related to the return of the old man's yin spirit!"

He Yourong looked at Lin Yi, smiled lightly and said, "Bachelor Lin, do I make sense?"

"Miss is great!"

The maid Xiaohuan couldn't help applauding.

"..."

Song Zhifu and Sun Tongzhi had black lines on their faces.

Li Wenbo supported his forehead, and complained in his heart, "This little girl...what's so exciting?"

Lin Yi didn't speak.

He had the same idea as He Yourong.

But...he could clearly feel that the Taoist aura on the deceased did not resemble that of the old man in Tsing Yi.

"It makes sense!"

Lin Yi nodded, but also said, "But the death of the shopkeeper and the waiter should have nothing to do with the old man in Tsing Yi!"

"It's ok?"

He Yourong raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "If it doesn't matter, how can you explain the disappearance of the old man's body in Tsing Yi? How can you explain that the deaths of the two of them are related to Taoism?"

Lin Yi, with a gleam in his eyes, gave his opinion, "According to the time of the day, the veteran and the Dragon Guard team gathered outside the city. With that momentum, it is difficult for Yinshen Riyou to approach..."

"Since it's impossible to get close, Yinshen Guiqiao must at least wait for that aura to dissipate, and from the clues of the common people... the old man has already been buried at this time!"

"And the two deceased didn't go back to the teahouse, but followed the team of veterans into the city!"

"From the point of view of time, it should be that the manager of the teahouse and the waiter were killed first, and the body was stolen second!"

"That is to say, the person who stole the corpse and killed the shopkeeper and the waiter of the tea house was someone else, and he was also a monk!"

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhifu, and said, "Dare to ask, from the analysis of the situation on the spot, the hole buried by the old man should be dug after the deceased in the teahouse, right?"

Song Zhili stared at Lin Yi dumbfounded, shocked in his heart, swallowed, nodded and said, "Yes!"

He Yourong was stunned.

"Bull beep, my lord!"

Li Wenbo blurted out...