The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 448: Leaving Soul

Li Chengze focused his sharp eyes on Xiaohua's face, as if he wanted to see the flaws in this young girl's face.

However, it disappointed her.

"Footprints of a third person were found at the scene, an adult man with a height of about 1.7 meters."

"It was Ye Chong, the housekeeper of Yunmeng Villa. He was also there at the time, but he had to leave because there were many affairs in the villa." Xiaohua explained.

"So that's how it is." Li Chengze glanced at Ming Jing, "Can I invite Steward Ye to cooperate with the investigation?"

Xiaohua thought that you shouldn't go too far, she looked a little annoyed, and Ming Jing said flatly, "Go invite Steward Ye."

The eyes of the two looked at each other for a short time and then quickly shifted, everything seemed as if it had never happened.

Xiao Hua answered yes, turned around and left quickly.

Li Chengze looked at her silently, and made a call with his mobile phone.

"Has the result come out?"

"Sorry, Professor Li, please give us a little more time..."

"According to the existing literature, the earliest origin of Yunmeng Villa can be traced back to Princess Hualian in the Moon Dynasty. Yunmeng Villa is a villa built by her. There is no record about this Princess Hualian in the official history. , but unofficial history is all compiled by later generations, and its authenticity cannot be tested.”

Li Chengze raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, "Don't worry, take your time, I have a hunch that the discovery of the mummified corpse this time will definitely shock the whole country and bring new discoveries from the Moon Dynasty."

The history of Princess Hualian in the Moon Dynasty is very chaotic, and there is no official history. As of now, historians can only learn from unofficial history

After hanging up the phone, Li Chengze came over and said, "Miss Ran, thank you very much for your cooperation, and I may trouble you later."

"This is what I should do."

On the other side, Li Ling stood in front of the three iron gates with a dignified expression.

Likewise, he saw representative things in three wooden boxes at the door.

"Someone has already been here. According to the footprint analysis, it is Miss Ran. She entered the iron gate in the middle." Muzi said.

"The owner who designed these three secret rooms is very clever, and it tests human nature."

Behind Jinshan Yinshan is a dead end, and the only way to survive is hidden in the secret room in the middle. A machete represents absolute force. The owner here seems to be a person who advocates force.

Li Ling walked into the iron gate in the middle.

"Captain Li, be careful. A lot of traps and formations are used here, which is very dangerous. Let's wait for the experts to come."

Muzi invited experts from the agency.

Li Ling pushed open the iron gate and walked in, a cold arrow swished towards his face, Li Ling remained calm in the face of danger, and ducked perfectly to dodge it.

The arrow tip shot into the stone wall behind him.

Li Ling turned on the flashlight and quickly glanced around.

There are many footprints and traces of actions on the ground. Judging from the size and depth of the footprints, it should be left by the mirror.

There are a lot of arrows on the stone wall. Judging from the position and quantity, this is an airtight killing, and even a mosquito cannot fly out.

Li Ling found that there was a blue liquid flowing from the tip of the arrow, and he instantly judged that it was some kind of poison.

It is such a terrifying strength to be able to retreat from such a lore that is almost a net of heaven and earth.

"Captain Li..." Muzi followed in, and when she saw the scene, she was surprised: "This...is this made by Ms. Ran?"

She is clearly a little girl who has no strength to restrain a chicken. With such thin arms and legs, it would be difficult to carry a chicken.

"This little girl is really interesting." Li Ling pulled out a long arrow, "Take it back for inspection, especially the poison on it."

Muzi wrapped the arrow carefully.

The stone gate in front of it was wide open, and there was the sound of rushing waterfalls. As soon as I approached, the water vapor filled my nostrils, and the oppressive feeling of the water flow almost made me unable to open my eyes.

Suddenly, Li Ling focused his eyes and found a mobile phone on the ground near the stone gate.

He walked over and picked it up. It was a black mobile phone without a protective case, and the screen was broken.

"This should be Miss Ran's mobile phone." Muzi said.

Li Ling put the phone in his pocket, turned around and returned the same way.

The remaining two secret rooms were handed over to agency experts to decipher. Li Ling walked out of the cave and saw the bright mirror waiting at the entrance of the cave.

The girl was slender and weak, and looked very weak. It was really hard to imagine how she escaped from the siege of heaven and earth.

But this is enough to prove that this girl is far from that simple.

"Miss Ran, is this your mobile phone?"

Ming Jing looked at the mobile phone in Li Ling's palm, "Thank you, Officer Li."

Reached out and took it.

Li Ling raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl's gentle and beautiful face in the night, like a blooming twilight.

"Miss Ran's skills are beyond my expectation. I wonder what family and school Miss Ran studied under?"

The screen of the phone was broken, and it couldn't be turned on. After Ming Jing put it away, he said calmly, "It's just a fluke."

"Miss Ran is too modest." Li Ling shook his head.

"Miss." Xiaohua ran over.

Ming Jing nodded slightly: "I'm sorry, Officer Li, I still have important matters to attend to, and Xiao Hua will stay here for me from now on."

"Miss Ran, please go ahead."

Li Ling stared at the back of the girl leaving, narrowing his eyes slightly.

This little girl is getting more and more confusing.

If she really wanted to hide something, there was no need to call the police, this was her place, her people.

But because of this, he was even more unable to see through.

——

With regard to the discovery of the mummy 300 years ago in the underground prison of Yunmeng Villa, the news was very strictly concealed. As of 7:00 p.m., the outside world had no way of knowing except for a few people involved.

Mrs. Shen and the others took the cable car to the hot spring on the mountain, had a simple meal on the mountain, and were led by the waiter to the open-air hot spring pool.

"Oh my god, this is too beautiful." Li Qingyao was stunned by the picture in front of her

The open-air hot spring pool on the edge of the cliff, you can enjoy the moon and stars when you look up. The water in the pool is crystal clear and steaming slightly, as if stepping into a fairyland.

Although it is on the mountain and still in the open air, it is strange that it does not feel cold at all.

There are melon and fruit snacks and tea by the pool, and you can eat some to replenish your energy when you are tired.

A few people chatted while soaking in the hot springs, admiring the moon and stars, it was very pleasant.

down the mountain.

At night, Yunmeng Villa is even more charming, with red lanterns hanging everywhere, making it even more charming.

Ming Jing went back to the attic and changed his clothes. This small two-story building located in the northeast corner of the villa, with carved railings and corridors, is elegant and clean. It faces Phoenix Mountain far away and overlooks the plum forest.

Above the attic is the foothold of Mingjing in Yunmeng Villa. The bedroom decoration is antique and elegant.

After changing clothes, Ming Jing picked up a sapphire on the dressing table.

It was a ring-shaped sapphire, the jade was translucent and luminous, pure and flawless, shining with a warm luster under the light, it was too beautiful to behold.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, a faint warmth can be felt from the jade body, which is transmitted to the heart through the limbs and bones, as if you are in a hot spring, the whole body is comfortable and warm.

The bright mirror held up the sapphire, and under the light, there was a red mark on it that was hard to see with the naked eye, like a trace of blood, rippling among the emerald green waves.

The treasure handed down from generation to generation "Lihun", also known as tears.

According to legend, it was transformed into the purest incarnation of the goddess' tears, and was awarded to Su Jiang, the god of war. Later, his whereabouts were unknown during several wars. Even a bowl of cross-bridge soup can be brought back to life under the power of the soul.

But because it violates the way of heaven, the user must sacrifice his life.

The combination of yin and yang, the justice of heaven, one life for another.

The bright mirror quietly observes the departed soul under the light. If the living person wears it, it will not only beautify the skin, but also prolong life and ward off disasters.

In Ran Bowen's antique notes, all the information about Lihun is recorded.

Ran Bowen spent a lot of energy looking for it, but it was all in vain.

Ming Jing lights sandalwood, sits cross-legged quietly, in the faint sandalwood, puts his hands together, Lihun is in the palm, slightly warm.

Its last story unfolds slowly in the smoke and dust.

——

In the darkness, two shadows slowly approached the attic.

"Sister Zhen, I'm a little scared..." Li Jiaojiao looked around, her body trembling slightly in the cold wind.

Zhao Zhen said angrily, "If you're afraid, just leave, don't hold me back."

"Forget it, I'll follow Sister Zhen, I'll be your striker."

Zhao Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to her, and glanced at the two-story attic in front of her. There was a male bodyguard guarding the door, and it was easy to be spotted when she approached.

Zhao Zhen thought for a while and said, "You lure him away, I'll go upstairs and have a look."

Mrs. Shen went up the mountain with a group of people, and she hid herself in the small attic. Zhao Zhen felt that something must be wrong.

Li Jiaojiao was a little scared, and under Zhao Zhen's white eyes, she walked out bravely.

Suddenly there was a soft rustling sound from the north, and the bodyguard looked serious and rushed over quickly.

"Meow..." A cat meowed in the darkness, very realistic.

It turned out to be a cat, the bodyguard was relieved.

In just this split second, Zhao Zhen quickly walked around from the other side and went up to the attic, avoiding the bodyguard's eyes by relying on the blind spot of vision.

Zhao Zhen walks to the door stooping, with her ear pressed against the crack of the door.

There was no sound in the room, it was too quiet.

Carefully opening the door a crack, Zhao Zhen frowned for a moment, and the tip of her nose twitched.

Very strong Jialan fragrance.

This kind of incense is very rare and precious. Although it can calm the mind and calm the mind, this kind of dosage can easily make people fall into hallucinations and paralyze the nervous system, which is very dangerous.

Zhao Zhen covered her mouth and nose, opened the door and walked in.

On the bed in the inner room, Ming Jing sat cross-legged, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were clasped together, and he remained motionless.

In the incense altar next to it, Jialan is faint.

What the hell is she doing?

Zhao Zhen approached Ming Jing, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of her, Ming Jing didn't respond at all, and seemed to be in a trance.

Zhao Zhen glanced at Ming Jing's face, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. Only at this time can she vent her emotions without any scruples.

If this face is scratched, will Xi Yu be able to come back?

Looking at a dagger on the table beside him, Zhao Zhen's mind became hot, and she subconsciously grabbed the dagger.

At that moment, her soul seemed to shake, Zhao Zhen froze in place, and the hand covering her mouth and nose trembled slightly.

A ray of fragrance floated into the tip of the nose along the fingers, Zhao Zhen's body tilted, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

She stared blankly at the beam above her head, her consciousness gradually blurred.

She seemed to be floating in the clouds, light and floating, the sun above her head was too dazzling, she could hardly open her eyes, there was a breeze blowing by her ears, chirping birds were singing one after another, everything was so real...

"Happy news, good news, Song Xiangyu, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, was hand-picked by His Majesty for the examination..."

Girls all over the city moved after hearing the wind, scrambling to admire the heroic figure of Tanhualang parading the street.

A young man in a moon-white brocade robe rode a tall horse and passed by amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Sword-browed, star-eyed, gentle and elegant, he has both the noble and romantic style of aristocratic families, and also the chic and detached style of a knight-errant.

Compared with the No. 1 scholar next to him who knows the destiny, this newly promoted Tanhua Lang's appearance and temperament are too outstanding.

It's better to be a genius boy.

The whole city is a sensation, and the heart is full of promises.

Zhao Zhen was mixed in the crowd, both sides were filled with frenzied screams that almost pierced her eardrums, she was completely dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Everything in front of me is illusory, but it feels so real, even the tax deduction splashed on the face of the girl beside me is so clear when she shouts.

Zhao Zhen was carried forward by the flow of people, she squeezed with difficulty, and shouted: "Stop, stop quickly..."

Scarier than the current groupies, what the hell is this place?

If this is a dream, please wake up as soon as possible.

The sun was shining brightly, and she saw the tall horse in front of her and the handsome and graceful back of the man in the turbulent crowd.

With a flash of eyes, there seemed to be a very familiar figure in the crowd opposite.

Before she could be shocked, she became dizzy and felt weightless, as if she had fallen into a black hole, and her body fell uncontrollably. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a mansion with carved beams and painted buildings.

The servants coming and going were beaming, and a middle-aged couple excitedly greeted them.

Zhao Zhen saw Tan Hualang pass through her body and kneel at the feet of the couple.

The family of three was immersed in joy, and a sharp voice sounded suddenly.

"The decree has arrived."

"By God's blessing, the emperor's decree said, hereby is the prince of the Fuguo, Song Xiang, who won the laurel from the Yuchan Palace. He is a young talent. I am very happy. I should choose a virtuous woman to match me. My beloved daughter, Princess Hualian, is gentle and honest, respectful and sensitive... …”

Following the eunuch's last voice, the audience fell silent.

"My lord, congratulations."

The man's face was pale, and he knelt on the ground stiffly, without responding for a long time.

Zhao Zhen frowned: "The emperor must be sick. Then why is Princess Hualian so ugly that she can't get married? She has to compete with Tanhualang. It's too bullying."

Zhao Zhen couldn't help complaining, anyway, no one could hear her, so she just said whatever she wanted.

"Hey Tanhua Lang." Zhao Zhen stood in front of the man, even though he couldn't hear or see, she said loudly: "If you don't like it, you can refuse, no one can force you."

However, she forgot that in this strict feudal society, no one can challenge the authority of the monarch.

The man's jade face was pale, his teeth were clenched, his head was lowered, and his hands were raised high.

"Song Xiangyu, thank you Lord Longen."

The seven words seemed to come from the chest, implying deep helplessness and sadness.

After Zhao Zhen saw the crowd, a familiar figure stood there. Before she could react, the feeling of weightlessness struck again.