Turn off the lights in the room, leaving the room in darkness. The next day, the cleaner stood in front of the door. The door was half closed. No one responded when he knocked on the door. The room was very quiet. When he opened the door, he turned off the lights in the room.

When he entered, he found Tao Zhi dead on the bed in the bedroom. His clothes were disheveled, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was slightly open. His death appearance was very terrifying, with blue veins bulging out. The cleaner was so frightened that he hurriedly left the room with a pale face.

, unable to speak a complete sentence. At this time, Chen Meiwu disappeared, went to Yuanluo Mountain in Yunnan to live in seclusion, and disappeared from the world.

After Yunnan Wushan told him this story, the entire interrogation room fell into silence. Then Yuan Qi took out a photo of tortoise shell fragments, which were all recorded in oracle bone inscriptions, and said: "For this purpose, I specially hired an expert translator.

There are translations here," Yuan Qi took out a few pages of translations and said, "According to the translations, here are the techniques of controlling corpses, moving souls, and the technique of flying down. Did you learn these evil arts here?

."

Yunnan Wushan just nodded slightly and said: "Yes, what I have learned throughout my life has been passed down by my master Chen Meiwu."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"Have you ever been afraid of those innocent souls who were harmed by you and wanted to kill you? The murder case of Guimen Village, as well as your father and your half-brother. Have you ever been afraid that in that silent place?

At night, there is a shadow behind you that follows you anytime and anywhere. God is watching what you do, and you don’t know that there are gods three feet above your head. Good and evil will eventually be judged. Just wait for the judgment of the law, so as to comfort the innocent souls underground.

, the crimes you have committed are too numerous to describe, please sign and stamp them." Yunnan Wushan signed on the black and white paper and pressed his fingerprints. Then the police came in and took Yunnan Wushan into custody. Yuan Qi stood up and walked out. Zhao Deqing followed and said: "Master

, I thought that interrogating Yunnan Wushan would be a troublesome matter, but I didn’t expect that the case would go so smoothly, and he actually confessed everything about the crime.”

"This is a psychological tactic. In fact, Wushan in Yunnan is very lonely. He needs someone to understand him and make him think that you are his spiritual sustenance and confidant in life, and he will not hold anything back.

Let me tell you. Maybe the people who know you best are not your friends, but your opponents. I think Wushan, Yunnan, knows this better than anyone else. Because he has done all kinds of bad things and has no friends or confidants worthy of being entrusted to him, he has become a loner.

, when you are old and lonely, you will inevitably feel the loneliness and fear in your heart. We only need to use a little temptation to make all the cases clear. Okay, the case is closed, you can hand this case file to Bureau Luo."

"Master, aren't you going?"

"I won't go. Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I urgently need to go back to reunite with my family."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Qi walked out of the hall. When he opened the car door, Su Ling called him and said: "Monkey, is your case not settled yet?"

"Lingling, the case has been closed. Come back now."

"Hurry up and give the child a name."

"If the relationship arises and the relationship disappears, let's call him Yuan Min."

Wushan, Yunnan, who was squatting in a prison, sat alone next to a single bed and sighed: "I didn't expect that the person who knew me best was my enemy Yuan Qi. I lost, and I lost with all my heart."

"Then he held the glass shards tightly in his hands, and the blood dripped down drop by drop, staining the floor like a bloody flower. Yunnan Wushan raised his head and looked outside the bars, thinking that I had not done many good things in my life.

, when he was old and helpless, it was better to die. So he stuffed glass fragments into his mouth and kept coughing out blood. His lower jaw was bloody and bloody, and he fell to the ground and kept twitching. Yunnan Wushan committed suicide by swallowing glass in prison.

Anyone who comes to collect his body can only send it to a funeral parlor for cremation and scatter his ashes under an old locust tree in the wilderness.

Yuan Qi drove a car to a stop in front of a hospital and stuck his head out of the car window. At this time, a man in white was standing at the door of the hospital. It was drizzling in the sky and the strong wind ruffled his combed hair. This man in white was standing in front of the hospital.

The man stood at the door of the hospital for a long time, seemingly waiting for a girl to come out, but the girl didn't come out. The boy's wait was in vain. After entering the hospital, he walked out and left here. Yuan Qi

After getting off the car, I took out my umbrella from the car and stood at the door of the hospital with it. Looking at the leaving figure of the man in white, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Then I looked up at the door of the hospital. This was where Lingling used to work, so I walked

Went in. A nurse came forward and said with a smile: "Teacher Yuan, you are here."

"Well, who is the man in white who walked out just now? Why does he look so familiar to me?"

"His name is Wu Ming. I heard he was having a quarrel with his girlfriend."

"What's his girlfriend's name?"

"I have the same name as your wife, Su Lin. What's wrong? You two know each other."

"I don't know. I seem to see a reflection of myself in the man in white. The two-year relationship is over. Now that it's over, what's the use of keeping these things?" After Yuan Qi finished speaking, he asked

Looking at the gate, he said casually:

The autumn heart has no long thoughts, the autumn wind is cold and desolate. I sing my thoughts in the long night, and the autumn rain is continuous and weeping. I can't forget it for a long time, and the cold nights have been for decades. People can't return it when they leave, but the empty building is still there. Thinking about the rain hurts the autumn people, and the swallows pass by

Autumn hurts it. The hurt caused by falling flowers is gone by the flowing water.

——Selection from Zhongxian’s collection of poems "Thinking about the Autumn of Rain"

"Are you kidding? Since I don't know her, I still have so many emotions. Teacher Yuan, how is Su Ling doing now? I haven't seen her for several years."

"He is in Shanghai now, and I am about to rush back?"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Go back quickly. You can also celebrate the National Day."

After saying goodbye to the nurse, Yuan Qi walked out of the hospital, drove away, and went to the train station to get on the train to Shanghai. Sitting on the train to Shanghai, Yuan Qi took out a book he had written, "Qiu Qi".

"The Record of Fate", I was tired of reading this book and looked at the scenery outside the window. The green mountains and green waters outside the window, as well as the houses near the mountains and rivers, were so quiet. In the countryside and fields, there might be people holding hands with their elders.

Cows were walking on the path or busy in the fields, and smoke was lingering in the forest. Now that the case was solved, he was relieved and closed his eyes leisurely. The sky gradually became dark, and suddenly there were butterflies dancing.

Among the flowers, an old man often enters his dreams. His white hair is flowing, and he is dressed in white like an immortal. Perhaps this person is his former son Qi. His white hair is tied with a turban.

The scarf was fluttering in the wind, and he stood among the flying butterflies. Two colorful butterflies landed on his shoulders and flew away in the clouds. Yuan Qi stood among the flowers and looked around, feeling so helpless and helpless, and slowly moved forward.

Walking around, I saw every bit of him and Su Ling together. There were so many tourists wandering around in Luodai Ancient Town. Yuan Qi and Su Ling walked hand in hand among the pedestrians, sometimes playing and sometimes joking, watching

In the shops on both sides, some shop owners dressed up as Zhang Fei.

"Hou'er, do you think this fly is real or fake?" Su Ling held Yuan Qi's hand and looked at Yuan Qi and said with a smile.

"Of course this is a real person."

"Come on, let's go tease him," he said, followed by a few more evil laughs.

"Oh, let's go."

"Let's go," Su Ling dragged Yuan Qi forward, giggling again and again, deliberately making fun of Yuan Qi. She leaned forward like a curious child and watched. Just when she was entranced, who knew?

Zhang Fei's actor roared, and Su Ling was so frightened that she ran around and ran behind Yuan Qi. At this time, she was more like a child who needed protection, hiding behind an adult and sticking her head out to peek. Zhang Fei's actor

As if he was laughing, he said: "Zhang Fei's beef, buy some." Yuan Qi also smiled and said: "Let's take a walk first." How could he not climb the Great Wall when he came to Luodai, so he got into a van.

Su Ling and Yuan Qi were sitting in the car eating rose mooncakes together, maybe they were hungry. Later, the van drove towards the Great Wall. After getting off the bus, they boarded the Great Wall. This should be the Golden Dragon Great Wall of Sichuan. Yuan Qihe

Su Ling looked up at the Great Wall circling and the top of the mountains, like a mighty and majestic dragon. They extended the Great Wall and climbed up to the beacon tower, stood on the beacon tower and looked down the mountain. They had a panoramic view of the scenery below. The surrounding mountains were undulating, and the surrounding trees were lush.

The two of them walked slowly on the city wall and climbed up the rock. At the end of the Great Wall, on the top of the mountain, there was a temple. Yuan Qi stood in front of the temple, holding a stick of incense in his hands, bowing in Confucian etiquette with his hands in front of him, and then

He walked in, turned out and stood at the side of the temple gate. Yuan Qi stood aside and said, "This is Guanyin to send off your son. Quickly salute." Su Ling knelt down and bowed three times. Yuan Qi stood aside and performed the Confucian ceremony. At this time

Yuan Qi has not forgotten that he is a Confucian scholar.

Xinfu Meilin and the flower market, the cool breeze blew, Yuan Qi's face was abnormally dry and cracked, and his skin was red and thorny. He asked: "Monkey, why is your face so dry?"

"I'm allergic to pollen," Su Ling then took out moisturizing water from her backpack and applied it on him. She patted it back and forth so that the skin could fully absorb the moisture. She held Yuan Qi's hand and walked through the flower market. She was taking pictures of her before.

At that time, she always hid behind the stone monument, sticking her head out and showing a bright smile. Maybe she was shy, but now she likes to take pictures. She walked in front of Yuan Qi and followed her slowly, sometimes waiting for her to turn around and get stuck.

I wiped it and took a picture of her charming figure. Walking in a secluded forest, I occasionally took out my mobile phone to take pictures of her beautiful moments, as well as the ruined temples, houses in the forest, the sky and tall buildings in the distance.

The spring breeze in April brings thick green shade, and I climb the mountain with you to view the peak.

Listen to the whispers of the green paths, accompanied by the fragrance.

I spent the long night alone thinking about the beautiful woman, and the golden cup expressed my sorrow to the moon.

——Selection from Zhongxian’s collection of poems "Wandering with You at Night"

Suddenly he woke up from a night's dream, and he was still in the dream. Yuan Qi woke up and found that it had already darkened. He looked at the time and it was already midnight. Everyone was sleeping and he was snoring constantly. He sat up and looked at the small table.

I picked up the book "Qi Yuan Lu" placed on top, and then I wrote two poems.

(one)

The cool breeze makes me worry, and my dreams are hard to escape with the wind.

There is no shadow or illusion in the sky and the earth, turning into butterflies and flying together in dreams.

(two)

The drizzle clears my dreams, and I sleep under the changing stars and the moon.

Flying fairies dance in Qionglou and Yuyu, and the outer edge of a thousand-year story of flying butterflies.

——Selection from Zhongxian's poetry collection "Fairy Dream and Butterfly Fate"

Early in the morning, his family received a call from Yuan Qi and sent someone to the train station to greet him and reunite with his family to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day.
Chapter completed!