Xiao Ye's heart moved and asked, "Since the red lotus of karma can be offset by merit, why does the powerful monk not obtain merit, but sit and wait for his life to die, fall into the underworld, and live a life of silence?"

Su Yueer patiently explained: "There are not many opportunities to do good deeds to heaven and earth. Because all living things are raised by heaven and earth, I would like to give an inappropriate example. If a shepherd raises a group of sheep, what can sheep repay besides flesh and blood milk? The sheep are fed by sheepmen. In the eyes of the shepherd, it is natural that sheep has done merit to the sheepmen.

The same is true for monks. Every time they absorb spiritual energy, they can take a part of the fortune of heaven and earth. Even if there are some merits, they are still a drop in the bucket. How can they be offset? The difficulty of becoming an immortal is to repay the sins of the cause and effect of heaven and earth. Many monks waste their lives, not only can they be reduced, but they will be heavier and heavier. The underworld draws the heavenly tax based on the cause and effect of the karma in their lifetime. The tax amount of mortals is minimal, but the monks cannot bear the weight."

"yes!"

He said quietly: "So what if you focus on the Tao, you will eventually fall into the eighteen levels of hell and lose your soul. Is it just to practice for hundreds or thousands of years?"

Su Yue'er looked at Yin Yin strangely. She found that Yin Yin's condition was a bit dangerous. If a monk had doubts about himself, the Taoist path would be cut off at the least and there would be no progress. If the Taoist foundation would be disintegrated and he would be devilish.

The earnest Daoji has already shown signs of instability, which is obviously related to Xiao Ye. It was because he was repeatedly rejected that he became suspicious of himself. Su Yue'er has no good method for this, and the person who tied the bell must be untied.

"Speaking of this, the power of the soul-catching bell is not limited to this, but Liang San is also unlucky. The most confident evil method was broken by Xiao Lang's literary energy and was backfired. Many magic methods have not yet been used and have already died. Junior sister, since this bell is given to you by Xiao Lang, you have to hold it away."

Su Yue changed the topic and smiled. She wanted to remind Yin Yin that Xiao Ye was willing to give you a gift, which means that there is still room for recovery and you must not give up halfway.

"Um!"

Eye-like eyes lit up and he tied the bell around his waist.

After the unjust soul was released, the soul-catching bell returned to its golden luster, which complemented the earnest slender willow waist.

Xiao Ye glanced calmly and said, "It's up to you, let's go back."

...

The three of them jumped out of the ship's warehouse and fled at night. As for the mortals on the ship, whether to escape on a boat with money or take the body back to the Shi family, it is up to you to decide.

"Master, Master, something big happened!"

At noon, a yamen run in in panic.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Jianzhi's face darkened and said unhappy.

"Shi Wenlong... was killed last night!"

The yamen runner stammered.

"What? Say it again!"

Zhang Jianzhi stood up in shock.

Li Yuanfang was also shocked.

The yamen runner said: "Last night, Shi Wenlong was traveling on a boat and was touched by an assassin. Dozens of guards were wiped out. Shi Wenlong was shot in his chest. This morning, the Shi family's ship had returned to Jiangdu. Originally, the Shi family wanted to hide this matter, but the ship had dozens of mouths, so they could not block it, so they started the funeral."

"Go down!"

Zhang Jianzhi waved.

"Yes, a small departure!"

The yamen runners bowed.

Zhang Jianzhi asked in a deep voice: "Yuan Fang, who did you think Shi Wenlong would be killed?"

Li Yuanfang said: "This person has many enemies, who can know? However, it is obvious that the other party has planned to seize the opportunity of Shi Wenlong entering the river."

"Shi Wenlong is also the leader of Jiangdu gentry. Our county should visit him for reason and leave. Let's go to Shi's family to pay our respects!"

Zhang Jianzhi hesitated for a moment, called Li Yuanfang and left the yamen.

White lanterns were hung in front of the Shi family, and there were white silk everywhere in the courtyard and flags.

Compared with Shi's family, Shi Wenlong is a towering tree. Now the tree is falling, as if the sky has collapsed.

In recent years, Shi Wenlong has been much more restrained and has been kind to his servants. He is willing to give generous rewards during festivals. Many maids are thinking about Shi Wenlong's goodness and cry out with tears in their mouths.

The main hall was temporarily converted into a mourning hall, with a mahogany coffin placed on the top, and an incense burner was placed on the table. In the blue smoke, Lin Mei knelt on the edge of the brazier, wearing plain clothes, crying pear blossoms with rain, and sprinkling some paper money into the basin from time to time.

The historians knelt down.

Shi Wenlong has seven sons, the eldest son Shi Yong and the second son Shi Feng, who were born by his ex-wife. Twenty years ago, his ex-wife died at the hands of his enemies. Shi Wenlong married Lin Mei and gave birth to Shi Jin. The other four sons were concubines and children, and they were born in vain.

The seven brothers knelt under the hall, and whenever guests came, they would burst into tears.

Shi Yong was in his twenties. Although he was crying, his heart felt relaxed. His father died, and the big stone pressed on his head was removed. As the eldest son, he was in charge of the family business with justice. The only thing to worry about... is Er Niang and that little beast!

Shi Yong couldn't help but look at Shi Jin, and he was ignorant of schadenfighting.

If parents die, their children will have to bear the death of 25 months. This winter, Shi Jin will not want to participate in the imperial examination again. How can a mere juren compete with him for family property?

"Sir Tang Zun is here!"

At this time, a promise came from outside the door!

The crying sounds in the hall are rising again.

Zhang Jianzhi walked into the hall alone in casual clothes, picked up incense, bowed to Shi Wenlong's coffin three times. Just as he was about to leave, Shi Yong suddenly rushed up and hugged Zhang Jianzhi's legs and cried, "Dong Zun, my father died so miserably. I'll ask the dignity of the church to investigate the murderer and avenge my father!"

Zhang Jianzhi's eyebrows flickered slightly, and when he looked at Lin Mei's eyes became cold, the rest of the sons were shocked and realized. It was obvious that Shi Yong relied on his identity as the eldest son to fight for his right to speak. I am afraid that the next step would be to threaten his brothers and force his widowed mother.

However, such private house affairs have nothing to do with him, and he cannot stand up for the historians. He just said lightly: "The county should do its best to find out the truth, and ask the nephew to mourn him."

"Thank you, Mr.!"

Shi Yong sobbed and let go of his hand.

Zhang Jianzhi nodded slightly and left quickly, while Li Yuanfang was already waiting outside the door.

"Are you asking clearly?"

Zhang Jianzhi asked.

"Meng Jiang Gong, let's go to the dock first and get on the boat to explore!"

Li Yuanfang looked solemn, lifted up the curtain of the car, and brought Zhang Jianzhi into the car, while he rode his horse and followed behind the car.

Because Shi Wenlong was killed, the originally lively pier became deserted. Shi Wenlong's ship was moored alone on the shore, about thirty feet long. There were two shocking holes above the waterway line of the ship, one in a human shape and the other in an oval shape.

"Get out of the way, get out of here, don't block Lord Tang Zun's way!"

The yamen runners retreated the crowd and put Zhang Jianzhi and Li Yuanfang in.

The two boarded the boat and walked to the main cabin, looking at the big hole about a meter.

"It's really hard to imagine that this hole is the power of a kick!"

Zhang Jianzhi sighed when he stroked his beard.

Li Yuanfang was also secretly shocked and stared for a while before saying, "It can be confirmed that the murderer is a man and two women, and he is seventeen or eighteen years old. According to the confession of the maid and sailor on the same boat, I can try to restore the situation at that time for Meng Jianggong..."

Li Yuanfang is worthy of being a prestigious man in the imperial court. Based on just a few words, he basically restored the facts and then said: "Although all three of them are masked, the servants unanimously judged as stunning beauty based on their eyebrows, eyes and figure. I wonder if a strange woman appears in Jiangdu in the near future?"

Zhang Jianzhi pondered: "Sometimes, the courtesan of Jiankang Qinhuai River, Su Yueer, came to Jiangdu with a few singers. She was very low-key and did not see any foreign guests. Yuan Fang might not have seen Su Yueer. However, when I mentioned something, Yuan Fang must have an impression. At the Lu Ming Banquet, Su Yueer's value was raised to two million taels, and no one could afford it. The one who raised her value was Xie Yuan Gong from our Jiangdu County..."

As he was talking, Zhang Jianzhi suddenly paused and looked at Li Yuanfang. Li Yuanfang also looked over, and sparks emerged from the eyes of the old and the young!

Li Yuanfang hesitated and said, "Meng Jiang Gong means..."

"Let's go back and investigate Su Yue'er first!"

Zhang Jianzhi's eyes were slightly condensed and he waved his hand violently.
Chapter completed!