"Master Wanli, you go and report to your uncle. I'm going back to my room first."
Chujiu dejectedly walked directly to the dormitory where we rested. I called out to Wanli and followed Chujiu into the dormitory.
"Guo Guo, I miss the old man's old man."
Chujiu was lying on the bed, with endless sadness in his voice, saying that if his grandfather and uncle were here, they would definitely be able to find a way to save the boy's soul.
"Does it really take a magician to save the boy's soul? Where can we find a magician? You know this is China."
I expressed my worries and questions, and Chujiu stared at the roof, saying that he could actually use brute force to break the spell that imprisoned the boy's soul, but it might hurt the boy. Chujiu couldn't bear it, such a simple child,
If it was because of him that his soul was scattered, he would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life. If the person imprisoned inside was a heinous ghost who had done harm to others, Chujiu said that he had no less than ten ways to break the imprisonment spell and disperse the ghost together.
"Then there is no other way?"
"I'm sure there will be some. Uncle Master will find a way to find a senior monk to use his mind power to liberate me. This is the gentlest way."
We analyzed the suspicious points in this case, and Chujiu also believed that Gu Yingran, who was the first to be suspected by Wan Li, was indeed very suspicious. The only person who had any contact with the deceased in the entire case was Gu Yingran, who suddenly returned from Nanyang.
It was indeed normal to suspect. On the ninth day of the lunar month, I decided to go see Gu Yingran first, maybe I could get some clues.
"The matter of solving the case is something that Mr. Xu and Wan Li need to worry about. Let's just do our best. Don't put too much pressure on you on the ninth day of the lunar month."
Chujiu sighed. He actually didn't feel any pressure. He just saw such a small baby being hacked to death alive. He couldn't get rid of this image in his mind. Thinking of the boy's pure soul made him panic.
I really don't know what causes this.
"Don't sleep, get up quickly, Mr. Xu calls you over."
Wan Li pushed open the door of the dormitory and complained that we left him alone and asked him to report alone. It was better now because he didn't have to go there again.
"I asked you two little guys, do you still have an eye on me as an old man? You didn't bother to come over and see if I was dead or alive when you came back? Fortunately, I even had someone prepare a midnight snack for you."
Mr. Xu was leaning on the wooden chair, wrapped in a blanket, his face was straight, his eyes were wide open and he was cursing.
"Uncle Master, I can't eat today."
Chujiu walked to the stove in the middle of the room, added another piece of briquettes to it, checked the kettle on the stove, and opened the farthest window wider.
"Hey, what can be so difficult for our little genius that he can't even eat? Tell me."
When Mr. Xu saw that Chujiu was still gloomy, he stopped joking and asked us to sit next to him and talk with him.
"Wan Li just told me that what you said is that only Jiangtou masters can deal with Jiangtou masters. It makes sense. Why aren't you happy?"
Mr. Xu smiled and took out a few White Rabbit toffees from his pocket and gave two to each of the three of us. He also opened one and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as Wan Li wanted to stop him, Mr. Xu glared at him.
My little grandchildren won’t die even if they eat a piece of candy, and the medical management is too lenient.
"Mr. Xu, the medical treatment is for your own good. If you need to cooperate, you should cooperate. You won't be an exception next time."
It is not difficult to see that Mr. Xu has become a lot more humane because Chujiu and I are around him. Wan Li said he was showing off his words before, but Mr. Xu is usually like a work machine without emotion.
"Uncle Master, the truth is this. Of course, the best way to deal with the Jiangtou Master is the Jiangtou Master. But we are not in Nanyang. Where do we know the Jiangtou Master Man?"
Chu Jiu opened the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into his mouth. The rich milky flavor finally put a smile on his face.
"Who told you that you must go to Nanyang to find the Jiangtou division?"
"What? Uncle Master, do you know Master Jiangtou?"
Mr. Xu's words made Chujiu's mouth wide open in shock, and the toffee fell on his clothes. Mr. Xu smiled evilly and joked that his little grandson was too hopeless. He was not as calm as his elder brother. How could he know that I had never passed the exam?
Duo's performance was actually that he was shocked by his words.
"Hehe, I knew my uncle would have a way to do it."
Chujiu regained his playful smile. He picked up the toffee that fell on his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth. He wiped the saliva that came out and asked Mr. Xu with a smile, how come there are head-dressing masters in China.
"This person is not easy to talk about, and he is a friend of your master."
Mr. Xu picked up the water cup and took a sip of water. As soon as he said that the water was a bit cold, Chujiu took the water cup and heated the water diligently, which made Mr. Xu shake his head and smile bitterly.
"Mr. Xu, so he is also your friend? Master's friends are not too young."
I guess that since he is a friend of his master, he must be about a hundred years old. Most of the masters of this age are hermit masters.
"I would love to have such a friend, but it's a pity that I don't have this blessing. This man is amazing. Let me give you a hint. He has opened up the two channels of Ren and Du."
I have known Mr. Xu for so long, and this was the first time I saw him express a sour tone, and even curled his lips, which was very similar to Chujiu when he was bullied by me.
"Zhang Wuji!"
Maybe it was because the mood that had been suppressed all night suddenly relaxed, or maybe it was because I listened to Wan Li's lecture on Master Jin Yong's "The Legend of Heaven and Sword of the Dragon" every night during this period. In short, I don't know why I blurted out these three words.
The room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on my face. The police officer at the door tried his best to hold back his smile and didn't let himself laugh immediately. Just when my face felt hot, the room
Unbridled laughter finally broke out.
"Uncle-Master, I suspect that your toffee is poisonous and that you are eating the pot and making yourself stupid."
Everyone had just finished laughing. Mr. Xu smiled and asked Wan Li to return the "Eternal Dragon Sword" he borrowed from him after reading it. He didn't find this novel so funny before, and everyone started laughing again.
"Master Jingshu?"
Chujiu asked Mr. Xu tentatively, and Mr. Xu nodded slightly. Just when Wan Li and I were wondering who Master Jingshu was, Chujiu turned to look at us and said the word "ignorance" was clearly written on his face.
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Master Jingshu is not Chinese, but comes from ancient India. He is the only person in the world who has access to the Ren and Du lineages. He lived for 300 years and spanned the Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties. When he was born, China was in the Northern Song Dynasty. Jingshu
Master Shu is well-read in ancient books and knows everything from astronomy to geography. He is worthy of his reputation as a master. When he was in his 30s, he studied under King Solomon and learned many mysterious skills.
Master Jingshu has extraordinary martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts. He has traveled all over the world, including China.
In China, he met a lifelong friend, the famous Chinese martial arts expert Jin Shiyi. The two discussed and competed in martial arts. In the process, the two also established a deep friendship.