The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 448 Leaving the Soul

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

   But let her down.

   "The footprints of a third person were found at the scene, an adult man about 1.7 meters tall."

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

   "So that's the case." Li Chengze glanced at the mirror, "Can you invite this steward Ye to cooperate with the investigation?"

  Xiaohua thought that you should not go too far, looking a little resentful, Mingjing said lightly: "Go and ask Butler Ye."

   The two looked at each other briefly and then moved quickly, as if everything had never happened.

   Xiaohua replied yes, turned around and left quickly.

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

   "Did the results come out?"

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

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

  Li Chengze raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "Don't worry, take your time, I have a hunch that the discovery of the mummified corpse will surely alarm the whole country and bring new discoveries of the Moon Dynasty."

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

   hung up the phone, Li Chengze walked over and said, "Miss Ran, thank you very much for your cooperation, I may have to trouble you in the future."

"This is what I should do."

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

   Likewise, he saw what was represented in the three wooden boxes at the door.

   "Someone has already come here. From the footprint analysis, it is Miss Ran who entered the iron gate in the middle." Muzi said.

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

   Behind the gold and silver mountains is a dead end. 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 door in the middle.

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

   Muzi invited experts from the organization.

  Li Ling pushed open the iron gate and walked in, and a cold arrow shot in the face.

  The tip of the arrow shot into the stone wall behind him.

  Li Ling turned on the flashlight and quickly glanced around.

  There are many footprints and movement traces 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 orientation and number, this is an airtight killing, and a mosquito does not even want to fly out.

  Li Ling noticed that there was blue liquid flowing down the tip of the arrow, and he instantly judged that it was some kind of highly poisonous.

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

   "Team Li..." Muzi followed up and saw the scene, she was surprised: "This...is this what Miss Ran did?"

   She is clearly a little girl who can't hold a chicken with her hands. With thin arms and thin 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 to check, especially the poison on it."

  Muzi carefully wrapped the arrow.

   The stone gate in front of him was wide open, and there was the sound of a rushing waterfall. As soon as he approached, he was hit by the water vapor, and the pressure of the water flow almost made him unable to open his eyes.

   Suddenly, Li Ling's eyes narrowed and he found a mobile phone on the ground near Shimen.

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

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

  Li Ling put his mobile phone in his pocket and turned around to go back.

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

   The girl is slender and weak, and she looks weak. It is hard to imagine how she was able to get out of the siege of the net.

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

   "Miss Ran, is this your cell phone?"

   Mingjing looked at Li Ling's mobile phone, "Thank you, Officer Li."

   reached out and took it.

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

   "Miss Ran's skills are beyond my expectations. I don't know which family and school Miss Ran is from?"

  The screen of the mobile phone was broken and could not be turned on. After the mirror was put away, he said calmly, "It's just a fluke."

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

   "Miss." Xiaohua ran over.

   Mingjing nodded slightly: "Sorry, Officer Li, I still have something to deal with, and then Xiaohua will stay here for me."

   "Miss Ran, please."

  Li Ling stared at the back of the girl leaving and narrowed his eyes slightly.

  This little girl is getting more and more confusing.

   If she really wants to hide something, she doesn't need to call the police, this is her territory, her people.

   But because of this, he became more and more invisible.

  ——

   The news about the discovery of a mummified corpse three hundred years ago in the underground prison of Yunmeng Villa was very strictly concealed. As of 7pm, the outside world had no way of knowing it except for a few parties involved.

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

   "My God, this is too beautiful." Li Qingyao was stunned by the scene in front of him

  The open-air hot spring pool grows on the edge of the cliff. When you look up, you can enjoy the moon and starlight.

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

  Melon and fruit snacks and tea are placed beside the pool, so you can eat something to replenish your strength.

   A few people chatting while soaking in hot springs, watching the moon and starlight, it is really pleasant.

   down the mountain.

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

  Ding Jing went back to the attic and changed his clothes. This two-story small building in the northeast corner of the villa has a corridor with carved railings. It is elegant and clean.

   Above the attic is Mingjing's foothold in Yunmeng Villa, and the bedroom is decorated with antique and elegant atmosphere.

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

  It is a ring-shaped sapphire jade. The jade is transparent and luminous, pure and flawless. It flashes with a warm luster under the light, which is extremely beautiful.

Holding    in the palm of the hand, a faint warmth came from the jade body, which was transmitted to the heart through the limbs and bones, as if being in a hot spring, the whole body was comfortable and warm.

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

  The legendary treasure "Lishun", also known as the soul of tears.

According to legend, it was transformed by the tears of the goddess, and it was the purest incarnation in the world. It was rewarded to Su Jiang, the **** of war. Later, his whereabouts were unknown during several wars. A bowl of soup across the bridge can be reborn under the power of the soul.

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

   Yin and Yang are in harmony, the way of heaven is fair, and one life is exchanged for another.

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

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

   Ran Bowen spent a lot of energy trying to find it, but it was all in vain.

   Light the mirror with sandalwood, sit cross-legged, and in the faint sandalwood, put your hands together, leave the soul in your palms, and feel a little feverish.

   Its final story unfolds slowly in the smoke.

  ——

   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, "Leave if you're afraid, don't hold me back."

   "Forget it, I'll just follow Sister Zhen, I'll give you the forward."

   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 discovered as soon as you approached.

   Zhao Zhen thought for a while and said, "You lead him away, I'll go upstairs to see."

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

  Li Jiaojiao was a little scared, and in Zhao Zhen's white eyes, she bit her head and walked out.

   A rustling voice suddenly came from the north, the bodyguard's expression froze, and he rushed over quickly.

   "Meow..." A cat meow came from the darkness, very realistic.

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

   At this moment, Zhao Zhen quickly went around from the other side and went to the attic, relying on the blind spot to avoid the eyes of the bodyguards.

   Zhao Zhen walked to the door with a cat on her waist, her ears pressed against the crack of the door.

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

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

   Very strong indigo fragrance.

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

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

On the bed in   , Mingjing sat cross-legged, eyes closed slightly, hands folded, motionless.

In the incense altar next to   , Jialan is faint.

   What the **** is she doing?

  Zhao Zhen approached Mingjing, stretched out a hand and shook it in front of her, Mingjing didn't respond, and the whole person seemed to be in a trance.

   Zhao Zhen's eyes swept across Mingjing'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 Nishiu come back?

   glanced at a dagger on the table next to him, Zhao Zhen's mind became hot, and he grabbed the dagger subconsciously.

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

   A wisp of fragrance floated into the tip of his nose along the gap between his fingers, Zhao Zhen's body was twisted, and "Puttong" fell to the ground.

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

  She seemed to be floating on the clouds, fluttering, the sun above her head was so dazzling, she could hardly open her eyes, the breeze was blowing by her ears, the chirping birds were chirping one after another, everything was so real...

   "Good news, good news, Song Xiangyu Palace, the prince of the Duke's Mansion, was selected by His Majesty to be the first flower..."

  The girls all over the city are moving, rushing to appreciate the heroic appearance of Tanhualang parading the streets.

  The boy in the moon-white brocade robe rode a high-headed horse and rode past in the cheers of the crowd.

  Sword-shaped eyebrows, gentle and elegant, not only the noble and noble romance of aristocratic families, but also the unrestrained detachment of Jianghu rangers.

  Compared with the champion next to him who knows destiny, this new tanhualang has a really outstanding appearance and temperament.

  Genius boy, it is better.

  The whole city is sensational, and the hearts are full.

  Zhao Zhen was mixed in the crowd, and there were crazy screams on both sides that almost pierced her eardrums. She was completely stunned.

what's the situation?

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

  Zhao Zhen was wrapped by the crowd and walked forward, she squeezed hard and shouted: "Stop, stop..."

   Worse than the current groupies, what the **** is this place?

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

   The scorching sun was shining, and in the surging crowd, she saw the tall horse in front of her, and the handsome and elegant back of the man.

  's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a very familiar figure in the crowd opposite.

   Before she had time to be shocked, she felt dizzy and weightless, as if she had fallen into a black hole, her body fell uncontrollably, and when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a mansion with carved beams and paintings.

   The servants who came and went were beaming, and a middle-aged couple came out excitedly.

   Zhao Zhen saw Tanhua Lang pass through her body and knelt at the feet of the couple.

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

   "The decree has arrived."

"Fengtian, the emperor's edict said, I hereby have the laurel of Songxiang Yuchan Palace, the prince of Fuguo, who is a young and talented person, and I am very happy. I should choose a virtuous daughter to match. …”

   As the eunuch's last voice fell, the audience was silent.

   "Master Consort, congratulations."

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

   Zhao Zhen frowned: "This emperor is ill, so why is Princess Hua Lian so ugly that she can't get married? It's too bullying to have to compete with others."

   Zhao Zhen couldn't help but complain, no one could hear her anyway, so she just wanted to say something.

   "Hey Tanhua Lang." Zhao Zhen stood in front of the man, even if he couldn't hear or see, he said loudly: "If you don't like it, 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 face was pale, his teeth were clenched, his head was lowered, and his hands were raised.

   "Song Xiangyu, thank the Lord Longen."

The seven characters    seem to be issued from the chest, implying deep helplessness and sadness.

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

   (end of this chapter)