Chapter 2251 Past Events

Chapter 2252 Past Events

The stone pavilion in Biyue Temple was carefully built by the nuns in the nunnery. It has a very special shape. The stone pavilion in front of you is exactly the same as that one, and even the details of the structure match.

The only difference is the material. Biyue'an uses spiritual materials, while this pavilion uses ordinary stone and wood. But it can also be seen that they are considered precious materials in the mortal world. After being abandoned for many years, they have only been slightly weathered on the surface and have not decayed. .

In an ancient world far away in a small world, in an illusion, could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Upon closer inspection, Qin Sang noticed that there were not many signs of wear and tear in the pavilion. It seemed that it had been abandoned soon after it was built.

The courtyard where the stone pavilion is located is larger than the houses of nearby wealthy families. It has small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. The scenery changes as you move, and it is harmonious and natural. It is in sharp contrast to the magnificent houses elsewhere. Even though it has been abandoned for a long time, it can be seen that the owner of the courtyard has strong financial resources and good taste, which is rare in a place like this.

The owner must have put a lot of thought into building this courtyard, but it was abandoned for some unknown reason.

As time goes by, wind and rain hit, most of the buildings in the courtyard are dilapidated, the houses have collapsed, and they have been depopulated for a long time.

From these ruins, Qin Sang discovered some unusual details, and his figure flashed to the main hall of the courtyard.

The main hall was the most severely damaged. The roof collapsed completely, leaving almost only the frame. Qin Sang stood in front of the door and gently brushed away the dust on the door frame, revealing some slender scratches.

These are the marks left by the sword!

Qin Sang touched the fine marks with his fingers, his eyes flickered, and he urged his consciousness to scan the entire courtyard carefully, then turned back and walked out.

There is a wide road outside the courtyard that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages. It is also overgrown with weeds. If you go down this mountain road and turn through the bamboo forest, you can see patches of farmland.

It was daylight, and Qin Sang noticed a shirtless peasant man working in the fields, the morning sun shining on his bronze skin.

When Qin Sang reached the edge of the field, the man noticed him and was startled.

"This brother is so polite," Qin Sang said with cupped hands.

"No...don't dare..."

The man had a simple and honest nature and hurriedly returned the courtesy. Seeing Qin Sang's appearance and temperament, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked carefully at the mountain and asked in a low voice: "Master, have you just come down from above?"

Qin Sang nodded, "That's right. I passed by the foot of the mountain last night and saw a big house in the mountain. I wanted to stay for a night. Unexpectedly, there was no one in the house and it was abandoned, so I had to spend the night in a broken house."

Hearing what Qin Sang said, the man couldn't help but open his mouth wide with admiration, "Young Master is so brave!"

Qin Sang wondered, "What does a deserted house without an owner have to do with my courage?"

The man said "Ouch", "Young master, are you a foreigner? You don't know, this is a big haunted house! You..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the morning breeze was slightly cold. The man shivered, his face turned pale, and he raised his hands to the mountain: "I can't say it! I can't say it! I'm so talkative. Grandpa and grandma, please do me a favor." A small life!"

As he said this, the man seemed to be afraid of being killed by an unjust ghost. He picked up the hoe and started to go down the mountain without even doing any work.

Qin Sang could already guess a little bit, and her heart sank slightly as she followed the man to the road at the foot of the mountain.

There were gradually more pedestrians on the road. The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Seeing that Qin Sang was still around, he kindly advised, "Young master, please leave quickly! As long as nothing happened last night, don't go into any house in the future!"

Qin Sang pretended to be curious: "May I ask my brother, what happened back then made me so afraid?"

"Oh, you said you..."

The man couldn't resist, so he carefully looked around and whispered: "Overnight, the whole family was wiped out, including the maids in the house... Do you think it's scary or not? I heard that the next day Several people who went in to watch the fun were scared out of their wits! It’s been decades, and no one dares to go up there, and no one even dares to mention it..."

Qin Sang continued to ask, but the man didn't want to say any more anyway.

Seeing this, Qin Sang handed over a piece of silver and said, "To be honest with you, brother, I have traveled far and wide and like to collect mysterious stories. Please make it convenient for me. I swear that I will never reveal your identity to the outside world."

"this……"

After all, the man couldn't resist the temptation of money, and he was heartbroken, "Young master, if you want to hear a story, just come home with me. My father knows better."

The man's home is on the outskirts of the town. The yard is old but very clean. The woman is busy making food. An old man is sitting on a recliner to warm himself. Two children are sitting around his knees, enjoying themselves.

"Sir, go in and sit down. I'll discuss it with my father." The man invited Qin Sang into the house and went out to persuade the old man.

Naturally, their words could not be hidden from Qin Sang's ears, and one could hear what they were worried about. One was that they were afraid of being haunted by the innocent souls, and the other was that they were afraid of being overheard by the murderer and causing disaster. Of course, they were even more afraid of the latter.

Money opens the way and everything goes wrong.

The old man was finally persuaded by his son. He opened the door and came in. His cloudy eyes stared at Qin Sang, "Young people want to hear a story?"

"Old man, please take a seat!"

Qin Sang helped the old man sit down and listened attentively.

"I'm old and no longer useful. I think back then, my little old man was so strong that he could pick up such a big stone in one go!"

The old man made gestures, his eyes flashed with memories, and finally he sighed, "When I was young, I was a stonemason, and my craftsmanship was pretty good. Those wealthy families were vying to hire me to do work at home."

"That courtyard was also built by an old man?" Qin Sang asked.

"That's not true," the old man shook his head, "I had them when I was a kid, and I just built a pavilion for them?"

"The pavilion? The one on the ridge?"

"That's it. Even though it's just a pavilion, it's a big deal! The stones are all made of solid bluestone, and the wood is made of agarwood camphor thick as a bowl, specially transported from Dazhang Mansion! The master of the Ning family is happy to have a daughter in his old age. Come on, there's a pavilion specially built for that little lady. Son. I heard that the young lady of the Ning family drew it herself, but it must be that the lady wanted to please the master. How could the young lady be so smart and draw such a beautiful pavilion and such a detailed pattern? I’ve seen that once in my life.”

the old man recalled.

"Ning? Miss Ning?"

Qin Sang asked about the time and found that it matched.

The surname "Ning" also has a lot of meaning. I wonder if it is a coincidence. If Ning Zhenren sent Liuli in, he would definitely have some backup plans for her. He couldn't put all his hopes on himself?

Is it really Liuli?

Liuli fell into an illusion when she was trying to overcome her demons. She could not regain her original sanity immediately like him, but she could only remember the pavilion.

That pavilion can be regarded as a turning point in his relationship with Liuli. It is of great significance, and it seems that it is also so in Liuli's mind.

Before that, Liuli deliberately avoided him, even cutting off her black hair, to seek relief from Buddhism.

Ever since Qin Sang revealed her feelings to Liuli in the pavilion and was forced to ascend, Liuli stayed in the lower realm. Not only did she take care of Qingyang Temple, but she also acquiesced to the title of Master Niang of Yuaxe and others, which shows that her mind has changed.

Perhaps, Liuli has decided not to worry about whether it is her true intention or whether it is influenced by the magic power, and has made some determination.

If luck hadn't caused Liuli to become disheartened, they might have become a Taoist couple.

It is said that inner demons often evoke people's most unforgettable memories. This pavilion appears in the illusion. If Miss Ning's family is Liuli, it means that her inner demons are not her master Bingyao, but are related to herself!

Qin Sang had mixed feelings.

Fortunately, since the inner demon is him, it will undoubtedly be easier for him to help Liuli resolve the inner demon.

Worryingly, where is Liuli now?

"Not long after Mr. Ning moved here, he became a well-known good man. He offended some strong man. He only asked for money. He also killed the whole family. Such a crime will be punished sooner or later! That is to say, this little old man dares to If you talk too much, if you ask others about the Ning family, no one will dare to talk!" the old man sighed.

Later, I heard the old man tell some stories about the Ning family, but unfortunately there was no key information, and a lot of it was just hearsay.

However, Qin Sang could see that the old man seemed to know something else.

After he repeatedly asked, the old man finally relented, "A few years after that big case happened, the young man was recruited into the city to work in the government office. I heard that a great master Qingtian came to practice the government office. The soldiers personally went into the mountains to suppress the bandits and killed many bandits. I wonder if they have done anything to make peace. The murderer of the family tragedy, but nothing like this has ever happened again. The soldiers who followed Master Qingtian at that time should still be alive. You can go to Fucheng to find out. This is all the young man knows. Don’t say you heard it from me.”

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The old man's worries are understandable. If the murderer is not dead and someone is found to be investigating the matter, they will also be implicated.

Qin Sang promised not to leak it and left the old man's home. At night, when everyone in the town fell asleep, he used a magic trick to make them voluntarily reveal their memories related to the Ning family. I know very little about my family, and most of my memories are related to that tragedy.

That night, Qin Sang left the town and went straight to Fucheng.

The size of Fucheng is dozens of times that of the town, but Qin Sang sensed the aura of the immortal cultivator in Fucheng.

Inside the government office.

A quiet courtyard was specially opened up. There was a spiritual formation in the courtyard. Except for the chief official, the officers, soldiers and servants in the government office were completely unaware of it.

A middle-aged monk was practicing in the quiet room. Suddenly his expression changed. He opened his eyes and flashed a look of surprise. He hurriedly left the quiet room and flew to the sky. "Liu Chengping of the Dongliang Sect. I didn't know that my senior was visiting. I was disappointed to welcome you from afar. I hope you will meet me from afar." Forgive me, senior."

Liu Chengping was horrified. According to his induction, the aura of the mysterious man in front of him was as strong as a mountain, and his cultivation level might be higher than that of his master.

"How many years have you been sitting here?"

Qin Sang looked at this person and realized that it would be easy to deal with since there were immortal cultivators.

"Not long ago, twenty years ago, I was ordered by my master to stay here to prevent evil spirits from causing trouble. Now that my term is about to expire, I am about to return to the mountain to resume my life," Liu Chengping replied, secretly complaining in his heart, regretting not going back earlier.

"Twenty years? Who else came before you?"

"It's Junior Brother Wen..."

Liu Chengping answered one by one, and then said, "The foreign races are targeting our human race, and they are worried that evil spirits and spies will mix into the human world and cause disasters, so the sect began to send disciples down the mountain to station in all directions. Before this, we rarely set foot in the mortal world, and the sect strictly prohibited it. We show ourselves to others.”

Qin Sang silently calculated in his mind that according to Liu Chengping, there were no immortal cultivators in the city when the Ning family was in trouble.

Seeing that Qin Sang was silent, Liu Chengping raised his head and asked carefully: "I wonder what matters senior, is there anything I can do to help senior?"

"I am investigating a murder case that occurred decades ago! The person who was killed was my old friend. I have been in seclusion for many years. I only found out after I came out..."

Qin Sang's tone was sad.

Liu Chengping suddenly felt awe-inspiring and did not dare to neglect. He listened carefully to Qin Sang's words.

After learning the whole story, Liu Chengping immediately agreed: "Although we were not here back then, there should be records in the government office. I will check it out now! There must be clues about the Ning family who moved from other places. One of the juniors Senior brother is in charge of the capital, so I will write a letter immediately and ask senior brother to investigate together!"

He didn't dare to respond. Even if his master knew about it, he would definitely order them to investigate it strictly.

This is the territory of the Dongliang Sect. The relatives and friends of this mysterious master were exterminated here, and the murderer cannot be found. If the Dongliang Sect is angered, it will be an unreasonable disaster.

"Presumably you don't dare to deceive me. I am waiting for your news here! If it is finally found that the real culprit behind the scenes is an immortal cultivator, no matter what his identity is, I will never let you go easy! If you Dongliang Sect dares to cover up... "

Qin Sang's tone was cold.

Sensing Qin Sang's murderous intention, Liu Chengping was shocked. Nuonuo responded and hurried back to the government office to explain, and then left the city.

This departure caused an uproar, not only the power of the entire country was mobilized, but also the Dongliang Sect was affected.

Qin Sang's purpose was not only to find the murderer, but he also had a glimmer of hope that there might be survivors in the Ning Mansion that night.

This is an illusion. If Liuli is killed, she may not really die, but trying to find her again is like finding a needle in a haystack. This time it depends on luck...

Thinking of this, Qin Sang's heart moved. Is it really just luck?

"The way of yin and yang, the way of yin and yang..."

Qin Sang murmured.

The Spring and Autumn Dial is the most precious treasure of Yin and Yang. Yuji Mountain has the inheritance of Yin and Yang, and Liuli happened to be reincarnated near Yuji Mountain.

In retrospect, before the illusion broke out, the Spring and Autumn Dial also entered the illusion.

If there hadn't been this accident, and Liuli was the first to get the moon, he might have had the chance to get the Yuji Mountain inheritance in advance. So, does the Spring and Autumn Dial play some role behind the scenes?

Thoughts came to me one after another, but they could not solve the current dilemma.

If Miss Ning is still alive, she will have to go back to her hometown one day. It would be best if someone stays here for her.

Qin Sang stood on the top of Yuji Mountain, frowning in deep thought.

"How did you get up there? Are you a god?"

There was a shout from below.

Qin Sang lowered his head, looked at the young man hanging on the cliff, and said, "Yes."

"Well……"

The young man didn't expect Qin Sang to admit it so openly. He was stunned and said excitedly, "Are you really a god? Did you use magic to fly up?"

Qin Sang nodded, "If you can climb up, I will teach you this magic."