The ghost-catching princess, she always pretends to be weak

Chapter 68 Black Cat Takes Life
  "You adults don't know. I have been sick since I was a child. I have been lingering on the sick bed. Even when I sleep, I wake up more easily than ordinary people."

The real reason is that the years of training in Qingyun Mountain have made his five senses and six senses stronger than ordinary people.

"But on the night of the accident, I didn't notice it at all. If he died miserably as everyone said, how could there be no sound at all?"

"Miss Li is really weird, you..."

Seeing Chen Shu's hesitation, Wen Jiu knew that he regarded her as an ordinary woman, so he hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, my lord, I have read a lot in my words."

No matter how terrifying the ghost is, he has seen it himself, let alone the corpse of an ordinary person.

Chen Shu met her eyes and said in detail: "There were no fatal injuries on Miss Li's body. There were many scratches from cat claws, but none of them were fatal. When the body was found, it was half hanging out of the window, as if it had been dragged by something. He was dragged out without even putting on his shoes."

"Wouldn't that mean there was no cause of death?"

"The results will not be known until the autopsy is done on the deceased. We dare not draw a conclusion now."

"Have you never put on your shoes?" Wen Jiu thought for a moment, "Have you never put them on, or have you left them outside?"

She remembered that everyone brought a lot of changes of clothes, and embroidered shoes were no exception.

"What does Miss Wen mean?"

"Perhaps the art of poetry did not die in the room?"

One day she saw Shiyi's maid holding embroidered shoes and seemed to be dealing with the mud on them.

But most of the roads in the academy are paved with bluestones. Now that I think about it, the dirt may not have come from somewhere in the academy at all.
  "Maybe you should go check the back mountain." Wen Jiu finally had some clues.

"crunch-"

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door, and only footsteps were heard hurriedly coming this way.

Chen Shu's eyes focused, and he quickly stood up and stood in front of Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu felt a shadow falling in front of her eyes and raised her head subconsciously. She could smell the scent of soap scent left on Chen Shu's clothes. It smelled so good.

The man in front of him has a handsome face, and his eyebrows are like distant mountains. His slightly frowning brows make him look very good-looking.

"Sir." There was a knock on the door outside the house.

Perhaps the distance was too close, and Wen Jiu subconsciously held his breath.

"What's the matter?" Chen Shu did not let the man in.

The person outside was obviously stunned for a moment before replying: "Xue Bing found footprints by the river in the back mountain, which matched Miss Li's embroidered shoes."

"Because it has been raining these past few days, although there are trees blocking that area, I am still afraid that the footprints will be gone. Sir, would you like to go take a look?"

"You go first, I'll be there soon." Chen Shu said in a deep voice.

At this time, he was quite shocked. Although Miss Wen was a close-knit girl, her ability to observe words and emotions and make logical deductions far surpassed that of many people.

Is it really because there are many and miscellaneous books to read?
  "Your Excellency, don't worry about me. Business matters are important." Wen Jiu stood up and walked to the door. "If I think of anything else, I'll come back to you, Your Excellency."

"I'll take the girl out."

"it is good."

Chen Shu was much taller than Wen Jiu. When he held the umbrella, he almost held the umbrella on Wen Jiu's head. The rainwater trickled down his angular silhouette, and his outer shirt was completely soaked.

Although two people were traveling together, one of them was always caught in the rain.

After all, this alley is too short and it's too easy to reach the end.    "Then I will go back first."

Wen Jiu turned to look at Chen Shu. His voice sounded a little trembling in this cold winter rainy day. He didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because he was nervous.

"Well, be careful on the road." His eyelids moved slightly and he looked away.
  Lou Wu wore a bamboo hat and glanced at Chen Shu. How could he compare to their elders?

Can the Criminal Department compare with their Jin Yiwei?
  Back in the courtyard, Zisu and Banxia had already prepared water for bathing.

The girl was in a bad mood today and said she was chatting with Miss Zhao, so neither of them followed her.

The water vapor was thick, and Wen Jiu leaned against the wall of the barrel and thought about the events of the past few days.

There are footprints on the back mountain, which match the size of Li Shiyi's embroidered shoes, and even the bottom pattern is exactly the same.
  The maid has to deal with the mud on her poetry shoes every day.
  The cat's meow can only be heard by poetry and art alone.
  Black cat in the back mountain.
  Cause of death unknown
  Is it possible——

Li Shiyi didn't hear the cat meowing in her room. Did she go to the back mountain?

No, how could she go to the back mountain alone if she was so afraid of cats? Still late at night
  Unless - someone controls her!
  Is this the role of the talisman?

The cold wind blows outside the window, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard are rustling. The dead leaves on the branches are still falling, and the maids who are sweeping have not yet had time to clean them up.

"Girl, the carriage is ready. Madam calls for you to come with us."

It's Yunque, the maid next to Mother Wen.

"it is good."

As soon as she got home last night, Wen's mother sent someone to tell her that they would go to Daxing Temple together tomorrow. Things were not going well for her and her father during this period. The ladies in the capital were always superstitious, especially the Bodhisattva of Daxing Temple. .

Wen Jiu once retorted, but Wen's mother said that there are ghosts in this world, but not gods?
  She thought about it and it seemed right, so she simply let her go.

The carriage rumbled along the official road, and the city gate to Daxing Temple passed through Dongshi. But it was still early in the day, so Wen Jiu could only close his eyes and meditate in the carriage.

After more than half an hour, the carriage finally arrived in front of Daxing Temple halfway up the mountain.

The black tiles and red walls are pious and peaceful, and the rising green smoke can be clearly seen at the foot of the mountain.

There is no need to mention the prosperous incense in Daxing Temple.

Wen Jiu raised his head and looked at the lanterns under the eaves. It turned out that the blood-red lanterns he saw when he was hunting ghosts were all hung here.

"Two donors, come in."

The young monk at the door led the way, and Wen Jiu followed behind him into the temple.

The ancient trees here are towering, and the bluestone slabs are covered with moss. The wind blows the leaves, making a rustling sound. The bronze bells hanging on the eaves not far away tremble, and the white jade railings overlap.

"Jiu'er, be careful. Don't step on the threshold of the temple."

Wen Jiu was so frightened that he retracted the foot he was about to step on. He felt sorry for the gods. It was the first time for the little girl to come to Daxing Temple, so she was very offended.

Whether it was due to the atmosphere or because Wen's mother's piety moved him, even Wen Jiu became a lot more cautious.

The group of people entered the Buddhist hall. A huge golden Buddha statue stood tall and solemn, looking down at all believers with kind eyes. The bell outside the hall sounded far away, saving all living beings.

Mother Wen knelt down with Wen Jiu, mumbling something.
  Taking advantage of the gap between Wen's mother's eyes being closed, Wen Jiu opened his left eye and looked around quietly.

The side hall where Liu Lang killed people should not be far from here, and it should have been reopened. I don't know if killing people in the temple is considered a serious sin.

However, Liu Lang became a monk in Daxing Temple, and monks and Taoist priests couldn't hit him with eight poles. So who did Liu Tian'er learn his skills from?
  Before Wen Jiu could figure it out, he suddenly saw Wen's mother kowtow, and hurriedly followed behind, kowtowing several times in a decent manner.

(End of this chapter)