The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 130

[Chapter 132 Cremation]

Su Fu’s arm moved slightly, and a short knife slipped from his sleeve into his hand.

He has lived on the cusp of these years, and if he didn’t have the sword by his side, he wouldn’t be able to sleep at all.

After a long confrontation, Xiao Song’s murderous aura suddenly vented. He leaned over to Ran Yan’s ear and said, “However, since the seventeen mothers are begging each other, I can have no principle, but…”

Xiao Song slightly curved his lips and looked at him.

Su Fu glanced at him, turned around and left the yard without finishing what he said next.

but what?

Ran Yan turned around and looked at the shaking door, a little lost.

Su Fu quietly put back the short knife, supported the wall, and said to Ran Yan, “Thank you.”

Ran Yan retracted her thoughts, walked up and down the corridor, stretched out her hand to squeeze Su Fu’s wrist, and probed for her pulse, “Finally out of danger.

” Xunxia sat down in the corridor, and the people in the courtyard were shocked by the murderousness just now, and silently went to work on their own affairs.

“What’s your plan in the future?” Ran Yan turned her head and looked at his pale handsome face.

“I’m going to bring my mother’s corpse back to her hometown.” Su Fu looked at Ran Yan’s half face, covering up the strangeness in his heart.

For Su Fu, staying in the Tang Dynasty meant that he could only live in hiding in Tibet, especially since his old enemy Xiao Song already knew his identity and appearance. If he wanted to arrest him again, it would be a hundred times easier than before.

Xiao Song never did unnecessary things, so he was willing to sell a favor to Ran Yan so easily.

“Your injury needs to be recuperated, finding a place to live in seclusion is a good thing for you.” Ran Yan said pertinently.

Su Fu nodded slightly, got up and went back into the house, “Thank you, I owe you this favor, and Su Fu will pay it back in the next life.”

In this life, most of the people involved with him will not end well.

Ran Yan sat on the porch alone and looked at the mess in the yard. After a few breaths, Su Fu’s voice suddenly sounded again, “You know that I am a person full of trouble, why do you still save me?”

Ran Yan raised her head, He smiled, “Then why did you think I would save you when you came to me?”

Su Fu was dumbfounded, this was purely an intuition, Ran Yan was so similar to him, the only difference was that the blood on her hands were all dead people, and he specialized in harvesting the lives of living people.

After dinner, Ran Yan received a letter from Ran’s house, saying that she would be picked up back to the house the day after tomorrow.

For Ran Yan, this news is definitely only a surprise but not a joy.

Wan Lu and Xing Niang are also sad and happy, the only one who is happy is Ge Lan, because she wants revenge, and only by getting close to the Gao family can she implement her long-planned revenge.

Hand-to-hand combat is sure to be exciting.

Ran Yan was very happy to watch this lively event, so she could only adjust her mentality to the most peaceful state.

Night fell, the sky was high, the moon and stars were sparse, and the clouds at the foot of the mountain came from the temple’s faint sound of chanting.

For Jinghui, such a voice may not only be unable to meditate, but rather like a spell.

Ran Yan sighed, lying on the couch, and slowly closed her eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, there was a small disturbance in the yard. Ran Yan listened quietly for a while, but after hearing nothing, she said, “Xing Niang, what happened?” After

a few breaths, the corridor There were hurried footsteps, and Xing Niang pulled up the curtain and came in, “Ma’am, the gentleman you rescued has disappeared, and only a letter was left.”

“Well.” As expected, she was sitting up, but she felt a little lonely for some reason.

Reaching out to take the letter, after opening it, there was only a piece of paper in it, the handwriting was just like that of him, showing a coldness, and the writing was sharp.

Farewell tonight, goodbye indefinitely, don’t forget each other.

The signature is: Sub-period.

Ran Yan’s only remaining sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and in his mind, he stood in the moonlight, and his slight smile would definitely captivate the city.

What does it feel like?

“Miss…” Xing Niang couldn’t help worrying when she saw her dumbfounded appearance.

Ran Yan shook her head, “It’s okay, you go out first, I want to sleep for a while.”

Xing Niang saw that she was lying back again, so she backed out and closed the door.

Ran Yan reached out and touched the long flute beside the couch, pulled out the short sword inside, and the cold light fell on her face, she unconsciously narrowed her eyes.

She didn’t put away the patient until the morning light came in through the cracks in the lattice windows, and then she lay down for a while before calling Wan Lu to come in to serve and wash up.

After breakfast, Ran Yan lazily sat in the corridor and adjusted his breath according to the book Su Fu gave. After finishing his work, he moved the round waist chair to read the medical book. Ran Yan had lost interest in the murder of a man and a woman who eloped. , what to do next is the government’s business.

Wan Lu was punished for copying the scriptures, while Ge Lan taught Huan Kong to practice calligraphy on the ground with branches.

The day before returning to Ran’s mansion, Ran Yan spent such idleness.

In the early morning of the second day, a government soldier came up to inform Ran Yan that the cremation of Master Huaiyin was held ahead of schedule, at noon today.

Ran Yan thought that the way to force Jinghui to show her feet, she was afraid that Jinghui’s madness would be detrimental to Huankong, so she took Huankong and everyone to Yuncong Temple to observe the ceremony.

In Buddhist view, death is not the end, but a new beginning, especially for a monk like Huaiyin who has a great understanding of the Dharma, death is the perfection of merit.

Entering Yuncong Temple, the ancient temple of dead trees, is solemn.

Ran Yan thought, do these monks know the truth?

The weather was fine, a fire had been set up in the open space, Huaiyin sat on it, surrounded by monks chanting sutras.

Xiao Song and Liu Pinrang and others stood outside.

Ran Yan also found a remote place to stand.

“Master Huaiyin is still so good-looking.” Huan Kong’s eyes fell on Huaiyin’s face, and his expression was full of admiration, “He must be the reincarnation of Buddha.

” It looks good, could it be the reincarnation of Buddha?” Wan Lu whispered softly.

“It’s different.” Huan Kong retorted.

It’s different, Huaiyin’s temperament to cut off the red dust is different from everyone in the world.

The sun rose, the bell in the temple chimed for a long time, and there was constant noise, and braziers were already lit around.

Ran Yan carefully observed Huaiyin, he was indeed not dead, otherwise he would never be alive two days after his death.

The bell rang ninety-nine-eighty times, but the chanting did not stop, but became more and more urgent.

Seeing that the sun is approaching noon, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com Ran Yan is a little anxious. If Jinghui doesn’t come, is it really going to burn Huaiyin?

“Fire.” The old monk standing in front said in a hoarse voice.

The little monks standing on the four sides had already lit the torches, chanting the sutras in a high-pitched voice, and the bang bang of the wooden fish, which made people nervous to the extreme.

Liu Qingsong frowned tightly, Xiao Song and Liu Pin let the calm and outrageous, as if even if they really burned Huaiyin, it wouldn’t matter.

“Ignite.” The old monk said loudly.

Hearing the sound, the four monks brought the torches close to the fire, and with a bang, the torch in the hands of the monk in the south corner fell to the ground. Just when Ran Yan thought that Jinghui had used some effort to knock down the torch, the monk fell to the ground with a bang.

Ran Yan frowned, followed by the second and third, and monks kept falling down.

Liu Qingsong hurriedly stepped forward to check the pulse and found that they were only in a coma, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

By】.

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