Chapter 82 Another Death

Qinglu Mountain is not high, and Lin Hao has good eyesight. Looking down at the official road from halfway up the mountain, someone familiar with it can still recognize it.

Lin Hao watched Qi Shuo dismount, pick up his hat and put it back on, then ride forward.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, like beads hitting the umbrella, making a click and splashing sound, bringing a hint of coolness.

Prince Jing is weak and sickly. What important matter requires him to travel in the rain?

Lin Hao was confused and still looked in the direction where Qi Shuo's back disappeared.

"Girl, go back to the house and be careful not to catch a cold." Baozhu walked over.

Lin Hao walked into the house holding an umbrella.

Mrs. Lin was eating some snacks when she saw Lin Hao come in with her umbrella closed. She beckoned her to come sit over and say, "If you want to know something, just send the maid out to ask. It's very cold outside."

Lin Hao's mouth twitched slightly.

Lin looked at the door and said, "I wonder if the bad guy has been caught."

I would have left anyway, but in order to stay one more day to avoid Prince Jing, I couldn't help but care about this matter.

Lin was a straightforward person. As soon as she thought of something, she immediately ordered, "Fang Fei, arrange for someone to investigate and report any movement immediately."

Fangfei took the order and left, leaving the mother and daughter chatting.

It was raining outside, but the house was warm and it was most pleasant to spend time eating tea and snacks.

In the blink of an eye, it became dark.

Fang Fei walked in and brought a piece of news: "Prince Jing has come to Qinglu Temple."

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows.

Prince Jing passed by Qinglu Mountain and returned?

Lin didn't know Qi Shuo had passed by Qinglu Mountain and was shocked, "Prince Jing came to burn incense in the rain?"

She wasn't overthinking it. Could it be that she heard that Ah Hao was here?

Being both the Prince of Wei and the Crown Prince of Jing, Lin suddenly felt very distressed.

"Go and find out which guest room Prince Jing is staying in."

Not long after, Fang Fei inquired back and said, "Prince Jing is staying in the guest room that Prince Wei previously occupied."

After a while, she waved her hand and said, "Tell everyone who follows us to be smart. We will return home early tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Fangfei stepped out.

Lin took a sip of her teacup, her tone slightly dissatisfied, "Prince Jing went out of the city to burn incense in the heavy rain. I wonder if Princess Jing knew about it?"

A troublesome child.

Lin Hao and Lin Chan looked at each other, and they always felt that their mother had an inexplicable concern and resistance to Prince Jing.

Neither daughter responded, so Lin changed the subject. The three of them had a vegetarian meal together, then washed up and rested.

There was still some time before bedtime, so Lin Hao leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through the notebook Baozhu brought from home to pass the time.

There was a sudden noise outside.

Lin Hao put on his coat and pushed the door open.

Lin and Lin Chan also heard the noise and came out.

The mother, daughter and her two children walked to the railing and looked out. They saw lights flickering at the foot of the mountain and crowds of people.

That's where the sound came from.

"We must have found the bad guy." Lin said with certainty as he looked down at the foot of the mountain.

Although he is said to be a bad person, he is actually a pitiful person.

Lin leaned on the railing and sighed.

Pilgrims came out one after another after hearing the noise, and Lin Hao saw Qi Shuo.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Qi Shuo strode over.

"Mrs. Lin, I didn't expect you to be here too." Qi Shuo greeted politely.

Lin smiled reservedly: "It's quite a coincidence."

"I wonder what happened down the mountain?" Qi Shuo looked at the foot of the mountain and started the topic very naturally.

"The prince has just arrived, so I'm afraid he doesn't know what happened at Qinglu Temple yesterday..."

Silently listening to his mother explaining things to Prince Jing, Lin Hao wanted to roll his eyes.

Prince Jing must have seen the yamen runners guarding the intersection when he went up the mountain, so she didn't believe that he was completely unaware of it.

At the foot of the mountain, the fire dragon gradually moved upwards and reached the middle of the mountain.

"Chan'er, Ah Hao, you guys wait here, I'll go take a look."

Lin Chan was helpless: "Mom, let's go together."

Lin glanced at Qi Shuo and nodded: "Okay, let's go and take a look together."

Qi Shuo smiled and walked behind the mother and daughter.

Upon hearing the noise, the wife of the Marquis of Wuning rushed over and asked, "Have you found the beast who harmed my daughter?"

I was originally planning to take my daughter back home this afternoon, but it started raining as soon as we got down the mountain, so I had no choice but to go back.

The wife of Marquis Wuning felt that this trip to Qinglu Temple was extremely unlucky.

Captain Liu's face was solemn: "We haven't found any trace of the criminals yet."

"So what are you doing——"

Captain Liu stepped aside, and two yamen runners put the carrying rack on the ground.

Lying on the shelf was a middle-aged man in a green robe with wide sleeves.

The wife of Marquis Wuning stepped forward to take a closer look, and suddenly her pupils shrank and she stepped back repeatedly.

That was clearly a corpse!

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly open, and there was still an expression of fear and confusion and dried blood on his face.

The onlookers, like the wife of Marquis Wuning, discovered that the middle-aged man was dead and immediately started buzzing about it.

"Another one died!"

"How did this man die?"

Captain Liu told the wife of the Marquis of Wuning, "This man was found in the weeds beside the official road heading north. His throat had been slashed."

The wife of Marquis Wuning said in a trembling voice, "Did that beast do it?"

Wei'er's maid Qinghong had her neck slashed by someone.

Captain Liu nodded slightly. "At the moment, it seems that this person may have seen Ah Hu escaping and killed him to silence him."

"So, that beast escaped?" The wife of Marquis Wuning said with some excitement.

Captain Liu looked a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, Madam Hou. Our people are already tracking him north."

The wife of the Marquis of Wuning was furious. "Don't worry, don't worry, all you can do is say don't worry. With so many people searching over and over again and guarding the exit, you still let a small cloth shop clerk escape. I really don't know what you're doing!"

Listening to the scolding of the wife of Marquis Wuning, Captain Liu did not say a word.

People like them might be called "official" by ordinary people, but they are nothing in front of someone like the wife of Marquis Wuning.

Getting scolded is nothing, but losing your job to make a living is the real tragedy.

The wife of the Marquis of Wuning vented her anger and didn't want to wait any longer: "I hope to hear good news from Captain Liu tomorrow."

As soon as the wife of Marquis Wuning left, the discussion became louder, with some people talking about the brutality of the criminals and some speculating about the identity of the victim.

Captain Liu signaled his men to carry the body away, feeling a great headache.

Judging from this person's appearance, he is clearly a foreigner who is coming to Beijing, so it would be difficult to find out his identity.

Lin Hao's eyes followed the body being carried away, and she didn't even hear Lin calling her.

"Ah Hao." Lin reached out and patted Lin Hao's arm.

Lin Hao came back to his senses, his voice a little erratic: "Mom?"

Mrs. Lin looked at her daughter's dazed look and was a little worried: "Ah Hao, are you scared?"

It was her negligence, as she always thought that her two daughters were not afraid of this like her.

Seeing that Lin Chan looked normal again, Lin felt a little confused again.

She didn't know when this illusion came to her, but she always felt that her youngest daughter was braver than her eldest daughter.

"Let's go back to the house. We'll hurry down the mountain tomorrow morning."

If one person dies every day, which little girl wouldn't be scared?

Lin took Lin Hao's hand and walked back. Lin Hao turned around and looked at Qi Shuo intently.