After Liu Fuyun's carriage left, the manager of the Qi family immediately followed him quietly. However, Liu Fuyun had been on guard for a long time and took a long way to leave the person, and then went straight to Huguo Temple outside the city.

Fu Shilang is the fourth son of Duke Dingguo. Compared with the three mediocre and incompetent brothers above, his resume in high school, and now he is in a high position in his youth, and is once dubbed as a person who can make the Duke Dingguo's Mansion prosper for decades.

It can be said that the Duke Ding’s Mansion now listens to Duke Ding’s Mansion, but in fact, the person who really has the right to speak is still this Mr. Fu.

It is precisely because of this that the viewer asked him to take things to Mr. Fu to find Mr. Fu, and Liu Fuyun believed that she was indeed capable.

When we arrived at Huguo Temple, it was almost noon. If you want to know where Mr. Fu is, just go and ask the monks in the temple.

"Young Master, Lord Fu is now enjoying flowers in the valley of the back mountain, and the abbot is accompanying him." The servant asked and immediately came over and reported.

"In the back mountain?" Liu Fuyun stopped. Since he was enjoying the flowers with the abbot, he could not disturb their ambition. "Then you should stare first. If Lord Fu comes, come and inform me immediately."

"yes."

Huguo Temple is the largest temple in the capital. In addition, in the beginning of spring, there are many pilgrims coming out to burn incense and worship Buddha. Liu Fuyun held the box, avoided the crowd, and found a secluded place to sit down.

When people are alone, they are prone to think about everything. Just as he stares at the box in a daze, suddenly a couple's conversation comes from next to him.

"Is these Buddhist temples good? I have worshipped more than a dozen temples and have not been pregnant yet." The woman's voice was very impatient.

"What's the use of worshiping these clay men? Why don't we work harder at night?" The man was a little chewy.

"Fuck, fortune teller says we can get pregnant by praying more. We can't get pregnant. We can't get pregnant forever. It's not that you killed too many people before, so the old genius punished me like this."

"I killed too many people? Not to mention that I have been washing my hands for many years. All I killed back then were scum. If I really want to reward merit, I should have given birth to ten or eight."

"You still dare to talk back?"

"Oh, don't pull it, my ears are about to fall off..."

When they turned out from the rockery, Liu Fuyun saw a woman holding a man's ear. The woman was short and fat, and when she took a step, the flesh on her cheeks was trembling; the man was tall and thin, a bit like a bamboo pole.

Liu Fuyun did not eavesdrop on purpose. He stood up and nodded apologetically at them, and took a step back to show his courtesy.

When the woman saw an outsider, she didn't let go, but her eyes quickly shaved Liu Fuyun's face. When they walked over, Liu Fuyun could still hear: "It would be great that our son would be so handsome in the future."

The man struggles to the death in the hands of a woman, "Just like this, just give up. No, do you want to change your husband? Don't even think about it!"

As they gradually moved away, Liu Fuyun subconsciously smiled slightly, but when his eyes touched the box in his hand, the light in his eyes gradually darkened again.

After sitting for about two quarters of an hour, the servant ran back and panted, "Young Master, Lord Fu is back."

Liu Fuyun immediately carried the box and left.

...

As soon as Mr. Fu separated from the abbot, his followers came to his ear and whispered, saying that it was Wuro of the Liu family who asked for a meeting.

Mr. Fu has a good impression of the younger generation of the Liu family. The Fu and Liu families are in-laws, and he is willing to support outstanding younger generations.

"Isn't today a day to release the results?" Fu Shilang said. He specially avoided the city, just not wanting to get involved in some miscellaneous things.

"It's 58th place in the high school for Mr. Liu Wu." The entourage had already inquired about the news.

"Oh?" Mr. Fu was a little surprised. He studied hard for ten years and went to high school. Logically speaking, it should be celebrated. Now Liu Fuyun left so many people to find him. It seems that there is something important.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fu said again: "How long has he been here?"

"I waited for two quarters of an hour."

"Well," Mr. Fu touched his beard and said, "Let him come in."

Most people have no place to sit in the temple, but high-ranking officials will specially arrange separate places in the temple for them to change clothes and rest.

Soon, Liu Fuyun was brought in. As soon as the vegetarian food in the temple was also delivered. Mr. Fu looked at him and asked him to take his seat.

Since the vegetarian food was here, he would not speak or speak. Liu Fuyun accompanied him to eat and did not express his intention immediately. Seeing that he could be so calm, Mr. Fu couldn't help but nod in his heart.

After dinner, Mr. Fu asked the servant to take his daughter down, and he picked up the teacup and said to Liu Fuyun: "Today's report is released, why did you find me if you don't celebrate with your classmates?"

Liu Fuyun was silent for a moment and said, "Sir, I have heard some news about Sanniang."

"Oh?" Mr. Fu stopped fiddling with tea lid's hand and looked at the young man in front of him, "Where is she?"

Although Sanniang died of illness and the eldest brother ignored him, this was his niece. He asked someone to secretly find Sanniang, but there was no reply until today.

Liu Fuyun put the box he brought on the table between the two and said, "I don't know where she is now, but when I went to the water, I met a spectator. The spectator said that as long as I opened this, Sanniang would appear."

Then, he explained everything he saw and encountered in Lishui in detail.

When talking about the jade pendant, Mr. Fu put down the teacup; when he talked about the strange Taoist temple, Mr. Fu did not believe in these things, but his expression became a little more solemn.

"She said she asked you to come to me with this box?" asked Mr. Fu.

"yes."

Mr. Fu looked at the simple tung oil box in front of him, and his eyes were thoughtful. He did not open it immediately, but said, "Now the box has reached my hands, so you can go back first."

"Don't you open it?" Liu Fuyun didn't expect him to let him go and said hurriedly, "There are clues about Sanniang here. Maybe she is hungry and cold somewhere now, and is looking forward to us to find her back."

"I will open it, and I will go to find Sanniang, too." Mr. Fu looked at him and said, "And the most important thing you are now to prepare for the next palace examination."

"But……"

"No, but!" Mr. Fu looked solemn, "Everyone is watching you. Do you have the heart to let them down?"

Liu Fuyun stared at the box for a long time, and finally her eyes turned red. He knew that Mr. Fu didn't want him to be distracted. Or, in Mr. Fu's opinion, Sanniang also...

"Then, I'll say goodbye." He slowly breathed and said with difficulty: "If there is Sanniang's whereabouts, please inform me as soon as possible."

"Go."

After someone sent Liu Fuyun away, Mr. Fu opened the box and saw a ball of broken blood in it. The blood on the clothes was already very old, like rust, and the material was no longer glossy, but from the color and fabric, it can be seen that the owner of the clothes was a wealthy girl.

The moment he saw this dress, Mr. Fu's eyes had already sunk. Although some guess in his heart was gradually fermenting, he was not the kind of person who listened and believed. What he had to see with his own eyes was counting.

"The side," he called his entourage in, "you go to Lishui right now."

Even if Sanniang encounters misfortune, she will die.

At the same time, in Qingsongguan, thousands of miles away, Fu Yao dropped the chess piece in his hand and said to Sanniang: "Fu family, I finally sent someone to pick you up. Are you moved?"
Chapter completed!