"Mike, there is another piece of "Ode to the Peony" at my house. Let's go get it first." Zhen Yuhuan seemed to have remembered something important and reminded Li Guolou.
"Anita, keep it, it will be worth thousands of dollars in the future, remember to put it in the sun to dry." Li Guolou was not fooled, and kept his desire to go home in his heart.
"Hmph! Uncle Mute, go to Baozhifang! I want to go to eat." Zhen Yuhuan opened the front window of the carriage and called to Uncle Mute, the carriage driver.
Li Guolou lowered his head slumpedly and met another clinging woman. He couldn't get rid of her even if he wanted to. What a rotten love!
"Anita, don't push yourself too far. Come back after dinner." Li Guolou ordered, with an unhappy look on his face. He didn't go home for two days and brought an old woman back with him. The lovers at home should not have a quarrel.
"Hmph! You want to drive me away, no way!" Zhen Yu hugged Li Guolou and acted coquettishly. This man is soft-hearted. She can be both hard and soft. She can do anything against a man.
"Dear Anita, please give me three days. I still need to catch the murderer. Have you forgotten to avenge your two lovers?" Li Guolou knocked on the wooden fish to make Zhen Yuhuan calm down.
Don't think about random things in your mind.
"Oh, Mike, don't worry, as long as you introduce me to Xiaofang, I can handle any woman who loves money." Zhen Yuhuan relented and did not press too hard. For several people in Li Guolou's family,
The lover's virtue is clear.
Li Guolou breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind flew to Sansheng Temple. That was his arena. For the first time in his life, he had a decisive battle with the Tang Clan who used poison. He had to be careful. The Tang Clan, which used evil tricks, could only use magical artistic talents.
Win the victory and keep your life alive.
Li Guolou took out a French silver coin and said with a smile: "Dear Anita, open your eyes and see clearly where this silver coin went?"
"Left hand!" "Right hand!" "You've hidden it in your sleeve!" Zhen Yuhuan missed eight out of ten guesses, and the silver coins flew in Li Guolou's hand, which was dizzying. Zhen Yuhuan was immersed in the magical game.
Smile so brightly.
Sansheng Nunnery is a secluded place on the west side of the capital city. A Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles is hidden among the vegetation. In front of the Taoist temple lies a huge stone turtle (named Bixi bixi for the sixth son of the dragon).
Also known as Baxia), there was an ancient stone tablet carried on it, with three words "Sansheng's Nunnery" engraved on it. Li Guolou walked into Sansheng's Nunnery alone, respectfully presented incense money and asked to meet Master Baimei.
The interior of the temple is very clean. There is a carved stone dragon on the arch of the front hall and a canopy at the back, both of which are made of glazed glass. There are several plum trees planted in the atrium, and the branches are full of yellow and pink plum blossoms. Wherever the breeze passes, petals are falling.
Come down. Under the tree stood a middle-aged Taoist nun dressed in plain clothes and with her hair tied up. Her Taoist robe and fly whisk in her hand were fluttering in the breeze, as if she were a fairy isolated from the world.
Li Guolou did not see that the middle-aged Taoist nun had two white eyebrows, so he said with some confusion: "Li Guolou, I would like to ask for an interview with Master Baimei."
The Taoist nun slowly turned around, but there was a hint of loneliness on her extremely beautiful face, and she spoke in an ethereal voice: "Amitabha! Donor Li, this poor nun is Master Baimei. If you don't mind, Donor Li, please come into the inner hall and have a cup of tea."
, speak slowly."
"Master, please go first!" Li Guolou's eyes seemed to be looking deep into his bones, his slender eyes staring at the fly whisk in the hand of the white-browed master, Tang Rouwen.
Li Guolou hesitated slightly, and Tang Rouwen, the white-browed master, was obviously not surprised by his appearance. She even seemed to have been waiting for his arrival and even washed away the white dye on her eyebrows.
A wisp of green smoke rose from the incense burner in the hall, spreading a light aroma throughout the room, refreshing the heart and mind. Li Guolou smelled the aroma carefully, and a familiar sweetness made him intoxicated.
A woman can actually make Zixia incense?
With a bit of vigilance in his heart, Li Guolou put his hands behind his back and looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. There was no "Ode to Peonies" on the wall, but there was a painting "Snow and Plum Blossoms" with the same technique. Li Guolou squinted at it
The protruding petals on the painting are pink and yellow. The petals are bright and full, scattered in the air and falling on the snow. The plum blossoms on the branches stand tall and tall in the snow.
"Master Baimei, your painting skills are superb. This painting seems to be alive." Li Guolou turned to look at Master Baimei Tang Rouwen, who was sitting on the side, and complimented him.
"Captain Li, do you also know how to paint?" Master Baimei looked sideways at Li Guolou, with a slight smile on his lips. Even the smile of an extraordinary person has the flavor of a fairy.
"Hahaha!" Li Guolou laughed three times and said, "My lover owns Zhenbaoxuan. There are many paintings by famous artists there. I have heard about them all."
Li Guolou bit the word "lover" very strangely, like a sharp thorn stabbing at the sitting lady with white eyebrows.
Master Baimei didn't seem to hear anything. He still sat like a clock, looking at the illusory world, as if he was sitting in meditation without distracting thoughts.
A young nun carried a teapot and entered the study to make tea. The gentle action of pouring water made Li Guolou more vigilant. The young nun also knew kung fu.
"This is the fragrant tea from Sansheng'an. Please try it, Master Li." Master Baimei handed over a white jade tea cup.
Li Guolou took the tea cup and brought it to his mouth, but stopped. He smiled, put the tea cup on the coffee table, and said, "Oh! I haven't reported my family status yet. Senior, please forgive me." Li Guolou, Ministry of Punishment
I’m just here to pay my respects to my senior today because I’m here for the song “Ode to the Peony”. I wonder if my senior is willing to give me some advice.”
Master Baimei stretched out her jade hand, took the tea cup that Li Guolou had put down in her hand, and drank it all in one gulp, as if to tell Li Guolou not to be a villain.
"I don't dare to teach you. I've heard the name Li Captou for a long time. What's the matter?" Master Baimei was so good that he seemed confused and didn't know what to say. Extraordinary people forget the common things in the world.
"This;;;;;;" Li Guolou didn't know where to start. The poisonous gas in the painting "Ode to the Peony" would disappear. He had no idea.
"I greatly admire Shitai's masterpiece "Ode to the Peony". It is indeed the essence of the Tang Sect. It kills people invisible. As a junior, I can't follow the traces even if I see the way." Li Guolou got straight to the point.
.When practicing Tai Chi with people from Buddhist circles, you can talk about mysterious things for a whole day, but it is better to say less irrelevant things.
"Oh;;;;;;Really? Hehehehe!" Tang Rouwen, the white-browed master, seemed to have returned to the prosperous years of the past, smiling like a hero, looking at Li Guolou with sharp eyes like an eagle owl.
"Since the Master has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements, why should he interfere with ordinary people's affairs? Anyone who offends the Qingping Society will be wiped out." Li Guolou blurted out the threatening words. He was an official and would do anything to catch criminals.
Wait for Master Baimei to fall into the trap.
"Bold! This is a royal temple, there is no room for you to defile it!" The little nun standing aside pointed at Li Guo Tower and scolded in a sweet voice.
"Ping An, please go out. There is nothing wrong with you here." Master Baimei gave an order and sent his disciple Ping An away.
"Captain Li, you are quite courageous. You know the past of a poor nun, and yet you dare to travel to Hushan alone." Master Baimei pushed an unused cup of tea on the table in front of Li Guolou. She wanted to save everyone's face.
Yes, if you want to listen to her talk, you have to drink tea like a distinguished guest.
Li Guolou lowered his head and looked at the tea cup on the table. The fragrant tea was floating in the water, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, making people salivate. He said hesitantly: "Master, are you willing to tell me something?"
"Yeah;;;;;;" Master Baimei nodded and gave Li Guolou a satisfactory answer.
"Captain Li, this poor nun, like your master, once joined the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Only you know this secret in the world." Master Baimei stopped talking and only waited for Li Guolou to enter the game.
"Oh;;;;;;" In desperation, Li Guolou picked up the tea cup, raised his neck and drank half a cup of tea.
"Captain Li, you have to know that people can't help themselves in the world. I only said half a sentence just now. I am still a member of the White Lotus Sect." Master Baimei looked at Li Guolou as if he were looking at a dead person.
"You, you, you, how did you poison me!" Li Guolou slumped on his seat, covering his throat, his face turned pale.
"Hmph! Li Guolou, I want you to understand clearly that the incense in this room is not poisonous, the oil paint on the painting is not poisonous, and the fragrant tea you drank is not poisonous, but these three non-toxic things are mixed together.
It's a poison that even the King of Heaven can't save. I didn't kill people for the people of Qingping Society, but I just waited for you to come. Li Guolou, you didn't expect this day. Hahahaha!" Master Baimei was so angry that the beams of the house shook.
, the whole study reverberated with long and sharp laughter.
"That's it!" Li Guolou screamed at the top of his lungs and struggled to stand up. His hands went limp and he fell to the ground. Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't know whose hands you died until you die.
"Hahaha!" Master Baimei stood up, glanced at the dead body lying on the ground, and said loudly: "Peace;;;;;;"
Li Guolou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Master Baimei's ankles. With both hands, he knocked Master Baimei to the ground and hit Master Baimei in the face with his fist, defeating the enemy with one move.
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Li Guolou took out his short-barreled musket and pointed it at the little nun Ping An at the door, and said: "Ping An, if you want to be buried with your master, just go one step further. This place is already surrounded. Royal Taoist Temple, I will copy it accurately."
"Donor Li! You have defiled the temple door!" Pingan stood at the door unwillingly and did not dare to step in, refusing to admit defeat.
"Aren't there still us?" Four female pilgrims appeared out of nowhere, each holding a short-barreled musket. The Criminal Department has female agents to deal with some female criminals. Men are unable to search, so they rely on female agents.
Get out quickly.
"Cut off your fingernails, check your teeth to see if there are any dentures, change your clothes, and search your lower body more carefully." When leaving, Li Guolou did not forget to tell the female detective a few words to hurry up and ask for tea from his clothes.
It flowed out from his sleeve and was poured back into the teacup. Li Guolou didn't drink the tea at all. The magical transformation of his body made Master Baimei think that he drank the poisonous tea.
"Got it! What a waste!" Gao Yao Wuyun, a Mongolian, scolded Li Guolou in a sweet voice. She was a spy who replaced her father and was a master of eavesdropping. Her tracking skills were slightly inferior to those of her father, Qingertai.
She was originally working in the town outside the city that governs Sansheng Temple, but this time she was specially transferred to the team for this operation.
Li Guolou looked at the tied up Ping An and smiled casually: "Ping An, do you want to live?"
Groups of troops appeared in the bustling Sansheng Temple. They were the troops of the Nine Admirals. Baimei Shitai poisoned and killed the Eight Banners Guard Commander You Gaoming of the Ministry of War. The situation had already been raised to the level of national defense.
Ping An, who was veiled and dressed in casual clothes, bowed his head and left, disappearing into the vast sea of people. Li Guolou looked at the confession of Ping An in his hand with a smile. He would plant countless nails in the White Lotus Sect, and the Hokage would die in his hands sooner or later.