"Mike. There is also a piece of "Ode to the Peony" at my house. Let's go get it first." Zhen Yuhuan seemed to remember something important. Remind Li Guolou.
"Anita, you can 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. He kept his desire to go home in his heart.
"Humph. Uncle Mute. Go to Baozhi's room. I want to go eat." Zhen Yuhuan opened the front window of the carriage and called to the coachman, Uncle Mute.
Li Guolou lowered his head slumped. He met a clinging woman again. He couldn't get rid of her even if he wanted to. What a rotten love life.
"Anita, don't overdo it. Come back after dinner." Li Guolou ordered. He looked unhappy. He didn't go home for two days and brought back an old woman. The lovers at home should not have a quarrel.
"Humph. You want to drive me away. There's no way." Zhen Yu hugged Li Guolou and acted coquettishly. This man is soft-hearted. She can be tough, but she can also be soft. She will always be disadvantageous when dealing with men.
"Dear Anita, please give me three days. I still need to catch the murderer and avenge your two lovers. Have you forgotten?" Li Guolou knocked on the wooden fish to reassure Zhen Yuhuan. 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. She didn't push people too hard. As for the situation in Li Guolou's family, The virtue of a lover is clear.
Li Guolou breathed a sigh of relief. 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 who used evil tricks could only use magical artistic talents. Win the victory and leave your life in this world.
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 has gone."
"Left hand." "Right hand." "You hid it in your sleeve." Zhen Yuhuan missed eight out of ten guesses. 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 (called Bixi bixi for the sixth son of the dragon). Also known as Baxia), there was an ancient stone tablet carried on it. On it were engraved three words "Sansheng's Nunnery". Li Guolou entered Sansheng's Nunnery alone. He respectfully presented the 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 in the front hall. There is a covered building in the back. They are all made of glazed glass. There are several plum trees planted in the atrium. The branches are full of yellow and pink plum blossoms. The breeze blows and petals are falling. Come down. Under the tree stood a middle-aged Taoist nun with plain clothes and tied hair. The gentle breeze ruffled her Taoist robe and the fly whisk in her hand. She seemed like a fairy isolated from the world.
Li Guolou did not see that the middle-aged Taoist nun had two white eyebrows. He was a little confused and said: "Li Guolou, I would like to meet Master Baimei."
The Taoist nun slowly turned around. There was a hint of loneliness on her extremely beautiful face. She said in an ethereal voice: "Amitabha. Donor Li. The poor nun is Master Baimei. If Donor Li doesn't mind, 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 deep in his bones. His slender eyes were staring at the fly whisk in the hand of the white-browed master, Tang Rouwen.
Li Guolou hesitated slightly. Tang Rouwen, the white-browed master, was obviously not surprised by his appearance. She even seemed to have been waiting for his arrival. She 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. It was refreshing. Li Guolou smelled the aroma carefully. A familiar sweetness made him intoxicated. This Women 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 "Plum Blossoms in Snow and Wind" with the same technique. Li Guolou squinted at it. Draw the protruding petals above. The pink and yellow petals are bright and full. They are scattered in the air and fall on the snow. The plum blossoms on the branches stand tall and tall in the snow.
"Master Baimei has superb painting skills. This painting seems to be alive." Li Guolou turned to look at Master Baimei Tang Rouwen who was sitting on the side and complimented.
"Captain Li, do you also know how to draw?" 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. I have heard about it."
Li Guolou bit the word "lover" very strangely. It was 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 with his eyes, as if he was sitting in meditation without distracting thoughts.
A young nun carried a teapot and entered the study to make tea. The action of pouring water gently 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 teacup and brought it to his mouth, but stopped. He smiled, put the teacup on the coffee table, and said, "Oh, I haven't announced my family status yet. Senior, please forgive me. Li Guolou, Ministry of Punishment I’m just here. I’m here today to pay my respects to my senior. I’m here for “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. It was as if she was telling Li Guolou not to be a villain.
"I don't dare to teach you. I've heard the name of Capt. Li for a long time. What's the matter?" Master Baimei was so nice 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 on the painting "Ode to the Peony" would disappear. He had no clue.
"Master Tai's "Ode to the Peony" is a masterpiece. I greatly admire it. 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 the Buddhism community, you can talk about mysterious things for a whole day. It is better to say less irrelevant things.
"Oh... is that so? Hehehehe." Tang Rouwen, the white-browed master, seemed to have returned to the prosperous days of the past. He smiled like a hero and stared at Li Guolou with sharp eyes like an eagle owl.
"Since Master Tai has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements, why do you want to interfere with ordinary people's affairs? If you offend the people of the Qingping Society, you will be wiped out." Li Guolou blurted out the threatening words. He is an official. He will do anything to catch criminals. As long as he Wait for Master Baimei to fall into the trap.
"Be brave. 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. You go out. There is nothing wrong with you here." Master Baimei gave the order and sent his disciple Ping An away.
"Captain Li, you are quite courageous. You know the past of a poor nun and you still dare to travel to Hushan alone." Master Baimei pushed an unused tea cup on the table in front of Li Guolou. She wanted to save everyone's face. Yes. If you want to hear what she has to say, 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. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, making people salivate. He said hesitantly: "Master, are you willing to tell me something?"
"Hmm..." Master Baimei nodded and gave Li Guolou a satisfactory answer.
"Captain Li, the poor nun is just like your master. He 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 teacup, 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 and covered his throat. His face turned pale.
"Humph. Li Guolou. I want you to understand clearly. The incense in this room is not poisonous. The oil paint on the painting is not poisonous. The fragrant tea you drank is not poisonous either. 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 Qingping Society. I just waited for you to come. Li Guolou, you didn't expect this day. Hahahaha." Master Baimei was so angry that it shook the beams of the house. . The entire study reverberated with long, sharp laughter.
"That's it." Li Guolou hissed 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 will die until you die.
"Hahaha." Master Baimei stood up, glanced at the dead body lying on the ground, and said in a loud voice: "Peace..."
Li Guolou, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Master Baimei's ankles. With both hands, he pushed Master Baimei to the ground and hit Master Baimei in the face with his fist. He defeated the enemy with one move. .
Li Guolou took out his short-barreled musket and pointed it at the little nun Ping An at the door. He said: "Ping An. If you want to be buried with your master, just go one step further. This place has been surrounded. Royal Taoist Temple. I will copy it accurately."
"Donor Li, you have defiled the temple gate." Pingan stood at the door unwillingly and did not dare to step in. He refused 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 not capable of body searches, so they rely on female agents. Get out quickly.
"Cut your fingernails. Check your teeth to see if there are any dentures. Change your clothes. Search underneath... more carefully." When leaving, Li Guolou did not forget to tell the female detective a few words to hurry up. The tea came from his clothes. It flowed out from his sleeve and poured it back into the tea cup. Li Guolou didn't drink the tea at all. The magical transformation made Master Baimei think that he drank the poisonous tea.
"I got it. Long-winded." Gao Yaowun, a Mongolian, scolded Li Guolou in a sweet voice. She was a spy in place of her father. She 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 had jurisdiction over Sansheng Temple. This time she was specially transferred to the team for this operation.
Li Guolou looked at the tied up Ping An. He smiled casually and said, "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 long been elevated to the level of national defense.
Ping An, who was veiled and dressed in casual clothes, lowered his head and left. He disappeared 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. Sooner or later, the Hokage would die in his hands.