Chapter 2252 Past Events

The stone pavilion in Biyue Temple was carefully built by the nuns in the nunnery. It has a very special shape. The stone pavilion in front of you is exactly the same as that one, and even the details of the structure match.

The only difference is the material. Biyue'an uses spiritual materials, while this pavilion uses ordinary stone and wood. But it can also be seen that they are considered precious materials in the mortal world. After being abandoned for many years, the surface has only been slightly weathered and has not decayed.

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In an ancient world far away in a small world, in an illusion, could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Upon closer inspection, Qin Sang noticed that there were not many signs of wear and tear in the pavilion. It seemed that it had been abandoned soon after it was built.

The courtyard where the stone pavilion is located is larger than the houses of nearby wealthy families. There are small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard. The scenery changes as you move, and it is harmonious and natural. It is in sharp contrast with the magnificent houses elsewhere. Although it has been abandoned for a long time

, it can also be seen that the owner of the courtyard has strong financial resources and good taste, which is even more rare in a place like this.

The owner must have put a lot of thought into building this courtyard, but it was abandoned for some unknown reason.

As time goes by, wind and rain blow, most of the buildings in the courtyard are dilapidated, houses collapsed, and they have been depopulated for a long time.

From these ruins, Qin Sang discovered some unusual details, and his figure flashed to the main hall of the courtyard.

The main hall was the most severely damaged. The roof collapsed completely, leaving almost only the frame. Qin Sang stood in front of the door and gently brushed away the dust on the door frame, revealing some slender scratches.

These are the marks left by the sword!

Qin Sang touched the fine marks with his fingers, his eyes flickered, and he urged his consciousness to scan the entire courtyard carefully, then turned back and walked outside.

There is a wide road outside the courtyard that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages. It is also overgrown with weeds. If you go down this mountain road and turn through the bamboo forest, you can see patches of farmland.

The sky was bright and Qin Sang noticed a shirtless farm man working in the fields, the morning sun shining on his bronze skin.

When Qin Sang reached the edge of the field, the man noticed him and was startled.

"This brother is so polite," Qin Sang said with cupped hands.

"No...don't dare..."

The man had a simple and honest nature and hurriedly returned the courtesy. Seeing Qin Sang's appearance and temperament, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked carefully at the mountain and asked in a low voice: "Master, have you just come down from above?"

Qin Sang nodded, "That's right. I passed by the foot of the mountain last night and saw a big house in the mountain. I wanted to stay for a night. Unexpectedly, there was no one in the house and it was abandoned, so I had to spend the night in a broken house."

Hearing what Qin Sang said, the man couldn't help but open his mouth wide with admiration, "Young Master is so brave!"

Qin Sang wondered, "What does a deserted house without an owner have to do with my courage?"

The man said "Ouch", "Young master, are you a foreigner? You don't know, this is a big haunted house! You..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the morning breeze was slightly cold. The man shuddered, his face turned pale, and he raised his hands to the mountain: "I can't say it! I can't say it! You are so talkative. Grandpa and grandma are doing well, forgive me.

A small life!"

As he said this, the man seemed to be afraid of being killed by an unjust ghost, so he picked up the hoe and started to go down the mountain without even doing any work.

Qin Sang could already guess a few things, and her heart sank slightly as she followed the man to the road at the foot of the mountain.

There were gradually more pedestrians on the road. The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Seeing that Qin Sang was still beside him, he kindly advised, "Young master, please leave quickly! As long as nothing happened last night, don't go into any house in the future!"

Qin Sang pretended to be curious and said, "May I ask my brother, what happened back then made me so afraid?"

"Oh, you said you..."

The man couldn't resist, so he carefully looked around and said in a low voice: "Overnight, the whole family was wiped out, including the maids in the house... Do you think it's scary? I heard that the next day

Several people who went in to watch the fun were frightened and went crazy on the spot! It has been decades, and no one dares to go up there, and even everyone dare not mention it..."

Qin Sang continued to ask, but the man didn't want to say anything anymore.

Seeing this, Qin Sang handed over a piece of silver and said, "To be honest with you, brother, I have traveled far and wide and like to collect mysterious stories. Please make it convenient for me. I swear that I will never reveal your identity to the outside world."

"this……"

After all, the man couldn't resist the temptation of money, and he was heartbroken, "Young master, if you want to hear a story, just come home with me. My father knows better."

The man's home is on the outskirts of the town. The yard is old but very clean. The woman is busy making food. An old man is sitting on a recliner to warm himself. Two children are sitting around his knees, enjoying themselves happily.

"Sir, go in and sit down. I will discuss it with my father." The man invited Qin Sang into the house and went out to persuade the old man.

Naturally, their words could not be hidden from Qin Sang's ears, and one could hear what they were worried about. Firstly, they were afraid of being haunted by the ghosts of the dead, and secondly, they were afraid that the murderer would hear them and cause disaster. Of course, they were even more afraid of the latter.

Money opens the way and everything goes wrong.

The old man was finally persuaded by his son. He opened the door and came in. His cloudy eyes stared at Qin Sang, "Young people want to hear a story?"

"Old man, please take a seat!"

Qin Sang helped the old man sit down and listened attentively.

"I'm old and no longer useful. I think back then, my little old man was so strong that he could pick up such a big stone in one go!"

The old man gestured for a while, with memories flashing in his eyes, and finally sighed quietly, "When I was young, I was a stonemason, and my craftsmanship was pretty good. Those wealthy families were vying to hire me to do work at home."

"That courtyard was also built by an old man?" Qin Sang asked.

"That's not true," the old man shook his head, "I had them when I was a kid, and I just built a pavilion for them?"

"The pavilion? Is it the one on the ridge?"

"That's it. Even though it's just a pavilion, it's a big deal! The stones are all made of solid bluestone, and the wood is made of agarwood camphor as thick as a bowl, specially transported from Dazhang Mansion! The Ning family is very happy to have a daughter in old age.

Come on, there's a pavilion specially built for that little lady.

Son. I heard that the young lady of the Ning family drew the pattern herself, but it should be that the madam wanted to please the master. How old is the young lady? Even if she is born smart, how could she possibly draw it? Such a beautiful pavilion and such a detailed pattern, I

I’ve seen that once in my life.”

The old man recalled.

"Ning? Miss Ning's family?"

Qin Sang asked about the time and found that it matched.

The surname "Ning" also has a lot of meaning. I wonder if it's a coincidence. If Ning Zhenren sent Liuli in, he would definitely have some backup plans for her. You can't put all your hopes on yourself?

Is it really Liuli?

Liuli fell into an illusion when she was trying to overcome her demons. She could not regain her original sanity immediately like him, but she could only remember the pavilion.

That pavilion can be regarded as a turning point in the relationship between him and Liuli. It is of great significance, and it seems that it is also so in Liuli's mind.

Before that, Liuli deliberately avoided him and even cut off her black hair to seek relief from Buddhism.

Ever since Qin Sang revealed her feelings to Liuli in the pavilion and was forced to ascend, Liuli stayed in the lower realm. Not only did she take care of Qingyang Temple, but she also acquiesced to the title of Master Wife of Yuaxe and others, which shows that her mind has changed.

Perhaps, Liuli has decided not to worry about whether it is her true intention or whether it is influenced by the magic power, and has made a certain determination.

If luck hadn't caused Liuli to become disheartened, they might have become a Taoist couple.

It is said that inner demons often evoke people's most unforgettable memories. This pavilion appears in the illusion. If Miss Ning's family is Liuli, it means that her inner demons are not her master Bingyao, but are related to herself!

Qin Sang had mixed feelings.

Fortunately, since the demon in her heart is her, it will undoubtedly be easier for her to help Liuli resolve her demons.

What worries me is, where is Liuli now?

"Not long after Mr. Ning moved here, he became a well-known good man. He offended some strong man. He just wanted money, but he also killed the whole family. Such a crime will be punished sooner or later! That is to say, this little old man dares to

If you talk too much, if you ask others about the Ning family, no one will dare to talk!" the old man sighed.

Later, I heard the old man tell some stories about the Ning family, but unfortunately there was no key information, and a lot of it was just hearsay.

However, Qin Sang could tell that the old man seemed to know something else.

After he repeatedly asked, the old man finally relented, "A few years after that big case happened, the young man was recruited into the city to work in the government office. I heard that a great master Qingtian came to practice the government office.

Soldiers, personally went into the mountains to suppress bandits and killed many bandits. I wonder if they have done anything to make peace.

The murderer of the family tragedy, but this kind of thing has never happened again. The soldiers who followed the master Qingtian at that time should still be alive. You can go to the city to ask about it. The young man only knows so much. The master will go out for a thousand

Don’t say you heard it from me.”

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The old man's worries are understandable. If the murderer is not dead and someone is found to be investigating the matter, they will also be implicated.

Qin Sang promised not to leak it and left the old man's home. At night, when everyone in the town fell asleep, he used a magic trick to make them voluntarily reveal their memories related to the Ning family.

I know very little about my family, and most of my memories are related to that tragedy.

That night, Qin Sang left the town and went straight to Fucheng.

The size of Fucheng is dozens of times that of the town, but Qin Sang sensed the aura of the immortal cultivator in Fucheng.

Inside the government office.

A quiet courtyard was specially opened, and there was a spiritual formation in the courtyard. Except for the chief official, the officers, soldiers and servants in the government office were completely unaware of it.

A middle-aged monk was practicing in the quiet room. Suddenly his expression changed, he opened his eyes, flashed with surprise, and hurriedly left the quiet room and flew to the sky.

Senior, please forgive me."

Liu Chengping was horrified. According to his induction, the aura of the mysterious man in front of him was as strong as a mountain, and his cultivation level might be higher than that of his master.

"How many years have you been sitting here?"
To be continued...