Before the matter was over, Jinglin had not slept for a long time. Before dawn the next day, they appeared in the streets and alleys. Xi Yan led the way with the lights and stopped at the fork.

"Brother Qianyu left here." The little fox grabbed his ear, "and then disappeared."

"There is a fragrance left here." Cang Ji smelled the cool breeze in the morning, "He also brought Zuo Qingzhou's literary works."

"Brother Qianyu said that it was all important things, and he must carry them closely." Xiyan looked sad, "Now, there are bad guys on the outside, and Brother Qianyu can't use all-in-one spiritual skills. But he believed that Zuo Lang was wronged and must clear Zuo Lang's reputation before he could break himself up."

"He has nothing wrong with it, so why bother to make a decision?" Cang Ji said, "Since he can't get out, he will make a big fuss in the capital. They want to cover up, so I want to figure it out."

"This is true, but Brother Qianyu's tail has been broken and his life is not long." Xi Yan stopped the lantern, his tail slapped the dew and said, "The person who framed Zuolang is a man named Liu Chengde. If you can find him, you may also find Brother Qianyu."

The happy words have come to this point, and the rest cannot help. The little fox bowed a few times and said, "The boss's wife is controlled by the Nine Heavens Realm, and it is not convenient to get into the hands. She is afraid that she will attract some other monks from the drunken mountain, so she asked the two to find Brother Qianyu as soon as possible and take him back to the inn. The boss's wife's nine-tails are in the sky, and is willing to give up one to save him and wake up and forget his previous fate."

"She wants Qianyu to forget Zuo Qingzhou?" Cang Ji's heart was depressed. He said, "Qianyu wants to be with Zuo Qingzhou. This is his thought. Even if Hua Shang thinks about him, he shouldn't let him forget his previous relationship."

"That's true." Xi Yanren sighed and said to Cang Ji, "But if you can't forget, how can Brother Qianyu have a way to survive? He will not want to live alone."

"If you want him to forget," Cang Ji said, "It's better to let him die."

Xiyan didn't understand the meaning. The little fox was confused and thought that there was something more to cherish in this world than living? He grabbed his ears and finally bowed a few more times and went back on his own.

Cang Ji saw Jinglin standing in the morning mist, his hair was slightly wet, and said, "Is it cold?"

Jinglin looked back at him and said, "It's not cold."

Cang Ji felt that Jinglin's current appearance of question and answer was very painful, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances. Jinglin only stared at him, and he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jinglin said: "If you can't forget it, you can't let it go; if you can't let it go, you can't forget it. If you can't let it go, you can't forget it. If you can't stop in the cycle of life and death, Zuo Qing has died during the day, and his soul has returned to the underworld. Calculate the time, I'm afraid that I have entered the cycle of reincarnation. Qian Yu can't forget it, and I can't catch up. This is torture."

"When Zuo Qingzhou forgot him, he forgot Zuo Qingzhou. When he met again, he was like a strange road and no one felt hurt." Cang Ji said, "Do you think this is so good?"

Jinglin stood quietly for a while and said, "Okay."

Cang Ji's heart was stuck and he was staying in this "good" for a while. After a while, he said, "It's boring to be so much."

The wind blew in the fog and it rained a little.

Jinglin held up the umbrella that had taken the way and blocked the raindrops for Cang Ji. He said: "Look at them, they will be less happy and more painful in the future. It will be painful when they think of it, but it will be painful when they dreamed. If Qian Yu was not a stalwart, how could he endure the loneliness of hundreds or even thousands of years in the future? If he doesn't remember it, he can still be more free. This."

The hand holding the umbrella was tightly clamped tightly, and the surface of the umbrella was tilted immediately, blocking Jinglin's retreat. The rain hit the eyebrows and eyes in an instant. Cang Ji's eyes were fierce and fierce. He lowered his head and stared at Jinglin, and even asked Jinglin to take a step back. Unfortunately, this half step was followed by Cang Ji's step. Jinglin hit the stone wall, and the back of his hand was so painful. Cang Ji blocked him, approached him, and asked him in a deep voice.

"Are you Qianyu?"

Jinglin said: "I'm not."

"You are not." Cang Ji held Jinglin's hand tighter and tighter, "Since you are not, why should you care or not? Is it possible for you to take charge of him with Hua Shang? He is now at this age and cannot even make his own life. Well? No one in this world can do such a thing for others. If he doesn't forget, it's his and Zuo Qingzhou's business. It's not something that anyone else can interfere or do, because no one except them is worthy of it."

"The so-called deep love can withstand several reincarnations." Jinglin's eyelashes were poured heavily by the rain. He looked at Cang Ji, "Even if he saw that one of them died on the word "love", he would not be able to reunite for a moment. Since that's the case--"

"Since that's the case," Cang Ji raised his voice, "We shouldn't have forgotten the past for him! Since love is as deep as the sea, we can break his tail and last his life, and we can cut his skin and cramps with his cramps. It's a big deal! Did he not expect it? He was willing." He wiped Jinglin's eyes with his thumb rudely, "What did you tell him to forget? Forgot Zuo Qingzhou? Let me tell you, even if you and Hua Shang really do this, he will not live long. The so-called unforgettable thing is not stopping in memory, but here!"

Cang Ji grabbed Jinglin's hand and smashed it on his chest, and the heart was jumping there. Once it moved into someone, he wanted to make it pretend that nothing happened based on memory alone? It was ridiculous. How could this be possible? How could this be called Cang Jifu?

Jinglin's fingertips touched the fresh hot, which was transmitted to his palms and even to his chest. His eyes were rubbed red by Cang Ji, as if he had been bullied in the rain.

Jinglin's fingertips shrank slightly, and he wanted to escape. But Cang Ji pressed his hand tightly, crossed his five fingers into his fingers, causing his palms to suffer this hot punishment.

"You said Qianyu would not kill Zuo Qingzhou because he loved Zuo Qingzhou. But if you tell him to forget Zuo Qingzhou, it would be like letting him kill Zuo Qingzhou." Cang Ji's shoulders were already wet, and he said viciously, "You are instigating him to kill his beloved, do you understand?"

Jinglin looked at him as if he was stunned for a moment. When Cang Ji saw that his eyes were red and his hair was wet, he endured it and put on the umbrella again.

"You know nothing about the love you said." Cang Ji looked out of the rain, "You'd better call me Master in the future."

Jinglin lowered his head and sneeze.

The fragrance of scripture finally scattered on the street, and with the crushing of carriages, horses and people, it became difficult to distinguish. Cang Ji put his umbrella against the doorpost and watched Jinglin sit under the shed and drink a bowl of ginger tea.

His eyes are still red and he looks pitiful.

Cang Ji gently polished his thumb on the handle of the umbrella, feeling that Jinglin could not bear the slightest gravity, and if he was not careful, he would leave a clear mark on his skin.

Cang Ji felt a little bored and didn't know what was wrong. It seemed that the rainy day disturbed Qian Yu's traces. Anyway, he was not in high spirits. He leaned against the wooden pillar for a moment and stopped looking at Jinglin.

It felt very unpleasant, like a punch on the cotton.

Jinglin was drinking ginger tea, frowned by the ginger smell, and his mouth was filled with the smell of ginger. He swallowed his last bite slowly, put his palm on the edge of the bowl, and offset the temperature he had just felt a little bit by bit into the temperature of ginger tea.

When the body is hot, the body held by the cold will relax.

Jinglin sat for a long time and in his heart, Donglin, Gu Shen, Chu Lun, and Zuo Qingzhou clearly listed one by one, pushed it one by one, and then pushed it back one by one.

There is a god hidden in Kyoto. He may have instructed him to interfere in the trafficking and killed people for this. But the gods and immortals circled around this circle, which was never to be just a moment of pleasure. What temptation does killing mean to the gods? What they often want is the vagueness of life and death, and they pursue the desires that are beyond reach. When the gods and immortals participate in the intercession, they must first pass the review of the Dividing Department. Perhaps a god can do such evil deeds, but not all gods in the sky are fools, and such things will be difficult to see the light, so he hid in the depths and introduced mortals to be chess pieces. In order to protect the chess pieces that committed the crime, he would rather kill Zuo Qingju.

Liu Chengde killed Zuo Qingzhou, and this person appeared in Chu Lun's letter first, and was deeply trusted by Zuo Qingzhou. So did he know early in the morning that Zuo Qingzhou would exchange life with Chu Lun?

If he knew, why would they rather Chu Lun survive than Zuo Qingyu? It was just because Zuo Qingyu's life chart stated that Zuo Qingyu would thoroughly investigate and trafficking cases, capture the chess pieces involved in the case in Beijing, and disrupt the situation of the gods behind it? Is it impossible for Chu Lun? Chu Lun clearly shared the same hatred of Zuo Qingyu and had equal evidence in hand. Besides, Qian Yu was a variable. Since he was inseparable from Zuo Qingyu, he would definitely try to avenge Zuo Qingyu. Since he was able to catch Qianyu, why not kill Qianyu together to eliminate future troubles?

Why?

Too many questions.

Jinglin looked at the marks on the old table and felt that these series of cases were mixed together like messy patterns, as chaotic as a ball of tufts. He was always unbearable without any clues, but it was also unbearable to have too many clues, because many clues were so clear that they seemed to be released for a special trip. They led Jinglin to get closer step by step, surrounding him as he continued to unravel.

Jinglin let go of the tea bowl, and Yu Guang saw a dog demon sniffing Cang Ji's back, describing it as vulgar, very annoying. He looked over with cold eyes, but the dog demon seemed to be missing.

The dog demon sniffed Cang Ji, and Cang Ji raised his hand and pushed him in front of him, saying, "Get out."

The dog demon sniffed constantly and said, "You can't get out! Brother, you are so fragrant."

Cang Ji said, "What, do you have to take a few more bites to taste?"

The dog demon suddenly made a tail-shaped shape and said something to Cang Ji lowered his eyebrows. Cang Ji relaxed his eyebrows, looked at Jinglin, turned his head, and said something to the dog demon.

Jinglin couldn't hear anything, and he added new tea to his tea bowl and sat calmly.

Soon, the stone villain took it out of his sleeve, ran past the human feet and stool legs, lay behind Cang Ji's legs, and poked his head and ears. Just as he heard the dog demon whispering something "good" or "very", it couldn't help but tiptoe and get closer.

Cang Ji grabbed the stone without turning his eyes, held it on his fingertips and shook it, saying, "Are you here to eavesdrop on him?"

The stone swayed his feet and shook his head.

The dog demon's nose twitched and said, "Hey! Brother, you are a rare stone, who is yours?" His back chilled, and the gods turned around. Seeing the cold-faced young master not far away looking at him, he immediately shivered and said, "Then that's the matter."

What's the final say?

When Shitou saw that the dog demon was about to leave, he immediately lost his mind. After hearing this, he was confused. Cang Ji carried it into his sleeve and said, "Let's go, it's time to bully Jinglin."

Jinglin saw Cang Ji sitting down, threw out a few silver beads that were rolling around, and sat on the bench with a big golden knife, and his legs hit his legs.

"I asked to find out where Qianyu is." Cang Ji said, "The news cannot be vain. If you promise me something, I will take you away."

Jinglin said: "This monster in the market has attracted popularity and is even more popular. The news you can buy with gold beads can naturally be bought by others."

Cang Ji pressed his teeth against his teeth and smiled at Jinglin: "You're going to make money."

Jinglin picked up the silver beads and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know, we can act separately."

"You can't even think about splitting up." Cang Ji said, "But I don't care about this matter. Go to his Tongling Ba Ju. I want to take you away, who can control it?"

Jinglin said: "You don't want the copper bell?"

"It's not mine." Cang Ji kicked away the stool that others wanted to sit on the side. "I didn't understand when I left the mountain, but now it seems too lame. If it wants to leave, let it go. You are by my side, it can't run far."

Jinglin had no choice but to say, "What do you want me to promise?"

Cang Ji looked at him: "Tell me, even if you find Qianyu, you won't tell him to forget the past."

"He is not close to me, but I don't have the final say."

"No." Cang Ji's eyes were dark, "I just need to promise you to me, you will not let him forget Zuo Qingzhou."

Jinglin let go of his fingers, Yinzhu rolled along the table, and he said, "Do you want me to promise not to let Qianyu forget Zuo Qingju, or you want me to promise that I will not forget you in the future."

The silver beads rolled off the table and jumped on the ground.

Jinglin turned his head and looked directly at Cang Ji: "You are very persistent in this matter."

Cang Ji was not in a hurry when he was stabbed in the center. He said, "Then tell me."

The raindrops splashed outside the shed, and the passengers passing by became the background of this table.

Jinglin said: "If I die, I will have no soul, and I will not be able to forget or forget."

"I just want you to say it." Cang Ji said, "What do you care about life and death?"

"If I didn't do it."

"That's lying to me." Cang Ji stared at him, "If you lie to me, Jinglin, you will turn into ashes, and I can also make a man and ask you to come back and it will be clean."

Jinglin, a god and a ghost, seemed to have heard a sentence.
Chapter completed!