The murder case of Cailian Manor was solved.
Wang Heigou asked an officer to write everything down and report it to Dali Temple. It seemed that the truth of the case was revealed by Wang Heigou after he and his officers ambushed Cailian Manor for three days and three nights. And from Guo Kun’s words and actions, By extrapolation, the long-hidden murder of the six-fingered man was finally discovered.
Guo Dafu, being frightened by it all, lay down in bed with a high fever for several days.
Guo Fu was such a filial and caring son that he took all of Guo Dafu’s favorite poems and pieces of writing from many noble scholars, sat beside his father’s bed, and read them to him. Guo Dafu had always tried his best to teach his son to appreciate masterpieces such as poems.
That day, when he was talking about acrostic poems, Guo Fu suddenly came across the poem that Li Lianhua had gifted them when he first arrived at Calian.
“Huh?” Guo Fu said blankly as he read the poem, “Guo… Is… a… Melon?
Guo Dafu asked blankly, “What did you say?”
Guo Fu put down the poem and said to Guo Dafu seriously, “This is an acrostic poem.”
Guo Dafu read the poem aloud, “Guo… is… Guo… is… a… fool.”
Suddenly he fell back on the bed and suffered from a high fever for three more days. After that, Guo Dafu’s interest in the poetry of noble people dropped by half, but his medicinal business became more and more successful.
The rest is a story for later. After Li Lianhua lived in Cailian Manor for three days, he finally returned to Xueyu Town on the fourth day to find the house that he had worked so hard to pull with an oxcart.
He sighed. He really missed his turtle shell after not seeing it for so many days. He wondered if all of the doors and windows were still intact.
When Li Lianhua got to the door of the lotus house with auspicious patterns, he suddenly found that the outside was surprisingly clean and tidy. Even the missing piece of wood paneling had been carefully carved with patterns and repaired by hand. He thought for a while, straightened his clothes, walked up to the door politely, and knocked with a smile.
“Is the master at home?”
The door opened with a creak, and an old monk with a kind face wearing gray robes stood at the door. He clasped his hands around Li Lianhua’s hands and said, “Greetings, I am Puhui. I have been waiting for Noble Physician Li for a long time.”
Li Lianhua responded with an elegant and steady smile, “Master Puhui.”
Although Monk Puhui had a kind smile on his face, he could not hide his anxious look, “Noble Physician Li is very skilled in medicine. The abbot of our temple often gets seriously ill, and all the doctors we have hired are helpless. The situation is serious now. Can you please come to my temple and save a life?”
Li Lianhua glanced at the seemingly brand-new Lotus House and sighed, “Of course… what is your temple’s name?”
Monk Puhui folded his hands deeply and said, “Pudu Temple.”
Li Lianhua’s expression changed slightly. He touched his cheek, smiled bitterly, and murmured, “Pudu Temple…”
Temple…”
“Noble Physician Li?”
Li Lianhua raised his head and smiled gently, “Surely, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. As long as Master Puhui has two cows, we can set off immediately.”
Monk Puhui was stunned, “Two cows?”
Li Lianhua pointed to the lotus house with auspicious patterns, a serious look on his face, “This place is unlucky. Excuse me, excuse me.”
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Mysterious Lotus Casebook
FantasiaTen years ago, Li Xiang Yi, the master of the Sigu Sect, dominated with his superior swordsmanship and was a symbol of light in the martial arts world. However, he suddenly disappeared along with Di Fei Sheng, the leader of the Jinyuan Alliance, aft...