ragginovel Chapter 2252 Past Events
Chapter 2252 Past Events
Chapter 2252 Past Events
The stone pavilion in Yanyue Temple was carefully built by the nuns in the temple. Its shape is very unique. The stone pavilion in front of us is exactly the same as that one, even the structural details match.
The only difference is the material. Yanyue Temple uses spiritual materials, while this pavilion uses ordinary stones and wood. However, it can be seen that they are considered precious materials in the mortal world. After being abandoned for many years, the surface is only slightly weathered, but not decayed.
One is far away in the small world, and the other is in the ancient times in the fantasy world. 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, as if it had been abandoned shortly after it was built.
The courtyard where the stone pavilion is located is larger than the houses of the wealthy families nearby. There are small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and towers in the courtyard. The scenery changes with every step, and it is harmonious and natural, forming a sharp contrast with the magnificent houses elsewhere. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, it can be seen that the owner of the courtyard is wealthy and has good taste, which is rare in such a place.
The owner must have put a lot of thought into building this courtyard, I don't know why it was abandoned.
As time went by and as a result of wind and rain, most of the buildings in the courtyard became dilapidated, with houses collapsing and no one having lived there 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 seriously damaged. The roof had completely collapsed, leaving only the frame. Qin Sang stood in front of the door and gently brushed away the dust on the door frame, revealing some long and thin scratches.
These are the marks left by swords and knives!
Qin Sang touched the fine marks with his fingers, his eyes flickering, and urged his spiritual sense to carefully scan the entire courtyard, then turned around and walked out.
Outside the courtyard there is a wide road that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages, which is also overgrown with weeds. Going down this mountain road and passing the bamboo forest, you can see farmland.
As the sky brightened, Qin Sang noticed a shirtless farmer 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.
"Thank you for your courtesy, brother," Qin Sang said with a bow.
"No...don't dare..."
The man was honest and kind, and he hurriedly returned the greeting. Seeing that Qin Sang had a good appearance and temperament, he breathed a sigh of relief. He carefully glanced up the mountain and asked in a low voice, "Sir, did you just come down from up there?"
Qin Sang nodded, "That's right. Last night, I passed by the foot of the mountain and saw a big house in the mountain. I wanted to stay there for a night. Unexpectedly, there was no one in the house. It was already deserted, so I had to spend the night in the dilapidated house."
Hearing Qin Sang say this, the man couldn't help but open his mouth wide, full of admiration, "Young Master, you are so brave!"
Qin Sang was puzzled. "What does the ownerless house have to do with my courage?"
The man cried out, "Sir, you are from another place, right? You don't know, this is a haunted house! You..."
Before he finished speaking, a mountain breeze blew in. The morning breeze was slightly chilly. The man shivered and turned pale. He bowed to the mountain again and again: "No, no, no! I blame you for being too talkative. Grandpa and grandma, please be kind and spare my life!"
As he said this, the man seemed to be afraid of being killed by the wronged spirits, so he picked up his hoe and was about to go down the mountain, not even wanting to work.
Qin Sang had already guessed something, and with a gloomy heart, he followed the man to the road at the foot of the mountain.
There were more and more pedestrians on the road. The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Seeing Qin Sang was still beside him, he kindly advised, "Young Master, please leave quickly! I'm glad nothing happened last night. Don't go into any house in the future!"
Qin Sang pretended to be curious and asked, "May I ask, brother, what happened that year that made you so scared?"
"Oh, you said you..."
The man couldn't refuse, so he looked around carefully and whispered, "Overnight, the whole family was wiped out, even the maids in the mansion were killed... Don't you think it's scary? I heard that many people who went in to watch the excitement the next day were scared crazy on the spot! It's been decades, and no one dared to go up until now. No one dared to mention it..."
Qin Sang continued to ask, but the man refused to say anything.
Seeing this, Qin Sang handed over a piece of silver and said, "To be honest, I have traveled all over the world and like to collect mysterious stories. Please do me a favor. I swear that I will never reveal your identity to anyone."
"This……"
The man couldn't resist the temptation of money after all, and he made up his mind, "Sir, if you want to hear the story, come home with me. My father knows more."
The man's home was on the outskirts of the town. The yard was old but very clean. The woman was busy cooking. An old man was sitting on a recliner to bask in the sun, with two children surrounding him, looking very happy.
"Sir, please come in and sit down. I'll discuss this with my father," the man invited Qin Sang into the house and went out to persuade the old man.
Qin Sang naturally knew what they were saying. He could tell what they were worried about. First, they were afraid of being haunted by wronged spirits. Second, they were afraid of being heard by the murderer and bringing disaster upon themselves. Of course, they were more afraid of the latter.
Money paves the way for success.
The old man was finally persuaded by his son. He pushed the door open and stared at Qin Sang with his cloudy eyes. "Young man, do you want to hear a story?"
"Please take a seat, old man!"
Qin Sang helped the old man sit down and listened attentively.
"I'm old and useless now. Back then, I was very strong and could lift a stone this big in one go!"
The old man gestured, his eyes gleaming with memories, and finally sighed, "When I was young, I was a stonemason, and my skills were pretty good. Those wealthy families competed to hire me to work in their homes."
"Was that courtyard also built by the old man?" Qin Sang asked.
"That's not the case," the old man shook his head, "it's been here since I was a kid. I just built a pavilion for them?"
"The pavilion? The one on the ridge?"
"That's it. Even though it's just a pavilion, it's a grand project! The stones are all made of whole pieces of Boqing stone, and the wood used is a thick agarwood camphor tree, which was specially transported from Dazhang Mansion! The master of the Ning family was very happy to have a daughter in his old age, so he built a pavilion specifically for the little girl. I heard that the design was drawn by the little girl of the Ning family herself, but it should be that the lady wanted to please the master. The little girl is so young, how could she draw it even if she was born smart? Such a beautiful pavilion, such a detailed design, I have only seen it once in my life."
The old man recalled.
"Surname Ning? Miss Ning?"
Qin Sang asked about the time and found that it matched.
The surname "Ning" is also very interesting, I wonder if it's a coincidence. Master Ning sent Liuli here, so he must have left some tricks for her, right? He can't just pin all his hopes on himself?
Is it really Liuli?
Liuli fell into an illusion when she was overcoming her inner demons, and it was impossible for her to regain her consciousness immediately like him, but she only remembered the pavilion.
That pavilion can be seen as a turning point in the relationship between him and Liuli. It is of great significance, and it seems that this is also the case in Liuli's mind.
Before this, Liuli deliberately avoided him and even cut off her hair to seek liberation from Buddhism.
Ever since Qin Sang revealed his feelings to Liuli in the pavilion and was forced to ascend to heaven, Liuli stayed in the lower world and not only looked after Qingyang Temple, but also acquiesced to Yu Fu and others calling her master's wife, which shows that her mind has changed.
Perhaps, Liuli has decided not to worry about whether it is her own heart or the influence of the magic, and has made a certain resolution.
If it weren't for fate that made Liuli lose heart, they might have become Taoist companions.
It is said that inner demons often evoke people's most unforgettable memories. This pavilion appeared in an illusion. If Miss Ning is Liuli, it means that her inner demon is not her master Bingyao, but is related to herself!
Qin Sang felt mixed emotions.
The good news is that since the inner demon is himself, it will undoubtedly be easier for him to help Liuli resolve the inner demon.
What worries me is, where is Liuli now?
"Not long after Master Ning moved in, he became a well-known good man. I don't know which strong man he offended. It would have been fine if he just wanted money, but he also killed an entire family. He will be punished for such a sin sooner or later! Only I dared to say a few words. If you ask others about the Ning family, no one would dare to say anything!" the old man sighed.
Then I listened to the old man talk about some of the Ning family's deeds, but unfortunately there was no key information, and many of them were just hearsay.
However, Qin Sang could see that the old man seemed to know something.
After he repeatedly asked, the old man finally let go, "After that big case happened, a few years later, I was conscripted into the city and worked in the government office. I heard that a great and upright official came and trained the government soldiers. He personally went into the mountains to suppress bandits and killed many bandits. I don't know if there was a murderer who committed the Ning family tragedy, but such a thing never happened again. The government soldiers who followed that great and upright official should still be alive. You can go to the city to ask around. This is all I know. Don't tell others that you heard it from me when you go out."
The elderly’s concerns are understandable. If the murderer is not dead and someone is found investigating the matter, they will also be implicated.
Qin Sang promised not to reveal the secret and left the old man's home. He waited until night when everyone in the town was fast asleep and then used a magic trick to make them voluntarily reveal their memories about the Ning family. He found out that the people in the town knew very little about the Ning family and most of their memories were about the tragedy.
That night, Qin Sang left the town and headed straight for the provincial capital.
The size of the city is dozens of times that of the town, but Qin Sang sensed the aura of immortal cultivators in the government office.
Inside the government office.
A quiet courtyard was specially opened up, and a spiritual array was set up in the courtyard. Except for the chief officer, the officers, soldiers and servants in the government office were completely unaware of it.
A middle-aged monk was practicing in a quiet room. Suddenly, his expression moved, he opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he hurriedly left the quiet room and flew into the sky. "I am Liu Chengping of the Dongliang Sect. I didn't know that you were coming. I am sorry for not welcoming you. I hope you will forgive me."
Liu Chengping was extremely terrified. From his perception, the mysterious man in front of him had an aura as strong as a mountain, and his cultivation might be higher than that of his master.
"How many years have you been here?"
Qin Sang looked at this person. It would be easy to deal with him since there was a cultivator.
"Not long ago, twenty years ago, I was ordered by my master to come here to guard against evil spirits. Now my term is almost up, and I am about to return to the mountain to report," Liu Chengping replied, secretly groaning in his heart, regretting not going back earlier.
"Twenty years? Who was there before you?"
"It's Junior Brother Wen..."
Liu Chengping answered them one by one, and then said, "The alien races are targeting our human race. They are worried that evil spies will infiltrate the human world and cause disasters, so the master began to send disciples down the mountain to guard the four directions. Before that, we rarely set foot in the mortal world, and the master strictly forbade us to show our saintliness in front of others."
Qin Sang calculated silently in his mind. According to Liu Chengping, when the Ning family encountered trouble, there were no immortal cultivators in the city.
Seeing Qin Sang remained silent, Liu Chengping raised his head and asked carefully, "I wonder what's the important matter, Senior? Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"I am investigating a murder case that happened decades ago. The murdered person is an old friend of mine. I have been in seclusion for many years. I just found out after I came out..."
Qin Sang's tone was sad.
Liu Chengping suddenly felt awe in his heart. He did not dare to be negligent and listened carefully to Qin Sang's story.
After learning the whole story, Liu Chengping immediately agreed: "Although we were not here at the time, there should be records in the government office. I will go check it out now! The Ning family moved here from another place, so there must be some clues. One of my senior brothers is in charge of the capital. I will write a letter immediately and ask him to investigate with me!"
He dared not refuse. Even if his master knew about this, he would definitely order them to investigate it thoroughly.
This is the territory of the Dongliang Sect. The relatives and friends of this mysterious master were killed here, and the murderer cannot be found. If he were to vent his anger on the Dongliang Sect, it would be an unprovoked disaster.
"I don't think you dare to lie to me. I will wait for your news here! If it is finally found that the real culprit behind the scenes is a cultivator, no matter who he is, I will never let him off easily! If you, the Dongliang Sect, dare to protect him..."
Qin Sang's tone turned cold.
Feeling Qin Sang's murderous intent, Liu Chengping was shocked. He nodded in agreement, hurried back to the government office to explain, and then left the city.
This trip caused a huge uproar, not only mobilizing the entire country's power, but also affecting the Dongliang Sect.
Qin Sang's purpose was not only to find the murderer, he also had a glimmer of hope that there might be survivors in the Ning Mansion that night.
This is an illusion. If Liuli is killed, she may not be truly dead, but finding her again is like looking for a needle in a haystack. This time, it depends on luck...
Thinking of this, Qin Sang's heart moved. Is it really just luck?
"The way of yin and yang, the way of yin and yang..."
Qin Sang murmured.
The Spring and Autumn Sundial is a treasure of the Yin and Yang. Yuji Mountain has the inheritance of the Yin and Yang, and Liuli happened to be reincarnated near Yuji Mountain.
Looking back, before the illusion broke out, Chunqiu Gui also entered the illusion.
If there hadn't been this accident, Liuli would have been the first to see the moon, and perhaps he would have had a chance to obtain the Yuji Mountain inheritance in advance. So, could the Spring and Autumn Sundial play some role behind the scenes?
Thoughts came to my mind one after another, but none of them could solve the current predicament.
If Miss Ning were still alive, she would definitely return to her hometown someday. It would be best if someone could stay here for her.
Qin Sang stood on the top of Yuji Mountain, frowning in deep thought.
"The one above, how did you get up there? Are you a god?"
There was a shout from below.
Qin Sang lowered his head, looked at the young man hanging on the cliff, and said, "Yes."
"Uh……"
The young man didn't expect Qin Sang to admit it so openly. He was stunned for a moment and asked excitedly, "Are you really a god? Did you fly up there using magic?"
Qin Sang nodded, "If you can climb up, I will teach you this magic."