On the way back, Li Changqing was also thinking about what the boatman named Xie was.

And a question.

He asked him to help Bailong before, but he said that Bailong had no cause and effect and did not intend to rescue him.

But he saved himself.

Do you have any cause and effect with him?

He shook his head, not understanding these issues for the time being, so he still needs to find a way to find Shen Qingdai as soon as possible, find out the monster organization, and destroy it.

When he returned to the bun shop, it was already dark.

Looking at the shabby bun shop, his eyes were filled with a hint of annoyance. He didn't want to put Li Lin and Li Qingxue in danger because of himself.

When she knocked on the door, Tang Xiaoyu, who had not fallen asleep, ran down from the second floor compartment. She opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Li Changqing shook his head.

Tang Xiaoyu curled her lips and said, "You rarely have such a bad face."

"Where are sisters and Qingxue? Have you already slept?" Li Changqing looked at the stairs.

On the second floor of the bun shop, three rooms came out to use for rest. Tang Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes."

"You go up and rest, I'll take a break downstairs for a little rest, there's something to do tomorrow."

...

The dark street.

Jinghui walked helplessly on the street with the scriptures in her arms. The cold wind gradually swept through her face with a little tiredness. He didn't know where to go.

He walked on the street and grew up in a temple. Although he liked to go out to beg for alms and ask for food on weekdays, he finally had a home.

Now that the master is dead, the temple is destroyed, there is no money on him, and there is not even a place to stay.

He saw a piece of paper on the side of the road with a layer of weeds on it.

Jinghui sat cross-legged and rested.

He leaned against the wall, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his hands were folded. The Buddha still pity me. Even so, he arranged paper and weeds for me, which was at least a little warmer than sleeping directly on the street.

"Where are you doing?"

A reprimanding voice rang.

The homeless man with disheveled hair came from not far away, frowned and said, "I just went to the toilet, why did someone take up the space?"

"Donor, I am a monk..."

The homeless man said, "Don't give me a donor, I'm penniless and can't give you anything, get out of here."

He pushed Jinghui away, lay down cursingly, and covered his body with weeds.

Jinghui slowly stood up and closed her hands: "I'm disturbing."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

In the distance, the girl in a white dress looked at Jinghui quietly, and she frowned and walked forward.

Shen Qingdai whispered: "Master Jinghui, what happened to the temple? I saw a big fire there just not long ago."

Although Shen Qingdai left Tongxin Temple, she lived not far away. When she saw a fire ignited in the temple, she rushed to check it out, but saw the bodies on the ground.

However, Jinghui's body was not found.

So she searched for the nearby streets.

Unexpectedly, she really found it.

"Donor Shen." Jinghui saw Shen Qingdai appear, took a deep breath and said slowly: "My master, senior brother, junior brother, are all dead."

"I have seen it." Shen Qingdai gritted her teeth slightly, she could vaguely guess who did it.

Tongxin Temple has no enemies, let alone such an extermination of the family.

The only possibility is that they want to find themselves.

Jinghui noticed Shen Qingdai's expression strange, and he asked, "Donald Shen knows who did it?"

"Let's stay in my place first." Shen Qingdai saw Jinghui asking, but she didn't dare to say it directly. She was afraid that the monk would run to die.

"If Master Jinghui wants to take revenge, we can only go to the Weird Investigation Bureau for help."

"Li Changqing was able to contact the people from the Thirty-Sixth Bureau."

...

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Changqing was awakened by the busy sound in the kitchen.

He turned around and saw that Li Lin had already gotten up early and started to be busy. She rolled up her sleeves and was talking and laughing with Tang Xiaoyu while making buns and waiting for breakfast.

"You go upstairs and sleep for a while." Li Lin saw Li Changqing wake up at this time and said, "You are sleeping here too cold."

"Sister, no need." Li Changqing waved his hand. He walked into the kitchen and found that Tang Xiaoyu was already quite skilled in making buns and breakfasts.

Tang Xiaoyu was also very happy. The breakfast she made every day could sell a lot of money.

Such a large bag of flour can be sold in a lot of Lang coins.

She is very interested in any matter that can earn money.

Li Changqing was embarrassed to watch Li Lin and Tang Xiaoyu working there, and smiled and said, "Sister, what can I do to help?"

Li Lin was stunned. She didn't expect Li Changqing to take the initiative to ask for help.

This little brat has always been very resistant to the work of the bun shop. Why did he change his mind all of a sudden?

She pointed to the basin and said, "Gently."

"Um."

Tang Xiaoyu skillfully wrapped the buns and said to Li Changqing next to him: "Actually, we won't be a detective in the future, and it's good to open a bun shop. My sister said that after deducting the cost, she can earn 7,000 or 8,000 coins in one month."

"This is a promising prospect." Li Changqing gave Tang Xiaoyu a blank look: "If you really want to open a bun shop, our Tingyuxuan is at least a century-old brand. Then you can open a chain brand and recruit franchisees..."

When Li Lin heard this, she was also very happy. She always felt that her younger brother was not as resistant to opening a bun shop as before.

Li Changqing also noticed Li Lin's expression and quickly stopped the topic.

Now it’s time to use money, and you can just talk about franchise stores or chain brands.

A person must have self-knowledge, but he has no business mind.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly brighter, and Li Qingxue also got up. After breakfast, she carried her schoolbag and hurried to the bus stop to go to school.

Li Changqing and Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help much later, so they took the bus and rushed back to the detective station slowly.

When they arrived at the detective office, the two walked upstairs.

When I got outside the door, I saw two figures standing there.

"Master Jinghui, Shen Qingdai." Li Changqing frowned. How could these two people stay here?

Shen Qingdai smiled faintly on her face and said, "Detective Li, can you talk?"

Li Changqing opened the door of the detective office: "It just so happens that I have something to look for you, please."

After entering the house, Tang Xiaoyu ran to pour tea for the two of them.

"Dant Li has something to come to me? Do you want to talk first, or should I say first?" After sitting down, Shen Qingdai took the tea and smiled at Tang Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you."

"You talk first." Li Changqing spoke slowly.

Shen Qingdai nodded: "After leaving Nanlin, I escaped from my father, and was finally rescued by Master Jinghui's Tongxin Temple..."

Shen Qingdai told the story of the later ruining Tongxin Temple by those monsters last night.
Chapter completed!