I want my will to be the will of the Buddha.

The final result will surely be as I wish.

These two sentences are too domineering.

When the little monk Le Nian heard Heng Yu's words, his face turned red: "Is this how Hehuan Sect teaches his disciples?"

Understand and pointed out: "Lord Luo just now had no intention of offending the Buddha."

He looked at Heng Yu again and praised Ping He: "Lord Luo is good at eloquence and ambition."

In fact, the conversation just now was a debate between two people who pursued different avenues.

The Tao that the young master of Hehuan Sect should be the way of freedom and transcendence.

Heng Yu looked serious: "The great way is three thousand. No matter which way you go, you can live forever when you reach the extreme. Therefore, I respect the Buddhist path and understand the Tao of my senior brother."

"But I respect, I understand, and I will still say: Your path may not be able to be successful now."

After thinking about it, the corner of his lips suddenly pursed.

The faint smile was like a little ripples caused by a dragonfly flying across the lake.

At this moment, the Buddha nature in his body faded a lot and became a little more realistic.

Seeing this smile, Heng Yu's eyebrows and eyes softened.

——When people see beautiful things, they can’t help feeling comfortable.

Zhiju said: "The future is long, and I hope that the Lord of Luo River can prove it to me. If I am really wrong, I will repay you with this kindness of the Lord of Luo River in the future."

Heng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is this sentence intentional or unintentional?

If he was interested, was he indulging her to get close to him?

Thinking of this, Heng Yu felt a little more tempted.

She curled the corners of her lips and walked closer to her two steps in the rain.

She stopped until there was only half a step away from the two.

She raised her face and stared at him tightly.

"The future is long? The Buddha's son originally hopes that there will be a future between you and me."

"What is the reward from the Buddha's son? If I ask you to give me my body, can you betray the Buddhist path for me?"

I realized that I lowered my eyes and said nothing.

Heng Yu's smile deepened.

She took two steps back, held up the oil-paper umbrella and walked forward, and at the same time she activated her spiritual power to dry the Taoist robe on her body.

After walking a few steps, Heng Yu turned halfway and looked at Zai Wuhe, stunned Nian, with a faint smile: "What are you still standing there? Let's hurry to the Zhao family."

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The further you go, the more dilapidated the house becomes.

The place where Zhao Fan lives is almost at the end of the alley.

Heng Yu held the umbrella, walked to the old wooden door, and knocked on the door a few times.

"Here you come." An old man's voice came from inside, followed by a shocking cough.

After waiting for a while, the gray-haired old man dragged half of his injured leg to open the door.

Seeing Heng Yu and the other two, the old man was stunned for a moment: "This girl and two masters, what you are here..."

Heng Yu said straight to the point: "Old man, is this Zhao Fan's home? We want to find him."

"So it's coming to find Afan." When talking about his son, the old man relaxed a little.

"Afan just went out and has not come back until now

Just as he finished speaking, the old man looked into the alley through the gap, saw the familiar figure walking in the rain, and shouted happily: "Afan, you are back home. This girl and the two masters have something to look for you."

Zhao Fan was walking with a lot of worries and didn't notice three people standing in front of his house.

It was not until Zhao Fan heard his father's familiar voice that he suddenly looked up.

When he saw the realization of wearing a blue shirt, his face turned pale.

Soon, Zhao Fan calmed down. He wiped the rain from his face: "What's the point of looking for me, Fairy and the two masters?"

Heng Yu said: "We want to investigate the murder case of Li's family."

Zhao Fan's handsome and upright face was a little more confused: "Why do you come to find me when investigating the murder case of the Li family? You must know that I have a relative or a wealthy family like the Li family, and I don't have too much contact on weekdays. In addition, I am just a mortal, at most I have a little more strength. How could I sneak into the Li family and kill Li Jia?"

Exploring evil spirits requires special exercises, which are difficult to learn. Even in Buddhism, there are not many people who have learned this exercise.

Among the people present now, only I realized that this Buddhist son must have learned the Exploration technique.

Heng Yu turned his head and looked at Yu. He saw his eyes closed and his lips were chanting Buddhist scriptures lightly, and his right hand kept fiddling with the Buddhist beads. The black Buddhist beads were flashing with a faint spiritual power, and it should be urging the martial arts to explore Zhao Fan.

Heng Yu did not disturb him and refuted Zhao Fan's words: "The person who has been eroded in his heart will turn into evil demons. At this time, it is not difficult to sneak into Li's mansion and kill a man of the third level of Qi Refining."

"Is the fairy suspicious of me?" Zhao Fan said.

"Fairy!?" The one who exclaimed was Zhao Fan's father.

Heng Yu has been carefully observing Zhao Fan's micro-expression.

After she said that just now, a hint of panic flashed across Zhao Fan's face, and then the panic turned into a faint worry, but soon, he calmed down and pursed the corners of his lips tightly.

It is understandable to panic, but worrying about this emotion is worthy of fun.

Heng Yu chuckled: "If it weren't for you, then it was Man Xueer."

When talking about Man Xueer, Zhao Fan's face became even more worried.

His calloused hands were tightly closed, his nails were trapped in the flesh of his palm, and he used the pain to restore the Qingming Festival: "It's impossible that it was her, Xue... Mrs. Li didn't even dare to kill a chicken, so how could she make up her mind to kill someone?"

After these sentences continue to test, judging from Zhao Fan's reaction, Heng Yu can already draw a positive conclusion in his heart.

She sent a message to the nearby Li Wu: "Senior Brother Li Wu doesn't need to investigate anymore. The person who killed Li Jia was not Zhao Fan. Let's go to Li's mansion to see Man Xueer."

It takes a lot of energy to activate the technique of detecting evil demons.

Realizing that he had already run his skills halfway, he heard Heng Yu's voice transmission, silently stopped fiddling with the rosary, opened his eyes and looked at Heng Yu, with a little confused in his eyes.

"I want to know how the Luo Master came to this conclusion."

Heng Yu smiled: "Senior Brother Huo can only detect whether a person has become an evil demon. I have never learned the martial arts, so my judgment is based on seeing through the falsehood and seeing through the human heart."

She has been in the Time and Space Administration for so many years and has seen all kinds of people.

The biggest gain that those days brought her was probably to gradually see through people's hearts.

However, people's hearts are unpredictable, and she can't see through it every time, but Zhao Fan is really too obvious. This person is not a person who can act and disguise himself.

After realizing it, he was silent for a moment and asked her: "What does it feel like to see through people's hearts?"

Heng Yu reopened the oil paper umbrella: "When you can see through people's hearts, you will know."

She walked down the steps, smiled politely at the old man, and walked over to the direction where Li's mansion was.

A quarter of an hour later, Heng Yu walked to the gate of Li's mansion full of white banners.

The coffin had been carried in, only the wet yellow fragrant papers on the ground proved that I had just experienced a grand ritual of salvation here.

Heng Yu raised his hand and went forward and knocked on the door a few times.

No one answered.

She knocked on it for a few more times, and after waiting for a while, the doorman came to open the door.

The concierge was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He poked half of his body out from behind the door: "What's the point of this fairy?"

At this time, it was obviously still useful to the monks of Wuding Sect.

The concierge was still a little alert at first, but after seeing the realization behind Heng Yu, he immediately relaxed his expression and asked them warmly what was wrong with them.

Heng Yu said: "We want to go into the mansion and find clues about the evil demons."

The concierge went over to report the matter, and then led Heng Yu and his men into the mourning hall.

There was a coffin in the mourning hall, and the young man in the mourning clothes was lying in the coffin. His face was pale, and there was a huge blood hole in his chest and stomach. Just looking at these two wounds, you could guess what kind of pain he had experienced before his death.

Li Jia's parents were tired of crying at this time, and were supported by a maid to come over to Hengyu. After enlightenment, the others said hello.

Man Xueer was still wearing the mourning uniform that was completely wet by the rain, and she knelt silently in the corner of the mourning hall crying.

Heng Yu whispered: "Why didn't Mrs. Li change into clean filial piety clothes?"

When talking about Man Xueer, Mrs. Li's face looked a little bad: "My daughter-in-law is clumsy all day long. She forgot to change her clothes after being wet in the rain. There are so many things in the mourning hall, and no one noticed her." She waved her hand and signaled her maid to take Man Xueer to the backyard to change clothes.

When the maid went over to help Man Xueer up, there was no respect on her face.

Their reaction once again confirmed Heng Yu's previous judgment - Man Xueer is indeed very unpopular in Li's mansion.

"No need to be so troublesome." Heng Yu said.
To be continued...