The system jumped to me

Chapter 621 Lotus Building CP Li Lianhua

Inn

"Mother, can we tell Father about going to Chunyi Pavilion today?"

"You can talk about it, but not about that stranger. He was just a passerby; there's no need to say anything about him."

Not just a nod.

"Alright then, Mom, I'm sleepy. Let's finish this sesame seed cake and go to sleep!"

"Okay, don't forget to wash up, and take good care of your teeth."

Hua Xiaozhou noticed that the baby teeth, which were not very white, were starting to loosen, and added.

"understood!"

The fox spirit lay between the two men, pressing her paws against the sesame seed cake, eating with relish, completely oblivious to what her masters were saying.

Lingshan Sect

After finally finishing a play, Li Lianhua went to Wang Qingshan's lover's house that very night to set a trap. By the time she finished everything, it was almost dawn. There probably wouldn't be enough time to go back to the inn, so Li Lianhua didn't go back and slept in the guest room arranged by the Lingshan Sect.

"This Lingshan Sect isn't that rich, is it? The room is so cold, the blankets aren't soft enough, and there's not even any incense. How am I supposed to sleep here!"

Li Lianhua pulled the pillow off her head and hugged it to her chest, only then did she feel less empty, but after a while...

Why is this pillow so hard?

She tossed and turned until dawn, and finally, Li Lianhua was about to fall asleep.

The next day

The group returned to the high platform, and Li Lianhua handed over a piece of paper with the correct surname written on it to Pu Erhuang.

The five children each wrote down the surname that Master Wang had told them in a dream the previous night.

After they finished writing, Park Er-hwang went to open each of the boys' papers one by one, and in the end, only Wang-fu's paper had the correct answer.

Wang Fu looked flustered; he clearly hadn't written a single word.

Upon seeing this, Li Lianhua finally identified the murderer.

In the short time available, only Pu Erhuang, who was tasked with displaying the paper in the boy's tray, had the time and opportunity to take action.

Park Er-hwang, however, continued to refute without changing his expression.

Li Lianhua also directly stated that there was only the character "He" on the paper last night. The other children had all written "He" because they had secretly read it, but Wangfu, who had nothing written on him, had a piece of paper with the compound surname "He Lan" written on it.

“Most people would guess that the character ‘He’ is ‘He’ if they saw half of the character ‘Jia’. But Wang Qingshan’s lover is named He Lanyan. Only someone who knows Wang Qingshan’s plan and took the opportunity to kill him would know this. You agree, right, Butler Park?”

The eldest disciple of the Lingshan Sect walked over, grabbed Pu Erhuang's wrist, and saw that there was indeed a piece of white paper hidden in his sleeve.

"This... but the sect leader transformed into his golden form right in front of everyone!"

Li Lianhua revealed the truth, and then Fang Duobing appeared. He shouted and ordered his maid Li'er to move the glass mirror hanging on the pavilion behind the high platform. Warm rays of the setting sun refracted through the glass mirror, which was covered with gold powder, onto the golden statue on the high platform, creating the illusion that a living person had been transformed into a golden body. Then, while everyone was in awe and bowing to say goodbye, he activated the mechanism under the seat and quickly replaced it with a real golden body. Afterwards, he applied gold leaf to Wang Qingshan to make it look like he had been transformed into a golden body.

"It's a pity that Wang Qingshan misjudged people. The steward he trusted not only failed to wake him up on time, but also took the opportunity to cut off his life with a palm strike. Now, the Five Poison Palm imprint is still on his back. Isn't that right, Wang Fu's father, or perhaps—Xin Lei?"

The Lingshan Sect members were immediately shocked.

"Xin Lei, Five Poison Palm, Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance!"

"It's the Thunderclap Hand from the Golden Mandarin Alliance!"

"There is indeed a palm print on the back of the sect leader!" the disciple who had run to check the golden body shouted hurriedly.

Park Er-huang's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.

"It's all nonsense on his part. What evidence do you have?"