After visiting Bai Hua, I went to find Wu Yuan to understand the situation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 According to Wu Yuan, Bai Hua was found in the narrow alley behind his daughter's temple, and he was already unconscious when he found it.

He also showed me two things, a dagger with a wolf's head and a severed finger. This wolf-headed dagger is a relic of the grandfather of the sour jujube, and after the old man left, the sour jujube has been carried with him as a treasure. As for the fingers, they didn't look like a little girl's with rough skin and thick flesh, but I was relieved.

I asked Wu Yuan to send someone to take me to the scene of the crime, there are several abandoned houses behind the daughter's temple, the alley is near the abandoned house, the location is indeed secret, even in the daytime, few people pass by.

There were large patches of dried blood on the ground, and there were scattered droplets of blood. I guess that when someone wanted to be bad for Suan Zao and Bai Hua, Suan Zao resisted with a dagger, and also cut off the index finger of a murderer.

The murderer killed Bai Hua, but the sour jujube was nowhere to be found, and the biggest possibility was that it was robbed by the perpetrator. But why did the murderer go to such great lengths to rob such a lonely little girl? What do these people like about sour dates?

For some reason, the vicious look in Bai Jixian's family when they looked at me suddenly appeared in my mind. By the way, they have enough motives to commit crimes. They're going to use sour dates against me.

With this in mind, I hurried back to the first village.

After getting out of the carriage, I looked up to meet the dazzling light of the rising sun. There was a dizziness in front of my eyes, and my vision suddenly became very blurry, so I subconsciously turned my head and blocked it with my hands.

After my vision was restored, there was suddenly a seven or eight-year-old beggar in front of me. Unkempt hair, dirt on his face, tattered clothes full of patches, empty places on his two front teeth on one mouth, and talking like a leaky air.

He stared at me with black and white eyes and asked, "Are you white jade?"

I'm here to deliver a letter!

"I'm Bai Yu" As I spoke, I looked around, but I didn't find anyone.

"Someone asked me to give you this!" he handed me a letter.

When I took the letter, I took out a tael of silver, shook it in front of him, and said, "If you can tell me who told you to send the letter, it will be yours." ”

The little beggar's eyes swirled with the dripping of silver, and he snatched the silver from my hand at lightning speed, and ran away. I chased after him and shouted, "Bear child, don't run!"

The little beggar must not be able to outrun me, but although he is young, he has a lot of eyes. He didn't take the main road, but went into the small alley, and I was dizzy when he turned around, and in the end I could only return in vain.

After returning to the village, I opened the envelope, which contained a jade plaque engraved with the birthday of the sour date, as well as a letter. I hadn't looked at it carefully before, but the jade plate should be real.

The letter was crooked and crawling like ants, and it was written that I wanted to exchange 10,000 taels of silver for my life for sour dates, and three days later I traded at the Taoist temple in **ling, and warned me not to alarm the people of the government and the first village, and one person went with cash during the transaction. If I don't obey anything, tear up the ticket immediately.

Although there is no signature, judging from the content of the letter, nine out of ten of the people who kidnapped the sour dates are the greedy Bai Jixian's family. If the whole family is on it, it is more than enough to deal with a mute and a little girl. It's just that I don't know, which unlucky ghost left that severed finger? If it's Bai Jixian, it's best, he deserves it.

To raise such a large sum of money, I had no choice but to go to Yan Wei. To be on the safe side, I didn't confide in him about the letter, only that I wanted to sell the house.

His face was as calm as ever, and he asked me how much I was going to sell. I said ten thousand taels of silver, and I would pay it in three days.

From his point of view, it's definitely a good deal. The ghost mansion that used to exist no longer exists, and after the house is repaired, he can make a lot of money.

From my point of view, you can wait until after the autumn to get revenge, and it's not too late for another ten years. So I'm not going to take any risks and play any petty tricks. No matter how much it costs, I must keep the jujube alive.

In fact, even if I didn't say it, Yan Wei could guess why I was in a hurry to sell the house, he didn't say anything, just asked me, why didn't you let him help?

"After the jujube comes back, you can help as much as you want. But until then, I have to solve it myself. I looked at him, hoping he could read the words in my heart.

"I understand that the first village will not intervene in this matter. His answer was exactly what I wanted, and it was probably a tacit understanding!

It's not that I don't need help, it's just that the goal of the first village is too big, and there is a wind and grass, and it is easy to be known. But I can't be completely led by their noses, just waiting to sit and die, so the whereabouts of Bai Jixian's family must be found.

After thinking about it again, I secretly went to find Wang Meng. He is single and has a small goal, and he has all kinds of friends in Mengzhou City, so it is best for him to secretly investigate the whereabouts of Bai Jixian's family.

The advantage of Wang Meng is that he treats people sincerely, works seriously, and will never ask more. I only told him to let him secretly investigate the whereabouts of Bai Jixian's family, and tell me immediately when he has the results, and he must not be discovered by others. He readily agreed, and didn't ask a word.

Compared to the secretive myself, I feel extremely ashamed. I can only silently tell myself that I must apologize after I save the sour dates.

Wang Meng sent me a letter that night, saying that he had found out that Bai Jixian's family had lived in a ruined temple where homeless people had gathered for a while, but suddenly disappeared a few days ago.

It seems to me that this is normal, they must have found another place to hide. This family has no money and no one, where can they hide?

I thought of ** Ling, so I mentioned it to Wang Meng. His expression became solemn and said, "It has been taken over by a gang of bandits composed of a group of ruffians. Since Baektu Mountain was swept away by officers and soldiers, this group of people rarely showed up. ”

Could it be that Bai Jixian also joined the gang? Otherwise, how could he be willing to hold money for the robbers, this is too unreasonable, isn't it? Or, this matter was not done by Bai Jixian's family at all, but just by the robbers?

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can survive a hundred battles, I thought about it, or let Wang Meng secretly inquire about the news of this gang of robbers for me. The hard work paid off, but he really let him know that this group of people seemed to be going to make a big move recently, but it had nothing to do with the matter of sour dates, and it seemed that they were going to grab military rations.

During this period, I was not idle, found some maps, and studied the topography of the lower ** ridge. **Lingnan north-south direction, many mountains and rocks, many locust trees, according to the map, there is a big locust tree over 500 years old.

There is also a story around the ancient locust tree, saying that in the past, ** Ridge was still a flat land, not what it is now. There was a pair of lovers, the man went to the front to fight, and the woman was waiting under the locust tree in front of the door.

Who knew that the providence made people, the man was mistakenly accused of dying on the front line, and the woman died of depression. A year after her death, the man returned to look for the woman, only to find a grave under a locust tree. He was overwhelmed with grief and guarded the woman's grave until she died of old age. At the time of his death, the heavens and the earth changed, and the flat earth was rippling. After the restlessness subsided, the mountain ridge was formed, and even the name of ** ridge was obtained because of this pair of lovers.

The only thing I felt after reading this story was that it was like I was dreaming a lot. Invisibly, there are hands pushing me towards the ** ridge. Maybe it's the old man under the moon who is guiding me, maybe it has something to do with what he wants me to do for him. It seems that I can't go on this trip to **Ling.

During this time, I never saw the old man under the moon. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm insane and can't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

I am still thinking that maybe this is a dream of my own, an absurd dream of adventure. One day, as soon as I close my eyes and open them, I will return to my familiar world.