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"Doctor, hurry up!

Sweating profusely, Ning Caichen pushed open the door, but the person on the bed was long gone, leaving only a set of torn clothes and a pool of black blood remaining. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Black blood corroded through the bed boards, and the room was full of filth.

"Lord Ning...... Don't toss my old bones, there's someone here. ”

Ning Caichen stayed at the door, and the old man who was being pulled by him with one hand panted and looked like he was about to die.

He could see that there was no one in the house, and he knew even more that if someone had drunk the water from the well in the city by mistake, he would not be able to save it with his level.

"Brother Yang!"

Ning Caichen let go of the hand that grabbed Lao Langzhong, and he rushed to the side of the bed with an arrow step, reaching out to touch the pool of blood.

"Lord Ning!

Lao Langzhong followed Ning Caichen into the house, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop Ning Caichen.

"This poisonous blood can't be touched!" he persuaded, "Lord Ning! ”

There were tattered clothes on the bed, the clothes were full of poisonous blood, and the old man's brain made up the scene where the owner of the highly poisonous clothes in his body turned into pus, and he had goosebumps and mourned silently.

Do you say that the people in this official's family are so ignorant? Isn't it just that there are no servants to serve them? What is the problem of drinking water indiscriminately?

Standing in this room with messy furniture, Lao Langzhong has a very intuitive understanding of the self-care ability of the upper class people in today's society.

Of course, this is true, but the facts on which this conclusion is based are not true.

In front of the bed in the wing, the black-haired man lamented and was speechless, and the white-haired man sighed speechlessly.

……

"May I ask where the girl who lives upstairs has gone?"

Kyoto, restaurant, Mo Ye stood in front of the counter.

After playing a fake death, he left the Ning Mansion, and the matter here was already over for him.

He plans to leave and embark on the path of 'farming monsters to accumulate points' - oh, it should be said that it is the road of subduing demons and subduing demons and eliminating harm for the people.

It was only when he set foot on the streets of Kyoto that a pair of feet brought him here.

This was a completely unconscious move, or rather a coincidence, and I walked a few steps to the restaurant where I used to live.

After all, as we all know, Mo Ye is a road idiot.

The first time he stepped into the restaurant, he realized that Fu Yuechi was no longer here, and he thought about it, Fu Qingfeng had been missing for a few days, and as a sister connected by blood, it was impossible for Fu Yuechi not to make any moves.

"Yo, guest officer, you can be considered here, that girl almost didn't smash the shop the day before yesterday! said that her sister disappeared from us! My account office was unlucky to go up and talk about it, and then she was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face......

Standing in the counter was the shopkeeper, like the inherent image of the shopkeeper in many movies, he had a mustache and a roe head and rat eyes, which gave Mo Xie reason not to believe any of the words he said.

"Smack. ”

Raising his hand, he buckled a silver ingot on the counter.

"Say something useful. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

"Alas, guest officer, my little shop was smashed at that time, and it was a miserable ......."

The shopkeeper smiled when he saw Yinzi's face, but his mouth was not loose, and he was still talking nonsense and complaining.

His meaning was clear, and Mo Xie threw a silver ingot on the counter again.

"At that time, the matter was quite big, and it alarmed the officials who patrolled the street, if it weren't for the Zhang family's son passing by, that girl would probably have to go to prison......"

The money was in place, and the shopkeeper suddenly knew everything.

"And then?"

There was no need for the shopkeeper to act again, Mo Ye simply threw another ingot of silver on the counter.

Later, the girl was taken away by the son of the Zhang family. ”

Shopkeeper said.

"Which 'Zhang family's son'?"

Mo Xie asked, and he threw out the silver for the fourth time.

"Is this...... The villain did not dare to say. ”

The shopkeeper prevaricates.

"Bang! bang!"

Mo Ye deducted three ingots of silver on the counter in a row, but this time, the shopkeeper seemed to be dumb, and the three sticks couldn't make a fut.

It seems that this is information that cannot be said even if you give money.

Mo Xie slapped his hand on the counter again, only this time there was no silver in his hand.

"Smack!"

With an understatement, the counter directly fell apart, and the account books, bottles and cans, the four treasures of the study, and a total of seven ingots of silver just given by Mo Ye were scattered on the ground together.

This counter is made of mahogany, and it has always been the façade of this restaurant.

How much force does it take to crack a mahogany counter into a pile of parts with a single blow?

If it is said that Mo Ye is the shopkeeper who does this with a hammer, he will not be surprised, but Mo Ye did it under a plain palm, which makes the shopkeeper scared and even has the courage to call for help, scream, and call the street patrol officials.

"Yes...... It's Zhang Shangshu, the son of Lord Zhang's mansion!"

Mo Ye saw that the shopkeeper's crotch was already wet, but because Mo Ye felt that he still hadn't got complete information, he had to let the shopkeeper's trouser legs get wet as well.

"Which Shangshu is it?"

Mo Xie put his right hand, which had just slapped on the counter, in front of his eyes, and showed the shopkeeper a gesture that seemed to be comparing whether the palm of his hand fit the other party's neck.

"The first one on Suzaku Avenue is!"

The shopkeeper's shoes were wet.

"Oh. ”

Mo Xie pondered slightly, he wanted to continue to ask, 'Where is Suzaku Avenue', but the shopkeeper in front of him turned pale, and he thought about it.

"Look at this counter......"

Mo Ye still maintained the posture of his upper body, but his footsteps had already turned, and he looked at the shopkeeper and said so.

"It's its own bad! it's its own bad!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly shouted.

Mo Xie didn't say anything more, he nodded and walked out.

Behind him, the shopkeeper with a mustache in the depressed restaurant sat down on the ground.

"Hey! I just heard something going on in the restaurant. Boy, you didn't just commit something in there, did you?"

Mo Xie just went out, and a team of officials came up to greet him, this restaurant had only made a disturbance not long ago, and the officials who patrolled the streets nearby obviously had to take care of this place.

"Oh, it came just in time. ”

Mo Xie was worried about finding someone to ask how to get to Suzaku Street, and when he saw that this team of officials took the initiative to find him, his eyes lit up.

Asking for directions, of course, is more professional to find 'Uncle Police'.

"What did you say, boy?"

The official at the head was a ruffian.

"Big brother! There must be something wrong with this person! Take it back and interrogate it properly!"

The officials behind quickly saw the wind and rudder, and a group of people and horses pulled out the chains and touched the handle of the knife, but the expressions on their faces were all smiling, and they didn't seem to take Mo Ye in their eyes at all.

Yes, Mo Ye was wearing a cloth coat at this time, and it was a coarse cloth coat, and he was not a rich and powerful master at first glance, and at the same time, he was not wearing any swords, and he didn't look like a master who could fight. In contrast, the officials with an official background and full equipment naturally felt that they were destined for him.

"Hey, how do you get to Suzaku Avenue?"

Mo Xie didn't seem to see the movements of these people at all, didn't hear the words of these people, he asked this sentence very plainly.

"Suzaku Avenue? Labor and management will send you to Xiqu Avenue!"

The official who took the lead suddenly fell to the ground.

"Call me!"

He looked at the crowd behind him.