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The opening of the Red Face Valley attracted half of the guests of Chang'an City to go to the scene, and the momentum was no less than the hundred flowers of the Cuiyan Pavilion earlier, and it led to a corner of the city even if it was three watches, it was still a brightly lit scene.

But at this moment, in the inn at the south end of the city, a middle-aged man was sitting on a wooden chair in the crowd of people, and slapped the table several times, obviously touching the edge of rage.

"This group of white-eyed wolves who forget their righteousness! Lao Tzu did a lot of things for them back then, why don't they even go to Dali Temple to ask for a corpse now!"

A palm shook the table and poured the food, and the diners in the hall turned their heads but hurriedly pulled back, obviously afraid that the middle-aged man in front of him would be angry with him.

After all, this is the famous General Zhao Jingde Zhao, and his mansion has just been demolished into ruins by two powerful people not long ago.

"Grandma's! Why did Lao Tzu drink water and stuff his teeth recently, not to mention being chased and killed, the mansion was destroyed by Mo Linshan and Ba Snake, and recently Dali Temple and the city guard dared not to sell my face, is it appropriate to look like Lao Tzu now!"

"Your Excellency!"

Who dared to go against Zhao Jingde's violent temper, several subordinate officials hurriedly stretched out their hands to straighten out his breath for him, and continued to persuade him.

"My lord, now we have no real power in our hands, and the family property has been scattered in the battle, there is really no way to succumb to this, and it is the wisest thing to do it!"

Just kidding, no one in the DPRK knows about this ugly affair of Zhao Jingde, just a volume of Kaiyuan miscellaneous newspapers has completely poured out what he has done in southern Xinjiang, and if there is any chance for him to take office, it will be really hell.

In addition, it is very interesting, originally Zhao Jingde was supposed to live in the subordinate official mansion and wait for the general's mansion to be repaired, but unexpectedly, every family official excused himself and said that it was not suitable for the general to rest at home, so Zhao Jingde lived in the inn.

After all, who doesn't have a beautiful girl, if he is discovered by this old pervert, maybe he ......

"Poof!"

"Is this something that people eat?"

Zhao Jingde, no matter what the image is now, stretched out his hand and slammed the tea bowl on the ground, stood up and looked like he was about to go over to pull the shopkeeper's clothes, but unexpectedly, the figures of two veiled women in the corner of the wall in a trance caused his heart to burst suddenly!

"So familiar... Why do these two people look so familiar?"

After staggering two steps, Zhao Jingde's question just came to mind, but he inexplicably felt a little dizzy in his head, and before he could confirm the identity of the comer, he only felt that his nose was hot, and blood gushed out from the seven orifices......

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"Lord Siqing, I asked Li Yuanfang to promise you the Soul Devouring Golden Gu earlier, and I got it back. ”

Early in the morning of the second day, Mo Wushuang finally returned to the familiar Dali Temple, just entered the house and changed into light clothes, and trotted to the attic of Dali Temple Qing in front of the eyes of a group of quick and admiring eyes.

Knocking on the room, it was still so simple and simple, and at this moment, Lord Siqing was staring at him with a smile, as if he was very satisfied with Mo Wushuang's performance this time.

"This time, the old man heard that Di Huaiying could not continue to participate in the case due to physical reasons, and then it was up to you, a little girl, to solve the mystery of Cuiyan Pavilion. ”

"It really makes everyone in Dali Temple look at you with admiration, but the internal strength of your body to reach the grandmaster is definitely not your own cultivation, presumably... It's all thanks to the Soul Devouring Golden Gu. ”

Siqing's eyes were extremely bright, as if what was happening in the entire Chang'an City could not hide his perception, of course, Mo Wushuang had already been mentally prepared for this.

After all, his own father Mo Linshan was trained by him......

After sighing in his heart for an old pervert, Mo Wushuang shrugged his shoulders.

"That's right, we lost our lives in it at the time. ”

"Ahem, we'll talk about this question later, but where did this Soul Devouring Golden Gu come from?"

Saying that, Si Qing looked inside along the gap in the bamboo tube, but the Gu worms inside were abnormally shrunk in the corner, and it seemed that Si Qing was very taboo about approaching.

Sure enough, he was an old pervert, and even the Spirit Devouring Golden Gu was afraid of him......

"Taken from the Assassins!"

"And what about the one inside you?"

"My father gave it to me?"

"Are you supposed to be a radish mass-produced on the street?" Si Qing stared at Mo Wushuang's erratic gaze, obviously the girl opposite was empty.

"Forget it, since you brought this Soul Devouring Golden Gu back, the old man won't investigate its origin much here. However, I heard that yesterday, Zhao Jingde of the temporary inn in the south of the city died violently, and his death was the same as the signs of the killing of the Spirit Devouring Golden Gu, don't you plan to give me an explanation?"

"Don't wronged people! I'm most afraid of insects, let alone manipulating them to kill people!" Mo Wushuang's pompous appearance made Si Qing embarrassed.

"What about the murderer?"

"Although she is the murderer behind the whole thing, she is my good sister, I can't leave her in Dali Temple!"

"So, you secretly colluded with Li Yuanfang to bury her?"

"It's not a secret collusion, those good Nanmu coffins are all bought openly, and even dozens of people in the entire Cuiyan Pavilion are present, if you don't believe it, go and open the coffin to take a look!"

At this point of argument, Mo Wushuang also showed an angry look, and asked Lord Siqing to secretly smile bitterly that this little girl was more difficult than his father when he was a child, so the case was officially closed.

"Don't you want to continue asking, it's rare that I've made up a long article!"

"You girl, sure enough, you didn't tell the truth just now, and ran over early in the morning, probably because you were afraid of forgetting the reason you made up. ”

"However, anyway, the task given to you at the beginning was to bring the Spirit Devouring Golden Gu back, and after listening to Li Yuanfang, the dead are all scum, and the old man will no longer hold you accountable. ”

As he spoke, Si Qing reached out and put the bamboo tube containing the Spirit Devouring Golden Gu on the table, and then waved his hand to signal Mo Wushuang to retreat.

"That's gone, what about the reward for me?"

Mo Wushuang stared at Siqing, who was stiff, rubbing his fingers back and forth, as if he was collecting debts.

"Stinky girl, don't think that the old man will not know what you are hiding, if you don't continue to pursue it, it will already be magnanimous to you, and in addition, Zhao Jingde's dead old man can be pushed on the body of Gu King Hu Bugui, isn't this enough?"

Looking at Lord Siqing's appearance of blowing his beard and glaring, Mo Wushuang smirked and scratched his head.

"Hehe, I'm not embarrassed to say that, but I'm not excessive, didn't the aunt in the canteen say that she was kind and told her to go back to her hometown? ”

"Well, why haven't I heard about it? Besides, that girl has been in Dali Temple for thirty years, where did she come from?"

"The letter I received early this morning has already been rolled out of the city. (In fact, Mo Wushuang drafted a letter in private, tricking Aunt Canteen to rush back to her hometown for a blind date, and when she left, the aunt also kindly persuaded Mo Wushuang to find her own happiness...... ）

“... How is this, and how is the food cooked?"

Lord Siqing tilted his ears and asked in a low voice. "What are you good at?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely to your taste, don't you believe we should go to the canteen to try it now?"

After that, the dignified Dali Siqing put down the jade pen, cleared his throat and went out of the room as if he was on patrol, and walked out of the room with the smiling Mo Wushuang opening the way......