After coming down the mountain, Zhang Zhen didn't get into Old Man Xin's carriage again, firstly, he felt that he was a businessman, and time must be precious, and there was no point in accompanying him before and after, and secondly, he couldn't ask for any valuable information from his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If he had reported the crime earlier, Zhang Zhen would have liked to see his son's body, after all, judging by the scars is much more intuitive and real than searching everywhere. Zhang Zhenke knows very well how powerful those old men and old ladies in the village are, three points are said to be five, five points are said to be ten, and an ambiguous look can deduce a touching love story through their mouths.

It's a pity that more than a month has passed now, and the corpse must have decomposed a long time ago.

Seeing Zhang Zhen's resolute attitude, Old Man Xin did not insist on accompaniing, and before leaving, he repeatedly invited Zhang Zhen to his house to rest, saying that he would prepare a reception banquet to wait for the driver.

Zhang Zhen and Yang Bantou walked into the village and saw a group of people surrounding the village, discussing something. Zhang Zhen was curious, leaned over and listened, it turned out that the old man in the village wanted to invite a mage to exorcise evil spirits, and a group of people were arguing about whether to invite a monk or a Taoist priest.

Seeing that they were in a hurry to go to the doctor, Zhang Zhen couldn't help but smile, and immediately several young people glared at him with unkind expressions. Seeing the saber on his body and the tolerance robe worn by Yang Bantou, someone muttered in a low voice: "Hmph! It turned out to be people from the Yamen, a group of rice buckets who were eating and waiting for death, what kind of prestige! ”

When Yang Bantou heard this, his face turned red, and he pointed at the man: "What are you talking about!" ”

The man pursed his lips, Zhang Zhen They are tolerance after all, although Tongyu's tolerance is not very careful, so he has a little bit of residual authority, and the person did not dare to be too arrogant, and quietly hid in the crowd.

Yang Bantou wanted to step forward and pull him out, but as soon as he took a step, several young people immediately leaned up with their arms in their arms, one by one crooked their eyebrows and squinted their eyes, and the threat was overflowing.

Seeing that the other party was a lot of people, Yang Bantou was also a little timid, and because of his own tolerance, he stood there and neither advanced nor retreated.

Zhang Zhen shook his head secretly, it seems that Tongyu County is not only in the county seat, but even in the village outside, there is no majesty to say. Zhang Zhen didn't say anything to ease the atmosphere, nor did he fight with them, he just pulled Yang Bantou and left without saying a word. The two had not walked a few steps before they heard someone spit in the back, and a group of young people burst into laughter.

Yang Bantou looked at Zhang Zhen, his face was a little unnatural, a little annoyed, a little embarrassed, and a little ashamed.

Zhang Zhen didn't care about the actions of the group of young people at all, patted Yang Bantou's shoulder, and said in a flat tone: "Let's investigate the case first." ”

Yang Bantou wanted to speak and stopped, but finally sighed, and then followed Zhang Zhen and walked with his head bored.

After walking a short distance, Zhang Zhen saw a hotel in front of him, and picked up a banner in front of the door, with four big characters written on it, "Xin Family Old Wine".

There was also a group of people gathered in front of the hotel, and in the middle was an oil seller who looked young. He was saying something to the people with a pretended horror expression, and from time to time he burst out two strange high notes.

Zhang Zhen knew in his heart that the oil seller's mouth was just about the Tushan Demon Dog, and it seemed that he had made up a ghost story to tell. There was a lesson from the past, Zhang Zhen was afraid of chaos, so he didn't come over to listen carefully, and directly took Yang Bantou into the hotel.

Because Beixinzhuang relies on a north-south avenue, there are more pedestrians coming and going, and the small hotel in this village is not badly built. The two entered the door, found a table and sat down, the shopkeeper of the hotel saw that there was a guest, his eyes turned around the two of them, and greeted warmly: "Do the two masters want to play the top or live in the hotel?" ”

Zhang Zhen didn't eat lunch, he was hungry at this time, so he said: "Maybe you will stop here at night, and then you will talk about it, what is there to eat in your store?" ”

Now that the meal is over, the shopkeeper said, "There are only cooked beef and flatbread." ”

Zhang Zhen asked Yang Bantou, "How much do you want?" ”

Yang Bantou was probably not very interested because of the previous incident at the entrance of the village, and said casually: "I'm not very hungry, you can watch and buy it." ”

Zhang Zhen said to the hotel shopkeeper: "Then cut five catties of cooked beef, and then bring three catties of flatbread." He looked at the signboard outside and said, "What kind of wine is there in the store?" ”

The shopkeeper said with some boast: "The home-brewed sorghum wine is absolutely delicious, why don't you taste it?" ”

Zhang Zhen said: "Let's have a pot." ”

I don't know if there is no shopkeeper, or if the shopkeeper is busy with something else, the shopkeeper personally serves the meal. Since I wanted a lot of beef, I simply brought it up in a bamboo basket.

Zhang Zhen tasted it, the beef was not very flavorful, it was not cooked, and the flatbread was not fresh. However, he was really hungry, so Yang Bantou ate it in one gulp.

Yang Bantou symbolically ate two bites and stopped, chewing in his mouth, looking at the table and sulking, but Zhang Zhen was cheap.

When the shopkeeper returned to the back kitchen and brought out a jar of wine, most of the beef and flatbread on the table had been wiped out by Zhang Zhenfeng, and it would take a few minutes to eat up the rest.

Five catties of beef, three catties of flatbread......

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded and said, "The old man is really ...... What a ......" he probably didn't find the right adjective, his lips moved, and then he continued: "What an appetite! ”

The beef was a little old, and the flatbread was dry, Zhang Zhen was choking in a panic, and when he saw the shopkeeper coming out, he hurriedly beckoned: "Hurry up, hurry up and serve the wine." ”

The shopkeeper put the two bowls in front of Zhang Zhen and Yang Bantou respectively, and also saw that Zhang Zhen's official was bigger, although he was young, he still gave him a full bowl of wine first.

Zhang Zhen picked up the bowl, drank it all, and boasted: "This wine is really not small." ”

Hearing the praise, the shopkeeper was very proud, and he had a good eye to fill the wine bowl for Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen drank three bowls in a row, but the shopkeeper stopped adding them.

Zhang Zhen asked, "The shopkeeper, why didn't you come to add wine?" ”

The shopkeeper said, "If you want flatbread and beef, I can add some for you." ”、

After three bowls of drinking, Zhang Zhengang drank the taste and said, "I also want wine, and I can cut some beef." ”

The shopkeeper said, "I'll cut the meat for you, I really can't add any more wine." ”

Zhang Zhen wondered in his heart, so he asked the shopkeeper, "Why don't you want to sell me any more wine?" ”

The shopkeeper said: "My wine, although it is freshly brewed village wine, has more taste than old wine." Generally, when customers come to our store, they will basically get drunk after drinking three bowls. Especially for some guests who are in a hurry, once they get drunk, it is inconvenient. So I only gave the guests three bowls of wine, and then I didn't add any more. ”

The shopkeeper of this shop is quite conscientious in doing business, Zhang Zhen said with a smile: "I see, the shopkeeper has such considerations, but he is a kind person." But people drink a lot of alcohol, I have already drunk three bowls, and I am not drunk, add a little more. ”

The shopkeeper grinned, implicitly expressed his disapproval, and said: "My wine is called seeing the wind pouring, when you first enter it, it is mellow and delicious, and when you go out and the wind blows, the stamina will come up." ”

Zhang Zhen saw that it took so much lip and tongue, and the shopkeeper refused to add wine, although he knew that he had good intentions, he was also a little impatient, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not that you don't give you money for wine, add another bowl." ”

The shopkeeper saw that Zhang was shaken, and he was not breathless, and he didn't have any appetite, so he added another bowl.

Zhang Zhen drank it all again, smoothed down some of the beef flatbreads that had been stuffed in his mouth before, put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, and praised: "This wine is really not bad, you just add wine, add a bowl and give you a bowl of money." ”

The shopkeeper said with a bitter face: "Master Tolerance, you can't drink anymore, listen to my advice, if you drink again, you will be really drunk when you go out." If you don't open a room from me, and go back to your room to sleep after drinking, I'll dare to add you wine. ”

Zhang Zhen said: "I just praised you for being kind, and you want to trick me into opening a room." I have official business, and I will have to go out to check in a while, and I will talk about opening a room for another time. ”

As soon as he heard Zhang Zhen say the word "deception", the shopkeeper was a little unhappy, and said, "Master Tolerance, it's also good for me to let you open a room with me." The dirt hill in front of me is haunted and haunted, and the old man is drunk and goes out, in case something goes wrong, I can't afford it. ”

Hearing the haunting, Zhang Zhen became interested, and Yang Bantou, who had been sullen, also pricked up his ears. Zhang Zhen said: "I'm here for the haunting, it is said that the ghost is a vicious dog, right?" Have you seen it? ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said with a frightened face: "I have only heard its howl at night, it is very scary, I have never seen it with my own eyes." That's the old man, if I've seen it, with my old arms and legs, do I still have the life to stand here and chat with the two old men? ”

After speaking, he seemed to remember something, stretched out his hand and pointed outward, and said, "The little brother who sells oil outside said that he has seen it, why don't the two officials go and ask?" ”

Zhang Zhen looked out, and there was a circle of people outside the oil seller, all of whom were afraid and curious to listen to what he was saying. Zhang Zhen said meaningfully: "It seems that since I saw that dog, his business has been booming a lot." ”

The shopkeeper heard what he meant, and didn't answer, but said: "The old man is really manifested, I have heard its howl with my own ears, I don't know how to describe it, anyway, the average dog barking is not like that, it is particularly scary, I have been having nightmares in the past few days." ”

Zhang Zhen pulled Yang Bantou over and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, you go and open a room, we may have to stay here at night." Hmm......" Zhang Zhen smiled embarrassedly: "You can help me put on the room money and food money first, and pay you back another day, when the money on my body comes, it will be given to our cook." ”

Yang Bantou waved his hand to signal that this was all right, turned around and went to open the room, Zhang Zhen walked out of the store and walked to the side of the oil seller.