Luo Yin remained silent, only saying that he had to think again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That Sanji didn't press forward step by step, and said with a smile: "It's right to think about it, such an important thing." ”

He looked at Miss Lin: "I don't want to know the secret of the old living Buddha, everyone else is dead, you just lie to me, I can't help it." ”

Miss Lin was stunned, she didn't expect Sanji to have no interest in the secret of the dzi.

Luo Yin asked, "Dzi?" Something important? ”

Sanji glanced at Luo Yin and said lightly: "If you believe in the holy relics of Buddhism, if you believe in it, you will not be interested in it." ”

Su San smiled: "I'm very interested in weird things. ”

"Huh."

Sanji smiled, but stopped talking.

Su San understood that he didn't want to say anything. Luo Yin stood up and stretched his waist and said: "The next thing is the county magistrate's housework, we should avoid it, I haven't slept all night after tossing, and I want to rest." ”

Sanji laughed: "Yes, yes, I forgot to see that I was busy, Zewang, take the guests to the guest room to rest." ”

He said that he would take the guests to rest, but Miss Lin did not move the place.

Luo Yin pretended not to see it, pulled Su San and followed Zewang up the steps.

This castle is a typical Tibetan building, like a bunker, the first floor is a large courtyard, free-range chickens and ducks, as well as pigsty and stables, around a circle are a lot of cold and damp huts, is for the people to live, the masters live upstairs. Zewang led them to the fourth floor. Su San took a look at it, and the ground where the little young master lived diagonally.

Zewang asked: "Mr. Luo said that our little master is afraid that he has been transported away, I don't know if there are any other clues?" ”

"A child who is less than a year old, has not moved for two days, I really dare not imagine what happened to him, but how can there be the bones of a two-year-old child in the pigsty, you have ever had a missing two-year-old child. How long will it take to get in a month? ”

Zewang was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "I know, it's Zhuoma!" In the pigsty is the same seed she gave birth to! She exchanged that child for the little master! ”

Su San thought it was incredible: "How is this possible, how can a mother exchange her own children for other people's children?" Even if he died, he wouldn't throw the child into the pigsty for the pigs to eat, would he? ”

Zewang said hatefully: "She is a low-level slave girl, she gave birth to a child, and she doesn't know whose child it is. ”

Su San was stunned, Luo Yin patted her hand and explained: "The relationship here is more casual. ”

Zewang smiled: "A female slave, anyone can take it to sleep, of course, a city person like Mr. Luo can't look down on it, otherwise you will definitely call a few female slaves to accompany you." ”

Su San glared at him, and Zewang winked at Luo Yin again.

"That kid died suddenly a month ago." Zewang continued.

"How did you die?"

Su San asked.

"A slave girl's child who knows how he died. It's a boy, and I've seen it crawling in the yard. ”

"Crawling in the yard? Do two-year-olds climb all the time? ”

Su San thought to himself, a two-year-old child, should be able to walk very steadily.

"Well, he can't walk, it seems that he stumbled when he was learning to walk, and he got in the way of the master, and the master kicked him, and he couldn't stand up again."

Oh, my God! Su San covered his mouth with his hand, so that he did not scold angrily.

A toddler who was kicked and couldn't walk anymore because he got in Sanchi's way, this Sanji was simply evil.

Luo Yin saw Su San's anger in his heart, and hurriedly said: "A little slave, it doesn't matter if you kick it to death, does this female slave have a grudge against the county elder?" ”

"No, no, how dare she? People like her, life is not as valuable as the lark raised by the master, the old man is willing to kick it, it is a great kindness, I don't know how the child died, anyway, I have been crawling in the yard since then, dirty to death, whoever looks at it walks around, and then he died. ”

Zewang said it very easily, a child who was kicked and couldn't walk, and then died tragically, it didn't matter in their eyes.

Su San thought to himself, the one-year-old young master who disappeared was pitiful, but his father, Master Sanji, was too hateful. It seems that his rule must have been very brutal all these years, and it is really sad to pity the people living in this land, where the scenery is beautiful and the people are simple, but now it is like being in a slave society.

Thinking like this, a compassionate look appeared on his face unconsciously.

Zewang observed his words and said: "Now I think that the little young master must have been stolen by the third wife, this Zhuoma must be an accomplice, I will arrest her, chop off her hands and feet, and see if she can recruit her." ”

said to Luo Yin: "I'm going to cut off this woman's hands and feet." ”

Turn around and go.

Su San hurriedly shouted: "Hey, you didn't investigate anything, you just cut and kill, what is this?" It's barbaric! ”

Luo Yin pulled her, it was too late, Zewang turned around: "How can we try the case, Miss Su is so merciful, then Miss Su will help us try the first trial, right?" ”

Su Sanyi straightened his chest: "The trial will be tried, but I have to have something to say first, no matter whether the matter was done by the slave girl or not, it is serious to find your little master, even if she did something wrong and did not harm anyone's life, you can't ask for her life." ”

"She won't die if she cuts off her hands and feet, we have more slaves without hands and feet." Zewang was secretly happy when he saw that Su San had been fooled, but he still pretended not to agree.

Su San saw Luo Yin glaring at him, and instantly understood, presumably it was Sanji who ordered Zewang to find the little master, Zewang didn't have any clues, and he couldn't solve the problem, and now he saw that they were clear and good at solving the case, and they were introduced by Sanji as a guest, so he moved his mind and passed on the crisis to them.

Seeing that Su San understood a little, Zewang hurriedly turned around and ran, saying as he ran: "Haha, Miss Su, you agreed, and I agreed, this time the matter will be according to the one in your mainland...... According to the laws of your mainland, I will definitely not fight, kill, kill and cut people and feet this time. ”

As he spoke, he ran downstairs with a puff of smoke.

Luo Yin spread his hands and said: "Look, don't think that the people in Tibet are simple and honest, in fact, there are slippery heads everywhere." ”

Su San was just about to speak, and a maid had already come over with a big copper kettle to deliver tea.

Su San asked, "Do you know how to speak Chinese?" The maid looked up at them and shook her head in horror. I don't know if I can't speak Chinese or don't dare to speak, the maid put down the copper kettle and turned around and ran.

Su San said helplessly: "Where did you learn it, the soles of your feet are oiled and slipped, and it is fast enough." ”

After a while, Zewang walked in with a woman.

The woman was in rags, her head bowed and bent over, and after entering the door, she stood behind Zewang and did not dare to move.

"You're that Dolma?"

Su San asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know Chinese?"

Su San became interested in her.

"My father is Han."

Zewang next to him explained: "Her mother is also a slave girl of the old man's family, and she was once sent to accompany a Han merchant. ”

Su San said: "You raise your head, don't be afraid. ”

Dolma raised her head, she had a beautiful little round face, and her complexion was much fairer than that of the locals, and she didn't look much different from the mainlanders.

Su San felt deep sympathy for her and whispered, "What's the matter with your child?" How did he die? Where is it buried? ”

Zhuoma burst into tears, crying and sobbing: "He, he was not sent to the heavenly burial platform, and the lama did not allow me to send it. ”