Knowing that Chuchenzi was the head of Qingyunguan, the Tianjin Patrol Room immediately treated Chuchenzi and Li Mu as guests.

The case files in Huangshan Village were also searched by the people in the archives room, and I don't know where they came from.

Two pages of paper were hastily placed on the table.

In half a year, more than 100 people in Huangshan Village were killed, which alarmed the central government, and the people panicked.

Seeing that Li Mu seemed to look displeased, the head of the patrol room felt deep pressure, and could only explain helplessly: "Two immortal elders, it's not that we are powerless!" It was the previous village chief Huang Da who did not abide by the law, abused lynching, and killed people, and finally gave me a notice. Most of them, the rural people, do not obey discipline, make their own opinions, and act recklessly. Now that they have this kind of retribution, they also brought it upon themselves. ”

Anyway, everyone is dead, and there is no proof of death, so the patrol room can say whatever it wants.

The head of a village can kill people.

Although absurd, it is also a common problem of this era.

Too lazy to worry about the people in the patrol room, Li Mu picked up the information on the table, raised his eyes and slowly swept it, and when he saw that the deceased's name was Han Lianjun, his pupils dilated, and he said thoughtfully: "It turned out to be her!" ”

"Uncle Taishi, how do you know this woman?"

Impossible!

Uncle Taishi has been on Qingyun Temple since he left the customs.

Before the retreat, it was 70 years ago, and they probably hadn't reincarnated yet.

Feeling the puzzled gaze of Chuchenzi and others, Li Mu had some clues, and said thoughtfully: "Han Lianjun, the surname is Han and not Huang, then he is not from Huangshan Village." A year ago, he appeared in Huangshan Village inexplicably, and then married Huang Wantian inexplicably. This Huang Wantian is a little interesting, where is this person now, find him for Poor Dao. ”

Immortal Chang spoke, who dared not to do his best.

Coupled with the great fame of Qingyunguan, within a day, Huang Wantian was found.

It's just that it's easy to find and hard to catch.

Han Lianjun's husband, Huang Wantian, is currently a Chinese language teacher at Tianjin Huiwen Middle School.

Huiwen Middle School, located in the territory of the Japanese Concession, is in the shogunate style, with a large scale, blue brick exterior walls, and a wide field of vision. Outside the middle school square, an iron fence is lined up with a door number: Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter.

Standing on the land of China, staring at this arrogant door plate, although the dust is resentful, but the Western powers are powerful, and it is not something that he can change personally.

But seeing that Uncle Taishi's face was as heavy as water, dark as ink, and he was afraid that Li Mu would smash the door number in anger and poke out the big basket, he hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Uncle Taishi, you dissipate your anger." These foreign devils are so arrogant that they don't take our Republic of China seriously at all. In the past 70 years, we have been bullied, but there is no way, we will be beaten if we fall behind. Uncle Taishi, it seems that we can't get in here, so let's go back and think about it. ”

"Huh! Not necessarily? Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. Little Japan, let's ride a donkey and read the record book, let's see!"

Although Qingyunguan is famous, it is more in the eyes of Chinese.

The Japanese devils don't believe in this, they have their own religion and their own beliefs.

Uncle Taishi's confident words, out of the dust, I don't understand, but some people have a deep understanding.

In the following days, Huang Wantian's eyelids jumped, and he didn't know what the reason was, he always felt that someone was hiding in the dark to spy on him.

It has been five years since he left the village, and with his excellent Japanese skills and handsome face, Huang Wantian jumped to Huiwen Middle School. Tying up leaders and flattering students, Huang Wantian, as a Chinese, actually mixed up in this school.

However, after all, being Chinese is his biggest disadvantage. Compared with those crooked melons and cracked dates, if Huang Wantian can have a Japanese identity, wouldn't his career be smoother.

In his painstaking camp, the youngest daughter of the chairman of the school board of directors, Takashima Masako, is young and beautiful, excellent in character and learning, quiet and quiet, if a woman of such status can get it, does Huang Wantian still need to worry about the rest of his life?

But what Huang Wantian could think of, how could the male teachers or male students in the school not think of it.

Although with his excellent appearance and good knowledge, Huang Wantian has already had some ambiguities with Takashima Masako in private. However, the people who can study in Huiwen Middle School are either rich or expensive, and a large number of children of the consortium with good family backgrounds, like the Qing of the River, formed the personal guard of Masako Takashima.

Idle people, such as Huang Wantian, it is not so easy to get close to each other.

When he saw the eldest son of the tobacco merchant, as the captain of the pro-guard, protecting the cold and noble Masako Takashima in the center of the guard, Huang Wantian, who was standing outside the guard, hated it so much that his teeth itched, and countless vicious curses were aroused in his heart, as if he wanted to kill the other party with that hateful look.

The curse was useless, after venting, Huang Wantian sighed, and was about to go back to the classroom when he heard a scream behind him, hoarse, resounding throughout the campus. As soon as Huang Wantian turned around, he saw that the captain of the guard had already gouged out his eyes with his fingers, shouting like a madman, kowtowing in the direction of him Huang Wantian, even if he kowtowed and bled without feeling.

Pinching his eyeballs and exploding his eyes, his eyes were blind, and the captain of the guard knelt on the ground, pinching his neck with both hands, no matter how outsiders pulled him, he didn't let go until his last breath was completely broken.

In the holy land of the dignified campus, under the bright and bright world, there are people who have died, and they have died so incredible.

The beloved son died, and the death was miserable, and the father of the tobacco merchant who was the captain of the guard could still take care of business.

Angry and angry, he used all the energy he could use to pressure the patrol room and Huiwen Middle School.

Now it is the second year of the Republic of China, the First World War is about to break out, and the European powers have stepped up their military preparations, and there is no time to look eastward, which has given little Japan an excuse to provoke trouble.

Whatever the reason, there is no need to investigate carefully, Huang Wantian, the only Chinese teacher in Huiwen Middle School, is the best scapegoat. The annoying captain of the guard died, and when Huang Wantian was still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period, he was caught out of the classroom by the patrol room and thrown into the prison to wait for his fate.

If you don't try it, you will be put in prison. What is waiting to fall, it is obviously sitting and waiting for death.

The great ups and downs of life are coming too quickly, the hated guy is dead, and before he has time to be happy, it's time to go down to the Yellow Spring by himself.

What a bad luck!

Huang Wantian may have known that it was useless to struggle in vain, so he simply lay in the corner of the prison, his eyes were distracted, his eyes were glazed, and he seemed to have accepted his fate.

Just when Huang Wantian was depressed and desperate and helpless, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the prison, and he said seductively: "Huang Wantian, do you want to live?" If you want to, grab the key and walk out on your own. (To be continued.) )