Chapter 148: Martial Arts Chapter The murderer's deadline
Shunhua stepped forward with his hands behind his back and helped Yue Xiaoxiao on the ground, Yue Xiaoxiao was a little hesitant at the time, looking at Shunhua in front of him, he didn't know what was going on at all.
Wasn't that a dream before?
Could it be that her Hua Lang is really not dead?
At this time, the disciple who didn't dare to speak out just now shouted and shouted something very staggering.
"Borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul - it must be Senior Brother Zijia who has returned, and he forcibly seized the corpse of the dumb little junior brother."
Well?
Is this logical?
If there was such a thing, wouldn't he be able to have his own 'corpse'?
What do you want her for? The last woman's body, did you experience an unprecedented feeling?
Before Shunhua could open his mouth, the group of disciples who were chattering with gods said again:
"What to do? Why don't you go and inform the elder brother. β
"Don't be afraid, junior brother, I have been mixed up under the sect of Maoshan Sect Xu Changhum Taoist before, junior brother will exorcise ghosts, let junior brother and I come to meet him for a while."
As soon as the words fell, a junior brother with a big mole on his collarbone took out a talisman from his arms, jumped out, and looked at Shunhua with confidence.
He seemed to suddenly remember that he didn't have any liquor on his body, and after looking left and right for a while, he hurriedly ran to Yue Xiaoxiao's bucket, lowered his head and took half of the ice water in his mouth, and sprayed it towards the charm in his hand.
"Poofβ"
It sprayed heartily and looked very old-fashioned.
The senior brothers in the back looked nervously and couldn't help asking:
"Hey, senior brother, can you use ice water, what if it doesn't work?"
"It doesn't work, I'm going to have to give it a try." After that, the senior brother lowered his head again and took ice water.
"It's really stupidβ" Shunhua didn't finish speaking, her face was instantly sprayed with ice water, and after she coughed twice, she wiped the water on her face with a smile.
Suddenly, her eyes burst into flames, she grabbed her brother's collar with one hand, and looked at the senior brother who was spraying water at her fiercely, staring at the other party straight hair.
"Water ghost, what do you want to do? Senior Brother Ben is not afraid of you. The senior brother held up the yellow charm, trembled between her eyes, and raised two fingers to keep 'doing'.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Her voice was like a deadly soul-chasing nail from the Yama Palace, and people trembled when they heard it.
"Really... It's true. The junior brother who claimed to have worked under the Taoist Chief, turned his head with tears in his eyes, looked at the senior brothers behind him, and whispered for help: "You don't hurry up to save me, the junior brother was caught by the evil ghost for you, hurry up, come here, my soul... I'm about to be sucked away. β
His expression was very flustered, and his face turned blue in fright.
"Huh."
Shun Hua sneered, and the senior brothers who were originally standing on the steps slipped away in an instant, shouting as they walked: "Take care, junior brother, your heroism and righteousness, the senior brothers will always remember it, on another day, if the evil ghost still leaves your whole corpse, the senior brothers will definitely burn more paper money for you, and set up a tombstone to bury well, you can go with peace of mind." β
The sound grew farther and farther away, fading into my ears.
The senior brother who was left behind, crying out at them in grief:
"Hey, hey, hey... If I don't die, I will definitely go to the senior brother to complain, let him deal with you according to the door rules, save your life, don't... Leave me alone. β
Shun Hua glanced at him with contempt and said coldly: "Do you dare to continue to bully Xiaoxiao in the future?" β
"No, no, no, don't dare, junior brother doesn't know, it turns out that Senior Brother Zijia takes good care of Xiaoxiao girl, it's the junior brother who didn't think about it, don't worry, when the junior brother saves enough money, he must burn a few more maids, the mansion, and send it down to the senior brother, this little junior sister can also, you can also burn, give, you..."
Hearing this, Shun Hua suddenly frowned, "What did you say?" Xiaoxiao is a living person, how can you say that you will burn it, it seems that there is nothing to do in this world if you are a scumbag, junior brother, I still pull you down. β
The ethereal voice was like a nightmare haunting his heart, and the senior brother knelt down in horror and shouted:
"Don't don't, don't don't, Senior Brother Zijia, everything is easy to discuss, junior brother, I'm still young, I haven't earned any money, and my daughter-in-law hasn't begged for it, so if it goes on like this, isn't there another hero in the rivers and lakes who punishes evil and promotes good?"
"Hmph, you are also worthy of calling yourself a hero, have you ever seen a hero who punishes evil and promotes good, bullying men and women, and bullying the weak?"
"Senior brother, how can I be bullied... Bullying men and women? β
"You spread rumors and slander Fu Muhibiscus as a murderer, that is, to bully men, and just now you are bullying Xiaoxiao here, you are a bully, you still dare to say that you don't?"
The person in front of him quibbled with an aggrieved face: "I didn't say this first, junior brother, besides, Senior Brother Xiaoyou also thinks so, as for the little junior sister, the senior brothers just see that her body is too delicate and want to give her a chance to exercise." β
"Senior Brother Xiaoyou thinks Fu Muhibi is the murderer?" Shunhua said incredulously.
"When... Of course, he was already collecting evidence, and his senior brother, who lived in the same room with him, found out yesterday when he overheard him talking in his sleep. β
Well? And this initiative.
Grandpa, what kind of sect are you, the disciples don't sleep in the middle of the night, and they specialize in eavesdropping on the senior brother's dream talk and inquiring about the news?
"Master Ben doesn't care what others think, just what you think, if you find an excuse to bully Xiaoxiao again, Master Ben will come to you in the middle of the night." Shunhua pretended to threaten fiercely.
"Uh-huh... Well. β
The senior brother was like a husky who had only been wronged, and after snorting for a while, he nodded timidly.
"Get out."
At the moment when Shun Hua let go of his hand, the senior brother holding the charm disappeared in front of the eyes of the two of them as soon as he slipped away.
Yue Xiaoxiao was stunned, what happened just now?
"Hua Lang? Is it really you? β
The little girl watched Shunhua turn around, looked at those sharp eyes, and asked in fear: "Or do you say... Are you actually the senior brother of Zijia who has fallen into Hualang's body? β
The breeze gently brushed the cheeks of the two people, and everything seemed like a world apart.
"Don't faint this time." Shunhua stretched his eyebrows and smiled: "It's me." β
Yue Xiaoxiao was stunned, recognized it, and hurriedly took small steps and rushed over, Shunhua was knocked into her arms and almost fell to the ground.
"Great, Hualang, you're not dead."
Yue Xiaoxiao happily hugged Shunhua, affectionately attached to her ear, jumping excitedly.
"Yes, yes, alive."
Suddenly, Yue Xiaoxiao let go of her, and Shun Hua thought to herself that this little girl wouldn't faint again, right?
I saw that this happy little girl kept asking: "By the way, how did you escape from death, does Little Thirteen also know that you are not dead?" Does the little white-faced doctor know about this? He disappeared at the time, did he go to look for you? β
Shunhua scratched his head and answered Yue Xiaoxiao's questions one by one, until his stomach screamed out uncontrollably.
"Gollumβ"
"Uh... Hey, hey, Hualang must be hungry, let's go, let's go to the cafeteria. β
Shunhua, who slept for nearly two days and was so hungry that his legs and feet were weak, came to the cafeteria, sat in front of a chair, and shouted weakly: "Boss, come to a bowl of Yangchun noodles..."
As soon as I finished shouting, I remembered that I was on an isolated island, and I changed another dish, "Boss, let's have Yangzhou fried rice." β
"Hua Lang, I see that you have lost weight, I will eat more later." Yue Xiaoxiao rubbed her fleshy cheeks mysteriously and said, "But, don't you know? You can't order fried rice in the cafeteria. β
Shunhua raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and asked suspiciously, "Why?" β
"I heard from other senior brothers that one day the master wanted to eat fried rice that was not mushy, so he forced the cook to fry a thousand servings of fried rice, and the cook was about to cry when she fried in front of the stove that day." Yue Xiaoxiao said matter-of-factly.
"A thousand? Monkey business. How can there be such rice? β
Shunhua didn't believe it.
"That's Xiaoxiao talking too much, anyway, the cook really fried the fried rice all night that day, so don't order the fried rice, it will touch her sadness."
Before Yue Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the whole table shook, and a plate of fresh and hot fried rice was placed in front of Shunhua's eyes, the green onions, and each piece of rice wrapped in egg milk, there was really no rice that was mushy.
"Hmph." The arrogant cook snorted coldly, turned around and went back.
Shunhua looked at the tall back, had to nod admiringly, picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth.
Ah, it's so salty, it's fried rice specially fried for my grandfather.
But when people are hungry, don't be picky, it's not worth it to be hungry.
He lowered his head and ate it in a big gulp.
"Is it delicious?"
Yue Xiaoxiao watched Shunhua eat so deliciously, and she also thought about ordering one.
"Hmm... It's okay, but Master Ben still wants to eat noodles, rich soup base, with chewy noodles, and a few pieces of icing on the cake of barbecued pork, don't you think that when you drink the last bite of soup, there are no regrets in life? β
Listening to Shunhua's words, Yue Xiaoxiao couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Xiaoxiao also wants to eat noodles, but the kitchen has run out of white noodles, and I have to wait until tomorrow Senior Brother sends a disciple out to buy it."
"Will you go out to buy tomorrow?"
"Well, Xiaoxiao also listened to what the senior brothers said, it is said that the senior brother will let people go out to buy food and come back every half a month."
"Go out to buy, which means you will go out by boat."
As long as the murderer hides until tomorrow and mixes in with the purchased disciples, he will be able to escape smoothly.
"Then sure, if you don't take a boat, will you still swim out?" Yue Xiaoxiao was amused, and couldn't help but pick up Shunhua's spoon. I stole a bite of fried rice and said with a sad face: "Eh, it's so unpalatable." β
Before the words were finished, a cold light in the kitchen looked over, Xiaoxiao swallowed, and swallowed the unpalatable fried rice.
Shunhua, who couldn't help laughing, asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to order fried rice?" β
Yue Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, shook her head, and returned the spoon.
Shunhua looked thoughtfully at the plate of fried rice on the table, and suddenly figured out one thing, but soon, it was covered by another mystery.
Xiao Thirteen, who walked around with lanterns at noon, was very conspicuous, causing countless disciples to look back in surprise.
Whispered, "Is he summoning spirits?" β
"No, no, no, he must be looking for the soul of the unjustly killed to feed that mute little junior brother."
Xiao Thirteen's eyes swept over these gossiping people indifferently, and he turned around and said casually: "Doctor Fu, the corner in front is the North Courtyard." β
Suddenly, he shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Senior Brother Raccoon, Senior Brother Zijia, and the charred corpse that I don't know who it is lying inside." β
As soon as the words fell, the suspicious disciples scattered one after another, and soon, the harsh voices that they had heard before disappeared without a trace.
Fu Mujin pressed his ears with a difficult face, and reminded kindly: "Little prince, you don't have to say it so loudly, Fu can hear it." β
"It's okay, this king just wants some people to hear clearly."
He looked triumphantly at the empty corridor, and finally it was quiet.
"Doctor Fu is here."
Xiao Thirteen stood at the door with a lantern and watched him enter, but he didn't move his legs for a long time, and stood firmly.
Fu Mujin leaned slightly against the tip of his nose, sniffed the stinky corpse, and asked softly, "Where are their clothes?" β
"Clothes?"
Xiao Thirteen was stunned, "Didn't you come to examine the corpse?" What do you do to find clothes? β