After the gold theft case ten years ago and the current puppet murder case were solved, Fu Xiaotian was finally relieved. Seeing that Luo Yu, that is, Furong, was taken away, Fu Xiaotian sat directly on the stool and kept drinking.

And Ban Yunyun stood in front of him, waiting quietly, without stopping him.

Fu Xiaotian was really irritable at this time, this case was actually really unfair to Luo Yu, he was young, seven years old, and he had no parents at the age of seven. Moreover, since he was a child, he has been disguised as a man, who is to reason with.

Also, their family should have been very happy, but it was because of these few people that they became like this. Shouldn't these five men be killed? Yes, they all deserve to die.

But Luo Yu, after all, he killed someone, there are no rules, and Fu Xiaotian, as a parent official, naturally cannot engage in favoritism. What's more, he is still such a criminal.

At the age of seventeen, he had a good time, and because of this thick sea of blood and hatred, he was about to be sent to the execution ground at a young age.

At this time, the head of the puppet troupe came over and said to Fu Xiaotian: "Adult, alas, this child has been suffering since he was a child, and I took him in." I kept telling him to let go of the hatred in my heart and think about my future. Alas, but this kid just doesn't listen, yes, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to help it. ”

"As soon as the day is over, we're leaving..."

After that, the head of the class took the other people upstairs, and no one could have imagined that the murderer turned out to be the girl Furong.

"Come, Xianggong, I'll hold you, look at how drunk you are." Ban Yunyun smiled slightly, and helped Fu Xiaotian to walk back slowly.

When it came to the next day, the temple fair was still going on, and the county government was relieved, and finally the past few days had passed, which was really difficult.

This day passed quickly, for the sake of insurance, these two boxes of gold, Fu Xiaotian thought about letting Chen Guoguo take Xie Feikui, and the two of them took some catches and escorted them directly to Chang'an City.

Of course, this is not in a hurry, and when the temple fair is over, it will not be too late to escort it.

Because it was the last day, in the evening, Fu Xiaotian and they were all happily watching the play and listening to the music here. On the stage at this time, it was the Weiyang Palace that was sung. tells the story of Han Xin being killed by Empress Lu and Xiao He in Weiyang Palace.

Overall, very good. When it was almost time, the crowd dispersed, and the people of the puppet troupe and the Qinxiang troupe packed up their things and left overnight.

And Fu Xiaotian and the others also returned to the yamen, but as soon as they went back, the little stammerer hurriedly came over and said, "My lord, no, no, it's not good, there are dead people in the prison!" ”

"Dead? Who died? ”

"That's it, it's the one you captured yesterday..."

After listening to the little stammering words, Fu Xiaotian was directly stunned, and said in disbelief: "How can this be?" Inside the prison, how can there be death? Has anyone ever come in? ”

The little stammerer shook his head: "No, there is no figure, and there is no sound at all." I glanced at the door of the prison and found that he was no longer talking, so I kept screaming, and then I opened the door to find that he was out of breath. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, how could it be like this? didn't have time to think, Fu Xiaotian quickly walked into the prison and came to the room where Luo Yu was being held. Just look, Luo Yu's eyes were wide open at this time, and he was holding a puppet doll in his arms, as if he was alive.

But when he got closer, he found that he had no blood and energy. It should have been dead for not long, and besides, there was not the slightest fatal wound on his body, not even poison.

So, how exactly did he die?

At this time, Ban Yunyun on the side said with some fear: "Xianggong, now, it seems that it is the fifth night of the puppet in the strict sense." Could it really be that the puppet killed the person? ”

Fu Xiaotian was also stunned at the moment, what the hell is going on? Luo Yu's death is so strange, there is no wound at all. There is no poison, it is like a quiet death, very peaceful. No one can explain this matter clearly, and can only watch silently...

In fact, the person who died tonight should be Guo Shengcai, but Guo Shengcai died early. So, on this fifth night, why did Luo Xiaoyu die?

I don't do in-depth research on this specifically, maybe there is a heavenly reason in the dark, or maybe there is really a puppet for five nights.

This night was destined to be an extraordinary night, on the country road, the puppet troupe walked slowly with their own things. Suddenly, a voice could be heard, "Grandpa, I'm back, I'm back..."

No one heard this at the moment, only the class leader smiled slightly, took out a puppet doll from his hand, and touched his head: "Hehe, it's good to come back..."

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All this finally calmed down, and the next day, the temple fair was over, and there were many fewer people on the streets, and everyone started farming again. There are only a few days in the year when they can be happy, and after these few days, they will start working again.

This is the daily work of the villagers, and at this time, at the door of the county government, Chen Guoguo and Xie Feikui also began to set off with some errands. This time, Fu Xiaotian found the gold case of the year, and presumably the reward at that time will definitely be particularly good.

Looking at their backs leaving, Zhuge Iron and Steel looked at Yang Sili on the side and smiled: "I said children, don't you go with them?" Isn't your home in Chang'an? ”

Yang Sili was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I'm not going, I haven't learned martial arts yet, and the heroine's sister is still waiting for me, so I won't tell you." ”

"This kid..." Zhuge Iron and Steel smiled heartily, and after watching him walk in, he asked Fu Xiaotian next to him: "My lord, what do you think, in the gold case ten years ago, how to explain the mysterious man in black?" ”

For Zhuge Iron and Steel, this matter is particularly important, just because it is about Princess Wenxin. If these men in black hadn't run out, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

Fu Xiaotian glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and quipped, "Aren't you good at divination?" You can do the math, you can't even figure it out, real food! ”

This sentence suddenly made Zhuge Iron and Steel angry, and shouted: "Count a bird, this matter is very important to me, so I definitely can't calculate it myself..."

"It's like a healer can't heal himself, you know?"

"Oh, yes, I don't understand." Saying that, Fu Xiaotian waved his hand and left, just a mysterious man in black, how could he know, after so many years, can't he still let go?