Zhao Yueru really couldn't bear it anymore, he turned over and sat up: "Shopkeeper Zhou, how long will it take for you to come over!" ”

Wei Qing also sat up: "Please hurry up, it's cold on the ground, I'll get rheumatism if I go on like this!" ”

Shopkeeper Zhou's dagger fell to the ground, and his crotch was wet.

Wei Qing frowned: "Shopkeeper Zhou, you really believe that we will be deceived by your tricks, but don't worry, we won't kill you, because you deserve to make us pitiful!" ”

Zhao Yueru didn't answer, her face was a little red, in fact, Shopkeeper Zhou really deceived her, if it wasn't for Wei Qing secretly stepping on her, she would have really drunk the pot of "good tea".

But Wei Qing will not be deceived, because he loves tea very much like his father when he was a child, and because he is suspicious of this strange town.

He didn't believe that an innkeeper with such a dismal business would have two kinds of tea, and he didn't believe that this boss would make good tea for them inexplicably, not to mention that he at least hadn't forgotten how to rely on the smell to distinguish the type of tea, as soon as he smelled the taste of the pot of "good tea", he knew that this pot of "good tea" was the same as the one that Shopkeeper Zhou had drunk before, it was all oolong tea.

So, why did Shopkeeper Zhou go to the back to make a pot of tea for them, while he himself wanted to drink the same tea from another pot, the answer is very obvious.

Shopkeeper Zhou sat down on the ground, cold sweat running down his forehead: "I really don't know who wants to kill General Wei!" He said with a trill: "I just received a message that there is a painting on it, which depicts the faces of General Wei and another Zhao girl, saying that whoever kills General Wei will get 100,000 taels of silver!" ”

Wei Qing shook his head and said to Boss Zhou, "I didn't ask who you were trying to kill me!" ”

Zhao Yueru looked at Wei Qing in surprise: "Don't you look at that painting?" ”

"Why bother!" Wei Qing replied with a calm face: "I know who wants to kill me!" ”

Of course Wei Qing knew, he didn't know before, but now, things are already obvious.

It's definitely not Jin Jun, because although they know what Wei Qing looks like, they don't know what Zhao Yueru looks like, not to mention a quick glance on the battlefield, how can they observe the extent to which they can draw their appearance, they can draw both him and Zhao Yueru in detail, and even draw it so that people can know that it is him at a glance, and they just decided to go to Lu'an to pass the painting on the way to reward Wei Qing's head with 100,000 taels of silver, which is definitely not something that Jin Jun can do.

So, who else in the Han army wants to put Wei Qing to death as soon as possible, there is, and there is only one person: Gu Weidong.

It's just that Wei Qing has no evidence, this kind of reasoning has no way to fight a lawsuit, he can only hide this answer in his heart, fortunately, so far, Gu Weidong's conspiracy has not succeeded, and Wei Qing is at least not dead now.

But Shopkeeper Zhou died.

Shopkeeper Zhou shook suddenly, sat on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, his face was already black, and black blood flowed out of his mouth.

Wei Qing was only startled, rushed forward to look, and saw that there was no way to save him, he looked at the shopkeeper Zhou, frowned, and whispered to himself: "This is poisoned to death, but who poisoned it, and when did it poison!" He was lost in thought.

Zhao Yueru was a little impatient waiting on the side, she just wanted to get out of here quickly, because this place was too terrible.

Wei Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Man, man!" ”

There was a sound of stairs, and the only guy in the store, Laifuzi, walked downstairs sleepily, muttering, "Here, I should have a holiday today!" ”

When he saw Shopkeeper Zhou sitting on the ground, his expression immediately changed, his mouth trembled, and he retreated step by step.

"We didn't kill it!" Wei Qing comforted him: "We also found out that Shopkeeper Zhou is dead!" ”

"For example, if you didn't kill me, what did you tell me to do?" Laifuzi stammered and asked.

"You should at least help your boss collect the corpse!" Wei Qing looked at this timid guy.

"I, why should I help him collect the body, I, I, I ,,!" Laifuzi was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Wei Qing stood up, slowly approached Laifuzi, and comforted softly: "Don't worry, we are just guests staying in the hotel, don't be nervous!" ”

How could Lai Fuzi not be nervous, he looked at Wei Qing, then at Zhao Yueru, and then at the shopkeeper Zhou who fell to the ground, I don't know what to do.

Wei Qing looked at Laifuzi's frightened eyes, and said helplessly: "Since you refuse to help your boss collect the body, then get out of the way and let the guys behind you come!" ”

Laifuzi shouted, hurriedly turned around, Zhao Yueru was also taken aback, and looked behind Laifuzi, there was only one guy in this inn, where was the second guy, Laifuzi was empty behind him, and there was no one.

Lai Fuzi looked back but didn't see a figure, turned around and was about to ask a question, Wei Qing had already slashed his palm on Lai Fuzi's neck.

Laifuzi fell down the stairs and tumbled all the way downstairs.

Wei Qing followed closely behind, Laifuzi had just stopped at the bottom of the stairs, Wei Qing had already leaned down, pulled out Laifuzi's belt, and tied his hands behind his back.

Zhao Yueru was shocked, and asked repeatedly: "What are you doing?" ”

Wei Qing ignored Zhao Yueru, tore off Laifuzi's shirt, tore off a piece of cloth from his shirt, and tied Laifuzi's feet.

The sword light flashed, Zhao Yue was like a long sword out of the sheath, against Wei Qinghou's heart, her lips trembled, her pretty face turned pale, and she shouted to Wei Qing: "Let him go, you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" ”

"Get the sword away!" Wei Qing only said four words.

Laifuzi woke up.

Wei Qing looked at Laifuzi, he didn't think that Laifuzi had anything profound. Although the poison in Zhou's shopkeeper is indeed terrifying.

"Why did you poison yourself!" He asked.

"No, no, no, no, it's not me!" Laifuzi was shocked and couldn't say a complete sentence.

Wei Qing sneered: "Do you know what I do?" ”

Laifuzi shook his head.

"I'm a killer!" Wei Qing said lightly: "I know very well how to poison it!" ”

Laifuzi was silent for a moment, the look of fear on his face disappeared, he looked at Wei Qing and smiled: "You are very smart!" ”

Wei Qing put away his sword, he vaguely felt that he had done something wrong, it seemed that he had pretended that the killer had not deceived Fuzi, but since he had already pretended to be a killer, he had to risk it to the end.

"It's because your technique is too tender!" Wei Qing seemed to be teaching a novice who had just entered the Tao: "There is only one possibility for Shopkeeper Zhou's poisoning, that is, the tea he drank, Shopkeeper Zhou was already drinking tea before we came back, at that time there were only two people in this inn, you and Shopkeeper Zhou, if it wasn't for Shopkeeper Zhou poisoning his own tea, who else would be able to poison besides you!" ”

Laifuzi blushed, and he also sighed: "Poisoning is not my strong point, I originally wanted to practice it, one more skill is better than one less, isn't it!" He shook his head sadly: "It's just that I chose the wrong time, because I didn't expect you to be a killer!" ”

Zhao Yueru's face also turned red, she felt that she was too stupid.

"Your forte is slitting open people's stomachs, aren't you?" Wei Qing asked coldly.

Lai Fuzi looked at Wei Qing very calmly: "I want to hear how you plan to prove this!" ”

Wei Qing smiled and held up something in his hand.

It was a dagger, a very peculiar dagger, the dagger was straight on one side, and on the other side was a curved blade, and the grip corresponding to the straight side had four distinctly cast fingerprints, and on the curved side was a thumb fingerprint, which was only suitable for holding four fingers on the top and under the finger.

Wei Qing held the dagger, gestured on Laifuzi's stomach, and said coldly: "It's not a good habit to hide something that kills people in your clothes, if someone tears your clothes, they will find it!" ”

Laifuzi giggled: "I don't think anyone will tear my clothes, except you!" ”

"You're already rich, why do you do it!" Wei Qing's expression became more and more cold: "There are brothels everywhere, your money is enough to bear this kind of expense, why do you want to rape and kill so ferociously!" ”

Laifuzi's smile retracted, and he replied seriously: "Because I like it!" ”

This reason is indeed irrefutable, some people like to be whipped, and some people like to go around giving money to others because they like it.

But what Laifuzi likes is to cut open other people's stomachs.

"Then why did you stop, in order to get 100,000 taels of silver a year, you are still afraid that someone will reward your head with a million taels of silver!" Wei Qing continued to ask.

Lai Fuzi looked at Wei Qing, his eyes were full of smiles: "Do you really think that I care about 100,000 taels of silver a year, and I really think that I am afraid of being rewarded with a million taels of silver!" He suddenly burst out laughing, out of breath with laughter, and in the laughter, he thrust hard, and his chest was thrust into the dagger in Wei Qing's hand.

Wei Qing hurriedly pulled out the dagger, it was too late, and Lai Fuzi let out two more giggles in his throat, and his head tilted and died.

Zhao Yueru had been watching from the side, and she really couldn't interject.

Now she can finally speak out: "How do you know he's rich!" ”

Wei Qing raised the dagger: "This is a dark iron dagger, if it is placed on the market, the price will not be less than one thousand taels of silver, and besides, a dagger of this shape must not be made in batches, it is specially created for cutting things!" There was a hint of anger in his eyes: "No one will use a dagger worth a thousand taels of silver to kill a pig, isn't it, plus those fingerprints on the grip, it is specially tailored to match the fingers of Laifuzi, such a fine workmanship, the labor cost is only afraid that the dagger itself is more, this person only spends no less than two thousand taels of silver on the dagger, of course he is very rich!" ”

Zhao Yueru nodded, admiring Wei Qing very much in her heart: "I didn't expect you to solve the case so quickly!" ”

Wei Qing hesitated: "We haven't found all the murderers yet, this person should be just one of the murderers!" ”

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