Chapter 462: The Storyteller's Story
Behind the inn, there is a bamboo forest, and behind the bamboo forest is a low, dilapidated house.
The two followed the cry and soon came to a courtyard.
The walls of this courtyard are mottled and even collapsed in many places.
In the courtyard, there is a furnace ding, the furnace is full of incense ashes, and the back door of the furnace is a brick hall, and there is a plaque hanging on the temple door: ancestral temple.
When the two walked into the courtyard, they found a petite and thin girl, kneeling on the ground, desperately wiping a stone.
The stone was dark red, as if it was stained with blood, and the girl desperately wiped the blood on the stone, and her little palms were scratched with the skin, and she didn't realize it, she was still rubbing the stone hard.
Seeing this, Di Qing immediately walked over, she squatted next to the stone, held the little girl's hand in her hand, and asked with concern: "Little sister, why are you here alone to wipe the stone?" Where's your mom and dad? ”
The little girl was only eight or nine years old, her immature face was full of horror, and her eyes were even more empty, she looked at Di Qing in a daze, hurriedly withdrew her hand, and continued to wipe it on the stone desperately.
"Little sister, sister is not a bad person, tell my sister, what happened?" Di Qing looked at the girl's appearance, her nose was sore, and her heart suddenly ached.
The girl looked at Di Qing blankly, and after a while, she suddenly burst into tears: "Blood...... Blood...... That's a lot of blood! ”
"Father, mother, where are you? I can't wipe my brother's blood off the stone, who will help me, who will help me...... Whining~. ”
"Little sister, tell my sister, what's going on?" Di Qing carefully held the girl's hand in her hand, tore off a corner of her clothes, helped her bandage the wound, and asked worriedly.
The girl did not speak, but craned her neck, looked at the dark red stone, and wept profusely.
Li Canghai pushed the wooden wheelchair cart, came to the stone, stretched out his finger and wiped it on the stone, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.
"It's ...... Blood? Li Canghai's face instantly became solemn.
Although the blood water had penetrated the surface of the stone, it still exuded a faint blood gas after being washed by the rain.
He looked at the girl whose shoulders were trembling and her face was frightened, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Little sister, don't be afraid, if there is anything, just say to your brother and sister, brother and sister will call the shots for you." Li Canghai comforted softly.
The girl clasped her hands around her chest, as if she was quite frightened, she stared at the bloodstone, and kept crying, "Blood...... A lot of blood. Brother's Blood...... Me, I can't wipe it clean...... Woooooooo ”
Seeing this, Li Canghai glanced at Di Qing, Di Qing gently hugged the girl, and said softly: "Little sister, go with your sister, my sister will protect you." ”
The girl rubbed her crying red eyes, looked at Di Qing, and nodded after a long time.
Di Qing hugged the girl and comforted her for a while before taking her back to the inn.
When he came to the inn, Li Canghai hurriedly asked the store to boil some hot water, prepare clean clothes for the girl to change into, and asked the store to cook some ginger soup and make some delicious dishes.
Di Qing took the girl to the room to freshen up.
The shop boiled the ginger soup and served it.
"Shopkeeper, this girl was found in the ancestral temple not far from the inn, do you recognize her?" Li Canghai asked.
The shopkeeper sighed, looked left and right, and said, "Guest officer, listen to me, don't meddle in your affairs!" ”
Li Canghai's brows suddenly furrowed, and before he could speak, Conan asked, "Shopkeeper, what do you mean by this?" ”
"Don't say it, don't say it!" The shopkeeper sighed, shook his head, picked up the tray and walked away.
Li Canghai turned the wooden wheelchair around, stopped the store lightly, and said lightly: "Shopkeeper, if you don't make it clear, don't want to leave." ”
The shopkeeper couldn't help but be stunned, he looked at Li Canghai, and sighed: "Guest officer, listen to the old man's words, knowing this matter is not very good for you and others, it's better to not know!" ”
"Coincidentally, I'm just a very curious person, and the more you don't say it, the more I want to know. Today, you have to say it, you have to say it if you don't say it, you have to think clearly. Li Canghai snapped his fingers, and several guards suddenly came over and surrounded the store.
The shopkeeper was also a well-informed person, and when he saw that Li Canghai could easily summon a few strong men, he immediately understood that the other party had an extraordinary background, and he could not provoke him.
"Forgive me, the little one is just a businessman, busy every day, where does he have time to pay attention to others? I've heard a little about that little girl. Well, we have a storyteller who knows more about the matter, and if the guest officer wants to know, the younger one can go and find him and tell a few of them. The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.
"Then hurry!" Fa Cao walked over, pointed to the shopkeeper and scolded: "These guest officers are not ordinary people, if you are lazy, you will never open this inn again." ”
When the shopkeeper heard this, he nodded his head again and again, and immediately ordered the man to go to the storyteller.
After the half-pillar of incense, a middle-aged scribe who had passed his prime, walking in with difficulty on crutches.
The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over and said, "Lao Cao, come and see a few guest officers, these guest officers want to know about Lin Wei, you are eloquent, and you are extremely familiar with this matter, so it's up to you!" ”
The middle-aged scribe looked at Li Canghai and the others, then limped to the table and sat down without changing his face.
"In Xia Cao Zhengfeng, I have seen a few guest officers." The middle-aged scribe bowed slightly and said.
"Mr. Cao, ...... are you?" Li Canghai saw that he was unable to move, and there was an obvious new injury on his face, and he suddenly had some doubts.
Cao Zhengfeng said disappreciably: "It's okay, it's just that I was lame by the evil slave." ”
Everyone was a little surprised, he was beaten and his legs were discounted, but he could still be so indifferent, this Cao Zhengfeng was poor, but he was upright, but he had some heroic spirit.
After Li Canghai paused, he said: "Mr. Cao, just now I found a little girl in the ancestral temple, she was desperately wiping a bloodstained stone in the rain, I don't know what is going on?" ”
When Cao Zhengfeng heard this, a wave of anger suddenly rose on his face, he clenched his fists, slammed it on the table hatefully, and said angrily: "The sky is unfair!" Heaven is unfair! ”
Li Canghai's brows furrowed suddenly, according to his intuition, something must have happened here.
"Mr. Cao, what the hell is going on? I am not familiar with this place when I first came here, and I hope that Mr. Cao will give me some advice. Li Canghai clenched his fists and said.
Cao Zhengfeng sighed and shouted, "Wronged! What a great injustice! ”
"Mr. Cao, if you have any grievances, although I may be able to help you in the future." Li Canghai Road.
When Cao Zhengfeng heard this, his expression was sad, and he said sadly: "The wronged person is not below, but someone else!" ”
After a pause, he said, "A few guest officials have just arrived, and they don't know anything about this town, and not long ago, a tragic event happened in this town! Speaking of this, we have to start with a large local family. (To be continued.) )