Fu Ye put his hands behind his back, and a blue cloth package was placed on the table in front of him.

He heard Li Jinjin's footsteps, turned around, and his face was a little heavy.

Li Jinjin had never seen him look like this before.

"What's wrong?"

"When I arrived, her brother had been dead for a long time, his body was frozen, and he found a place, and I buried him, and this is what he threw around, and I brought it back."

Li Jinjin frowned: "How can this be?" If I told her the news, I would definitely die or live. ”

"It's good to say it directly, living in Anseong, you have to face life and death at any time." Fu Ye frowned.

"That makes sense, then I'll just tell her directly."

Fu Ye took two steps forward: "You have worked hard, there will be ten days and a half months, and you will be able to find out." ”

"Well, I see that the snow is much smaller today, where are you going to be..."

"The owner, a guest came, saying that he wanted to buy a copybook, and Mr. Chen asked me to invite you." Dalin came in to report.

Li Jinjin was stunned, although the snow was a little light today, it was too cold, and it was so late, how could there be guests coming to the door.

Li Jinjin and Fu Ye looked at each other: "I'll go out and have a look first, you stay here." ”

She is a raw face, and the people here are not familiar with her, but Fu Ye has been in Ancheng for a long time, what if someone recognizes him? It's better to let him stay here.

Three tall men in dark gray cotton robes stood in the center of the room, not a trace of snow on their bodies, and their cowhide boots were dry.

Li Jinjin's eyes swept and he knew that they had come on purpose.

"Gentlemen, we're closed, let's talk about something tomorrow!"

The three men looked very similar, and the one among them had thick eyebrows and deep eyes, a hooked nose, thick lips, and a short beard, staring at Li Jinjin with burning eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"The woman didn't let the eyebrows, I didn't expect the owner to be a woman, my name is Han Guda, a businessman from afar, casually passing by here, occasionally come in to see, I like these calligraphy very much, I want to meet the author."

Hanguda speaks very slowly, articulating words clearly, and his voice is low and pleasant.

"Thank you for coming from afar, the shop is thriving, but it's a little late today, why don't you come over early tomorrow?"

Li Jinjin had doubts, these people didn't seem to be from the Central Plains, why did they come to buy works, presumably things are not so simple.

"Give it to her." Hanguda's man handed over a folded piece of white paper.

Li Jinjin opened it and saw that the text on it was upside down and meaningless, the handwriting was crazy, as if it was written by someone in a hurry, and some of the handwriting was unrecognizable.

"Owner, we want to rewrite the handwriting. We searched all over Anseong, and no one could recognize the handwriting on it, if you could make out it... We will be grateful. ”

Li Jinjin frowned and examined it carefully, and she shook her head for a long time: "I really can't see what is written on it, but I think it looks like it has been reprinted, if there is an original, maybe I can find some clues." ”

Han Guda nodded, this kind of scene had already been expected by him: "We will stay here for three days, and tomorrow I will come over with the original, this one will be placed here for you first, and you will see if you can analyze any clues." ”

He stretched out his hand again, and his hand handed over a golden silk eight-treasure bag: "This is my sincerity." ”