"Xiaoqin!" Lige shouted, turned sideways, Xiaoqin understood, lifted the hem of his clothes, raised his foot and kicked over, but in a flash, the wooden door that was one person high fell.

After entering the courtyard, Xiaoqin and Xiaoqi opened the way in front, Xiaoqiu nervously shrunk her neck, pulled the sleeves of Lige, and Xiaoshu and Xiaohua watched the wind at the door. The further I went inside, the more I felt a strange smell of the song, the smell of blood.

When she arrived at the door, Xiaoqin knocked on the door vigilantly, put her ear on the door, there was no movement inside, she looked at Lige, Lige nodded to her, and twice more, the door was kicked open.

"Ahh Xiaoqiu shouted twice, then ran to the yard with her mouth covered and vomited.

As soon as the door opened, they saw He Jun staring at him, lying on his side in a pool of blood, with a sword stuck in his chest, the sword penetrated straight through his body, there was a thin bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a book in his hand, all the books were stained red with blood, and he couldn't see the handwriting at all.

Lige clutched her chest, her face turned pale and bloodless, and she struggled to regain her breath. This scene is so similar to the scene in her memory ten years ago.

Xiaoqin squatted down, probed He Jun's snort, pinched his neck, picked up his hand again and looked at it, got up and said to Lige: "Miss, people should have died an hour ago." ”

After a long time, Lige replied to her: "Kill people, it seems that the murderer doesn't want us to find him." Lige settled down, and then said: "Ten years ago, it was definitely not as simple as I thought, Xiaoqin, when I sent you to inquire about He Jun's whereabouts, did anyone else know?" ”

Xiaoqin looked thoughtful and shook her head: "Miss has explained that she wants her subordinates to act in secret, and after yesterday all day, her subordinates were very careful, except for bumping into Chaying before leaving the house, the only person her subordinates have seen is Miss." ”

"That murderer is really a god, not one step later, not one step earlier, but killed people when we were almost there, I'm worried about ...... now"

Before he finished the song, there was a noise outside, with male voices, female voices, and children's shouts.

When he left the song and went out, he saw a group of people rushing towards an old man who looked quite prestigious, and there were about 20 people. Everyone chattered around the old man, and Lige also saw the old woman who spat at her, and thought, it's over, He Jun died in front of them, what is the difference between this and digging someone's ancestral grave, today this suspicion is difficult to wash.

It's really not a good time to go out today.

The old man arrived outside the courtyard and blew his beard at the small books and paintings, and glared: "The old man is the Lizheng of Zhiding Village, may I ask what the heroes are doing to find our master?" ”

Hero? The village chief's eyes are not very good, although the qinqi, calligraphy and painting are a little stronger than ordinary women, and they are not seen as men. Lige complained in his heart and walked out of the yard.

"Which of you was the last to see your Master? What time did you see you? As soon as he came out, he asked questions about the song. In order to clear the suspicion, Lige can only strike preemptively.

"Girl, what do you mean by that?" The village chief was stunned by her question.

Lige didn't reply, just glanced at the crowd with cold eyes, and finally, a little boy about ten years old raised his hand timidly and said, "I, I probably asked my master when I was in Shenshi, asked him to help, and helped me change my homework." ”

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, someone couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "What do you mean?" Get out of the way, we want to see the Master. ”

Lige ignored them, and only said to Li Zheng: "Village chief, He Jun was killed, just an hour ago. ”

He Jun? Who is He Jun? The crowd looked confused.

Only the village chief reacted quickly, and he howled loudly: "What did you say? What's wrong with Master? Killed? You little girl, why are you talking nonsense! Who was killed! ”

"Ahh The Master was killed! ”

"Oh my God! That's not true, is it? Hurry up, hurry up! Let's go in and check it out! The master is a god, and he is a Wenqu star who came into the world, how can there be anything! ”

For a while, a group of people outside swarmed in, almost didn't squeeze the bamboo building, Lige stood outside the door, Xiaoqiu held the pomegranate tree and gasped, until he heard the shouts from inside, the crying, the woman's screams, ups and downs, endlessly.

"Which one of the thousand knives killed our master!"

"Master! Without the master, what can I do with my two cows! ”

"Village chief, quickly find the murderer and avenge the master!"

"It's them!" Suddenly, another old man pointed to the song outside the door and shouted, "They must have done it!" ”

Suddenly, the villagers stepped out of the door again, rolled up their sleeves, and surrounded Lige and them.

"What do we have to do with the village we just entered, and the man died an hour ago?" Lige pretended to be very calm and reasoned with them.

"You said that people died an hour ago, that is, ah, I also said that you are the murderer!" A lady with a very sharp voice wanted to rush in front of Lige, but Xiaoqin picked up the knife and glared at her very fiercely, separating it.

"If you don't believe it, find a priest to examine the body."

"Hey, it's quite arrogant, our village is full of rough people, where can we do this. You're clearly quibbling! Hurry up and pay us back, master, you slut! A slightly chubby woman took the lead, everyone rolled up their sleeves and threw themselves on Lige, Xiaoqiu on the side panicked, rushed to Lige, and shouted: "You guys are crazy, do you know who my young lady is!" ”

"Emperor Lao Tzu can't get out today! Folks! This woman killed our master and ruined the future of the babies, let's not let her go! The fat woman continued to shout at a loud voice.

"Wait!" , The village chief slowly walked in front of Lige and smashed his crutches in front of her, his old cloudy eyes were full of sadness, he shook his shoulders and glared at his beard: "You are not a murderer, what are you doing all the way to find your master?" You'd better have a statement! ”

Lige was silent for a long time, she couldn't lie to people that it was He Jun's distant relative, she had checked He Jun's information, this person was really lonely, he didn't even have a cousin who had been separated by several generations, he had lived with the villagers of Zhiding Village for ten years, and they naturally knew it. But they can't tell the truth, if they know that she is here for the case, the motive for the murder will directly become the murderer.

Seeing that Lige didn't reply for a long time, the villagers were even more sure that she had a ghost in her heart, and a middle-aged dwarf who was short in stature and only as tall as a child stood up and said in a solemn voice: "Village chief, don't let them be coaxed, they clearly have ghosts in their hearts!" A few years ago, when I was still playing in Jinling, I was fortunate enough to see the eldest princess, but she didn't look like this, as long as she wasn't a princess, what if she was killed! ”

"That's it!"

"Don't let them go!"

"Dare to use our identity to press us! Killed, buried, I'll see who knows! ”

They shouted and shouted, and they really started to move.

The villagers have been working for a long time, and they have a lot of strength, and they don't let the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting draw their knives when they leave the song, for fear of accidentally hurting people's lives, thinking that with their skills, they can also block the attacks of the villagers with their bare hands. But there are many powerful people, and the punches are fierce, and gradually, the faces of the six people are colorful, Xiaoqiu's is the most terrifying, she almost used her body to help Lige block the claws of those women, their nails have not been repaired for a long time, scratching people's skin, like a knife cut.

A few villagers simply blocked the door, leaving no way for them to retreat, and the shots were getting heavier and heavier, completely out of the momentum of wanting their lives. Seeing Xiaoqiu's blood, Lige frowned, and was very angry for a while, with murderous intent in his eyes. This group of people really has no reason to talk about, they are cruel and cruel, she cares about their lives, and they want her life, and if they don't fight back, they are really going to hang here today, when she wants to open her mouth to shout qin, chess, calligraphy and painting to draw a knife, someone outside the door is shouting to stop.

"Stop!"

Turn back to this morning.

Fusheng Pavilion, West Wing, the morning light is warm.

Tang Linlang took out an empty bowl of white jade ceramic bowls, raised his eyes, and saw Xiao Mochen standing under the corridor, his heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly walked over: "Brother Mochen, it just so happens that you are here, Linlang has something to tell you." ”

Xiao Mochen nodded, and turned his gaze to the side room, "How is Mr. today?" ”

Tang Linlang got closer, met his eyes, and replied with a smile: "Daddy has been much better in the past two days, and I guess I can get out of bed tomorrow." She paused, "Daddy came back this time and met the villain, all the baggage he carried with him was lost, the day was getting hotter, Linlang wanted to go to the clothing house to make two sets of comfortable summer clothes for Daddy, Brother Mo Chen accompanied me." ”

Xiao Mochen thought for a moment, nodded, and blurted out: "This is very good, this king should also go to the clothing house to buy a cloak." ”

Tang Linlang was surprised, and joked with a smile: "Brother Mo Chen, aren't you kidding, this season is a hot summer, how did you think of buying a cloak?" ”

Xiao Mochen pulled an ugly smile and didn't reply.

Xiaobei prepared the carriage for them early, and when they were about to leave, a man in a blue power suit attached to Xiao Mochen's ear, said a few words, and left after speaking.

It was the secret agent of Tianji Pavilion, Tang Linlang's eyes gathered a chill, she didn't like them, it was because of them that Xiao Mochen gradually distanced himself from their father and daughter, originally there were no secrets between them, and they were intimate.

I saw Xiao Mochen with a dignified face, thought for a while, turned to Tang Linlang and said, "Lin'er, this king has something to do, you can go by yourself first." ”

"Since Brother Mo Chen is in a hurry, let's go and get busy first, Linlang can do it herself." Tang Linlang looked very indifferent, and smiled very brightly.

Brother Mo Chen is really becoming more and more perfunctory to Linlang, it must have something to do with that woman. Wait, I'll let you know what will happen to Brother Mo Chen, who covets me!

Pretending to be empathetic, she waited for Xiao Mochen and the group to leave, her eyes glared viciously, murderous, and the handkerchief in her hand was torn off.

Half an hour away from the song, Xiao Mochen set off to Ding Village, if he rode a horse, he could catch up with them, but Xiao Mochen couldn't ride a horse, and even fainted from the horse. This time it was hard for Xiaobei, he threw the horse rope desperately, he didn't dare to stop for a while, he felt that his hands were going to be invalid, and his master was still behind him ruthlessly urging him to hurry up! Hurry up! Faster!

Xiaobei is very sad, he really forgot Beibei with a daughter-in-law!

Xiao Mochen sat in the carriage, keeping his heart up, just now the spies reported that before leaving the song to go to Zhiding Village, there had been two waves of people going in, no matter what the purpose of those people was, it was not good for the song, and he had to pick her up in person to feel at ease.

Touching the purse on his waist, Xiao Mochen smiled bitterly, all living beings are suffering, and his feelings are the most, and now he is also deeply trapped in it, and he can't extricate himself.