For the life-saving benefactor, the coffin shop shopkeeper is very grateful.

Although I don't know why the other party saved me, but I lived, and that's enough!

"I don't know who they are."

After taking a few breaths, the shopkeeper said in an extremely weak voice: "I just know that they here, the one who speaks well wears a mask, and the other one who speaks effectively seems to be his son." ”

With a mask......

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant has the characters in his mind in his mind.

It seems that there are big people with backgrounds, and there are no masks.

However, he has been away from the imperial city for so long, and everything has a variable.

"They buy coffins, it's strange, coffins don't hold dead people and live people."

The air holes were blocked, and the living almost became dead.

"Pretending to be alive?" The old man of the sheep soup restaurant whispered in surprise.

The coffin shopkeeper nodded.

"Loading two living people, but not burying them alive, I listened to the meaning of their words, as if they were putting people in coffins and transporting them somewhere and back."

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant, the first reaction in his mind was the eldest prince.

took out a map of the government's arrest from his bosom.

"Is that this the person?"

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop looked at the person in the portrait and shook his head.

"I don't know, when I saw them, they had makeup on their faces, one man, wearing a man's dead man's makeup, and the other man, wearing a woman's makeup, dead man's makeup, and I couldn't see what they looked like."

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant was silent and put away the arrest map.

"Today they kidnapped a little girl."

As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper of the coffin shop immediately remembered the girl he saw in the yard today.

The child, the eyes, were almost exactly the same as the ones he remembered.

Can......

How could it be.

His child, whom he remembers clearly, died of a high fever that did not go away.

That child, how could it be his daughter.

However, he looks about the same age.

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop was a little distracted.

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant nudged him gently, "Is there one?" Do you know where the girl they kidnapped is being held? ”

"Who's that kid?" The coffin shop shopkeeper blurted out.

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant suddenly lit up in his eyes.

"So, you know? Where is she being held? ”

"Before I died, she was locked up in a hut directly west of the courtyard where the coffin was kept, and it looked like a firewood room or something."

"Are you familiar with the courtyard?"

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop shook his head and nodded again.

"There are three entrances and exits in the courtyard, and those who park coffins, in the last and second entrances, it is estimated that there are big people living in them, and there are many people guarding them with knives."

"The third entrance, the firewood house on the west side, is it?"

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant was anxious.

But no matter how anxious you are, you still have to be patient and ask clearly.

The shopkeeper of the coffin shop closed his eyes slightly, and then he came back to life, and after saying so many words, he was a little angry.

Nodding his head, he let out a muffled voice, "West, counting from left to right, the fourth room." ”

He tried his best to remember.

Although I don't know who bought the coffin, or who saved him,

But it was obvious that this old man was going to save the girl.

Not to mention that the old man is his savior.

The girl's eyes looked too much like his daughter.

It's been so long since the girl was gone that now that when I think about it, my facial features are blurry.

Just those eyes, the soldering iron was imprinted in my heart.

and her soft sentence: Daddy, I'm dead, and my sister, take care of my sister.

Younger sister......

His pair of daughters, before he had time to hurt, disappeared one after another.

The shopkeeper was a little exhausted, closed his eyes, and cloudy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

It's like someone is cutting with scissors.

"If there is any reliable person in your family, I will call him to take care of you, this yard is my own, and you will live in it as your own."

It was originally a dowry yard bought for the youngest daughter.

Pity.....

Thinking of this, the old man's heart felt uncomfortable.

His sons and daughters......

It's better not to have it at all!

After hurting for half a lifetime, he has all grown into white-eyed wolves, white-eyed wolves who eat flesh and blood and drink blood!

The shopkeeper breathed a few sighs of relief and spit out two words, "Apprentice." ”

The old man at the sheep soup restaurant turned his head and left.

In the room, there was a small medicine bottle on the table.

There was a piece of paper under the medicine bottle, and it was written on the paper, one a day.

Next to the medicine bottle, there are three herbal medicine bags,

Under the herb bag, there is also a piece of paper, three times a day, after meals.

Next to the herb bag is a silver ingot.

It was all he could leave to the poor shopkeeper.

He sent a message to his apprentices, and night had fallen.

I went to the outside of the house where Fuyun was kidnapped.

According to the shopkeeper's description, the old man walked to the last row of the house, outside the west wall.

According to the approximate mental estimate, measure the approximate location of the fourth room from left to right.

He didn't know what was going on inside.

If you go in alone, you won't be able to catch anyone.

If it is reported to the official, I hope that Jing Zhaoyin will send troops, but what if it is urgent, and the people inside tear up the ticket.

What's more, he doesn't have that much time.

Every moment of Fuyun's time in it is dangerous.

At the root of the wall of the house, he did not dare to dig the wall directly.

Fortunately, the location of this house is wonderful.

There are no neighbors around.

Xu is the owner of the house is cautious, thinking that in this way he can closely observe whether there is an invasion of outsiders.

There is a castor oil shop in Shilipu, as well as two wineries.

In the early years, he came here to buy things for the first emperor.

If the castor oil shop did not change hands, it should be the son of the old shopkeeper who took over, and the son was honest and a filial son. 、

The old shopkeeper likes to eat the old boiled wine from the east of the town, with Zhang Xiaojiu from the west of the town.

Zhang Xiaojiu is one of the wineries in his memory.

The owner's name is Zhang Xiaojiu, who is a good gambler, and his family property is not earned by opening a winery, but by gambling.

Another winery is called Wang Ji.

An honest shop, there is nothing to make use of.

After thinking about it for a while, the old man of the sheep soup restaurant, touching the night, went straight to the ten-mile shop to have a gambling game.

Zhang Xiaojiu is there.

As the night darkens, the gambling house is doing just fine.

As soon as he entered the gambling house, the old man was choked by the heavy smell of smoke and sweat inside.

After all these years, this is still the environment.

The old man was standing at the door, and a shopkeeper greeted him.

"Uncle, do you play two?"

The old man of the Sheep Soup Restaurant carried his hand on his back, smiled and nodded at him, and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

There will be a gambling house, and most people come in and play on the first floor.

Very few people know that the casino has a second floor.

Generally, those who go up to the second floor are big households, and the boss personally leads them up.

Xiao Er saw that the old man was angry, but he went straight to the stairs on the second floor, and hurriedly followed, "Uncle, our bureau is here, are you betting on treasure or ......?"

The old man of the sheep soup restaurant turned his head and smiled at him.

"I'll go up to the third floor."