Take Tang Muzhou to the fast food restaurant opposite for breakfast.

However, two fritters, plus two bowls of preserved egg and lean porridge, just such a small thing, cost me nearly 20 yuan, and the price is really a bit expensive.

I estimated the profit, and it was several times.

I suddenly thought that I might as well sell it early in the future, but this thought just flickered in my heart and gave up.

Didn't you calculate it before, the decoration of the fast food restaurant, the fashionable tables and chairs, the brand franchise or something, and the neatly dressed staff.

At any point, my small noodle shop can't compare.

Besides, if you sell supper until two or three o'clock in the evening, and then sell breakfast or something, even if you can arrange the time, your body can't stand it.

Seeing that my face was not very good, Tang Muzhou took a sip of porridge and asked me what was wrong.

I yawned, rubbed my eyes and said I hadn't slept well last night.

After Tang Muzhou glanced at me, he sighed, and didn't ask anything more, after eating, we were about to go out, but at this moment, my gaze was fixed somewhere.

It was a window seat, a single table.

A man was sitting in that corner, eating breakfast with his head down.

Tang Muzhou turned around and what happened to me.

I didn't speak, but walked towards the window. The man was still eating with his head buried, the sun was pouring in through the window, and his bald head was like a glowing light bulb.

Sensing someone around me, he looked up at me with a bald head.

His expression is very natural, he can't see any wounds on his face, and his skin color is no different from that of a normal person.

When he saw me looking at him, he was not surprised at all.

After staring at me for a while, the bald head buried his head again and continued to eat breakfast.

I saw that the clothes on the bald head were the same as yesterday, and there was no blood stain at all.

I was very strange, I could clearly see it in the early hours of this morning, his head was smashed by Liang Yuan with a stone. But now, as if nothing had happened, he sat alive and ate breakfast.

After eating, the bald head wiped his mouth, stood up and left.

As he passed me, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was a little proud.

As I watched him leave, I stood there as if frozen......

I left the fast food restaurant with Tang Muzhou and walked down the street, and the early morning sun shone on my face, which was very dazzling.

Back at the chicken offal noodle shop, I sat on a stool, gasping for air.

Suddenly, I got up and strode upstairs.

Once in the room, I turned on the light and dragged the bag out from under the bed, and when I looked through the light, I saw that they were just two ordinary sets of dirty clothes, and there was no blood stained on them.

Sitting on the bed, I felt like my whole head was covered.

After a while, I went downstairs, and I sat down on a stool, feeling that every cell in my body was about to get tired.

Tang Muzhou didn't ask me anything again, he leaned against the table and looked at me with a complicated expression.

At this moment, there was a sound of the door closing upstairs, and with the sound of footsteps, it was Liang Yuan who came down.

His face was uglier than mine, his hair was unkempt, and his eyes were black, it seemed that he hadn't rested well after lying down for so long.

Seeing that there was an extra stranger in the store, he was slightly surprised.

I introduced the two sides to each other, Tang Muzhou wanted to shake hands with Liang Yuan, but saw that the other party was a little distracted, and looked at me again, his eyes were very serious.

"Tang Xiaofan ......"

Liang Yuan said, and after glancing at Tang Muzhou on the side, he pulled me aside.

Close to my ear, he said in a very small voice: "I have been thinking just now, I should go and turn myself in, I killed the person, and it has nothing to do with you, in case this matter implicates you......"

I interrupted him: "Liang Yuan, didn't we talk about it?" It is true that murder pays for life, but what if you kill not a person? ”

"Tang Xiaofan, are you crazy? We ...... by the reservoir."

I shoved the two piles of clothes into his hands: "Look, how are these clothes different from when you changed them?" ”

After shaking off those clothes, Liang Yuan was also stunned.

He asked me, "Tang Xiaofan, what's going on?" What about the blood on it......"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

After a pause, I said, "And, just now I went to the fast food restaurant opposite with my cousin to have breakfast, do you know who I saw?" ”

"Who?"

"That bald head!"

Hearing this, Liang Yuan's body trembled!

"Bald?"

I snorted.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I saw him eating breakfast with my own eyes, and his head was intact, and there was not a single wound to be seen."

I'll tell Liang Yuan what I saw in the fast food restaurant just now.

He seemed incredulous, and repeatedly asked me if I was mistaken, and I swore to God that I hadn't, and he sat down and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket with shaking hands.

After looking for a long time without looking for a lighter, Tang Muzhou stepped forward and lit a cigarette for Liang Yuan.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly asked Liang Yuan:

"Did you bring the second half of "Autumn Moon Eclipse List"?"

I took the back half of the book from Tang Muzhou's hand, and I took it and flipped through it.

Xu Yinyin really said that she was not wrong, the second half of "Autumn Moon Eclipse List" was really much more bizarre than the first half, and when I turned through a few pages, my hands began to tremble.

On it, I saw a way to marinate human body fat.

After Chen San finished eating the "Yilu" of his life early, a large amount of fat and oil accumulated in his body.

"Autumn Moon Eclipse List" said that the fat oil on this kind of person, pickled in the jar, can produce a special fragrance after a long time.

This fragrance is not smelled by a normal nose.

The smell that overflows and soaks into the seasoning produces a strange aroma that makes diners want to stop my chicken noodles.

According to the above statement, the marinade in Zhang Ying's house should also have this fragrance in it.

However, there is a problem here.

Chen San, the person is already dead.

According to the "Autumn Moon Eclipse List", only the dead will produce this special smell of oil in the body.

Bald, obviously a living person.

At that moment, my mind began to spin rapidly.

Suddenly, I thought of one thing - a barrel.

But in the strange things that Tang Muzhou experienced when he was a child, I remember that when he was born with that strange illness, he was once put into a wooden barrel and steamed by a woman suspected of Xia Hong.

And if Zhang Ying was not hallucinating, the bald head also jumped into a wooden barrel with boiling water.

Continuing to flip through the Autumn Moon Eclipse List, I saw its description of an herb on the last few pages.

It's a plant I've never heard of: the silver money plant.

The biggest description of money grass in this half of the book is that it can make people or animals - "corpses do not decompose".