The proprietress continued: "That night, before the fire broke out, a team of people came and rushed into the Bairao Pavilion. Everyone is afraid to look at it, for fear of seeing something that should not be seen. Then the group left, and two or three more came. After these people came, the fire broke out in Bairao Pavilion. Gee...... The fire was so big that it was heart-wrenching. Really, it almost burned to me. I'm all cloth here, and I'm most afraid of fire...... ”

The proprietress is talking a little bit and a little confused. Tang Jiaren heard some useful information from her words, so he followed her words and asked, "But those two or three people put the fire?" ”

The proprietress immediately put on a face of "I don't know anything", shook her head and replied, "I don't know if they set the fire." I don't know, I definitely don't know...... After a moment of conversation, he muttered, "Anyway, after they appeared, the fire burned." His shoulders trembled, "There are still people in Bairao Pavilion." Alas...... What a sin! ”

Tang Jiaren's heart chuckled, and she instantly had a bad premonition. She pretended to be vicious and asked, "Do you know who those turtle sons are?" What does it look like?! Arson is a big sin! ”

The proprietress stepped back and said cautiously, "Why are you asking this?" I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything. ”

Tang Jiaren took out an ingots and slapped it on the counter. That rich and generous appearance is really enviable and jealous.

The proprietress looked around again, then stretched out her thin hand, quietly touched the ingots, and whispered: "There is one of them, I look a little angry." After pondering for a while, I was sure that I had seen it. However, it is also ...... Nor can I be sure. ”

The attitude of the hostess is very understandable. Such a fire, and someone deliberately stopped, no one wanted to get into trouble.

Tang Jiaren asked directly: "Who?" ”

The proprietress looked back and forth again, left and right, and before Tang Jiaren was about to start beating someone, she opened her mouth, but let out a heart-rending coughing sound. She hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief to cover her mouth, trying to stop coughing, but she couldn't stop.

Tang Jiaren took a step back and said, "You won't cough yourself to death, will you?" "To be honest, it looks like that.

Tang Jiaren's eyes swept over the boss's handkerchief, and found that the handkerchief was actually a woman's habitual thing, but she didn't go to her heart, after all, this is a cloth village, and the most important thing is a women's object such as a handkerchief.

After the proprietress coughed a few more times, she looked up at Tang Jiaren, looking weak, and said breathlessly, "No, no...... No way? ”

Tang Jiaren replied pertinently: "I can't say. Instead, he reminded, "You're coughing up blood." ”

The proprietress was shocked, unfolded her handkerchief, looked at the blood stains on the handkerchief, and her whole person trembled, and said in horror: "This ...... This ...... Looking up at Tang Jiaren, "I...... I'm ...... ”

Tang Jiaren stepped forward and reassured: "Don't panic, coughing up some blood is a trivial matter." It's not like coughing up for a few days every month and you'll be fine. You explain the matter to me first, and then go to the hospital to have a look, otherwise you will die a dignified death, you know? ”

The proprietress looked at Tang Jiaren in a daze, forgetting to react.

Tang Jiaren nodded and said seriously: "Say it." ”

The proprietress clenched her handkerchief with a trembling hand, put it in her arms, then pointed in the direction of her right, and replied in a trembling voice: "Stay in ...... The ...... of the Tea House The ...... ”

In the whole street, there is only one serious 800 teahouse. The only person who lives in a serious teahouse is a fake and serious Qiu Yuebai.

Tang Jiaren combined with what the proprietress said, and automatically made up the picture in her brain - Qiu Yuebai set fire to Bairao Pavilion.

Why?

These two words turned out to be a false emphasis.

Tang Jiaren asked, "Are you sure?" ”

The proprietress replied: "I stayed in the store that night, and I saw him bring people into Bairao Pavilion, and then there was a fire in Bairao Pavilion. I'm not the only one who has seen this. If you don't believe me, you go and ask someone. I just don't know if others dare to say this to you like me. I'm not afraid of anything now. I'll have to go to the doctor quickly. You...... Can you give me some more silver? I'm telling you this at the risk. I heard others call that person the Lord of the Autumn City, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a person with status and status. I...... Ahem...... cough cough cough ...... I can't afford to offend. ”

Tang Jiaren took out another ingot of silver and threw it to the proprietress again, then took out two rolls of cloth from under her nose, carried them on her shoulders, and then grabbed the handkerchief stained with her own blood, stuffed it into her arms, turned around and left.

The proprietress glared and stretched out her hand, about to shout no, but before she could make a sound, her whole face was distorted in pain.

Tang Jiaren is full but does not return. She swayed out of the door of the cloth house, leaving behind the distorted face of the proprietress who closed the door in a trembling voice, and then turned and went into the back room. This kind of inner room is generally used to change the woman's clothes.

On the floor of the back room, there was a man lying on the ground, and there was a big puddle of blood flowing from his throat. The proprietress ignored the woman who looked exactly like her, sat cross-legged on the chair, took out a pill from her bosom with a trembling hand and swallowed it, and then closed her eyes to recuperate.

Her expression was contorted, her brow furrowed, and she looked in pain, and despite swallowing the drug, she didn't get much better. As if it hurt so badly, she suddenly opened her eyes and punched her body a few times. With a pop, he spat out a mouthful of slightly jet-black blood. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she was eroded by the pain, and grabbed the arm of the chair, so painful that her facial features were distorted and her muscles were bruised. Something seemed to swim quickly in her eyes.

On the street, Tang Jiaren was a little restless, so he bought some pots and pans casually, hung them on the ground, and then walked to the rice noodle shop and weighed half a bag of rice in the spotlight.

The owner of the rice shop saw that the things she bought were all necessary for life, and saw that she was wearing a curtain fence, guessing that she was a foreigner, so he accosted: "This young lady, why do you have to work so hard to prepare these mundane things? Why don't you take a few days off in a small shop? My mother-in-law is used to cooking. As long as the price is right, what does the lady want to eat...... ”

Tang Jiaren was entangled in the matter of Qiu Yuebai setting fire to Bairao Pavilion, and was in a bad mood, and after hearing the words of the rice shop owner, she directly replied: "Eat human flesh!" ”

The rice shop owner gasped and shut up.

Tang Jiaren threw down the broken silver, grabbed half a bag of rice, walked out of the rice shop, and walked towards the small courtyard.

The owner of the rice shop let out a breath of cool air and muttered, "It's really not good. The people who used to live upstairs in my house are all generous uncles! Others want to live, but they can't ask for it! ”

The shopkeeper cooperated: "That's it!" ”

The owner of the rice shop scolded: "Go to work!" ”

Tang Jiaren was thinking about her own thoughts, and she didn't pay attention to the muttering of the rice shop owner at all. After all, ordinary people don't think of rice shops as inns.