Chapter 121: Broken Intestine 20

The fleeting rays of the night are irrelevant to the lives of the vast majority of people.

So in the early morning of the next day, the old man who was picking up the dung picked up his basket again with a flat pole, and the stove in the restaurant was also rekindled with the fire, and the early risers also did what they did yesterday.

Regarding the incident of waking up in the middle of the night last night and falling out of bed, Old Man Xiao didn't say a word, as if it had never happened at all.

However, only Xichen knows how out of shape the scene when Old Man Xiao fell out of bed last night.

And remembering what Old Man Xiao told himself after he fell out of bed last night, the chopsticks in Xichen's hand trembled violently, and the greasy milk tea in the bowl also spilled Zhang Sanhui's pants.

Old man Xiao said that he had a dream and dreamed of the second Mo typhoon.

In the dream, Mo Feng spurted blood from his mouth, opened his mouth and said, "Old man, I made a big mistake...... Hurry back to Taiyizong! When he said these words, the broken sword was inserted in the heart of Mo Tai.

It was such a simple dream, which made Old Man Xiao's hands and feet cold for half a night.

It's just that when he got up early this morning, Old Man Xiao returned to his usual appearance as if nothing happened, and even when he ate at the breakfast stall at the entrance of the guest house, he had an appetite for food more than anyone else.

Although Xichen felt that such a dream was absurd and unreal, it still made him panic.

The rice reached his mouth, chewed his throat, but he could not swallow it into his stomach, Xichen, who had no intention of eating, poured a large mouthful of soup, and swallowed his Adam's apple like a ruminant camel, before he asked Old Man Xiao: "Master, can we leave today?" ”

"Wait, Xiao Wu hasn't woken up yet!" Old man Xiao looked a little tired inexplicably.

Yuan Yu had actually woken up, and it didn't take long to wake up, but he found that no one in the house was there, so Yuan Yu had to lie by the window and look at the crowded street west in the distance.

The quilt is very thin, but the coal stove in the house bakes the whole room warmly, probably because the window is too small, the carbon gas is a little heavy, the heart is stuffy, the whole body is uncomfortable, the headache has not gone away, and naturally there is no desire to eat.

Yuan Yu opened the window wider, and only then did he feel that the cool air on his face made his bones lighter a lot.

Old man Xiao, their eating place is very close, and in such a place, the field of vision is extraordinarily broad. Therefore, Yuan Yu only pushed the window slightly, and saw the master, brother, and sister sitting on the greasy bench.

The Mongolian mastiff, which looked vicious but was unusually quiet, was lazily lying under the table, and did not smell the food that Xiao Daogu secretly threw in front of him.

When he saw Master and Senior Brother, Yuan Yu's heart suddenly felt a lot more steady, and even the headache that tortured him all night faded a lot.

Xiao Daogu was very disappointed that this extremely powerful dog did not eat her own food, but when she raised her head, she happened to see Yuan Yu's gaze in the half-open window.

Feeling the smile in her eyes, Xiao Daogu also giggled from the bottom of her heart: "Little junior brother, are you hungry?" ”

Xiao Daogu's sudden voice, Old Man Xiao, Xichen, Xiyun Dahan and Zhang Sanhui stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at Xiao Daogu's gaze in surprise.

Yuan Yu scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, and simply pushed the window open.

Xichen stood up in a little panic, but his words were filled with joy: "Xiaoyu, you just got up, don't move, wait, senior brother will carry you!" ”

Even if he is a senior brother, Yuan Yu is still a little ashamed to be so pretentious and let people carry it.

When Yuan Yu came with Xichen's hand, the Mongolian mastiff lying under the table turned over and left without a sound.

In the distance, the sound of the car suddenly became heavier, it was the sound of the car pulling and ringing, Yuan Yu, who had not yet sat down, took a closer look, only to find that there were many more blue and white body three wheels in the crowded place, which said public security.

At this time, the elderly man in the restaurant poked his head out, waved a towel and shouted in a six-point Northeast accent: "What about Kaha?" “

Someone in the distance replied: "The bear is dead, outside!" “

The man may be familiar with the owner of the restaurant, rubbed his hands and ran over to sit down, and glanced at Yuan Yu and them: "It looks like it's from outside, I don't know what's wrong, it's out of breath!" With a copper plate in his hand! In my opinion, not ordinary people! “

The owner of the restaurant wiped his hands and handed over a bowl of hot tea: "No wonder, I thought that if it was local, there should be a crying and mourning sound!" “

The man took a sip of soup and shook his hand nonchalantly: "Who knows, it is estimated that at most it will be over if it is pulled away, no matter what it is!" “

Zhang Sanhui put down the spoon, threw it into the bowl, looked at Xichen, frowned and said suspiciously: "Copper plate? “

Saying that, Zhang Sanhui took the lead in getting up, and then they didn't look good after they settled the money.

When he arrived at the place, taking advantage of the chaos, Yuan Yu followed Xichen and squeezed through the crowd and got in, and at this time, the faces of several people really changed, and Yuan Yu saw it clearly, the so-called copper plate turned out to be a feng shui plate with gold characters on a black background.

The people on the ground were like mud monkeys, unable to see their age, and the dried mud on their clothes was covered with a layer of early morning frost, and their hair was tightly bent like knives.

It's just a hand holding the copper plate and not letting go, a little weird, the index finger from the root of the palm, as if it was bitten by something with a belt bone, and the bare knuckle bone is already like ink.

The man in the police hat tried to take down the copper plate with his white-gloved hand, but as soon as he touched it, the corpse's slap fell like rotten tofu.

Zhang Sanhui suddenly scolded his mother for some reason, rushed over and tore the corner of the dead man's muddy clothes and turned it over, Zhang Sanhui tore off the dead man's outermost clothes that were long unrecognizable, and said to Xichen: "Xichen, come and see, this person is wearing!" “

As he spoke, Zhang Sanhui pulled up the wide and excessive trouser leg on the dead man's leg again, but what caught his eye was a neat legging.

Zhang Sanhui didn't say anything, but Xichen understood what Zhang Sanhui meant, the dead people were not those who took risks to find the tomb with the innate gossip and the Huangquan Territory, the Twenty-four Shi Shan Alchemy, etc., whether it was the azure lining of the diagonal placket, or the neat leggings, it all meant that this person was likely to be a serious Taoist person, and tomb robbers rarely acted alone.

Xichen subconsciously raised his knees, his legs and feet, and also wore leggings, but he was only hit inside, and the outside was covered with a little pants, Old Man Xiao, Yuan Yu, Xiao Daogu, Xiyun Dahan and even Zhang Sanhui were all like this.

Nothing else, it's just a habit for them. Only monks who are accustomed to staying in the mountains or in the temple have such a habit, but the monks rarely do this.

But Zhang Sanhui rushed in so rashly, which is almost equivalent to destroying the scene of the crime, and such behavior is very suspicious in the eyes of law enforcement.

Zhang Sanhui fumbled and shook off a cloth bag from the dead man, which was scattered with strange objects in the eyes of ordinary people.

At this time, the leader in uniform shouted, and three or five people rushed towards Zhang Sanhui......

In the inconspicuous place in the pile of people, when Zhang Sanhui ripped off the coat on the dead man to reveal the blue lining, Bu Xi Huaiwen's pupils shrank suddenly......