Walking along the position of the handyman's fingers, he showed his figure of no return and no search. Soon after, I saw the post man who was copying and writing on the ledger. Seeing an outsider coming in, the post man in his forties frowned slightly, if it weren't for the bright clothes of the old and the young, the post man would have scolded them to get out.

"This is the official family's pavilion, and when the two want to live in, they need to keep the index issued by the lord." These two people really don't look like officials, and at that moment Yi Cheng put down the brush in his hand and continued to this person and a demon: "If there is no index, you continue to walk towards the city, and the inn there is also clean......

"Lord Yicheng, how much did Peng Huayin give you? Can let you show him the house here. After smiling, he continued: "A few months ago, did anyone come to find Peng Huayin. You said that you missed his whereabouts, right? Presumably, you also know that Peng Huayin's head fell out, no one gave money, do you still want to continue to guard him here? ”

Yi Cheng didn't expect this old man to suddenly say this, and his face turned red at the moment, and he pointed to the return and said, "Nonsense! Although I am a small poster, I am also an official of the imperial court! How dare you slander the imperial court......"

"Your soul has not been damaged, how much silver did the person who asked you about Peng Huayin's whereabouts give you?" While the old man was talking, he took out a piece of horseshoe gold from his bosom, put it in front of the post, and said, "Is there so many?" Or did that person really make a mistake? ”

When he saw that he didn't return and took out the horseshoe gold, Yi Cheng's eyes straightened. After licking his lips, he began to say stiffly, "I don't know what you're talking about? If you want to move in, I'll have your room cleaned. I have a room here where Lord Jiujiang Taishou lived, you ......"

Listening to Yi Cheng pretending not to understand what he said again, he smiled and said to the cheap son next to him: "Silly boy, this Yi Cheng doesn't understand what the old man says, you can tell him." Say it well, don't kill people. ”

"You should have let Lao Tzu say it a long time ago! Lao Tzu likes to reason with you people the most. After Bai Wuqiu let out a cruel smile, he rushed to Yicheng's side in one step. The second stunned man grabbed Yicheng's neck with one hand, and gave him four mouths with the other hand. Then he spoke: "Lao Tzu's father asks you!" How much money did the person who inquired about Peng Huayin's whereabouts give you? ”

After four mouths, Yicheng's face was already swollen. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth, and most of his teeth were knocked out at once. At this time, Hou Yicheng didn't say anything, but he was really beaten and couldn't speak.

"Oops! I like hard-mouthed ones, and there are more than two people who are harder than yours to be killed. If you have the ability, you will be hard to the end! Lao Tzu can't kill you, just follow your surname! As he spoke, Bai Wuqiu had already raised his slap again, and he was about to slap Yi Cheng's mouth when he saw it.

"Nest lock! Don't tower, nest steal lock (I said, don't fight, I said) ......" Seeing that this black big brother was about to hit himself with a fan-like slap, at this time Hou Yicheng was about to save his life, and continued to shout at Bai Wuqiu at the moment: "Tie a fire mulberry!" Fire mulberry ......"

"Ahh Dare to scold the street! You are the mourner! Lao Tzu hit your whole family mourning! "When he spoke, he was about to hit the post again. Just as it was about to do it, it was stopped by the returner behind it. The old guy smiled and said, "Silly boy, Lord Yicheng didn't mean that you looked depressed. His teeth fell out and his speech leaked......"

Speaking of this, Gui Wu turned his head and smiled at Yi Cheng, and said, "It's a monk, right?" Silly boy, you put him down and let Lord Yicheng speak slowly. ”

At this time, Yicheng didn't dare to deceive anymore, and told someone to inquire about Peng Huayin's whereabouts. That is, the day before Master Peng was killed, a monk came here and asked Yicheng about the whereabouts of Peng Huayin, who had been away for many years.

As expected, Peng Huayin has been operating in Shouchun City for so many years, so he naturally will not give up here easily. This Lord Yicheng was a junior official of the official at the beginning, and it took Master Peng's money to get mixed with the official.

Peng Huayin secretly found him and asked the original official to fight for the position of this post. Not to mention the money that was needed, Peng Huayin also prepared another salary for him every month. The money in Peng Huayin's hands is more than three times more than the salary he paid as a post officer, so a fool would not do such a good thing.

In this way, Yicheng is here to guard Penghua Yin. It wasn't until a few months ago that a monk came to the door. asked Master Yicheng about Peng Huayin, but Yicheng was still tight-lipped. However, after seeing the monk take out a palm-sized piece of gold cake from his arms, Yicheng began to be calm. His expression was seen by the monk, and he immediately took out a piece of gold cake and put it in front of Yicheng.

At this time, Yicheng panicked. After thinking about it for a long time, he thought that he only revealed the address, and it would not have any impact on Master Peng, so he accepted two pieces of gold cake and told the monk the address where Peng Huayin was hiding in He County.

A few days later, Yi Cheng heard from his old colleagues in the government that there had been a murder in He County, and the deceased was Peng Huayin, who had fled from here. At this time, Yi Cheng realized that he had killed Master Peng. After feeling sad for a few days, I was afraid that the monk would come back and kill him, so I had a plan to escape.

Before leaving, Yi Cheng planned to dig out the treasures hidden in the ground by Peng Huayin before leaving, and legend has it that Master Peng buried the treasures he had accumulated before he reviewed and accumulated them under this pavilion. Penghua Yin's wealth is rival to the country, and if he can find out these treasures, even if he has squandered them, he can live a few lifetimes.

But after digging for so many days, I still couldn't find the whereabouts of the treasure. The baby was not found, but it was found that it was impossible to return, and it was there to find nothing.

When he heard that Yi Cheng said that it was a monk who came to inquire about Peng Huayin's whereabouts, he walked to the table and drew a monk's appearance on Yi Cheng's account book with a brush. After the drawing, Gui Wugui handed the account book in his hand to Yicheng and said, "Look, is it this monk?" ”

The ledger is painted with the appearance of a monk, and whether it is returned or not is really painted with a bit of the charm of this monk. After Yi Cheng saw it, he nodded and said, "Yes, just tie him......"

After hearing that Yi Cheng was sure that the monk who spent two gold cakes to inquire about Peng Huayin's whereabouts was this person, he smiled or not, and then turned his head and handed the portrait in his hand to his cheap son. said: "Silly boy, do you know who killed Peng Huayin now?" ”

"It's Yuanchang......" Bai Wuqiu stared at the appearance of the monk on the ledger, the old guy drew the demon monk Yuanchang who devoured the spell of a landlord. Not long ago, they had dealt with each other, if it weren't for Guangren and the volcano master and apprentice, at this time, Yuanchang's first seven burned a few back and forth.

I didn't care that there were outsiders by my side, so I continued directly to my 'biological father': "Wait a minute, I'm a little messy, how did Peng Huayin provoke Yuanchang?" Yuanchang won't know about your relationship, and now this bald man still dares to provoke you? ”

After laughing for a while, he didn't answer directly. The old guy looked at Yicheng, who was still a little at a loss, and said to him with a smile: "Old man, I used to stay in Shouchun for many years, I don't know what happened to the Xinjue Temple in the city?" Back then, Peng Huayin buried something in the temple, and after so many years, who knows if it was swallowed by a monk. ”

"Xinjue Temple? The temple is still alive and not in the war. Yi Cheng originally thought that this old guy would count Peng Huayin's death on his head, but now he didn't expect this old guy to mention Xinjue Temple. But he seems to have something to say again.

"Okay, since you should say it, I won't be difficult for you, old man." After smiling, he continued to say to Yicheng: "My old man is advising you, don't use your brains to ...... things in Xinjue Temple."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Bai Wuqiu's eyes widened, and he said, "Old guy, forget it?" ”