Volume 1 Bully me, insult me, I can't bear it Chapter 388 Little Lord Fangyun

"Stinky fish, Ding Dog, help me search him to see if there are any tokens or something. I wasn't afraid to stare at him, but it would take me more time to get used to reaching out. I'm sorry, I'm going to get your hands dirty. Mo Zi apologized.

Ding Gou looked at her, this woman can win the hearts of everyone, not only by her ability to build ships and drive ships, but also with that honesty. The people she trusts never hide their shortcomings. Although he had never served anyone before, he had seen many capable people with high status and great ability, and even his declining father and mother still retained their pride in the common people. Only the ink purple is different. Whether she is her own father or her adoptive father, the combination of wealth and power is enough to make her comparable to a princess, but she doesn't have the slightest appearance of Miss Jiāo. And the most commendable, from the princes and generals to the peddlers and pawns, she treats them all equally. It's not hypocritical compassion for others, it's good deeds and accumulation of virtue, it's completely true feelings, and there is no pretentiousness.

Stinky Fish once said that the three brothers were ready to sacrifice their lives for Mo Zi at any time. And in his opinion, Mo Zi can also spare his life for them, so he will kill in the middle of the battle, just to avenge their father. replaced him, and swore to die.

Ding Gou thought of this and raised his eyebrows. Since then, he has begun to integrate himself into this circle, and he can feel comfortable when he is not cultivating in the mountains. She flew high, as if she had taken them into the open world with her.

Seeing that Ding Dog was in a daze, the stinky fish kicked at his buttocks, "It's work, man." ”

How could Ding Gou let him kick it, and with a light move under his feet, he went behind the stinky fish and strangled his neck.

Mo Zi smiled, "Play and play, be careful of this thorny ball all over the ground, it will hurt if you pierce it." Also, be careful not to hurt yourself when you search your body. ”

The two of them are doing their business.

Hua Yi came up and said to Mo Zi. "My lord, please come over." One glance at the scene in the house, I can't help but be stunned. I think I've dealt with a lot of chaotic scenes, but I've never seen anything like this. There is hardly a complete thing. Including the killer.

"I see." Mo Zi just said yes, and the stinky fish called her.

Mo Zi looked back and saw that he was holding a sachet in his hand. Although it was stained with blood. You can also see that it is an embroidery pattern with flowers blooming and pedicles.

"Men rarely buy such sachets for themselves, and most of them are given by women." Ding Gou said.

"There's something in there." Stinky fish have quick hands and feet. Take out a piece of paper and hand it to Mo Zi.

Mo Zi opened it and looked at it, "It's actually a lucky lot." ”

"Amulet. It's a pity that God doesn't bless you for many injustices. The stinky fish turned the body over, "Wow, the back is even a large piece of the butt bare, but it is tǐng white." Why do girls like little white faces? I'm black though. At least good character. ”

Ding Gou exposed his shortcomings, "You have a good character?" A few years ago, it was a land tyrant. ”

"Grandma's, am I not conscientious?" The stinky fish is on fire, and the mouth is unscrupulous.

Ding Gou laughed heartily and patted the big tuǐ, "Yes, yes, you are good." Which Qinglou stays, maybe grandpa and I've been there. ”

Mo Zi turned around, so as not to look indecent. He shuddered with laughter. From the good? The stinky fish is also too hilarious.

"Zanjin, if nothing else is found, wrap the person in a quilt and put it down, so as not to frighten the faint of heart." What she meant. Just don't let people see the killer's death, after all, it's a secret weapon.

Zanjin nodded through her thoughts.

Mo Zi went down to the bottom cabin, and before he entered the door, he heard a scream. So, Yuan Cheng, who saw that the old god was there, said, "Don't call this boat a mantle, change it to a ghost, how about it?" Obviously we are victims, unaware, and think that we kill people without blinking. ”

Yuan Cheng didn't respond to her ridicule, and said to the old man who was squatting next to Tao Shan, "Senior, this is the Mozi girl, Ding Gou and Luo Ying are following her now. ”

The old man stood up, straightened his old shirt, wiped his hands behind his back, clenched his fists, and grinned at Mo Zi, "My name is Lei Ting." ”

Mo Zi hurriedly clenched his fists, "Senior." ”

The old man saw that Mo Zi's movements were clean and neat, and his speech was not exaggerated, and he said approvingly, "He is worthy of being a person valued by Xiao Yuanzi, he is generous, and he doesn't say polite words to the old man." What annoys me the most is that the kind of people who come up and say that they have admired the name for a long time, but in fact they have never heard my old man's name at all. ”

Mo Zi smiled, "Senior, to be honest, I hesitate to say these four words." ”

Lei Ting laughed loudly, "Xiao Yuanzi, this girl is good, you hurry up and ask to go home and be a daughter-in-law." ”

Yuan Cheng took a sip of tea leisurely, "Senior, people say that a good wife is hard to find, I didn't believe it, but now I know that it is indeed not easy." She had to take her time, and I had to take my time. ”

Mo Zi glared at him.

He smiled gently and said to her, "The senior is the master of Lei Zhenmen, and he is also the master of Yidan, the master of Luo Ying and Ding Gou. He came to my aid. ”

Lei Ting shook his hand again and again, "I don't dare to say that I came to help, it was Xiao Yuanzi who supported my apprentices and grandchildren, otherwise there would have been no Lei Zhenmen." The real master of the door should be Xiao Yuanzi, and I will make a name. ”

"There is no need for seniors to say that. With the efforts of his predecessors, how much gold, silver and jewelry he wanted was just at his fingertips. The seniors are noble, and the subordinates also have chivalrous thoughts, and they are good at being a gentleman......" Yuan Cheng looked at Mo Zi and glared at him, "Why is Miss Mo Zi angry this time?" ”

"My predecessor just said that I couldn't bear the politeness of others, but now someone is full of politeness, shouldn't I be beaten?" Mo Zi turned an eye and smiled at Lei Ting.

Lei Ting found that Mo Zi was really interesting, and became more and more happy, "Although Xiao Yuanzi should fight, he has a favor with the old man, why don't you teach the old man a lesson?" However, I'm afraid that someone will be in pain and happy in their hearts. ”

Mo Zi coughed dryly, "The seniors are obviously partial to people, it's just that." This-"Nunu jaw," is also one of the killers? Dead? ”

"It's supposed to be a small boss." Yuan Cheng replied on behalf of Lei Ting, "I'm faint." I've heard, you caught a fish that slipped through the net? ”

"He didn't hold my little try, he only found this sachet. Inside is a stick, which seems to be a talisman. She handed the sachet to Yuan Cheng. Based on the fact that she couldn't save the precious things, she let him keep all the water net beads, gold beads, letters, etc., and there was no pressure at all.

"It was sent by a woman." Men are particularly sensitive to such objects.

Ding Gou said the same. But what if you know it's a woman? You can't use this to find out the identity of the killer. Mo Zi raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who had passed out, "It seems that you haven't made much progress here." ”

"Not necessarily." Yuan Cheng got up and took the pen and paper, and pointed to the ink stone, "Please sharpen the ink for me." ”

Grinding ink is Mo Zi's favorite job when she was a girl for Qiu Sanniang. Effortless and elegant. So it's still easy to do.

Yuan Cheng wrote four words: Fangyun Little Master.

Mo Zi was puzzled.

"Little Lord Fangyun should be the woman's nickname." Yuan Cheng pointed to the pale red seal at the end of the paper, "This is not signed on the original, but the person who gave this sachet stamped it." ”

Mo Zi had to admit that she was born and raised in the end, and she knew more about culture than her, an immigrant. She thought it was a small seal stamped by the signatory, and she didn't care at all.

"But what if you know this woman's nickname? This little master of Fangyun may not necessarily be known to you. After she said this, she saw Yuan Cheng's ink eyebrows raised slightly, and she hurriedly shouted, "You don't really know each other, do you?" ”

"It's always good to socialize around." Between talking and laughing, Yuan Cheng's expression gradually became serious, "The little master of Fangyun was originally an official prostitute, and because of his exquisite dancing skills, he was favored by King Li, and he bought the mansion to fill the dancing girl. However, her name in the palace may be more known - Ji Siyun. There are poems as evidence: Ji Lake looks at the autumn moon, and thinks of the white clouds and rivers. ”

"The dancing girl in Wu Chengwan's mansion?" Mo Zi couldn't believe it, "But how do you know her alias?" You and Wu Chengwan are opposites. Could it be that I can invite you to his house as a guest? ”

"Opposition can also become complicity, and factions can become friends. I've been to the palace and I've seen Ji Siyun. But knowing her alias is a painting of Yang Ling's family, with her inscription on it. I asked Yang Ling if this little master of Fangyun was also his confidante. Yuan Cheng explained.

"Also? Yang Ling has a lot of confidants. Mo Zi interrupted him. By the way, when I saw Yang Ling for the first time, it was also windy and snowy. Although that kid is a gentleman, he seems to have done a full set of literary and ink romances.

Yuan Cheng knew her little bit of caution about being a sister, and smiled secretly, "Yang Ling denied it. He told me that the little master of Fangyun was commonly used by Ji Siyun when he was an official prostitute. She is not only good at dancing, but also knows poetry and writes well. That's all. ”

Mo Zi snorted, it was to Yang Ling, "Even if the little master of Fangyun is Ji Siyun, it may not be certain that the killer was sent by Wu Chengwan." Maybe it's Ji Siyun's former lover, or maybe it's a good friend she met outside. "She is not a strong word, but an objective analysis of all possible things.

"This is the Year of the Tiger. The paper is still white, it will not be twelve years ago. Twelve years ago, Ji Siyun was just a girl. And the domesticated dancing girls are generally not allowed to go out of the house alone, and they all go out in groups. If you can send the sign to the other party, most of them are in the same house. Yuan Cheng looked far-reaching, "It's not sure that the relationship between the killer and King Li is still here, but it's a bit too coincidental." ”

"Coincidence?" Mo Zi felt that there was something in these words, "You have found something else-"

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, the old man is not blind, he can see your ears move." Leting kicks Tao Shan.

Tao Shan had no choice but to open his eyes, his whole body was so numb and painful that he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and kill himself.

Yuan Cheng said: "Yes or no, it seems that this Tao brother has to tell us." ”

Tao Shan squeezed out two words, "Don't think." ”

"Don't you want to?" Yuan Cheng's fingertips caressed the rim of the cup, "Cut off your flesh piece by piece, starting with tuǐ, so that you can see that your tuǐ bones are whitened little by little, I don't know if you can bear the pain." Also, sprinkle sugar on the wound and put ants on it, do you think they will take your meat as food? ”

Tao Shan's eyes shrank and his teeth clenched.