Seeing that it was not early, if it was said that the people who were under curfew had already slept in the dark, how could they have such a good leisure and leisure plus ability, running out to burn paper without sleeping in the middle of the night, and chatting.

Shen Yeling touched Zhang Shangzhi's head, smiled and said to them, "Go back to sleep."

Zhang Shangzhi was obviously unsatisfied, ignoring Shen Yeling's words: "Wait, wait, I still have questions."

However, Shi and Xu Ruliang were not as willful as Zhang Shangzhi, so they went back to sleep with Zhang Shangzhi, and the three of them talked slowly in the bed.

I don't know why, when the stone or others mention Luo Xiaoqi in front of him, he always can't help but think that he used to be a little white wolf in Xunyang, it seems that the little white wolf is called Xiao Qi, the little white wolf usually looks well-behaved and cute, but it bites people but is very fierce, as long as you are targeted, you have to bite off half of your meat.

So Shen Yeling wanted to touch this little white wolf every time but didn't dare, he recalled that the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was laughing at his absurd past.

He put away the brazier beside him, thinking that the money had been burned out, and his senior brother should have received it.

He took a broom and swept the ground clean, and poured the brazier into the stained barrel outside the door.

Although it is a curfew at night, as long as you don't go outside, it shouldn't be wrong to linger in front of your own house.

With this in mind, he headed for the door of the house, carefully lowered the latch, pushed the door open little by little, and as soon as a little crack was left, he looked at the scene outside, the street illuminated by the street lamps outside, and the surrounding was quiet, and even a little wind and grass could be captured clearly.

Shen Yeling had the courage to push the door again, leaving a bigger gap, but at some point, a touch of red appeared outside the crack of the door, like blood, he rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, it turned out to be a girl.

The girl looked very strange, wearing a red cloak, the cloak wrapped her whole body without leaving a trace, and even the upper half of her face was firmly covered by a red hood, but it can be inferred from the lower half of her face that the girl's complexion is really white, and the cherry mouth on her fair face is even more eye-catching, slightly hooking the corners of her mouth or smiling at you, or laughing at you, no matter how it can make people sweat coldly in this black and oppressive environment.

She stood alone in the dark night under the street lamps, red and dazzling, which made people feel a little weird.

I saw that the girl outside seemed to be waiting for someone, standing still all the time, the night wind secretly blew up her tightly wrapped cloak, and when the cloak was lifted, you could see that there was still red silk inside, and a few embroidered realistic black discs rolled on the blood-colored red clothes, and a black wooden cane against her left shoulder, so that she could stand in the night sky full of paper money.

That's right, it's paper money, paper money burned for the dead, Shen Yeling's eyes widened, looking at the white banknotes falling from the sky, mixed with the girl's weird smile. A group of people dressed in black and tied to white waists passed by this road, among which the last four people carried the black pressed coffin on their shoulders, two of them scattered paper money walked in front, the middle two held paper figures, and the most eye-catching was the one holding the spirit tablet in the middle.

A group of coffin bearers, plus the paper money flying all over the sky, and the little girl with this person's eyes next to them crashed into Shen Yeling's eyeballs together, and the coffin bearer's eyeballs were not given to the girl in red at all, and the girl in red never showed the upper half of her face, and the lower half of her face was still smiling so weirdly.

This group of people carried the coffin, expressionless in the end of the walk, it seems that no demons and monsters encountered, can not stop their footsteps, they set off from one street, to another street, the night patrol soldiers were sleepy, just want to take off their pants to relieve a little, see the inexplicable paper money floating, this group of coffin bearers gradually appeared in front of them, frightened just pulled out of the urine retracted.

Lifting his pants, he trembled with a gun to investigate it, but as soon as he approached them, he still didn't respond. One of the cowardly men was trembling with a gun, and accidentally the gun opened fire and hit the sky.

A gunshot rang out, and the coffin bearer came back to his senses, put down the coffin, held the spirit card, and finally had the appearance of a person, and the inspector sent one to take a look at the spirit card, Luo's family, Luo Zhengting.

In the middle of the night, there was a curfew for someone to carry the coffin, like a haunting, and it sounded a little infiltrating, and it spread from the east of the city to the west of the city early in the morning.

"Who carried the coffin yesterday, scared me to death."

"I don't know if I was arrested."

"Who is the man in the coffin?"

"I heard that it is Luo Zhengting, the head of the Luo family who is still lying on the hospital bed."

"Bad thing, people are still lying on the hospital bed, isn't this bent on leaving and dying."

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Xu Ruliang yawned in the morning, helping the old mother in the kitchen to buy breakfast outside, and heard someone talking about this matter, last night they burned paper, and someone carried the coffin desperately, and it really meant something, he hurriedly bought flatbread fritters and went back.

After eating breakfast and waiting for the exercises, the news of carrying the coffin in the middle of the night spread to this house at an astonishing speed, and a junior brother borrowed the wall to press his leg and said: "Who the hell is it, I don't sleep in the middle of the night and get up to carry the coffin."

Xu Ruliang didn't speak, which was a bit like saying them again: he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and burned paper money for people.

Another senior brother began to mix: "The one lying in the coffin is the Luo family, it can't be the Luo family who did it themselves, I want to find some sense of existence."

The junior brother continued to press his leg and vetoed: "Who would curse their own family to death, the tiger poison still doesn't know the son, if you want to say that the Luo family is so famous in Xunyang, will you still worry about this sense of existence."

"Alas, I heard that it was the Luo family who did it, and some people analyzed that the reason why Luo Zhengting was shot was Luo Xiaoqi, Luo Xiaoqi thought that Luo Zhengting was an eyesore, so he found someone to curse him like this."

Then several people talked about it out of control, and for a while Luo Xiaoqi was suspected of committing the crime, and then said that Luo Zhengting's former rival did it. It wasn't until Master Yu came out with an ice knife that they quieted down.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the ice knife is getting harder and harder, and the sound of slapping the knife on the apprentice is getting louder and louder, which is getting more and more crisp in Master Yu's ears, and it can make the apprentice remember it for a long time.

Just as the apprentices were returning to the compound to practice, Master Yu slammed the knife against the wall and asked Xu Ruliang, "What about the stone, why didn't he come?"

There was no one for a disciple, Master Yu was the first to ask the people in the same room, Xu Ruliang looked at the surrounding stones and had not yet arrived, so he had to tell the truth: "The stone was called by his father in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet, should I ask you for a leave of absence for him?" ”

"Oh", Master Yu wrinkled his eyebrows and nodded, he wanted Xu Ruliang to go to the academy to learn skills, but when he looked up, he pointed to the end of the corridor in front of him with an ice knife unhappily: "Isn't he there"?

The stone had just flashed there, but unfortunately he ran too quickly, and when Xu Ruliang followed Master Yu's instructions, he couldn't even find his figure.

The stone ran and went to Shen Yeling's study, talking about what his father had told him today.

He ran non-stop, and when he arrived at the door of the study, he broke in without saying hello: "Master, there is a fall."

At the same time, Shen Yeling was about to leave for the pear orchard, so he broke in rashly regardless of the stones, and asked him, "What has happened?"

Shi covered his mouth excitedly, relieved his breath, and explained: "It's the girl the master is looking for, my father said that there is a source to ask for."

When Shi and his father Uncle Lou went to the teahouse these days, he did inquire about Luo Yunsheng's whereabouts, but he returned empty-handed, and he had no choice but to introduce Zhang San, who had a holiday with him, to Shen Yeling.

This Zhang San is a laizi, but he has a relationship to get first-hand news through the side door, his news is at most and extensive, enough for him to set up a stall to do business by exchanging news, Luo Yunsheng's news is probably the only one he knows the most except for the insiders of the Luo family.

However, Uncle Lou had a problem with Zhang San, and Uncle Lou boasted that he was also very well-informed, so he was arrogant and swore that he would never have anything to do with Zhang San again, and his children would not be allowed to go in the future. But in the matter of Shen Yeling's help to find someone, he finally had to compromise to prevent Shen Yeling from asking Zhang San himself.

So he called the stone early in the morning and said that this is the matter, if he still finds nothing, then Luo Yunsheng will really die unconsciously.

"Master, don't worry, it's almost here", Shi took Shen Yeling to the vicinity of the Drunken Immortal Tower, according to the instructions given by his father, Mr. Zhang San should be near here.

Shen Yeling was a little uneasy, he postponed the rehearsal in Liyuan, just because he said that he could find Luo Yunsheng's whereabouts, but he was still a little uneasy: "Shishi, are you sure this person is well-informed"?

Shi nodded, while searching: "Well, but the master is very slippery, sometimes you give him money, and he will tell you the news truthfully, because those news have been bought out, and you can't say it."

In fact, Shi also imagines doing business by selling news, but unfortunately he doesn't have the skills of Zhang San, so he can only learn his craft honestly and live a life with his skills.

The stone pointed to the shop in front of him and said, "The master is there, but my father has a grudge with him, and I can't go over, master, you should be careful alone."

His father came in the morning to ask him to bring Shen Yeling here, and he also wanted him to go home, and his sister had been doing something recently.

"Master, in addition to asking people in Zhang San's shop, can you help me ask who is behind the coffin late last night?"

Shi obviously still doesn't give up, and the news that has spread throughout Xunyang today is going to ask Zhang San to give up.

In fact, Shen Yeling, as an eyewitness who stayed in the crack of the door and peeped in the crack of the door last night, knew better than them in his heart that the coffin carried on the shoulders of the group of officials was the one that the owner of the coffin shop Pu sent to Luo's house yesterday - he had seen it when he went to buy the dark coin.

So this matter must be related to the Luo family, and the operator behind this matter is the one who did it from his own family. But the only thing that made Shen Yeling wonder was why Luo Xiaoqi appeared at the door of their house at the same time.