On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the people of the world sacrificed to the stove, swept the dust, and offered sugar melons, but asked the king of the stove to bless his family with a smooth and prosperous coming year. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The shop selling sugar melons on East Street ushered in the hottest days of the year, and even the uncle who sold Spring Festival couplets next to him made a small profit. ”

As long as Zhao Chengqi follows, as the adopted son of the third room and the second room, Zhao Chengping will be done in a random manner.

Bypassing the lively crowd on the street, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Young Master Zhao." ”

Looking back, it was Zheng Shuxia from the security brigade, and Zheng Shuhua was still standing next to him with a camera to take pictures of the crowded shopping team.

"What, this is to interview the people to celebrate the New Year?" Zhao Chengping smiled.

Zheng Shuhua looked at Zhao Chengping coldly: "Smile." ”

With a "click", Zhao Chengping's slightly stiff smile was frozen in the camera.

Zhao Chengping looked at the camera, the German-made Zeiss lens, he knew that this camera was really big and heavy compared with modern digital cameras, but in fact, it was already the most sophisticated product in this era, and the price was quite expensive, only the rich people or the big newspapers and big photo studios would have it.

Seeing him carefully looking at the camera, Zheng Shuhua said, "What do you see?" ”

Zhao Chengping smiled: "I see that you must be very rich, or you are particularly valued by the newspaper boss, otherwise you wouldn't let a little girl run around with expensive and heavy things." ”

Zheng Shuhua waved his hand, and Zheng Shuxia on the side hurriedly put away the camera.

My sister didn't even say a word, and as a big brother, she immediately understood the spirit, which is really a textbook sister control. Zhao Chengping tugged at the corners of his mouth.

seemed to see Zhao Chengping's thoughts, Zheng Shuxia hurriedly explained:

"This was given by Master Luo, even the newspaper doesn't have such a good camera, if it breaks, I can't afford to lose it."

There is no need to explain, explanation is to cover up, and to cover up is to do something.

The four words Young Master Luo in this sentence attracted Zhao Chengping's attention.

Young Master Luo? Luo Xinyuan?

"How could he lend you a camera?" Zhao Chengping asked.

"I said that I wanted to write about the New Year's flavor and folklore of the water town, and Miss Luo said that she saw that her cousin had several cameras, and he didn't usually use them much, so she took the smallest one from the drawer and lent it to me." Zheng Shuhua said with a smile.

It turns out that this is the case, several cameras, it is really rich.

"Remember to show me the photos that have been washed, I still have some things, go first." Zhao Chengping smiled and said goodbye to the Zheng family brothers and sisters.

Passing by the crowded candy and grocery store again, Zhao Chengping thought about it and stepped in.

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Pushing open the black lacquer gate, the plum blossoms in the courtyard are already in full bloom, and the cold aroma is still lingering in the courtyard.

The atmosphere here is completely different from the bustle of the streets, and there is hardly any sound.

Stepping into the hall, Zhao Chengping put the sugar melon he had just bought on the table, and greeted the decadent man in the corner: "Come and eat?" ”

The man's face was soot and he waved his hand tiredly: "Don't." ”

"I eat it every year, and if I suddenly don't eat it this year, will I not be able to sleep at night?" Zhao Chengping said with a smile.

"It's all down to this step, how can you still have the heart to eat." As he spoke, the man got up lazily, wearing the brocade robe he had once worn and was now indistinguishable in its original color.

said that he didn't have the heart to eat, Zhao Chengping only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and the sugar melon in the box was missing, and the broken man who looked like a beggar moved in his mouth, and he ate it very sweetly.

Zhao Chengping shouted upstairs: "Nezha, do you want to come down and eat sugar melon?" ”

A short time later, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps from the wooden floor overhead, and a seven-year-old bear child rushed towards him with his great enthusiasm for candy.

"Look, this is called the heart of a child, what do you say you are a big man playing tsundere." Zhao Chengping sat lazily on the soft chair by the window, looking at Nezha's mouthful of sugar melons, and he was so glued that he couldn't speak.

This middle-aged man who looks like a fireman is the king of the stove who is admired by everyone today, and in a few hours, he should go to heaven to say good deeds, who would have thought that he was now squatting here with a sad face, looking as if he had been robbed to work as a hard laborer digging coal.

Early this morning, as soon as Zhao Chengping woke up, he found a man standing in front of him who seemed to have just crawled out of the charcoal hole.

After the man introduced himself, he was even more surprised, Lord Stove?

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Normal people want to see their bosses to report on their work, not to mention dressing up, at least they have to change into clean clothes, wash their hair and face before going out, and ......, "Aren't you supposed to be in heaven now?" Even if it's not in the sky, you should be sorting out the situation analysis report of each family at the end of the year, right?

"How dare I go to heaven now, heaven has to lay down eighteen layers of hell." Lord Stove cried with a sad face.

Zhao Chengping rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Ah, what's the matter, you have an adulterous affair with someone in the underworld and was discovered by the above?" ”

The Lord of the Stove threw him a roll of the eyes: "Layman! Why do you think about these things! ”

"Then you told me what was the matter, you can't just look at me."

Listening to the cry of the king of the stove, Zhao Chengping felt that the problem seemed to be a bit serious.

In the past two days, the Lord of the Stove suddenly found that he could not accept any news from the human world at all, although he was still squatting on the stoves of various households, but he couldn't hear what people were saying, nor could he see what people were doing, he could only see vague shadows and buzzing sounds.

The most terrifying thing is that there are several families who don't remember what they did this year, as if their memories have been completely erased.

"Oh, it sounds like it's been interfered with electronically." Zhao Chengping said with a smile, "Did you not say good things to people last year and were blacklisted?" ”

Lord Zao asked the sky with a speechless face.

If the annual report of the year is missing, the Lord of the Stove is derelict in his duties, and the derelict immortals are either killed by a knife in Zhuxian Terrace, or they are kicked to the world to accept reincarnation.

"Reincarnation is very good, you see that there is food and drink in the world, how lively. Isn't there still a god Sifan in the lower realm? Zhao Chengping comforted him happily.

However, judging from the expression of the Lord of the Stove, he was not comforted at all.

"If I really did something wrong, I will admit it, I am so wronged, what does it matter to me!" When the Lord of the Stove thought of this, he was sad, he obviously had diligent work records for the day every day, but the work records of those families could not be found.

Looking at the appearance of an immortal lying on the table crying to death or live, Zhao Chengping couldn't help but say: "Although I sympathize with you, I am just a mortal, and there is nothing I can do." ”

Hearing that he seemed to be relieved, the Lord of the Stove suddenly raised his head, and his eyes flashed with hope: "Yes! There are so many immortals here, there is always one who can help me. ”

Zhao Chengping said loudly: "Hey, does anyone want to help him." ”

Be quiet......

Quiet......

Serenity......

Quiescence......

Dead......

He looked at the Lord of the Stove apologetically: "Everyone may not be familiar with you, and I am embarrassed to talk to you." ”

Lord Zao blinked and grabbed Zhao Chengping's hand: "But they are familiar with you!" Tell me about it. ”

It felt too bad to be grabbed by two hands that had not been washed at all, full of stove ash, and sticky sugar melons, and Zhao Chengping tried to shake him off: "Hey, let go, let go, you can go to heaven and explain to the Jade Emperor yourself?" ”

"Hey, can I talk to him, what am I looking for you, I only look at the results, don't look at the process, encounter difficulties, do it yourself, and if you can't solve the difficulties, it means that the executor is incompetent, I, I can tell you, if I can't pass this time, maybe I will be knocked down to the immortal training class to accumulate merit and wait to return to heaven, if I get here, I, I won't leave!"

Hey, this kid is going to be a threat.

But what he said really threatened Zhao Chengping, now just a clown who refuses to return to the sky is enough for him to worry about, fortunately, he is a cold and cold person, and he usually doesn't find other trouble, if the prince of the stove is not happy with himself, it will be troublesome.

More is better than less, Zhao Chengping shook his head: "Okay, okay, help you, how to help?" ”

"Help me find out what is going on with these families first." The Lord of the Stove said, taking out the list that had been prepared from his arms, and the first place was the Luo family.

The second place is Zhujia in Taiping Town.

The third place is actually his own family, the Zhao family.

Zhao Chengping pointed to the third one on the list and said, "Hey, my family didn't do anything." ”

The Lord of the Stove also felt a little embarrassed at this time, and begged for someone to the suspect's head, he smiled dryly: "I didn't say anything wrong with your family, but it's true that I can't see or hear anything about your family, which means that something strange has happened in your family, maybe there are demons and evil spirits, don't you want to figure it out?" ”

"Evil spirits...... With me here, what are you afraid of? Zhao Chengping was dismissive.

That being said, but he still thought about it seriously, whether there had been any strange things in the family, and the conclusion was...... No.

But the Luo family and the Zhu family, who are ranked in the top, did have an accident.

"Okay, I'll go and inquire." Zhao Chengping threw the list back to the Lord of the Stove, "You clean up yourself, don't be like a flower at the door." ”

On the way to Luo's house, Feng Dayong happened to come head-on: "Oh, Young Master Zhao, I'm about to look for you." ”

"It's probably not good for you to look for me." Zhao Chengping thought of the headless case, and he was upset for a while.

Feng Dayong quietly pulled him aside: "Hey, the fire talisman you said is the one on Zhu Potter's body, it is tattooed, not a birthmark." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Chengping was a little surprised, the clown said that only the fire god rune personally taught by the fire god Zhu Rong is useful, and Zhu Rong will only give it to those who are born with the blood of the fire god in the form of a birthmark.

Or did this potter surnamed Zhu accidentally see a record of the fire god rune somewhere, so he stabbed one on his body, wanting to seek the protection of the fire god?

"The forensic doctor from the provincial capital said that it was not long before the new tattoo was put on." Feng Dayong wanted to say something, and Zhao Chengping asked, "Is this forensic doctor from the provincial capital still there?" ”

"Yes."

"Take me to him." Instead of listening to Feng Dayong's relays and missing information, it is better to listen directly to the forensic doctor.

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"The tattoo should have been tattooed three days before death, the tool was an ordinary sewing needle, and the disinfection work was done well, only some places showed slight signs of suppuration."

Su Yanqing, a young forensic doctor, told Zhao Chengping about what he had observed.

Zheng Shuhua is also here, it is said that he wants to find out the truth of the case, so that he can publish a big report and make headlines in one fell swoop.

"Although there are many wounds on the body, none of them are really fatal. There was a lightning strike on his chest, and although he couldn't find the heart, judging from the impact of the lightning strike on the skin, it would have a great impact on the heart, which led to death. ”

"On the tattoo on his chest, there is also a bite mark. But it was only a bite, only the flesh was bitten, and it should have been bitten after death. ”

"Bitten? Dog or mouse? Zhao Chengping asked.

Su Yanqing shook his head: "No, judging from the tooth marks, it should be a human being." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Shuhua couldn't help but gasp: "Ogre? ”

Zhao Chengping turned his head to look at her: "Have you given the name?" ”

"Do you see anything else?" This sentence was asked to Su Yanqing.

Su Yanqing shook his head.

To date, the first scene has not been found, and there is very little that can be seen from the bodies that have been soaked in water.

Zhao Chengping said about the sealing mud found in the fingers of the kiln workers, but did not say that the winemaker said that Zhao Chengqi had taken a jar of wine.

After the potter surnamed Zhu sent someone to invite the Luo family, he stayed at home until the porcelain was baked before leaving, according to his footsteps, it was dusk when he arrived at the water town, Luo Xinyuan said that he did not see him, and he did not stay in any inn.

Where would he go until the wee hours of the morning and be killed?

Or, is Luo Xin far from lying?

Zhao Chengping half-closed his eyes, if Luo Xinyuan saw the potter and killed him, who accompanied Luo Xinyuan to divide the potter's body, and threw one arm into the wicker box of the dead-end alley quite far away from Luo's house.

Luo Xinyuan invited him, why did he kill him again? If you want to do it, why don't you do it directly at his house in Taiping Town, and you have to get it to your own doorstep?

"I'm going to Luo's house." Zhao Chengping got up.

Zheng Shuhua picked up the camera and said to Su Yanqing: "Smile." ”

The shutter was pressed, but she let out a regretful "oops", and she tried again, and finally closed the camera: "The film is used up." ”

"There doesn't seem to be anywhere in town where I can make film." Zhao Chengping said.

Zheng Shuhua raised his head proudly: "Hmph, as a reporter, I can't do anything with film." (To be continued.) )