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A few priceless jewels were lost in the storeroom, and what made people even more frightened was that four of the night watchmen had died, all of them lying in pools of blood, and the death was strange and horrific.

Early in the morning, Jian Cai, the old man who guarded the door, took more than a dozen family guards to block Li Xiaomu's door, saying that the old owner had an order, and no one could leave until the perpetrators were investigated.

Originally, as orthodox cultivators, if Li Xiaomu and his party wanted to leave, it would be difficult to stop them with these ordinary martial artists, but they were famous families, how could they bear this unknown injustice for no reason, so everyone was very calm, and they didn't do anything, and let the people in the village search the house.

Jian Cai's goal is very clearSince Zhuang Shang stole the treasure, the purpose of the perpetrator is to put lice on the bald head, and it is obvious that he will kill himself for money! Therefore, the "stolen goods" must still be on the offender's body, or hidden somewhere around him.

But all the searches under the bed and under the table did not see any clues, and in the end, the old man wanted to search for the package, and the algae tea stopped first

"You dare!"

"Hmph, don't you dare?!Are you a thief!" Jian Cai came up with more than a dozen guards.

"Don't do it yourself!" Algacha sneered and took a step forward.

"Senior sister, step aside!" Yan Shirong shouted in a low voice, frowning, "We have a clear conscience, let the old man take a look." As he spoke, he unwrapped himself first......

Jian Cai asked people to check it out, but there was still nothing to gain, so he could only withdraw sullenly, and threw down a sentence when he left, "Show me well, before the matter is clarified, none of them can be let go!"

Half an hour later, he led someone to pull Shu Xihuan out of another room, and the scholar was frightened, and was grabbed by the neck by a strong man, like a chicken cub in comparison.

Jian Cai is old, but his momentum is not small, and he pointed at Shu Xihuan with horizontal eyebrows, "Boy, did you do it?!"

"Xiao, Xiaosheng don't understand, where did you offend the old man?" asked Shu Xihuan tremblingly.

"Don't play stupid for me!Say, what did you do last night!"

"Xiao, Xiaosheng has been studying in the room, and he only fell asleep before dawn. ”

"Fart! We have checked, the person died about four watches, just before and after you entered the village, how could it be so coincidental? Hmph, you must have a plan, tell me, where is the east?"

Shu Xihuan obviously didn't understand too much, he was stunned for a while, the strong man raised his slap and was about to slap him in the face, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't stand steadily.

Li Xiaomu couldn't stand it, took a step forward, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by algae tea, "Don't make extraneous branches, otherwise you will delay the trip, can you afford it?"

Li Xiaomu blocked her arm and shouted, "Stop." ”

The strong man's slap stopped in mid-air and looked back.

Li Xiaomu walked up with a smile and looked at Jian Cai, "I said old man, aren't you sprinkling seeds in the cracks of the stone to plant onions!

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, "He must have an accomplice!" looked at Li Xiaomu a few more times, and said with a sneer, "In my opinion, it's in the village!

Syllable!

The strong man's hand was fast, the big slap was slapped, and it hit Shu Xihuan's face hard, the scholar's fine skin and tender meat, how could he withstand this, suddenly his mouth and nose were bleeding, half of his face was already swollen high, he staggered a few steps, poof! kneeling on the ground, but he was immediately picked up by the strong man and slapped again.

Li Xiaomu was furious, these evil servants were afraid of being hard and bullying the soft, and seeing how difficult it was to provoke his own group, he was angry with the scholars! He was about to rush up, but suddenly found that the strong man's hand had stopped

Blood trickled down Shu Yanhuan's cheeks, soaked his chest, stained the hem of his clothes red, and finally dripped on the ground......

As soon as the rain stopped, the water on the ground was still one by one, but everyone noticed that the puddles of water were all red and miserable, connected together, like a sea of red pulp and blood.

Jian Cai was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and suddenly heard someone next to him exclaim: "Oh, you, you see"

The people followed the prestige, but they saw that the eaves and corners of the houses in the courtyard were ticking blood, and the red lanterns and silk cloth were turning white.

Some people went to the house to investigate, and after sniffing and seeing, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it turned out that the red cloth of the lantern had faded, and the red paint was not blood at all, and it was a false alarm!

Jian Cai was relieved, and set his eyes on Shu Xihuan again, "Whoosh!

The subordinate immediately entered the house, and when he came out again, there was already an extra package in his hand, Shu Xihuan's face turned pale, and his body trembled even more. Jian Cai stared at him, "It seems that I have been stolen and captured, open it!"

The servant unwrapped the package, threw a large pile of coarse clothes and trousers into the mud, and finally pulled out a scroll of paintings from it, and the scholar's face was even more miserable.

Jian Cai took the scroll and slowly unfolded it, and the scholar hurriedly explained

"The old man, not Xiaosheng wants to take it for himself, just because he inadvertently looked at this painting last night, he loves it very much, and he is afraid that the rain will leak in the house, and it will be damaged, so he is wrapped in an oilcloth for protection, I want to ask Guizhuang to buy it this morning, but I don't think about it, you are old in the morning."

Jian Cai's face was dark, but he glanced at the drawing paper and threw it aside, obviously not caring about it, and shouted: "Search again!"

The subordinate flipped left and right, and finally took out a palm-sized bag at the bottom of the package, and shook it with his hand, and said to Jane with a heavy and excited statement: "Old Jane, find it!"

Jian Cai sneered, "What else do you have to say?"

"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good" Someone in the backyard hurriedly ran over, and when he saw Jian Cai and the others surrounding there, he said angrily, "You, what are you still standing stupidly for!

Jian Cai was stunned for a moment, and the man looked at the corners of the houses again, and his face changed miserably, "Red things have turned into white things, bad luck! It's really unlucky! Don't you take it down for me!"

Only then did everyone react, those lanterns and silk cloths had faded in color, and now they were white and miserable, but they really seemed to be doing a funeral, their faces changed greatly, and they no longer had time to take care of the scholars, so they scattered and got busy, but they still left a few people to look at Li Xiaomu and them.

There was a lot of work here, and there were also cries and noises in the backyard, and after a while, a dozen people rushed out in a group, and in the middle of it was a shelf, on which lay a young man, his face was like gold paper, and his breathing was extremely weak, as if he was about to swallow at any moment......