He Jinshui and his entourage came to Haiyan Town the day before yesterday, and the reason why they chose to stay here was to find out the truth about the disappearance among the refugees, and on the other hand, they wanted to meet the legendary arbiter of the temple to see if the other party could help them on this trip. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ideal is perfect, the reality is skinny, and the Reis Corps has spent a lot of manpower and material resources here, but it has not even reaped a single benefit. Although they traveled all over the streets and visited a large number of disaster victims, none of them could tell what happened in Haisha Town, and no one knew how these people were taken captive, and everything became a mystery waiting for him to solve on his own.

He Jinshui wondered in his heart, but he was even more curious. In order not to startle the snake, the investigation turned from bright to dark, and the beauty of the blood clan went out to search for several nights in a row, but did not find any clues, nor did she see any suspicious characters.

At the same time, He Jinshui's search plan was also very unsuccessful, because it was located on the southern border and there was no branch of the temple, and the surrounding residents said that they had never seen the priests of Raushzi, nor had they seen any old people with extraordinary morals and temperaments.

The two things are mixed together, even if he is open-minded, he is slightly unhappy at this time, and secretly says that he didn't go out and didn't look at the yellow calendar, why is everything not going well.

"It's been delayed for three days, I can't wait any longer!" He Jinshui thought to himself after a toast with everyone: "I have to leave for Haisha Town tomorrow, this arbiter old man, it's okay not to see him." ”

At this moment, the Elena sisters came back happily, with large bags and small bags stuffed with the baggage on their backs, followed by a few shopkeepers, who followed with boxes and put them in front of everyone to ask for wages before leaving.

"You guys really went shopping, my God, you bought so much!" He Jinshui was dazzled, and immediately said with some displeasure: "Sister, are you out to run errands or shop this time?"

"Things have to be done, clothes have to be bought, the money is our own savings, hum, I want you to take care of it!" Ai Mingjia gave him a hygienic eye, humming a little song and rushing upstairs with clothes in his arms.

"Hey, what kind of attitude!" He Jin was on fire, and was about to use the lion's roar to learn from his frenzy, when Elena interjected: "Today is my little sister's birthday, I saw that she was rarely so happy, so I indulged a little, and bought a lot of things by her temperament." Just this time, Ah Shui!"

When Ah Shui shouted, He Jinshui's bones were a little softer, but with so many subordinates looking at him, he could also fall into majesty, so he touched his chin and pretended to think about it, and then said categorically with a wave of his hand: "Since it is her birthday, it can be regarded as extenuating, this time it will be forgotten, and the next time you dare to commit it again, you will be deducted double your salary!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'm going upstairs too!" Seeing He Jinshui's appearance, Elena didn't know that he was deliberately releasing water, so she nodded and followed upstairs. He Jinshui turned his head and saw his companions staring at him with burning eyes, with a smile on their faces, and a strange expression in their eyes that you understand, and suddenly shouted loudly: "You are the same!"

A group of well-fed teammates immediately dispersed, leaving only plates of empty bowls of wine and vegetables that had been swept away, as if mocking him, waiting for him to settle the bill.

"Xiao Er, check out!" He Jinshui slapped a coin on the table, stood up and said loudly: "Don't look for it, the rest will be counted as your tip!"

"Thank you, guest, you go slowly, rest early!" Xiao Si nodded and smiled brightly.

He Jinshui stood up and stretched, ready to go back to the room to rest for a while, and try his luck in the afternoon when he came out to sweep the streets, if he didn't find a place again, he would no longer wait here to die, and he would rush to Haisha Town early tomorrow morning, even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would have to find clues.

At this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a brown-haired old man sitting on the steps at the door of the inn looking back and forth, his eyes looking directly at the chest and ass of the eldest girl, and his saliva flowed all over the ground, revealing a look of lust and soul.

"Hehe, this old rascal! It's embarrassing to come out at such an old age, the real world is going down, and all the birdmen have come out!" He Jinshui shook his head, and laughed dumbly in his heart.

He Jinshui was about to turn around and leave, when he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and found that the old man looked extremely sloppy, greasy and greasy, as if the corners of his civilian clothes that had not been washed all year round were faintly embroidered with the mark of a temple.

"Could it be him?" He Jinshui's heart moved slightly, then he returned to his seat, instructed the shopkeeper to boil a pot of tea for himself, sat on the chair facing outward, and observed the old man while sipping tea.

I saw that the old man had thief eyebrows, smiling happily, looking at the big girls' buttocks with a smile, and from time to time he made a look of grabbing and ravaging in the air, as if he was deformed under his own pinching of those beating buttocks. That obscene appearance and greedy gaze made the pedestrians around him stay away from him like a plague god.

"Could the arbiter be this Uncle Bear in front of you?" What about your cold image and temperament?" He Jinshui muttered secretly in his heart: "It stands to reason that an old man like this who has seen the world and experienced the Demon Sealing War with outstanding martial arts has to be treated as a treasure by anyone, but Philip is eager to dissociate himself from him, it seems that he really can't afford to lose this person!"

The old man chased the big girls around the street, and then returned to the steps and sat down gracelessly, looking like an elderly migrant worker who worked all year round. He held his stomach in his hands and frowned, as if he already felt that his stomach was empty and wanted to fill it.

The old man sighed, then took out a tightly wrapped package from his pocket, untied layer after layer, reached out and took out the last few coins from the innermost package, spread them out in his hand and counted them. He Jinshui's eyes were sharp, and he saw from afar that these coins were all change, probably less than two cents of silver, barely enough to eat a snack in a street store or something.

The old man stood up and walked the coins in his hand towards the bun shop next door, and the coins suddenly slipped out of his palm, fell to the ground with a bang, and then quickly rolled down into the drainage ditch not far from his feet, and disappeared without a trace.

"Who is teasing Lao Tzu!" the old man frowned and snorted, and then looked around, but did not see any suspicious characters in the vast crowd, so he had to sit back on the steps with a stumbling ass.

"Hehe, the money is gone, look at how you eat!" He Jinshui smiled quietly, and poured another cup of tea for his own drinking. He already had an idea in his heart, if this old man couldn't eat, he would have to find a way by means, whether it was stealing or robbing, he would rush out and take down this old man on the street as soon as possible.

Since this old man is playing the dust, he is naturally unwilling to reveal his identity, and he will not show his martial arts to resist on the street in full view of everyone, and after the stolen goods are obtained, he can be escorted to the local sheriff, and on the way to show his identity, according to his He Jinshui's three-inch incorruptible tongue, and then move it with affection and reason, even at the cost of coercion and temptation, he must force this old man to comply. Hey, old man, just go into the urn.

The dry old man sat there puffing up, slapping his hands on the ground and kicking his feet like a scoundrel. People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, and he is really an arbiter, and he can't conjure up a big meat bun out of thin air to fill his stomach. So after the old man vented, he stood up and patted his buttocks, walked to the owner of the bun shop very shamefully, first bowed, and then opened his mouth to ask him to give him a handout.

"Go, go, stay where it's cool!" The owner of the steamed bun shop reacted even faster than him, and as soon as the old man came over with a hippie smile, he waved his rolling pin and roared loudly in the street: "Orlanto! You shameless bad old man, you dare to come to my shop to ask for alms! Tell me yourself, how many times you have come to my shop to eat steamed buns in the past few years, and you have not given a penny!"

"Boss, don't say that, our neighborhood leaders don't see anyone who looks up and looks down, don't hurt the harmony!" The old man smiled and said with a smile: "I really forgot to bring the money when I went out today, you can get me two buns first, and I'll give you the money later, I promise!" As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the big meat buns on the steamer.

"Take your dirty hands away!" The owner of the steamed bun shop quickly slapped his slap away, glared and scolded: "I have come out, you are a scoundrel, let the buns you give you are really meat buns and beat dogs, there is no return! Hmph, if you say anything, give me money when you turn around, when I am a three-year-old child, get out!" he picked up his rolling pin and hit the other party like a storm.

"Isn't doing business about harmony and making money, why is this boss so strong?" He Jinshui was dumbfounded, the tea bowl in his hand was slightly tilted inattention, and the tea spilled on the table and wet a piece, and the guy in the store hurriedly took a rag and wiped it clean.

"This old man is a scoundrel, he is idle all day long, he does not dare to kill people and set fires, but he does not do less things to steal chickens and dogs, and he almost kicks the widow's door and digs up the grave. The young man recognized the old man, laughed after hearing He Jinshui's words, and continued while working: "The owner of the steamed bun shop is an honest man, and he is also very sincere in business, but this scoundrel goes to other people's places every day to rub the buns, and every time he always finds a different reason, it will be several years. The most annoying thing is that every time he says that he will repay the money immediately, he will forget all about the work in the blink of an eye, and the family business of other shop owners is not blown by the wind, how can he be exploited every day, and this back and forth will naturally have a bad relationship. ”

"Oh, young man, okay!" He Jinshui was overjoyed, patted the other party's shoulder with appreciation, and said, "You know even this kind of thing clearly. ”

"That's natural, who told me to inquire about it!" The young man saw that He Jinshui listened carefully, and he didn't think he was verbose at all, and suddenly said with some pride: "I am a local, and there are many brothers and sisters in the family, all of whom are begging for hard money haha, so this Haiyan Town from the town to the beggars, the kid knows it clearly." ”

"Okay, Pack inquire. He Jinshui smiled and handed him a silver coin and said, "This cup of tea is light, you make me another cup, and the rest will be counted as your tip." ”

"Thank you boss, you are so kind. Seeing He Jinshui's generosity, the young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around to get the teapot, He Jinshui stopped him, and asked casually: "Since this old man is so hateful, why can no one cure him, don't you even have a ranger here, so you can only let him do whatever he wants?"

"Boss, you don't know anything. The young man pursed his lips and said, "This Haiyan Town is also a bit of a scoundrel, forming gangs and doing all kinds of evil, and some people's hands are even stained with blood. A few years ago in the summer, a powerful gang was suddenly uprooted, and all the gangsters and hooligans of the gang died in the streets, and they were frozen into popsicles. ”

"In the summer, he was frozen into a popsicle, are you sure?" He Jinshui became more and more sure of his judgment, that bad old man was the person he was looking for.

"I'm pretty sure!" the young man nodded and said, "Those ice cubes are very strange, they don't melt for many days on a hot day, as if they are as crystal clear, and the security guards can't cross out the ice cubes for autopsy by all means, so they have to burn them to ashes together with the ice cubes." Later, such strange things happened a few times, and the people who died were all members of the gang, and they were also frozen into popsicles, and people were naturally suspicious, thinking that it was the gods of heaven who came to eliminate the harm for the people, and the bad guys were frightened and stopped one after another, and since then there is no way to say that the social security here is good. ”

"This old man is swaggering and swaggering, and he doesn't have any big evil actions, so good people don't dare to mess with him, and if the officials don't clean him up, he will naturally live a nourishing life, isn't it?" He Jinshui said with a smile.

"Yes, that's it!" the young man gave a thumbs up and turned to pour his tea.

"Do you know where this old man lives?" He Jinshui asked from behind.

"Of course, I know that this old man is a poor ghost, and he can't find a place to live, so he calls the disrepaired and abandoned temple in the town as his home, near the slums in the north of the city. The young man poured tea as he spoke, and turned around to find that He Jinshui was gone.

"Hey, what about people?" the young man looked around and didn't see anyone, and couldn't help but wipe his eyes, and his heart was inexplicable, "Didn't the black-haired gentleman talk to me just now?"

Then he felt the tentacles cold, looked down and saw the shiny silver coin in his palm, and hurriedly held it in the palm of his hand and held it firmly, "Whatever, you don't need to pour the tea, the rest is a tip, hehe!" Thinking of this, he glanced at the busy boss with some humility, and quietly hid the silver coin in his sleeve. (To be continued.) )