The stall owner who threw the pot saw more than a dozen Xia Yin sect disciples running over with swords in hand, and hurriedly greeted him, "Senior Sister Qin Ci, senior brothers, the little one hasn't opened much today, won't there be any tongue-chewing people who frame me?"

Qin Ci, the leader, didn't have a smile on his face, "If you don't play those bad tricks, who will be idle and have nothing to do to frame you? The reputation of Xia Yin Town has been ruined by you!"

The stall owner pretended to be aggrieved, "Senior sister, you have wronged the little one,"

Qin Ci waved his hand to interrupt his nonsense, "Don't pretend in front of me, I don't have time to care about your today." Let me ask you, have you ever seen suspicious people passing by here, especially if you are injured or have blood on your body, and you can walk awkwardly but look like they are not injured or bloodless. ”

The stall owner immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Qin Ci looked at the nurseries again. As an inner disciple of the Xia Yin Sect who maintained order in the town, of course she knew that these guys had been wandering around, and they might be able to see the murderer coming out of the alley.

To Qin Ci's disappointment, several nurseries couldn't stop shaking their heads.

Qin Ci began to look at Cheng Fei and them. The appearance of unfamiliar faces near the scene of the crime made her professionally alert.

Liu Cuiyao and Mo Qu, who were throwing pots, were automatically ignored by Qin Ci, although the two of them walked lightly, but at a glance, they knew that their cultivation was limited, not to mention that they didn't have the ability to make the alley bleed, and even being an accomplice to the killer was not necessarily qualified.

Han Bao, who was dancing and directing blindly behind Liu Cuiyao and Mo Qu, was also skipped by Qin Ci. Although the little fat man's steps were like that of a warrior, his joyful and brainless demeanor was difficult to associate with the bloody case in the alley, and he didn't look like he was injured.

Cheng Fei, who had been playing with Xiaojin, was also ignored by Qin Ci. Qin Ci is a person who likes cats and dogs, and she has always felt that she can live in harmony with small animals to the point where no one else is around, and it is difficult to be comfortable after killing a lot.

What made Qin Ci feel suspicious was the tower-like Xiang Kun and the knife-backed Leng Junfeng, she was about to step forward to interrogate, but Xiang Kun argued with Leng Junfeng, the reason was whether Moqu's action of throwing the pot was considered a foul, because it involved their heavy money bets.

Leng Junfeng tore Xiang Kun with the strength of wine, and was lifted up and thrown aside by Xiang Kun like a little chicken. Leng Junfeng was not convinced, got up and rushed over again, Xiang Kun directly turned him around and kicked him away.

Cheng Fei and Han Bao saw that the two of them were fighting, and intervened at the same time, and then they both looked them up and down as if they had just seen a large group of Xia Yin Sect disciples.

Cheng Fei opened his mouth at Han Bao: "It seems that the stall owner has something to do, shouldn't we go?"

Han Bao beckoned the stall owner to settle the bill.

The stall owner is in a hurry, this little young master is a little God of Wealth, how can he let it go at will?

"Don't, little master, this senior sister won't be delayed for too long, you guys have a good time, it's boring to go. ”

Qin Ci looked at the stall owner, "Are they all together?"

"Back to Senior Sister, they came together. ”

"How long have they been here?"

Just now, Han Bao and the others repeatedly emphasized half an hour, and the stall owner's mind had a very deep impression of half an hour, and he subconsciously replied: "Half an hour, at least half an hour." ”

Qin Ci looked at the nurseries again, and those nurseries not only had to speak in the same way as the stall owner, but also had to take the opportunity to pat Han Bao's ass. As a result, they reproduced Han Bao's image of throwing pots with heroic and wise spirit in this half hour.

Qin Ci felt that he couldn't find the information he needed here, so he habitually asked Cheng Fei and them: "You seem to be here to play, how did you come to such a remote place?"

Cheng Fei also showed a helpless look, "Who knew that it would be so deserted here in broad daylight! The banquet that Ben Gongzi and Fu Luo ate together at noon today, was a little overwhelmed, and originally wanted to go back to the inn directly, but then remembered that others said that there were a lot of fun things here, and I wanted to have fun and drink to the fullest, but I didn't think that there was only such a pitcher." ”

Qin Ci's eyebrows raised, "Childe drank with the rich boy at noon today?"

"That's right, don't you smell that Ben Gongzi is still full of alcohol now?"

Qin Ci finally smiled, "It turned out to be a friend of the rich man, so I bothered me." ”

Qin Ci led the people towards the river, but one of them was a tall middle-aged man who kept looking back at Cheng Fei and them. Qin Ci couldn't help but ask him what was wrong.

The middle-aged man shook his head a few times, "I can't say, I always feel that something is wrong." ”

Looking at the disciples of the Xia Yin Sect who were getting farther and farther away, Cheng Fei knew that the suspicion of murder was temporarily freed, and he yawned, "I said little fatty, my wine strength is coming up again, let's go back to the inn." ”

Before the stall owner and the nursery could dissuade him, Han Bao threw a silver ingot of ten taels on the table, "Young Master Ben is happy to play today, but there are no bits and pieces of silver on his body, you can see and divide it, everyone has a share, no one wants to swallow it alone, otherwise the young master will look good next time!"

The stall owner held down the silver ingot as if he was afraid of flying, and asked flatteringly, "Will the young master still come to play?"

"Come! Why don't you come! You are all so good at talking, Young Master Ben is happy to hear it. ”

Liu Cuiyao and Xiang Kun put away the silver tickets and gold collars they took out, and walked towards an alley near the river, and at the end of this alley was the Chujia Inn where they lived.

Cheng Fei thought about what he should do next as he walked. Fu Luo has already become murderous, and he must continue to create some events that affect Fu Luo's judgment and involve Fu Luo's energy in order to ensure the temporary safety of himself and his companions. But Xia Yin Town is almost completely controlled by the Xia Yin faction, and the disciples of the Xia Yin faction are often seen on the slightly more prosperous streets, and it is not easy to create an incident!

As soon as everyone walked into the alley, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind them, and Cheng Fei and they looked back to see that it was the tall middle-aged man who was with Qin Ci just now.

A breeze passed through the alley, and the middle-aged man at the downwind took a deep breath, and sure enough, it smelled of blood!

A smile appeared on his face, Qin Ci, you guys just look for clues slowly by the river, don't complain that I don't tell you the truth, I'm older than you, my cultivation is higher than yours, and my experience is richer than yours, but I don't know how to tie up the elders, every time I work hard, I have built a step for you, this time I have seized such a good promotion opportunity, and I must not give it up!

Cheng Fei knew that disaster was coming, and his intuition told him that the strength of this middle-aged man was a little terrifying, and he asked his companions to quickly hide behind him.

The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand forward, and a large ring knife longer than a person was condensed in the clouds, "Don't move anyone! My patience is limited, and if one more person moves, I won't leave any of them!"