The drinker recognized it as the neighbor's child and wondered, "Who gave it to you?"

"A big brother, I don't know it." The child turned around and walked away, his mouth still bulging. He was only paid three pieces of halva, and he didn't have the heart to talk about anything else with this man.

When the drinker got the note, it was two fingers wide, and there was only one sentence on it: "Turtle beads should be returned to me, right?"

Looking at this brainless message, the drinker was also confused. He looked at the alley suspiciously, retreated into the courtyard, and closed the door. His companion asked him, "Who's out there?"

"I don't know, someone asked the child to leave a note, and he wanted to give it to the child guard."

The door to the inner wing creaked open, and someone walked out quickly: "Give it to me." The man was covered with a face veil and his voice was a little hoarse.

He snatched the note from the drinker's hand, looked at it twice, and raised his eyebrows. The drinker asked him, "Is it really looking for you?"

"What's your business?" The man hurried back and slammed the door shut. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at the two of them.

The drinker stopped talking.

The companion tugged at his sleeve, "Come on, this guy has a weird temper and it's not his first day. Come on, come on, sit down and drink."

The strange man went back to the house, read and read the note, and even compared it twice before picking up a few bottles from the table, mixing the powder and the potion with each other, and mixing the powder and potion with each other, and then pasting the note onto the note.

Soon, a few words appeared on the back of the originally blank note: "Sister-in-law Chen's fish soup."

In the whole row of shops in front of you, there is a shop with this sign.

The man sighed, sat down and thought about it for a long time before pushing open the door and going out.

...... As a neighborhood restaurant, the signature "Chen Sister-in-law Fish Soup" hits the soul directly, and diners know what its flagship product is at a glance.

The shop is not large, and there are three small tables inside, and two more tables if the outside occupies the road.

Diners only have Maza to sit on, and they have to sit on their backs to eat—He Lingchuan maintains this position.

When the hot three dishes and one soup were served, the people he was waiting for happened to come in.

He Lingchuan thoughtfully chose the innermost table, and the person who came sat down with his back to the street, and took off the face towel casually, revealing the lower half of his face that seemed to be distorted like wax.

Dong Rui.

As soon as He Lingchuan saw this face, he held his forehead: "You let me slow down."

It's unappetizing.

Dong Rui said coldly: "If you don't want to see it, you can get out."

"It's been a long time, and I'll have to get used to it again." He Lingchuan personally made him a bowl of fish soup, "Come, for the good times in the swamp, I made this bowl of soup."

The crucian carp soup is milky white in color and fragrant.

Sister-in-law Chen used this fish soup as a signboard, and she really had a bit of real kung fu.

Dong Rui took it and wanted to pour it directly with his neck up, but when he lowered his head, he almost burned his mouth, and the mouthful in his mouth almost squirted out.

I finally swallowed it, and then I changed it all to a small sip and swallowed it slowly. The mouth is so hot that it explodes.

In the process, He Lingchuan had already poured himself a glass of wine, took another sip, and let out an "ah" comfortably.

Damn it.

Dong Rui looked at him silently, and regained the feeling of soaring blood pressure all the way back to the beginning. What a good time in the swamp? It's hard to look back!

He sullenly said, "What are you looking for me to do?"

"We still have something to do in Lingxu City, have you forgotten?" He Lingchuan reminded him, "Erniang?" At the beginning, he and Dong Rui took over the task at Zhu Erniang at the same time, to find her demon immortal relics in Lingxu City.

When Dong Rui left the Demon Nest Swamp, he left his address and pseudonym in Lingxu City for Mao Lingchuan, and then took the first step.

He Lingchuan was in line with the fine style of practicing what he said, and as soon as he arrived in Lingxu City, he began to discuss methods with his former friends. It's just that as soon as he arrived at Dong Rui's door, he found that he was not alone.

For the sake of safety, He Lingchuan asked him out to meet.

The trick of that note was played by Dong Rui in the Devil's Nest Swamp.

"Yes." Dong Rui grabbed a piece of duck offal, "I also stood up to her

Promised, but I can't leave right now, so you can wait a few more days."

In addition to fish soup, stir-fried chicken, duck and pork offal are also good dishes. The price of the water is the cheapest, clean it and pass it in the oil, mix the small ingredients, and spray the fragrance, which is the best companion for wine.

Best of all, it's not expensive.

Hey, what is hidden in the streets and alleys is home-cooked food that ordinary people can afford.

He Lingchuan asked him, "What conditions did Zhu Erniang promise you to make you willing to come here to do things for her?"

The Bega Empire is a behemoth, and Lingxu City is under the nose of the gods, not to mention that Dong Rui's wanted warrant has finally been removed, and he can enjoy the hard-won freedom. How big is the price offered by Zhu Erniang to let Dong Rui come to Lingxu City to make trouble?

Although at that time, under the pressure of Zhu Erniang, the two agreed to seize the relics for her. But are there still fewer people and things that go back on their word?

Before doing anything, He Lingchuan had to confirm that Dong Rui did not regret it, and he did not turn back. Otherwise, there would be no need for the latter two to contact, and he would have to find another help.

Dong Ruixue was obedient, and this time he blew the fish soup cold before drinking: "The demon puppet I made, no matter how big or small, strong or weak, there is always a flaw that cannot be eliminated, that is, the life span is too short. It's not more than ten years, and it's less than three or five months."

"After all, divine blood is not something that today's youkai can completely withhold. The ghost ape is my most successful work, but every few months there is always a blood poison retrograde that makes it miserable. Now, it's almost overall. The power of the divine blood itself is a heavy burden, and I can't help them."

I see. "The golem is broken, and it can be recreated." Otherwise, why is it called a "puppet"? "You're so cold-blooded!" Dong Rui glared at him, "Demon puppets are cuter than most people in this world, you actually say that they can be discarded at will?" He Lingchuan touched his nose: "Come, eat vegetables!"

"Each demon golem is unique, much more precious than the humans on the rotten streets!" Dong Rui never forgot to step on it, "Zhu Erniang said that you can help me solve this problem."

"What can it do?"

"There are still a few egg sheaths left in its remains, and there are still condensed demon essence from ancient times, which can help me neutralize the side effects of divine blood. Then the life span of the demon puppet can be at least several times longer, and it can suffer a lot less in normal times."

He Lingchuan understood. The ancient demon was the main force against the gods, and the spider immortals in that period were powerful, and it should not be a problem to fight against a little divine blood.

For a person like Dong Rui, who regards research as life, the attraction of the spider demon relics is irresistible. Knowing this, He Lingchuan felt very relieved:

"Why, the snail toad's wound hasn't healed yet?"

As soon as He Lingchuan said this, Dong Rui's mouth stopped, and his eyes were also horrified: "Why are you ......?"

His second reaction was to go to the store, only to find that Chen's sister-in-law, who had finished frying, had gone out and was drinking with regular customers.

There was only one table of customers left in the store, and they spoke quietly.

"How do I know?" He Lingchuan slowly took a piece of pork kidney, oily, and there was a flower knife on it, "I was injured, well, no, I was injured, of course I know."

Dong Rui stared at him for a long time before he regained his voice: "You can't let go of my demon puppet?!"

Almost every demon golem he lost was related to this guy, every single one! How is it that even the snail toad can't escape this damn curse?

"I didn't know you made it." Mao Lingchuan sighed, "It wasn't until I discovered its true colors that I remembered that you told me in the swamp that you had created a demon puppet for someone else in exchange for escaping from Bega."

Dong Rui was heartbroken: "Why are you hitting it!"

"The demon puppet you created, carrying the treasure 'Snail Dwelling' that was lost in the Qing Palace more than ten years ago—yes, the thick snail shell on its back—is committing crimes everywhere in the territory of the Red Yan Kingdom! It happened that I was entrusted by the Prince of Chiyan to investigate the case and pursue the murderer. He Lingchuan spread his hands, "You say, how can I not beat it?" Investigating the case? He Lingchuan is the investigator?

Dong Rui got up suddenly.

However, He Lingchuan took the first step and raised his hand to press on his shoulder: "Don't be impatient!" At this moment, the power was overwhelming, and Dong Rui couldn't move.

He wanted to flick He Lingchuan's wrist, but the latter had already retracted his arm and lightningly under his ribs: "Don't make trouble, I won't trouble you!"

Half of Dong Rui's body was numb, and he almost couldn't breathe. He knew that this was the other party's interception of his own qi and blood, although it was only for a short moment.

This kid's skills seem to have improved again, damn it!

He Lingchuan said quickly: "This case has been handed over to others for investigation, and the follow-up has nothing to do with me, and I will not confess to you."

Dong Rui was skeptical: "Who took over?" "Heavenly Palace."

Dong Rui's face turned white all of a sudden, and his voice became even hoarse: "How can it be the Heavenly Palace?" He Lingchuan asked him rhetorically, "Do you know what the snail toad has done?"

Dong Rui shook his head: "As soon as I arrived at Lingxu, I took over the treatment of the snail toad. It hurts badly and drags on for too long! It took a lot of effort for my injuries to stabilize and heal, and I still need regular care."

He paused, "I only went out a few times before you came."

He Lingchuan sometimes forgets how homely this guy is: "The snail toad is not here?"

"No, it's too small, and the environment isn't suitable." This house is too small, and loud words will be heard by the neighbors, which is not suitable for raising monsters, after all, the toad is still very loud. What's more, snail bats are amphibians and are best suited for muddy and humid environments.

"Where did those two people in your courtyard come from?"

"The owner of the snail toad sent it, and he started to do it in the name of it, but in fact, P didn't use it, so he could only buy me something."

He Lingchuan asked again, "Is the owner of the snail toad called Mai Xuewen?"

Dong Rui blinked: "It's indeed surnamed Mai. Tall and thin, looking at Sven, but his eyes were gloomy."

Mai Xuewen is this look, He Lingchuan thoughtfully: "Back then, he was the one who helped you escape from Bega?"

Dong Ruizhi looked at him and was vigilant: "Didn't you say that you won't investigate the case?"

He Lingchuan smiled: "I won't investigate the case for the official, but I have to know it in my heart." In his current situation, a little more news is a little more help.