Song Mo's eyes caught this action, but his body didn't react so quickly.

She straightened up.

The hand came to her, stopped precisely an inch, and withdrew.

"I have admired the name for a long time, and I wanted to try you, but I didn't expect you to be a martial artist." Cai Sixian raised one hand behind her back and made a gesture of please.

"My dad has been waiting for a long time."

Today, the sun is just right, but the old man is not in the courtyard, but sits in the house, holding a cup of tea, and savoring it carefully.

When he saw someone enter, he raised his head, picked up the other lamp on the table, and threw it over.

"Now that the guest is here, drink tea first."

Song Mo took it in a panic, opened the lid of the cup, filled a cup of tea, and the brewed tea leaves swirled in the cup, and the water was not sprinkled at all.

Good kung fu.

"Thank you." Song Mo was about to find a place to sit, when she saw Cai Sixian's feet lifted, and a chair moved behind her.

In front of the two kung fu masters, she was a weak chicken with the strength of a three-legged cat.

"Don't be afraid, I have something to ask for today." Cai Gong is not verbose.

"Things?"

"I have an old friend who complained to me that it was too cold when it snowed a few days ago, but when the sun rises these days, he won't see it anymore."

Cai Gong touched his long white beard and sighed softly.

"Cai Gong wants me to find the murderer?"

"If you can pass on to me what I want to know, it shouldn't be difficult to find a murderer."

Gotta treat her like a professional detective.

"I'll try." Song Mo took it, "I can only do my best." ”

Seeing that people should respond, Cai Gong told the story.

"My old friend, called He Qingquan, is older than me, but he looks younger than my daughter."

"He practices martial arts, and he is here on weekdays, collecting some money from parents and handing over to the children in this area to practice martial arts. I can't see where he studied from, and I can't see it, but I look just and soft. ”

"He died, his heart gouged out, he died in his own home."

"No one called the police?" Song Mo was puzzled.

"He has lived too long, he is not a person of this era, and he will not be controlled by this era after all."

He Qingquan lived too long, but his appearance did not change at all, so he lived in seclusion on weekdays, so as not to be discovered, and finally was thrown into the observation room as a monkey for research.

She was slightly stunned, "How long did he live?" ”

"I don't know, according to him, he was there when there was still an emperor in the Central Plains, and he also won the second martial champion and was rewarded by the emperor." Cai Gong smiled.

That's at least a hundred years old.

Song Mo was shocked.

She knows that there are centenarians in this world, but after living for a hundred years, her appearance has not changed, which can only be said to be a spectacle.

"There is indeed such a person in the world, they can live for a hundred years and thousands of years, and their youth will never wither, but their names cannot be found in the history books."

Suddenly a voice sounded in my head.

It's like a memory that comes to mind suddenly.

"They are dusty that has been shaken off by history, and when you think about it this way, they are actually very pitiful."

It's a man's voice.

White coat, I can't remember my appearance.

There is no doubt that this and Qingquan are the kind of people described by men.

"I'd like to go to his quarters." Song Mo made a decision.

"That place is watched, and you take this with you." Cai Gong asked his daughter to take out the things.

It was an unpretentious jade gourd, adorned with beads, and a copper coin hanging from the bottom.

Song Mo touched it, the copper coin is the real currency of the previous dynasty, the jade and beads are very moist, and they should have been coiled for a long time.

"Is it a token? Do you want to pay it back? She asked.

Cai Gong blew the tea leaves, "I just returned the news to you, and I just brought it to you by the way." ”

It's time to send off guests.

Cai Sixian politely sent her out.

"This gourd is a token of your father, and you can save a lot of trouble by wearing it on your body." She reminded.

Song Mo thanked him, went back to find Cui Yexue, and walked to He Qingquan's house together.

The simple broken courtyard is lined with wooden stakes, a typical decoration of a samurai family.

There is a plaque hanging in the house, and the paper is a little yellow, which should be an old object.

According to Cai Gong's description, the person was lying on the bed with a hole in his chest, and he was out of breath when he was found.

She glanced around, walked over to the trash can, and pulled out a foil board.

Antipyretics, nothing special.

Cai Gong said that He Qingquan's body is very healthy, and he should not get sick to the point of fever.

It could only be someone else's.

There is also a torn stocking in the trash can, which can only be a woman's object unless the wearer has a special fetish.

Woman?

She walked to the kitchen, where the dishes had been cleared.

The cooktop is modern and ready to use when plugged in.

She rummaged through the cupboard twice, and there were only two packets of instant cereal, nothing suspicious.

There was clearly a fight in the living room, and the chair that broke one leg at the time was kept.

Cai Gong said that He Qingquan had a kind temperament, and he should not have done anything to beat a woman, and he should have fought with Qingquan and another person at that time.

didn't find too many clues, Song Mo went out first.

The two walked out the door just in time to hear a woman's voice.

"The teacher is gone? Can you let me go see him, please, please! "It was a young girl who was still wearing a school uniform.

The gatekeepers on both sides were unmoved.

They were entrusted by Cai Gong to take care of this place, and Cai Gong said that idle people could not wait, so they fulfilled their duties.

"What's going on?" Song Mo walked over.

The two of them saw the jade gourd in her hand, and bowed their heads slightly and said respectfully, "Miss, Cai Gongwei has not ordered anyone to enter, she is making trouble here, and we can't do anything about her." ”

As soon as the girl saw Song Mo, she immediately said urgently, "You all said that no one is allowed to enter, why can't she?" ”

The two janitors were a little annoying.

Miss Song is different from her, she is an envoy ordered by Cai Gong to investigate this matter, and they will let her go wherever she goes.

This little girl looks like she hasn't graduated from high school, what do you know?

"If you don't mind, let's talk." Song Mo turned to the girl.

The girl's fingers are a little thick, and she looks like she has practiced martial arts, and most of them have been taught by He Qingquan, and it is normal to come back to see the teacher.

The girl had a temper, "Why should I talk to you?" ”

She didn't know Song Mo again, why did she give her face.

"As long as you cooperate, I can take you to see Mr. He for the last time, but if you don't cooperate, you will continue to make trouble here." Song Mo put on a casual look, and straightened the broken hair in front of his forehead, not caring about it.

"You, shouldn't you help me?"

Seeing a beautiful girl passing by in trouble, shouldn't you help?

"I don't know you." Song Mo raised one leg, "If you don't want me to help, I'll leave." ”

"You-"

"I'm leaving—"

Seeing that Song Mo was about to get out of her sight after walking three or five steps, the girl gritted her teeth and chased after her.

"Hey, what do you want to know?"