As soon as the door opened, a somewhat short and fat middle-aged man was reaching out to prop himself on the door frame, panting with his mouth open, his face flushed, and his sweat was dripping.

"Lao Zhang?" Bai Sibing was surprised, "What's the matter?" ”

"Lord Bai! Save me, restaurant. Someone died in the restaurant! ”

Bai Sibing frowned: "If someone dies and report to the official, how can I talk about 'saving' you?" ”

"I've already gone to report! But it's the protector of the Lakeheart Gang. Lao Zhang cried with a sad face.

Bai Sibing was silent for a moment, and sighed: "I'll sign a warrant for you, just keep the restaurant, and investigate the case as much as you want." ”

"That's nature! That's nature! Thank you, Lord Shiro! "The middle-aged man will bow down.

"I still want to drink your wine." Bai Sibing smiled, held him up, and turned to sign the warrant.

The remaining middle-aged people looked at them anxiously and weptly, and their faces were undiminished.

Pei Ye looked at his face, and only then could he interject: "Zhang, Uncle Zhang?" ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged man raised his face, looked at the young man blankly, and suddenly screamed, "Xiao Pei?!" ”

His hair and face are round, nearly fifty years old, and he is the owner of the old Zhang liquor shop in Fenghuai.

"Why did you come to the state city?"

"I'm going to fight, Uncle Zhang. What's going on with you? ”

"I-forget it, you don't want to get involved in this." Lao Zhang wiped his sweat, "Just practice hard in the martial arts competition, and strive to win two rounds, according to the last session, there are four taels of silver to take, not a small amount of money." I'll cheer you on when the time comes. ”

"Let's talk about you first, Uncle Zhang, can you afford to open a restaurant?"

"It's been opened a long time ago, so I added some money to be a small proprietor and be more busy." Lao Zhang sighed, "I just came here for seven days"

At this time, Bai Sibing came out with a piece of paper with ink that had not dried, and handed it to Lao Zhang: "The wine offering at the military meeting outside the city in two days will come from you, and I am used to drinking it." ”

Lao Zhang took it excitedly: "Bai Sibing, everyone says that you are a good official, it's not false at all!" ”

Bai Sibing waved his hand, said goodbye to Pei Li, and returned to the house.

Pei Ye glanced at the warrant, and quickly retracted his gaze: "I'll accompany you on a trip, Uncle Zhang." ”

"You don't have to, there is a warrant here, what should you do quickly, I'll be fine."

"I'll have to go if it's okay, or I won't find you next time."

"Then let's go."

Pei Ye followed Lao Zhang to the north, but it was not too far, and after turning into the branch street, a three-story small building appeared in front of him.

In fact, this is not the first time Pei Li has seen it, when he first arrived in the state city two days ago, he passed under it, and at that time, its doors and windows were wide open, and the winemakers talking about it by the window looked down at him with their dishes.

Now the windows of the whole building are closed, and there is no one left, and the people are pointing and pointing from afar.

Separating them from the building were some people who were also coarse linen shirts, but whose temperament was very different from that of the people of the good family. They tied their sleeves and leggings, held straw poles, and were in groups of three or five, with a flamboyant attitude, and each of them carried a sharp weapon.

So about one or twenty people, scattered outside the restaurant.

In front of the restaurant, the left side of the cook's face was high and swollen, bruised and bruised, and there were blood marks flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Er was alone under the wall on the other side, with seven or eight footprints left on his body.

"Heroes, I'm the shopkeeper, I'm the shopkeeper." Lao Zhang smiled and stepped forward, and immediately several pairs of eyes from different directions fell on the tall sword-backed young man behind him.

"I heard that something happened to our Huxin Gang heroes, I trotted all the way, all the heroes can check at will, our restaurant can be closed for three or five days until the murderer is found out!"

A man in a black silk shirt and a long sword at his waist approached.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, do you give face like this?" The man pressed his sword and laughed.

"That's it! The center of the lake helped Han Ken to come to our place, it was full of fluffy and shining. Lao Zhang leaned over to the man and whispered, "The hero of your gang also didn't show his identity, otherwise the building must be entertained with good wine and food, and sent to the best private room, how can you let the hero of your gang be on the second floor." ”

The man nodded and said with a smile: "In that case, then let's rest for fifty years first." ”

"Steward Chai!!" Lao Zhang's voice changed tone.

"The murderer killed people in your restaurant, and after a quarter of an hour he disappeared without a trace, and your people didn't even know anything." The man squinted, "Your restaurant has nothing to do with the murderer, who believes it?" ”

"We really don't know anything, Steward Chai! We didn't know that you guys were drinking with us! ”

At this time, a deep voice came from the building: "Let him in." ”

Steward Chai glanced at Lao Zhang and got out of the way.

Lao Zhang has long lost the expression of "I'm fine" when he got the warrant in front of Bai Si's military house, and he actually came to the state city from Fenghuai of Hele, and he didn't know how to deal with these fierce gangs at all.

He strode over with a strong composure, his legs shaking, and his face white.

Pei Ye followed silently, and just took a step, the strong wind in front of him was howling, and a sword with a sheath had stabbed fiercely at the tree in front of him, and the clad iron at the end shattered the bark and smashed a depression, and the flying sawdust made the young man subconsciously tilt his head.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, is the dog you leading so ignorant of the rules?" Steward Chai didn't look at Pei Li, turned his head and said coldly.

Lao Zhang turned around in a panic and saw that the young man was blocked there, and hurriedly said, "Ah! Xiao Pei, you don't have to come along! Just wait outside, no, it's fine. ”

Pei Ye stood still for a while and looked at the black-shirted man in front of him: "What is your official position?" ”

Steward Chai turned his head back sharply and stared at him, and said with a smile: "I have no official or position, what's wrong." ”

Pei Ye frowned and said: "Since you are not an official of the imperial court, why don't you allow the people of the Tang Dynasty to set foot in the land of the Tang Dynasty." ”

Steward Chai's grin deepened, and Pei Ye saw that his hand grasping the sheath was straining.

Pei Ye was also waiting for him to exert his force on him.

At this time, a voice came from the window on the second floor of the restaurant: "That's right, now we all have to abide by the laws of the Tang Dynasty." Let him in. ”

Pei Ye looked up, but he was stunned, the person standing on the second floor with his lips hooked and looking down had extremely short hair, rough skin, and a face like an eagle.

It was the head of the three people who met in the mountain that day.

Pei Ye frowned, retracted his gaze and stepped in.

"Remove your sword!" Steward Qian said coldly behind him.

Pei Ye didn't stop, and looked back again: "What is your official position?" ”

Enter the building.

On the second floor, there are many tables and chairs on this floor, and there are only two separate private rooms.

The incident happened in the private room on the left, and as soon as Pei Ye turned into the room, he was pressed to the door by the scene in front of him.

The middle of the room was completely emptied by an explosion, and everything flew out in a radial pattern, and was stuck to the wall with great force—fragments of pots, bowls, and plates were embedded in the walls and roofs, and the soup of dishes was pasted into a picture on the wall, and a few chopsticks on the pillars were submerged nearly halfway, like shelves for hanging clothes.

This explosion is not in all directions, but pointed, it has a clear "front". The starting point of this point is probably where you stand, and its end.

Pei Ye looked up along the traces, and on the wall painted with broken porcelain wine soup, a terrifying corpse hung on it, like a blood-soaked specimen.

Bearing his weight was an iron candle stand that pierced through his body and penetrated deep into the wall, and on both sides of the candle stand, the arms of the corpse hung limply, and the red and black blood flowed down the yellow-brown wooden wall to the ground, forming a thick pool.

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