"Huh," he suddenly turned his head halfway to me and asked, "Can you cultivate the strength you beat them that day?"

"This ......" I was looking at the phantom when his sudden turn of head startled me.

"Why, are you afraid that other people will learn?" he said to me in a tone that bordered on mockery.

"No, no, this kind of power is actually innate with me, and I don't know if I can cultivate it, and I haven't successfully controlled this power once so far, it doesn't seem to belong to me. "It's true that this kind of power only appeared once a long time ago, and it was also vaguely remembered, and now I can't remember it.

"Where are you going to stay tonight? If you don't have a place to stay, come with me, and you will protect me. ”

And my attention was always attracted by the phantom behind him, so I didn't hear what he said at the time, and just said mechanically: "No, no." He didn't say anything and walked straight out.

Because of the "power" given by Hu Xin, no one will dare to discuss and stop me in front of me what I do in the future, and I plan the whole thing like this: first find out the murderer who killed the child, the child was killed and naturally related to the person who broke into the town, but he definitely didn't dare to act openly, so the murderer may be a person who instructed the people in the town, but what kind of enmity will there be, so he can unite with outsiders to kill his own people. Now I think the most suspicious thing is Xiao Zhong, and the phantom behind it may be the soul of the person who was killed.

But at this time, Xiao Zhong has left, and the idlers who gathered here before have also dispersed, and the two steamed buns just now have not been eaten, thinking that there is nothing to do now, I want to familiarize myself with this place and the cultural level here.

The town is not big, it is like some relatively large villages outside, and electrical appliances and everything are popular, but there is no police here, this is a beggar on the side of the road told me (the real beggars in small places are know-it-all), the price, is my steamed bun that has not been moved, he told me, the system here generally does not need to be maintained, because people who want to do something, or even just think about it, will be noticed by the five elders, so those people will be taken away by the five elders or the people who came in place of the five elders before they do something unfavorable to others, and some of them will be released after suffering a little, and some of them will be imprisoned until death。 Therefore, for the people here, the five elders are like guardians, responsible for all of them, but they can't have strange thoughts, won't they be too harsh.

After that, I asked him about some of the problems of life, and the man who took the remnant soul could put those five old fellows on full alert, which was certainly not something that could be solved in a short time, and it was inevitable to stay here for a few days.

Fortunately, the money used here is the same as outside, and the prices are about the same, so I have a few dozen yuan left, and it is not enough to save food and drink for a few days, and if the time is longer, I am afraid that I will have to find a place to make money.

I also heard one thing, that is, the life experience of Xiao Zhong, the young man who looked a little hostile to the five elders, his original name was Bai Jun, and his status was also very high, he was the grandson of Bai Kun, but then I didn't know why, he changed his name to Bai Xiaozhong, what was the reason, he didn't say, but guess it should also be the ugly thing of the old Bai family, allowing people to mention it is already considered tolerant, who dares to talk about it all the time. But this non-standard answer deceived me into two steamed buns again, hateful curiosity!

But the most important thing must not be forgotten, that is, the child who was killed before, his status is not high, only after a farmer, no matter how many cases there are, it is not for the beggar to know, but he pointed out to me that the child's home, the family must know more than these passers-by.

But...... My poor money.

The first thing I heard when I walked outside the child's house was the woman's sobbing, and now it shouldn't be appropriate to go in and sprinkle some salt on the wound, so I didn't hesitate to exercise my "power" and called the neighbors of the family out, and after a while of inquiry, I first temporarily ruled out the suspicion of Xiao Zhong, because the murdered child was actually only seven or eight years old, and the phantom behind Xiao Zhong was very similar to Xiao Zhong, and the beggar didn't say the age of the child, wouldn't it be a shame to take away my money and steamed buns?

Because I didn't want to disturb the family of the deceased, I was about to leave there, when I suddenly thought of a question that I hadn't thought of before, that child, what was the cause of death, because I had always suspected Xiao Zhong before, so I thought that it would be okay to prove that Xiao Zhong was the murderer, but I didn't know the cause of death, even if I knew that the murderer was him, I couldn't prove it.

As for the cause of death, he said that he didn't know, and he said that it was far away from the place of the accident and that he hadn't rushed there, so he didn't know, but couldn't this thing be known by hearsay?

On the way back in frustration, I suddenly saw the beggar just now, lying in a corner, nibbling on the steamed bun I gave him, maybe some pickles bought with my money, chirping and eating, seeing the anger in my heart, the news is not accurate, and now the food is very fragrant.

However, these emotions are not good, because after a round in this town, I have found such a beggar, and I will have to ask him what will happen in the future. He saw me, too, but he ate more energetically.

"Why are you here?" I asked him, holding back my anger.

"Yo, why can't I be here, the whole town is my home, I can be wherever I want, do you care?"

Although I was very unhappy, I had no reason to refute it, so I had to put it down for the time being.

"Do you know the cause of the child's death?" I asked him in a low voice, holding back the sharp pain in my heart.

"The cause of death, that's naturally known, but ......" with a long smirk after the word.

"A steamed bun. "It hurts.

"Two. "He's too embarrassed to ask for it.

"Just one, at most add dishes"

"Deal, you go buy first. I'm waiting here. ”

I clutched the money in my hand tightly, and I didn't want to buy steamed buns for those who bought them. No, this cost is too great, and I will have to find those five old men for reimbursement in the future.

"Would you like to keep half of it? I've only eaten one today, not as much as you. "I would never have thought of one day having to eat with someone who asked for food.

"Don't you still have the money, buy it again!" he said disapprovingly.

Nonsense, it's not him who spends the money, of course he doesn't know what heartache is. I really couldn't stand the lack of virtue in his eating, so I hurriedly asked the cause of the child's death, and asked him to leave him early, so that I would not make a fuss in my heart.

"The cause of death, I was stabbed with a knife. He said distractedly.

"That's it?"

"That's it. ”

"It should have spread a long time ago, why did they say they didn't know. ”

"That's where the knife came from. ”