"I ...... What's wrong with this?" Liu Yuan turned around in place, looked up and down his body, the previous bloody clothes had been taken off, and he had changed into a plain white clean robe, there was no problem, and he didn't wear the big red robe that he loved but was out of place.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Li Lanxin pointing to her face.

"What's wrong with your face?" Liu Yuan stepped forward curiously, stretched out his finger and pointed at Li Lanxin.

"What's wrong with my face...... Li Lanxin rolled her eyes, snapped off Liu Yuan's hand and said, "It's you!" After the words were finished, Li Lanxin went to take the bronze mirror on the counter and put it in front of Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan blinked, looked fixedly and shouted: "Good girl, who is the pig's head in this mirror!" Li Lanxin and Zheng Dongxi rolled their eyes at the same time.

"You. Zheng Dongxi said happily.

After about two cups of tea, Liu Yuan applied some swelling herbs to his face, and appeared at the gate of the inn like a zongzi.

The team was not walking fast, and the tail of the long line could be seen in the distance, and Liu Yuan chased after it quickly.

The reason why he came out with him was because the rice shop was also a neighbor, and his son was funeral, so he should go to mourn two sticks of incense.

The second is that he is really curious in his heart, curious about what is going on with his third uncle's 'tracing streamer', and he didn't believe it before.

Now that he knows the connection between the strong man and the murderer who killed his heart, and after seeing the scar under his ribs, he can't help but believe it.

When he saw a total of two images, he was all connected, and he had to be surprised, even if he was deceived, he had to be a talent to be so accurate.

It didn't take much time, Liu Yuan followed to the end of the team, and could vaguely hear the sound of chanting scriptures from the mourning music in front of him, and after his impression of his third uncle changed slightly, he listened to his recitation at this time, and he actually felt a lot more solemn and solemn, not so out of tune.

Liu Yuan walked all the way forward from the middle of the tail, no one paid attention to a person who should not have appeared here, they were immersed in their sad emotions.

But when they saw Liu Yuan's white strap-on head out of the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but change from sadness to surprise, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Of course, on such an occasion, it is not appropriate to laugh, so I can see that there are so many people in the crowd who endure very hard.

He slowed down and walked behind Zhang Yuanwai, stretched out his right hand and gently patted him on the shoulder.

The latter turned his head, his eyes were already red and bloodshot, and his eyes were swollen, proving that he had not slept well these days, but when he saw Liu Yuan's big head, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Who are you?"

"I, Liu Yuan. Liu Yuan's red and swollen lips were exposed under the two white straps, and he said tremblingly, fortunately, his voice did not change, allowing Zhang Yuanwai to accurately identify who it was.

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanwai to speak, Liu Yuan continued: "I'll send it." The two eyes that were exposed flashed with sincerity, and Zhang Yuanwai looked outside.

"Have a heart...... Zhang Yuanwai's voice was a little low and sad, and his eyes looked at Liu Yuan's head with moving.

Liu Yuan, who was still wondering what Zhang Yuan's eyes meant, took a stack of paper money from the hands of the people who followed him, raised his hand to throw the paper money into the sky, and walked forward in silence in his heart.

Mixed in the crowd, surrounded by linen and filial piety, Liu Yuan was dressed in a plain white robe, others were just tied with white cloth strips on their foreheads, and his head was wrapped around a swollen lump, if he was unaware, he thought that Liu Yuan and the deceased were in such a sad and sad way.

After a while, he stood behind the third uncle, and the sound of chanting became clearer and clearer.

A piece of paper money fell to the third uncle's left shoulder, the latter shook his shoulder quietly, and the paper money fell to the ground, still quietly reciting his scriptures, and the soul bell in his hand rang non-stop.

"Third Uncle!" roared in his ear, and the whole body of the third uncle, which was visible to the naked eye, stiffened.

"You kid, what the hell are you doing?" how could he not hear his nephew's voice, he turned around when he said this, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with you kid, why are you doing this?"

"Don't say it, it's hard to put it into words. Liu Yuan said with a wry smile and a sigh.

"Come to me, don't disturb me to recite the scriptures, and wait until the ground is over. "The third uncle didn't have the slightest idea what happened in the world's No. 1 inn just half an hour ago.

Take people's money, do things for others, you have to do your best, the third uncle said and gave Liu Yuan a look, then ignored him and continued to chatter.

Liu Yuan's heart was like a cat scratched, and he had too many things to ask.

Walking through Tuyun Street, where Liu Yuan is located, is heading towards the West City Gate.

After turning a corner, the long stone wall and the tall city gate are impressive. At this time, the third uncle also finished reciting the Sutra of the Past Seven Times, stopped his throat and swallowed saliva.

"Say, what are you kid doing?" the third uncle squinted at Liu Yuan and asked.

If you can really ask, Liu Yuan opened his mouth and didn't know where to start, and paused before saying, "Third Uncle, the 'Tracing Streamer' you performed in the Red Sleeve Building that day has come true." ”

"It's inevitable. The third uncle snorted, said smugly, and suddenly reacted and asked, "How do you know?"

Thinking that his third uncle had nothing to hide, Liu Yuan recounted what happened in the inn before, but he also said that the master of the Seven Star Cave appeared suddenly, and he didn't say anything else.

"No wonder, Qixing Cave......" The third uncle looked ahead, but he was a little distracted, and muttered in his mouth: "The divination should be here." ”

Now in the world, Liu Yuan, a nephew, was outside the inn that day, when he learned about the arrest warrant from Lao Lin's mouth, although Liu Yuan was not a good thing, he still made a divination.

"Well, what?" Liu Yuan didn't hear what the third uncle said.

Just about to talk again, the group was stopped by the guards in front of the city gate.

"Stop, check the thieves!" said a military attache in front of the city gate wearing a gold chain scimitar and wearing yellow chain mail.

This knife is called 'Golden First Name', and it is not admirable if it is not an official to the county or a meritorious fifth-class. Looking at the sword and knowing people, the person in front of him must be the leader of Qingchuan County.

None of these people expected that the county lord would personally guard the gate of the city.

Zhang Yuanwai stepped forward, said with a paralyzed face: "I have seen the county master, the child died, and he was helped out of the city, please be accommodating." ”

The county prepared adults ignored it, waved his hand to push Zhang Yuanwai away, walked to the coffin and raised his hand to pat the coffin board, two big eyes glared at Zhang Yuanwai and said, "You can't hide people here, right?"