The sound of bricks breaking could be heard far away in the dark night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I must be crazy, Zhao Xiaoliu thought, within a day, I participated in the abduction and trafficking of villagers to Yiren, and then I myself was almost trafficked, Yiren is fake, in fact, it is the Tian family, and then the little girl of the Wang family who was abducted by me killed one of the village tyrants The whole village did not dare to face the Tian Jinbao in front of him, and saved me, and then I was a big man who listened to her little girl's idea and ran to the Baiyi Temple to hunt for treasures, and found that the Baiyi Temple was actually dedicated to the Yiren monster, and then I listened to the little girl's idea (why is it "again") I must be crazy, all of the above is my cranky idea, as long as I go home and sleep, I can find that nothing happened, just a nightmare I had, how can she Wang Zhaodi, a girl look at any account books, I have been reading books for a year, I haven't seen anything......

However, the brick in his hand that was broken in two seemed to mock his naivety mercilessly.

Only the outer skin of the brick is cyan, and the inner core of red is exposed, and the core in the center is actually yellow sand!

"This brick is ......," he muttered, unwilling to believe it, but compelled to believe it.

"High temperature produces green bricks, low temperature produces red bricks, so green bricks are harder and more expensive than red bricks, but when burning bricks, pouring cold water on them can dye the skin cyan, but the red bricks have not been burned, it seems that this brick-burning person is also a smart person," the traverser smiled, but the child's face was very cold: "Smart people are smart people, let's go, there is nothing to see here." ”

"If someone accidentally breaks a piece, won't they find it right away?" Zhao Xiaoliu asked.

"Zhou Dashan's heart is too kind, and he mistakenly believed the black-hearted boss...... Of course, you will believe that he has such a good reputation. ”

"But, but when laying bricks, craftsmen don't know how to ......"

"Are there bricklaying craftsmen in Jiming Village?"

Zhao Xiaoliu hesitated: "No." "In Jiming Village, where there are only a few brick houses that can be counted, it is naturally impossible for the village to have craftsmen who specialize in laying bricks. There are a few people in the village who can do wood work and muddy work, but they are all farmers, but they do some of the most stupid work for their neighbors during the slack time, building mud walls and making benches. When the ancestral hall was renovated, Zhou Dashan people were craftsmen invited from the far away "county", they ate and lived in the Zhou family, and did not deal with the villagers, Zhou Dashan said that the ancestral hall was not trivial, no one could rush when repairing, and before the start of construction, he also killed chickens and sacrifices, saying that all the people were bathing and fasting, so no one dared to enter the ancestral hall during that time, lest he anger the ancestors and cause trouble. Now that Zhao Xiaoliu has personally looked at the account books and there are broken bricks in front of him as evidence, he gradually remembered his previous arrangements, and he was still very reluctant to accept it emotionally.

When I woke up, Jiming Village was still that peaceful village surrounded by mountains, and the biggest evil force was the Tian family who opened the gambling stall, that is, the whole family disappeared silently, and the new households who disappeared were those duckweed-like new households, and they were stable as old households and were protected by their ancestors......

"That's not the end of it. "The attitude of the traverser has been very cold, in the ancestral hall entrusted Zhou Dashan people many years ago to arrange the blessing carefully, did not find the Yiren script he wanted, but this trip for him can not be said to be completely fruitless, when turning the book, he has recognized a lot of words that he did not recognize through a few questions- Wang Zhaodi is illiterate, but she once managed to read her brother's literacy textbook, these symbols were all absorbed by the traverser, in the past in the Jialuo world on the study of a variety of languages of the traverser quickly Wang Zhaodi's hard memorization of the symbols with Bu Tiange all cracked, and then after Zhao Xiaoliu's casual professor, his reading is not a problem, before going out he chose a black half-body from the warehouse, and the record should be covered with an anti-dust coat when the New Year was swept away, and the clothing problem was solved.

He got more than these in the ancestral hall, a knife on the table that may be used by Zhou Huaiyi was also taken into his hand, judging from the greasy surface of the knife, it is often used by Zhou Huaiyi to cut meat, and it is oiled and maintained in disguise, the knife is equipped with a wooden rough scabbard, and the traverser replaced the lawn mower given by his brother with it, and threw the lawn mower that even gray items were barely in his hand into the basket behind him. In addition, he took a roll of white cloth from the box and threw it in the basket and covered it with hogweed.

Zhao Xiaoliu saw him take the cloth, and also took a roll of cloth, and the traverser said: "Take another piece, break it into a package, and put something heavy in it." ”

"Huh?"

"If someone chases, throw the bag down, and you can divide the chase. ”

"Oh. Zhao Xiaoliu took several pieces of cloth in one breath after understanding, and the traverser was quite speechless when he saw it: "Are you going to carry five or six packages and walk out from the main gate?"

"Isn't there a back door to the ancestral hall? It's also a place where no one ever walks - right in front of the old grave circle. Zhao Xiaoliu's brain turned fast in such a matter involving property, and the traverser watched him hit two packages and hit the third one, and said: "Zhou Huaiyi left in a hurry, threw all the cakes here, he is afraid that the money is only temporarily put in the drawer, if he remembers it, he will come at any time." ”

"Uh- let's go. Now, it was replaced by Zhao Xiaoliu urging the traverser to leave quickly.

The lock of the back door is indeed as Zhao Xiaoliu said, it has never been opened, and it is rusty, and when the traverser touched it and was ready to break it violently, the rusty lock was actually opened, and when he looked out, he saw the red light in the ditch of the mourning door.

Author: The reason why I don't send reminders for old books is because I can't edit old books now