"His grandmother, according to what you say, the money donkey is innocent, and all the evil things are done by Yu Datie?" The expression on Hou Tao's face clearly showed that he was very dissatisfied with this statement.

"The description of this case is not leaky, and it does not sound like a fake, maybe the money donkey was still a good person before, but it became what he is now after he became rich. "The wind has clearly taken it.

"Not really," Bai Shu shook his head, "According to the case file, this Yu Datie was bumped into by the inspector, then he must have been locked up in the death row of the superintendent, and it is not easy to escape from this kind of death row!"

"Yes, according to the practice of the Qin family, the three divisions of the Political Division, the Imperial Division, and the Capital Division will have at least one immortal cultivator who is above the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period to guard them, and it is not easy to make trouble in these three divisions. How could Yu Datie escape so easily, and he went to Zhao's house to make a fuss here, killed the old man and snatched his daughter-in-law......"

"That's right, I'll just say, this money donkey is definitely not a good thing!" Hou Tao immediately regained his vitality.

"This case is really complicated and tight, maybe it really has something to do with the people of the Demon Sect!" Feng Wuchen also became interested.

"Pervert, you still have a vision! I announce that the main task of our Peachtree Society now is to investigate this case!" Hou Tao said happily.

"How to check. Ouyang Gao immediately poured a basin of cold water, "Looking for Yu Datie." ”

"After so many years, he is a fugitive death row prisoner again, where can he find it?"

"This is much more difficult than directly searching for the clues of the Demon Sect!" The others also looked gloomy and didn't have much interest.

"His grandmother, you are worried about a fart, the helmsman has a plan and has a plan!" Hou Tao was full of confidence.

"What plan?" Feng Wuchen regretted a little as soon as he spoke.

"I'm still looking for someone, but it's not Yu Datie, but Zhao Jiangming's wife, Jiang Hongying!"

"Is there a big difference?" the men turned away in disdain.

......

In the wilderness, the stars and the moon are dim.

Around a small swaying bonfire, five masked black-clad men each carried a large knife and stood around a middle-aged woman who was sitting on the ground and trembling all over.

"You used to be Jiang Hongying's personal maid, right?" a man in black said coldly.

Hearing the word "Jiang Hongying", the middle-aged woman couldn't help but snort, this Qian Donkey's current third aunt has not heard this name for a long time, at first glance, the tragic situation of that day couldn't help but appear in front of her eyes, as if it was as vivid as what had just happened, and it took a long time for her to say yes.

"Tell me the truth about how Jiang Hongying didn't see Jiang Hongying at that time!" the man in black shook the big knife in his hand threateningly.

The middle-aged woman was in a daze for a while, and after a while, she opened her mouth, and told the events of that day with trembling all over her body, her account was not much different from the description in the file, and in her mouth, it was indeed Yu Datie who snatched Jiang Hongying.

"Lamb, did she lie?" the man in black whispered to the other man in black who hadn't moved since he arrived.

"Nope. ”

"Let me ask you again, how did your master Zhao Dewang die?"

"This ...... He was killed by Yu Datie. The middle-aged woman hesitated.

Before the words fell, the man in black who asked hurriedly said, "Lamb, don't speak, she is obviously lying!"

He said to the middle-aged woman with some excitement: "If you don't tell the truth, I'm going to use a knife!"

As he spoke, the man in black gently waved the big knife in his hand, and a three-foot tree turned into two at once.

"No, don't...... I said, "Where has the middle-aged woman seen this scene, and she was directly frightened and cried, "I said, I didn't see it, but the master let us all tell the outside world that we saw Yu Datie kill Master Zhao!"

"Lamb?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

"Okay, get the next one!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged woman fainted. Then, a big fat man wearing a black cloth bag was thrown into the middle of the five. The man in black tore off the bag on the fat man's head, and patted the fat man's back a few times, and the fat man's closed eyes opened a thin slit, followed by a miserable scream.

"Shut up, and if you bark again, you'll cut off your pig's tongue!" the man in black suddenly changed his tone, and his tone was cold and authentic.

Hearing this, Qian Donkey hurriedly retracted his voice, kowtowed on the ground like garlic, and begged: "A few heroes spare their lives, spare their lives, the little old man still has some property in his family, and he will never live up to the great kindness of several heroes......"

"Don't be verbose, whether you can survive depends on whether you are honest or not. Let me ask you, how did Zhao Dewang die?"

Qian Donkey was stunned for a moment, and said after a while: "It was killed by a villain named Yu Datie!"

"Lamb?"

"You can't see your eyes, you can't see at all. ”

......

After a night of tossing, these five people still didn't get any news related to the Demon Sect, and only confirmed Yu Datie's crimes, and believed that this Yu Datie was really a villain who saw the murder.

However, except for Hou Tao, no one was disappointed by the result.

On the second day, the five members of the Peach Tree Club began to go out to investigate early in the morning, but the focus was not on the Qian family. To be exact, it should be completely unfocused, and it has become an aimless investigation.

This kind of investigation is an extremely boring errand, but Feng Wuchen enjoys it very much, not that he enjoys this boring and boring, but enjoys the time when there are no four people in the way.

Feng Wuchen turned his head to look at Hua Yao, who was as beautiful as a flower and had a hot posture, and couldn't help but think of the scene of ecstasy last night, and his face suddenly turned purple and red. Fortunately, Hua Yao only cared about watching the candy blower on the side of the road and didn't see his embarrassment.

"Let's buy two too!" As he spoke, Feng Wuchen pulled Hua Yao to the front of the candy man stall.

"Brother Wuchen, do we want a pair of mandarin ducks?" Hua Yao grabbed Feng Wuchen's arm with both hands, her head on his body, her posture was intimate, and her words were well-behaved.

"Good. "The wind is dustless, and the heart is about to melt.

"You little couple are really talented and beautiful, and you are very right! I have been blowing sugar people for half my life, and I have seen a lot of people, but it is the first time I have seen such a right person!" The old man who blew the candy man praised without hesitation, "I will blow you a pair of mandarin ducks that have been in harmony for a hundred years!"

Hearing such praise for the first time, although Feng Wuchen knew that the other party was exaggerating, he still couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, his face was a little hot, and when he looked at the jade man in his arms, his face was flushed.

Feng Wuchen was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately took out ten taels of silver ingots, and said respectfully: "I borrowed the old man's good words, and invited the old man to drink a pot of wine with more money." ”

When the old man saw such a big ingot, his small mouth became more neat, and his hands became more numb.

A jujube-sized, hot and soft sugar puree in the old man's hand instantly added a slender tube, and then the old man blew lightly on the tube, the sugar paste swelled up, and in a blink of an eye it was the size of an egg, the old man stopped blowing, and quickly pulled it with his hand on the swelling sugar paste, and the sugar paste quickly changed shape with the movement of his hand, showing the prototype of a mandarin duck.

The old man blew again, and the little mandarin duck slowly swelled up, and on the other side, the old man kept pulling lightly with his hand. After a while, a pair of mandarin ducks the size of melons appeared in the hands of Feng Wuchen and Hua Yao respectively.

"Old man, your craftsmanship is really good!" Feng Wuchen looked at the mandarin duck in his hand and praised sincerely.

"Although this is only a ninth-rate sugar selling business, it is also a craft handed down from the ancestors, and the little old man does not dare to waste it, nor does he dare to slack off, but he has also practiced some skills. The old man talked eloquently.

and said a little proudly: "I won't hide it from you, old man, I have a lot of frequent customers." Don't talk about it far away, just talk about this. Pointing to the door on the right, "Although this lady never goes out or sees guests, she often calls me in to blow candy for her!"

"You said that this lady never goes out and never sees guests," Feng Wuchen said curiously, staring at a pair of closed doors behind her, "How old is she, what does she look like, and how does she usually eat?"

"She is in her thirties, although she is not as good as your little lady, but she is also outstanding, it is estimated that when she was young, she was not much worse than your little lady! Her family's food is bought by her man, and her man is also popular in the lower nine, he is a carpenter in the carpenter's shop, he looks thin and weak, and he goes out early and returns late every day, and I have not seen a few times in the past ten years. ”

"Carpenter?" Feng Wuchen's brow suddenly furrowed.

He suddenly remembered a description in the county chronicles, saying that Qian Wangcai's current money house was expanded on the basis of the old owner's Zhao house. It turned out that the houses of dozens of families around Zhao's house were all bought by Qian Wangcai.

The county chronicle said that there were several houses around Zhao's house that were more than twice as large as Zhao's house, and they were all ancestral houses, and the owners of the houses were likely to be richer than Qian Wangcai, and these people must be even more reluctant to sell their ancestral homes to Qian Wangcai.

However, in the end, regardless of whether these people around them want to sell or not, whether they have money or not, their houses are in the hands of Qian Wangcai and become part of the money house.

However, under Qian Wangcai's nose, there is such an abrupt small courtyard, which makes Qian Mansion imperfect, and it has existed for more than ten years, but he only does not see it!

Moreover, the owner of this courtyard is not a powerful official eunuch, or a wealthy man.

Maybe it's really as Hou Tao said, there is a big problem......