It has been more than ten days since what happened the night before.

As for whether Su Xiaoqian was making trouble, although Su Changqing had this idea in his heart, because he and the little monk were not too concerned, they did not continue to investigate.

On this day, Su Changqing rode down from the mountain, looking at the drizzle overhead, only to feel that his clothes had been wet, and the clothes that were originally light were no longer heavy.

Even the dirt on the ground began to get a little muddy, and when the wheels rolled on it, a little muddy water splashed.

When he came to the teahouse rain or shine, the shoes on his feet were also in the water, and he felt quite uncomfortable wearing them.

"Eh, you know, I heard that recently, there's something active on the side of the sea...... Serial murderer. ”

At this time, in the teahouse, there was all kinds of noisy and shouting, and for a while, everyone was talking about the recent sensational homicide.

"You know! 8 people have died! The police haven't found the murderer yet?"

"No, how can it be so easy, and ah, I heard an eyewitness say that it wasn't a person at all, what kind of monster was it!"

"Monsters, aren't you joking? ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man next to him, who was still talking to another person, suddenly burst out laughing.

"It's already after the founding of the country, what kind of monsters are there?"

"Don't believe it. ”

The man who spoke was short and stocky, with small eyes that turned around like the gaze of a mouse.

Although this is a small town, it is not a too remote place at all, basically, every household, are equipped with network cables, play a game on the Internet and watch a news or something, it is not a problem at all.

"It's like the Wang family's business before, didn't a few monks and Taoist priests go in, didn't that kid stop talking about ghosts, shadows or something?"

When the person on the other side heard this, he was choked and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the embarrassment of the other party, the rest of the people laughed again, after all, this is a real thing, and it is all something that happened around them, although most people do not know the detailed process, but for this probably, they still know a thing or two.

"Who knows what those people did. ”

The person who was blocked muttered and hummed for a long time, holding the teapot in his left hand and pouring himself a cup of tea.

However, a few people chatted, and the topic quickly changed.

Su Changqing listened to them interestingly, and after listening to their words, his steps paused slightly, and then he hugged the erhu and walked towards the staff lounge.

......

*

Time soon began to fly by like this, and before he could come to his senses, the sky was surrounded by a large cloud of fiery fire, all of which were orange and looked unusually warm.

Su Changqing raised his eyes slightly, looked at the scene outside the window, sat on the chair, and slowly waited for the little master Yuanguang to them.

The erhu also leaned back in a chair with him, and the strings shimmered with red light.

He propped his chin with his right hand, his eyes wandered, and unconsciously, he thought of the scene where he used to play the violin at home.

At that time, his audience was only his great-grandson, who was not yet 5 years old.

He would sit in a chair and listen to him play the piano intently, and he would laugh and clap his hands.

Those memories, like clouds of smoke, slowly rose from his heart, and eventually, fell from his heart.

Su Changqing thought so, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

But suddenly, there were sporadic firecrackers outside the door, which shook his heart slightly.

...... It's almost the Spring Festival.

This Spring Festival is the first time in his hometown in decades.

How did their family celebrate the New Year in the past?

Su Changqing thought about it, but found that he couldn't think of the details anymore, he only remembered that there was a time when the pot covered by a wooden board was filled with curling cooking smoke, and he thought about it, always feeling that the smell of dumplings surrounded the tip of his nose, and sometimes he could remember their taste.

It's just that he probably won't be able to taste this taste.

Just as Su Changqing closed his eyes and thought, suddenly a crisp bell sound came from the door.

He opened his eyes, turned his head to look, and found that it was a bald young monk who opened the door, and at this time he pushed open the wooden door and walked slowly into the teahouse.

It's a little master Yuanguang.

Su Changqing sobered up from his memories, his heart softened slightly, picked up the erhu that was put aside, pushed the chair behind him, and stood up.

"Little master, ...... today Is it over so early?"

"Hmm. ”

The young monk walked towards him, folded his hands, lowered his head, and nodded silently.

"Where's the little master?"

Xu was a little surprised that the other party was even more silent than before, and the last time he went to look behind him, he still didn't find the familiar little bald head.

"Senior brother, he ......" Yuan Guang raised his head, turned his gaze to the door again, and pointed lightly, "And Huang Shizhu, they are outside the street." ”

"Oh?"

Su Changqing was a little puzzled, hugged the erhu, said goodnight to Boss Bai behind the front desk, and walked out of the teahouse with the young monk.

It's just that what the two didn't see was that at the moment they went out, Bai Qi, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly smiled, and his eyebrows and eyes quietly bent.

......

*

The two walked out of the teahouse, and while walking on the bluestone slab, they began to chat again.

"What, what's going on?"

Su Changqing also knew about the Huang Shizhu people mentioned by Yuanguang, and the most basic point of these people was that if nothing happened, they would never go to see each other, so when he knew that the little monk was with them, he was slightly curious.

The little monk groaned for a long time, and then spoke.

"It's the ...... that has made a lot of noise these days"

"Homicide. ”

He just said that, and when he was done, he stopped talking, and lowered his head, looking very bad.

"Yes......" When Su Changqing heard this, he was stunned, and his mind recalled the rumors he heard in the teahouse the morning before, and his heart sank, "Didn't people do it?"

Yuan Guang was stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed on his face, as if he was wondering why the other party knew.

But after a long time, he nodded and said, "Actually, the little monk and the others are just guessing about this...... As for this matter, I have to look at it for a ......."

While the two were whispering, they had already walked out of the street and came to the door of the town before they knew it