In just a few days, a series of strange things happened in Qujiang County. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info the people are all in danger, but fortunately, there is another thing that allows everyone to find the backbone, it is said that the day before yesterday, the patrol press actually came to Qujiang County in civilian clothes. This time he read out the past charges of the Wang County Order.

He was punished according to the law on the grounds of dereliction of duty and lack of loyalty, the disappearance of thousands of people was unpopular with the people, the judgment of the case was hasty and incompetent, and the fire in the prison was even more disgraceful to the court. It is said that this beheading of the king of the county order is the entourage of the patrol adult, this person's sword is so fast, so cold face, I saw the cold light flashed and the head fell to the ground, blowing the blood and returning the sword into the sheath, the action was done in one go, and the expression remained the same.

However, Mo Zhongqing in the Qujiang Inn didn't care about this, what he cared about was that since the Wang County Order had been ambushed, he no longer had to hide in Tibet, and returned to the inn where Su Yi used to live on the third day after the fire. He once fantasized that when he pushed the door, he could see Bai Suyi and Ding Dong laughing and greeting each other safely, but when he saw Xiao Er's surprised expression again, he knew that it was just his own imagination.

The shopkeeper had quietly observed the child's expression by taking advantage of the time to deliver food, and thought that he was worried and didn't know how to eat, but found that he was just in a daze at the table in front of a pair of swords in addition to eating and sleeping. In fact, Mo Zhongqing did not sit still, but forced his negative emotions to think concentrating on Qiu Hong Biyue.

Thinking about it carefully, from the disappearance of more than 100 people to the trial of the court and then to the fire in the prison, Bai Suyi Jingdong and the two of them both disappeared, which seemed to be invisibly pushed by an invisible hand from beginning to end.

If the assumption is true, it is impossible for a demon clan with high mana to deliberately pretend to be plain clothes, the most likely of which is to be ordered by people, and who can drive the demon clan, and who can drive the demon clan, and who is interested in Bai Suyi, or the "Taisu Xuanjing" on Bai Suyi's body?

Mo Zhongqing didn't know, but at least one thing was certain, the ghost-faced people were definitely interested in the scriptures.

But then again, if the demon clan with extremely strong magic power was ordered by the ghost-faced man, why didn't he just knock on the door and rob it?

It doesn't make sense.

Mo Zhongqing thought about it again and again, and his brows furrowed into a line. He already had a bold guess in his mind, that the woman who appeared that night should not have acted under the orders of the ghost-faced man, it was a complete coincidence, and she was probably a monster in the water who could turn into a human form. After killing all the jailers and destroying the corpses, the cruelty of the methods is very similar to the style of the ghost-faced man.

If the guess is correct, Bai Suyi and Ding Dong are also in the hands of the ghost-faced man at this moment. But if the ghost-faced man would not have taken the two away if he had just gone for the scriptures, it also indirectly showed that the two were still safe at the moment, but in fact, he knew in his heart that the ghost-faced man was treacherous, and it was very possible to rob people and humiliate them to death. It's just that I don't want to think about it in my heart.

And now he has to go somewhere first.

The place where Mo Zhongqing went was still near Master Song's residence, and the person he was looking for was the lady he met that day, he had a guess before, he always felt that the fire in the prison was a little strange, and he felt that someone had mastered his whereabouts in advance and wanted to burn himself inside. And it seems that the only one who knew his whereabouts before was the old man.

Such a conjecture sounds a bit outrageous, but Mo Zhongqing is at the end of his rope at the moment, and he has no choice but to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

It's just that after many inquiries, Mo Zhongqing didn't find the old man's residence, and even passers-by, left and right neighbors didn't know anything about the old man, and the blank look on everyone's faces made him even more suspicious.

I couldn't help but wonder, who was that old man? Could it be that he was really deceived that day? Thinking like this, Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but walk back to the courtyard gate of Master Song's residence, and glanced at the deserted, no longer cat or dog courtyard, and always felt that he had missed something.

At this moment, a black dog suddenly came out of the corner of the alley.

Mo Zhongqing naturally knew this black dog, it was the mad dog that the old man drove away with a broom that day. Mo Zhongqing just looked at it and didn't bother with it, of course he wasn't afraid of a mad dog biting people.

And this black dog seems to be a local tyrant, and he is usually used to bullying people. Seeing that Mo Zhongqing didn't leave, he immediately rushed over.

Mo Zhongqing frowned, in fact, with his martial arts, he could kick the black dog to death, but he was soft-hearted and just snorted, avoided the black dog's bite and turned around and left, but who would have thought that the black dog was so persevering that it stopped in front of Mo Zhongqing again.

Mo Zhongqing shook his head and turned to the left, but who knew that the black dog was immediately blocked on the left. Turning his head to the right, the black dog quickly moved to the right and whined at him, clearly not wanting him to leave.

Mo Zhongqing couldn't help frowning when he saw it, thinking about the safety of Bai Suyi and Ding Dong, he didn't have the heart to play with a black dog at all. Seeing the black dog blocked three or four times, he couldn't help but feel slightly angry in his heart, and jumped over with a light effort, seeing that the alley was in sight, but who knew that a group of flower cats suddenly appeared on the roof of the alley corner and did not let himself jump on the eaves, and the exit of the alley corner was also blocked by a group of big dogs of different colors.

Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but be surprised when he saw such a vision, but when he was slightly stunned, the black dog had already rushed up from behind him, and bit his trouser leg in one bite.

Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but be furious in his heart, and just wanted to kick back, but he immediately stopped his body.

He suddenly realized a problem, if the black dog wanted to bite him, he must have bitten directly to the calf, and now it was just biting his trouser leg, looking at the way he was trying to pull it back.

"But what can I do when I go back?"

Mo Zhongqing glanced at the deserted courtyard on the way here, and his heart suddenly moved.

Naturally, he had heard the story of the animal's loyalty to its owner, and now the flower cat on the eaves, the flower dog at the entrance of the alley, and the black dog in front of him were also doing the same thing?

So, Mo Zhongqing tried to take a step back, and sure enough, the black dog not only let go, but also wagged its tail, as if it barked at himself very happily.

Mo Zhongqing understood, and saw that Master Song's courtyard walked back like this.

Pushing open the courtyard door and coming to the courtyard, he did not approach the door of the house but let the black dog bring him to the mouth of the well where the flower dogs were squatting. Mo Zhongqing originally thought that this was just an ordinary waste well, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

At this moment, the black dog was struggling to dig the heavy stone slab with its paws, and the corners of its mouth whimpered and growled, as if it was sad and helpless. Its strength was obviously not enough to shake the slate in the slightest, but Mo Zhongqing was different, he lifted the slate with a sudden lift of both hands.

Then there was a foul smell, like rancid water that had already been sour in a jar.

Mo Zhongqing knew something bad when he smelled this smell, and when he saw the faces floating on the surface of the well, he was even more surprised.

The swollen corpse soaked in the water of this well, although his face was already swollen badly at this time, Mo Zhongqing could still vaguely tell through the color of his clothes and the outline of his face that this person was actually Master Song in the hall that day.

How could Master Song have two?

Mo Zhongqing was puzzled, but no matter how many Master Song there were, this one in the well water obviously would not be fake, because even if people were deceived by Yi Rong, they couldn't fool this black dog, and if someone pretended to be Master Song and sneaked into prison that night, why did they die tragically inside.

Mo Zhongqing only felt that there were more and more mysteries in his heart, but now he had no time to speculate, because the black dog at this time bit his trouser leg again, barked lowly, took the lead out of the courtyard gate, and stopped ten steps away.

Where is the black dog going to take himself this time?

Mo Zhongqing's heart moved, and he followed without saying a word.

This person and a dog are speeding on the road as if no one is around, which inevitably attracts all kinds of strange eyes, as if he saw a fool chasing the dog and playing, but Mo Zhongqing didn't have time to pay attention to this, the farther he followed the black dog, the more sure he was in his heart that it knew where the murderer was.

Sure enough, he followed the black dog from the eastern district of Qujiang County to the western district, and the two districts were all patches of green tile houses, and there was only one main road between them, but Mo Zhongqing knew that if there was no black dog's leadership, he would not be able to find this inconspicuous house in front of him among these many houses anyway.

At this time, the black dog stopped twenty paces away from the house, and it whimpered low at the single-family house, but did not dare to approach it for half a minute, as if it was afraid of some invisible force.

Mo Zhongqing touched the black dog to appease, glanced at the house and walked over like this.

He didn't know what was behind the door, but it wasn't a wild beast.