Chapter 8: This Killer Is Not Too Cold
Sure enough, through a dense forest, through an open field, there was a steep valley in front of me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info enters the mouth of the valley, and there is a stone standing on the side, on which are painted with red lacquer three clearly engraved seal characters "Yaowang Valley".
The sky is wide and the earth is unusually quiet, and it seems to be inaccessible, but from time to time there is a strange call or two of robins, and when I look around, I don't know where I am, as if I have entered a strange and unpredictable otherworldly realm!
The two of them followed the gravel path at the mouth of the valley and went deep into the valley, and gradually felt eerie. There will be a shot away, Nanjian pointed to a bamboo forest in front of him, and a wisp of light smoke was floating above, as if there were people's homes. Thus saying:
"Presumably, the jade-faced divine doctor is in the bamboo forest in front!"
The two of them walked along the sheep intestine path towards the bamboo forest.
There is a thatched hut in the bamboo forest, surrounded by a fence, and all kinds of flowers and plants are planted along the fence. The wood door was hidden, the door was ajar, and the chimney on the roof of the thatched hut was curling with smoke.
Apparently, the owner of the house was in the kitchen.
So, Nan Jian raised the pine pattern ancient sword, and while slowly pulling out the sword, he and Du Mengting said softly:
"You're waiting for me here, I'll be out soon!"
As he spoke, he took the sheath in his left hand and the sword in his right, and quietly turned sideways and walked in through the half-open door.
The room is fully furnished, facing the main hall with a long wooden table surrounded by several hoop chairs, and a set of purple sand tea sets on the table, including four tea cups and tea. As it turns out, this place has just received visitors.
On the front wall hung a medicine bag, and on another wooden wedge was a cleaned medicine hoe, and a foot further on, a pair of couplets was erected from a vermilion board:
"The hanging pot helps the world to take revenge in his life, and the magic hand rejuvenates and sows goodness from all over the world,"
The plaque reads:
"Medical ethics convince people. ”
There was a small door leading to the kitchen, and he gently pushed it open with his scabbard and stepped inside. The light inside was dim, the back door was closed, and only a small square window in the wall let in the light, which illuminated the inside dimly.
Under the wall with the open window there was a water tank and a wooden bucket, and the flat pole hung on a wooden hook on the wall, and under the opposite wall there were three small jars, presumably where the rice, flour, grain and oil were stored.
On the side wall of the stove, a gossip furnace for alchemy is made of clay tires, and there is a man dressed in white, with his back to the door leading to the hall, fanning the wind at the door of the gossip furnace, and he is very busy.
Without waiting for Nanjian to walk over, the other party actually spoke first:
"I'm back so soon, and how many bowls of tea have you sold?"
Nan Jian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond, but the other party still continued without looking back:
"My good wife, what's wrong with you, who are you betting on!"
This time, Nan Jian decided not to play dumb riddles with him anymore, so he said coldly:
"I'm sorry, I'm not your wife!"
The other party was suddenly startled, and the chicken feather fan in his hand also fell into the ash pit at the door of the stove; he turned around, but found a young man dressed in purple and holding a bright sword in his hand standing at the door. His eyes were like electricity, and there was a faint slag on his cheeks, and his expression was fierce and murderous.
Therefore, the old man asked in horror:
"Who are you, and why did you come to my house?"
It was an old man with a white beard, frightened, but his childish face remained unchanged, and his mind slowly calmed down, and he patted the dust on his hands with self-deprecation, flicked the dust from his white robe, and began to look forward to the other man's reply with a smile.
"I'm a murderous swordsman who took money from others, that's why I came to your house!"
"Oh, I see. When the old man heard this, not only was he not panicked, but he was unusually calm, and he said, "Then do you know who I am?"
"I don't know!" Nanjian said.
"Do you want me to tell you?"
"The best!"
"You're very cool!" said the old man with a smile, "The words are concise and straightforward!"
"Because, the killer is not here to talk to you, he is here to kill!" Nan Jian still looked at him coldly.
"Very good!" The other party was still smiling, and nodded and said, "I can't imagine that I, Qiu Renjie, have been hanging pots to help the world all my life, saving lives and helping the wounded, and I ended up like this today!"
"That's only to blame you for poisoning someone who shouldn't have been poisoned at the wrong time!" Nan Jian said.
When the other party heard this, his eyes widened, and when he saw Nan Jian holding his sword and resolutely approaching, he stretched out his hand to block it, and said categorically:
"Young man and slow! Let the old man ask again!"
Nan Jian examined the old man for a while, and finally, he stopped, and said coldly in an indistinguishable tone:
"Yes, you ask!"
"Who told you to kill me?"
"No comment. ”
"Then have I done anything unreasonable?" said the old man, almost in a tone of indignation.
"On the morning of March 9, on Chengdong Street in Suzhou, Shilipu steamed bun shop, poisoned Zheng Tailun, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, and killed him......"
Before he could finish speaking, the old man was full of surprise, as if he had put life and death out of the way, and he cried out:
"What, you said that Zheng Tailun Zheng gang leader was poisoned? Where did you hear this news?"
Seeing his unusual behavior, Nan Jian had some doubts, but he was also vigilant, and in the end he couldn't help but ask:
"What, don't you admit it?"
When the old man heard this, he was stunned at first, then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as if his spirit was extremely frustrated, and then he burst into tears and began to sob, and he said:
"No, it can't be, it's not true! My brother is above board, how could he be poisoned by someone else!"
Hearing him say this, Nan Jian felt inexplicable, but he thought that this must be his trick to delay time, so he said:
"Don't act in front of me, the killer's sword never eats this set!"
When Qiu Renjie heard this, he glared at him resentfully, and shouted:
"Abominable killer! You are really a cold-blooded animal, just for a few taels of stinky money, to destroy humanity, the most hateful. ”
For some reason, Nan Jian heard him scolding like this, but took the initiative to say something to him:
"Then I want to hear what kind of friendship you have with Zheng Tailun!"
The other man turned his face and looked at the young man again, as if he had found something precious in him, and then he shook his fist at him, and said:
"Thank you, young man, listen to me!"
Then he leisurely talked about the past:
"Twenty years ago, I and Zheng Tailun, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, became brothers and sisters, and we often corresponded and had a close relationship with everyone, and it is certain from this that Shaoxia is not a local! However, in the past two years, I have been refining the pill behind closed doors, refusing visitors, and seeing that today is done, I am about to share the joy of ten years of Chengdan with my brother, but I don't want to come to such bad news!" he said, his face full of tears.
Finally, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Nan Jian resolutely, and said:
"Shaoxia, there must be a ghost in this matter! I don't know how much money they give you, but I can give you a priceless 'Qiankun Strength Pill' as a reward, please help me find out the real murderer of my brother Zheng Tailun. ”
"Then you have to prove your relationship with Zheng Tailun first!" Nanjian said.
"Okay, please come with me. Qiu Renjie said, and walked into the door leading to the hall first.
Nanjian also followed.