The coffin of twenty-four taels of silver is, of course, a first-class good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the face of such big customers, the owner of the coffin shop was very attentive to find a few wrestlers for them.

Then the people went out of the city, led by the boy.

Not far from the city, there is a village that exists attached to the city. There are not a few people in the village, and seeing such a strange combination of them will certainly give a lot of attention.

These people are not like mere curiosity, because after the crowd has walked by, the onlookers usually have some words.

Qu Mingde's ears are not bad, so the voices of these people are always very small, and he can still hear some. Qu Mingde believes that Zuo Chengwen and Lin Hu can also hear these pointing and pointing discussions.

However, they did not show any displeasure about it.

After walking for a short time, the child signaled to the place.

As soon as they stopped, they saw a man pop out of them.

"Xiao Mo, are you really coming from Chengnei?" The man glanced at Qu Mingde and the others who were standing behind the boy, and whispered.

"I'm coming. Put my daddy in there. The little boy said.

"Good. The man answered, and then turned and went into the house.

The house was too small, and a coffin that took twenty-four taels of silver could not fit in at all, so he could only come out with the body of the deceased.

Qu Mingde took a few glances at the boy's father's body as it was placed in the coffin.

It was these glances that made him somewhat understand why the boy had to use a coffin of twenty-four taels of silver to bury his father.

Judging from his dress and appearance, he was a very elegant and wealthy man in the prime of life, even if he was lifeless at the moment, Qu Mingde could still think of what kind of demeanor he had when he was a living person.

There is no reason why the boy would be reduced to the point of selling himself on the street to bury his father. Qu Mingde judged.

There are obviously some stories in this, but it is not yet time to ask, so Qu Mingde chose not to say a word.

Everything was cleaned up, and the people looked at the boy, at this time, it was obvious that the coffin could not be parked here forever, he had to find a place to put it in.

At this time, the boy looked at the person who had just come out. The man bowed to the coffin, carefully locked the door of his room, and then took the boy's hand and humbly motioned for everyone to follow him.

The road he led was not far, and soon Qu Mingde and the others arrived at the place. Above there, there is already a grave pit dug and waiting to be put up.

This funeral, except for a nice coffin, there was nothing else. When the earth was filled in, a solitary tomb was created.

Qu Mingde watched attentively and found that the child did not shed a single tear during the whole process.

It could not have been more brief, but by the time they returned to the city, it was nearly dark.

"What should this kid do?" Qu Mingde asked. At this time, it is only appropriate for him to ask out loud.

Zuo Chengwen and Lin Hu knew when he asked.

It is said that this child was bought by Lin Hu, so naturally he should follow her. However, all three know that this is not possible. Because Lin Hu was going to leave Pengcheng with her father early tomorrow morning.

"Can Brother Zuo give him a bowl of rice to eat?" Lin Hu asked.

This ability is indispensable, but now there is another problem, that is, the characters carried by Qu Mingde and Zuo Chengwen are not friendly to Guan Yingxi. I don't know when the conflict will intensify, and no one will have the strength to take care of this child at that time.

For a while, what could have been solved at hand became so troublesome. The three of them were silent, and no one answered.

This kid is not a fool. dared to sell himself to bury his father, and he did not lack courage. When he saw the silence of the three of them, he already felt an unusual aura.

"We should have asked about this child first. Finally, Qu Mingde said.

Zuo Chengwen and Lin Hu agreed.

The three of them took the boy back to the Tiannan Dart Bureau, ordered the servants to bring food, and then began to interrogate him about his origins.

"My name is Mo Dong. The boy said.

In the time that followed, he narrated everything in a low, but fluid voice.

"Wait, you said that your father used to be the imperial historian of the court?" Qu Mingde interrupted Mo Dong's words and asked.

"Hmm. Because my father was dismissed, we came back to Jiangzhou. The kid said.

From the capital to Pengcheng, it will take more than a month to speed up the horse, but Qu Mingde doesn't need to look to know that with a child, no one can go so crazy. Therefore, they will only be away from the capital for a longer time, so that even if there is still news that can be heard, the timeliness is too poor.

Thinking of this, Qu Mingde's eager heart just now suddenly cooled.

However, he still asked, "When did you leave the capital?" ”

Lin Hu didn't know why Qu Mingde cared about the capital thousands of miles away, but Zuo Chengwen knew. So, when Qu Mingde asked, he remained silent.

"It's been almost a month. Mo Dong said an answer that surprised the three people present.

"It's almost a month, how can you be so fast?" Lin Hu shouted.

It is precisely because he is often outside with his father that Lin Hu can feel the difference between distance and distance more than Zuo Chengwen and Qu Mingde. At this time, how could she not be surprised to hear that Mo Dong had rushed from the capital to Pengcheng in less than a month.

Qu Mingde and Zuo Chengwen are indeed not as sensitive as Lin Hu. None of them, however, are dull people.

Three pairs of eyes with scorching light stared at Mo Dong's body, making him feel an inexplicable fear.

However, he was still afraid of fear, but he also remembered that these three people had helped him just now, and they were not bad people. That's why he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said reluctantly: "I don't know, I've never left the capital before." ”

"How did you come back?" asked Zuo Chengwen.

"By boat. Mo Dong replied.

"You lie, there is no waterway between the capital and Pengcheng at all. Zuo Chengwen said, his eyes narrowed. From these squinting eyes, there was a knife-like light that scraped on the boy Mo Dong's body.

"I'm not lying. ”

Mo Dong was so frightened that he was about to cry, but he didn't run away, but craned his neck and looked at Zuo Chengwen. Looking at his angry appearance, it was as if Zuo Chengwen's words just now were a great insult to him.