The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

When Cheng Feng heard this, he thought, forget it, he couldn't describe it, maybe his idea at the beginning was wrong.

The last time people appeared here was not necessarily to buy medicine at the pharmacy. There are many things to do on this street.

Shang Xi said: "Then where can they go?"

Cheng Feng said: "If they hide sincerely, it will be difficult for us to find them."

"Why do beggars hide? They have to beg for food. They have to make ends meet."

Shang Xi thought to himself, are all beggars so unprofessional?

"Maybe now they say that saving life should be more important than making ends meet."

She suddenly thought of something, "Can't these two people be implicated by us?"

What Cheng Feng was most afraid of was that he didn't know if anything happened after they parted ways that day. Thinking of this, Feng quickened his pace and said, "Let's go to the lake to look for it."

The murder case half a month ago did not stop the place from dying. It is said that the place was back to its usual bustle the next day.

Because, small businessmen and hawkers want to make money to eat, boatmen have to make a living to support their families, dancers have to perform to survive, young men and ladies want to come here to get drunk openly, and young lovers come here to express their feelings to each other, so that everyone can get what they want, This murder case has become a big topic on the lips of the small businessmen and hawkers here. As long as a customer mentions it, they will add fuel to the fire, add details, and tell it vividly to others. Not only will the listeners not be afraid , on the contrary, he listened with great interest as if he were listening to a play.

As soon as Cheng Feng opened his mouth to inquire about the whereabouts of the two beggars, he was told about what happened that night.

"I saw that the man was nine feet tall, holding a five-foot sword in his hand. He slashed at the person who was chasing him. He raised the knife and dropped a human head floating on the lake. In an instant, the entire lake was stained with blood. red......"

What this person talks about is spitting, brows dancing, and imitating every move in a fight with great vigour. All the confidence he has in telling this comes from the fact that he said he saw it with his own eyes.

After leaving the stall owner, Shang Xi asked Cheng Feng quietly: "Did you chop off a person's head?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said: "The person he is talking about must not be me. My sword is not that powerful."

Cheng Feng walked around the lake but didn't see the two people, so he had to give up.

After all, he was just recovering from a serious illness and he didn't have that much physical strength.

Shang Xi supported Cheng Feng and said, "Let's have a bowl of tea."

It was another big bowl of tea that day, and the tea official recognized the two of them at a glance.

"Oh, are you here again?"

Shang Xi's nerves tensed up, thinking that he knew that the people being hunted that night were her and Cheng Feng. Although she was the victim, she didn't want everyone to know that at a critical moment of life and death, she would understand if everyone didn't lend a helping hand. , but she was somewhat uncomfortable being treated as a sideshow by everyone to relieve their boredom. If everyone knew that it was her and Cheng Feng, then the incident would definitely be revised again, and even everything about her and Cheng Feng would be revealed. Details.

Shang Xi maintained the smile on her face. At this moment, she didn't want anyone to see the flaw, "You recognized us."

The tavern bounced the chairs with the white cloth draped over his shoulders, as if these two strokes could clean the chairs that were exposed to the weather every day, and then motioned for them to sit down.

He said very confidently: "It doesn't matter how many people I meet every day, but as long as I meet them once, I can recognize them at a glance."

"Is your memory so good?"

"Of course, you must be here to take the boat today!"

This is so certain, Shang Xi thought in her heart, she never wants to ride on a boat again in her life. Whether it is fun or not is secondary. It is too life-threatening to bear. She is still in her youth and has endless money to spend. She hasn't spent her money properly yet.

"How did you tell?"

"You didn't bring your son here. Didn't your son not get on the boat? It's rare for your son to be so stubborn. If it were an ordinary parent, he would have been spanked."

If you think about it carefully, this suggestion for visiting the lake at night came from this tea official.

Cheng Feng nodded and said: "It seems that your memory is really good. Please bring us two bowls of tea and a snack."

The tea official quickly served them two bowls of tea. Seeing the long spout again, Shang Xi thought again, is such a long spout really necessary?

Cheng Feng took a sip of tea and asked the tea official slowly: "Do you still remember the boatman who was going to take us that day?"

"That person is a stranger and has been here for many days."

"Isn't this man here to control the ship now?"

"You have heard something, right?" The man spoke mysteriously, "Just a few days ago, many people died here."

Cheng Feng nodded and said, "I heard about it."

"Since then, those strangers have appeared again."

"Is there still this?"

The tea official looked around, looking hesitant, and then whispered: "I suspect that the murder case is related to a few of them. The murder was not successful but was killed. This has alarmed Wan Xinhou. What happened The boss is not something we can discuss."

Hearing this, Shang Xi spilled half the bowl of tea in his hand, and cold sweat dripped down his back, feeling scared that he didn't get on the boat that day.

Based on the tea official's words, Shang Xi was sure that his boatman deliberately lurked here to wait for her and Cheng Feng. That day was the second day they came to Bianjing. Who was so well-informed and how could he follow them without being discovered? .

If they had boarded the ship during the day, the family of three would have been in serious danger.

"I'm selling cigarettes, I'm selling cigarettes, sir, do you want cigarettes?"

The one who yelled was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He was tall and thin, with big eyes. He was carrying a wooden box on his back, just like the cigarette vendors they had seen on the street before.

The tea official said angrily: "Gungun, don't interfere with my family's business."

Then the tea official cursed angrily: "Po Yan."

When Cheng Feng heard this, something was definitely wrong.

"Wait a moment."

The tea official said to Cheng Feng: "Don't buy his cigarettes. His cigarettes are not easy to smoke."

Are there any good or bad cigarettes? Aren’t these cigarettes all from Qian brand? They produce them themselves. They are all good cigarettes. The quality of each box is guaranteed. Cheng Feng is very confused. Shang Xi I don’t know what’s going on.

Cheng Feng said: "Bring me a pack of cigarettes."

"Twenty cents, ten cents, eight cents, which one do you want?"

Cheng Feng's money-making hand froze on his waist. This was even more strange. They made a kind of cigarette and priced it at ten cents a box.

"I remember, don't these cigarettes generally sell for ten cents? And there is only one kind of cigarette. What are the other two cigarettes? When were they released?"

The tea official interjected: "Be objective, you believe me, don't be short of two cents, and don't be greedy for expensive things. The cheap ones are not necessarily good, and the expensive ones are not necessarily good either. Just the ten cents of cigarettes we often smoke It’s best, but I also suggest you don’t buy from him, you will regret it if you buy it.”