Dragon Pattern Roll Set

The old bustard was mysterious, and told Zhan Zhao and others about a strange thing that happened recently.

Not long ago, Wanhualou had a new guest, who had never seen him before, with gray hair and about 60 or [-] years old.Such older guests are not uncommon, and the kiln sisters are still serving them carefully.

The guest only said his surname, not a local, just passing by.

According to the recollection of Yaojie who served him, this old man was eccentric. He called Yaojie into the house, but he fell asleep and let Yaojie sleep on the floor. He had a lot of money and was generous.

In this way, he lived in Wanhualou for three days.

Everyone was a little puzzled, what kind of hobby is this?

The kiln sister who greeted the old man shook her head, "I have been sleeping on the floor for three days straight, and my shoulders are bruised."

"This person is so strange? Why not sleep in an inn?" Zhao Pu felt strange.

"Isn't that right? There are even more wicked ones!" The kiln sister shook her head, "I woke up early in the morning on the third day, and he died on my bed!"

"What?" Gongsun was surprised, "How did you die?"

"I don't know, I opened my eyes wide and stood straight, and my body became stiff. I was so scared, I quickly called my mother for help!"

Everyone looked at the bustard and asked, "How did you solve it? Did you report to the police for an autopsy?"

The old bustard said embarrassingly, "Where is my place, how can I dare to report to the official... Firstly, if someone died in my shop, I can't explain it clearly; secondly, if other customers know that someone died in my shop, I will Will you still do business in the future?"

Everyone can understand that, usually brothels deal with such corpses directly by burying them.

"How did you dispose of the corpse afterwards?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"I asked a few guys to throw the body to the mass grave at night." The old bustard said with a bitter face, "I even had someone seal up the room where someone died, but who knows... ..."

"how?"

"The next night, I heard noises in the room where someone died." The madam was trembling as she spoke, "I also heard someone snoring at night."

Everyone looked at each other - so evil?

"The worst thing was the next morning, when we opened the door and went in, we found that dead old man lying on the bed, just like when he died the day before!"

"... Isn't it so evil?" Ouyang Shaozheng sounded strange, "Can't the dead crawl back by themselves?"

"Oh, I was scared at that time..." The old bustard patted his chest, "Almost died."

"And then?" Zhao Pu was very interested.

The old bustard shook his head, "Everyone is dead, and I can't put them there like this. I found two brave men and threw the corpses into the mass grave. This time, I dug a hole just in case. Buried him. But who knows, early the next morning, he..."

"He won't come back, will he?" Gongsun thought it was very interesting, the dead can still crawl back these days, and it seems that the dead is very persistent and recognized this room.

Zhao Pu and others also found it funny.

"A few adults, are you still laughing? We are almost dying of worry!"

Bai Yutang was curious, "Why didn't you just burn the corpse?"

"Who dares?!" The old bustard grinned, "He just comes to lie down every day, what if we burn him and he comes back to eat people or set fire to my Wanhualou?"

Everyone looked at each other and asked together, "You mean, the corpse is still in the room?"

"I don't know about that." The madam said cautiously, "We didn't dare to look any more, and the door of that room was sealed. Sometimes there was a sound in the room, and sometimes there was no sound... In short, we never went in again. gone."

"I'll go and have a look!" Gongsun was so excited that he was about to rush upstairs, but Zhao Pu grabbed his collar.

Gongsun looked back at him with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Pu looked at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, "It looks like a quack trick."

Bai Yutang nodded slightly, but didn't express much specific opinion, and asked Zhan Zhao, "Sounds like a feigned death."

Zhan Zhao frowned and seemed to be hesitant.

Bai Yutang seemed to understand something, so he gently stretched out his hand and pulled him to the side, and asked in a low voice, "What did you think of?"

Zhan Zhao glanced at Bai Yutang's two fingers pinching his sleeve...it was quite smooth.

Zhao Pu narrowed his eyes slightly——Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao have only known each other for a few days, and the appearance of their old friends, ghosts and ghosts, if there is no relationship before, it can only be said that the two hit it off too much.

"There are only a few kinds of kung fu for feigning death, such as tortoise breath, breath holding... But from what the old bustard described just now, it seems to be another kind of internal strength, which is not known by decent families, but only by cultivators!"

"What kind of effort?" Bai Yutang was curious.

"This kind of kung fu is very evil. There has never been an exact name, but a senior told me that the common name is 'death and resurrection'." Zhan Zhao rubbed his chin, "As the name suggests, it is to die first, and you can't die Die again, and then come back to life!"

Bai Yutang frowned, "It's so evil... which senior told you that?"

Zhan Zhaoyi looked up at the sky, "I forgot..."

Bai Yutang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "That's right, what a senior you are."

Zhan Zhao glanced back at him, "Aren't you also a lot of seniors?"

Bai Yutang smiled faintly, "There are quite a few seniors on my side, but unlike your seniors who regard you as a treasure, everyone here regards me as an enemy."

Zhan Zhao was taken aback, and asked in a low voice with a straight face, "I've heard that the Tianshan School is chaotic, so it's really that chaotic?"

Bai Yutang shrugged, "It's more chaotic than you imagined."

"Why is this so?" Zhan Zhao crossed his arms, "Heavenly Venerable is so powerful, can't he control his subordinates?"

"The problem doesn't lie with my master." Bai Yutang said quite seriously, "If you want to blame them, you can blame those decent families for being too dirty. They are not as easy to get along with as evil ones."

"That's true." Zhan Zhao nodded aside.

The two people on this side were whispering, and Zhao Pu on the other side couldn't wait impatiently. The two people haven't finished biting their ears yet?

Just when he was agitated, he felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes. When he lowered his head, he saw Xiao Sizi raised his bun-like face and stretched out his hands, "Jiujiu, give me a hug!"

Zhao Pu didn't even think about it, he hugged him quickly, the little ancestor was probably tired from standing up.

The corner of Ouyang's mouth twitched, Zhao Pu didn't even realize that he was the Generalissimo of the Army and Horses, but he hit it off with this little four, so why not accept a godson or something.

After a while, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang finally recovered from the impatient coughing of the crowd, so they had to walk back in embarrassment.

"How's your discussion going?" Zhao Pu asked, "Just rush in?"

"Let's take a look inside." Zhan Zhao looked at the sky, "I guess no one is here right now!"

"How do you know?" Zhao Pu wondered.

"If it's really the 'death and resurrection' kind of pretending to be a ghost, it will only be useful when the sky is dark." Zhan Zhao said, leading everyone upstairs.

This room is not difficult to find, it is the first one on the west side, and there is still a seal on the door.The seal is intact, so it can be seen that no one has come out of the main door. As for the window, the madam said that she locked it when she was about to go out.

Open the seal and push the door in, there is no one in the room, even the bed is clean.Contrary to everyone's expectations, there was no smell of corpses or rotten things in the room. It can be seen that... corpses and the like do not exist.

Zhan Zhao walked to the bed, checked the bedding and pillows, they were quite clean, it seemed that someone was cleaning them.

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes—the kung fu of dying...

"Jiujiu, what kind of Bodhisattva is this?"

At this time, the little four who was dozing on Zhao Pu's shoulder pointed to the wardrobe behind Zhao Pu.

The closet was very tall, half a head taller than the average person, but Zhao Pu was tall, and the place where the fourth son lay on his shoulder was even taller. He pointed to the top of the closet and said that there was a Bodhisattva there.

Ouyang jumped up and stretched out his hand to the top of the wardrobe, and took down something for everyone to see.

I saw a small porcelain Buddha statue. This Bodhisattva is fierce, a bit like an arhat with a ghost face.

Zhan Zhao's eyebrows moved slightly, Bai Yutang accurately captured the change in Zhan Zhao's expression, and asked him, "Acquaintance?"

Zhan Zhao rubbed his nose and shook his head, "No...but this Bodhisattva is called Sword Forging Bodhisattva."

It was the first time that everyone heard that there was a Sword Casting Bodhisattva, and Zhao Pule was delighted, "I said I didn't know him, but if it was the Sword Casting Bodhisattva, maybe I would."

Zhan Zhao crossed his arms and let out a "tsk", as if he was quite embarrassed.

Zhao Pu is a sensible person, seeing the expressions of Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, he guessed that there was something not to say to outsiders, so he asked Ouyang Shaozheng to send away the kiln sister and the old bustard.

There were only a few of them left in the room, plus a yawning little four.

After closing the door, Zhao Pu and the others sat down at the table, all looking at Zhan Zhao, which meant—say it!

Zhan Zhao coughed, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, the Sword Casting Bodhisattva and the Sword Casting Bodhisattva are two Arhat Buddha statues standing back to back. I've seen the original version."

Everyone looked at him, that means - where is the original?

Zhan Zhao scratched his chin and raised his face, which seemed to mean - skip this paragraph!

Gongsun looked at the Bodhisattva statue that he took down from the closet, "But there is only one here."

"Since the Demon Palace went into hiding 30 years ago, most of the Demon Gate 360 ​​sects have disbanded and established their own schools," Zhan Zhao said slowly.

Both Zhao Pu and Gongsun tilted their heads and asked, "What is the Momen 360 sect?"

Bai Yutang coughed, "It's about Jianghu."

Zhao Pu touched his chin.

Gongsun was also curious.

The fourth son continued to yawn.

Zhan Zhao signaled that everyone should not pursue too many matters in this area, but continued, "In the Momen 360 faction, there are two brothers, one named Daoxie and the other named Jianxie, who specialize in casting evil knives and evil swords. There are real skills."

Zhao Putting his chin, "I only know the 360 ​​steps of righteousness, and there are 360 ​​steps of daring to be evil."

"The 360 ​​sects of the Devil's Gate all have their own abilities. When they were under the sect of the Devil's Palace, they made it public for a while." Bai Yutang said, "However, it was several generations ago when the Devil's Palace was brilliant, and now those evil sects are all weakened. , many have no successors, and those left behind are also a group of old men scattered all over the rivers and lakes."

"Yes." Zhan Zhao nodded, "Where there is a temple, there is a god. Whatever you do, you can ask the gods to bless you. If you are a cook, you worship the Kitchen God, you go to the second master Guan when you fight a war, and you worship the Bodhisattva who makes swords and knives." and Sword Forging Bodhisattva."

Although Gongsun was not from Jianghu, he understood it and asked, "So, the person who lives in this house is Jianxie?"

"Those who practice 360 ​​skills in the Demon Sect will die and die." Zhan Zhao said surprisingly, "Those who do evil ways, have a few evil skills to escape."

"So that's it." Zhao Pu looked at Zhan Zhao curiously, "How do you know so clearly?"

Zhan Zhao looked up at the sky, "Mr. Storyteller said it."

Zhao Pu and Gongsun looked at Bai Yutang subconsciously. Bai Yutang was drinking tea from a cup as if he didn't hear anything.

The fourth son yawned again, squinting and dozing off.

"Then the person living in this room is Jianxie...why is he pretending to be a ghost?" Zhao Pu no longer pursued where Zhan Zhao heard those strange things, and returned to the topic.

"The one who lives here should not be Jianxie, but Daoxie." Zhan Zhao shook his head, "Jianxie has been dead for a few years. Daoxie and his brother have a deep relationship and exchanged tokens. Jianxie's sword-making Bodhisattva Daoxie Take it with you, and the sword-casting Bodhisattva of Daoxie was buried with Jianxie, and was buried in the Starry Palace behind the magic mountain."

"Fanxinggong?" Zhao Pu and Gongsun heard a new term they had never heard of before.

Zhan Zhao continued to look at the sky, "Mr. Storyteller said it."

Bai Yutang supported his forehead and shook his head while blowing hot tea.

"It doesn't matter whether he is a sword evil or a sword evil, why is he pretending to be a ghost?" Gongsun asked, "Is it related to the case we are investigating?"

"I think there is..."

Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu spoke in unison.

Gongsun laughed, "Speaking of which, I think so too."

"This time it's all about knives." Zhao Pu spread his hands, "Suddenly, a knife-making evil knife ran out, hiding in hiding, as if he was avoiding someone, but he must stay In Daofu Town, pretending to be dead and squatting in this Wanhua Building is really the smartest choice, and the elder sisters in the building don’t dare to go out and make public.”

"This room has a wide view." Bai Yutang walked to the window, opened a gap and looked around, and finally pointed to a small building in the distance, "That should be the Jianghua Building."

Everyone looked at each other—they hit the right button, maybe there will be unexpected gains this time.

"Then what should we do next?" Gongsun asked, "Should we wait here for that Dao Xie to come back, or go to Jianghualou to catch Su Tulu?"

"Why don't we split into two groups?" Bai Yutang suggested, "Zhan Zhao and I will stay and wait for Dao Xie, while Zhao Pu will take people to guard Jianghualou."

Zhao Pu nodded, "Yes, that's fine."

Just as he agreed, Gongsun stretched out his hand, hugged the fourth son and put him on the stool beside him, and waved to Zhao Pu by the way, "Go quickly, I won't see you off."

Zhao Pu was taken aback, then narrowed his eyes, "Am I going alone?"

"Isn't there Ouyang at the door?" Gongsun smiled, "I wish you success."

"What about you?" Zhao Pu was dissatisfied, and he didn't know what he was dissatisfied with. He instinctively felt that Gongsun and him should be on the same side.

Gongsun's eyes sparkled, "I'm more interested in life and death!"

Zhao Pu grabbed him by the collar, "No, follow me to capture Su Tulu."

"I won't go, you can go by yourself!" Gongsun was carried out by Zhao Pu, and the fourth son blinked, watching his father being carried out by Zhao Pu, and yawned again.

Finally, the door was closed, there was a commotion downstairs, and the surroundings became quiet.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang glanced at each other, and then at the sleepy little four at the table—what's the matter?

After a long time, the fourth son raised his face and looked around, puffed up his cheeks - his father left him!

……

It was late at night, Bai Yutang went over and blew out the candles, and put the little Sizi who was sleeping on the table on the bed, let him lie down and cover himself with a quilt.

Walking to the window, Bai Yutang looked at the quiet street at night through the half-covered window.

After a while, the door opened and then quickly closed.

Zhan Zhao stood at the door panting, patted his chest, his clothes were a little messed up, holding a food box in one hand, "It's really scary."

Bai Yutang looked at him amusedly, "Surrounded again?"

Zhan Zhao put the food box on the table in dissatisfaction. The two of them stayed for more than an hour, and Dao Xie didn't come back. They were a little hungry, so they wanted to get some supper.However, the girls outside were watching closely, it would be risky to go out, so the two of them who lost rock-paper-scissors would go out.Zhan Zhao thought he was invincible in rock-paper-scissors, but he didn't expect to lose to Bai Yutang today, so he had to fly out to buy some food with light work, and was surrounded by girls from Wanhualou when he came back.Zhao Pu didn't know what he taught them just now, this group of girls seemed to have learned some seven-star gossip formation, organized and disciplined, so that he was almost captured alive.

"It can be seen that Zhao Pu is really good at using soldiers." Bai Yutang elegantly held the white jade wine glass conjured from nowhere, and sipped the wine leisurely.

Zhan Zhao opened the food box and took out a plate of crab roe buns. Bai Yutang was still making sarcastic remarks, and at the same time wondered—there is no reason, there is someone in this world who can beat him with rock-paper-scissors, and Bai Yutang must be out of luck!

"Eat or not?" Zhan Zhao held up a plate to lure Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang asked himself that he had never been seduced by anything in his life, and it was even more unlikely that a plate of crab roe buns would have any effect... But when he understood, he had already gone to Zhan Zhao's side to get the buns, and looked at Zhan Zhao, who was also holding buns, with the buns in his mouth. Bai Yutang was a little puzzled - what happened to him?

"Do you think he will wake up if I put the steamed stuffed bun next to his nose?" Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang with a smile.

Just as Bai Yutang was about to speak, he heard "Xi Xi Suo Suo" coming from outside the window.

The two quickly grabbed the food box, squatted down and hid behind the table... At the same time, they heard a "creak", the sound of the window opening, and then someone crawled in.

By the moonlight, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw a somewhat hunched figure coming in from the window, with a burden on his back.

The two looked at each other—here we come!

And when everything was silent, the fourth son on the bed suddenly said, "Baozi!"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were startled, and the black figure who had just entered the room seemed to be startled too, staggered, and the bag he was carrying fell to the ground, and he heard a loud "ding dong", and threw it out of his bag. There was a bunch of things, under the moonlight, glowing with blood.