The Midnight Owl

When Kuang Jinxin came out from the secret path of the rockery with Master, there was fog in the courtyard of Cheng's family.

The mist makes the old house cold, and with the white mourning cloth all over the eyes, it looks even more gloomy.

Kuang Jinxin carried a big square box on his back, like a holy warrior carrying holy clothes, followed his master step by step through the rockery, to the courtyard wall, and prepared to slip away without anyone noticing.

They've got it.

The box was full of antique calligraphy and paintings. Although Kuang Jinxin didn't study it too deeply, but the master kept a room full of silver dollars and didn't take jewelry. If he only wanted this box, he knew who was the most valuable.

But there's one thing that's weird.

His master, coming to Cheng's house, is as familiar as returning to his own home.Without going any wrong way, I went straight into the secret path and touched into the "wealth center" of others.And as soon as he entered, he didn't rummage through it, locked the box at a glance, let him pick it up and left without any nostalgia.

The purpose is too clear, the line is too clear.

"Who's there?" A sudden question came from the nearby bushes.

Kuang Jinxin was startled, his feet instinctively stopped, and he felt a "swish" in front of his eyes-the master had already climbed the wall.

Kuang Jinxin didn't have time to wipe off his sweat, so he rushed towards the wall at the fastest speed, trying to use the momentum to kick on the wall and use his body to go up...

As soon as Qian Ai rushed out, he saw a boy with a big box on his back, climbing up the wall with his hands and feet. The climbing was slow and difficult, and he wanted to go over and help lift it.

He was skeptical of life because of the smell of the hut, so he found this land of singing birds and flowers, planning to relax in the embrace of nature, but he didn't know that he heard strange footsteps as soon as he got into the bushes.

The fool also understood the scene in front of him: "Where did the little thief run--"

Shouting out a half-literate sentence, Qian Ai immediately had the feeling of dreaming back to Kaifeng Mansion. In an instant, Wang Chao Mahan possessed him, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu approached him, and rushed over with a tiger's pace, grabbing the little thief without saying a word one leg!

Kuang Jinxin had already leaned against the wall, and when he was about to succeed, he felt a pain in his ankle.

Lowering his head, he had a dark face with piercing eyes, like a little tiger.

Sorry.

Kuang Jinxin said silently in his heart, then avoided his eyes, and kicked on the opponent's cheek!

Qian Ai originally expected that the thief would kick his legs back, but he never expected that the sole of the shoe kicked over. He didn't notice for a while, and was kicked straight. , it was too much to think about, and he yelled directly: "I'll go, you really kicked——"

Kuang Jinxin was stunned in this "I'll go".

Looking at the face underneath again, a familiar feeling came over me.

"Brother Qian?" Because he was not sure, Kuang Jinxin murmured softly, and as soon as he uttered the words, the master who had already reached the outside of the wall was dragged down by him.

So these two words were mixed with the noise of his landing, and in Qian Ai's ears, it was more confusing than the fog that filled the courtyard.

Conviction?

How much money?

Money... bro?

In this world, those who can call him Brother Qian, other than Xiao Kuang, don't think of anyone else.But...it can't be such a coincidence!And even if it's really a trivial matter, how can you recognize him as Qian Ai at a glance? "I'll go" is not his exclusive use, the captain, military adviser, and Xiaoxue can all shout.

Qian Ai looked up at the wall, and suddenly had the urge to jump up and ask outside.

But the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther outside the wall clearly told him that there was more than one thief, and they had already run far away.

"Well, what are you doing here!" A middle-aged man came over cursing, "If there are fewer people in the coffin shed, it becomes an odd number. If the rules are broken and something happens, you can afford it."

Qian Ai lowered his eyebrows and made a smile on his face. It wasn't that he had a good temper, but that after waking up, he spent 80% of his time listening to this person's nagging, and he was already immune.

This person is the waiter invited by the Cheng family, that is, he specializes in helping people prepare weddings and funerals. He understands all the links and rules, from dressing and wrapping, mortuary, encoffining, receiving the third party, to burning the seventh day, expressing condolences, and funerals. He manages everything suitable.

On the way back to the coffin shed, the waiter kept chattering. In Qian Ai's ears, even if he complained, he finally understood the reason for the sudden anger in the waiter—someone came to offer condolences.

"I've never seen someone who doesn't understand the rules. How can anyone come to express condolences before being buried. Besides, it's time for dutiful sons to rest. Who will 'accompany the sacrifice'? Who will 'thank you'..."

Qian Ai didn't know much about what he heard, but it was always right to hum and nod his head anyway.

While talking, the two returned to the coffin shed, and saw a young man standing in front of the coffin shed, paying attention to the portrait of Old Master Cheng.

The young man was dressed in a Western-style suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head to look at him, first nudged his glasses, and then nodded apologetically at the waiter, obviously aware of his impoliteness.

The waiter changed his brows and mouth curls when he complained to Qian Ai just now, and now he has a polite face, regardless of whether it is in compliance with the rules, since the person has come, he will take this person to complete the condolence process.

After the condolences were over, before the waiter saw off the guests, the young man spoke up first: "Can I take a step to talk?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, puzzled, but followed him to the side.

Qian Ai stood there, unable to hear the conversation between the two, but his eyes never left the young man.

For some reason, he always felt that the other person pushed his glasses just now, very elegant, wise, calm, er, pretentious.And it's not a normal pretense, but a faint pretense that reveals a lack of temperament. This kind of feel is really itchy and familiar...

"Pillar..." The servant next to him suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

Qian Ai's rare inspirational thinking was interrupted, and he looked at him anxiously: "What?"

The man's face turned pale, and he looked at a certain direction behind him with fear in his eyes: "Look over there...is it...the old man...floating again...?!"

The last two words changed their tone in fright, and they didn't seem to move at all.

Qian Ai felt a chill on the back of his neck, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction the man pointed.

Then, he was cold from the strands of his hair to the soles of his feet.

In the depths of the mist, a shadowy figure floats alone, and occasionally drifts to a place where the fog is lighter, and the dead face appears under the moonlight.

Qian Ai looked at the "person" floating in the distance, then looked back at the portrait in the coffin, then at the "person", then at the "portrait"... Isn't he supposed to be lying on the Xiaoyao bed in the mourning hall? Mrs. Cheng!

"Fake corpse ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) the other servants in the coffin shed didn't know who yelled like that. +Flash Thunder+Magic Bullet.

The young man who came to his senses first, ignored the waiter and dashed over, heading straight for the "dead man" floating in the depths of the mist!

Qian Ai didn't know what to think, his head got hot, and he followed!

The young man was running in front, he was chasing behind, and Mrs. Cheng, as if he knew someone was chasing him, drifted faster and faster, and finally floated over the courtyard wall!

Without saying a word, the young man climbed to the top of the wall!

Qian Ai is too familiar with this place, and he was kicked not long ago. At that time, he had no chance to confirm his eyes, leaving only the sole pattern on half of his face. This time, he couldn't miss the opportunity——

"Someone used squad rendezvous on you. If you don't understand it, just ignore it. I'll just keep crawling on you..."

There was a series of murmurs, and the person who had already sat on the wall was stunned.

Wu Sheng was only interested in asking the waiter just now, and didn't pay attention to the servants around him at all. The one worn by his teammate's soul is too dark. In this kind of night, it is the same as the man in black in Conan, with complete facial features. dissolve in the dark.

But at this moment, he already knew it in his chest, and his voice was full of sincere joy: "Old Qian!"

"Wu Sheng?" Compared with the certainty of his own military adviser, Qian Ai was still a little hesitant.

"Aside from me, who else would chase after an old man who cheated on his corpse?" Wu Sheng sighed, the current development really caught him off guard, but time was urgent, "Hurry up, he's gone to the east, let's chase him together!"

Qian Ai didn't hesitate at all, and immediately, together with Wu Sheng, climbed out of the courtyard wall and chased into the depths of the alley.

During the chase, Qian Aicai understood Wu Sheng's mission - to find the missing Du Jinnian.

As for why they chased after Cheng's house, because the client, Xue Qingshan, said that the last place Du Jinnian visited before his disappearance was the Cheng's house.

Du and Cheng are family friends. Du Jinnian often goes to Cheng's house as a guest. Xue Qingshan doesn't have much contact with Cheng's family, but he still has a good impression of friends of friends. Unexpectedly, Du Jinnian was in Cheng's house and disappeared.Of course, Xue Qingshan went to Cheng's family. At that time, the old man was already terminally ill, and Cheng Xiaonan, the youngest of Cheng's family, received him. He said that Du Jinnian was indeed there that day, but he left after drinking a cup of tea. As for the rest, he didn't know anything about it.

Wu Sheng just came to Cheng's house to investigate the situation.

After listening to this, Qian Ai was already out of breath, but there was a question that had to be asked: "How can you be sure at a glance that this servant is me? It could also be the captain, Xiao Kuang, Xiao Xue? "

While running, Wu Sheng quickly glanced at his teammate's rough shirt, broken shoes, and that face with "life is not easy" written all over it...

"Cough, it's just intuition, it's very subtle, it's not easy to describe..."

……

A hidden back alley.

The night was dark and windy, and the thin fog couldn't hide the bloody smell.

Hai Yunlong kicked a man in front of Ying Jiu. The man was tied up and tortured to the point where he was tortured to the point where he was half-breathed and rolled on the ground like a blood gourd.

"Jiuye, man, I'll pay you back. It's a bit harsh, but my life is still there." Hai Yunlong smiled and wiped the blood on the sole of his shoe on the ground, as if kicking that person's foot made him dirty shoes.

The brothers from the Fushouhui standing behind Ying Jiu immediately took a step forward when they saw this, their veins popped out, and they wished they could rush up and do a big fight.

The Hai Gang members behind Hai Yunlong immediately imitated the example and refused to give up half a step.

The atmosphere on both sides was tense for a while.

Until Ying Jiu said lightly: "Thank you, Young Master."

Following his words, the people on the ground were immediately put on the stretchers brought by the brothers of the Fushou Society, and the two of them carried them away directly, and sent them back to the gang for treatment, while the remaining brothers stayed where they were.

Hai Yunlong tilted his head and looked at Ying Jiu for a while, twitching the corners of his mouth, with a smirk: "His life is still alive, my brother's life—" He suddenly spread his hands, and his tone was like a joke, "It's gone. "

Ying Jiu glanced back.

Chi Yingxue, with her hands tied behind her back, was pushed out.

Ying Jiu touched his cuffs and said calmly, "One life is worth one life. Our Fushou Club has always followed the rules."

Hai Yunlong looked at Chi Yingxue, then at Ying Jiuye, dazed for half a second.

The Hai Gang brothers behind him were stunned for several seconds.

The clothes of these two people look like twins, what is the number?

If one of Yishui's robes and jackets hadn't been tied behind his back, he would have thought Yingjiu was standing there.

Did Tianjin Weixin add rules?Before the red sign goes on the road, do you have to dress according to the standards of the gangsters?

The Hai Gang brothers were thinking about it in a mess, but Hai Yunlong had already come to his senses first, and pretended to be polite: "I know that Master Jiu is particular about people."

After all, he raised his hand and waved lightly.

Immediately behind them, two people came up, setting up Chi Yingxue and dragging him to the Haibang.

At the moment of being erected, Chi Yingxue suddenly broke free from the rope, slipped out of the grasp of the two Hai Gang brothers on the left and right like a snake, and jumped towards Hai Yunlong!

Hai Yunlong didn't expect this turn of events at all, he didn't even react to touch the gun at his waist, and was strangled by Chi Yingxue's arm!

On the contrary, it was Chi Yingxue who helped him find the gun, and the muzzle of the gun directly hit his temple. Chi Yingxue's eyes swept across the audience coldly: "The Hai Gang and the Fushouhui are included, whoever dares to take a step forward, I will It broke him."

His eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder, like a thin knife that could cut someone's throat at any time in the dark night.

"Get back!" Hai Yunlong yelled at his brothers, his voice was broken, and he didn't have the prestige just now.

The Hai Gang brothers naturally dare not make fun of the Young Gang Leader's life.

But the brothers of the Fushou Society have a very delicate position.

Hai Yunlong glanced in Ying Jiu's direction anxiously.

The Fushouhui and the Hai Gang have always been at odds, but they have never made a big fight on the surface. In theory, he feels that the Fushouhui should not dare to act rashly. After all, he has a father above him. If you come here to seek revenge, the Fushouhui will not be able to do well.

But what if Yingjiu's head gets hot?This is the scheming Master Ying Jiu, who knows what he's thinking about.

"Let him go." Ying Jiu finally spoke, the four words made Hai Yunlong want to cry.

Chi Yingxue tightened her arms: "You let me go, and I let him go."

Ying Jiu nodded without any hesitation: "Okay."

Chi Yingxue smiled, faintly, with a bit of contempt, with a bit of disdain, as if to say, it's not you who let me go, but I earned it myself.

Ying Jiu remained calm and just looked at him quietly.

Chi Yingxue held Hai Yunlong back, and retreated in the direction of the Hai Gang brothers. The Hai Gang brothers behind him immediately made a way out.

Hai Yunlong staggered, and it became more and more difficult to breathe. He kept begging: "Brother, don't strangle yourself to death, you won't be able to get out after I die..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise from the wall. In the next second, a person "plopped" into the alley, right between the Hai Gang and the Fu Shou Hui, and in front of Chi Yingxue and Hai Yunlong. The man's hand was still on Hai Yunlong's feet.

Take a closer look, this is not a living person, he is clearly wearing a shroud!

If it wasn't for Chi Yingxue's restraint and gunpoint, Hai Yunlong would have jumped up.

The air suddenly froze, and all the brothers in the alley, regardless of gang, stared blankly at the corpse of the old man in the shroud on the ground, a little dazed.

They saw a lot of corpses, bloody and bloody, but suddenly such an old man fell from the sky, and it was still a dark, windy and misty day in this month, so it was not scary.

Chi Yingxue was the first to react, and while everyone was still in shock, she pushed Hai Yunlong, climbed over the wall and ran away!

Hai Yunlong happened to be pushed onto the old man, and it took him a long time to get up. His legs were weak, and he became angry from embarrassment. He ordered to all the brothers: "Chasing!"

A group of people jumped over the wall at once, who cared about the unreachable corpse.

……

Chi Yingxue didn't leave after climbing over the wall, but hid on the roof of a nearby shop, watched Hai Yunlong take a group of brothers running away comfortably, blew a whistle that only she could hear, and left the room neatly.

Who knew that a group of Fushouhui would be waiting behind the house.

As soon as Chi Yingxue hit the ground, she knew it was going to be bad, so she turned around, and as expected, Master Ying Jiu stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely and leisurely, while the brothers from the Fushou Society behind him carried the old man's body.

"I don't know him." Chi Yingxue declared first.

"..." Master Ying Jiu sighed softly. For the first time, he felt that his patience was not enough. "He is the old man of the Cheng family. He passed away two days ago."

Chi Yingxue: "Oh."

Ying Jiuye: "..."

I don't know if it's because I can't bear to see my elder brother being tortured, and the brothers of the Fushouhui are all complaining——

"Jiuye, what nonsense are you talking to him? You won't admit it after drawing a red lottery. There is no such coward in our Fushouhui!"

"That's right, Master Jiu, as long as you say a word, the brothers will throw him into the Haihe River!"

"Take off the clothes before throwing them away, it's so awkward to me!"

Master Ying Jiu raised his hand.

The brothers shut up for a moment.

Chi Yingxue tilted his head and looked at Ying Jiu's hand curiously. He had seen it twice before, so he had every reason to suspect that the other party had a "mute button" in his hand.

"Why are you holding Hai Yunlong hostage?" Ying Jiuye asked suddenly.

Chi Yingxue was half a beat slow before realizing that the other party was talking to herself.

"I can't die."

"Can't?" Master Ying Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, usually saying "I don't want to".

"If I'm dead, I can't hand in the paper."

"carry out an assignment?"

Chi Yingxue lost patience with the way of chatting like "always repeating his last words", and unilaterally decided that the two of them were not suitable for dialogue and communication.

Ying Jiuye also found out that it was a dead end to follow the other party's words, so he went back to the original conversation: "You were closer to me at that time, why did you go to kidnap Hai Yunlong?"

Chi Yingxue shrugged: "I don't want to pay for my life, you are in the wrong, I hijacked him, he turned his face, he didn't bother with you, and you don't spread it around, this matter will pass in a muddle. If I hijack you, you It’s just that he’s both right and wrong, he can spread the word for you all over the world…”

Having said this in one breath, Chi Yingxue suddenly went into a trance, and then her voice stopped, as if she just realized what she said.

Ying Jiu didn't pay attention to his abnormality, but rarely showed approval: "You boy, follow me from now on."

Chi Yingxue didn't hear Ying Jiu's words, he couldn't hear any sound now, except his own heartbeat.

Was it really me who gave the answer so fluently just now?Such a clear thinking, such a precise vision, such a decisive action, obviously... more like the King of Hades.

He is a person who hates thinking about things the most, because once his mind is clear, many things that he doesn't want to recall will follow, so he is always lazy when he can, and chaotic when he can.

Slowly raising her hand and touching her heart, Chi Yingxue suddenly realized something in the regular beating.

The joke he made with Chi Zhuolin might be true—Yan Wang didn't leave, but just changed his way to stay with him.

"Hey, Master Jiu gave you face, don't give face shame!" Someone next to him stretched out his hand and pushed.

Chi Yingxue came back to her senses: "Huh?"

Ying Jiuye looked up at the misty night sky, exhaled lightly, and then looked at Chi Yingxue again: "I said, you will follow me from now on, don't be a cat five."

The turning point in her career came too fast, and Chi Yingxue couldn't keep up: "Then what?"

Ying Jiuye: "Fifth Lord."

Chi Yingxue: "You are the ninth master and I am the fifth master, so why don't I go ahead of you?"

Ying Jiuye: "Little--Fifth Master."

Chi Yingxue: "This is good, it looks young."

Ying Jiuye: "..."

Brothers of Fushouhui: "..."

——Mao Wu, the low-level gangster of the Fushouhui, was promoted, on a starless night.

"Master Jiu," asked the brother who was carrying the corpse, "what should we do now?"

Master Ying Jiu had met Mrs. Cheng face to face, and now he recognized the corpse. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Go to Cheng's house."

……

On the main road two alleys away, Wu Sheng and Qian Ai, who had lost "Old Master Cheng", ran into a team of monks head-on.When I asked, he went to Cheng's house to do something for tomorrow's meeting.