Inscription of Different Cases

Still didn't eat it.The dish was completely mushy and turned into a mass of black charcoal.

Han Lang seemed to be in a good mood, flipped through Orion's gifts, found a piece of jerky and shared it with He Yijiu.During the meal, the two chatted one after another.Ever since hearing about He Yijiu's experience, Han Lang couldn't help but feel a little bit of sympathy, and said, "My parents also left early, and the neighbors in the neighborhood are taking care of me."

He Yijiu glanced at him a few times, then shrugged his shoulders: "Then you're doing well."

Han Lang took out a cloth to wipe the oil on his hands, handed it over for the first time, and asked He Yijiu to wipe it too.The other party picked it up, smiled suddenly after wiping, and sighed: "It would be great if there was wine. At this time, it's the best time to get drunk!"

Han Lang also felt this way: "Yes."

The two packed their things and were ready to go on the road again.He Yijiu turned around suddenly, not knowing what he was looking for, and when Han Lang asked, he said that his clothes were gone.

"It was wet yesterday, so it was left to dry." He Yijiu raised his trousers and said.He is now wearing a linen shirt given by Orion.The top is okay, but the waist of the trousers is too tight, and the whole calf is exposed, "These trousers are so tight!"

Of course Han Lang didn't know where he left his clothes, so he had to accompany him to look for them.When the two were still discussing whether they were blown away by the wind, He Yijiu found a crumpled thing next to the extinguished fire, one corner of which caught firewood.When He Yijiu picked it up, he used too much force, and directly pulled a big hole.And he found sadly that these were really his clothes, but they were oily and soiled with a lot of charcoal dust, like a broken rag.

"...Did you use it to wipe your hands just now?" He was silent for a moment, then glared at Han Lang angrily.

"You wiped it too."

"You handed it to me! Damn it!" He Yijiu threw off the torn clothes angrily, and kicked one of them far away, "If my eggs are worn out, I'll find you to settle the score!"

Han Lang endured it, but he couldn't. This was the first time he laughed out loud in front of He Yijiu for a long time.He Yijiu cursed and yelled at him, but couldn't stop him from laughing.Later, the two of them didn't speak during the whole journey, and every few steps He Yijiu took, he had to reach out and dig his crotch. Han Lang laughed again when he saw his action, and couldn't stop.

"Did you do it on purpose?" He Yijiu blushed with anger.

Han Lang laughed dryly: "How would I know it was your clothes, they were so dirty."

"Dirty fart! It's just a little old!"

Han Lang laughed again, because he saw that He Yijiu used too much force, and he ripped the edge of his trousers.Of course He Yijiu knew what he was laughing at, and rushed forward with an "Aww", quickly grabbed Han Lang's belt, and pulled it on both sides: "Give me your pants! Damn it! It's all your fault! "

"Fuck me! Get out!" Han Lang immediately swears, and rolls to the side, trying not to let He Yijiu get his wish.

"Let's change, just for a while," He Yijiu said softly, his actions were not vague at all.When Han Lang stood in the middle, he touched both sides, and when Han Lang kicked him, he turned around to defend, displaying his hooliganism to the fullest, "You feel sorry for me, Zhang's pants are too damn tight, they are really not for people to wear!"

Han Lang was thrown on the ground by him, Xiasanlu was attacked frequently, and he didn't know how to use his martial arts: "Who told you to grow such a big root! My own carrot is not enough to fit in the pot. If you can eat it, you will ask the whole world to accompany you What a waste of food! Why should I accommodate you!"

He Yijiu was taken aback by his scolding, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Carrot? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--Okay, you sanctimonious hypocrite, say! How long have you coveted me?"

Han Lang punched him in the face, then quickly lifted his trousers and pushed them five steps away, growling: "I'll fuck you eighteen generations of ancestors!"

After finishing speaking, he was busy picking up his pants, and gave He Yijiu a vicious look.He Yijiu also stared back at him, stopped chasing him after a while, kept covering his face and knelt on the ground for a while, his expression slowly changed into a wretched smile: "Oh - I see."

When He Yijiu put down his hand, his eye sockets were already bruised.Han Lang didn't want to apologize, so he looked at him coldly, and saw that the other party was giggling all by himself, and let out a few weird "hehehe" from time to time.Later, Han Lang didn't want to deal with this idiot anymore, so he packed his things and set out on the road.When He Yijiu saw this, he followed up and tried to pounce on him, but he kicked him on the knee again.

The play ended here, He Yijiu was still wearing his tight pants, and continued to pick his crotch from time to time.

After walking for a while, Han Lang found a problem: "Why are you still following me?"

He remembered that He Yijiu had other things to do.

"Boring," He Yijiu still smiled, "I came looking for something, but I don't know where it is. It's you, what are you going to do now?"

Han Lang frowned: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Zhang Orion's home was originally remote, and it was night when he came out yesterday, and it became more and more difficult to find the north after wandering around.The two of them didn't know where they were now, and they didn't know which way to go. The scene here was almost the same, it was a remote mountain and old forest completely inaccessible.The two of them were even discussing whether they would sleep in the open again, but fortunately, there were plenty of products in the forest, so they wouldn't starve to death.

Along the way, moss was still growing in many places, and it was wet and slippery.There are all kinds of wild flowers blooming under the surrounding trees, white, blue, and red, which are dazzling.The forest was extremely quiet, and only the footsteps of the two could be heard, as well as the chirping of birds echoing around far and near, which sounded very distinct.

Seeing the sun gradually rising into the sky, the scorching sun evaporated the dew, and the surrounding area began to be filled with a sultry humidity.The field of vision in front of them suddenly widened. Judging from the terrain, they should have entered a gentle valley.Seeing this, He Yijiu exclaimed, "I think we're almost there."

Han Lang still frowned: "I don't think so."

Indeed, the scene in front of me was still unknown, but traces of man-made carvings had already appeared: there was a road on the ground, and a row of erected fences could be seen.Maybe they went to another village?In general, someone can't be a bad thing.

At least ask for directions.

The two quickened their pace at the same time.After a while, they were already standing in front of an old wooden house, and there were several identical houses within a few miles.No people and no village.

"This is strange." Han Lang said to himself.

He Yijiu also discovered the problem: "The room is too small, how can people live in it."

The two still pushed open the door and walked in. The inside was very narrow, and it was difficult for two people to stand.There is a well in the middle, which is dark and very deep.There is a wooden frame next to it, with a wrist-thick hemp rope wrapped around it. At one end is a huge potter's wheel, which extends to the outside, and the other end hangs down into the bottom of the well.

"It's just a well?" He Yijiu asked, out of curiosity, he began to push the pulley to pull up the rope underneath.With this push, he tightened his eyebrows, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and shouted: "Why is it so heavy!"

Han Lang also went to help him, and the two of them used all their strength to lift the bucket up.He Yijiu immediately ran to the side to catch his breath, only now did he find a noose thrown in the dark, he picked it up and looked at it, and immediately said angrily: "This is a fucking ox! How can you pull something like a ox? Call me to do it!"

Han Lang should have scolded him, saying, "Didn't you go to pull it first?", but he didn't care about this person at all.At this moment, he had already carried the bucket outside the house, looked at the water in it through the sunlight, dipped his finger in some more, and just put it in his mouth, he spit it out with a "pooh".

"It's brine!" He exclaimed in surprise.

He Yijiu's expression changed after hearing this: "How is it possible?"

"Come and see!"

The two studied head to head for a while, affirming Han Lang's judgment. "If that's the case, will the surrounding rooms..." He Yijiu rubbed his chin and asked, before he finished speaking, Han Lang stood up and hurried to check other rooms.Sure enough, he found a large pot specially used for frying, and there was still agglomerated white powder on the side.

He Yijiu also followed, looked around, and then said to Han Lang: "Is there any government-run salt field near here?".

"It's private salt." Han Lang said with certainty.

He Yijiu whistled, and strolled out again with his hands behind his back.Han Lang checked the area carefully, but found no evidence to prove the identity of the owner of the saltworks, not even a single account or document, the other party seemed to be hiding it very carefully.Near the outside, there are horseshoes and ruts.The salt refined here should be shipped elsewhere.

"There has always been well salt here? Impossible," He Yijiu said while sitting on a rock, fanning himself with his hands, "At the foot of the capital, those officials can't find it?"

Han Lang pondered for a while: "Indeed. As you said, if this place has always been a place of salt production, it would have been recorded by the Salt Transportation Department."

"Then what do you mean?"

Han Lang didn't speak, but seemed to be in deep thought.He Yijiu stopped interrupting, got up and wandered around.About a quarter of an hour later, when he came back, he found that Han Lang was still sitting there, so he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I've checked, and there's no one there. It may have been closed for half a month."

Han Lang nodded, but remained silent.After a while, He Yijiu was a little bored, and only then did he hear the man say, "Last year, there was a catastrophe here, do you still remember it?"

"It seems to be the case," He Yijiu said, "Where was I at that time? Uh...it should be on the side of the street, a porcelain shop across the street dropped a vase, and the boss yelled angrily."

Han Lang interrupted him: "Do you know that the well water in Baochang Dam has become stale?"

"I don't know." He Yijiu was a little puzzled.

Han Lang repeated what Lizheng's wife had said.This time He Yijiu felt something, frowned, and looked at Han Lang suspiciously: "You mean...?"

"Have you ever heard of "Shan He Lun"?"

He Yijiu shook his head.

"There is a story recorded in it, saying that a catastrophe occurred in a certain dynasty, and the original mountains and rivers became flat land, and there appeared unprecedented gold and silver treasures in it. There is also another story, which is also a catastrophe, and the river is moved. There are a lot of copper deposits in there."

He Yijiu suddenly came to his senses: "You mean, after the catastrophe, well salt appeared on this mountain?"

"I'm not too sure about the specific reason, but I just think it's possible. The bad water in Baochang Dam's well may also be due to the same reason."

He Yijiu nodded, and then asked in confusion: "Wait, why can you even remember this kind of broken book?"

"I'm not very good at poetry, not even the Four Books and Five Classics," Han Lang said with a wry smile, "But I read a lot of books on mountains, rivers, geography, ghosts and strange stories when I was young."

He Yijiu let out a "tsk".

"The official in charge of building the dam is named Zhou. I've met him before," Han Lang said, stopping to think for a while before continuing, "I don't know much, but I don't think he's a serious person."

He Yijiu rubbed his chin, then nodded and said, "I know what you mean. You suspect that when he sent someone to repair the dam, he accidentally found well salt, so he mined it privately?"

"It's not necessarily him, but he is the closest." Han Lang smiled.This is the benefit of talking to smart people. Han Lang was glad that he didn't need to explain anything, as He Yijiu already understood what he meant.

"No matter who it is, it's a big case, tsk tsk," He Yijiu looked at Han Lang, "You just came to investigate an inexplicable arson case, and you found such an astonishing thing, what should I say, shit luck? "

Han Lang ignored his teasing, and muttered: "The matter of Ma Youyi has not been clarified yet... There are still many mysteries here."

"so what?"

"Go back first, I still need to think about it."