Inscription of Different Cases

Early the next morning, Han Lang went to the yamen, but He Yijiu didn't go to set up a stall on the street, and directly asked his subordinates to arrest him.Within two hours, a row of "craftsmen" appeared in front of him, and He Yijiu interrogated them one by one, and immediately suffered a bitter face, because no one had seen Han Lang's Ye Mingzhu.

He still knows the propriety of this group of people. They are a group of thugs without any brains. Offending He Yijiu is tantamount to ruining their own livelihood.

He Yijiu wondered, could it be that someone had a wrong idea and didn't take Master He seriously?Since there was a rebellion last time, he has learned his lesson to pay attention everywhere, not letting go of any clues.He could have noticed the signs of betrayal early on, and it didn't make sense for it to happen suddenly now.

That's what outsiders do.

The group of "craftsmen" also said the same: "Master He, we have so many people coming and going in peace every day, it's hard to say who did it."

"Even Master He's people dare to steal, they don't take us seriously!"

"Exactly! I don't know if Anping is the biggest!"

"Cut him!"

"All right, all right, stop flattering," He Yijiu said angrily when he saw that they were getting more and more noisy, "Just keep an eye on strangers these days, there's nothing else to do, you guys go away."

A bunch of minions nodded and bowed, and suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.At this time, the man named Lai Tou appeared again, and seeing He Yijiu frowning and remained silent, he cautiously approached and said, "Master He, why don't you go to the ghost market to have a look?"

"Do you need to remind me?" He Yijiu was angry, and he spoke naturally with a wave of evil fire, "I see that's the only place, damn it, I hope I haven't let go."

"No, no, no," Lai Tou waved his hands vigorously, "Few people know Ye Mingzhu, so they must think it's a stone egg."

Knowing that he deliberately made himself happy, He Yijiu cursed helplessly, "You idiot."

Anping in early July was as hot as a steamer, and it was not until the evening that a comfortable cool breeze blew.He Yijiu wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. He went to war for this Ye Mingzhu. He sent people to ask all the gangs in the town, even the pawn shop, but no one had seen this thing.It seems that, as Laitou said, the only way to find them is at the ghost market.

The ghost market is actually a black market, not something that scares people in ghost novels, and it only opens late at night, hence the name.Many of the goods inside are of unknown origin, half-truths and fakes are mixed, people trade in the dark, and even bargaining is done in the sleeves, gradually becoming a place for "craftsmen" to sell stolen goods.He Yijiu used to go there often. Since this year, he has only been doing deceitful business, so he doesn't deal with ghost markets much.

He Yijiu looked at the sky and felt that it was a bit late, probably Han Lang was waiting for him at home, so he should go back and discuss with him first.As soon as he walked to the door of the house, he saw the lights on in the house, so he pushed the door and shouted loudly: "Hey! I haven't heard anything for a day, and I'm exhausted--huh?"

Han Lang was indeed at home, but there was another strange man sitting on the chair he used to, in his 30s, with a dark face and a goatee.This, who is this...?

He entered his house without making a sound?

Han Lang and the strange man were also taken aback by his loud voice, and the three of them looked at each other with embarrassment.In the end, it was Han Lang who broke the deadlock, got up and pointed to He Yijiu first: "Cousin, this is my friend, surnamed He, we live together."

He Yijiu made a bow to him, and looked at him silently.With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he seems to be slightly frail, not like someone who is too shrewd.At this time, Han Lang introduced the man again: "This is my cousin. He passed by Anping on something, so he came to visit me."

Although He Yijiu had a lot of questions in his mind, for example, Han Lang never mentioned that he had relatives, why did one suddenly appear at this moment?But it is definitely not allowed to ask now, his smooth personality played a role again, and he opened his mouth and said: "Ah, it turns out that they are relatives of Ah Lang. The younger generation was abrupt just now. Please forgive me for the collision."

"It's okay, Mr. He doesn't need to be polite," the cousin replied immediately, and then looked at Han Lang, "So this is the one. How long has he been here?"

Han Lang touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "It's been a while."

"This house is still the same, it has not changed. The last time I came here was seven or eight years ago."

As the uncle said, he naturally wandered around the house, Han Lang followed behind, and He Yijiu stood awkwardly in the lobby, feeling neglected.At this moment, Han Lang winked at him, meaning that there was no need to pretend, his cousin knew about the relationship between the two of them.

While his cousin was wandering in the atrium, Han Lang grabbed He Yijiu, and said quickly in a low voice, "He came from the Han family's ancestral house, and everyone there knows that I'm with you and that Shen Minggui has left."

"I fuck that bastard--"

"Hush--" Han Lang hurriedly stopped him from cursing, "Don't think about it, I won't go back to the ancestral house with him."

This was what He Yijiu waited for, no matter what this cousin who appeared out of nowhere wanted to do, as long as Han Lang didn't leave, he would be at ease.Most of the Han family looked down on him, and this cousin also ignored his intentions. Anyway, he has a thick skin and can pretend not to know.

Look, didn't Han Lang just pitifully persuade himself to come?

"Go and accompany him," He Yijiu was considerate, "Do you want me to go out and escape for a while?"

"No, no, no," Han Lang immediately refused, "Why are you exaggerating, it's not cheating."

He Yijiu smiled, and was about to kiss him when he heard the cousin calling Han Lang's name in the courtyard.Han Lang glanced at him apologetically, turned around and ran out, Liu He Yijiuyi sighed on the spot, feeling that he had nowhere to go, so he went to the kitchen to work on dinner.

In any case, he had to assume the attitude of the head of the family.That cousin is the guest, don't make trouble like an outsider.

At dinner time, He Yijiu was extremely calm and quite knowledgeable.While talking politely with Cousin Han Lang, he quietly showed his status in this room.The cousin looked at him in surprise, maybe in his eyes, He Yijiu is just a bastard who entangles their future Patriarch, the two sides are just trying to have fun, it won't last long.But at this time, he found that He Yijiu not only behaved well, but also was not annoyed by being ignored by him, but also from eyes to movements, even if he subconsciously reached out to brush the dust on Han Lang's shoulders, it seemed so natural.Han Lang was the same, although he was talking with himself, he glanced at that person from time to time as if asking questions, as if confirming the other person's opinion.Such trust and dependence are beyond the reach of ordinary lovers.

Sure enough, his nephew is the same as his cousin - he is independent and does not follow the crowd.No wonder the old man went back angrily, let alone explaining the inheritance of the patriarch, Han Lang didn't know if he would help them lift the curse.

What a worry!

Although the three people at the dinner table were talking and laughing, the atmosphere was not too awkward, but each of them was engaged in a belly lawsuit, and they were bored in their hearts and did not speak out.At night, Han Lang tidied up the house and arranged for his cousin to live in the west wing, and He Yijiu shared a bed with him as usual.Only now did the two have a chance to get along alone. Seeing He Yijiu stretching on the bed as if relieved, he couldn't help but said, "I've wronged you."

"What's this?" He Yijiu waved his hands carelessly, "Don't make trouble like a concubine who can't be given a title. The two of us can understand it. What they like is their business."

Han Lang smiled hastily: "My cousin and my father got close, and they used to have a good relationship. Although he didn't support my father's actions, he didn't completely stop him, and he even gave our family some help behind his back."

He Yijiu understood as soon as he heard it: "So the Han family asked him to persuade you?"

"After all, he was also cursed by the falcon...he will live in a few years," Han Lang sighed. "He has been eating fast and reciting Buddha, and he believes in karma. He said he would not force me. Do something for your sake."

He Yijiu thought about it carefully, and then he remembered that Cousin Han Lang only served vegetarian dishes on the dinner table, so he was a Buddhist chanter.But he was still not at ease, and asked: "What about you, what do you think?"

Han Lang's answer was as firm as ever: "I can help them break the curse, but I don't inherit the family business."

Seeing him like this, He Yijiu felt that the more he watched, the more he liked him, so he pulled him over and begged for a long kiss: "Okay, let's not talk about this. Hurry up and have a rest, and take you to the ghost market at night."

"Ghost market?" Han Lang had heard of that place, but had never been there. "What are you going to do there?"

"Look for Ye Mingzhu. I checked it during the day, and it wasn't someone under my command who did it. It probably came from outside. No matter who it is, I will definitely go to the ghost market to sell the stolen goods in the end."

Han Lang nodded, and then He Yijiu pinned him on the bed and pulled the quilt up: "It's still early, hurry up and sleep for a while, I'll call you later."

This sleep lasted until midnight, and it was already dark outside, and even the road was hidden in the thick night.He Yijiu and Han Lang tidied up, sneaked out the door, walked along the unnoticed path, and slipped to the outskirts of the city like thieves.According to He Yijiu, the location of the ghost market often changes, but in order to avoid the guards who watch the night, they are all located in hidden places.There are no lights in that place, and people trade in the dark, and the goods and money cannot be seen clearly, so it is common to buy fake goods and receive counterfeit money.

"But Ye Mingzhu is not ordinary, I hope it hasn't been bought yet." He Yijiu said.

"Probably not. This thing is expensive and useless. It's just for a good look."

The two trotted all the way, He Yijiu led the way, holding Han Lang's hand tightly.His palms were very hot, with a layer of sweat dripping out slightly, which made Han Lang feel a little distracted for no reason.Fortunately, it was at night, no one noticed these two people running hand in hand, the surrounding night fog was as thick as overturned mud, Han Lang vaguely heard some faint conversations ahead, at this moment He Yijiu slowed down, Said to Han Lang: "Here we are."

Like a drop of ink slowly smearing, a few hazy black shadows gradually appeared in front of my eyes, sneaking and whispering.It really is a ghost city, without a single light.A group of people gathered in the open space, and there were no stalls, but some people were standing with their bags, and some people were wandering around.The person who is carrying the burden will speak only if he gets close and shows his willingness to buy something.They didn't talk too much, so they gathered together and unrolled the burden, so that they could see what he was selling.

He Yijiu dragged Han Lang to watch each family.Although there are not many things in the ghost market, there is a wide variety of things, and there is everything.Han Lang saw antiques that were said to be dug up in his own yard, a fox fur cloak hunted in the northwest, and a box of "elixir" that he didn't know where he came from, and the asking price was 50 taels.There are also many common things in life, such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, jade, weapons and jewelry, but I can't find his luminous pearl.

Suddenly a gust of night wind hit, instantly bringing a coolness that can only be found in the twelfth lunar month of winter.At this moment, like a rising tide, the strong wind continued, and a corner of the thick night fog was blown away, gradually revealing the clear moonlight. "Hey, why is it so bright?" Someone in the ghost market complained. If this group of people wanted to cheat in the dark, they definitely didn't like bright lights.

Both He Yijiu and Han Lang didn't care, the former continued to search for the Ye Mingzhu, while the latter raised his head subconsciously and found that the moon was already a gibbous moon.After thinking about it carefully, I realized that it was already July, and it was the fifteenth in a few days.On July [-]th, the gate of ghosts is closed. No wonder the night is so cold and cloudy.

In the past, the days before and after the Hungry Yuan were the most difficult to bear.He was born with yin and yang eyes, and the ghosts living in the world love him most, and the whole July is restless.But it's much better now, and I don't know if it's because I'm more capable, or if He Yijiu is a person who specializes in defeating lonely souls and wild ghosts?

It seems that this year can have a good Zhongyuan, and I can go to pay homage to my parents, and introduce He Yijiu to them by the way.He originally thought that he would marry a good wife, and he didn't know if his parents would be angry...

Han Lang thought further and further away, absent-minded, He Yijiu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Why are you in a daze?"

"Are you going to Zhongyuan?" Han Lang simply said what was in his heart, "You will accompany me to visit my parents in a few days."

He Yijiu suddenly understood, his heart warmed up, and he replied, "Okay."

They went all over the ghost market, but they couldn't find the lost night pearl.Han Lang already had the idea of ​​giving up, it's just a bead anyway, if you don't have it, you don't have it.He Yijiu also comforted him by saying that he would definitely find another one as compensation.Just as they were about to leave, a short man came up from behind, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You two have very good faces, and you never buy anything, presumably you didn't find a good one?"

Han Lang was about to say "we're going to leave", He Yijiu held him back and gestured to wait, and said to the man, "It means you have a good product?"

The man nodded, and made a "please" gesture: "Whether it is a good product or not, the two masters have the final say."

He Yijiu scolded a little nonsense, and led Han Lang to follow the man in big strides.The other party has been leading the way in front, leading the two into a narrow alley.It was summer, with plenty of rain, and the alley was shady and damp. There were several puddles of stinky sewage on the ground, and the deep part almost overflowed into the upper of the shoe.The two frowned and walked without saying a word for almost a quarter of an hour. The man in front finally stopped.

"My lord, we're here." He stood on the steps and said to the two, behind him was an abandoned wooden house.He Yijiu and Han Lang stood below, and neither of them had the idea of ​​entering first. The man saw that they didn't trust him, and smiled flatteringly again, "I don't want to let the two masters stand in the stinky ditch. Wind and rain, very comfortable."

"Enjoy yourself," He Yijiu said coldly, "Either get something, or you get out."

Only then did the man turn around and go in, dragged out a sack, and spread it out on the steps.The moon was shining brightly, illuminating everything clearly. Han Lang saw the Ye Mingzhu hidden behind an incense burner at a glance. He just wanted to reach out to take it, but was stopped by a man.

"This product is not bad, hehe," the man pressed his wrist, showing two uneven front teeth, "If you want it, then make an offer first."

Han Lang gritted his teeth, wanting to say that it was originally my thing.But he also knew that dealing with old fritters in this ghost market should not be careless, they are as cunning as loaches, and they cannot be caught.

Before Han Lang could speak, He Yijiu said first, "Ten taels."

"Your Excellency, are you sending beggars?" The other party was not happy, "Look at the texture and luster, this is the best night pearl!"

"Stop fucking nonsense, take back your tricks of coaxing idiots," He Yijiu took a step forward, and the fierce coercion forced the man to swallow back the rhetorical question he was about to utter, "You won't fail to recognize me Who is it?"

The man blinked his eyes, hesitated for a while, and then yelled: "Oh, it's Mr. He! This ghost city is so dark and full of fire, I really can't see clearly, I didn't recognize it, I didn't recognize it."

As he said that, he squeezed out a face of flattery: "But Master He, rats have their own ways, and the little ones eat this kind of food, and you can't...can't you? The blood that the little one gave you this year, can be a No less points."

He Yijiu spat and took another step forward, his tall body almost pushed the short man into the ground: "In that case, let's discuss it."

"Oh, haha, that's right, it's easy to discuss."

"I'll give you ten taels more. Where did you get this thing from? Tell me honestly."

"This..." The short man smiled all over his face, stretched his head and glanced at Han Lang who was silent behind him, his mind was spinning quickly.It seems that someone has offended the person behind Master He. Although I don't know who this person is, it doesn't look too easy to provoke.At such a time, it is best for a sensible person to get rid of the relationship quickly, isn't it just a night pearl, if it is sold at a low price, it will be sold at a low price.

Come to think of it, this business isn't too bad.He rolled his eyeballs a few times, and said with a flattering smile to He Yijiu: "That's it, the two of you, please take a moment to talk..."