White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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On that day, it was a cloudy day, and the surrounding area was gray. In the middle of the mountain, the fog gradually accumulated from the mountainside. A group of policemen and Jinling Pavilion boys broke into a deep cave. The fire was like sparse stars. Someone was speaking in the cave. : "Look carefully to see if there is a hole leading to the river." The fire immediately spread around.

After a while, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps coming from behind them. Someone raised a torch and took a picture of the place where the sound came from. They saw a figure running towards this side, and they all subconsciously clenched the handles of their knives. , shouted vigilantly: "Who?"

The visitor stopped running and walked up slowly: "It's me!"

When he got closer, everyone saw his face clearly before letting go of their vigilance. Someone blurted out: "It turned out to be Yunzhan! I thought I met some suspicious person..."

Zhu Yunzhan replied: "As soon as I received the news, I hurried over here." After receiving a newly lit torch, he led the people to walk quickly into the depths of the cave, looking for the target while walking.

Another person in the team said: "The brothers have searched for eighty mountains in this area, and their legs are almost broken. Daqing said, we must find a mountain wall with a hole as soon as possible, and the outside of the hole is next to the river. There are signs of flooding."

Another person answered: "If you can't find it here, you have to go to the next mountain to continue looking. To be honest, this is the most tiring job I've done since I was a policeman!"

Zhu Yunzhan comforted: "Don't complain, hurry up and finish the search so you can call it a day and rest."

These words made sense, everyone immediately shut up and stopped chatting, and just kept looking for the target. After a while, someone suddenly shouted: "There is a light in front of that branch road. I don't know if it is the exit or the hole!"

Everyone hurriedly followed to the side road, but halfway there, suddenly 19 of the police officers quietly drew out their sabers and stabbed the Jinling Pavilion boy and other police officers without saying a word!Zhu Yunzhan reacted quickly, dodged the tip of the knife, drew out the sharp blade to defend, and suddenly fell into chaos.

Several police officers were pierced by their companions, blood smeared all over the ground, and fell into their own blood. One of them looked back at the brother holding the red blade with a fierce look on his face, and opened his lips in disbelief: "Brother Liu!" ...Why did you...kill me suddenly today..." Just like that, he opened his eyes and died.

Zhu Yunzhan turned his head and saw that under the flames, several policemen had been sacrificed, and even his companion was seriously injured. He couldn't help but blurted out angrily to the policeman holding the red blade, "Who on earth sent you to be the spy!"

No one answered, only someone yelled: "Kill these Jinling Pavilion people, and the mission is completed! Kill!"

The red blade slashed at the Jinling Pavilion boy again, Zhu Yunzhan hurriedly defended and fought back, shouting: "Don't let them underestimate Jinling Pavilion! Otherwise, how are you going to go back to see Daqing? Being scolded by Daqing is a trivial matter, and being stripped by Xiangxuanzhu Tie it up and hang it on a high place in the pavilion for others to watch and make fun of is a lifelong event!"

Immediately the morale was boosted, the Jinling Pavilion boys immediately leaned together, gripped the handles of the sabers, and used their best strength to join hands and swung the sabers together. After fighting for a while, they stabbed several secret agents, and three of them were hit vitally. Falling to the ground and dying, the other dozen or so elaborators saw this, took a few steps back, then turned around and evacuated, running fast.

Zhu Yunzhan rushed to pursue them, and chased them for a while, but still let them escape. When he was about to turn around and go back, he saw some strange things lying on the ground. He brought the torch closer to light it up, and found that it was skin There are sixteen masks in total.

Zhu Yunzhan hurriedly turned back, knelt down on one knee, and squatted in front of the three finely crafted corpses. Starting from the necks of the three of them, he quickly tore off a skin mask, revealing three strange faces.

The side road in the cave was quiet for a while, Zhu Yunzhan turned his head and looked at the five arresters who were still alive. The five arresters hurriedly said: "I'm real! I'm not wearing a mask! Send Foreign Secretary Make it possible to check!"

Zhu Yunzhan stood up and said, "No need, when these few minions sneaked in without anyone noticing, they deceived all our brothers by pretending to be fake."

The kid from Jinling Pavilion couldn't help being lucky: "Fortunately, Yunzhan came here today, otherwise, everyone would die here unjustly."

A police officer asked: "Then can we call it a day? I want to bring back all the brothers who died."

Zhu Yunzhan said: "Don't be busy with this, just look for this place."

The kid from Jinling Pavilion suddenly realized: "Yunzhan, do you think there is something we are looking for in this place?"

Zhu Yunzhan replied: "You have searched for a total of [-] caves before, and only met Xi Zuo in this cave today. There must be something wrong with this cave, which made the mastermind nervous, and specially arranged for Xi Zuo to kill people."

The Jinling Pavilion boy and the policeman continued to walk forward along the passage under their feet. After a while, a star light suddenly flashed in front of them, and everyone rushed there immediately. They stopped and saw that it was really a huge hole. I wish Yunzhan to be careful Cautiously moved towards the edge, and looked down, there was indeed a rushing river, and there was a pile of rubble just below.

He then retreated back and concluded: "This is it! Those jars with mummified bodies were hidden here before!" Turning around and walking back quickly, he continued: "First block this cave, and leave three or four people to guard it. , and the rest quickly go back and report to the government, and send people over to investigate this cave!"

Everyone immediately agreed: "Okay!"

Zhu Yunzhan returned to the small town alone, exhausted, walked into the inn, climbed up to the second floor, stopped in front of the door of a guest room, knocked on the door, and opened it immediately, revealing Fu Zhayue's face, Greeting him with a smile, "You're back!"

When Zhu Yunzhan saw her, he felt that half of his fatigue had dissipated, and hurriedly followed her into the guest room.

The rabbit was short and dark, and in a blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng were still running around in other places. At this moment, they were walking on a street. The ground moved slowly following the leisurely steps of the two of them.

Huang Yan opened his lips: "It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, I seem to smell the fragrance of moon cakes."

While looking around, Zhu Yanfeng replied, "I don't know where there are better mooncakes for sale in this city."

Huang Yan demanded: "My request is not high, it can be salty or sweet."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "The salty ones are meat fillings, and the sweet ones are fruit fillings."

Huang Yan looked sideways at Zhu Yanfeng, and joked with a smile: "You seem to be very afraid that I don't remember what salty is, what is sweet?"

Zhu Yanfeng looked ahead, and said: "Why don't you ask someone, where can I find delicious mooncakes?"

Huang Yan agreed: "Alright."

Zhu Yanfeng stopped a passerby casually, and asked, "Excuse me, is there a shop selling mooncakes around here, which one is the most delicious?"

The man was slightly stunned: "Aren't you locals?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied bluntly: "Yes."

The man said: "Go straight along this road, then turn right, and continue walking. There is a restaurant with a blue flag. I think it is the best food, but the price is a bit expensive."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Thank you." Then he and Huang Yan continued to walk forward.

When the two reached the fork, they followed what the passer-by said, and walked towards the right side of the chao fork. Not long after, they saw a shop with a blue signboard flag. When they saw the name of the shop, they were stunned.Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help but said: "Nine Fan Shop? Isn't this a branch of the City Lord's Fruit Shop...?"

Huang Yan directly put on a puzzled face: "I should have asked earlier, so I wouldn't make a trip in vain."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Why don't you find another person to ask?"

Huang Yan simply said: "I'm not interested anymore."

Zhu Yanfeng sighed secretly, without saying a word, just followed Huang Yan and walked down, listening to the people talking about the strange serial case along the way, looking for a clue.

In the afternoon, when the two came out of a busy tea house, Zhu Yanfeng asked: "Stay overnight in this city tonight, or continue on our way to the next place?"

Huang Yan replied: "I can't walk anymore, what do you think?"

Zhu Yanfeng understood clearly: "Go to an inn first, and then rest." After thinking about it, he said: "Maybe we can go out for a walk at night."

The two held hands and walked along the long street, the joy in their hearts floated on their faces.

Ahead, an old woman wrapped in a cloth scarf was walking by herself, with an old bamboo basket hanging in one arm, she looked thoughtful, and was about to pass by the two of them, when suddenly she staggered and leaned , was about to fall, but Zhu Yanfeng had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately helped the old woman, avoiding a tragedy.

The old woman stood firm, and immediately said gratefully: "Thank you very much!"

Zhu Yanfeng asked: "Is the old man not hurt?"

The old woman replied: "The old man's foot seems to be sprained, and it hurts a little, but it shouldn't hinder walking."

Zhu Yanfeng saw that in the old woman's bamboo basket were a large bamboo tube sealed with thick paper and hemp rope, a wine bottle with a stopper, a few poultry eggs and small paper bags, which seemed a bit heavy, but Fearing that she would fall again when she was limping, she kindly said, "Where does the old man live? I can take you back home."

The old woman said gratefully: "Then I will trouble you. You are so kind, young man!"

Zhu Yanfeng helped the old woman to walk, Huang Yan didn't say a word, just followed quietly, walking beside Zhu Yanfeng, after a quarter of an hour, the two sent the old woman to a quiet hut in a deep alley.

Before the old woman opened the door, she was grateful again: "Thank you!" Then she said generously: "If you don't mind, please come in and have a cup of tea."

Zhu Yanfeng looked back at Huang Yan, and then boldly asked the old woman: "The old man bought these ingredients today to make mooncakes by himself?"

The old woman smiled and replied: "That's right, the old man's children will come from the next street to have a reunion dinner tonight, how can there be no moon cakes."

Zhu Yanfeng boldly asked: "Old man, I have an unfeeling request, can you let me make a few in your home? I will pay you."

The old woman said generously: "Okay, let's go into the house."

In the kitchen, Zhu Yanfeng finished kneading the oily skin and puff pastry on the table, then turned around and said to the old woman: "I'm not very good at making fruit. If there is something wrong, I hope the old man can point it out."

While busy making mooncake fillings, the old woman asked, "Young man, do you like mooncakes, or do you make them for others?"

Zhu Yanfeng started chopping firewood, and while chopping firewood, he replied: "I...don't eat sweets much."

The old woman knew it in her heart, but she didn't tell the truth, she just said: "The young man outside should like to eat, if you cook more for him, if you cook too little, maybe he won't be satisfied."

After Zhu Yanfeng chopped the firewood, he washed his hands. After being instructed by the old woman, he also made one or two fillings. After seeing the old woman's way of making moon cakes, he followed suit. A piece of oily skin in his left hand, a piece of puff pastry in his right hand, stacked Roll it up together, roll it into a dough, wrap it with the filling, knead it into a ball in the palm of your hand, and sprinkle with shredded coconut.

The chimney of the kitchen room began to slowly rise in smoke. Huang Yan stood outside, with his back to the house, enjoying the scenery idly. When he was bored to the extreme, he raised his hand flute with his hands clasped in the shape of a xun and blew a tune at will. , The breeze blew over, the branches of the tree in front of him swayed, and a few dead leaves fell in front of him.

Half an hour later, the baked mooncakes came out of the oven. Zhu Yanfeng held the chopsticks, picked up the hot mooncakes, put them one by one into a thick paper bag, wrapped them up, and asked the old woman, "How much is the total?"

The old woman smiled and said: "I am not running a shop here, and I don't want to be greedy for the silver in your purse. These few moon cakes should be regarded as a thank you gift from the old man."

Zhu Yanfeng put the burden on his back again, holding the paper bag, and said: "Then I will take my leave." The old woman wanted to see him off, but he turned around and persuaded: "You don't need to send it off, old man, take care of your legs and feet."

Huang Yan turned his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw Zhu Yanfeng coming out of the room, he immediately opened his lips: "Are you willing to come back?"

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and said, "Let's go!"

The two walked for a while, and Zhu Yanfeng felt that the paper bag in his hand gradually lost a little warmth and became a little cold, so he opened it carefully, took out a golden spherical shortbread, and handed it to Huang Yan's lips.

The fresh fragrance was particularly strong when it hit the nose. Without hesitation, Huang Yan opened his lips and bit it lightly. His mouth was full of the taste of bean paste and salted egg yolk. He still remembered turning his head to look at Zhu Yanfeng and asked, "You made it?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied bluntly: "Smart as Yan'er."

Huang Yan only tasted half of it, and brought the remaining half to Zhu Yanfeng's lips, persuading him, "Try your own handicraft?"

Zhu Yanfeng grabbed Huang Yan's hand, took a bite of the mooncake, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Huang Yan. His mouth also tasted of bean paste and salted egg yolk, a salty and sweet taste, and also... the taste of happiness.

Huang Yan said: "Go buy peach wine, and then find an inn."

Zhu Yanfeng nodded lightly, and replied with a "hmm," sealed the paper bag, held it in his hand, and went to the nearby wine shop with Huang Yan.

When the clerk saw the two of them, he warmly greeted them: "Guest officer, sit inside!"

Zhu Yanfeng only asked: "Is there any peach wine?"

The clerk replied: "There is just a big tank, how much does the guest officer want?"

Zhu Yanfeng immediately turned his head to look at Huang Yan, and said to Huang Yan: "How about a jar?"

Without further ado, Huang Yan opened his lips: "Come to the two altars."

The guy agreed with an 'Okay' and immediately rushed to the backyard.

Zhu Yanfeng was a little helpless, and said: "Yan'er has to drink so much, if I get drunk, my big brother won't dare to get up early tomorrow..."

Huang Yan replied with a smile: "Mid-Autumn Festival, you have a jar, I have a jar, and the mooncakes you make are meaningful when you have wine to drink."

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help but affirmed: "It makes sense, and it's hard to justify not drinking tonight."

Huang Yan added: "Tonight we get drunk together, and no one can get up early tomorrow."

The clerk came back with two jugs of wine, put them on the cash register, rang the abacus to calculate the bill, and blurted out: "Guest officer, the total is 28 Wen."

Zhu Yanfeng paid 28 copper coins and took away two jugs of wine. After leaving the restaurant, he said as he walked, "I thought a jug of wine was at least eighteen copper coins, and fruit wine was more expensive."

Huang Yan only said: "In a small wine shop, the peach wine made from fresh and ordinary peaches is naturally not as good as the one made from high-quality big peaches, but it must be aged wine with a better aroma. And the taste, there seems to be no difference."