The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

Qianqing woke up early in the morning, with Granny Meng's singing still echoing in his mind.He felt irritated, and after a hasty wash, he went to have breakfast.

Everyone in Wu Village is listless, and they are not as enthusiastic about Qianqing as they were a few days ago.It doesn't matter if it's dry, the third bowl of porridge is about to enter the stomach, and Wu Bai secretly keeps some cakes and hides them in his sleeves.

Gan Qing teased: "Who is Mr. Xiaobai keeping the breakfast for?"

Wu Bai blushed, and hurriedly hid the things inside.Heihei wanted to open his mouth, but Feng Jiuniang frowned: "You want to feed that beast again, don't you!"

Seeing this, Shuiyun dropped his chopsticks, seeming quite dissatisfied with Feng Jiuniang: "What kind of beast, Musu is not a beast!"

Now it's Qianqing's turn to be in a daze, what is Mushu?He cast his eyes on Wu Bai, and Wu Bai said: "It's not a beast, it's a puppy."

Ganqing took a big mouthful of porridge and asked vaguely, "Where did the puppy come from?"

Wu Bai seemed to think about it for a while before replying, "I picked it up."

Feng Jiuniang put down her chopsticks and snorted coldly: "I picked it up? Could it be a dog that I picked up in the mountains?"

It was only then that Qianqing came to understand a little bit, it was picked up in the mountains, could it be...

Wu Bai blushed: "It's very poor, it's also very small, its teeth haven't even grown, how could it..."

Wu Bai still wanted to speak, but was stared back by Feng Jiuniang.Qianqing said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, dogs are domesticated from wolves after thousands of years."

Feng Jiuniang sneered and said, "What do you know, a poor scholar? Animals, if you don't change your bad nature, if you hurt someone someday, how will Wu Bai explain? Don't you all know that wolves can hurt people?"

Wu Bai couldn't help arguing loudly: "Mushu is different! It's not an animal! Uncle Jiu's trap hurt it, and the wooden thorn pierced its throat, and it managed to survive. It can't howl, and it can't eat. The problem... If it is a wolf, it will definitely be bullied by the wolves! What's more, it is so honest!"

Mushu is actually a dumb wolf.This is the first time I've heard of this new thing.

Feng Jiuniang sneered again, and was about to speak, but Mute kept holding her.

There is also a reason for the mute to be excited.The wolf was connected with her by the same fate, so they couldn't make a sound.Ganqing glanced at her sympathetically, her hair twitched slightly, a little sad.With a clear heart and a soft heart, he also offered a few words of help.

Feng Jiuniang was still quite critical, after all, she was no match for the majority, so she just muttered a few words.

Wu Bai was full of joy, and pretended to eat again.Gan Qing secretly laughed in his heart, no matter how many books Wu Bai has read, he can't change the child's disposition after all.

After breakfast, everyone started to get busy again.Qian Qing couldn't bear such a dull and day-to-day life.He circled the village and came to the former residence of Granny Meng in a blink of an eye.Ganqing pushed the door open to peek, but saw that the furnishings in the house were extremely simple.

One table, one chair, the bed was dirty, and there was a musty smell.The bedding seems to have not been washed for many years, and there are food residues on the table that have not been cleaned up, and the smell is unpleasant.Seeing this, Qianqing couldn't help being angry, Baishan filial piety comes first, how could Feng Jiuniang treat an old man like this.

Next to the room is a copper smelting utensil, and the copper water exudes an unpleasant stench.

Qian Qing was furious and helpless.Continue to circle around the village and see the majestic mountains towering into the clouds.It's not far from Mount Tai and Mount Lao. If you have time, it's good to go and see, but now I'm in the village, when can I go out?Yi Xiangquan didn't know where he was going for a long time, maybe even the Tsing Yi Bandit could close the case!

The more I think about it, the more upset I become.Sporadic snowflakes fell from the sky again, scattered on the ground like icing sugar.The snow on the ground itself has not yet melted, and now it is even covered with a layer of finely crushed snow powder.Gan Qing shrank his shoulders, walked slowly, and stepped on footprints.Looking at the feet again, I suddenly found that there was a row of small footprints besides my own footprints.This is obviously the footprint of some kind of animal, but it is extremely small. It is estimated that the animal is not big.

Only then did Ganqing remember, could it be that puppy, Mushu?

He walked along the footprints, thinking that the footprints would lead to Wu Bai's residence, but it didn't.

The footprints lead to the ancient house.

Qian Qing looked surprised, and followed in two steps in three steps.The footprints were dense at first, but then became looser, and the distance between the two prints was further away. It can be seen that the little animal was walking, and then suddenly started running.The footprints entered the old house through the side door, only the footprints of going in, but not coming out.

A few steps away from the old house, Gan Qing smelled a meaty smell, even though the walls of the old house were airtight and the windows were several layers pasted, the smell of meat could come out.Just by smelling it, Gan Qing feels extremely hungry, and one can imagine how delicious this stew tastes.

Qianqing walked forward and heard a slight noise in the house.It seems to be the sound of burning flames, and the faint sound of boiling water.

The door is in good condition, "good" in the sense that it shows no signs of damage and is tightly shut.Qianqing knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time, so he put his ear on the door and listened carefully, there was no strange sound.Gan Qing wondered, the dog didn't come out after entering, and the door was locked, so there must be someone in the house.

Why did it take a long time to knock on the door?

He broke a pine branch and poked at the window, stretching his head to look inside the house.

In the small hole in the window was a tawny eye.

Qianqing yelled "Oh my god" and jumped away, lost in his wits.After calming down and looking again, the eyes are still there - just inside the room, only a few inches away from the dryness.Only then did Qian Qing realize that this was Mu Xu.Its eyes are slanted upward, whereas canine eyes are level.He was sure at this moment that Mushu was not a dog, but really a wolf cub.

Gan Qing boldly leaned over, thinking that Mu Xu was frozen because he died.Seeing that Mu Xu seemed to be still panting, a stone fell from his heart.

However, looking at it clearly, I feel that something is wrong——

He smelled blood.

The smell of blood was too strong, mixed with the strong aroma of broth, penetrated into the dry nose, and also penetrated into the bottom of his heart, making him suffocate.Qian Qing quickly took a pine branch to poke the small hole bigger, and wanted to look inside the house, only to find that Mu Xu was covered in blood blocking the window.

Mu Xu blocked Qianqing's vision, but Qianqing was even more flustered—something happened!He hurried to summon Wu Bai.The most urgent task is to knock the door open. Although Wu Bai is only in his teens, he is still a helper.

Qian Qing acted extremely quickly, and soon brought Wu Bai with a pale face.He was reading "Guoyu" at first, but he threw the book away when he heard that something happened, and ran back in three steps at a time.

"Break open the door, use as much force as you can." Gan Qing stared at the door and said to Wu Bai.Qian Qing's move is not to save Mu Xu, but to find out what happened in the house.This ancient house has always been weird, and the weirdness makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.Qian Qing was even more panicked.

Dry Halal really has a keen intuition.

He felt something was wrong.

Wu Bai didn't understand why, just because of Mu Xu, he and Qian Qing kept banging on the wooden door.The door was already an antique, and it was lucky that it was not corroded and damaged, so after they bumped it a few times, they heard a "click", which was the sound of the door latch breaking inside the house.

With a palm of his hand, he took it for granted that since the latch was broken, the door must be able to open with one click.However, the door did not open.

It looks like something is blocking the door of the house.

Seeing that the door was not open, I felt a chill in my heart.He pushed aside Wu Bai's small body and stared at the door: "I guess there is something blocking the door. You back away, I'll move the thing, let's push the door and go in."

Qianqing squatted down and put his hand through the crack of the door.Wu Bai took a step back and murmured: "Why is there something blocking it? Mushu, it really—"

Gan Qing ignored it, and was still desperately reaching out to push open the thing behind the door, but when he touched the thing, Qian Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

The thing blocking the door was completely invisible, but he felt something was wrong.

Wu Bai was stunned: "What, what's wrong?"

A terrible thought flashed through Ganqing's mind, he lost even the blood from his lips, limp on the ground, and immediately pulled his hands away from the door.

At this moment, the clean hands lined with snow were exceptionally clear.Wu Bai's eyes widened, and he saw Qianqing's hand clearly——

There was blood all over his hands.

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☆, Tucao...

Make a complaint, talk about the creation of "The Strange Case of Qingquan in the Northern Song Dynasty", and some stories about the names of the characters

From the beginning of my book writing, I knew that the popularity of this book would be low, no matter what website it was on, so I had to be mentally prepared to bear it.

When I first decided to write such a historical mystery, I was very young (though I am still very young), or rather, I was very young.

At that time, I went to buy Conan comics every day, and I could memorize all the tricks; of course, I kept watching Sherlock Holmes and other detective stories, which can be found in any country. I bought a lot from street stalls to school flea markets.But I am not a qualified reasoning fan, because I found that many mystery novels are not good-looking, very obscure, very blunt, and cannot be read.

It's not good, it's not good.

At that time, I only had a hazy consciousness. I wanted to write a book, a beautiful novel.

Chinese, ancient.

I was in middle school at the time, and Notes on Tomb Raiders was very popular.The students kept talking about Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie, and those stories.At that time, I also had two people in my heart, one was stupid, and the other was noble and glamorous.

I love these two guys and value them.So I, a gay friend, took two names together.

I have chosen the names of the two protagonists for many years.

Xia Qianqing's surname is the commemorative Sherlock Holmes, and Qianqing is taken from Qianqing Palace.I think since it can be the main hall of the imperial palace, "Qianqing" is the best word in the world.

The Yi of Yi Xiangquan is the "Book of Changes", which is the first of all classics.A Chinese detective must have a very "Chinese" name.Xiangquan is the name of the wine, there are "Xiangquan" and "Xiangquan", but the two "Xiang" and "Xiang" are not quite like a man's name, so they were changed to Xiangfang.When you mention this word, you will think of "The Romance of the West Chamber", which seems to be far away, ancient and literary.

A persistent mind is like strong wine, and an indifferent nature is like a clear spring.I like this kind of person, and I also like Yi Xiangquan very much.

after that……

I hope more people see a story like this.A good-looking reasoning detective story.Today's reasoning stories are written a lot, such as Erya who writes about Tanmei, Ding Mo who writes about romance, and various supernatural reasoning at the starting point.Very good, very grounded, there will be many people who like these stories...

But "The Strange Case of Qingquan in the Northern Song Dynasty" does not seem to have these elements.It's not basic enough, not talkative enough, supernatural enough, unhappy enough, not "essential" enough, not serious enough.It is a book in a crack.Moreover, almost all reasoning fiction magazines do not accept long articles.

After seeing this book now, from the first to the second, it can be seen that its structure is relatively fine, with a lot of pitfalls and foreshadowing.I'm trying to keep the reader from guessing the ending, but...

It was really tiring to write.

I wrote this complaint because I know that there are a lot of pirated articles in Jinjiang.Whenever TXT is downloaded, you will see this little complaint.After the 100 million words of this book are written down, it is possible to lose everything in any aspect, and after writing "The Strange Case of Qingquan in the Northern Song Dynasty", it is difficult to write other stories.

Someone told me: If I want to persuade you, I can only say that you'd better not write about this kind of subject matter.

Then I wrote.

Also wrote for several years.

Then there is no more.

If you think it is not bad, at least you can read it, please recommend it to your friends, two-dimensional, three-dimensional, post bar recommending something...

No way, forget it ==

I'm a newcomer, Little Transparent, and it's just such a request, what else can I do...

Also, there will be a radio drama tonight, and the planner is my friend, the only three-dimensional friend who knows that I am writing a book.

She also worked very hard, and she was also the biggest fan of the "Northern Song Dynasty" series, almost writing fanfiction.Almost got the best CV she could find

The two main characters of the radio drama are strong people.

In the end, the same sentence, if you think it’s good, then…………

Thank you.

Also, I'm really tired...

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