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After days of rushing to work, the tomb was finally completed in the afternoon of the third day. The peasants lined up to receive their own money from Yue Le, all smiling from ear to ear, and went down the mountain in groups of three or four. The topic of chatting on the way is nothing more than this rare salary.

"Where is this Mr. Pan from? Why did his widow find this place when she searched for the grave?"

"Who knows, it's not the origin of the employer's family that makes people curious, but the tomb was built strangely, with the main room in the middle and the side rooms on both sides. No matter how wealthy a person is, he would not dare to bury a person alone with this standard. The tomb of the whole family was built together. It’s not surprising that there are three chambers, isn’t it the official standard to bury one person alone in the tomb of the three chambers? I haven’t heard any gossip in the market that any official has passed away.”

"Hey, if you collect people's money, you will eliminate disasters for people. Rich people like to talk about ostentation. Besides, there is a big stone gate outside the tomb. People passing by see it is just a big tomb. Pay attention to how many tombs there are in the tomb, no matter what size it is, we didn’t pay less wages, but gave us more after we broke up, so let’s be content, but this time, I have to let me go back today The mother-in-law went to the fish market to pick some big fish and came back, and it’s been a long time since the children at home have meat, haha.”

"That's right, warm up a pot of good wine and get drunk, hahaha, I'm in a hurry to go home after my brother said that, it's still early, maybe I can go to the cloth shop to pull a piece of coarse cloth to measure Measure, hahaha."

The one who fell at the end of the civilian husband's line was the entourage that Prime Minister Zhao had ordered. He held the silver bag of wages in one hand, and grabbed the beard on his chin with the other hand, and stroked it gently, as if he was tired from walking. Like that, he rubbed his arms and patted his legs against the mountain on the side of the road.I thought to myself, looking at the age of the manager, could this Mr. Pan be some official who retired from his old age and returned to his hometown?And the person in charge is that Master Pan's personal entourage?That being the case, the details are clear at a glance, and since the tomb has been built, no abnormalities have been found. I didn't expect to be able to return to my life so soon. 'Pa' the silver bag in his hand fell to the ground, and was bumped so violently, the attendant was startled at first, then quickly hugged the body that bumped into him, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? What are you doing? This is Want to steal my money?"

The members of the Silver Eagle Cult who flew up the mountain alone thought they had avoided the civilians who were going down the mountain, so they sped up their pace and rushed up. They never wanted to turn around the mountain road but crashed into someone's arms. He could not hold back the pain Apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I knocked your silver bag to the ground, I still have something to do, so I'm sorry." Saying this, he pointed to the silver bag at his feet, but he didn't pick it up. Bypassing the entourage in front of him, he continued to run up the mountain.

"Hey, you are too reckless." The attendant muttered, reaching out to pick up the money bag, but saw blood in his palm, is this person injured?You were injured and ran up the mountain like you lost your life, huh?Could it be the group who built the tomb on the mountain?He recognized the sparse blood spots on the ground, stuffed the purse into his pocket, and ran after him.

"Elder Yue, where is Elder Yue? Have you seen Elder Yue?" Seeing his own people in front of him, the congregation going up the mountain pressed their sides and began to stagger.

"You, are you injured? Ghost mother-in-law, where is ghost mother-in-law? Where is the pharmacy? Someone was injured." Qian Siyu, who was tracing the word Pan on the tombstone with his fingertips, heard the sound and immediately stood up. He straightened his body and called out.

"Shen, see the master." The congregation up the mountain rushed over, threw themselves at Qian Siyu's feet, struggled to kneel up, and continued, "Elder Yue asked me to collect money from the brothers who are in business down the mountain." To help the tribute, to supplement the account, I walked to the Jiuquan Building on the South Street of the ancient city. The shopkeeper in that building was my brother. Before I entered the gate, I found someone following behind me. In a deep alley, the visitor turned his back on me, and suddenly covered me with a black scarf and attacked me, asking me who I was. But seeing that the shopkeeper was already dead on the wide chair in the wing room, he didn't dare to look carefully, so he broke the window and fled back to the mountain to report, I don't know who did it, and how did he know us and the congregation?"

Could it be that the shopkeeper had a grudge against others at the foot of the mountain?No, it doesn't make sense why the gang members who just came down from the mountain were attacked, and they were attacked before the two met. When they met the eyes of the disciples, Qian Siyu said coldly: "I must investigate this matter, The big Silver Eagle Sect has always lived in harmony with others, how can they allow others to bully them wantonly, and whoever kills my siblings, I will definitely not leave his whole body!"

The servants of the Zhao family who hid behind the tree heard every word of the conversation just now. It turned out that they were the Silver Eagle Sect. This is the Jianghu gang that the master has tracked down for many years. But I didn't know that they were at the Sleeping Mountain within a hundred miles. It seemed that I was going to make a contribution this time. Before he could leave quietly, the man and the tree were blown up, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry When I landed, I was hit by broken tree trunks one after another. I struggled to move my body, and I couldn't escape the scene quickly. The person who plotted against me was too fast. Since I was exposed, I might as well pretend to be dead.

"It just so happens that the ghost mother-in-law is here, so bring the injured one over there." Qian Siyu said softly. In fact, she was guilty. She just saw the ghost mother-in-law rushing to check on the injured, and she was thinking about the ancient city. The Jiuquan Building on South Street, you must know that Jiuquan Building is not too far from the Shangshu Mansion, and then think about the Shangshu Mansion, the place where I grew up, I don’t know why I want to go back and have a look, so Walking to the side of the mountain alone, she flung her sleeves towards the woods and wanted to use her lightness kung fu, and flew down the mountain for a walk, but unexpectedly accidentally injured someone, and even smashed the person and the tree into the air, depending on the situation. It's really not light, if this hurts her gang, what face will she have as the head of the sect, and how should she deal with herself?

"Report! Head, this person is a civilian husband who has not yet left the mountain, and has been seriously injured and unconscious."

"Civil husband? After paying their wages, I saw them go down the mountain happily." Yue Le took Mai Baobao's little hand, walked out from the back of the new tomb, interjected, and squatted in front of the injured, After rummaging around, he took out the money bag and said, "Look, here is the salary."

"I, I recognize this pair of shoes. He, he was the person I bumped into when I went up the mountain. He should have gone down the mountain. How could he be here?" The congregation, who was helped by the hag to sit up and bandaged his wound, said weakly.

"Haha, that's a spy, pinch him to death." Yue Le grinned and stretched out her hand to grab the neck of the servant of the Zhao Mansion, and choked him who was pretending to be dead, his eyes widened.

"Sister-in-law, wait a minute. I'll talk after I wake up." Qian Siyu walked over. Fortunately, she didn't accidentally hurt her own person, and she took advantage of it by mistake. It was actually one of Prime Minister Zhao's personal entourage, he couldn't help turning cold, and that person was even more shocked when he saw Qian Siyu's face, isn't it getting dark soon?The young mistress died for several months, and he was one of the people who were sent out of the city overnight to be buried. Could it be that this is a wronged soul asking for her life?Immediately, his whole body trembled like sifting chaff, he slapped Yue Le's already relaxed wrist, got up on his knees and kowtowed, and repeatedly shouted: "Young Mistress, spare me."

A slight smile spread from the corner of Qian Siyu's mouth, she squatted down, supported the other's chin with one hand, looked straight into those eyes, and said lightly, "What are you calling me? Heh, young mistress?"

The attendants of the Zhao family didn't dare to look at her for too long, and lowered their heads again, begging for mercy.Qian Siyu raised his face with force in his hand, and slapped his face several times with the other hand, his voice became much higher, and he asked, "Say! Why are you following my people, sneaking in Besides, you dare to call me young mistress, who is your young mistress!"

The servants of the Zhao family were stunned by those slaps, uh, did you recognize the wrong person?This also looks like a thief, oh, yes, the woman in front of me is the head of the Silver Eagle Sect, how could she be the daughter of the Qian family who died for several months? As soon as he came up, he mistook her for his young mistress, so the owner of the tomb of Gongxiu seemed to be her deceased husband, and the prime minister had told him before leaving that he would rather die than reveal his identity. Gritting his teeth, he stopped talking.

"Say it or not!" Qian Siyu raised the other party's face again, and she probably didn't want to speak again, she waved her hands and stood up and shouted: "Come on, search him! Sister-in-law, let me open."

Yue Le immediately jumped a few steps away, put on the wheat bag along the way, and walked to the hag and the others.Sure enough, as Qian Siyu expected, the servants of the Zhao family must carry a nameplate with them. Although they do not have a name or surname, they have a pattern indicating the level of the mansion. People who have lived in Zhao's mansion can't know, thinking about his words of young mistress just now, it aroused a lot of her hatred for Zhao Han, not to mention that Prime Minister Zhao had a grudge against the Silver Eagle Sect, even if there was no enmity, Zhao's mansion inflicted on her Her past is her first revenge!I used to naively think that, as the daughter of the Minister of the Household Department, her father is her reliance, and her father is the person she is most willing to trust. He blindly obeys him and almost misses her creek. She would rather die than live. Now that she built this tomb, she made up her mind to live in the same cave and die in the same grave.Her fingers vigorously wiped the pattern on the small piece of wood, and a strange killing intent surged in her heart. She said coldly: "Are you still unwilling to speak? You know, opportunities don't come often. If you don't want to Speak, and you will never be able to speak."

A trace of hesitation flashed across the blood-stained face of Zhao's entourage, but he remained silent.Qian Siyu praised: "Very good, she is indeed a loyal servant." Unable to tell whether she was sincere or not, the soft voice sounded again: "After you die, I should put this small piece of wood together with your head." Put it in a wooden box and send it to Prime Minister Zhao?"

"You, you..." The followers of the Zhao residence were confused, I said she was the young mistress, but she denied it, and now she brought out the Prime Minister, she was clearly the young mistress who came back from the dead.

"Is it too straightforward? Well, it is indeed a bit hasty, but the enemy of our Yinying is not your prime minister, but the household secretary named Qian. The only one who has a son and is married is the prime minister Zhao's house. You all know that your mouthful young mistress reminded me, am I right?"

So it turned out that the followers of the Zhao residence tilted their heads and continued to remain silent.Qian Siyu flicked his wide sleeves, and said as he walked, "Beat this servant of the Zhao family into a pulp! Keep the head, let the carpentry workshop make a wooden box, put it in a wooden box, and return it to his master!"