I'm afraid you'll be widowed

Pei Gong couldn't help frowning, and secretly cursed: "These bastards."

"Where is this something that humans can do? They are all living people, and they are not afraid of retribution?"

He couldn't help but turn his head back along the street and take another look at Yuhuaxuan in the distance.

The facade of the carved beams and painted buildings is exquisite and majestic, and it is a place where literati and poets will show face when they say it.

But looking at it now, the exquisite building has lost its usual brilliance. Instead, under the majestic morning wind, it has suddenly turned into a man-eating mouth, pulling countless young daughters in their prime. buried in it.

Pei Gong's eyes darkened a bit, and even the voice of cursing became softer unconsciously.

There is always such a kind of person in this world.

For these people, human life is of course at stake, but that must be when these human lives have nothing to do with them.

If the dead are idlers who can't be beaten by eight poles, then anyone can mix in the crowd and sigh in a fake way.But if these human lives block their money, add to their troubles, and make them worry and worry, then their lives can be nothing.

After all, in the eyes of people like Grandma Shisan, some human lives are worthless.

Even if they wantonly trampled on their lives, they would never feel any more guilt in their hearts.

Because there are too many poor people without money, like weeds on the mountain, they die one after another, and they can't feel distressed.

"If there are really ghosts in this world, they should settle accounts with these goddamn bastards first."

Pei Gong cursed cynically for a long time, wishing to draw a knife right now, and beat the thirteen grandma and the big teapot in Yuhuaxuan into cripples.

But Fang Cenxi next to him remained calm, always lowering his eyes thoughtfully.

Pei Gong stopped talking, and then patted Fang Cenxi's shoulder: "What are you still thinking about?"

Fang Cenxi rubbed his fingertips, and there was still hesitation in his voice: "Yuhuaxuan is the same as those who dig people's graves, this is an indisputable fact."

"But if you want to send a living girl out of the city silently, what will the third master do?"

Pei Gong thought for a while: "Naturally, you can hide if you can, and cover up if you can."

"I must pretend to be a fisherman and a vegetable farmer to cover people up, so that I can walk on the street as unobtrusively as possible."

"That's right." Fang Cenxi nodded to himself, "Even the third master understands this truth, so why do these people pretend to be appalling impermanent ghosts and wander around the streets of Nancheng swaggeringly?"

"Are they afraid that others will not notice them? Or do they want to tell Quan Nancheng that they have been here before?"

Pei Gong was stunned for a moment, but was stopped by Fang Cenxi.

"What you said is indeed a suspicious point. Who is not afraid to do evil and treacherous people?"

"Even the worms in the internal guards know how to cover their faces. Who would do bad things swaggeringly?"

……

Fang Cenxi glanced sideways at Pei Gong, as if he wanted to poke a hole in someone's body with a knife.

Pei Gong felt an inexplicable chill all over his body, only to realize later that he met Cen Xi's gaze: "What's the matter?"

There were several meaningful arcs on the corners of Fang Cenxi's eyes, and he said with regret, "No."

"I just think there's a bigger problem than that."

Pei Gong said slowly: "Actually, I wanted to say it from the beginning, do you also wonder if they..."

Fang Cenxi nodded in agreement: "This group of people wanders the streets at night, and disappears without a trace during the day. How did they get out of the city?"

"Is there really someone in this world who can break through the mountain shield wall?"

Pei Gong bit his lip, this is really a difficult time.

There are only a few city gates in the capital, each of which is guarded by five city soldiers and horses.

Every day at [-]:[-] o'clock when the evening drum is sounded, the gates of the Forbidden City and Shuntian Mansion are closed in response, and pedestrians on the street will return home one after another.

Because the curfew will start soon, wooden fences will be blocked between the squares, and the five city soldiers and horses will also send people to patrol the streets to arrest people who go out at night.

Until the morning bell rings at Yin Shi, no matter how big the matter is, the city gate will not be opened again.

Those impermanent ghosts who pretend to be gods and ghosts only appear after the evening drum, and there is no trace of them before the morning bell. There must be something strange in it.

Pei Gong guessed: "Did they hide? Wait for the city gate to open before carrying the coffin out?"

Fang Cenxi said again: "Assuming that the third master's inferences are all true, then they must have someone to support them in the capital, and they will have to go through the city gate to check when they leave the city the next day."

Pei Gong frowned upon hearing this.

After spending such a lot of time and effort, why didn't the evildoer give up pretending to be a ghost messenger to attract attention from the very beginning?

I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion from staying up all night, or because he has never had the habit of thinking deeply. At this moment, he is finally helpless in his own mind——

It seems that some are not enough.

Pei Gong couldn't help laughing at himself, he laughed lowly: "That group of people are dressed almost exactly like the statues in the Wuchang Temple."

"It can't be because you are afraid of encountering a fraudulent corpse, and you want to rely on that outfit to give the corpse back?"

Fang Cenxi frowned slightly after hearing these whimsical words: "Exactly the same..."

They had been to Heqiao Village before, where the villagers worshiped impermanence to the point where it could not be increased. They even regarded ghost marriage as a tribute to impermanence, and being reluctant to part with their own flesh and blood was regarded as loyalty to impermanence.

The more the villagers got used to this, the more incredible it became.

"What the third master said is not unreasonable. Maybe it is a kind of 'sacrifice'?"

"Pretending to be a ghost messenger and carrying the coffin, could it be a ritual for them to believe in impermanence?"

Pei Gong looked at Fang Cenxi in disbelief.

"But the village chief has money in his house, those..."

The chords in Pei Gong's mind seemed to be hooked suddenly, and he suddenly realized: "You mean, they are actually collecting money and money through these superficial things?"

"Chunhong said it before."

"There is a five-village great master there. Because he quelled the plague for several villages, he led everyone to build the Wuchang Temple."

Fang Cenxi's eyes brightened.

"No mistake, it all makes sense now..."

Before his words fell, he suddenly fell to one side as if he lost his balance.

Fortunately, Pei Gong's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he grabbed the person: "What's the matter?"

Fang Cenxi rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, I'm probably a little dizzy."

"It's ok."

"You didn't sleep for two nights, and you were able to sleep in Yuhuaxuan just now, and you said it's okay?"

Without further ado, Pei Gong helped him back to Tianshui Lane.

He watched Fang Cenxi enter the door, and bought two small fish from not far away and put them in the Bailanghua bowl, and finally coaxed the angrily clattering big white cat to settle down and eat hard.

Looking at the harmonious scene of one person and one cat, Fang Cenxi felt that Pei Gong was more like the owner of the white waves.

"The third master is tired."

"Bai Langhua is very close to the third master now."

Pei Gong rubbed two handfuls of Bailanghua's hair, and still did not forget to tease: "Go and rest quickly, you are as thin as a piece of paper, why are you still standing here?"

He laughed flamboyantly and recklessly, forgetting that Fang Cenxi was obviously Yu Huaxuan who was captured by him.

Fang Cenxi didn't have the heart to argue with him, so he couldn't help telling Pei Gong: "The third master keeps an eye on Yuhuaxuan, if he makes any moves, he will arrest him and bring him back for interrogation."

He seemed to be a little worried, so he added: "Then Jiang Sanqiaoer has nowhere to stay, maybe he will go back to Heqiao Village, third master, don't forget to go over there to watch, and don't call some culprits." Ran."

Pei Gong said, "Got it, got it."

"My lord Xiao Fang, you can go back and have a rest."

"The people in Dali Temple are exhausted and faint. If the news spreads in the future, who will dare to deal with Pei Gong's case?"

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When Pei Gong left Tianshui Lane, the sun was not yet noon.

He went to Beizhen Fusi in an orderly manner to order, and then went through Fang Cenxi's orders in detail one by one, and gave them to the flag officer under him one by one.

The sunlight outside the window was gradually dazzling, and Pei Gong unconsciously felt sleepy.

He hastily filed a leave with the yamen, got on his horse and went straight to Liang Guogong's mansion.

There are not many people on the street.

In less than a stick of incense, Pei Gong turned onto the street where Duke Liang's mansion was located.

But there was still a long distance, Pei Gong could see the whiteness hanging in the distance, he was puzzled, so he simply got off his horse and walked forward slowly.

Not knowing what was going on, the hand holding the rein of the horse trembled unconsciously.

An ominous premonition haunted Pei Gong's heart inexplicably.

He went smoothly, and then continued to move forward.

In the end, after only a few steps, he was completely stunned in place.

In front of the huge Duke Liang's mansion, the servants were hanging black ribbons and white silk on the plaque.

Pei Siqi, who used to have a natural smile in the past, is now crying in front of the door so hard to see anyone.

Seeing Pei Gong coming back with his horse, she hurriedly ran over with tears in her cheeks, hugged Pei Gong sobbing, "Third brother, you, why did you come back?"

Pei Gong's expression, which was originally light and delicate, disappeared in an instant so that no trace could be seen.

He leaned down and put his arms around the little sister's shoulders, and asked each word with a pause: "What happened in the mansion?"

"Xuanfu sent news that the second brother was seriously injured and died."

Pei Siqi cried louder and louder: "When the second brother left years ago, he said he would bring me straw swallows. Why didn't he come back? The second brother is a liar."

Hearing this, Pei Gong felt his mind go blank, he seemed to be unable to hear what the younger sister said for a moment.

He grabbed Pei Siqi's hand and led his sister through the hall into the courtyard.

After autumn, Duke Liang's mansion had already lost half of its servants, but now it was full of white flowers, and it looked more and more depressed.

In the main room where Liang Guogong and his wife lived, the sobbing of his mother, Mrs. Liang Guogong, could be vaguely heard.

"Xuan'er's illness has just started to improve, why is he even dismissed from the post of commander?"

"The holy will is unpredictable, so you can't speculate randomly."

"Now that Ying'er's bones are still cold, the family has suffered such a disaster. Pei Fangzai, that is your own son. How can there be a Duke in Shuntian Mansion who can make you look like you?"

"On the third side, you have to withdraw first to avoid suspicion, otherwise he will be helpless, and he will be the leader of our Pei family..."

"Why avoid suspicion? Where does Gong'er want to avoid suspicion? Is my Pei family son loyal to the royal errand? Why should I be suspended now? Pei Fangzai, if Gong'er has another good or bad thing, I will die!"

Pei Gong listened to his parents' endless quarrel, lowered his tired eyes, and smiled inexplicably.

His father was old and his eldest brother fell ill.

Before he had time to figure out what was going on in the Xuan Mansion, his second brother had passed away.

Pei Gong's sky almost collapsed.

He thought he would feel uncomfortable, but at this moment, all he had was numbness.Such a huge Duke's Mansion, if no one can stand it, it will collapse overnight like a rotten tower.

Pei Gong simply pushed open the door without thinking, and said expressionlessly: "Brother is just recovering from his illness, so don't talk to him about these things."

"Father and mother don't worry, I will take care of the funeral of the second brother, and I will go to Beizhen tomorrow to take the funeral leave."