Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

In less than a stick of incense, a man with a dark complexion and a woman entered the house one after another.Yin Shu looked at the man calmly, only to see that he was wearing a rough coat and holding a short knife in his hand.

"Brother, you are here! Sit here, sit here, I brought you a little brother." After saying that, he quickly got up and said to Yin Shu, "This is my righteous brother, Qu Heng, Brother Qu."

Yin Shu got up and clasped his hands, "Brother Qu, I'm sorry for interrupting you because I came here rashly."

Qu Heng sat down on the chair, with a gloomy face, and waved his hands: "You are welcome, since Shi Shi introduced you, then everyone will be brothers in the future." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yin Shu, and said, "Brothers come here , what do you want?"

"Brother, he is..." The big stone head rushed to answer, but Qu Heng stared back at him, and retracted his head sullenly.

"Brother Qu." Yin Shu smiled slightly, and took over the conversation, "I met Brother Shi at the Xifeng Winery, and we had a great conversation. Recently, my younger brother was lucky enough to get a pack of cold food powder. After using it, it can be said that we met and hated each other It's late. But I have nowhere to find medicine, so..." He stopped on purpose and didn't say anything more.

Qu Heng picked up the teacup on the table slowly, scraped the lid lightly, and drank it with a sip, before saying, "Oh? How do you say that?"

Yin Shu knew that the other party was trying to test him, so he was not in a hurry, with a bit of shyness showing on his fair face: "To tell you the truth, brother, I have some, some hobbies that are not on the table." As he said that, he stretched out his slender right hand and made a slight movement of scratching the sleeve of his left hand, and then smiled.

The movement was extremely cryptic, and the stone head didn't know what it meant at all, but Qu Heng laughed loudly: "That's how it is!"

Yin Shu also laughed, lowering his head halfway as if embarrassed: "Since taking this cold food powder, my little brother has been having fun all day long, so happy." The smile on his face became stronger as he spoke, "So I just want to find a long-term reliable seller."

"In this way, the little brother is going to become my big customer." Qu Heng smiled and wanted to shake hands with Yin Shu.

Yin Shu leaned slightly, and just as his fingertips touched Qu Heng's palm, a cold light flashed in front of him, and the short knife that Qu Heng had been lying in his hand before was already lying across Yin Shu's neck.

The stone-headed head turned pale with fright, and quickly got up: "Brother Qu, are you...?"

Yin Shu stretched out his hands, his expression embarrassed: "Yes, brother Qu, is there any misunderstanding between you and me? We can discuss the price!" He said, and went to take out the money bag.

"Shao Te, are you talking nonsense with me!" Qu Heng yelled at Shitou's big head, the knife in his hand was getting tighter, and he sneered at Yin Shu, "Misunderstanding? How dare you say that you misunderstood? After using cold food powder After all, all people will have a fever. It is the time of the three volts, and as soon as you entered the room, I was suspicious when I saw that you were wearing a fine attire, and your palms were cold just now, so you must not be a person who is in uniform!"

Yin Shu couldn't move, so he could only laugh along with him: "Brother Qu is wronged, to be honest, my younger brother has been weak since he was a child, and his body is cold. His hands and feet have never been warm since he can remember."

Qu Heng raised his eyebrows coldly: "We are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but you, who are thin-skinned and tender-skinned, are you a secret agent sent by the government!"

"How can I do it all by myself!" Yin Shu smiled dryly, as if he wiped the blood on his neck inadvertently, "My little brother is all about asking for medicine, but he has nothing else to think about!"

Qu Heng snorted coldly, and said to the big stone head, "If that's the case, then lock him up in the woodshed! Starve him for a few days and see what he says!"

***

The night is dark and windy, in the capital thousands of miles away.Veteran Deng Qixian turned over and sat up from the collapsed bed, reading a letter with a candle.

His expression became more and more serious, and the light from the candle was deeply embedded in the ravine, making that weather-beaten face look even older.

His somewhat cloudy eyeballs rolled, and he scanned the handwriting on the page line by line. It was clearly not a long letter, but it took him a long time.

After a long time, he finally raised his head, lowered his voice and asked the servant who delivered the letter: "You just said that this letter was placed on the stone steps?"

The servant replied respectfully: "Yes, master, the young one even checked the surrounding area specially, but no one who sent the letter was found."

Deng Qixian let out a heavy breath, and said to the servants, "Go down. Oh right, don't mention this to anyone!"

It was late at night, Deng Qixian pulled the robe on his body, and found that it was a bit cold, this year's autumn seemed to be earlier than in previous years...

***

In the middle of the night, loud snoring came from the back room.

In the dark woodshed of Qu Zhai, Yin Shu struggled a few times, took out a dagger from his cuff, quickly cut the hemp rope binding his hands and feet, and spit out a ball of rags from his mouth.

Taking advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, he groped to the door. Through the crack of the door, he could see two door panels tied with iron chains and a large iron lock hanging from them.

He made a rough gesture, and found that the width of the door gap was just enough to allow his wrist to pass through. He only needed to pry the lock open with the tip of a knife, and he could go out from here.But he didn't do anything, he withdrew his hand and found a place to lie down in the woodshed.

He followed the stone head to get here, in fact, he intentionally gave Qu Heng a loophole, in order to find the buyer of the cold food powder.

According to the clues provided by Jiang Wuzuo after examining the corpse, Wang Yun's death time was around midnight.And Widow Fan passed by Wang Yun's house during Haishi, and heard voices inside the house.If it was true as she said, then the black shadow she encountered might be directly related to the case of Wang Yun's murder.

Because cold food powder can only be made in small family workshops, and is restricted by the government, it cannot be produced in large quantities. Since taking cold food powder will become addictive, and Widow Fan smelled the strong smell of that person that day, it means that this person must have been taking it for a long time Yin Shu bet that he would come to buy medicine in a few days.

Yin Shu touched Qu Heng all the way, and now he just waited for the fish to take the bait.

"My lord!" A soft call suddenly came from the window of the woodshed.

Yin Shu didn't even glance at that person, and it was no surprise that someone would touch here in the middle of the night.

He leaned against the wall of the woodshed, his face was stern, and a glimmer of light flashed on his fair face, and he only replied faintly when he heard the shout: "Han Xi, what's the matter."

"Since my lord came to Mobei, I have been worried about your safety." Han Xi said eagerly, "So...so I went to check the monk and doctor next to you in private without my lord's order."

"Go ahead." There was no emotion in Yin Shu's voice, and the cold tone came through Liang Ye, which really made people shudder.

Han Xi took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and finally said: "After checking by my subordinates, they really have their own strangeness!"

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The author has something to say:

Love horse I'm back!Because of the word limit on the list, the day when I make the list is the day I update it!

I'm sorry... really didn't mean to interrupt the QAQ

In fact, in the days when the update was interrupted, I was working hard to save the manuscript! (kimbo)