Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

When he heard this name from another person again, a wave of anger rose from the bottom of Yin Shu's heart, making him restless, and he felt that the person in front of him suddenly became extremely ferocious.

Ali's understanding of the truth about Wang Yun's murder can just prove that the secret Yin Shu is trying to find is what Wang Yun found out and wanted him to know.

The belated truth seems to happen just right.Yin Shu has been deeply involved in the caravan so far, struggling in loneliness and pain, and danger follows him everywhere, but he knows that he is approaching the truth step by step.

He let out a breath slowly, like a drowning person who had been disheartened in the long self-rescue and almost gave up, but accidentally touched the reef on the shore, and the hope of life was rekindled.

He tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said calmly: "It's really not a pity for such a person to die. How did you kill him? Didn't it dirty your hands?"

Ali laughed strangely, with a sarcasm on his face: "Why would we do it ourselves? We found helpers to deal with it, but recently I heard that one was discovered by the government. What a waste!"

It turned out that Li Laosan and Situ Liang were the killers found by the caravan, and what they were performing was a murder with a borrowed knife!

"Oh, only one was found? The other one ran away?"

Ali sneered, and lazily said: "I didn't run away, I was killed early."

Hearing that there was something in his words, Yin Shu was about to ask more questions when he saw Master Cao and Bi Zhan came back, so he had to give up temporarily.

After going to Xinjiang to deliver goods, it was raining outside the customs for several days in a row, and the temperature dropped sharply. Even with a charcoal basin in the camp, Yin Shu still felt cold from head to toe, without any sign of heating up.

I don't know if it was his illusion, Yin Shu always felt that the caravan was a bit too quiet these few days, it seemed that it was not only because of the rainy weather, but there seemed to be some other reason that made him feel uneasy.

The headache was faintly attacking again, Yin Shu reached out and rubbed his forehead.

During this trip to Xinjiang for delivery, he found out part of the matter about Yuelinxiang. The caravan made incense powder and handed it over to Master Cao, and then got money to support the food and clothing of their caravan.

So what's Master Cao going to do next?What to do with these spice powders?

In addition, he also accidentally learned the real cause of Wang Yun's death, but there is still a final link that cannot be explained.That's how Li Laosan died, and who scattered the Anshen in his hand.

Yin Shu looked at the flames constantly rising in the charcoal basin, and vaguely felt that these clues seemed to point to one person, Cao Jishi.

At the time of Chou, there was silence in the caravan.Yin Shu walked out of the tent without a sound, breathed out into the dark night sky, rubbed his cold hands subconsciously, saw no one around, put on the mask on his face, and buried his head into the chaotic night.

On the way to pick up the goods that day, because the speed of the car was slow, he deliberately took note of the turns and forks.Today was a rare clear night sky, relying on the direction of the moon, he ran all the way at a very fast speed without any ambiguity.

The night was filled, and after leaving the camp, there was a vast and sparsely populated wasteland, empty and silent.

The cold wind gushed in from his collar, and he could only hear the cloth boots under his feet rubbing against the ground.

At this moment, Yin Shu vaguely saw the flames in front of his eyes, and in the distance where the sky and the earth meet, several figures were dimly moving back and forth.

Yin Shu stopped, and first found a higher stone pile to hide behind, ready to see the situation before making a decision.

After a while, I saw a group of people approaching from far to near.These people all wear turbans on their foreheads and hang oil lamps on them.The lamp handle is slender and hook-shaped, and the iron lamp dish hanging on it looks like it can hold about half a catty of lamp oil.They are all young and middle-aged men, and the sacks on their backs are bulging, and they don't know what they are.

A man who looked like a supervisor stood beside him with a whip in his hand and kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm watching! Who dares to be lazy, grandpa, I'll tell him to look good!"

Because of the distance, Yin Shu couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, but vaguely felt that the supervisor's voice seemed to be heard somewhere.

After these people walked away slowly, the surroundings became quiet again.Yin Shu inquired carefully, and after confirming that there was no one there, he trotted all the way to the area where those people came just now.

Then in the dim moonlight, Yin Shu vaguely saw a trace of powder left on the road.

It was the incense powder sent by the caravan that day!

Where are these people going to send the incense powder?

Yin Shu bowed his back, slowly straightened up, and followed the scattered traces of incense powder to find the past.

After walking for about two or three miles, a courtyard appeared in front of my eyes.

Yin Shu climbed up an old tree not far away, and through the not-so-high earthen wall, he saw a few simple-looking adobe houses in the courtyard, with the sacks carried by the strong men around them.

Just now the supervisor was standing in the middle of the courtyard, watching the strong man arrange the sacks: "Be quick! Master Cao is in a hurry to get these things! If it's late, I'll ask you guys!"

"Excuse me, should these bags be carried in or put here?" A strong man stepped forward cautiously and asked the supervisor.

"Carry it in, carry it in!" the supervisor said impatiently, "carry these all in quickly!"

Several strong men hurriedly followed suit and carried several sacks of sacks into the room.

At this moment, the supervisor turned his face away, and Yin Shu saw the man's face clearly under the light in the courtyard, and couldn't help but gasp.

It was none other than Master Li who disappeared mysteriously when Wang Yun's case was closed!

He actually appeared here!

For a moment, all the details about Wang Yun's death became a clear thread.

It turned out that Master Li belonged to Master Cao.Because Cao Yujiao has always been obsessed with Wang Yun, and because he offended Mr. Cao in front of Wang Yun in Yancui Tower, Mr. Cao wanted to get rid of this person, so he ordered Mr. Li to handle the matter.

Master Li was unwilling to do it himself at first, so he found Mrs. Xu, but he didn't want the matter to be done.

At the same time, the caravan was angered because of Wang Yun's inquiring news.Ali and Bijan bought and killed Wang Yun.Master Cao was very satisfied when he saw that he succeeded by accident.

So Master Cao agreed to do a small favor for Ma, and asked Master Li to change the medicine bag, kill Li Laosan, and then kill Xu Mama. Cut off Hu.

In the end, the desperate Master Li found Master Cao and started his escape.

On a cold autumn night in the barren wilderness, Yin Shu breathed a sigh of relief. He had a strong premonition that now that he knew the whole story of Wang Yun's case, the truth of what happened 13 years ago was not far away from him. up!

Just as he was thinking, Yin Shu saw thick smoke coming out of those houses, and the large cloud of fog formed a strange shape in the air, which looked gloomy and frightening in the dark night.

Along with the mist, Yin Shu suddenly smelled the smell, which was sweet at first, then rich, and finally spicy and pungent... Yuelinxiang!

The strong man who delivered the things came out of the house, nodded and bowed to Master Li: "Look, sir, the little ones are all done."

Master Li squinted inside: "Okay, then come back in two days and take the things away."

"Hey, good!" The strong man immediately left the courtyard with the others after hearing this.

Yin Shu quickly climbed down from the tree and followed the strong men for a while. One of them seemed to be in a different direction from the others, so he waved goodbye and turned to a fork in the road.

"Wait a moment."

In the darkness, the man was so frightened that he almost screamed, but the next moment he felt someone covering his mouth tightly from behind.

"I have no malice." Yin Shu said in a low voice, "I just asked you a question, and you answered it, this is yours."

As Yin Shu said, he stuffed a small ingot of silver into the man's hand with his other hand.

The man raised his hand to look at Yinzi, then nodded timidly.

Yin Shu: "Where are you going to send your things?"

That person: "Mo... Mobei!"

At Yinshi, the camp was very quiet and pitch black.

No one should have noticed that he ran out, Yin Shu breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the strong dizziness caused by the sprint, he lifted his feet and entered his tent.

"Huh? I thought you just ran away and wouldn't come back!"

As soon as Yin Shu got in, unexpectedly, he almost bumped into the tall and burly Bi Zhan.

Bijan lit the lamp at hand, reflecting his mocking expression.

Yin Shushu responded to the surrounding light, and saw that Ali was sitting not far away, most of his face was hidden in the curly long hair, making it impossible to see his expression for a while.

"Where have you been?" Ali's voice was low, as if trying to suppress some emotion.

Yin Shu stood still, knowing that although the current situation was not good, it was basically certain that since Bi Zhan would ask such a question, he was actually probing.

As long as they don't find out where he is going tonight, Yin Shu still has room to return it.

He looked as usual, went to the side and took a cloak to put on, and sat down beside the brazier in the tent.The firelight projected his handsome features on the wall of the tent, printing a very nice silhouette.

"It's been a cold autumn night. The two of you are really in a good mood. You came here in the middle of the night."

Ali had been waiting for most of the night, and he had no more patience. He suddenly walked up to Yin Shu, and roughly grabbed his arm, "What the hell are you doing!"

Yin Shu stood up, shook off Ali, and said coldly, "Do I have to report to you when I step out of this tent?"

"It's not right to say that, Mr. Yin, you can have your own freedom, and you can go wherever you want." When Bi Zhan spoke, his tone was cold and his attitude was extremely disdainful, "But I think there are some things that you must have with us. an explanation."

Yin Shu glanced at Bi Zhan, then sat back next to the brazier again, with a calm expression, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "But it's okay to say."