The sun is at its zenith and the weather is getting hotter.
Master Yao Guang also changed into casual clothes. The official hat and court dress were really hot to wear. After a short while, they were soaked. Not to mention that he was a fat man, so he was really shirtless, and he was sweating just by sitting.
Fat Buddha brought out another large bowl of steamed buns. He Shiqi was stunned when he saw it: "Wasn't there steamed buns in the morning? Why are there steamed buns now?"
Fat Buddha looked at him with a smile: "Our Nine Gates' funds are a bit tight, so we have steamed buns for three meals a day."
He Shiqi stood there in a daze, dumbfounded: "How come your family is even poorer than mine! My mother even makes me big wontons with wild vegetables? We have fish soup on weekdays, and old hens at the beginning of the month."
"Oh! Then you can be considered a nobleman~~~" Yun Xi grabbed a steamed bun and teased, biting the big white steamed bun with a sour taste. He was so poor that he couldn't even afford candy.
He Shiqi couldn't tell that the other person was teasing him. He even laughed foolishly when he heard the other person calling him a noble young master.
There was a sound of a carriage outside the door. He Shiqi rushed out as soon as he heard the first one: "The master is back—Master—Master—They are so poor—They only eat steamed buns—"
The people who were taking steamed buns in the hall were all frozen, and each of them looked at the steamed buns with tears in their eyes.
Master Guan shook his head and sighed. If Lian Youyou had real ability, it would be fine. If not, these two idiots really brought shame to the Nine Sects.
"Haha. The truth, the truth." Fat Buddha smiled at Yun Xi and Yun Yao, whose faces were already tense.
"Hmph!" Yun Yao snorted.
"Tsk!" Yun Xi did everything.
The brother and sister's expressions are completely synchronized.
Yunxi grabbed two steamed buns and went out of the hall. He knocked gently on the door of their room and said, "Little Lettuce, eat."
The door opened slightly, and Lettuce, who always hid in the room, reached out and took the steamed bun in, but he did not close the door completely. Instead, he stood in the crack and looked at the yard carefully with his closed eyes.
At the door, the carriage stopped and Lian Youyou pulled Wanqing out.
Yun Xi came out quickly and stretched out his hand in front of the carriage.
The pipe lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Sanniang got out of the carriage. She saw Yunxi, glanced at him with contempt, and got off from the other side.
Yunxi awkwardly withdrew his hand, but still greeted her with a smile: "Sanniang, thank you for your hard work."
"Hmph~ It's not hard~ I've been sitting there doing nothing~" Sanniang walked past him lazily and gracefully, pointing her pipe at Lian Youyou who was acting decisively in front of her, "That's a ruthless character, this Tian Zi Order~ was not given to the wrong person~~~~" After Sanniang said this, she glanced at Yun Xi who was slightly surprised, smiled charmingly, and entered the courtyard.
Yunxi was secretly surprised. Sanniang was convinced after just going out with that silly girl? What did that silly girl do to make Sanniang convinced
In the hall, everyone sat upright. Yun Yao, Guan Ye and Fat Buddha sat around a round table, and on both sides of Yao Guang, they were like adults in a court, waiting for the constable to catch the suspect.
When Lian Youyou dragged Wanqing into the house, they were already surprised. Why did they bring in a little girl
Guan Ye turned his head and sat sideways, no longer looking at Lian Youyou. It turned out that he was unreliable. This person was caught by this silly girl. If she caught the wrong person, this silly girl would be responsible. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him or the Nine Gates.
The fat Buddha looked at the girl being dragged by Lian Youyou with a hint of doubt: "Amitabha, it is difficult to draw the bones of a person or a tiger, and you can know a person's face but not his heart."
"Master, you are finally back!" He Shiqi jumped to Lian Youyou's side, and Lian Youyou looked at him with a smile: "Are you behaving well here? Have you caused any trouble for anyone?"
He Shiqi raised his neck, with a look of pride like a good kid: "I'm a good boy, everyone is so nice to me~~"
Guan Ye and Yun Yao, who were sitting in the hall, felt their faces turn red after hearing this.
He Shiqi whispered again: "They are just too poor. They only eat steamed buns for three meals a day." After He Shiqi finished speaking, he showed a sympathetic look like a poor beggar.
Lian Youyou was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Don't worry, I'm here for you in the future. I won't let you only eat steamed buns for three meals a day, hahaha—" Lian Youyou laughed heartily, full of generosity. It was obvious at first glance that she was a rich man who would never have to worry about food and drink from then on.
Wanqing was being dragged by Lian Youyou. From the moment she entered the room, she felt an indescribable discomfort all over her body. This discomfort was indescribable, as if her whole body had touched a cactus, pricking here and there. This place was definitely not a normal place for ordinary people.
Lian Youyou pulled Wanqing into the hall, pushed her down on a bench, and smiled at Master Yao Guang: "Xiao Guang, I've captured the person for you. Do you have a place to hold people here?" Lian Youyou looked around and estimated that there was no place at all.
Yunxi and Sanniang entered together, and Xiaoruoji also poked his head out of the door and secretly looked in the direction of the hall.
Master Yao Guang glanced at the girl and smiled at Lian Youyou: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."
"You think you're doing your job just by capturing someone?" Yun Yao looked at Sanniang with amusement, "Sanniang, are you just going to let her do whatever she wants? Who is this person? You captured her without finding out the truth? What's the big deal?" Yun Yao rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Sanniang leaned lazily against the round table, and Yunxi diligently poured her a cup of tea.
Yun Yao didn't want to look at her brother's servile look.
"Sanniang, you are here to supervise, you should be responsible!" Guan Ye said sternly without even looking at Sanniang. Whoever did it should be held responsible to the end!
“Huh…” Sanniang exhaled a puff of smoke, “Ma Yun disappeared after turning into a butterfly. The butterfly he turned into is a Southern Xinjiang corpse-eating butterfly~~~” Sanniang spoke softly.
Everyone was startled. The coffin master turned around, the fat Buddha sat down, Master Yao Guang opened his eyes, Yun Yao looked surprised, and Yun Xi sat down next to Sanniang: "Southern Xinjiang corpse-eating butterfly? Isn't that the insect of the Gu King?!"
Everyone here knows the Southern Xinjiang Corpse-Eating Butterfly.
When Wanqing heard them mention the Gu King, her expression became frozen.
Sanniang knocked the bench with her pipe, a little ash fell off, and put the pipe back into her red lips: "Well... So, this case is really our ninth door~~~"
Lian Youyou sat next to Wanqing, picked up a steamed bun and placed it in front of her, poured her a glass of water, and smiled at her: "You don't have to say anything now, because we know everything."
Wanqing looked at the steamed buns in front of her, her eyes lowered with a hint of panic: "You, who are you?!"
"Don't panic, don't be afraid." Lian Youyou comforted Wanqing and stroked her back. "You must have your reasons for doing this. Compared to you killing Ma Yun, I want to hear the story behind you."
Wanqing raised her head and stared at the gentle and smiling Lian Youyou beside her. She looked at her not as a criminal, but with a bit of pity, as if no matter how many people she killed, she would stand by her side, gently supporting her to continue standing, facing the darkness in front of her.
"What does that have to do with this girl?" Everyone couldn't contain their curiosity and kept asking Sanniang.
Sanniang glanced lazily at Lian Youyou, who poured herself a glass of cold water and sipped it with a smile. This was already the demeanor of a master, and it was time for her, a follower, to answer. (To be continued)