I saw the man in front of him in blue and white shirt, with jade hanging around his waist, with black hair in a high bun, handsome, and dressed in the standard Lengxiao style nobleman's attire, but the face that was reflected by this attire was not Leng Xiao's face, but a Zhang Pu is ordinary, with a very strange face...
Xun Feng opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Who are you?"
"Who else can it be, Leng Xiao's substitute." Murong Xue opened his mouth slowly. After Leng Xiao came to the carpenter's shop, he used the golden cicada's trick to get rid of the shell, and left here quietly, leaving this double in the carpenter's shop to confuse him instead. who watched him...
It's no wonder that Leng Xiao chooses clothes and jewelry in the silk and satin shop and the jewelry shop, and it takes an hour or two to choose them. Those who dare to choose things in the shops are substitutes, and choosing things is just a cover. When the real master returns, it will be the real business...
Xun Feng: "... How long has he been using this method..."
"How long we've been monitoring him, that's how long he should have been using it." Murong Xue's investigations all recorded that Leng Xiao stayed in the shop for an hour or two...
"... Leng Xiao is really cunning!" She has been lying to them all along.
There was gnashing of teeth in Xun Feng's voice.
Murong Xue didn't sympathize with him at all, and snorted softly: "I've always known that Leng Xiao is cunning!" It was Xun Feng and the others who didn't believe it...
Xun Feng coughed unnaturally, he was not careful because he was deceived by Leng Xiao...
Seeing that Murong Xue was about to despise him again, Xun Feng hastily reached out and grabbed the stand-in by the collar, and threatened viciously: "Tell me, where did Leng Xiao go?"
The substitute's face turned pale with fright, and he trembled: "My lord, spare me, little one... I don't know who Leng Xiao is..."
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"You are wearing Leng Xiao's clothes, Leng Xiao's hairpin on your head, and Leng Xiao's jade pendant on your waist. How dare you say you don't know Leng Xiao?" Xun Feng looked at the stand-in with contempt. Dressed up, obviously not believing his words.
The stand-in was almost crying in fright, and said in a hurry: "It turns out that what the adults are talking about is the young man who changed clothes with the young one. The young one doesn't know that young master..." Under Xun Feng's fierce eyes, the stand-in said Daolai: "I live in the west of the city, and I came here to buy wooden birds. About an hour ago, I entered the shop and was looking at the wooden birds in the corner. The little one said that he had something to do and asked the little one for help... So the little one exchanged clothes with him and pretended to be a cradle in the carpenter's shop, waiting for the nobleman to come back after finishing his work. Change clothes with the little one, and the little one can go home... "
Fearing that Murong Xue, Xun Feng would not believe his words, the stand-in man took out a piece of silver from his sleeve while speaking. The silver was similar to the silver tael commonly used by Qing Yan, and only the word "Cock" was printed on the bottom of the silver to show that it was a silver coin. Shangguo's official bank...
Xun Feng took the silver, looked it over carefully, and said, "It is indeed the official silver of the Kingdom of Saishang, but..." Xun Feng looked at the stand-in man coldly and said, "You are lying!"
"No, no... little one!" The stand-in man hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.
Xun Feng snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the substitute man's wrist, raised his hand high, and said, "Look at your hand, the bones are thick, and there are calluses on the tiger's mouth. It is obviously a hand holding a knife or a sword... "
"I'm wronged, I'm wronged, the little one is a servant, and he does rough work every day, so his hands are rough and have calluses..." The stand-in man explained anxiously, almost crying out of anxiety.
Xun Feng was unmoved, and said coldly: "The calluses made by doing rough work on your hands are completely different from the calluses made by grinding with a knife..." As he said, Xun Feng raised his hand and stretched it out to the stand-in man. In front of him: "Look, the calluses on my hands are made from practicing swords. Is there any difference from the calluses on your hands?"
The back of Xun Feng's hand is a healthy bronze color, and the shape of the hand is not bad, but the hand is a little rough. The calluses on the hand are distributed on the tiger's mouth and fingers. The position, color, and shape are almost exactly the same as the calluses on the double man's hand...
The lie was exposed, the face of the stand-in man changed, and the anxiety in his eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by a thick coldness and ferocity. With a flip of his wrist, he cleverly broke free from Xun Feng's grip, and viciously waved his palm at Xun Feng. hit the past...