When Kuang Jinxin followed the master out of the rockery secret road, the Cheng family compound became foggy.
The fog made the old house feel cold, and with the plain white mourning cloth, it was even more overcast.
Kuang Jinxin was carrying a big boxy box on his back, just like a Saint Seiya carrying a holy robe, he followed his master through the rockery and headed to the courtyard wall, ready to slip away unwittingly.
They've got it.
The box is full of antique calligraphy and paintings. Although Kuang Jinxin didn't study this in depth, Master kept a room full of silver dollars and did not take any jewelry. If he only wanted this box of things, he would understand who is the most valuable.
But there is something strange.
His master, coming to Cheng's house, is as familiar as returning to his own home. Without taking the wrong road, he went straight into the secret passage and touched the "wealth center" of others. And as soon as he entered, he didn't rummage. He locked the box at a glance, let him carry it and left, without any nostalgia.
The purpose is too clear, the line is too clear.
"Who's there?" A question suddenly came from the bushes next to him.
Kuang Jinxin was so frightened that he instinctively froze under his feet, and he felt a "swoosh" in front of him—the master had already hit the wall.
Kuang Jinxin didn't have time to wipe off his sweat, so he rushed to the wall at the fastest speed, trying to use the momentum to kick the wall with one foot, and use his body to get up...
As soon as Qian Ai rushed out, he saw a boy with a big box on his back, crawling up the wall with his hands and feet. The climb was slow and difficult. It seemed that he wanted to go over and help him lift it.
He was skeptical of life because of the smell of thatched huts, so he found this place where birds and flowers are fragrant, ready to be in the embrace of nature for a convenience, but he heard strange footsteps as soon as he got into the bushes.
The idiot also understood the scene in front of him: "Where did the thief run away—"
After shouting out a half-literal sentence, Qian Ai immediately felt as if he was dreaming of returning to Kaifeng Mansion. In an instant, the dynasty was possessed by Mahan, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were next to him, and a tiger sprinted over, killing the thief without saying a word. One leg!
Kuang Jinxin was already lying on the wall, and as soon as he was about to succeed, he felt a pain in his ankle.
He lowered his head, had a dark face, and his eyes were piercing, like a little tiger.
Sorry.
Kuang Jinxin said silently in his heart, then avoided his eyes and stomped his foot on the other's cheek!
Qian Ai originally expected the thief to kick his legs back, but he never expected the soles of his shoes to come over. , I can't even think about it, I shouted directly: "I'm going, you really kicked—"
Kuang Jinxin was stunned in this "I'm going".
Looking at the face below, a familiar feeling came over him.
"Brother Qian?" Because of uncertainty, Kuang Jinxin murmured very lightly, and as soon as he exited, the master who was already outside the wall pulled him down.
So these two words were mixed with the noise of his landing, and in Qian Ai's ears, he was more fascinated than the fog in the courtyard.
Conviction
How much money
Money... bro
In this world, anyone who can call him Brother Qian, except for Xiao Shuang, does not want to be the second person. But... not so coincidental! And even if it was a small situation, how could he recognize him as Qian Ai at a glance? "I'm going" is not his exclusive use, the captain, the military division, and Xiaoxue may all shout.
Qian Ai looked up at the wall, suddenly had the urge to jump up, and asked outside to clarify.
But the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther outside the wall clearly told him that there was more than one thief, and they had already run away.
"Well, what are you doing here!" A middle-aged man scolded and came over. "There are only a few people in the Ling Peng, and it is odd. If the rules are broken and something happens, you can afford it."
Qian Ai lowered his eyebrows and smiled, not because he had a good temper, but after he woke up, he listened to this person 80% of the time and was immune.
This person is a tea house invited by the Cheng family, that is, it specializes in helping people prepare weddings and weddings. He understands all the links and rules, from dressing up, mortuary, burial, receiving three, to burning seven, condolences, funerals, a series of Appropriateness is controlled by him.
On the way back to the Ling Peng, the tea room kept chattering, and when Qian Ai heard it, he was complaining, and he finally understood the reason why the tea room suddenly became angry—someone came to the door to express condolences.
"I've never seen such a person who doesn't understand the rules. How can anyone come to express their condolences without being buried. Besides, it's time for the filial sons to rest. Who will 'accompany the sacrifice'? Who will 'thank filial piety'..."
Qian Ai had only half-understood what he heard, but he was right to nod his head anyway.
While talking, the two returned to the shed, and saw a young man standing in front of the shed, staring at the portrait of Mrs. Cheng.
The young man was dressed in a Western-style suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Hearing footsteps, he turned his head to look at him, first nudged his glasses, and then nodded apologetically to the tea room, clearly realizing his rudeness.
The tea room changed from the frowning and frowning when he complained to Qian Ai just now, and now he has a polite face. It doesn't matter whether it is in compliance with the rules or not, since the person came, he will take this person to finish the condolence process.
After the condolences are over, the tea room has not yet said the words to see off the guests, but the young man said first: "Can you take a step to speak?"
The tea house was stunned, puzzled, but followed him to the side.
Qian Ai stood there, unable to hear the conversation between the two, but his eyes never left the young man.
For some reason, he always felt that the other party just pushed the glasses, very elegant, wise, calm, uh, pretending. And it's not an ordinary act of force, but a kind of force with a faint temperament. This kind of feel is really itchy and familiar...
"Pillar..." The servant next to him suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
Qian Ai's rare inspirational thoughts were interrupted, and he looked at him unhappily: "What?"
The man's face was pale, and he looked at a certain direction behind him with fear in his eyes: "Look over there... is it... old lady... float again...?!"
The last two words were so frightened that they didn't seem to be moving.
Qian Ai's neck froze, and she immediately turned her head to look in the direction the man pointed.
Then, his hair cooled down to the soles of his feet.
In the depths of the fog, Yingyingchuochuo was floating alone, occasionally drifting to a place where the fog was lighter, and the dead face appeared in the moonlight.
Qian Ai looked at the "people" floating in the distance, then looked back at the portrait in the mourning shed, then looked at the "people", and then looked at the "dead portrait"... But it was Cheng Cheng who should be lying on the happy bed in the mourning hall. Grandpa!
"It's a corpse--" The other servants of the shed, who do not know who made such a roar, in the silent Cheng family compound, it was like a two-kick + sky monkey + flashing thunder. + Magic bullet.
It was the young man who reacted first. He ignored the tea room and rushed over with a single stride, heading straight for the "dead man" floating in the depths of the mist!
Qian Ai didn't know what to think, but when his head became hot, he followed!
The young man ran in front, he was chasing behind, and Mrs. Cheng, as if he knew someone was chasing him, floated faster and faster, and finally floated over the courtyard wall!
The young man crawled up the wall without saying a word!
Qian Ai is too familiar with this place. He was kicked not long ago. At that time, he didn't have a chance to confirm his eyes, leaving only the soles of half of his face. This time, he couldn't miss the opportunity again—
"Someone used a squad meeting on you. If you don't understand, forget it and I will continue to climb you..."
After a series of murmurs, the people who had already sat on the wall were stunned.
Wu Sheng just focused on talking to the tea room, and didn't pay attention to the servants around him. It was really too dark for his teammate's soul to wear. In such a night, he was just like the man in black in Conan, with complete facial features. dissolves in the dark.
But at this moment, he already knew it, and his voice was full of sincere joy: "Old money!"
"Wu Sheng?" Compared with the certainty of his military advisor, Qian Ai was a little hesitant.
"Besides me, who else would chase an old man who cheated a corpse." Wu Sheng sighed, the current development really caught him off guard, but the time was urgent, "Come up quickly, he's going east, let's chase it together!"
Qian Ai didn't hesitate at all, and immediately went over the wall with Wu Sheng and chased into the alley.
During the chase, Qian Ai realized Wu Sheng's mission - to find the missing Du Jinnian.
As for why they chased after the Cheng family, because the client Xue Qingshan said that the last place Du Jinnian visited before disappearing was the Cheng family.
Du and Cheng are long-time friends. Du Jinnian often visits Cheng's house. Xue Qingshan and Cheng's family don't have much contact, but they also have a good impression of their friends. Unexpectedly, Du Jinnian was at Cheng's house and disappeared. Of course, when Xue Qingshan went to the Cheng family, the old man was terminally ill at that time, and the young Cheng Xiaonan received him. He said it was true that Du Jinnian was there that day, but he left after drinking a cup of tea.
Only then did Wu Sheng come to Cheng's house to investigate the situation.
After listening to this, Qian Ai was already out of breath, but there was a question that he had to ask: "How can you be sure that this servant is me at a glance? It could also be the captain, Xiao Kuang, Xiao Xue? "
As Wu Sheng ran, he quickly glanced at his teammates' sackcloth shirts, torn shoes, and the face full of "life is not easy"...
"Cough, it's just intuition, it's very subtle, it's not easy to describe..."
…
A hidden back alley.
The dark moon and the wind kill the night, and the thin fog can't cover the bloody smell.
Hai Yunlong kicked a man in front of Ying Jiu. The man was tied up with all kinds of tricks. He was tortured and tortured to the point that he had barely any flesh left. He had only half a breath left, and rolled on the ground like a blood gourd.
"Ninth Master, man, I'll pay you back. It's a bit heavy to start, but my life is still there." Hai Yunlong smiled and rubbed the blood on the sole of his shoes on the ground, as if kicking the man's foot, he was dirty. shoes.
The brothers from the Fushouhui who stood behind Ying Jiu immediately stepped forward when they saw this, blue veins popped out, wishing they could rush up to fight.
The Haigang gang members behind Hai Yunlong immediately followed suit and refused to give in half a step.
The atmosphere between the two sides was tense for a while.
Until Ying Jiu said lightly, "Thank you, Young Master."
Following his words, the people on the ground were immediately put on the stretcher brought by the brothers of the Fushou Society, carried away directly by the two, and sent back to the gang for treatment, while the remaining brothers remained in place.
Hai Yunlong tilted his head and looked at Ying Jiu for a while, twitching the corners of his mouth, but not smiling: "His life is still there, my brother's life—" He suddenly spread his hands, his tone was like a joke, "No."
Ying Jiu turned around and gave him a wink.
Chi Yingxue, with her hands tied behind her back, was pushed out.
Ying Jiu touched his cuffs and said calmly, "One life is worth one life, we will always abide by the rules."
Hai Yunlong looked at Chi Yingxue and then at Ying Jiuye, stunned for half a second.
The Haigang brothers behind him were stunned for several seconds.
The clothes of these two people are like twins, what is the number of ways
If one of Yishui's robes and jackets hadn't been tied upside down, he would have thought Liang Yingjiu was standing there.
Did Tianjin Weixin add new rules? Before the red sign goes on the road, do you have to dress according to the standard of the big guys in the gang
Brother Haibang was thinking about it in a mess, Hai Yunlong had already regained his senses, and pretended to be polite: "I know that Jiu Ye is particular about people."
After all, he raised his hand and waved it gently.
Two people came up immediately behind them, and when they set up Chi Yingxue, they were about to drag them to the sea gang.
At the moment of being erected, Chi Yingxue suddenly broke free from the rope, slipped out of the restraint of the left and right brothers like a snake, and jumped towards Hai Yunlong!
Hai Yunlong didn't expect this change at all, and he didn't even react to touch the gun on his waist, and was restrained by Chi Yingxue's arm!
On the contrary, Chi Yingxue helped him get the gun out, and the muzzle of the gun directly touched his temple. Chi Yingxue's eyes swept across the audience coldly: "The Hai Gang and Fushouhui are included, whoever dares to take a step forward, I It broke him."
His eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder, like a thin blade that could cut someone's throat at any time in the dark night.
"Go back for me!" Hai Yunlong shouted to his brothers, his voice was broken, how could he still have the prestige just now.
The Hai Gang brothers naturally did not dare to joke about the life of the young gang leader.
But the brothers of Fushouhui, the position is very subtle.
Hai Yunlong glanced in Ying Jiu's direction nervously.
Fushouhui and Haibang have always been at odds, but they have never made a big fight on the face. In theory, he thinks that Fushouhui should not dare to act rashly. After all, he still has a father on top of him, and he really moved him. Help come over to seek revenge, and Fushouhui will not end well.
But what if the nine heads are hot? This is the wily master Ying Jiu, who knows what he is thinking about.
"Let him go." Ying Jiu finally spoke, with four words, Hai Yunlong wanted to cry.
Chi Yingxue tightened her arms: "You let me, I will let him."
Ying Jiu nodded without any hesitation: "Okay."
Chi Yingxue smiled, lightly, with a little contempt and a little disdain, as if to say, I didn't let you go, I earned it myself.
Ying Jiu remained calm and just looked at him quietly.
Chi Yingxue held Hai Yunlong and retreated in the direction of the Haibang brothers. The Haibang brothers behind him immediately flashed a path.
Hai Yunlong staggered on the soles of his feet, breathing became more and more difficult, and he kept begging: "Brother, don't let me die, you won't be able to get out if I die..."
Before he could finish his words, a strange noise suddenly came from the wall. In the next second, a person "thumped" and fell into the alley, right in the middle of Haibang and Fushouhui, and in front of Chi Yingxue and Hai Yunlong. The human hand was still on Hai Yunlong's feet.
Take a closer look, this is a living person, clearly wearing a shroud!
If it wasn't for Chi Yingxue's restraint and the muzzle of the gun against him, Hai Yunlong would have jumped up.
The air suddenly solidified, and all the brothers in the alley, regardless of gang, stared blankly at the corpse of the old man in the shroud on the ground, a little dazed.
They have seen a lot of corpses, no matter how bloody they are, but suddenly such an old man fell from the sky, and it was still in the dark wind and foggy sky this month, it was a special horror.
Chi Yingxue was the first to react, and while everyone was still in shock, he pushed Hai Yunlong and ran over the wall!
Hai Yunlong just happened to be pushed onto the old man, and he got up after climbing for a long time. His legs were weak, and he became angry. He ordered all the brothers: "Chase!"
A group of people immediately jumped over the wall, who cares about the corpse that can't be hit by eight poles.
…
Chi Yingxue didn't leave after climbing over the wall, so she hid on the roof of a shop next to her, and watched Hai Yunlong and a group of brothers run away comfortably, blowing a whistle that only he could hear, and dropped out of the room neatly.
Who knows, a group of lucky people are waiting behind the house.
As soon as Chi Yingxue landed, she knew it was going to be bad, she turned around, and sure enough, Ying Jiuye stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely, and the brother of Fushouhui behind him carried the old man's body.
"I don't know him." Chi Yingxue declared first.
"..." Ying Jiuye sighed softly. For the first time, he felt that his patience was not enough. "He is the old lady of the Cheng family. He passed away two days ago."
Chi Yingxue: "Oh."
Master Ying: "..."
I don’t know if I can’t stand the torture of my eldest brother, and the brothers of the Fushouhui slapped the table one after another—
"Ninth Master, what nonsense are you talking to him, and you don't recognize him after drawing a red lottery ticket, there is no such coward in our Fushou Club!"
"That's right, Jiuye, as long as you say a word, the brothers will throw him in Haihe!"
"Take off that dress before throwing it away, how can I look awkward!"
Ying Jiuye raised his hand.
The brothers shut up for a moment.
Chi Yingxue tilted her head and looked at Ying Jiu's hand curiously. He had seen it twice, and he had every reason to suspect that the other party had a "mute button" on his hand.
"Why hold Hai Yunlong hostage?" Ying Jiuye suddenly asked.
Chi Yingxue was half a beat before she realized that the other party was talking to her.
"I can't die."
"No?" Ying Jiuye raised his eyebrows slightly, usually saying "I don't want to".
"I can't turn in the papers when I die."
"carry out an assignment?"
Chi Yingxue was impatient with the way of chatting "always repeating his last words", and unilaterally decided that the two of them were not suitable for dialogue and communication.
Ying Jiuye also found out that it was a dead end to chat along the lines of the other party's words, and he directly went back to the beginning of the words: "You were closer to me at that time, why did you go away and hijack Hai Yunlong?"
Chi Yingxue shrugged: "I don't want to pay for my life, you're wrong, I kidnap him, he's a face, he doesn't care about you, don't spread it around, this thing will be confused. If I kidnap you, you It's just a loss and a face, he can spread the word for you all over the world..."
Speaking of this in one breath, Chi Yingxue suddenly froze for a moment, and her voice stopped, as if she just realized what she said.
Ying Jiuye didn't pay attention to his abnormality, but it was rare to show his approval: "You kid, follow me in the future."
Chi Yingxue didn't hear Ying Jiu's words, he couldn't hear any sound now, except his own heartbeat.
Is it really you who gave the answer so fluently just now? Such a clear thinking, such a precise vision, such a decisive action force, obviously... more like the king of hell.
He is the person who hates thinking about things the most, because once his mind is clear, many things he doesn't want to recall will follow, so he can always be lazy when he can be lazy, and be chaotic when he can be chaotic.
Slowly raising her hand and touching her heart, Chi Yingxue suddenly realized something in her regular beating.
The joke he made with Chi Zhuolin may be true - King Yama didn't leave, he just changed his way and stayed with him.
"Hey, Jiuye has given you a face, don't give your face shame!" Someone next to him reached out and pushed him.
Chi Yingxue came back to her senses: "Huh?"
Ying Jiuye looked up at the foggy night sky, exhaled lightly, and then looked at Chi Yingxue again: "I said, follow me in the future, don't be a cat five."
The turning point of his career came too fast, and Chi Yingxue couldn't keep up: "What is it?"
Ying Jiuye: "Five masters."
Chi Yingxue: "You are the ninth master and I am the fifth master, so I won't run ahead of you?"
Ying Jiuye: "Little - Fifth Master."
Chi Yingxue: "This is good, it looks young."
Master Ying: "..."
Fushouhui Brothers: "..."
- Cat Wu, the bottom gangster of Fushouhui, was promoted, on a starless night.
"Ninth Master," the brother who carried the corpse asked, "what should I do now?"
Ying Jiuye and Mrs. Cheng met face to face. Now that they recognized the body, he pondered for a moment and said, "Go to Cheng's house."
…
On the avenues outside the two alleys, Wu Sheng and Qian Ai, who had lost "Old Master Cheng", ran into a team of monks. As soon as I asked, I went to Cheng's house to do things for tomorrow's follow-up.