Cold Jun Ao light words, tone is not severe, but let Chu glass stiff in situ.

She silently looked at the line of sight gradually away from a few people, eyes astringent.

Then emerged a few points, it is difficult to detect the unwilling.

The town at dusk is different from that in the daytime. Everyone rushes home in a hurry. The smoke of every household is curling and full of fireworks.

Especially along the way, looking at the quiet and full of vitality, it was totally different from the desolation of Nanlin when it was hit by the disaster.

But when we get to the end of the town and get out of the town, we feel different.

It can be seen that the people living in this area are not really rich. Several dilapidated small courtyards are crowded together, and the outside is full of debris, so it is very difficult to get in.

Obviously, it was totally different from what Zhao Wanxi had expected.

"Huang Qi, are you sure it's here? Is that right? "

"No, according to the information you heard in the hospital, it's right to be here."

The road is really hard to walk. Kick a piece of rotten wood at your feet, and Huang Qi will go ahead.

Know Zhao Wanxi, this is just a casual murmur, explained a sentence, did not say much.

On the contrary, Leng junao on one side holds the hand of his little woman, with a light tone and unpredictable look.

"The more so, the more camouflage. Huang Qi

"Yes."

As soon as he answered, Huang Qi waved his hand, and several figures not far behind him quickly moved around.

Finally, a few people stopped in front of a yard in the middle.

The yard is not as clean and tidy as the others in front of it. There are sundries everywhere, and there is a sense of depression.

As soon as Zhao Wanxi was standing still, she thought about whether to go in directly. Then she heard the sound of bowls and pans, and a woman began to curse.

Looking at each other, Huang Qi takes the lead in raising his feet.

"Is anyone there, please?"

The curse soon stopped, and a stout woman came out of the dark room with her head down.

Wearing a very ordinary coarse linen clothes and a pair of cloth shoes with an opening at the foot, it was obvious that they didn't fit well.

When she looked up, there was a flash of accident between Zhao Wanxi's frowning brows.

This woman was the one who howled in the funeral procession.

Huang Qi didn't know whether he recognized it or not. He still asked questions politely according to the original plan.

"How dare you ask my sister-in-law, does Huang Sanmao live here?"

The expression on the woman's face was not friendly, especially when she saw Zhao Wanxi's face.

He just lifted his eyelids and hummed strangely.

"It used to be, but it's not now."

Obviously, Huang Qi didn't understand the meaning of this. After a pause, he continued: "now he..."

Smell speech, the woman sneers more and more strange.

"Three miles outside the town, on the left side of the withered forest, if you want to find him, just go. When to go and when to be

"Three miles outside the town..."

It's obvious that he was taken by this woman. Huang Qi really took the address for granted. But after just one turn in his head, he responded.

Eyes suddenly cold.

"You mean, he's dead?"

"I'm dead. What's the matter? Yes? Are you here to ask him for the goods? "

"Goods?"

That's a bit of information.

Huang Qi hears the words, and he just makes plans.

"He promised to provide us with a lot of goods, but the quantity is not small. As a result, he has now received a deposit, but no one. Now that he is gone, please return the silver. "

Smell speech, that stout woman is a Leng at first, then jump foot directly, point to the nose of Huang Qi is a burst of abuse.

"Silver? What silver? I haven't seen your silver! "

Then she began to wipe her face with tears and tears, which made Zhao Wanxi stunned.

"It's all you. If it wasn't for you, how could he have been killed early? My poor husband... "

The tune is undulating, and the listeners are full of goose bumps. This is to start the rhythm of rolling and splashing. The play is quite enough.

Although they are just cheating, but

The broken light at the bottom of her eyes flashed slightly, and Zhao Wanxi spoke leisurely.

"It is said that people die for money and birds die for food. If he is not moved by money and silk, how can he be harmed?"

Such a clear light words, all of a sudden let the woman stop crying.

Suddenly, to Zhao Wanxi's bright face, the woman's muddy eyes shook for a while, but soon became angry again."You fart. How can your little money be worth his life? He was working for the imperial court, Guangzong... "

In the middle of the speech, he suddenly woke up and shut his mouth in fear.

Then looking at Zhao Wanxi's face, she pointed her fingers and yelled.

"It's all your goblins! Relying on his own face, Zhang Hu Mei would be heartless and do some shameless things to seduce men.

I don't have any money. Don't ask me for any silver. If you want it, just go to find the little Juxiang goblin in Zuichun building and give her all the money. Our mother three will lose everything! "

Open mouth a fox spirit, shut up a shameless, as if all the good-looking women in this world do not like her.

Zhao Wanxi is just fine. She can't really hurt her with such an idea.

Leng Jun Ao is not the same. He frowns at the other party's foul language. However, after listening to a few words, it's hard for him to listen to them, and a cold eye sweeps away.

The powerful and fierce momentum suddenly chilled the woman's whole body, and she shut up unconsciously. The next moment, before she could make a difference, she fell to the ground.

Huang Qi, who took back his hand, was calm. He glanced at the woman on the ground. He looked down and picked up a sachet that had fallen from her.

At a glance, he looked a little unnatural.

Zhao Wanxi noticed something strange, raised her hand and took it. She caught a glimpse of the pattern embroidered on it, and understood why Huang Qi had such a strange reaction.

Bold and unrestrained, it is a private object in the boudoir. And to this extent, it is estimated that they are not ordinary private things.

It's so different from the strong woman lying on the ground.

Xiumei picks it with great interest. Zhao Wanxi puts the sachet under her nose and sniffs it. She doesn't know how to taste it, so she quickly takes it away.

Look at me.

"The incense here is not serious."

With that, he rubbed and pointed to the embroidery on the sachet, full of excitement.

"She just said, what building?"

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