The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 981 The Mountain God Is Up 9
"Cheng Dong's family, the file is here, I'll wait outside the door, please take a closer look."

Lin Zhubo took the door and left. For a while, only Xihe and Fulu were left in the quiet study room. The two picked up the file and studied it from top to bottom. Before Lin Zhubo told Xihe that the antlers were from a condemned prisoner at the inn got by chance.

The prisoner killed someone and was executed not long ago. It was impossible to inquire in person, so Xihe asked if he could check the file.

The afternoon sun shines in from the window, fine dust floats in the air, the case of the death row criminal is not complicated, it is just a scumbag who accepts the order to assassinate the county magistrate. Day was asked to beheaded.

Xihe frowned, so the clue was broken like this?
She looked back, and the content behind it was even more lacking. She only said how this person was so vicious that he dared to assassinate the imperial court official, and the rest was gone.

She had no choice but to put down the file, and was about to tell Fu Lu to go back, when she turned her head, she saw the old man holding the file with an obscure expression on his face. She looked at the file, then at Fu Lu, wondering: "What's wrong? Do you know this man?" people?"

Fu Lu put down the dossier, stood up gracefully, and put the dossier into the file bag: "Fate of one side."

Upon hearing this, Xihe hurriedly asked, but Fu Lu stopped talking. He turned around and walked to the door to open it. Lin Zhubo's voice of inquiry soon came from outside the door.

On the way back to Yujiao Pavilion, Xihe kept trying to inquire, but Fulu didn't say a word.

Xihe: "..."

The next day, a group of people bid farewell to the shopkeeper and left Wushuang City.

The road was bumpy and uneven, so Xihe directly asked Fulu where should he go next?Unexpectedly, this person remained silent, and then said that he wanted to get out of the car to use the toilet, but he never returned.

Looking at the hot sun above his head, Xihe choked speechlessly. This guy couldn't help but run away if he had a chance.

She motioned for everyone to scatter and search for people.

The breeze was blowing, bringing bursts of sweltering heat. Xihe walked aimlessly. She didn't know where Fulu was, so she followed her feeling. As she walked, she found it between Yunguijing and Baiyunjing. The unconscious Voldelu.

Xihe: ...Professional touch porcelain.

She carried the man on her back, put him in a shade, and began to draw out the knife.

The smell of blood spread from the tip of his nose, and the smell became stronger and stronger. Fu Lu couldn't bear the stimulation and woke up.

With crooked smiling eyes, fluttering red lips, and the sun shining behind him, Fu Lu instantly knew that he had fallen into this woman's hands again, and his heart was ashamed: "Cheng Dong's family really knows everything."

Xihe:? ?To be reasonable, it's obviously you lying on the side of the road, okay?
But seeing the old guy dying and dying, Xi He endured it, and she smiled and inserted the knife: "Can't get out of Yungui?"

Fu Lu raised his eyelids, glanced at her lightly, and then slowly closed them.

Xihe sent a signal to the sky, bent down to help him stand up, and leaned on himself: "Fu Lu, you just accept your fate, we are destined to be bound together, you have fled countless times, and you will return to me in the end. "

Fu Lu turned a deaf ear, but could not help but slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

As she said, he really couldn't get out of Yungui.

Even if a piece of antler has been recovered.

The broken antlers contained divine power, but they couldn't be used at all. He still needed her to hang her life with blood all the time to find the remaining antlers.

Looking at the winding road ahead, Fu Lu only felt that his life was bumpy, and he was never in control.

The two of them had just walked halfway when a coachman came staggeringly in his carriage. After picking them up, he immediately drove towards the southwest, and after a short while, he came out of the cloud and returned to the land. People are very weak.

Xihe was startled, and quickly fed him a bowl of blood water, and Fu Lu's pale face softened a little.

Xihe frowned: "There will be a coachman watching the road ahead, so don't use your divine power all the time."

With such a knife every day, she was really afraid that one day she would lose blood and die. Fu Lu lowered his eyes and nodded slowly... Passing by a village, Xihe wanted to spend the night in the village, and the village chief received them.

Xihe looked around and saw all the villagers with bitter faces.

Ah Lu was frightened in an instant, everyone was skinny, if they didn't still have breath, they would have thought it was a mummy.

"Guest, please take a good rest, if you need something, I will be right outside the door."

The village chief nodded and left.

The coachman was extremely vigilant: "The head of the house, be careful of fraud!"

During the disaster years, people's hearts were chaotic, and the villagers in this village were so hungry that their eyes would glow green when they saw them. Although they looked simple and kind, who knew that these people were trying to dissuade them from their vigilance, and then smashed them with a net?

Everyone fell asleep at night, and a sneak attack came, or drugs were put in the food, and they were literally beaten.

Xihe slept on the bed as a matter of course, and only waved her hand to show that she knew.

At night, the small village was very quiet. Occasionally, there was a miserable cry of a crow. The coachman was shocked instantly, frightened and cowardly, and stared at the window with his eyes open all night. The next day, the dark circles under his eyes became huge.

Ah Lu was surprised: "Uncle Zhang, you are..."

The coachman scratched his head, embarrassed to say that he hadn't slept all night.

Xihe got up to wash up, and the village head called them to eat. On the table, the rice soup was thin, and only the bowls of Xihe and Fulu were full. measures.

Fu Lu distributed the food to the children, and Xi He followed suit.

Everyone at the table, except Xihe's master and servant, ate very cherished, and a few children even filled the bowls very clean.

Because they were passing by, a group of people planned to leave after eating. However, when they turned their heads and looked at the miserable faces of the villagers, they felt ashamed again. They were not what the driver imagined. Get up and beg for money or share to fill your stomach.

They were all kind and honest people, and even Xihe's food was borrowed by the village chief from door to door.

Xihe sighed: "Stop."

The carriage wobbled to a stop, Xihe took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to the driver: "Let them go to Cheng's store to ask for food, and by the way, ask the people in the store to serve more porridge."

The coachman left, Xihe leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and rested.

"Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor, you are so kind, Lord Mountain God will bless you."

A sound of blessing came from behind, and Xihe raised her eyes subconsciously, and saw Fu Lu staring at him, the cup in his hand was slowly tilted, and the water flowed on the cushion... Xihe opened the curtain and looked back.

The small village is located among the clouds and mist, the houses are small and dilapidated, and the villagers are full of sorrow.

They knelt down, with hot tears in their eyes, and kowtowed to their benefactors, their gratitude was beyond words.

　I can't do it anymore...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)