Lu Ming

Chapter 12 Corpse
Lu Wenwen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he said, "Are you talking about the blood of the two parties?"

Seeing Cao Chuan nodding, Lu Accountant smiled and said, "Sir, I don't know, there is a stone mountain [-] or [-] miles west of this place, and there are colorful stones in the mountain, um, green, ink, yellow, and red. They are native products, not expensive. Things, someone brought two pieces of blanks along the way last time, I polished them in my spare time, and it was a lot of fun."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong asked tentatively, "Isn't that Mr. Stone useful?"

Cao Chuan nodded: "Sect disciples travel around on weekdays and see all kinds of miscellaneous jade and strange stones, so they always have to collect some. As for the use," Cao Chuan looked at the sky and stopped talking.

Zhou Tong and Lu Accountant looked at each other, laughed, patted the table and said, "Understood, I understand, sir, you don't need to elaborate, it's not difficult, sir, do you want all kinds of stones?"

"The blood stone is good, the color is purer, and the rest of the variegated colors are fine."

Zhou Tong nodded, turned his head and whispered a few words to Chen Huoding, and Chen Huoding went down the mountain in response.

"Sir, wait a moment, when I assign it, a few miscellaneous stones will be delivered to Mr. in a few days."

It didn't take long for Chen Huoding to bring a black and thin man with a simple and honest face. He crossed his hands, and Zhou Tong said directly: "Wutian, I remember you were from Lin Jiawa?"

The man replied politely, "Yes."

"You all know about the quarry in Linjiawa, right? Tell me about it."

The black man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Master, there are seven or eight pits in the stone mountain, all of which are opened by the old wealthy people around. In their spare time, they hire some villagers to quarry stones with rice and salt, and no one goes there when they are busy with farming."

Zhou Tong nodded: "Whose hands are the mined stones?"

"It's all in Lao Cai's hands. If there are merchants who pass by to spend the night, Lao Cai will sell some."

"Is it Lin Lao Cai?"

"Lin Laocai has it, and Xia Laocai from Fangcun also has it."

Zhou Tong asked here, coughed, and said seriously: "Wutian, sir, I need some chicken blood stones here, you can go to the cashier to get the silver, um, get 30 taels, and then take some people down the mountain, don't be brave To bluff people, just exchange it with silver and Lao Cai, remember that the purer the color of the stone, the better, don’t want variegated colors, and send it back when you buy it.”

After listening to this, the man crossed his hands and replied, "Well, Wu Tian is going down the mountain, do you still have any orders from the uncle?"

Zhou Tong said again: "The third child should have returned to the mountain last night, and it hasn't arrived yet, so you can drop by and say hello. If something happens, send someone back to report."

The man responded and went to collect the money with Lu's accountant.

Zhou Tong turned his head and said to Cao Chuan, "This Zhao Wutian has always been prudent in his work. Don't worry, sir, there will be results in a few days."

Cao Chuan cupped his hands: "I have you all."

After a while, the accountant of Lu came back and said that Zhao Wutian had already brought people down the mountain.Cao Chuan pondered for a while, and in his impression, silver seemed to be cheap, only a few dollars per gram. He thought that he still had to ask Li Douzhan. If it was cheaper, he could bring a batch of silver. It is worthless.

It was noon when he was talking, Zhao Si ran over with a big basket, and then quickly set up wine and vegetables for everyone. Cao Chuan was a little puzzled. He vaguely remembered that the ancients ate two meals a day, but it seems that there is no such thing in this Pingfeng Village. This rule, the grade is still very high, and I asked about it when I was confused.

Zhou Tong explained while eating: All the young and strong people in this village are selected from the mountain households to fight. They are raised in the village and are ready to fight with people at any time.

After listening to Cao Chuan, he felt that he was still too dogmatic. Thinking about it too, this group of people was like a group of mountain people supporting them. They were still collecting money everywhere. It shouldn't be difficult to get around.

After lunch, before we could chat a few words, I heard someone shouting below. Looking down the mountain, Cao Chuan had good eyesight. I vaguely saw a lot of people gathered in the small square. Everyone hurried down the mountain. Zhou Tong told Cao as he walked. Chuan, it may be that the third master has returned.

Before reaching the small square, Zhao Si ran over and shouted in front of several people: "The third master has just returned to the mountain, and his brother died."

Zhou Tong's face darkened, and he hurried down the mountain, Cao Chuan could only follow quickly at this time, a group of people went down to the small square on the mountainside, and saw almost four No. 50 people squatting or standing on the ground, one by one Silent, with a gloomy face, each with an iron knife, oh, and some with an axe.

"Looking at this posture, it looks like I'm going to have a movie with someone." Someone couldn't help but get a little excited. This was a real knife, not like he was holding a plastic knife on the set.

He didn't wait for him to be excited for long. When he walked to the entrance of the Juyi Hall, which had no signboard, Cao Chuan's whole body suddenly felt bad: there were two corpses lying on the ground, and he wanted to vomit because of the smell of blood.

Resisting the discomfort in his stomach, he turned his head and followed a group of people into the hall, his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he got used to it, he saw a short, chubby middle-aged man greet him.

Zhou Tong briefly introduced Cao Chuan. As expected, this middle-aged man was Chu Jianli, the third master of Pingfeng Village.

In Cao Chuan's eyes, Chu Jianli really didn't look like a leader: he was not tall, he wore a brown gebu blouse, he had a round face and narrowed eyes.

You can't tell the age either. To be honest, since Cao Chuan saw these ancients, he has never seen his age, and his face is generally old.

Cao Chuan felt uncomfortable in his stomach. Seeing that they were going to have a meeting, he didn't say a word. He simply handed over and sat down casually when he found a chair.

After sitting down and looking around, he finally understood why Zhou Tong and the others usually went to Qingshitai.I don’t know which dynasty or generation this Juyi Hall was built. It has been in disrepair for a long time. The roof is full of cobwebs, the paint on the pillars has fallen off, and the lighting is not good. human face.

But black also has the advantage of being black, at least covering up his current complexion.Although he didn't look in the mirror, he knew that his face would definitely be ugly.

President Zhou turned around and sat on the top seat in the middle. He looked at the seven or eight big and small leaders who were sitting or standing in the lobby at the moment, and then said slowly, "Everyone is here, third child, let's talk."

Chu Jianli slowly began to speak: "The Liu family mule team arrived in the afternoon yesterday, and the brothers were busy loading the goods, and they finished their work in the afternoon. I have to go back to the mountain before I speak, and I don't want to have more than [-] people in Baizhuang crossed the line , I didn't have time to ask questions, and the opposite side drew a knife and rushed over, and there was a melee between two times. We lost two brothers and injured a few."

After listening to Zhou Tong, he asked again, "The night you spent in Hengtang?"

"Yes, it was already dark at that time, and the serious and minor injuries had to be treated. They went up the mountain overnight for fear of an ambush, so the whole group retreated to Hengtang, and returned to the mountain this morning."

"Did you send someone to report last night?"

"Originally sent Ding Wu to report the letter," Chu Jianli shook his head with a wry smile: "I didn't expect to find this guy on the way this morning, fell his foot, and brought it back together."

(End of this chapter)