The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 297

In the popular small restaurant, the smell of alcohol, meat, smoke, and human beings mixed into a special smell permeates the whole store.

However, the dreary atmosphere on one of the tables did not match the lively atmosphere around it.

The sleeping hall of the Beichen Pavilion was destroyed, and everyone who might be related to Mu Qianxue's disappearance that night apologized with death, and they couldn't even recognize their own master, so what's the use of keeping them?
Then, they found out that on that day, there were actually four families attending the funeral. At the same time, they went out from the four gates of Wufang City and disappeared in different directions.

People were sent in pursuit from all four directions, but in the end they caught up with four strangers who had just died.

The clues were interrupted, and they still sent a lot of spies to the four countries as if they were dead horse doctors.

When there were rumors about the appearance of a goddess, people from all walks of life were ready to move, and even the officials of the Four Kingdoms started to move, how could Mo Li be still waiting for the news in Wufang City?

It has been more than half a month since they came out, and all kinds of unreliable news have emerged one after another, and people everywhere claim to have seen the goddess.

There are good news and bad news.Some people say that he was blessed by the Goddess, and he was cured of the chronic diseases he had been ill for many years.Some people say that the child of the Goddess has already been born, the child has been adopted, and the Goddess herself has returned to heaven.

There is also a very courageous person who released the news that the goddess is in his hands, and if he wants it, he can exchange it with gold and silver treasures!
Of course, after the person who released the news was proven to be nothing more than his lies, his fate would naturally be extremely miserable.

Until a few days ago, there were many deaths of people in the world and court officials one after another, but when the murderer could not be found, people began to panic, and it was rumored that the goddess was angry...

They rushed over immediately without stopping.

However, in this vast sea of ​​people, Mu Qianxue deliberately hid her whereabouts, so how could it be so easy to find?
A few days of sleepless nights may still be able to resist, but if he refuses to eat, he must drink in a restaurant, even if he is beaten by iron, he can't bear it...

"Master, why don't you eat something, how about just drinking?" Huo Yun's voice was low and hoarse.

In the past few days, he was so anxious that he got angry.
The inside of his mouth was filled with blisters that were popping out one after another, and it hurt to move his mouth, but he couldn't help but not speak, and if he didn't speak, no one would dare to speak.

Mo Li turned a deaf ear to Huo Yun's words, and continued to drink one cup after another, trying to use wine to numb the suffering and pain in his heart.

But what to do?

The more he drank, the more sober he became.

Just as Huo Yun was about to persuade him again, a loud voice came in from outside the door, that voice almost overwhelmed the roar of people in the entire shop.

"If you don't have the skills, stay at home. The wife and children are so hot!" The man who spoke was a tall and burly man, the clothes on his chest were ripped open, revealing a black patch of chest Mao, he slapped a long knife on the table vigorously, "I still have to run out to take a dip in this muddy water, isn't this courting death?"

His companion immediately echoed, "Who says it's not, but if they insist on courting their own death, no one else can stop them, right?"

A group of four people just found a table to sit down, and immediately some good people squeezed over to inquire, "Why, where are the dead people?"

(End of this chapter)