Tang Dynasty detective

Chapter 479 The Story of the Storyteller
Behind the inn, there is a bamboo forest, and behind the bamboo forest is a low and dilapidated house.

The two followed the cries, and soon came to a courtyard.

The walls of this courtyard are mottled, and even collapsed in many places.

There is a furnace cauldron in the courtyard, which is filled with incense ash. The back door of the furnace cauldron is a brick hall with a plaque hanging on the door: Ancestral Temple.

When the two entered the courtyard, they found a petite and thin girl kneeling on the ground, wiping a stone desperately.

The stone was dark red, as if it was stained with blood, the girl wiped the blood on the stone desperately, her small palms were scratched, but she didn't realize it, she continued to rub the stone vigorously.

Seeing this, Di Qing immediately walked over. She squatted beside the stone, held the little girl's hand in her hand, and asked with concern: "Little sister, why are you rubbing stones here alone? Where are your parents?"

The little girl was only eight or nine years old. Her immature face was full of horror, and her eyes were even more empty. She stared blankly at Di Qing, then hurriedly pulled her hand out, and continued to wipe the stone desperately.

"Little sister, elder sister is not a bad person, tell elder sister, what happened?" Di Qing looked at the girl's appearance, her nose sore, and her heart ached suddenly.

The girl stared blankly at Di Qing, and after a while, she suddenly burst into tears: "Blood... blood... a lot of blood!"

"Father, mother, where are you? I can't even wipe off my brother's blood on the stone, whoever will help me, who will help me... woo woo~."

"Little sister, tell elder sister, what's going on?" Di Qing carefully held the girl's hand in her hand, tore off a corner of her clothes, helped her bandage the wound, and asked worriedly.

The girl didn't speak, but curled her neck, looked at the dark red stone, and cried loudly.

Li Canghai pushed the wooden wheelchair, came to the side of the stone, stretched out his fingers to wipe the stone, and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

"This is... blood?" Li Canghai's expression became serious in an instant.

Although the blood had penetrated the surface of the stone, after being washed by the rain, it still exuded a faint blood.

He looked at the girl with trembling shoulders and a terrified face, and his brows frowned suddenly.

"Little sister, don't be afraid. If you have anything to do, just tell your brothers and sisters, and your brothers and sisters will make decisions for you." Li Canghai comforted softly.

The girl folded her arms around her chest, as if she was quite frightened. She stared at the blood stone and kept crying, "Blood... a lot of blood. My brother's blood... I, I can't wipe it clean... woo woo woo. "

Seeing this, Li Canghai winked at Di Qing, Di Qing gently hugged the girl, and said softly, "Little sister, go with sister, sister will protect you."

The girl rubbed her crying red eyes, looked at Di Qing, and nodded after a long time.

Di Qing hugged the girl and comforted her for a while before taking her back to the inn.

When he came to the inn, Li Canghai hurriedly asked the shopkeeper to boil some hot water, prepare clean clothes for the girl to change into, and asked the shopkeeper to cook some ginger soup and make some delicious dishes.

Di Qing took the girl to the room to wash up.

The shopkeeper made ginger soup and brought it up.

"Shopkeeper, this girl was found in the ancestral temple not far from the inn, do you recognize her?" Li Canghai asked.

The shopkeeper sighed, looked around, and said: "Guest officer, listen to me, don't meddle in your own business!"

Li Canghai frowned suddenly, and before he could speak, Conan asked, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Don't say it, don't say it!" The shopkeeper sighed again and again, shook his head, picked up the tray and walked away.

Li Canghai turned the wooden wheelchair around, stopped the shopkeeper lightly, and said indifferently: "Shopkeeper, if you don't make it clear, you will never leave."

The shopkeeper couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he looked at Li Canghai, and sighed: "Guest officer, after listening to the old man, knowing about this matter is of no benefit to you, it's better not to know!"

"Coincidentally, I am a very curious person. The more you don't tell me, the more I want to know. Today, you have to say what you say, and you have to say what you don't say. You have to think clearly." Li Cang Hai snapped his fingers, and several guards came over immediately and surrounded the store.

The store owner was also a well-informed person, seeing that Li Canghai could easily command several strong men, he immediately understood that the other party had extraordinary backgrounds, and he was not something he could provoke.

"Excuse me, guest officer. I'm just a businessman. I'm busy every day. How can I have time to care about others? I have heard a little about the little girl. How about this? We have a storyteller here. I know more about this matter, if the guest officer wants to know, I can go find him and tell a few guest officers." The storekeeper smiled apologetically.

"Then hurry up!" Facao came over, pointed at the shopkeeper and shouted: "These guest officials are not ordinary people, if you neglect a bit, you will never want to open this inn again."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper nodded quickly, and immediately ordered the staff to go find the storyteller.

After half a stick of incense, a middle-aged scribe who had passed his thirties walked in with difficulty, leaning on a cane.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over and said: "Old Cao, come and meet some guest officials. These guest officials want to know about Lin Wei. You are eloquent and very familiar with this matter. Let you explain it." Bar!"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Li Canghai and the others, then limped to the table and sat down without changing his face.

"Cao Zhengfeng, I have met some guest officials." The middle-aged scribe bowed slightly and said.

"Mr. Cao, what are you...?" Li Canghai was a little puzzled when he saw that he was unable to move and had obvious new injuries on his face.

Cao Zhengfeng said disapprovingly: "It's okay, it's just that I was crippled by the evil slave."

Everyone was a little surprised that someone had broken his leg, yet he could still be so indifferent. This Cao Zhengfeng was poor, but he was upright, and he looked like a hero.

After a pause, Li Canghai said, "Mr. Cao, just now I found a little girl in the ancestral temple. She was desperately wiping a blood-stained stone in the rain. I don't know what's going on?"

When Cao Zhengfeng heard the words, anger suddenly rose on his face. He clenched his fists tightly, punched the table in resentment, and said angrily, "The heavens are not fair! The heavens are not fair!"

Li Canghai frowned suddenly, based on his intuition, something must have happened here.

"Mr. Cao, what's going on here? I'm not familiar with this place when I first came here, so I hope Mr. Cao can give me some advice." Li Canghai clasped his fists and said.

Cao Zhengfeng sighed, and shouted: "It's wronged! This is really a big wronged!"

"Mr. Cao, why are you wronged? Just say it, maybe I can help you." Li Canghai said.

When Cao Zhengfeng heard the words, his expression was sad, and he said in grief and indignation: "The wronged person is not the one below, but someone else!"

After a pause, he said: "The guest officials are newcomers and don't know anything about this town. Not long ago, a tragic event happened in this town! Speaking of this, I have to start from a local The big family said it."

(End of this chapter)