Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 85 Mung bean cake (1)

"Do you think this Huaishan county king's family is crazy?" Liu Yuan murmured, "How will his family explain it later? Was this incident tonight lied and deceitful? The Huaishan county king, the emperor Don't they want to be relatives?"

  Bai Zhu curled up and said in a low voice: "So, there is only one thing to prove!"

  He slightly raised his head, glanced at the black-clothed dead soldiers who appeared at the entrance of the alley, and provoked a storm of arrows to snipe.

  Bai Zhu hid behind the bumpy car, and said: "If the secrets hidden by the Huaishan County King's family are really revealed, it may not be as simple as being a county king and being demoted to a commoner."

  The more hysterical and let go of the madness, the more it proves that this secret is extraordinary.

  Liu Yuan nodded when he heard the words, and said: "I thought so too. But right now..."

  Everyone understands the truth. How to survive the stormy arrow rain is the key. If it weren't for this special board, the two of them would have been shot into hedgehogs like the horse pulling the carriage.

   "Wait, Lin Shaoqing and the others should be coming soon!" Bai Zhu murmured while shrinking.

  Under the darkness of night, dead soldiers holding crossbow arrows outflanked the carriage boards where people were hiding.

   "Borrowed from the barracks outside the city!" A family of heavy crossbows was erected on the high wall, patted the heavy weapons borrowed from the barracks, and a group of Ganzhi guards looked here with clairvoyance in their hands.

   "Oh, you're quite arrogant!"

  Lin Fei didn't talk nonsense, and said, "Get rid of those dead men!"

The leading Deputy General Ganzhiwei responded, stroked his chin, looked at Lin Fei, and said, "Lin Shaoqing, this Dali Temple is not easy for you. Not only do you need to investigate the case, but you also have to do the job of chasing the murderer together." !"

  Lin Fei heard the words, glanced at the deputy general, and said: "So, it's not impossible to do it, so I came to ask Gan Zhiwei for help?"

   One sentence really gave them Gan Zhiwei's face. The lieutenant general looked at the calm Lin Fei with some surprises: This Lin Shaoqing is extraordinary in terms of background, ability, and appearance, but anyone who is capable of all these things will inevitably be "tempered" if he is so outstanding.

  Although I have never had any dealings with this Lin Shaoqing before, according to hearsay, this person is a master who does not lie, does not give face to anyone, and is extremely arrogant.

Right now, this rumored "lonely" person actually gave them such a big face... The lieutenant fell silent for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at Lin Fei again: Qingqing is cold, so that he can see a face that is hard to imitate. The rumored Lin Shaoqing was right.

  So, the rumors are really unbelievable! Aren't they easy to talk to?

   Sighed twice, Lieutenant General Ganzhiwei walked behind the heavy crossbow, set up the crossbow himself, and aimed at the dead soldiers who were outflanking at the entrance of the alley.

  The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows.

A bunch of rockets lifted into the sky in the night sky, and the sudden bright light caught the attention of the dead men who were focusing on killing Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu. They turned their heads to look in the direction of the source of the rockets. Lin Fei's face was particularly bright in the firelight. Calmly, he stood next to the black muzzle of the huge heavy crossbow borrowed from the military camp and came towards them.

  The face of the dead man who is not afraid of death suddenly changed.

  Arrows poured in like rain.

  …

  …

  As the last bucket of water was poured, the green smoke of "Zizi" rose, and the patrol guard of the guard threw the wooden bucket aside, and fell to the ground panting.

   Finally put out the fire, but I was exhausted!

  The guards next to him were not much better than him, and they all collapsed on the ground panting.

  At this moment, the girl who stood aside and watched the bustle for a long time lifted her feet and walked over them to the half-burned warehouse.

   "Hey, it's a warehouse..." The guard hurriedly struggled to half sit up when he saw this, and shouted at Wen Mingtang, "Don't run around!"

   As soon as the words fell, the girl looked back at him, smiled at him, and said, "I'll see what books are missing."

   Patrol guard: "..."

   After a lot of work, I didn't realize that something seemed wrong until now!

  It is true that someone raided the warehouse of the guard at night and set fire to it, and it is true that the girl in front of him helped wake them up and put out the fire. But... this doesn't mean that the girl in front of her has no "plans" for the books in the warehouse!

Thinking like this, he wanted to struggle to stand up, but Liang Hongjin behind him hooked his shoulders and said, "My little Mingtang will take a look and count the losses for you." Liang Hongjin said, pointing The burning black warehouse of the guard said, "Tomorrow, I need to wait to be a witness for you, to prove that you are not negligent in your duties, but were attacked at night, right?"

   Patrol guard: "..." This is a threat!

  The "enthusiastic person" who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night was really not a good person.

   "I can only look at it! Can't move." The patrol guard was silent, took a step back, and said, "I'll watch it later, and report it to the next morning!"

  Liang Hongjin slapped the patrolling guard on the shoulder, and praised: "You're pretty good!"

  The patrolling guard bared his teeth in pain, and glanced at her: This female general slapped her so painfully, how dare she not speak up?

  Wen Mingtang, who walked into the warehouse of the guard, went to the bookshelf and turned over.

   "What are you looking for?" Liang Hongjin asked after getting rid of the patrolling guards outside.

Wen Mingtang took out the greased paper bag from her bosom and threw it over. Liang Hongjin raised her hand to take it, opened it, but saw a few pieces of mung bean cakes, her eyes lit up, she squeezed a piece and put it into her mouth, then frowned immediately : "Didn't you do it?"

  Wen Mingtang gave a "hmm", looked down at the book, and said, "It's too late to do it, I bought it on the way."

"The ones you bought are not as delicious as the ones you made!" Liang Hongjin said, throwing the oil paper bag to Heizi and the other two outside, and said "I reward you" before saying, "I helped you so much today. Please remember to bring the mung bean cake you made tomorrow."

  Wen Mingtang said "Okay" when he heard the words "I made it myself" in an accentuated voice, and continued to look down at the book.

  Liang Hongjin leaned over and glanced at the book Wen Mingtang was looking for, and couldn't help muttering: "Your Lin Shaoqing not only wants you to feed the mosquitoes, but also wants you to find something?"

  Wen Mingtang paused when he flipped through the book, looked up at Liang Hongjin, and said expressionlessly, "He asked me if I could read or not?"

  Liang Hongjin: "...This aggressive method is really good!"

   After Wen Mingtang finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and flip through the book: "He told me about that Fuzi." After a pause, he said, "It can be regarded as sympathy for the same disease, so if you can help!"

   What Lin Fei's provocative method really provoked was not such trivial things as her "literacy and illiteracy", but Fuzi.

  In Song Guanshi's righteousness and moving himself, Fuzi was completely ignored. No one cares about the life and death of a small person, it is even better if he is dead, because Fuzi will "obstruct people's eyes" when he is alive.

  Wen Mingtang couldn't be more aware of the situation of himself who was ordered to be hunted down in the street by a casual sentence, a small person who should have been tortured to death but didn't die.

   Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! ^-^

  (end of this chapter)