Old Tao'er leaned out half of his body on the bed and asked Si Weiqi: "Since Lin Kun's coat was left on Qilinpo, it must be related to Hengda Shouzhuang, but how can we find the person who performed the spell?"
Si Weiqi turned to look out the window and replied slowly: "This 'burning mourning clothes' is to take the clothes worn by the perpetrator, add a reminder charm, and burn them just in time for Tanlangxing to get the order.
, it can cause the souls of those who have been poisoned by this poison to be burned to death. Today is the Greedy Wolf Reflecting the Moon, and the person who performed this poison is in the town!"
After hearing this, I was shocked. No wonder I felt evil fire burning my body. I wiped the water droplets on my forehead and felt frightened for a while.
Si Weiqi asked me to put on Lao Daoer's clothes and go take a look with her. I didn't dare to delay, wiped my wet hair, put on Lao Daoer's clothes, and followed Si Weiqi out.
I looked up at the sky. Apart from the falling snowflakes, I really didn’t see anything like Greedy Wolf reflecting the moon. The Greedy Wolf star was shining, and they were all shadows of swords and swords. They were fierce on lips and tongues, and they were also like fire. It seemed that this town was not going to be safe tonight.
It will be peaceful.
Si Weiqi walked in front in the snow, and I followed leisurely. I saw that the shops on both sides of the street were closed and there was no sound. Si Weiqi kept observing the surroundings, and suddenly stopped in front of a courtyard.
She stopped suddenly, and I wanted to stop too.
Look at this courtyard again, with its red painted gate and a pair of strange lanterns hanging at the door.
"This place has a large courtyard, so there is no reason to light lanterns with red candles." I also felt that something was wrong.
Si Weiqi's expression was solemn, and she stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door twice. I was wondering, "Why is it like knocking on the door to catch a thief?"
But I admire him in my heart. A master is a master and never plays his cards according to common sense.
Sure enough, I heard the sound of "crunching" footsteps in the courtyard. I opened the door and saw a charming woman walking out. I was surprised. Judging from her dress, I was afraid she was not a woman from a good family.
When the woman saw the man and woman, she was startled for a moment, then smiled and said to me: "Hey, this handsome guy wants to have some fun?"
I glanced at her and said disdainfully: "No, it doesn't cost money, then I'll give it a try!"
The woman's expression immediately changed: "Go, go to the other side, and don't come to make trouble for me!"
The fallen flowers and willows in the distance did not give up their vitality because of a heavy snowfall, and the woman in front of them did not stay away from the windy and snowy night because of shame.
Si Weiqi stepped up the steps in two steps and reached into her arms with one hand. I took a step back. Isn't this sister Qi trying to force her way in? I saw Si Weiqi frowning and took out a brand new hundred dollar bill.
He handed it to the woman. When the woman saw the money, she smiled brightly, and then said to Si Weiqi: "This money is a good thing, but we don't entertain female guests here, I'm afraid..."
Si Weiqi did not answer, but said calmly: "I'm not here to have fun, just give me a room, don't ask anything else."
The woman was obviously surprised after hearing this, but for the sake of money she didn't say anything else. She took us to a room, brought us a pot of hot water, turned around and walked out.
Si Weiqi was sitting on the stool, closing her eyes and saying nothing.
"Sister Qi, is it possible that the person who burned the mourning clothes would be hiding here?"
"Gah", suddenly hearing the sound of opening the door, Si Weiqi opened her eyes, got up and walked out, and I followed behind. When I went out, I saw that there was someone there.
A woman with heavy makeup held a yellow clay basin in her hand. She looked around and saw Si Weiqi and I were so shocked that the clay basin in our hands fell. The loess bloomed on the snow accompanied by a burst of black dust.
I looked at the yellow clay pot. It was the underworld pot used to burn paper for the dead. When the eldest son came out, he threw the pot and the paper ashes together on the ground. It was all used as tolls for the dead. But at this time, this woman
, this place is holding a Hades basin, what exactly do you want to do? Could it be that she burned the mourning clothes?
Before I could think about it, Si Weiqi stepped forward quickly and struck the woman on the big neck with one hand. The woman immediately fainted. Si Weiqi supported the woman and dragged her out of the door.
I was really scared. If someone caught me scratching my face, I would have to call the police.
Except for a wild dog looking for food in the distance, there was no living thing on the street. Even late at night, the heavy snow still did not stop. When we returned to the residence, the landlady saw us dragging a woman with heavy makeup back and glared fiercely.
He glanced at it and continued to eat melon seeds.
The old Taoist was sitting on the bed with his feet on the ground, following the method taught by Si Weiqi to stay grounded. When he saw the two of us returning home from a snowy night, he was stunned on the spot and asked: "You two went out to chase
Fierce, why did you bring back a prostitute, this..."
"We'll talk about it later," Si Weiqi said.
After hearing this, the old Taoist grinned, smiled awkwardly, looked at the woman with doubtful eyes, and asked, "Could it be that she cast a witchcraft?"
I looked at Lao Tao'er, and saw that this kid kept running to these places. How could I tell at a glance that this person was a prostitute? I curled my lips and asked, "How did you know she was doing that?"
The old Taoist chuckled and started a long talk again: "A poor woman has breasts that stick out and hips that are high; she is humble, with thick bones and a thin face; her forehead is high and her lips are raised, and she has no husband to kill her children. This woman has taken over the whole family, she is extremely poor and lowly."
Si Weiqi shook her head, glanced at Lao Tao'er and said nothing. She pressed her index finger on the woman's chin and tapped it twice. The woman let out an "uh" sound and let out a long breath.
Seeing the three of us, sitting on the ground, Si Weiqi frowned at her, and the woman immediately shut her mouth, stood up and said to us: "Brothers and sisters, I am just a hustler.
You're a weak woman. She really doesn't have much property except a piece of meat. You have found the wrong person. We have a girl named Guihua. She has many customers, some of which are..."
Before she finished speaking, the old Taoist said to her angrily: "Don't play this trick here, explain it quickly, or I will smash your rotten meat stall!"
"What are you telling me? I'm the one who accepts customers as expected. I've never taken advantage of others or tried to cheat money!" The woman looked at the old Taoist with grievance.
I swallowed, secretly admiring this woman's clever way of making fun of herself.
The old Taoist looked helplessly at Si Weiqi, who said solemnly: "Who is that person? How much did he give you?"
The woman wiped her tears and said aggrievedly to Si Weiqi: "Hey, a prostitute, no matter who it is, the groom is the official who gives you the money."
The old Taoist couldn't bear his temper, so he spat and shouted angrily: "I don't beat women, but I can't control that little brother. He even took a bite out of the pig's butt when he got anxious!"
I saw the old man carrying me up the steps, so I had no choice but to accept the move, rubbed my hands, and stared at the woman fiercely.
The woman subconsciously took a step back and said with a smile.
: "Handsome guy, we have something to discuss. Hitting someone is against the law!"
This woman is really a piece of meat. She couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. At this time, I looked at Si Weiqi and saw that she took out another bank card and handed it to the woman. The woman curled her lips and said to Si Wei
Qi said: "That guy gave me one million this afternoon."
Si Weiqi shook her head and said: "There are half a million here. As long as you obey, I will give you two million!"
"Two million!" After hearing so much money, the woman immediately looked at Si Weiqi with a smile: "This afternoon, a man in his thirties came over and ordered me, but he didn't do anything. He gave it to me.
He gave me a bank card and a piece of clothing. He told me to make a clay pot and burn it at night. As for his name, I don’t know, but there was a scar on the side of his face. Before he left, he told me not to tell anyone.
"
Si Weiqi nodded after hearing this, and the old Taoist waved his hand to her to let her go. The woman opened the door and ran away without a trace.
The old Taoist hesitated in his eyes and said to Si Weiqi: "I think that person must have something to do with Hengda Shouzhuang. I don't know whether he wants to silence Lin Kun or..."
"Ma Zhong!" I once heard Ma Ningshuang say that besides Ma Di, she only had one brother left, named Ma Zhong, who got a scar on his face from a walking corpse.
After listening to this, the old Taoist held his chin in his hand and said to me: "Although your analysis has no basis, it is still reliable. But we have no enmity with him in the past, so why should we kill him or scrape him?"
As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, he saw someone breaking into the door, glaring at me with bloodshot eyes, and laughed: "Haha, you are not young but you are quite capable. You can even level Qilin Slope."
I took a closer look and saw a long, ferocious scar on the side of this man's face. It wasn't Ma Zhong but someone else.
I looked straight at him. The body must have been cleared away by him, and Ma Ningshuang must be there. I quickly asked: "Is Ma Ningshuang still alive?"
"Fuck you, grandma! Kill my father and still think about my sister!" After saying that, he picked up the sharp blade in his hand and rushed over.
Si Weiqi, who had been silent all this time, looked at Ma Zhong and said to him: "Wait a minute, you people in Qilinpo all died fighting for the King of Ginseng, not him."
But Ma Zhong was blinded by hatred at the moment. If he had heard anything, he would not have thought that it was me who massacred Qilinpo.
I watched helplessly as the dagger hit my forehead, my scalp numbed by the cool breeze. The blade was about to reach my eyes. I didn't think about dodging, so Ma Di's death had something to do with me.
The tip of the knife hit her nose, and there was a slight chill. At this moment, the blade suddenly turned around and flew into the air. Si Weiqi pinched Ma Zhong's wrist tightly and looked at him indifferently, but Ma Zhong
He was struggling like crazy and yelling at me again and again.
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and said to him choked with sobs: "Is Ma Ningshuang alive?"
At this moment, Ma Zhong was half-kneeling on the ground, softened, and said to me: "As long as I am still alive, I will not give up. Ma Ningshuang's life is over. My father is also dead. You have to pay with blood."
I don’t know how to describe my mood at this moment. It was like a mess. Si Weiqi let go of his wrist and threw him aside. He struggled to get up again, gritting his teeth and pulling on his front with both hands, as if he had done something.
Chapter completed!