The wind is particularly strong today, and the petals of the peach grove are constantly fluttering, along with the green leaves and dust on the ground, making the sky and earth boil.
The blood on the ground dried slowly, and the pungent smell and the fishy smell in Jin Ba's throat from the milk he fed in his mouth made him feel worse than suffocation.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that Jin Shiyi was sitting slumped on the bamboo steps. He actually said what he had to say, knowing everything.
The ancestors of the Jin family were very prosperous, and there were many talented people. However, as the years went by, the number of people increased, but the number of people with outstanding talents became rarer.
Among the eighteen Jin peers, there are a total of three talented people in their generation.
There is a Jin Shiwu who has excellent medical skills, and a Jin Twelve who can observe the sky and the earth and understand the astrology.
Both of them died tragically in the house, so Jin Bacai was very sad.
There was another person, Jin Shiyi didn't dare to say, but he cried out after breaking two of Jin Ba's fingers. It was their Jin Wu Ge, a skilled craftsman with extremely skillful hands.
Xia Zhaoyi asked where he was, but Jin Shiyi really didn't know: "Brother Jin Wu is elusive. The only one who can contact him is Jin Twelve, but Jin Twelve... is dead."
Except for a few of them, the eldest Jin boss accidentally fell to his death while carving a stone statue on the mountain ten years ago. The second and third Jin brothers were killed by the Qiao family. The fourth Jin died in a drunken provocation and was beaten to death in the street.
Jin Liu and Jin Qi are the most skilled, and they are now together with Jin Wu.
Jin Shiyi did not know the whereabouts of the others.
Xia Zhaoyi said: "One, two, three and four are all dead, six, seven, eight and nine are all capable, and the fifth one in the middle is a talent."
Jin Shiyi raised his hand to wipe his tears and said nothing.
"Do you know Jiangmei?" Xia Zhaoyi changed the topic.
Jin Eleven was stunned, looked over at Jin Ba who was glaring at him angrily, and nodded.
"What do you see him doing? Is it related to him?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
Jin Shiyi looked at Jin Ba and did not dare to speak.
"I'm counting to three." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"That's right, Bage killed her," Jin Shiyi said tremblingly, "Bago took her out and killed her."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Jin Ba.
Jin Ba stared at Jin Eleven and almost wanted to eat him.
"Why kill her?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
"Because, because Jin Liu and Jin Qi both loved her, after her accident, Jin Liu and Jin Qi helped Jin Wu arrange the boxes out of the city, and at the same time brought Jiang Mei out and raised her with us. But..." Jin Shi
He frowned, hesitated, and said, "She is so beautiful that even I love to go find her. Because of her, we brothers have been quarreling for several days. Myna said that beauty is a disaster, so he must kill her."
"I am greedy for beauty, but I say that other people's beauty is a disaster," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Then, where is the box?"
Jin Shishi was shocked and looked at Xia Zhaoyi with wide eyes.
Whatever she asked, he answered whatever she asked, but it was he who spilled the beans about the box.
Jin Ba's mood suddenly became excited, and he struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards Jin Eleven.
Shen Lie quickly sheathed his sword, fearing that he would seek his own death, and at the same time grabbed his collar.
These Jin brothers were not very tall, and the tallest one only reached Shen Lie's shoulders. Shen Lie was holding Jin Ba like a chicken.
Xia Zhaoyi looked away from them, looked at Jin Shiyi, and asked again: "Where is the box? What is inside?"
Jin Shiyi's lips trembled, and he suddenly said: "Kill me! Kill me! Give me a good time, for the sake of what I have said so much! Just kill me!"
Xia Zhaoyi seemed to have suddenly lost her patience. She grabbed Jin Shiyi's collar and pulled him to her.
"Is it so easy to want to die?" Xia Zhaoyi's eyes were cold and he said in a cold voice, "Be honest with me, otherwise it won't be their fingers but yours that will be chopped off! Don't take my politeness seriously!
"
Jin Shiyi was thrown to the ground by her, his whole body trembling.
"Tell me!" Xia Zhaoyi's voice was stern, "What is the box, and what is the relationship between your surname Jin, the one surnamed Chen, and the one surnamed Fang, and you? Answer them all!"
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It rained heavily all night, and many of the officers and soldiers who went down the mountain in the heavy rain were infected with wind and cold, and a lot of them coughed and runny noses.
Wang Fengnian went to bed late and got up early. The first important thing he did when he woke up was to go under the greenhouse and look at Sanbai Mountain in the distance.
Everyone else said that the eldest boss had not returned, and the Xia Family Army had been sending troops to ask questions, worried that something might happen to her.
It wasn't until Ye Zheng came back with the news that everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
However, Ye Zheng did not rest. After drinking a large bowl of water, he immediately went to dispatch troops.
Half an hour later, a large number of soldiers and horses rushed into Junneixiang, intending to blockade the entire Junneixiang.
The people in Anhe Village suddenly panicked, and many men gathered to resist. Tanzhou soldiers and horses who were not merciless beat them up in public and took them all away.
Xiaodao's brother-in-law was also among this group of people. He hurriedly ran towards the tidiest and cleanest courtyard in the west of the village.
Due to the heavy rain last night, the dried bacon in front of the door had been taken away, and together with the freshly prepared dried salted fish, they were placed in two rows to dry in the house.
There was no one in the house. Just like every time I came here before, the house was neat and clean, free from dust.
"Master?" Xiao Dao called, "Master?"
He came out and stood in the courtyard. He waited for another half day, but still there was no movement.
Gradually, there was a sound in the distance.
Xiaodao noticed that the officers and soldiers were searching from house to house, and they were almost here.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he ran to the back of the house, climbed over the fence, and prepared to take a shortcut to leave.
The land was extremely soft. When he turned it over, he stepped on a stone slab and found it was empty underneath.
Hearing that the sound was coming, he simply went down with the knife, reached out his hand from inside, and covered the stone slab.
He took out the fire seal from his arms and struggled to adjust the knife to his sight.
The space was not large, with about two rooms, and the air was filled with antiseptic plaster that he was very familiar with.
He had not smelled this plaster for many years.
I found a lampstand and used a knife to light the candle. There was a large cabinet in the corner opposite the desk. The cabinet was filled with fragments of mummies, mostly limbs.
The fingers of many palms were chopped off, leaving only the bare palms.
Xiaodao turned around, looked elsewhere, and whispered: "Why didn't the master tell me about this place?"
In the past, his master told him everything and asked him to do it.
Except for the desk, bookcase, and this cabinet full of corpses, there is nothing else in this dark room.
The officers and soldiers above passed by and then left.
Xiao Knife returned to the desk and took away the paperweight. Under the blank paper, there was a stack of paper filled with ink words.
"Half a liang of water chestnuts, half a liang of cockleburs, half a liang of bracken, half a liang of mushrooms, and half a liang of water shields. When the phoenix enters the bamboo forest, take the soft meat from its neck and pour hot oil on the vegetables. It is a spirit, an immortal.
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These are all wild vegetables, and Xiaodao can't help but look sad when he thinks about the smell of them boiled together.
Feng Qingang likes to eat, and when he eats, except for foods that must be pickled, he rarely adds seasonings, salt, sugar, vinegar, or sauce. Moreover, he likes game.
Wild vegetables, wild fruits, wild animals, wild insects, no matter whether they are boiled, steamed, stewed, fried, stir-fried, fried or broiled, all without seasoning.
There are five recipes below, all of which are from the wild, and each of them has the words "phoenix entering the bamboo forest".
The phoenix represents the male, but Feng Qingang has always been eccentric and deviant in his behavior. In his case, the phoenix has always represented the king and has no representation of male and female.
Therefore, Xiaodao couldn't guess which phoenix it was.
In addition to recipes, there are also toys below.
Feng Qingang seems to be sincere and elegant, but Xiao Dao knows that he is an impatient person.
The letters I received were clean and tidy at the front, but became increasingly sloppy toward the back, making it difficult for readers to read them. Feng Qingang didn't care, and was left to guess.
However, these words are densely packed, and each word is written carefully, which shows his enthusiasm and interest.
"I haven't seen my master like this for many years..." Xiao Dao murmured.
The last time I saw Feng Qingang with such a strong interest was when he was invited to Yeshan, more than thirty years ago.
After Feng Qingang came back, he kept talking about it all the time, why those old men with immortal demeanor are obviously getting older with age, why are they still so good? It would be better if he could beat them.
Because, he wanted to taste their meat. Although it must be old and old, it is definitely very good, like a fairy.
In the end, he succeeded in his plot and tasted the so-called "fairy meat".
At this point, his wish came to an end.
In the past few years, Xiaodao has never seen him have such great enthusiasm for anything, except for the Zihe car, which has given him some interest.
Who could this "phoenix" be when it enters the bamboo forest?
Xiao Dao turned to the last few pieces of paper, and was suddenly surprised to see the four words "Xiao Dao enjoys reading" written at the beginning of the letter.
Xiaodao then sat down behind the case. For some reason, he felt a little dizzy.
Yawning, he looked through the lines line by line. What the letter said was when their master and servant first met.
In the letter, Feng Qingang praised his bright eyes, full of vitality and rare intelligence.
I have never been praised like this by Feng Qingang. Xiaodao's face, which was in his forties, showed a happy look and a bit of embarrassment.
But as he looked at it, he felt more and more something was wrong.
When he saw the last picture, Xiaodao's eyes widened and he looked at the lamp oil on the table.
He immediately stood up and prepared to leave, but his hands and feet were weak.
His legs that had just stood up felt weak and he fell back.
Then, the muscles in his neck could no longer support him, and his head tilted on his shoulders.
Huge panic struck him, and because of fear, his completely weak hands and feet briefly stiffened and twitched.
He moved his eyes with difficulty and looked at the letter from an extremely difficult angle.
It said that now he is stained with vulgarity and is disappointing.
Therefore, he doesn't want him anymore, but no one has ever known his past so well, knows where he has been and where he wants to go most, so he will not tolerate such a person living in this world.
"Don't worry, your wife and your son will come to accompany you immediately. The road to the underworld is far away, so please go slowly and wait for them."
White foam came out of the knife's mouth, which gradually turned into blood foam. His body shook more and more violently, and finally his eyes rolled up and he died completely.
The officers and soldiers in the yard searched around. Because there were strict orders not to ransack the house or touch property, they did not dare to look through unnecessary things. They searched under the bed and in the cabinets where people could be hidden.
Seeing no one there, they came out, passed by the stone slab on the cellar, and left.
