[69 Book Bar-www.] The night is too long, and it is hard to sleep with the lonely pillow. Ling Feng, who is in love with his heart, tossed and turned and finally fell asleep. This night was so painful.
The next day, when the sky was just dawn, Ling Feng had already finished dressing and washing. He was going to a place - Suzhou dungeon. He wanted to see what the bastard Qian Wudi had been abused to now.
Before leaving, Ling Feng gently pushed open the door and saw Liudie still lying obediently on the bed. He had no heart to disturb her and continued to indulge in her sweet dream, but just painted a picture with a smile on her face.
The note was pressed on the table with a teapot, and then quietly closed the door and walked out of the room.
He ordered the maid to go to the kitchen to make ginseng stewed chicken soup for nourishing body, and to bring it to her when Han Liudie wakes up. If someone is here to take good care of Liudie, he can also do what he wants to do with peace of mind.
Ling Feng came to the yard and saw Feng Qian who had not seen for a long time. He then went forward and said with a smile: "Feng Qian, I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's go, I'll take you to the dungeon and let you meet someone.
.” As he said that, Ling Feng pulled Feng Qian to leave.
Feng Qian stopped and said, "Sir, I guess the person you are talking about is Qian Wudi, the young master of the Qian family, right?"
Ling Feng couldn't help but let go of his hand and said in confusion: "Feng Qian, how could you know?"
Feng Qian smiled faintly and said, "Sir, I guess everyone in Suzhou City knows it now. Yesterday, you brought a team of elite soldiers to the Qian Mansion to find Miss Xu'er, and even turned the place upside down. I heard that Qian is invincible.
You also cut one ear and got dozens of knifes on your body."
Ling Feng said in surprise: "No way? This news spread too quickly, right? It's simply faster than the rumors of celebrities on the Internet. And those people are too gossipy, right? I'm just punishing me.
It’s just that money is invincible, not as they said…”
"Internet? What is the Internet?" Feng Qian couldn't help but look at Ling Feng in confusion. Their Suzhou prefect can always say some words he had never heard before. I don't know if he was too ignorant or if Ling Feng was too knowledgeable and well-educated
It's right.
Ling Feng suddenly said a new word. How can this be explained like Feng Qian, an ancient man who has read history books. He casually replied: "This Internet, the Internet? Alas! You don't understand it even after saying it. In short,
It is the kind that communicates very fast and can transmit messages from thousands of miles away. It can be said that it will go wherever you think, which is similar to the speed of your thoughts."
"Oh, that's so awesome." Feng Qian was confused and could only nod his head foolishly.
Ling Feng suddenly said, "By the way, is there anything wrong with you coming to me? Is there another big case? If not, then you can go to the dungeon with me to see if Qian Wudi is dead."
"Sir, you eliminated Minghao Gambling House, drove Zhao Shanhu back to Hangzhou, and eliminated the black sheep Chang Si. Suzhou has always been very peaceful and peaceful now." Feng Qian frowned and said, "It's just that there are good things recently."
There have been dozens of cases of missing people, but there has never been a whereabouts."
Ling Feng was shocked and said, "Popular population is missing? What? There are dozens of cases."
Feng Qian nodded and said, "Sir, I refuse to count the total number of missing people this month."
"So many?" Ling Feng couldn't help but guess: "Who are the missing people! Old people? Women? Children? Girls?"
"None are!" Feng Qian said directly: "They are all strong men, and they all have old mothers and wives and children at home."
Ling Feng asked: "You said you were missing, which means you can't be sure where they are now and whether they have been killed?"
Feng Qian nodded and said, "Yes! That's it!"
"Strange, they are all strong men. What's the use of catching them? Do you do a coolie?" Ling Feng was puzzled. If it was a woman or a child who was missing, there might be a more reasonable explanation.
Feng Qian dispelled Ling Feng's speculation and said, "It's impossible to be a coolie, because I asked the yamen runners to go to the places where they do hard work around me to investigate, and no one of the missing people was found."
Ling Feng said decisively: "If this is the case, there is only one possibility. They have all been killed and they can't even find the bones."
Feng Qian asked in confusion: "If it is a vendetta, it should be one-on-one, or one-on-a-one. How could it be that so many people could be killed at once? Besides, those missing people are all people who don't know each other, some are from Nancun.
Some are Beicun, and there are everywhere."
Ling Feng sighed: "You are right! Since it is not a revenge, it is even more wrong. Why did you take the lives of these people for no reason? And why can't you even find the corpse?"
"Report, Master Feng, something happened in the east of the city!" A man dressed in yamen runs to the front.
Feng Qian turned his head and asked directly: "What's wrong? Sir, right here, you can say it's okay!"
The yamen runner replied: "Hua Tuo, a famous genius doctor in the east of the city, is dead."
"Sai Hua Tuo?" Ling Feng had only seen Hua Tuo and Bian Que on TV before. This was the first time I heard about it, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny. Is the modern star effect also inherited from the ancient lineage?
?Does it be that as long as you have a little connection with celebrities, you will become a celebrity? It seems that the answer is yes. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many celebrity imitation shows in today’s society. I would rather be someone else’s substitute.
Second, I am not willing to be a real self first.
Ling Feng couldn't help but wonder how this great doctor who claimed to be better than Hua Tuo died, so he asked, "How did he die?"
"Doctor Sai died of a very strange poison. His death was very terrifying. His body was covered with insects, and even his body was bitten beyond recognition."
"Gu insect?" The scene mentioned by the yamen runner once appeared in Ling Feng's dream, and it happened to Xu'er. Could this matter have any slight connection with Xu'er? Ling Feng is busy
He said: "Take me there now!"
"Yes, sir!"
Ling Feng and Feng Qian followed the footsteps of the yamen runners to Bencao Cottage. Several disciples outside the door began to hang white cloth and white lanterns, and it was obvious that they were about to start the funeral.
As soon as I came in, I heard the crying sounds inside, the crying of several men and women mixed together, and an old man with white bearded lying on his back on a spread-out white cloth not far away. I guess he
It’s Hua Tuo, a miracle doctor.
Ling Feng walked over and saw that Sai Huatuo's face had been bitten by some unknown green insects, and his face was beyond recognition, and his face had already revealed a terrifying skeleton.
Several junior brothers used the configured medicinal materials to drive away these bloodthirsty insects as much as possible, but it seemed that they did not work. When they looked at him, they saw blood-red insects being unscrupulous.
The ground gnawed the flesh and blood on his body, and the blood flowed constantly along his body. What a cruel way of killing. I believe that Sai Hua Tuo was also bitten by these terrifying insects for a long time.