Chapter 90 The Blind Cat Meets the Dead Mouse Again
He Fang glared at him, but did not continue to talk to him.
"Oh, so that's it. If you want to ask anything, just ask it here," the old man muttered.
It was obvious that these two old men were still wary of them, but it didn't matter where they were, since they were just casually asking about the situation.
"Uncle, we want to ask you something about your neighbors," He Fang said.
"Neighbors? Are you talking about the couple in the courtyard next door?" the old man replied.
"Are they a couple?"
"Yes, the girl's name is Mei Niang, and the boy's surname seems to be Zhang. I don't know the specific name. Although we are neighbors, our two families don't have much contact with each other. They are also quite strange.
It seems that we don’t have much communication with other neighbors,” the old man continued.
"When did they come to this place?" He Fang asked again.
"About a year ago, their life was not very good at the beginning. They mainly made some living money by performing on the street."
"Busting?"
"Yes, what impressed me deeply was that the man was very good at playing juggling with fire, and the woman was very good at singing, especially Lao Sheng. When she was alone in the yard, she would occasionally have a dance by herself.
, the neighbors around here always come around to listen.”
After the old man finished speaking, he smiled knowingly, as if there was still some lingering lingering in him. However, the old woman saw it and with a straight face, she twisted his arm hard and said:
"Are you doing it to listen to the show, or to see that slutty bitch?"
The old man was in so much pain that he begged for mercy, and the old woman finally let him go.
"That slutty girl dresses up in a seductive way every day. Her face is smeared like white flour pancakes. When she walks, she twists left and right. She is not afraid of breaking her waist. She just wants to be outside every day.
Seducing the gentlemen," the old woman said angrily.
"Look at what you said, old lady, how could you seduce the old man just by walking?" the old man said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Am I wrong? If they hadn't seduced the old man, how would they have gotten so much money!"
When He Fang heard what the old woman said, he quickly interrupted and asked:
"Uncle and aunt, didn't you just say that their life was not good? Why did they suddenly become rich again?"
"That was in the beginning, but then they suddenly got rich and did nothing. They just spent every day drinking and eating, eating and drinking, and I saw a person wearing a bamboo hat and wrapped up tightly several times.
, sneaking in and out of their house, if you are a serious person, who would do this, so I guess, that slut must have hooked up with a rich man, that's why she is like this."
"You are just making wild guesses. We may just be ordinary friends. How can there be so many messy things..." The old man was a little dissatisfied with his wife's talkativeness.
"Why not? If we were just ordinary friends, would we be afraid of being seen? This morning I saw that man running out of someone's courtyard in a panic," the old woman said firmly.
"morning?"
He Fang suddenly thought of Monk Xuankong again.
"Auntie, do you still remember what that person looks like?"
"That's not clear. That person always covers everything so tightly that nothing can be seen."
He Fang lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
"Hey, sir, I have always forgotten to ask, why do your government officials inquire about them, and why don't you go and inquire about them yourself?" the old man asked doubtfully.
He Fang raised his head and said: "The woman named Mei Niang is dead, and she was beaten to death. The man named Zhang is missing."
"What--?"
Upon hearing the news, the old couple were so shocked that they opened their mouths but could not say a word.
The situation of the deceased was almost known, and it was already getting late, so He Fang was ready to go back to the temple first.
Before leaving, he took out another bundle of silver, handed it to the still shocked couple, and said:
"Uncle and aunt, I hope you will keep everything you discovered today, including the fact that the woman is dead, secret and not tell anyone."
The old couple looked at the heavy silver coin in their hands, and the shock and fear they felt just now were instantly swept away, and turned into unstoppable excitement.
"Sir, please rest assured, even if we are beaten to death, we will not reveal even a word about this matter."
He Fang planned to go back to the temple, but first he went back to the palace and planned to take some homing pigeons with him. When he returned to the temple, it was already very late.
After working hard all day, He Fang was so sleepy that he didn't even have time to think about anything else. He went straight to his clothes and boots, lay down and fell asleep.
On the second day, He Fang got up early. After a night's rest, he was in good spirits, but he felt very depressed because today was already the third day and the deadline was getting closer and closer. Although the case
There has been some progress, and a lot of evidence points to Monk Liao Kong in the temple, but again, the evidence is not sufficient, and most of it is mainly my own conjecture.
He Fang is going to go for a walk outside, and see if he can catch a blind cat or a dead mouse.
When I came to a remote corner of the backyard, I happened to encounter the young monk Yongyin sweeping the floor.
"Why are there so many flies here?" the little monk said to himself while sweeping.
He Fang walked over, said hello to him, and said:
"Little Master Yongyin, how was yesterday's pastry?"
Yongyin saw where he was, so he quickly put down his work and replied with a smile:
"Eunuch He, that pastry is so delicious. I originally took it back and planned to eat it slowly, but I couldn't hold it back and they were all gone in less than one night. Hehe..."
"That's easy to say. If I have a chance to go out, I'll bring you some more," He Fang replied.
"Really?! Thank you so much, Eunuch He, you are so kind," Yongyin said very happily.
"Hey, have you had breakfast?" He Fang asked again.
"Not yet, you can't go until you finish the work. I don't know why there are so many flies here today," the young monk Yongyin complained.
He Fang actually noticed that there were indeed a lot of flies in this place, and they were all blow flies. There might be dead mice or dead wild cats nearby.
He Fang looked around and found that most of the flies were circling a mossy bluestone in the corner.
He Fang walked over, and the flies dispersed with a bang. He Fang quickly waved his hand, only to see a large black and red stain on the bluestone.
He Fang understood it all at once and thought to himself:
"What's on this is blood——!?"
…
"Little Master Yongyin, you go and have breakfast, I will help you with this work," He Fang said to Yongyin.
"Ah, really?"
"Of course, why did I lie to you?"
"Eunuch He, thank you, you are really kind," Yongyin replied excitedly.
Then, he handed the broom to He Fang and ran to have breakfast quickly because his stomach had already started to protest.