905: Dr. Dong regained his second spring in life (Part 1)
Chapter 905)
The New Year is less than a quarter of an hour away.
This house occupies an extremely large area. The house is brightly lit with lights and jewels, which shows that the owner has strong financial resources. The former main house has no time to appreciate it, so he dives into the rockery. The entrance is narrow and can only allow one person to pass through. The place is remote and quiet, and the banquet is
The sound of silk and bamboo orchestra coming from the hall changed from clear to blurry.
He was about to leave through the weakly guarded side door.
When he reached the depths of the rockery, he stopped as if he felt something. He quietly pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand in his sleeve. His eyes kept moving left and right, and he was highly alert. After a few breaths, he saw no movement around him, and then he hesitated to loosen his hand.
Kai: "Am I paranoid?"
"Didn't the host just say that he had to go to the bathroom? Why are you here? Could it be that you are unfamiliar with the place and have lost your way?"
A smile that was not his own penetrated his eardrums.
The tone of voice was smiling, but not warm.
The former host felt chills all over his body. He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a young man with a lazy posture sitting on the rockery that should have been empty. The young man had twin breasts that were too round and childish for men.
His eyes made his appearance more youthful. He was dressed in a pure black scholar's shirt that almost blended into the night, making his skin color extremely white. He was not any participant at the table!
How did the stranger get in?
No, he is not a stranger.
The former main publisher guessed: "Qi Yuanliang?"
The young man said calmly: "The host has great eyesight!"
As soon as the former hostess heard this, he turned around and ran away. It wasn't that he didn't want to use the word spirit, but that when he wanted to use it just now, he found that someone had tampered with him nearby and he couldn't use it. He couldn't use it, and neither could the young man.
Both sides are considered evenly matched...
My thigh suddenly hurt.
A sword blade penetrated the hem of his clothes from back to front.
The back of the neck was pinched by a large, cold hand.
There was a dull thud.
Half of his cheek hit the rugged and cold rockery wall.
Ignoring the sting on his face, he shouted angrily: "Qi Yuanliang, don't be too arrogant! If you kill me now, do you think those people outside are stupid? Can they not guess that it was you?
?You have obtained the position of the head club that you want, why are you still dissatisfied? What benefit does it gain to kill you as soon as possible?"
The young man came close to his ear, his breath was lower than that of a normal person, and his smile was a bit ferocious: "Master Society, this is not called 'killing them all', this is called 'eliminating future troubles forever', 'cutting off the roots'!"
It’s my fault that you are too arrogant!”
The former hostess gritted his teeth and growled threats.
"Aren't you afraid that your family members will be slaughtered?"
He couldn't see the playful color in the eyes of the young man behind him.
"My relatives?"
The former hostess felt more confident and said sternly: "Pei Cheng, if you kill me today, tomorrow I will be waiting to collect the bodies of your entire Pei family, including your married sister's family!"
This Pei Cheng is Qi Yuanliang’s true identity.
He was born in the market, his biological father was a villain, and his biological mother made a living by harvesting waste. There were six sisters and brothers in the family. Only Pei Cheng got ahead. Because of his outstanding qualifications, he was bought by a wealthy family as a book boy. But he did not change his evil deeds in his heart.
In order to make up for his shortcomings, he stole the identity of "Qi Shan". At that time, the Qi family was in decline and the population was declining. "Qi Shan" was exiled for killing his classmates.
This is the perfect opportunity for Pei Cheng to take action.
No one knows that he replaced "Pray for Good".
With Qi's current situation, it is difficult to discover the truth. Even if the truth is discovered, "Qi Shan" cannot be redressed.
Pei Cheng could hide it from outsiders, but he couldn't hide it from the Society of Gods. He was thoroughly investigated on the first day he joined, but the Society of Gods only looked at abilities and not their background. According to internal rules, information about members is top secret, and only the main society
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"...You are indeed cautious, but there is no impermeable wall in the world. In order to support the Pei family's parents, sisters and brothers, you transferred a sum of money to more than a dozen hands. You took so much pains, but you can't stand up to your incompetent father's loose mouth... Ha, no
Thinking about the cold-hearted and cold-blooded 'evil conspiracy', it actually has a weakness and is well hidden. You might as well guess where they are now? That is a place you will never find. You..."
Before he could finish the rest of the words, he felt a stinging pain in his throat.
Blood flowed from the wound and wet the young man's right hand.
He stroked horizontally with indifferent eyes.
The former host clutched his neck in pain and fell to the ground. The difficulty in breathing made his face quickly turn the color of pig liver. He scratched the ground with his other hand and kept trying to escape. The young man was compassionate and drew his sword to pierce his heart. The sword edge broke through the vital part.
Let the former main club be completely freed.
The young man ignored the pool of blood at his feet and sat next to the body of the former host, chatting: "I heard people say that the last thing that disappears is hearing, so even though you are dead, you can still hear my voice. I
What I want to tell you is——"
"Cough cough cough!"
A familiar coughing sound came from behind.
The young man turned his head and looked at the sneaky Shen Tang.
"The villain dies because he talks too much. Some secrets should not be told even if it is a corpse. Who knows if they will use the corpse to bring back the soul?" Many stories are based on this routine. The villain talks too much. After the protagonist is reborn, he takes the opportunity to seek revenge against the villain.
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The young man lowered his eyes: "Then you will die in peace?"
Shen Tang looked at the corpse: "It's rare for a ghost to be confused."
The young man returned the sword to its scabbard.
He stood up and bent down to grab the collar of his former boss.
Shen Tang was leaning against the stone wall and staring at the young man's face carefully.
She smiled and teased: "Yuan Liang, I found that you are quite good at pinching faces. Every face is very recognizable."
The young man obviously didn't want to talk to Shen Tang, but Shen Tang could just talk to him: "When did you call yourself 'Pei Cheng' again? Do the gods still misunderstand that Pei Cheng is your true identity?"
The young man, that is, Qi Shan, could not withstand her harassment.
He opened his mouth to explain: "Besides Pei Cheng, there are more than a dozen people with similar identities, and they are all in my hands... Hehe. There are only old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the Qi family. People can't keep an eye on them. To ensure nothing is lost, naturally we must
Arrange a few scapegoats to serve as backup."
No matter how the outside world investigates, it is impossible to find out everything.
Even if it is found out, it is impossible to tell whether it is true or false.
The identity of Pei Cheng was also something that Qishan worked hard on.
The villain father and the famine collector mother were from the same town as Tan Qu. The so-called "true identities" he arranged were all from the bottom of the city. He scattered all the true information about "Qishan" and "Tan Qu". Delete, delete, delete.
In the end, each formed a dozen different identities.
He deliberately spread the news that went viral outside the club.
False and false, true and false.
Who can tell the difference clearly?
Shen Tang complained: "...you are not afraid of cutting the wrong number."
Not only did he frantically create a trumpet account, but he also stole other people's accounts to frame others. He was not afraid of being unable to play with so many accounts by himself. The most amazing thing was that he was able to do it with ease. Shen Tang was even jealous - who doesn't play games? Envy unlimited skins!
Qishan continued to drag the body of the former host.
A long trail of blood was left on the ground.
"Where are you going to dump the body?"
"The pit."
"Are you really prepared to let him go to the toilet and fall into a trap?"
"A gentleman's words are followed by a swift whip."
Do what you say you say.
Shen Tang: "...There is no need to keep your promise like this."
In the end, it was Shen Tang who helped carry the body and throw it away. As expected of a wealthy family, the pit house used a lot of vanilla to cover up the smell. After throwing the body in, Shen Tang came out holding his nose: "Yuanliang, I'm curious about you and him. How much hatred is there?"
Qi Shan changed his face to that of a maid again.
Her figure is much more graceful than Shen Tang's.
"Having made a grudge, why don't we kill and keep the Qingming Festival to worship our ancestors?" Maid Qi Shan said the coldest words in the sweetest voice, "How to make a grudge... He once served the Xin State and protected Yan Cheng. , and has quite a lot of interest entanglements with Beimo."
Shen Tang understood immediately.
The other reasons are all secondary. They protected Yan Cheng, and Yan Cheng killed the real Qishan. This is the main reason for the grudge. Poor former boss, he really didn’t know why he died until his death: "Throw the body in Okay, what are you going to do now?"
Maid Qi Shansheng had a pair of apricot eyes, which were very similar to Shen Tang's. He just glanced at her casually, and there seemed to be all kinds of amorous feelings flowing in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, making Shen Tang feel ashamed. She was a real woman, and her eyes were not as good as Praying for good deceives people.
"Ahem, I understand."
Shen Tang made an OK gesture.
Raise your hands to release the incarnation of literary energy and return to your true self.
The body that was doing the rice stiffened, but returned to normal in an instant. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Qi Shan, who looked calm. She put down her chopsticks to wipe her mouth, and just as she put away her handkerchief, a cry for help came from outside the hall. It seemed like someone had died. Everyone in the hall was stunned.
Qishan said indifferently: "What are you doing?"
"People, people are dead..."
They all looked at him like they were looking at a murderer.
Qi Shan calmly said: "Has Qi taken half a step away?"
Everyone: "..."
Who kills someone by himself?
It's too perfunctory to use this excuse to absolve yourself.
When everyone saw the former host again, the latter was already a corpse that had been washed several times and still exuded a stench. Shen Tang found that the scars on his neck and heart had disappeared, so he did not say anything about it and played the role of a good man. ·Mad Dog·Shao: "Does anyone know how to do an autopsy? If you do an autopsy, maybe you can pray that the owner is innocent?"
"Who killed the person? No need to say who killed him? Qi Zhushe just said that he would drown in the latrine, and he died within half a quarter of an hour." Someone died during the Chinese New Year. This incident was not only unlucky, but also made everyone feel that Qi was good. This method is really cruel!
Shen Tang smiled instead of getting angry: "Are you saying that the Qi Zhu Society doesn't use the spirit of speech, but only says a few words to curse people to death? That's ridiculous!"
It's not Kang Jishou.
Everyone has learned a lot, but some people really know how to do autopsies.
I checked it up and down, inside and out, and came to the conclusion that the shit was so thick that it stuck to my throat and suffocated me to death.
Everyone: "..."
The person who did the autopsy and Qi Shan were known not to deal with each other, and they would never cover up for each other. So, was it really a surprise?
Qi Shan is not keen on "truth".
He said quietly: "Let's bury him properly."
Many people thought this farce was unlucky. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people who were not from the Qi Shan family, the three or two remaining kittens felt uncomfortable and went to the guest house to rest early. In the end, only Qi Shan was left. Guys, there are still several hours until dawn.
Those who play chess play chess, and those who play cards play cards.
Shen Tang refused to sit at the same table as Kang Shi.
Shen Tang played his cards: "How did you do it just now?"
How to cover the injuries on the corpse?
How can the autopsy results be concealed?
Qi Shan glanced at the two IOUs written by Shen Tang - he was good at playing and fun-loving, he was talking about the lord, and he lost immediately, even if he wanted to, he couldn't give in. Qin Li was very slow in playing cards, and Qi Shan waited casually Answer: "It was painted in the way of a scribe."
Qin Li seemed to be thinking about the cards, but in fact he was distracted.
Shen Tang looked around at the others: "The way of a scribe?"
Not many people know that there are two scribes in praying for good deeds.
Talking about this in public, has he changed his gender?
He was surprised: "You can actually deceive so many people?"
"After all, it is the perfect scribe's way."
Shen Tang: "???"
"When did this happen?"
Qin Li finally played his cards.
Even though he plays slowly, he is evenly matched with Qi Shan.
When Shen Tang suggested that it would be too boring to sit around and watch the New Year's Eve, Qin Li took the initiative to join the table and almost shocked her jaw.
Smoking, drinking, playing cards, you can actually do it!
All I need is a perm_(:з」∠)_
Qishan's yin and yang weirdness: "If Gongsu's complicated scribe's way can be perfected, let alone such a useless thing? It's a method that has no great effect. It's not used often. I forgot when."
Shen Tang: "..."
Qishan actually has the nerve to say that [Miaoshou Painting] is used sparingly?
No one here believed him.
This New Year was spent in chaos and noise.
When the rooster crows, Shen Tang has a lot more debts and writes a lot of IOUs. At first, she felt distressed, but later she became numb. Don’t worry if there are too many lice, just owe them what they owe. Kang Jishou is here, she can win That’s why the sun comes out in the west.
New Year's Day.
Avoid fishing and go to work.
The mansion that was bustling with activity last night was deserted this morning, without any joy, as if what happened last night was just a dream. The messengers of the gods left with the lead boxes, the members dispersed, and Shen Tang and others returned to their original appearance and set off back to the camp. .
Qi Shan was promoted to the head club, and the list of branch members in the northwest was obtained, as well as the intricate relationships between them. Shen Tang wanted to completely control the country under his rule, and some people wanted to be eradicated.
"Wuhui, was there anything unusual in the camp last night?"
As soon as I came back, I saw a new set of clothes sent by Chu Yao.
"Everything is fine, my lord, why don't you try on your new clothes?"
"The clothes are enough to wear." He said this, but he still tried it on. If it didn't fit, he had to modify it. However, "There is no tailor in the camp. Wuhui bought it outside?"
"self-made."
Shen Tang widened his almond-shaped eyes: "Did you do it yourself?"
"As soon as the New Year is over, my lord is eighteen, and it coincides with the change of Yuan Dynasty. It's more joy than joy, and the meaning is different." Chu Yao's needlework has been honed over the years in Yuehua Building, and he does all the sewing and mending by himself. , "My lord, have you thought about the year name?"
He said he wanted to, but in fact he just let Shen Tang choose.
It's just that she has been busy with things recently, and she completely forgot about it.
When Chu Yao mentioned it, she opened her eyes and told lies: "After much thought, I still feel that the word 'Yuanhuang' is the most popular."
"Then it's 'Yuanhuang'." Chu Yao wrote down the size data to be modified, "This year is the first year of 'Yuanhuang'."
Shen Tang thought briefly and shared with him what he had seen yesterday.
Chu Yao was not very interested in other content, but he was very interested in Wu Yuan's desire to buy grain seeds: "Bei Desert is ambitious. If we can get them to work together on this matter, we must not miss the opportunity."
Shen Tang smiled and said: "This is natural."
Chu Yao continued to talk about today's matters.
"A group of military doctors will be on duty this afternoon."
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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone. Have you eaten the mooncakes?
Alas, poor mushrooms are now losing weight and can’t eat moon cakes. They boil purple sweet potatoes, cabbage and prawns every day.