Xiao Ci handed over two bowls of coins, stuffed the purse he had just stolen from someone else into his arms, and asked with a smile: "Do you know who Tianyin Village has offended to end up like this?"
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The owner of the hand-cooking stall quickly scooped the cooked hand-cooked hand into a big bowl with seasonings, poured soup over it, and then said: "Who knows this? There are different opinions in the rumors.
Some said that they offended bandits from some mountain, and some said that they had offended gods, ghosts, etc. Anyway, if the guest passed by there, he would have stayed far away. I also heard that there are still people in that village.
It's a wicked thing."
Two bowls of hot rice noodles were put on the table. Xiao Ci pushed the bowls to Song Qinghuan, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you say this?"
The boss looked around for a moment, then sat down next to Xiao Ci and whispered: "It turns out that when the incident first happened in this village, the government arranged for more than a dozen government officials to go there, but all of them died there.
Those who went later didn’t come back alive, do you think it’s strange?”
After saying a few words, the boss stopped when he saw some diners coming over and went back to work.
Song Qinghuan stirred the pepper in the bowl and took a bite. He felt that the taste was not enough, so he scooped out another spoonful of chili pepper. Seeing Xiao Ci's serious face, he said: "There is no one who cannibalize others. Most of them are the ones who saw the murderer."
Just shut up."
Xiao Ci sat upright and didn't say anything. He just took a spoonful of chili sauce and swallowed it. He choked and coughed after taking a mouthful. After a while, he said, "Why didn't I know you can eat spicy food so well?"
Song Qinghuan was not picky about food on weekdays. She would eat whatever food was provided in the house, and she almost never asked for it.
Xiao Ci's taste was light, Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong followed him, and Song Qinghuan followed suit and ate light. Occasionally, he bought some food from stalls on the street with a little spicy food, but no one paid attention to it.
Song Qinghuan stayed in Tianyin Village for a few days. Although he ate a variety of food and was never hungry, he didn't know how the seasonings tasted. As he spoke, he ate more than half of the bowl. When he heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "You
There are still many things I don’t know.”
For example, she is not the eldest lady of the Song family.
Xiao Ci glanced at her but didn't say anything. He just pushed his bowl with chili in front of her and ordered another bowl.
Song Qinghuan didn't dislike it, but actually brought it to eat. It turned out that when he was wandering around with his master and had no money, he couldn't even eat a bowl of hot Chao Shou, or even a dry steamed bun.
Therefore, she has developed the habit of not wasting since she was a child. Even now that she has become the eldest lady of the Song family and Princess Rui, living a life of fine clothing and fine food, and no longer having to worry about three meals a day, this habit has not changed.
Xiao Ci took a few sips of the soup with the newly brought soup. He looked up and saw that Song Qinghuan didn't dislike his saliva at all, and couldn't help but curl up his lips again and smile.
The two simply filled their stomachs, bought some dry food for preparation, and used the remaining silver to buy an ox cart, and then headed to Nanrui Prefecture.
Just now, Xiao Ci asked about Tianyin Village and found out that the two of them were in Qizhou, which is adjacent to Ruizhou. According to the speed of the ox cart, it would take two days to go to Ruizhou Mansion.
The ox-cart was much simpler than the horse-drawn carriage. It didn't even have a carriage. Song Qinghuan was lying on the haystacks at the back. When he looked up, he saw the back of Xiao Ci driving the cart. He couldn't help but giggle: "Uncle Jiu, look at your posture.
It's quite similar to that. When I get back, I'm going to have a good time talking to Brother Tongchuan and Sister Tong."
Xiao Ci twitched his lips, looked at her sideways, and hummed: "We are only half equal to each other."
Song Qing laughed happily and Xiao Ci looked like a coachman, so what was the coachman’s wife?
After all, Qizhou is still some distance away from Ruizhou. The rains in the past few days were not as severe as in Ruizhou. This time the floods in Ruizhou only caused some small-scale flooding in Qizhou, but others were fine.
Xiao Ci's journey while driving the bullock cart was uneventful, and he didn't see any families suffering from the heavy rain.
Because this trip was almost safe, the two of them looked relaxed and talked and laughed along the way.
After traveling for a day, I wanted to find a farmhouse to stay at night, but when I took out my money bag, I found it was empty, so I had no choice but to commit myself to a dilapidated earth temple.
Song Qinghuan put the steamed buns he bought during the day on the fire with branches to bake, but complained: "It's all your fault. You should have bargained with others when buying the oxcart. At least save some money for self-defense. We should also
I won’t have to sleep on the floor again."
Xiao Ci unloaded the haystacks from the oxcart and laid them on a clean ground in the temple, just in time to sleep at night. Hearing this, he said, "You are quite smart. Why didn't you counteroffer then?"
, I’m just saying this now when I’m almost in Ruizhou, it’s just an afterthought.”
Song Qinghuan was scolded mercilessly until he was speechless. He grunted twice and threw two sticks of firewood into the fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're so annoying. I'll have this cow killed when I turn around."
, eat beef three meals a day."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old cow that was tied to the door let out a few fierce barks, and the cow's hooves made a muffled sound when it stepped on the ground.
Song Qinghuan was startled by the sound and said hurriedly: "This cow can't possibly understand what I'm saying."
Xiao Ci looked solemn and said, "I can't say for sure." Then he said, "I'll go outside and take a look."
While he was talking, the man had already gone out, but he came back in a moment later. Without waiting for Song Qinghuan to react, he put out the fire in the ruined temple and pulled Song Qinghuan to hide behind a stone pillar.
Song Qinghuan was still holding the freshly heated steamed buns in her hand. She was confused by Xiao Ci's operation. She looked sideways at Xiao Ci and was about to speak, but he covered his mouth.
The palm of his hand was soft, but with a bit of coolness. Song Qinghuan's mind froze, and he immediately did not dare to move again.
Within a moment, several men in black rushed into the ruined temple from outside.
Due to the pitch darkness in the temple, I couldn't see my figure clearly, I could only see the shining knife swinging around.
These people first stepped forward to inspect the extinguished fire, and then someone said, "The four of you will chase outside. The two of you will search this ruined temple inside and outside."
Several people responded in unison, and then the person who spoke dodged out along with the four people in the lead.
But there were still two people in the ruined temple.
Xiao Ci removed his hand from Song Qinghuan's mouth, tightened the dagger at his waist, and stared at the two people who were lighting fire sticks and searching in the ruined temple.
Song Qinghuan didn't know why she met the men in black again. The origin of these men in black was worth her doubts.
The light of Huozhezi was getting closer and closer to the hiding place of the two of them. Xiao Ci frowned and whispered: "Don't move."
Immediately, his body flashed, and the cold light of the dagger in his hand appeared, and there was only a muffled sound of falling to the ground. Another man in black was alarmed, turned around suddenly, and subconsciously swung the knife over, slashing at Xiao.
