Holy Bone

Chapter 77 Today I, Mr. Zhao, paid the bill
Monk Park Ji looks like he's messing around in the hook bar.

As soon as he came to the hook bar.

He was surrounded by crowds of people.

Then a group of people creaking, creaking, stepping on the wooden stairs, all the way to the second floor of the God Building.

The positions in the check box are divided into several grades.

Ordinary seats on the first floor, and Qinglong seats in the first row of gold.

Then there is the God Building on the second floor facing the platform.

Therefore, Monk Park Zhi, who was surrounded by people on the second floor, did not notice Jin An and the old Taoist priest sitting in the ordinary seats on the first floor.

On the contrary, those literati, elegant scholars, and scholars all showed disdain when they saw Monk Park Zhi.

Jin An rubbed his chin.

It seems that the monk Pu Zhi who he rescued at the beginning is now very happy in Goulan, Changxian County?
At this time, the discussions of the surrounding tables fell into Jin An's ears.

It turns out that this Monk Park Zhi is the real-life version of Zhao Gongzi, who is generous and generous.

In Kangding country, one or two grains of silver can be exchanged for ten coins.

One thousand two hundred coppers is a piece of money, that is, a tael of silver.

Ten thousand sons is equal to ten taels of silver.

This is no ordinary spending money.

This is already a waste of money.

The flowers that go out are all white and silver.

This monk Pu Zhi made a lot of money, and his money was like dung. He raised the price and insulted the gentleman. Naturally, he offended those literati.

vulgar.

vulgar.

Too rough.

How can I wait for poetry to be elegant and elegant.

But I can't stand it, even monks have money these days.

Money is not everything in this world.

But money can do whatever you want.

Looking at Monk Park Zhi who spends a lot of money, Jin An pondered, it seems that the shadow escort is indeed the same as the old Taoist priest, it is very profitable, but the death rate of disability is too high.

One was destroyed by the group and became five mummified corpses.

One was still killed by a group of people, and the human skin was stripped off and hung in the desert Populus euphratica forest.

The money comes and goes quickly.

The wealth made by the dead, Yang is not tired, after all, he can't keep it.

Fortunately, the county magistrate Zhang of Chang County generously presented him with 300 taels of silver. Jin'an can be considered a moderately rich man. Small landlord, so Jin An is not envious of Monk Pu Zhi at all.

At this time, Li Yanchu, who had temporarily left his seat earlier, suddenly came over in a dark mood.

"It's dead."

Li Yanchu lowered his voice, only Jin An and the old Taoist heard.

The short three words made the hearts of Jin An and the old Taoist sink together.

This is not the place to talk, Jin An immediately understood Li Yanchu's eyes, so he brought the old Taoist priest and followed Li Yanchu out of the hook.

Before Jin An was about to walk out of the hook, he glanced at the pianist who was wearing a thin shirt.

He glanced at Monk Park Zhi who was drinking flower wine and focused on the light-shirted and thin-clothed pianist in the stands.

Jin Anxin flashed doubts.

Did he really think wrong?

……

When the hook bar was cleared, Li Yanchu explained the reason to Jin An and the old Taoist priest.

"Last night in Goulan, it seems that a clerk died."

"It seems?" Jin An looked at Li Yanchu suspiciously.

Li Yanchu explained calmly: "This morning, Cai He seemed to hear Goulan and other little sisters panic and shouted that they were dead. But after that, the matter was suppressed, and she explained to herself that there were no dead people, saying that someone did it. Nightmares are rambling."

"But there is one thing that makes me suspicious. The people I used to manage the Goulan can occasionally call Caihe to come out to see me. But today, I haven't even seen Caihe, and the Goulan Inner Court now manages it. Yan, Cai He can't get out at all, so I can only have someone secretly send out a note, and then I know that something seems to have happened in the hook bar."

"Goulan seems to deliberately handle this matter in a low-key manner. Today, as if nothing happened, we continue to open the door as usual to welcome guests."

With that said, Li Yanchu took out a note from his sleeve.

Jin An looked at the contents of the note. Except for some love words about men and women, the rest of the contents were the same as what Li Yanchu said.

With a note as a carrier, after all, the text is limited and cannot be elaborated.

So the above is just a brief and roughly mentioned sentence that the hook bar is suspected of being dead.

Li Yanchu was concerned about the safety of Cai He, and Cai He told him that some strange things had happened in Goulan. Li Yanchu was worried that the murderer would find Cai He, so he looked at Jin An and the old Taoist for help, and anxiously asked what to do next ?
"Where's the corpse of the clerk?"

Jin An put forward the most important point: "If a person dies, you should dispose of the corpse, right? Now that the weather is getting hot, you can't hide the corpse in the hook all the time. In a few days, the smell of corpse will be covered up. Can't hide it."

Li Yanchu said with certainty: "I'm sure that Goulan did not report to the yamen that there was a dead person today."

"If there is a report of the death of someone, I will be in office today, and I will definitely hear some wind. It is impossible to be so calm."

To determine whether Goulan has ever died today.

It's simple.

People who die in vain will definitely have grievances after they die.

If the corpse is really hidden in the hook bar, there will definitely be death.

Jin An only needs to look at the Qi technique.

"Do you know where is the closest to the inner courtyard of Goulan?" Jin An asked Li Yanchu.

Today, Jin'an's Taoism is low, and the qi-watching technique can't see too far. It can only be nearsighted, not far.

Next, Li Yanchu took the two behind him, twisting and turning all the way, into an alley, and finally into a dead end.

"Master Jin'an, behind this wall is the inner courtyard of Goulan." Li Yanchu said.

Jin An immediately performed a Wang Qi technique.

result.

Above the inner courtyard of the hook fence, there is no black gas lingering around, and it is very clean.

"It's weird." Jin An frowned.

"What are you staring at, little brother?"

"Could it be that just staring at you can solve the case?"

The old Taoist looked at Jin An strangely.

Old Daoist didn't know about Jin'an meeting qishu.

After all, "Guang Ping You Said Synaesthesia" is a forbidden book confiscated by the imperial court.

Unless Jin An wanted to be wanted by the imperial court across the country, like the flower-picking thief and the Jiang Yang thief, would he tell people everywhere that he had a forbidden book.

"That old man, I'll take a few more glances... Hey, today's sun is so poisonous, and the old man's eyes shed tears. Sure enough, only the human heart and the sun can't look directly."

The old Taoist lowered his head and rubbed his tears, screaming in pain.

When the old Taoist raised his head again, his eyes had been rubbed red like two round rabbit eyes, and the dry tears were still gushing out of his eyes, Jin Anle said: "Old Taoist, let me tell you a story. "

"What?"

The old Taoist was confused at first, but he had an epiphany with a solemn face: "I understand the old Tao!"

"Little brother, you want to use storytelling as an analogy to tell the truth about the case, right!"

Jin An smiled: "A friend came from afar, the male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurry."

"Ugh?"

The old Taoist didn't react at first, but when he saw Li Yanchu snickering beside him, he reacted, but the more anxious he was, the more tears in his red eyes kept pouring out.

The old Taoist jumped to his feet in a hurry.

have to.

This is more and more the male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred.

Jin An was worried that the old Taoist would be really annoyed, so he hurriedly said: "Old Taoist, I'm treating you to a guest. We will stay at Goulan Washi tonight. I want to see, what secrets are hidden in this Goulan Washi?"

The old Taoist burst into tears when he heard this.

Jin An: "..."

Li Yanchu was only envious at this time. As an ordinary yamen with only three dollars a month, he had always heard that if he could use poetry to persuade or spend a lot of money to persuade the Qing Dynasty clerk in the Goulan who only showed his art but not his body, he would You can stay overnight, then there will be a special program, and you can do whatever you want that night.

But the cost of a night, it is said that only the head of the yali can afford it.

"If Brother Li doesn't have an appointment tonight, I'll go back to Master Zhao to listen to the music tonight. Today, Young Master Zhao will pay the bill, and I'll ask Brother Li and Lao Dao to listen to the music."

Jinanhao crosses the road.

(End of this chapter)