Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 33
Zhao Hu stomped his feet and said: "What's the matter, how dare you let him know." Then he pushed the guard over: "You tell Mr. Gongsun yourself, what did you see in Jinhou Lane."

Gongsun Ce wondered, "Jinhou Lane? Isn't that the place where fine flowers flow?"

The officer replied: "Sir, you are right. I am on duty today to patrol Zhuque Street. Just now when I came back from the tour, I met Zhao Touer and Zhang Touer..."

Zhang Long asked anxiously: "Who asked you about the street patrol? Pick the most important thing, what did you see in Jinhou Lane?"

The guard was robbed by Zhang Long, and he stammered: "Look, I see... Jinhou Lane is holding a funeral..."

When Gongsun Ce said this, he was even more in a fog: "Is there a funeral? What kind of funeral? Why are you holding a funeral?"

The officer said: "The young one also thinks the same way, but he dare not go up and ask. The people of Xihualiu are always vicious. Mr. Zhang has ordered several times that people who see Xihualiu should avoid walking..."

This time it was Zhao Hu who was in a hurry, wishing he could smack the officer's head a few times: "Are you smart enough? No matter what Zhang Long tells you, you just tell Mr. what you heard."

The officer was yelled at by Zhao Hu, and he spoke in a smooth manner: "I heard from them that it was a funeral for the former master of Xihualiu."

Gongsun Ce was stunned: "The former head of the sect? Isn't that Duanmucui? Miss Duanmu stays in Yingzhou well, what kind of funeral do you want them to hold?"

Seeing that Gongsun Ce still couldn't get around the corner, Zhang Long said anxiously: "It's true to stay in Yingzhou well, but who knows if there will be some cunning monsters going to Yingzhou too? Mr. Gongsun, don't you forget nine days ago Regarding the matter, the "Yingzhou Map" was lost in the hands of Kaifeng Mansion."

Gongsun Ce said blankly, "That's right, it was the cat demon who threatened Miss Hongluan's life, so she was the guard..." Halfway through the conversation, Zhang Longyan stopped abruptly, watching Gongsun Ce's expression gradually change, and sighed: "Mister finally thought of it? Zhao Hu and I also thought of this, so we rushed to discuss it with him." He waved his hand and told the guard to go down.

Gongsun Ce was stunned for a while, then said: "You mean that the cat demon took the "Yingzhou Picture" and went to Yingzhou in order to harm... Miss Duanmu?"

After finishing the speech, he felt incredible, and without waiting for the two to answer, he said: "Impossible. Miss Duanmu has received countless monsters, how could she fall under the hands of the cat demon?"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu looked at each other, and Zhao Hu murmured: "If it's upright, I'm not afraid, but that cat demon is vicious and cunning, I'm afraid it will use some despicable means..."

Gongsun Ce just shook his head in disbelief: "What is the feud between the cat demon and Miss Duanmu, and he just took the "Yingzhou Picture" to kill her? It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense."

When Zhang Long saw Zhao Hu Qiqi Ai Ai, Gongsun Ce was full of suspicion, anxious and angry in his heart, and said loudly: "I don't care who the cat demon has made trouble with, but you say it's so good, why did Xihualiu do it for me?" Sister's funeral?!"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Gongsun Ce's whole body was shocked, and a chill went straight to his heart and lungs: That's right, why did Xihualiu hold a funeral for Duanmucui?

All three of them fell silent for a while, and when they were talking, they suddenly heard someone from behind ask: "You just said, who is Xihualiu holding a funeral for?"

Zhang Long was so frightened that he froze all over. It took him a long time to turn around, forced a smile at Zhan Zhao, and stuttered his words: "Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan, why is it so early today? Has the morning gone?"

"This is the time to disperse the court every day. You said just now, who is the funeral for Xihualiu?"

Zhang Long looked at Zhao Hu and Gongsun Ce as if asking for help. Zhao Hu coughed twice, lowered his head and began to study the toes of his shoes. Gongsun Ce pretended to be calm and watched a round of golden crows rise slowly. A song "Red Sun Ci" muddled past.

"I mean..." Zhang Long stammered, "I don't know who Xihualiu is holding the funeral for, but it must be that Wen Guwei's mana is too weak. If I, Duanmu sister, were here, how could I allow evildoers to hurt my disciples... "

"Really?" Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Hu.

"Yes...uh." Zhao Hu felt guilty.

"Mr. Gongsun?" Zhan Zhao was dubious.

"The two of them have never been used to Wen Guweiyu's behavior, so they said a few more words for a while." Gongsun Ce collected himself, "The Zhan guards haven't had breakfast yet, the kitchen should be preparing, or I'm going to urge..."

Zhan Zhao's inquiring eyes turned back and forth on Gongsun Ce's face, Gongsun Ce only felt his cheeks burn, and tried to keep his face calm.

"Alright, Mr. Lao." Zhan Zhao smiled lightly, turned and left.

a long time.

Zhang Long let out a sigh of relief.

Gongsun Ce also relaxed his breath.

Zhao Hu scratched his head, and said in confusion: "Brother Zhan said 'that's fine', shouldn't you go into the mansion for dinner? Why did you go out instead?"

Gongsun Ce opened his mouth, and suddenly yelled, "Quick... hurry up, he...he went to Xihualiu."

The lanterns under the eaves on both sides of Jinhou Lane have been removed, and from a distance, white lanterns with inscriptions on them are hung.

Wen Guweiyu, dressed in white fox fur, stood under the plaque of Xihualiu, with two disciples of Xihualiu next to him holding the long ladder, pointing his head up to the person on the top of the ladder who was exchanging red lanterns.

"Click to the left, yes, take off the hook, pass it, and turn it further..."

Standing under the steps were four strippers from Lantern Workshop, carrying a huge white lantern two by two. They were shivering in the cold wind, stomping their feet to keep warm. Suddenly they heard footsteps behind them. When they looked back, Recognizing that it was the Zhan guard from Kaifeng Mansion, he quickly moved to the side.

Zhan Zhao's eyes stopped on the white lantern in the hand of the bamboo strip maker, and Erqing raised his head to look at the plaque of Xihualiu.

The doorman at the top of the ladder was just unloading the red lantern, when he looked down at Zhan Zhao, hatred appeared on his face, his eyes turned strangely, ahhh, pretending to miss, the lantern smashed down on the top of Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao tapped his toes, jumped up lightly, caught the lantern in the air and put it down gently.The doorman at the top of the ladder jumped down and said bitterly, "Zhan Zhao, do you still have the face?"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and Wen Guweiyu said displeasedly: "Xihualiu is unlucky, how can he vent his anger on others at will? Why don't you go in?"

The doorman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly gave a piss, gave Zhan Zhao a hard look, turned around and strode into the mansion.The two people holding the ladder on the side also sneered, put away the ladder, and said to the strippers: "Bring the lantern in, and follow me to the cashier to pay the money."

After those people had gone far away, Wen Guweiyu let out a long sigh, turned to Zhan Zhao and said, "Master Zhan is a large number of people, don't argue with them—although they didn't follow Duanmu Sect Master from the beginning, they belong to the same line of Xihualiu , it’s bound to hurt.”

Zhan Zhao shook his head: "Zhan doesn't understand, please let Master Wen Gu make it clear."

"It's not surprising that you don't understand." Wen Guweiyu smiled, "It is said that there are unpredictable things in the sky. In fact, it is not difficult to guess when the wind will rise and when the clouds will spread. What is hard to guess is the course of the storm. Which innocent person will be affected—no one expected that the master of the Duanmu Sect would suffer such misfortune."

Zhan Zhao felt chills all over his body, his lips pursed a few times, but he couldn't speak.

"Speaking of it, it is destiny. Yingzhou has been a paradise overseas for thousands of years. Who would have thought that there was a monster coming last night, and Yingzhou was caught off guard, and there was almost chaos."

Wen Guwei sighed again and again, seeing Zhan Zhao's pale face at a glance, and sneered in his heart, and said, "Although the cat demon was finally captured, it is a great misfortune to lose a member of the Shangxian in Yingzhou. Interrogation Afterwards, I found out that the cat demon was able to visit Yingzhou by borrowing the power of "Yingzhou Picture". An opportunity to take advantage of..."

"How is Duanmucui?"

Wen Guwei was interrupted by Zhan Zhao in the middle of his words, he couldn't help being angry, and said with a sneer, "Master Zhan's question is so strange, can't you see my fine flowers flowing up and down to hold a funeral?"

Zhan Zhao raised his head abruptly: "Duanmu is the High Immortal of Yingzhou, how could he fall into the hands of the cat demon?"

"This is Master Zhan's ignorance." Wen Guwei gradually showed a cold expression, "The difference between gods and monsters is like the difference between good and evil in the world. Not all famous and righteous people are good players, and there are also unborn masters from evil and heretics. The master of the Duanmu Sect is not weak in mana, but it is inevitable to be careless—if I remember correctly, she was in danger when she subdued the gnat spirit before. This cat demon is extremely powerful and has a cunning mind. Who would have expected her to be in the dark Plotting against the Duanmu Gate Master?"

(End of this chapter)