Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The coolness brought by the torrential rain quickly disappeared.

The muddy road has also been gradually dried up, leaving a deep pit once you step on it, but now turning your head, the footprints have become shallower and shallower, and the footprints left in the mud before have been completely preserved, allowing The tracker can easily find the escapee along the trail.

But now, the dead man was becoming more and more uncertain.

The person he was waiting for did not show up.

The forces he was worried about did not appear.

After Mipu's body was seen, several forces should have come to track down the account book's whereabouts, and they would never gain anything by rummaging in Mipu.At this time, the only clue is the murderer who killed the shopkeeper and the shop assistant.Who sent them, and what did they know about the ledger?

For the dead, the matter is very simple, as long as they hide the account books, kill the people from Sijia Mipu, and then at the right time, they bite the poison sac, die in the wilderness or some inn, and arrange everything It looks like the account books have been taken away, and the blame is placed on a certain force.

...but then an accident happened and everything went wrong.

The dead man stopped in his tracks. He found a big tree with dense foliage, and planned to use this place as his temporary hiding place.

He didn't feel guilty about killing his companion at all, and neither did his companion, because until the last moment, the companion thought it was a help.

In order to keep the secret, they must die.In order to mislead others, they need to die, because many people do not believe in the living, but believe in dead bodies.

And he shamefully escaped this death, he did not kill himself, he escaped.

The country roads are narrow and rugged, and there are few pedestrians.

About three hours later, the moon slowly climbed up Dongshan Mountain, and the only quiet thing around was the chirping of frogs and insects.

This is not right.

The dead man huddled in the canopy of the tree, and he began to wonder how long he was going to squat here.

When the moon was over, he had to admit a terrible fact, those two mysterious masters might not have chased after them.Or rather, they feel that they are insignificant.

Did those two people think that the account books they got were real?Judging from the expressions on the faces of those two who were sure they could write down the account books, it might be true.

"Damn it."

The dead man couldn't help cursing.

He is the only one who knows the real whereabouts of the account book. He thought he would be followed, chased, and interrogated, but now there is nothing?The mysterious master who bumped into him and killed him casually let him go, and the various forces that were supposed to chase him were nowhere to be seen.

This is like a big joke, when the opera singer in Liyuan took the stage, he found that there was no one to support him, and even the people who played with him were gone.

The dead men are puzzled, Piaoping Pavilion can't ignore the possibility of leaking their account books, Fengxing Pavilion will not miss this opportunity to grasp the secret, and others will not reject the gold.That is yellow gold!

The dead man who was about to grow on the tree fell into deep confusion.

At this time, a wild shop twenty miles away from the tree.

Carp carrying a bulging bag and carrying a soft, chubby gerbil in his arms, he pushed open the half-closed fence door of the wild store.

There are two dogs in the yard. They jumped up and barked to remind the owner.

The ink carp paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at them.

The dog sniffed suddenly, the barking became quieter, and then slowly approached the ink carp, tentatively spinning around his feet.

There was a faint sound in the wild store, as if someone had been awakened and turned over, muttering a few words in dissatisfaction.

Mo Li waited for a while, and found that there was really no movement inside, so he helplessly jumped over the two dogs trying to hug his feet, and knocked on the half-opened window directly.

Not long after knocking, an old voice shouted: "Sloth, get up, there's a guest!"

The wooden door creaked, and a man who looked like a buddy was holding a candlestick, and complained: "Where are the guests coming from in the middle of the night, the dogs are not barking, and most likely night owls or other things flew over to peck the door and knock on the window... ..."

The faintly bright candlelight reflected the figure of the ink carp. The clerk was so frightened that he almost knocked over the candlestick. In a panic, he tripped over the threshold and instinctively wanted to hold on to the door frame. However, the wooden door was in disrepair for a long time, and a piece of it was broken off by his right hand. .

"what!"

"What are you doing? What are you screaming for?"

There was a sound of crutches knocking on the ground from inside the door, and a shriveled old man poked his head out suspiciously.

It turned out that my dog ​​was lying on the lap of a stranger, and my buddy was sitting next to the dog with the dog. At first glance, I thought they were all subdued!

"Who?" The old man quickly picked up his crutches.

The ink carp who was mistaken for a bandit: "..."

Just now he reached out to support the buddy, and then let go when the buddy stood still. As a result, the guy's legs softened from fright, and he sat down on the ground.

"Hey, old man, you're being polite." Mo Li pressed the gerbils in his arms to prevent one from showing his head.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the ink carp with the faint light.

At this time, appearance played a big role, Mo Li's face didn't look like a robber at all, if he changed his clothes, he would think he was a son of a prince.But the people in the countryside didn't think so much, they only thought that Mo Li was a scholar, and he went out alone with his book bag on his back, and accidentally missed Sutou.

There were people like this in previous years.

The old man hurriedly put down his crutches, patted his chest and panted, "What kind of mystery is this? It scared the little old man! I thought it was the strongman from Ximianershan who came to the door!"

"Strong man?"

"Haha, it's nothing to worry about, scaring the hairless boy." The old man kicked the clerk and glared, "Why don't you go to boil the hot water?"

"Grandpa, the door... the door is broken." The man also saw Mo Li's face, and knew in his heart that he was probably making a joke, so he lowered his head and said cautiously.

The door of this wild store was so decayed that it looked like it was about to fall apart, which was why Mo Li only dared to knock on the window just now.

The old man went up to take a look, and immediately yelled into the buddy's ear: "I told you to act lightly, how can you do things so rough? This door is older than you, don't you know? This will bring you disaster, look at your mother How to deal with you!"

The clerk was crying, and Mo Li thought that this person was also frightened by him, so he couldn't help but said: "Boss, your door is really old..."

"Hey, if you don't go to the old ones, you won't come to the new ones, but people are old and have feelings for old things." The old man waved his hands and led the way tremblingly on crutches.

Given how nimble he was at copying the crutches just now, there was actually no need for this at all.

"Come on, come on, do you want some noodle soup? It's all included in the rent. It's a day's journey. Soak your feet in hot water, and then eat a bowl of noodles. Keep it from your forehead to the soles of your feet." The old man babbled Thinking quietly, he took the ink carp and walked to the backyard. There are only three tile-roofed houses in this kind of wild store, and all the guests who stay overnight have to sleep in the Datong shop.

"Old man, wait a moment. I'm going to drive overnight. I just want to buy some dry food, hot water, and some small things for the road."

Mo Li didn't want to enter the door, he was afraid that the killer of Piaoping Pavilion would really catch up and bring trouble to the people of this wild shop.

"Hey, in the middle of the night, the moon can't even illuminate the road clearly. How far can we go? Why don't you rest your feet and get a full sleep so you can go on your way!"

"Thank you old man, it's a matter of urgency and there should be no delay."

The old man yelled at the guy to go to the kitchen to get some pancakes, the fried ones, which are good for storage in hot weather.

"...fire folds, bamboo tubes, linoleum, and needles and threads."

The bamboo tube is used to fetch water, and the linoleum cloth is used to prevent rain and water. These are commonly used items when going out, and they are easily lost or used up.

The old man turned around and went inside to fetch it.

"Needle and thread, more thread." Mo Li hastily added.

This is what he needs most, everything else is just a cover-up.

Otherwise, it would be too bizarre for a young man to knock on the door in the middle of the night just to buy needlework.

"How much do you want, is a whole roll enough?" the old man asked in the back room.

Needlework is not cloth, and it is not disassembled for sale, but wild shop foot shops often sell their leftover needlework, so there are not many.

"Take two volumes, I'm afraid of losing them, and they don't take up much space anyway." Mo Li couldn't help using the nearby dialect.

The old man came out with a smile, and handed the things to Mo Li one by one, and said casually: "Where did you come from, the younger generation, and you are also from the surrounding area?"

Mo Li knew that his accent was not correct, and he could understand these dialects, but he still lacked enthusiasm in speaking them, after all, he didn't need them before.

He didn't answer, but instead asked about the way around.

There are often people who don't want to talk about their own affairs when they are away from home, and the old man didn't care, so he talked about the places leading to the southeast and northwest.

"Xiangsheng, are you lost?"

"That's not true. I just want to take a shortcut, but I'm afraid that I'll walk into a barren mountain with few people." Mo Li replied.

In fact, on the contrary, he just wanted to find no one to go.

"Just don't go southwest." The old man used the oil lamp to set up his abacus, and reported the amount of goods to Moli.

This price is naturally more expensive than buying directly from the peddler. Mo Li wanted to leave as soon as possible, so he didn't intend to bargain, so he just reached out to pay.

The fat mouse in its arms patted the doctor's chest with its paws. It felt that the price was too high, and the old man took the opportunity to earn too much!

At this time, the clerk came over with an oiled paper bag filled with pancakes, and the ink carp quickly held down the gerbil.

The old man's eyes are not working very well, but the young man is not the same. If he sees the clothes on his chest constantly bulging and screams in fright, he will be in trouble.

The ink carp put all the things away, the dry food was not stuffed in the bag, and there was new cloth that had been cut and not sewn inside!Even if everything is folded, it still takes up space, and the luggage is bulged.

"Really don't want to stay one more night?" The old man persuaded the man while calling the waiter to give it off with a lamp.

The gerbil thought angrily, the asking price for this broken house is so high that his doctor can't live there!

"It's not me. Our house is clean and tidy. Coincidentally, there are no guests tonight, except you...well, just one person. The house is very spacious, there is no peculiar smell, and the maintenance is satisfactory."

Mo Li couldn't stand such an enthusiastic businessman, so he left in a hurry.

The two dogs in the yard were reluctant to part, and almost ran away with Mo Li.

"Hold on, grab the rope quickly!" The old man tapped his cane and looked at Mo Li's back, puzzled.

When visitors usually come, the dogs bark after a long distance. Why are the two dogs turning their elbows out today, and they don't recognize their owners and don't even want a home?

"Grandfather, I'm looking at that man...he has an unusual identity." The man whispered.

"Stop talking and go to sleep."

The old man scolded, the man pouted, and left with a candle.

In order to greet the guests who might come in the middle of the night, the guys all slept at the door of the outhouse, and it was cooler here in hot weather.

The guy just lay down when he suddenly saw a figure standing straight behind.

He was so frightened that he almost rolled out of bed and covered his mouth so as not to yell.

Fortunately, the candle was not extinguished, and the man could barely see who this person was.

—A monk who came to stay overnight in the evening.

"Master, what is this?"

"Amitabha, I just heard the shopkeeper shouting. I thought I was in some trouble." The monk clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Because I heard that there were bandits on the nearby mountain when I came here, I couldn't help but worry about the safety of the donor."

"No, it's nothing." The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and forced a smile, "There are strong men in Ershan in the west, and they are all old calendars decades ago, but that place is very evil, plus There are old people who drink too much and like to pat the table and say that it’s fine to go to Ximian Ershan to be a strongman, and it’s been spread like this all the time, as if it’s true.”

The monk is extremely tall and looks powerful.

Even with a long white beard, he looked quite old, so the guy didn't dare to speak loudly in front of the monks.

Generally, inns do not do family business, because many people think that seeing monks and nuns will be unlucky. The same statement in the head.

Their wild store is not so particular, but they are not very happy. If it weren't for this man looking fierce, and there is really no business today, the room would be empty...

The monk chanted a sentence of Buddha and walked slowly to the guest room in the backyard.

"Walking silently, who do you want to scare to death?" The man complained, turned over and fell asleep.

Outside the wild store, the ink carp was walking, but suddenly stopped.

The gerbil poked its head out of the skirt suspiciously.

"In the wild store just now, I always felt that someone was watching me. Since there was no malice, I thought it was the shopkeeper and the clerk's wife..."

Thinking about it now, the other party's breath is too weak, unless it is a child.

The gerbil lazily patted the doctor twice, signaling Mo Li to be at ease.

Going to the wild store was a temporary idea, and the temporary idea was because there was no thread to sew clothes. How could someone be waiting for them there?Even if the other party is a peerless master with deep inner strength, it is possible to meet by accident.

"Forget it, let's go to the southwest first, which is said to be a relatively remote place." Mo Li subconsciously touched the gerbil.

Soft and feels great.

It's a pity that I can't watch the fat mouse fly the needle and thread... Oh, it's making clothes with a needle and thread.