My monsters are going to heaven

At exactly the right time, when the horizon began to turn red, the morning bell in Jinling Town rang again.

Dangdang, dangdang.

Still so clear and ethereal.

The two guards stationed at the gate of the clock tower looked at each other, their faces turning green.

Yesterday, the team searched all the places where people could hide in the bell tower, but there was no one inside.

They thought they hadn't slept all night and were chatting all the time waiting for a shift change, so it was impossible for anyone to jump up.

As soon as the shift-changing brother came, he went upstairs and checked again, but there was no one there.

The news of the bell ringing quickly spread throughout the town.

Most of the young people are fond of talking about strange stories and making many speculations for after-dinner conversation, but the old people's expressions turn pale when they talk about it, and they keep it secret.

According to "Jinling Local Chronicles", the Jinling Bell has chimed many times since ancient times.It's just that after every self-sounding, it will bring disaster.The records of earlier years have been lost, and there have been two in the last few hundred years.In the year that Huang Taiji entered the pass, the great bell of Jinling rang for three consecutive days. Not long after, Qingquan County experienced heavy rain for several days. Other places were fine. Only Jinling Town was flooded, and it only receded in half a month. The young, old, weak, women and children are all missing.Also, during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, a month after the Jinling Great Bell rang, a plague swept through the entire town, causing more than half of the deaths and injuries.Those who survived are the ancestors of today's people in Jinling Town.This is also the reason why the previous volumes of "Jinling Local Chronicles" are incomplete - floods washed away the accumulated codes, and those who knew those histories had already been brought underground by disasters before they had time to re-edit the volumes of the local chronicles .

For a while, the chiming bell inevitably made people panic.

Lu Yiming didn't take it seriously.He read all the existing volumes of Jinling Local Chronicles when he was young. Each volume of this book was written by different people, and their styles are completely different. .It's probably just a coincidence that these things happened one after the other.

Since the flood, the surrounding area of ​​Jinling Town has been dredged and embanked, and it has not been flooded for hundreds of years.Besides, the times are advanced now, and the plague is not so difficult to treat.What are you afraid of?

But it is indeed strange that the bell can ring by itself.Can't it be the wind blowing?worthy of study.

In the afternoon, Lu Yiming was called by Sister Chen to the shop for a drug test. Kim Poro was taking a nap, so Lu Yiming went to the street alone.

As he passed the corner, when he looked up, a gray shadow bumped into him.

"Ang!" Fortunately, the gray shadow reacted quickly and turned around in time, just brushed past Lu Yiming's shoulder and stopped, the speed made the wind roar.

Lu Yiming was very surprised. He took a few steps back and took a closer look. It turned out to be Mo Laodao and his little gray donkey again.

Mo Laodao rode sideways on the donkey, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, on which a carrot was hung with a rope.

Seeing that it was Lu Yiming, Mo Laodao and the donkey were obviously taken aback.

"Young Master Lu!" Mo Laodao stroked his beard and laughed, "It seems that we are destined for each other." After a pause, he tugged at the donkey's ears and said, "It's my little flower who is rude again, so please don't blame Young Master Lu."

"It's okay," Lu Yiming patted his clothes, "You donkey, don't you belong to the horse?" Zhao Laoer's yellow puma might not run as fast as it.

Mo Laodao looked at Lu Yiming, a trace of surprise flashed in his bright eyes, and then he smiled half-smile, "Master Lu, you have something on you."

Lu Yiming looked down at himself inexplicably, "Could it be dirty somewhere?"

"Oh, no, no, old man, I mean, on you," Mo Laodao lowered his voice, "There are bugs." While Lu Yiming wasn't paying attention, he waved his dead branch-like right hand over Lu Yiming's left ear.

When Lu Yiming reacted, Lao Dao had already caught a small beetle the size of a sesame seed between the index finger and thumb of his right hand.

Mo Laodao quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with his left hand, threw the beetle into it, and put the plug on it.

"Good stuff, ho ho. Thank you, Young Master Lu." Mo Laodao smiled happily.

Lu Yiming touched his left ear, and was even more confused, "What kind of insect is that?" He didn't know when it crawled on his head.

Mo Laodao put the porcelain bottle back into his arms, "This worm is called 'Gambling Ghost'. It is the medicine I need to practice talismans." After a pause, "This thing, attached to people, people will be addicted to gambling. Like fate, you can't stop even if you lose your fortune. Have you ever gambled?"

Lu Yiming was secretly startled, he didn't really believe it, and he still responded politely: "Oh, it seems that he has gambled." He said a few words and left.

Looking at the back of Lu Yiming leaving, Mo Laodao couldn't help but twirled his beard and muttered: "The bones are clear, the skin is fine and fleshy, it's a good skin." After saying that, he lowered his head and tugged at the donkey's ears, "Do you like it? "

Lu Yiming returned home after taking the medicine, and walked around the corner of East Street, when someone stopped him from afar.

"Yo, isn't this Yiming?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Yiming didn't want to turn his head back, but after thinking about it, he stopped and turned around and smiled at the man, "Oh, Hongsheng."

General Changsheng of the casino, the second son of the Zhao family's gambling house, the second son of Zhao, whose name is Zhao Hongsheng.

Zhao Laoer and two attendants stood in front of the restaurant and waved to Lu Yiming.

It is said that he gambled away the seven pharmacies of Lu Ji, and then sold them to Anji Pharmacy, Lu Ji's arch-nemesis.Now that Lu Ji is completely defeated, An Ji Pharmacy is the only one, and the momentum is getting better and better. It is said that several branches have been opened in the provincial capital.On the other hand, Lu Ji is barely supported by the old store in Zhendong, and he doesn't know how long he can survive.

Lu Yiming also heard people say that Zhao Laoer is a veteran who has made a fortune, and he once boasted behind his back: Those second-generation ancestors bet on me and let them win. They're happy together, and I'll guarantee them to lose most of them. In this way, they will most likely not be able to bear the big shots in a few rounds!

But when it comes to this matter, flies don't bite seamless eggs, he, Lu Yiming, is obsessed with gambling, committing crimes on his own, and can't live.

Zhao Laoer didn't see Lu Yiming's thoughts at all, and came up to chat with him happily, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I seem to be more energetic. Let's go, go to my house to play a few games."

Lu Yiming originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he responded with a smile.

I bet three or four small hands, and sure enough I won all of them.

Zhao Lao Er began to flirt with those followers and smiled unusually.

Lu Yiming usurped the hundreds of dollars he won, thinking about how to get out.

Strange to say, when he came to gamble in the past, he was always itchy and unbearable. He always felt that he could kill all directions with one move.Today, my heart is as clear as a mirror, neither anxious nor irritable, not itchy.

"Yiming, you've won so much, it looks like you're lucky." Zhao Laoer really changed the subject, trying to lure him into a trap, "You..."

Lu Yiming's face suddenly changed, and he called out: "It's bad, it's bad, just now Sister Chen asked me to come out to make soy sauce, but I've been playing for so long, it's a bad thing! I'll go back and have a look, and I'll come back tomorrow to make a big bet with you." .” Regardless of how ugly Zhao Laoer’s face was, he ran out.

Walking on the road, touching the dozens of yuan in his pocket, Lu Yiming smiled brighter than the sun.

Money, a little bit is a little bit.Take it easy.

After a while, I will buy some floral cloth for Sister Chen to make new clothes, and when I have time, I will go to the neighboring town to buy some gold for Ah Jin.

Lao Fengxiang was originally the only gold shop in the town.Chu Youcai was frightened as soon as the incident of the golden thread corpse gu happened, and he suffered a serious illness. He is still recuperating at home, and the shop has been vacant.No gold can be bought in the entire Jinling Town.Every time he passed by Lao Fengxiang's empty shop, Ah Jin couldn't help but take a look at the store.Although he didn't say it, he definitely wanted it in his heart.

Thinking of the childish radiance on Ah Jin's face when he chewed the gold, Lu Yiming couldn't help but curl his lips.

In other words, is what the old Taoist said true?The events of the afternoon flashed through Lu Yiming's mind, and he touched his left ear.

Previously, every time Lu Yiming thought of the word "gambling", Lu Yiming was ready to move, wishing he could go to the gambling house and roll the dice again.Relying on the few strands of guilt towards the ancestors in the bottom of my heart to restrain myself.Several times, people rushed to the door of the gambling house. When they thought of their father, sister Chen, and the only remaining shop, they gritted their teeth and forced themselves to go back, which made their teeth ache.

Ever since the old man took Xiaochong away, Lu Yiming's heart seemed to calm down when he read the word "gambling", just like other words.

... This old way really has some skills.

Qingquan County East District Police Station.

Wen Yuan reported the new discovery to the boss who was still immersed in rage: "I checked again, and found that there seemed to be something missing in the list of the Chen Manor."

Li Feiyun hummed absently, "What's missing?"

"Ledger and pawn list."

Li Feiyun's eyes lit up suddenly.

Such a large pawnshop, of course, is impossible without ledgers and checklists.The property is all there, but it is not a coincidence that such an important thing is missing.

But the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and he cursed: "Everyone is dead, and the list of accounts has been taken away, how can we check it!"

"But we have grasped the motive, so we have a general direction." Wen Yuan continued unhurriedly, "Obviously, there are key clues in the ledger and list. The biggest possibility is... Chen Ji Pawn Shop He found something shady, and the other party killed people to keep it secret. Otherwise, with his ability, if he just wanted to get the thing back, it would be easy, and there would be no need to use such a ruthless hand."

Li Feiyun fully agrees with his speculation.

"In addition," Wen Yuan said, "the clerks of Chen Ji Pawn Shop usually live in the Chen Mansion, and almost all of them have been murdered. So dodged a bullet. From the ledgers and lists, he might know something."

Li Feiyun nodded, "What about Zheng Qinghe? Do you think he is in the same group?"

Wen Yuan sighed, and said flatly: "Based on what I know about him, I think he is an idiot and should have nothing to do with the case."

The author has something to say: Oh oh!Ah Jin slept through a chapter!God! !