Daily life in Kaifeng dormitory

"I don't know if I heard it disappeared." Feng Qian said: "These are just legends. I also heard from my elders. Later, the custom continued and sacrificed every year. I just didn't expect that the day before this year's sacrifice Today, something like this happened.”

"Oh, that's right," Feng Qian said again: "I heard that the totem was inherited from that time. The elders said it seemed to be a symbol of the water god, so when offering sacrifices, some people would engrave the totem on the place where the offerings were stored. on the box."

Ni Yexin nodded and said, "So that's the case."

Chi Long scratched the back of his head, but he couldn't hear it, so he continued to bury his head in his meal.

After everyone finished eating, Feng Qian stood up and said: "Sirs, if you have free time now, please come with me. I will show you my second brother's room first. I'm afraid the adults in the yamen will come back later." arrive."

"Okay." Ni Yexin was the first to stand up, scaring Chi Long on his right.

Ni Yexin looked very positive, Feng Qian smiled at him, and then walked out, Ni Yexin followed closely, and walked side by side with Feng Qian when going out.However, the entrance is not that big, and there are two grown men, although they are not considered strong and big, but they are both of broad shoulders, so it is inevitable that it will be a little crowded.

Feng Qian suddenly gasped with a "hiss—" and raised his right hand to cover his left forearm.

Because of the narrow space, his left arm accidentally hit the door frame. Ni Yexin immediately leaned over and said, "Mr. Feng? What's the matter? Are you okay? Did I squeeze you?"

"All right?" Feng Qian shook his head and said.

As Ni Yexin said, she wanted to reach out to touch Feng Qian's left arm, but Feng Qian blocked it.

Feng Qian said: "I hit the wound, it's nothing."

In fact, the wound has been around for a long time, and it should have healed long ago.However, because Feng Qian didn't deal with it in time at that time, the wound was infected and there were some signs of suppuration. The situation is not optimistic, and it has not recovered quickly.

Feng Qian said: "My lords, please come this way."

Feng Qian personally led them out of the hall, and then went to the place where Feng Gu lived before.

Ni Yexin didn't follow up immediately this time, and looked at Feng Qian's back with a bit of heartache.

Murong Changqing stood up slowly with an indifferent face, walked out of the hall, and gave Ni Yexin a squinting look.

Ni Yexin quickly grabbed his sleeve and asked: "Murong Hero, look at the injury on his arm, is it fake?"

Murong Changqing sneered, and said, "You've touched it all, and you still don't know if he's just pretending?"

Ni Yexin: "..."

Ni Yexin said very seriously and firmly: "I didn't touch it!"

"Heh—" Murong Chang sneered again with disdain.

Ni Yexin said again: "I didn't touch Feng Qian's arm, but I did touch it with my hand."

Murong Changqing: "..."

The sneer on Murong Changqing's face froze.

Ni Yexin continued: "It feels slippery to the touch. Although it's not as soft as a girl's hand, it looks well maintained. There are no calluses, smooth and tender. It should be just reading and writing at ordinary times, and I don't have the habit of practicing martial arts... ...Ah! How did you go away!"

Ni Yexin was still analyzing, Murong Changqing didn't say a word, and walked away. When he was talking, he had already walked a long way.

Everyone walked all the way to the place where Feng Gu lived. In fact, Feng Gu and Feng Qian lived in the same courtyard, and the rooms were next to each other.The courtyard next door is a small courtyard, which is used for storing things on weekdays, and there is also a room in it, which is Feng Gu's study.

Feng Qian said: "He used to have a study in this yard, but it has been useless for a long time. When he was busy, he came home very late, and he didn't go to bed when he got home. He was afraid of disturbing my rest, so he was next to him. A study room was set up in the courtyard, and he used to deal with things there a while ago."

Ni Yexin said, "Let's take a look at where he lives first."

Feng Qian nodded, opened the door for them, and said, "This is it."

Feng Gu's room is next to Feng Qian's. The interior is quite simple, and it looks like there is almost nothing there. Few decorations can be seen, and they are all necessities.

Ni Yexin walked in and said, "Mr. Feng, is your relationship with your second brother good?"

"My mother gave birth to our two brothers, so the relationship is naturally good." Feng Qian said.

Ni Yexin said: "Oh, have you always been this good? Don't you quarrel?"

Feng Qian smiled and said, "Of course it's noisy, but those are small things, and the past is the past."

"It's true." Ni Yexin said.

There is nothing to see in Feng Gu's room. Although Ni Yexin has never met Feng Gu, he feels that Feng Gu and Feng Qian are actually two very different people. Although they may look alike, the inner difference is obvious.

Feng Gu was very cautious, everything in the room was neat and tidy, it could even be said to be very regular and rigorous, and he didn't seem to be very interested in anything, the room was empty.

They were looking at the room when the servant of the Feng family trotted over and said, "Eldest young master, two adults have come to the yamen."

The two arrests from the yamen came quickly, presumably to invite Ni Yexin and the others to the yamen to look at the corpse.

Ni Yexin heard this, and said: "Chi Long Zhao Yin, you two go over first, I have to look here again."

Zhao Yin nodded and said, "Okay."

Feng Qian said: "Master Ni, please do as you please. I will take the two adults to the front hall first. My second brother's study is in the courtyard next door. Just enter the first room in the courtyard."

"Okay, okay, you guys go first, I'll follow after I've seen it." Ni Yexin waved his hand.

Chi Long and Zhao Yin followed Feng Qian to meet the people in the yamen.

Murong Changqing folded his hands on his chest, with a cold face, he raised his steps and was about to follow Chi Long and Zhao Yin. Ni Yexin quickly stopped him and said, "Hero Murong, come with me."

Ni Yexin grabbed Murong Changqing's sleeve to prevent him from leaving, and when the three left, he whispered, "Hero Murong, we can't go over."

"Why?" Murong Chang frowned affectionately.

Ni Ye was mysterious, and whispered: "Last night, when we were inspecting the mummy at night, I touched the autopsy tool, and then forgot to straighten it."

Murong Changqing: "..."

When they left last night, they returned the yellow talisman at the door, making it very original. They just didn't want others to know that someone had been here yesterday, so as not to cause any trouble.

The result is now...

Murong Changqing looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Ni Yexin waved his hand and said, "Impossible, how could I do it on purpose." He snickered as he spoke, with malicious intentions on his face.

The people in the yamen were afraid of ghosts, so they posted a lot of yellow talismans. When they got up in the morning, they found that the autopsy tools beside the mummy were crooked. .

Ni Yexin was just watching in Feng Gu's room, and walked out of the room with Murong Changqing, and walked to the courtyard next to him.

The two courtyards are next to each other, separated by a wall, and it is very close to go around.

Murong Changqing walked in front, and Ni Yexin walked behind him. When passing by the courtyard gate, Ni Yexin suddenly raised his hand to grab Murong Changqing's right wrist.

"Squeak!"

"what--"

Ni Ye was so distressed that he yelled loudly.

Murong Changqing was also taken aback, and immediately let go of his hand, saying, "What are you doing? Don't die."

Murong Changqing reacted quickly, the moment Ni Yexin's finger touched his wrist, he subconsciously turned his hand to pinch Ni Yexin's protruding wrist, and then twisted it.

Then he heard the sound of bones "crispy and crispy" and Ni Yexin's cry of pain, so he quickly let go.

Ni Ye was so distressed that he broke out in a cold sweat, and said, "I just... want to touch your hand."

Murong Changqing: "..."

Murong Changqing subconsciously glanced at his own hand, then at Ni Yexin's hand, and said with a dark face: "You stretch your hand from the back to touch the pulse gate on my wrist, I didn't twist your wrist directly and it's done." It's a good thing."

Ni Yexin raised his right hand and said, "But it's already swollen like a pig's trotter."

"It deserves it." Murong said affectionately.

Ni Yexin pretended to be aggrieved and said: "I don't touch your hand from the back, but do you let me touch your hand from the front?"

Murong Changqing: "..."

Ni Yexin said again: "If I touch your hand from the back, I'm only in danger of being broken by you. But if I touch your hand from the front, I'm in danger of being broken by your neck."

Murong Changqing: "..."

Ni Yexin spoke clearly and logically, but Murong Changqing didn't know how to communicate.

Ni Yexin's right hand was indeed very swollen, but Murong Changqing reacted quickly and let go of his hand immediately, but he didn't really twist it off.

Murong Changqing took a step forward, Ni Ye's heart was agitated, he took a step back and said, "Hero, I'm just saying, I don't want to touch your hand directly."

Murong Changqing: "..."

Murong Changqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, reached out his hand like lightning, and grabbed Ni Yexin's swollen wrist.

Ni Yexin immediately yelled and said, "It hurts, it hurts, I can't hurt it anymore."

"Be honest." Murong Chang said displeased, "I'll show you if it's misplaced."

Ni Ye frowned in distress, but soon burst out laughing.

Murong Changqing didn't even raise his eyelids, and said expressionlessly: "Don't move around, don't use too much force on your right wrist recently."

Ni Yexin nodded, his right wrist did not move, but he raised his fingers with difficulty, and scratched the palm of Murong Changqing's hand that was helping him to check the injury.

Murong Changqing: "..."

A lot of blue veins appeared on the back of Murong Daxia's hand.

Ni Ye took another breath in distress, but it was worth it, and said, "Hero Murong, your hands are even harder, with many calluses."

"Snapped--"

Murong Changqing slapped his hands away and said, "Go touch someone else."

Ni Yexin hurriedly followed Murong Changqing to the next yard, and said, "Hero Murong, I heard that men whose ring fingers are longer than their middle fingers are not good at expressing themselves, but those who have a strong sexual desire are commonly known as a bit boring."

Murong Changqing's face darkened, and his fingers couldn't help shrinking into fists.