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"Hey! This tone sounds like I've been abandoned from beginning to end!" Yu Sen's smile had a taste of gloating.

Si Xuanyang held his breath in his throat and almost choked to death.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Oh, I was scared," Yu Sen patted his back slowly, "I was just joking, how can I be so serious."

Si Xuanyang turned his head away, picked an angle that Si Nan couldn't see, and smirked viciously: "Get your hands off me!" '

He figured it out, it's okay to scold this sister-in-law as much as you want, because he won't feel sad at all!Will not reflect!Most of the sadness and reflection in the past are just pretending!

Sure enough, Yu Sen quietly withdrew his hand, and murmured: "Just now I fought back, but I turned my face and refused to recognize anyone, it's really heartless..."

Si Xuanyang: "..."

He's going crazy, he doesn't feel pain in his feet now, he only feels a headache!

He's going to crack!

"There's no gauze here," Si Nan ran over holding a piece of cloth, "Use this to wrap it up first, I tore it from a T-shirt."

Yu Sen was addicted to drama, and went to sit down next to Luo Yu silently, his tone was pretentious, procrastinated and cold, like a hermaphrodite: "It's better to be a brother, after all, relatives, outsiders can't compare. "

The corner of Si Xuanyang's mouth twitched: This is an endless mental illness, right?

And the reason why Yu Sen's play can be performed until now is largely because he has a teammate who is as stupid as an 'angel'——

After hearing what he said, Si Nan immediately straightened his face: "What are you talking about? Who is the relationship between the two of us? Brother Yu, you are not an outsider..."

He thought for a few seconds, and felt that as a buddy, he had to try his best to comfort his brother's fragile psychology of 'feeling rejected', and after a while, he choked out a sentence:

"You are my wife!"

......

Yu Sen kept smiling: Well done, brother!Is Si Xuanyang convinced of his false identity now?

"Si Si, you are really enlightened."

Whenever he feels that his play is going to fail or reveals his secrets, there will always be a lot of understanding teammates who make up a lot of their own brains, and then consciously help him fill in the loopholes. Isn't this destiny?

It is destined that Yang Yang will continue to be deceived by him.

Si Xuanyang paused for a while when he heard this sentence, his eyes dimmed, and his heart was irritable, so he tied a knot on his ankle with cloth in two or three strokes, and finished the matter hastily.

"By the way, did you find any clues when you went out tonight?" Luo Yu asked.

"Yeah," Yu Sen nodded and said, "All the people in Li's mansion were beheaded, perhaps because their heads were locked up by the innkeeper, so they have been unable to reincarnate and can only live in this house. Day after day."

"What about the daughter of the salt merchant?" Si Nan was most concerned about the task.

Yu Sen and Si Xuanyang looked at each other and said, "We originally suspected that the salt merchant's daughter was the bride, but just now we overheard that the bride married Master Li under an impostor, maybe the salt merchant's daughter is someone else."

Si Nan rubbed his chin and had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be the hotel owner?"

"Well, it should be," Yu Sen nodded, "otherwise it would be impossible to connect the ancient and modern grievances."

"But even though the fake Zhao Yue took the place of the salt merchant's daughter, when the Li family was ransacked, it was equivalent to protecting her from disaster," Si Xuanyang said, "Why does the salt merchant's daughter look so She looks very resentful, and the task is to overcome her resentment."

"You have to ask Song Qianjin herself." Yu Sen smiled.

He glanced at the candles on the table. Judging by the burning speed, they could survive the night. Otherwise, once the candles burned out, the backyard would probably become a sea of ​​human heads.

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Early the next morning, what I saw when I opened my eyes was the simple furnishings of the hotel.

He didn't sleep for a few hours last night, and when he woke up, Yu Sen felt that the resentment in his body had probably reached the level that needed to be lifted.

He looked at Si Nan and got angry: "Si Nan, you fucking squeezed me last night. Isn't such a big bed enough for you to sleep in? You have to roll around. Are you a ball?"

"What's the matter?" Si Nan yawned nonchalantly, "It's not that I've never been squeezed, how many times have I been squeezed before?"

"..."

Si Xuanyang put on his shoes, walked out expressionlessly, and closed the door with a bang.

The iron door creaked fragilely a few times, and the screws on the door could be seen trembling on the edge of being loose and falling.

The drowsiness all over Si Nan's body was awakened by the shock. He sat up straight with his hands on his chest, and looked at Yu Sen blankly: "What's wrong with him? He lost his temper so early in the morning, and I squeezed him into him last night." Yet?"

"Maybe," Yu Sen said lazily, "If this continues, I won't be surprised if you are assassinated by him one day."

"Ah?" Si Nan couldn't believe it, and felt that it was impossible: "As for it? Isn't it just a squeeze? What's wrong with the squeeze? It's not like we didn't squeeze together when we slept on the floor during military training."

Yu Sen laughed dryly twice: "You should say this while your brother is still in the room, it will be more effective. As for now...he won't listen."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out, leaving Si Nan puzzled: "Why do I not understand these two people more and more? Is it my problem?"

......

Yu Sen fell into a sleepy sleep, and also dallyed to get up. By the time they arrived at the dining room, most of them had already had breakfast and left.

But Lin Jianchuan was still there.

When Yu Sen approached, Si Xuanyang was talking to him. When he saw him coming, he didn't say hello, but just sent him a light and indifferent look, and then turned to Lin Jianchuan again.

"Tch, what kind of eyes, mother chirping." Yu Sen sat down with a sneer.

Si Xuanyang: "..."

After a while, after Si Nan and Luo Yu sat down, he also agreed to go back to the table.

"What are you talking about with Lin Jianchuan?" Si Nan asked.

"He asked me what happened last night," Si Xuanyang said, "and exchanged news. I told him the clue of the salt merchant's daughter, and he provided us with the location of the mass grave in the back mountain."

"I'm going...there's a mass grave!"

"Well, the people who died in this area, if they didn't bury the monument, they should have been thrown there." Si Xuanyang paused, "It's quite important news, he also said to come with us later Ask the innkeeper for clarification."

"It's not stupid," Si Nan said, "If you know that if you go alone, you will be in danger and have no help, and now you will stick to it, alas... In this kind of place, a thick skin is also one of the keys to life. ah."

At the end, he suddenly realized something, and turned to Luo Yu suddenly: "I didn't mean you, Luo Yu... I didn't mean that! I just sighed... Oh, I mean, I don't think you mean that... ...I mean I don't miss you that way! Why the hell am I talking tongue twisters..."

Luo Yu smiled reluctantly: "Yeah, I know, in fact, I went to you because I was afraid..."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here." Si Nan comforted him with some guilt, and sighed silently for his unrestrained speech.

"Tsk!" Si Xuanyang impatiently threw the iron spoon on the dinner plate, and it jingled, "If you finish speaking, you will leave."

Si Nan was taken aback again. He just wanted Xiaozhi to use emotion to reason and tell his younger brother that it was not good to be irritable, and it was not polite at all, but he gave his boss Xuanyang a cold look, and he was scared in an instant. Pick up the bowl politely.

"Wait a minute, I still have half a bowl of porridge, just give me another minute, just one minute."

"..."

Yu Sen chewed the steamed buns slowly, unmoved.

Si Xuanyang exhaled irritablely, looking up at the sky helplessly: why is he the only one who is angry?

***

After dinner, Lin Jianchuan was called, and the five of them decided to go to the storage room on the second floor to find someone first.

Yu Sen remembered that she appeared in that room last time.

When I came to the storage room for the second time, I saw so many close-packed cabinets and knew what was inside. My mood was always different, and I even felt that the temperature in the room was much lower.

"Go inside and have a look." Yu Sen said.

Si Xuanyang walked in front, and he carefully observed the cabinets in front of him every step of the way, in case any cabinet was not locked tightly and suddenly lost his head on his body, there would be troubles that night.

When they were about to reach the key wall at the back, they suddenly heard a sound of 'click'.

Si Xuanyang narrowed his eyes, feeling a little annoyed that he didn't have any weapons or tools, but thinking about the combat power of this kind of grieving ghost, even if he was an ordinary person, he probably couldn't beat him even with a little kung fu.

This is more relieved.

The store manager appeared expressionlessly at the exit of another row of head cabinets, his pale face turned towards them.

"What are you looking for?"

"We're looking for you, Miss Song." Si Xuanyang said calmly.

The store manager's eyes moved slightly: "How do you know my surname is Song?"

Yu Sen grinned: "Actually, we only know that there is a daughter of a salt merchant whose surname is Song."

He looked at the store manager's face, and slowly added: "...and married a Mr. Li."

The store manager's expression instantly became extremely violent, as if he wanted to swallow Yu Sen and the others alive, and his voice was shrill.

"I hate him! He killed me! He had my throat cut! I hate them all!"

Yu Sen took two steps back, afraid that she would chop off his head and kick it as a ball in a fit of anger.

He was a little puzzled: "You said that it was Mr. Li who killed you? But it's clear that he didn't want to marry Zhao Yue, but you. I thought he loved you, so how could he kill you?"

"What did you say!?"