Cheng Ping's legacy

Qin Pei kept silent and kept a cold face.

Li Chongshuang accepted his acquiescence, so he slowly poured himself a glass of water, and said with a secretive smile, "Although my surname is Li, I am not Chongshuang."

Qin Pei listened calmly, without commenting.

He seemed to be much calmer than expected, which made Li Chongshuang feel a little bored: "How do you know?"

"First, the other people in the inn are obviously familiar with each other, and they are all of average age - the youngest Zhou Wu and Zheng Qiniang are both in their forties; second," Qin Pei has always been dull, but at this moment his eyes are Jiong Jiong, "When you appeared, they were all terrified and inexplicable. There are two possibilities. One, you are too similar to the people they know, which makes them marvel at the magic of creation. Second, you are nothing like the people they know. where..."

"Hey, what do you think?" As the morning light gradually rose, Li Chongshuang simply lay down on the couch with his clothes on his side, the unpredictability of his face faded, and he looked at him with his chin, finally showing some boyishness.

Seeing that he was pleased with himself, Qin Pei stopped acting and relaxed: "Brother Li, the Zhilan Xianpin, is naturally not like ordinary people. Brother Li, don't play tricks, let's finish the story first."

Li Chongshuang laughed softly: "I traveled away from home and passed through Jiannan Road. I originally planned to go directly north, but I suddenly thought of going to see the giant Buddha in Jiazhou, so I made a detour to Wanzhou and arrived at the one outside Liuquan Town. ferry."

Qin Pei frowned: "But isn't the ferry already abandoned?"

Li Chongshuang stretched out his hands to play with the flickering candles, making the already dark wing room look even more ambiguous: "But there is a person lying on the river beach."

Qin Pei lowered his voice: "Dead?"

"Exactly." Li Chongshuang said leisurely, "It's a middle-aged man, dressed neatly, with a pen, inkstone, paper and ink, like a scholar."

"He is the real Li Chongshuang." Qin Pei murmured.

"Smart." "Li Chongshuang" praised, "At that time, he was face up, obviously dead for a long time, and I found this from him..." He took out a piece of letter paper from his sleeve, it was just a few days ago Days pretended to be the one that Wu Luxi and the others had no intention of showing.

Qin Pei took it over, glanced at it and frowned, and wrote a few lines of words on the plain white paper in teeny lowercase script—Snow in March, ferry by the river, grass growing in late spring, dry and dry.

He frowned, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Don't think about it, it's not a hidden head or a shrinking tail, it's just an ordinary poem."

Qin Pei tried to think for a while, finally nodded and said: "Brother Li is talented, it is indeed true. In March, the snowy river crossing the river is the sentence that Wu Luxi leaked out of panic. March is a season, and the river crossing the river should be It is Liuquan Town, and I think it should be related to some old incident. A gentleman never ceases to work with sincerity from the general book, and it should refer to some agreement in the past. As for the grass growing in late spring..."

"Li Chongshuang" looked out of the window: "They should have known about what you guessed earlier. Why should Wu Luxi be so anxious, you and I are really in danger here and now."

Qin Pei's heart is clear, no matter how strange Li Chongshuang's speech and behavior are, as far as this Xilai Inn is concerned, he and himself were involved in it by chance, and they happened to guess something they shouldn't know.

"That's why Brother Li tried his best to drag me into the water. Even if I die, I have to find someone to back me up, isn't it?" Qin Pei said expressionlessly.

"Li Chongshuang" grinned loudly: "Brother Qin hastily abandoned my allegiance, it really makes Li feel heartbroken and terrified."

Qin Pei ignored his pretentiousness: "Growing grass in late spring must have other meanings. Presumably it was their meeting, which would bring these people from all over the place and cause a murder..."

"Li Chongshuang" gradually withdrew his smile: "Brother Qin, do you want to make a bet with me?"

"I never bet, at least not with nobody." Qin Pei looked straight into his eyes.

"Li Chongshuang" looked at him playfully: "Brother Qin, what are you going to exchange?"

Qin Pei snorted coldly: "I don't want to know that much yet."

"You are so boring." "Li Chongshuang" turned over and pulled the quilt over his body, "If you want to go down, tell the waiter at the shop and ask him to bring you a pot of tea and some snacks. Take a nap for a while, and then don’t go down.”

Nodding his head, Qin Pei walked down on his own and bumped into Wu Luxi head-on.

"Brother Wu, are you going?"

Wu Luxi's face turned pale, and he grabbed Qin Pei's sleeve: "If someone asks, don't say that you have met me."

Qin Pei frowned: "Brother Wu, what do you mean?"

Wu Luxi smiled idiotically, and moved closer, but his eyes were very distracted: "If you don't leave, it will be too late. Everyone here will die, this is life..."

He left in a hurry through the side door in the backyard, before leaving, he mumbled a sentence.

"……came back."

Zhao Kui was still on the counter with his abacus and keeping accounts, Xiao Douzi was sleeping soundly while hugging the big tiger cat, Qian Zhongwen was drinking tea and playing chess with Zhou Wu, Zheng Qiniang was nowhere to be seen, most likely she was doing her makeup by the mirror as usual.

Except for the absence of two people, the Xilai Inn is the same as it was a day ago. In this step-by-step dead silence, something is about to move.

"Young Master Qin, you finally got up, do you want to use some?" Zhao Kui put down the abacus in his hand and greeted.

Qin Pei looked away: "Is there any wonton?"

"Of course, as long as the guest officer wants, our inn has everything. Xiaodouzi, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry to the back kitchen?" Zhao Kui immediately changed his face and raised his eyebrows at Xiaodouzi Eye.

Qin Pei shook his head: "By the way, Mr. Li wants to use tea, let Xiaodouzi and wontons be delivered together."

"okay."

Qin Pei glanced at the lobby again, Zhao Kui was still doing the calculations, but they were the only guests in the inn for several days, and Zhao Kui only went to the market once; The cat's tail, the tiger cat's eyes are round, it doesn't bark or move; Qian Zhongwen and Zhou Wu's chess game, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qian Zhongwen has already suffered a crushing defeat, but Zhou Wu is not in a hurry to cheer up, Qian Zhongwen Wen was also indifferent to the defeat, and the two seemed to be playing another game of chess silently.

Maybe everyone here is playing chess, a game of life and death...

And what about yourself?

When Qin Pei returned upstairs, Li Chongshuang was fast asleep. Qin Pei looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly stretched out two fingers to poke his eyes.Li Chongshuang was still sleeping soundly, and his breath was not disturbed at all. Qin Pei withdrew his fingers and took out the Zuo Chuan to study on his own.

Behind him, Li Chongshuang slowly opened his eyes, looked at him silently, and raised the corners of his mouth.

Qin Pei turned over a page of the book without making a show.