The sun sets in the west.

Chen Luo looked at the corpse with a serious expression. He had just received the news from Lu Tong and immediately rushed to Sanxi Village with Ji Zhong.

"what is going on?"

The steward looked panicked and said: "Back...back to uncle, yesterday three little newsboys did not come back on time. At first, I thought it was because the children were having fun. I thought there were villagers following them, so I didn't take it to heart."

"Unexpectedly, he didn't come back that night. Only then did my subordinates realize that there was a problem. They reported it to the government that night and sent all the villagers out."

"Some people said they saw traces of the three children. After we investigated, we found Niu Xi's body in the wild."

"This subordinate quickly notified Butler Lu..."

Chen Luo listened to the steward and asked again: "Does Niu Xi have a family?"

The steward sighed: "His parents died early, and his wife also died of illness. One of the three missing children is his daughter."

Chen Luo was stunned, looking at Niu Xi's body and saying nothing.

So, there is another orphan in this world.

Song Tuizhi appeared next to Chen Luo and pressed Chen Luo's shoulder: "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

Lu Tong also stepped forward and said: "Yes, uncle, there are countless people who work as newsboys, and some accidents are inevitable."

Chen Luo shook his head: "Any clues?"

The steward said: "The police in Jingzhao Mansion said that maybe it was Hua Zi who did it."

"Nowadays, because of my uncle's kindness, ordinary people have some time to spare, and those flower photographers don't dare to attack the children of ordinary people. But because of their position as newsboys, there are fewer and fewer beggars on the streets. Those flower photographers just

No job."

"Especially for the Zhili generation in Beijing, we newsboys were in contact with newspapers every day, and our teachers came to teach. We were all in high spirits, so we took advantage of the situation to retaliate, and secondly, we attacked the newsboys in order to sell it at a high price."

"It's just that there were several cases in Zhili before, and the government eventually chased them back. I didn't expect them to be so bold as to sneak into Zhongjing and take action."

Chen Luo's face gradually turned cold: "Fourth Senior Brother!"

Song Tuizhi nodded, stepped forward, waved his sleeves, and a beam of righteousness fell on Niu Xi's body. The righteousness flowed on Niu Xi's body. After a moment, a trace of blood was wrapped in righteousness and separated from the corpse.

"Not long after Niu Xi's death, he was able to track his daughter with this trace of his bloodline. Maybe the murderer is still with them."

Chen Luo glanced at the blood energy, nodded, and said to Lu Tong: "Let's chase him first, and you should report to the official immediately."

Lu Tong was a little worried at first, but after looking at Song Tuizhi, he nodded quickly and agreed.

At this time, Ye Dafu's voice suddenly came from outside Sanxi Villa.

"Brother...brother..."

Ye Dafu rushed in, saw Niu Xi's body, frowned slightly, and looked at Chen Luo: "Brother, I heard from Xiao Qi that something happened in Zhuangzi...who did this?"

Chen Luo shook his head: "Maybe it's a flower-making, but we have to find the missing child first."

Ye Dafu: "I'll go with my eldest brother!"

…

Shishan Tower was booked today by Wanghou Jiang Yudai.

There are more than 40 girls in the building who are both beautiful and talented, all staying in their rooms in an orderly manner.

There are some small objects hanging on the door, or there are paintings and calligraphy on it.

This is a new way of playing in Beijing. Guests drink in the hall, enjoy themselves, and then walk past rows of rooms. At this time, they don’t know who is in the room. If they see something at the door that suits their liking,

Then you can push the door open and achieve good things.

If the guest is strong and healthy, he can go out and choose again after finishing the meal.

Until sunrise on the second day.

This move is very similar to sleeping in the harem, and coupled with the intentional exaggeration of the brothel, it makes people feel like a supreme being on this night, so it is also called the king of pushing the door.

After a minister personally experienced it, he reported the matter to the court the next day, impeaching him for damaging the majesty of the dynasty, and asked the court to punish him severely. Ye Heng smiled softly and said that there is no need to mobilize troops for the joy of the people.

Nowadays, when the dandies in Beijing meet, they all boast: "I am not talented, I can get into three houses in one night!"

Someone else said calmly: "It's just five doors!"

Another person laughed loudly: "I have nine doors in one night!"

At that time, people called him the Admiral of the Nine Gates.

Of course, it will cost a lot of money.

First of all, the money to book the venue and the night's wages for all the girls must be paid together.

The second is the cost of pushing the door.

The first person to push through the door will have to pay five times more for the night, the second one will have to pay three times more, and the third one will have to pay twice as much.

After three doors, you only need to pay double.

At this time, Jiang Yudai was sitting in the hall, but he was just looking at the long scroll in the hall, seeming to be thinking about something.

The long scroll depicts a stone forest with rugged rocks and strange boulders, resembling a forest of stone pillars. It depicts the stone forest eighty miles outside Zhongjing City. This is why the Stone Mountain Tower got its name from the painting.

There is a poem that says: There is a lot of culture in the Linglong Tower, and there is a gentle countryside in the Stone Mountain Tower.

What the latter is talking about is here.

The head shopkeeper of Shishan Tower smiled brightly and filled Jiang Yu's glass with wine, and said, "Wanghou, what's so interesting about this stone forest scroll? The girls upstairs are waiting for you to open the door."

Jiang Yudai shook his head slightly: "Don't worry. Let me ask you, if you look at this stone forest every day, what do you think it looks like?"

The head shopkeeper of Shishan Tower smiled sweetly: "I have seen big ones since I was a child. At first I thought it was novel. But I am used to seeing just some stones, bigger and thicker. We often see these here, it's not unusual.

of."

Jiang Yudai laughed, patted the other party's butt, and said lightly: "Look carefully, do they look like tombstones?"

"ah?"

"It's still early, so I won't open the door now. I want to wait here for the good news of a deceased person!"

…

Lin Zhiye finished dressing and looked at himself in the mirror.

The Fang family sent two more Jiazi Guo, and after taking them, Lin Zhiye returned to the same state as a few days ago.

The person in the mirror is tall and tall, handsome and handsome, with eyes like lightning. At a glance, he is in his thirties.

Lin Zhiye put on the Confucian crown with dignity, paired it with a long sword that matched the Confucian robe, and buckled on a jade pendant of good quality, and faced himself in the mirror with a smile.

Because I lost it once, I cherish it even more now.

This look is so good.

Lin Zhiye took a deep breath. He did not tell his father that the other two Jiazi fruits of the Fang family came with additional conditions.

He agreed.

It doesn't matter, it's what you have to do.

Then let’s do it together.

He opened the bedroom door and walked out.

"Where to go?" his father Lin Shoubai's voice sounded behind Lin Zhiye.

"I've been bored lately, so I have to worry about my father." Lin Zhiye bowed to Lin Shoubai, "I made an appointment with some friends today, and I plan to have some fun by drinking and reciting poems."

Lin Shoubai looked Lin Zhiye up and down and nodded: "Go ahead."

Lin Zhiye cupped his hands again and left the Lin Mansion with some urgency.

…

The wind picked up and passed through the stone forest, making a roaring sound.

A short old man squatted on the ground, smoking a pipe. Behind him, there were two coffins.

Next to the two coffins, three young corpses were lying. All three corpses had no heads.

"Second son..." the old man suddenly said, "You were too impulsive just now. The little girl should be kept for a while."

"That little girl kept crying during the movie. It really upset me, so I couldn't hold it back!" Another voice sounded, which seemed a little hoarse, but strangely it still came from the old man's mouth.

"Boss, haven't you made the second level of preparation?" At this time, a third voice came from the old man's mouth, with an indifferent attitude.

The old man nodded, stood up, hit the soles of his feet twice with the ashtray, put his hands behind his back, and looked in the direction of Zhongjing.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"Come here early, die early, and the three of us brothers can leave this place early."

At this time, the second voice smiled: "How about we leave directly?"

A third voice came from the old man's mouth again: "How can that be done? If this matter gets spread, won't the name of us Sansheng people be ruined on the street?"

The old man shook his head: "The title doesn't matter, I'm just excited to be able to kill a leader who opened the way."

"I wonder if his blood tastes different from others!"
Chapter completed!