"Yes, you eat first, I'll deal with this snake first." Li Dafeng took the snake from the hands of his brother Xiaowen. The snake was still alive at this time. After changing hands, he immediately wrapped around Li Dafeng's entire arm.
This snake was not poisonous, so Li Dafeng was not worried. He only pinched the snake's seven inches. With a dagger in his hand, the snake gallbladder flew into his mouth. Then, the movements in his hand were not stopped, and the snake skin and bones were quickly removed. The method of killing snakes was faster and more sophisticated than that of a chef. That kind of knife skills was beyond the reach of ordinary foodies.
Under the gaze of the three pairs of eyes, Li Dafeng waved another knife and cut open the scorched chicken's belly. However, this trick was really not good at cutting. The extended force cut off the already not very solid bamboo pole, and the roasted chicken fell to the ground with a snap.
Li Dafeng was at a loss by this sudden change. He slowly turned his head and was facing Hou Xiaobai's face of "seizing the opportunity to avenge his private revenge".
In order to calm the public's anger, he repeatedly accused him: "This... I really didn't mean it. At worst, I'll bake these two pheasants, just rest."
"Huh", Mo Feifan seemed to have discovered something and squatted down. He took the dagger from Li Dafeng's hand and slowly cut open the chicken's belly.
The chicken's stomach has been cleaned up, and it should be nothing, but Mo Feifan really took out something from his stomach - a sealed small rouge box.
How could there be a box of rouge in the belly of a chicken? Mo Feifan slowly opened the box of rouge in the eyes of the three brothers who were both surprised and expectant.
There was only one note in the rouge box, and there was only one line of words on it: "My grandson, Bai Boy, rebelled and imprisoned me. If you want to know the enemy who killed your parents in Mojia Village, go to Mudu Villa to save me."
This line of words is very messy, and it is obvious that it was written in a hurry. This roast chicken has never left everyone's sight, and it is impossible that someone is doing a prank.
"Is this the beggar? He asked us to save him?" Li Dafeng's head was not very enlightened, and he was confused by the words on the paper for a moment.
The brother named Xiaowen rubbed his chin and guessed: "It's not because the chicken swallowed this rouge box..." Before he finished speaking, he felt that it was impossible. The chicken's mouth was only that big, how could it swallow such a big box?
In addition, Hou Xiaobai also analyzed: "This box must be related to the beggar. The chicken's belly has been processed, so he can't not know."
Now the only person who can explain the meaning of the sentence on the note has gone away. What should I do?
Could this be really that simple as a joke? Mo Feifan didn't think so. He felt that this note must have something to do with him.
After thinking for a while, Mo Feifan suddenly felt a blue-purple lightning flashing in his heart, illuminating the truth clearly. He suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I understand. The white boy must be the child in white clothes. The beggar must be sent by the hunchbacked old man in the mass grave, and he has been following us."
"Ah..." The three of them were shocked. How could this be possible? Isn't the hunchbacked old man the boss of those people? How could he let him save him? What's more, even if the boy in white had a conflict with the hunchbacked old man, there was no need to imprison his grandfather.
There were so many questions that all of us rushed into the hearts of everyone. In addition, where is this Mudu Villa?!
Hou Xiaobai didn't ask too many questions, but simply said: "Brother Mo, we really want to save him. What if this is a trap? What if the person who wrote the letter is not the old man or the child, then what should we do?"
"No, if that child knew our whereabouts, they wouldn't have to work so hard. Just send a killer to kill us. Letter, I believe it was written by that old man. Let's go back to Qijiahuo Town, call your brothers, and then go to the mass grave to see it." After Mo Feifan finished speaking, he threw the rouge box on the ground.
Hou Xiaobai and Li Dafeng looked at each other, and the three of them said in unison: "Yes."
Mo Feifan kept Xiaowen and told him to hire a car to send Xiaowu's brothers' body back to Liujia Town. No matter what, if the person dies, the leaves will return to their roots.
Mo, Hou, and Li rushed back to Qijiahuo Town without stopping, and then called dozens of brothers, and then rode on a fast horse and returned to the mass grave.
It was half a mile away from the mass grave, and everyone saw hundreds of corpses lying in the distance. At this time, it was already dawn. People were coming and going to eat and sell breakfast in the town, and there were endless people, but the mass grave was still extremely ruthless.
Judging from the corpse dress, they should be Zhu Long's family. You don't need to think about it carefully, these people must be the destruction of the Skeleton Cult. If the Skeleton Cult members want to change to a safe place as a branch, they will definitely not let these people know.
"The others stay, Brother Hou and Brother Li, go in and take a look first." Mo Feifan ordered.
Fearing that the boss, the captain and the deputy captain were in danger, dozens of brothers asked for their fate to follow him. Mo Feifan was very grateful for his brothers' concern, but he still politely refused. Among these people, the three of them were the strongest, and it was relatively easier for them to escape when there were few people in danger.
Mo Feifan's words finally convinced everyone. The brothers finally agreed and hid themselves and waited for Mo Feifan and the other two to come back.
After they left, a brother suggested that if they didn't come out within two quarters of an hour, everyone would go in and rescue the boss.
This is the second time Mo, Hou and Li have come here. They are familiar with the road. They have no effort to find the thatched hut easily.
It was the small house just now, the small oil lamp was still on, the door was still closed, and everything in front of me was exactly like when they came here just now.
No sign of any evil signs were seen, but it seemed too quiet, so quiet that Mo Feifan became a little uneasy. After listening outside the house for a long time, he saw that there was no movement in the house, so he broke in without knocking on the door.
The old and the young are indeed gone! Even the killers and the injured Zhu Long are gone. In the thatched hut, there are only four corpses that have been frozen hard and hard.
Mo Feifan took out the note and read it over and over again. Now their only clue is this "Mudu Villa" villa. In order to learn more about this "Mudu Villa", dozens of people asked about it in the town. They asked more than 500 people in total, and none of them knew or even heard of this "Mudu Villa".
Fugui Winery.
"Mudu Villa?! I haven't heard of it. I have lived in Qijiahuo Town since I was a child. I know all kinds of manors, but I have never heard of such a manor." The shopkeeper of Fugui Winery answered Mo Feifan while pulling the abacus.
This is already the 29th person Mo Feifan asked, so he was not surprised to get this result.
After asking so many people, but not finding useful clues, Mo Feifan was a little discouraged and said thank you and was about to leave. Suddenly, the shopkeeper called him.
"Young man, otherwise, you can do this. Go and ask the 120-year-old birthday star in our town - Mr. Qi. He is the oldest in our town. If he doesn't know, then no one will know." The shopkeeper was very concerned and recommended an old man.
"One hundred and twenty years old?" Li Dafeng frowned after hearing this: "Do you remember clearly what happened at such an old age? Shopkeeper, you won't be happy for us."
The shopkeeper was also an enthusiastic person, and he shook his head with a smile: "As soon as you see, the guest officer is not from this town, who doesn't know that Mr. Qi is 120 years old and has a clear ear and eye-catching ears and good memory. When you see him, you will know if I am happy to find you."
It's hard to do it now. Mo Feifan nodded and thanked him again. Li Dafeng slapped his lips, obviously still didn't believe it.
The three of them left the Fugui Winery and went to find the old birthday star together. It was not easy to find Mudu Villa, but it would be too easy to find the old birthday star in Qijiahuo Town. Even a child of three or four years old can point out where the old birthday star's home is.
Li Dafeng spent two copper coins to lead the way for a child four or five years old who was wearing open-crotch pants and snot bubbles. After getting the money, the furry child twisted his butt and ran away happily. Mo Feifan and Hou Xiaobai had no problem catching up with the child, and it would be a pain to Li Dafeng.
A fat man with a few hundred pounds was as tired as a grandson after running for more than a mile.
Finally, four people stood in front of an old two-story wooden building. The shopkeeper of the Fugui Restaurant said the 120-year-old man was amazing, and his home was no different from an ordinary family.
"It's here." The little hairy child wiped his nose and said childishly.
Li Dafeng panted and said, "You guys, you're not wrong, I can't spare you if you make a mistake."
The little hairy child held the two big copper plates tightly and said happily: "You're not wrong, this is Grandpa Qi's home."
"Okay, okay, let's go, little bastard, you run very quickly with two short legs." Li Dafeng said calmly.
The little kid finally made two big coins and jumped away with joy.
Mo Feifan tidied his sleeves, revealing two deep dimples and said, "Let's go and meet the legendary 120-year-old birthday star."
"God, you are open your eyes. Don't let us see an old man who is drooling and is paralyzed in bed without knowing anything." Li Dafeng closed his hands and prayed slowly with his eyes closed.
Hou Xiaobai poked his waist with his elbow, and Bai Qi said, "The dog cannot spit out ivory from his mouth."