Chapter 152 Who dares to pry the corner

By the time Yaoxiang and his daughter arrived, all the dark guards around the yard had disappeared.

The door of Shan Xiaowu and his wife's room was half open. Ben Lei stood at the table, whispering something to Gui Buqi, who had already put on a mask and couldn't see his expression. Shan Xiaowu was holding a handful of hot sugar fried chestnuts to join in the fun. He was probably happy to eat, his eyes narrowed, and his bulging cheeks moved funnyly. It looks like a chipmunk eating almonds.

"Madam, are you all right? Just now..."

"Nothing happened just now," Shan Xiaowu grabbed Yaoxiang's words. One smiling person lost several chestnuts to them and asked the three of them to sit down together to help peel the shell. On the other hand, he blinked cunningly at the same time, and said solemnly, "My father-in-law performed marbles to cut big trees for me. "

Jadeite blinked her eyes and looked confused. However, Yao Xiang, who probably knew the inside story, laughed at Qiqiao at the same time. She quickly covered her mouth and looked at the inseparable side in fear. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to this side, she was relieved.

Yao Xiang squeezed her mouth and smiled fiercely, "The landlord really loves madam."

"That's not it." Shan Xiaowu narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the whole group laughed.

Later, after eating chestnuts, Shan Xiaowu, who was already a little sleepy, went to bed first.

After she fell asleep, she covered her with a quilt to prevent cold, so she went to the front hall alone.

The big tree that has been discounted in the yard has been dealt with for a long time. Now there are still some dark red blood stains on the only tree trunk in the hall. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

Ben Lei sat alone in the hall. Seeing that he could not leave, he quickly stood up and said, "Master."

He glanced at the broken and frizzy trunk. His thin lips were tightly squeezed, and his whole body was as cold as a moving iceberg. His voice was impatiently tense, "Where's the moon?"

Fortunately, Ben Lei was used to his appearance early in the morning. He knew that things were slow, and he was not in the mood to joke. "I've been out for a while, and I guess I'll be back soon."

As he was talking, Zhan Yue, who looked a little embarrassed in plaster, stepped into the door. Seeing that Gui Buli and Ben Lei were in the hall, he was not talkative, and immediately hugged a fist, "Master."

"Yo, brother, did you just roll on the ground?" Ben Lei's heart spoke bluntly, and immediately opened his mouth to make fun of Zhan Yue's embarrassed appearance.

Zhan Yue glanced at him angrily and didn't bother to talk to him at all.

He looked at him blankly, "Are you idle?"

"Cough! Not idle, not idle, very busy! Very busy!" Ben Lei's neck shrank and hurriedly retreated to one side and pretended to be very interested in studying the hanging paintings on the wall, so as not to be swept by the tail of the typhoon.

He couldn't turn his eyes back. Zhan Yue automatically reported the result without asking, "My subordinates have dereliction of duty and lost their followers."

He was silent and glanced at his face at the corners of his eyes, "Have you ever had a hand?"

"It's my subordinates underestimate the enemy."

Zhanyue reflexively covered the scratches on his right face with his hand that could hardly be seen, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face. "If you face it, you have a half chance of winning. But the other party is obviously a master of hidden weapons. He is not only good at skill, but also good at hiding his breath. At this point, my subordinates... are ashamed of themselves.

Gui Boli turned his hands and was silent. Ben Lei held his chest with one hand, touched his chin and frowned to think about the identity of the person.

Forget about the master of hidden weapons, but looking at the whole world, there are only a few light functions that can compare with the moon.

I filtered all the suspicious people in my mind, and the final conclusion was that there was no such person!

At least in his understanding, no one can weaken his sense of existence to this extent, which is simply completely humanized silently.

If it hadn't been for the fact that they would not feel more sensitive than ordinary people, I guess they wouldn't find it if they stayed in the tree all night. Maybe they could even see clearly what they ate for breakfast several times a night - it's terrible to think about it.

He sat down on the main seat, silently bent his finger bones and tapped on the table. The silver mask reflected the light in the candlelight, which made him look more strange and unpredictable than before.

Seeing this, Zhan Yue quickly added, "Although I couldn't catch up with the person who peeped on the tree, I found such a thing. Please have a look."

As he spoke, he took out something from his arms and handed it directly to him.

Gui Buri glanced at him, and a pair of sword eyebrows frowned behind the mask. Obviously, he also recognized what was in his hand.

Ben Lei looked forward and immediately took it in surprise and looked left and right. "Isn't this the master's token stolen by the old man Wang Qiyang of the Qingcheng faction only a few days ago? Why did it appear here?"

What the Shadow Building does is news trading. This kind of secret that people will not disclose to the public is a common gossip for them.

"Lord, do you think this is a blindfold?" Zhan Yue ignored the thunderstorm, but looked at it with a solemn face.

It's okay if the traitor is not caught. At this time, he suddenly came out with such a strong martial arts ability. He only peeped at the mysterious man who attacked at night. What's more confusing is that he is still carrying the stolen master token of the Qingcheng faction with him. This situation is really not an ordinary chaos.

The token can't be snatched by Zhanyue from the mysterious person. It can never be faked. The question is - why does the mysterious man have this token? Why did you sneak into the studio with a token?

If it is false and real, if it is false, it is true.

The person who planned all this behind the scenes is quite cunning. His move can be said to make them eat a lot of stuffy sticks. If you want to guess, you have to guess several possibilities.

It seems that this person knows quite well their usual way of thinking and dealing with it, so he dares to come to spy so boldly. Perhaps he found that it was also deliberately arranged by him, in order to let them search out the master token of the Qingcheng faction from him to confuse the public.

I relaxed my hands on the armrest. The face covered by the mask could not see the expression. Only the tight thin lips and drooping eyes showed that he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Jiang Fengyan... Is there a brother?"

Ben Lei and Zhan Yue were stunned at the same time. They didn't react for a moment. They didn't understand why they suddenly turned the topic to Jiang Fengyan, the seemingly timid poor scholar.

After a long time, Zhan Yue cleared her throat and put out the information she had collected one by one. "The owner is right. Jiang Fengyan does have a compatriot brother, but he disappeared on the way to escape from the great drought more than ten years ago. Later, someone found a pile at the foot of the nearby mountain that had been eaten by the beasts. The body of the white-boned child. Because the original appearance can no longer be seen, it can only be identified by clothes fragments and accessories. The parents of the Jiang family have confirmed that it belongs to Jiang Fengyan's brother Jiang Fenghao, and the bones have also been transported back to the hometown of the Jiang family for burial.

After listening to it, he was silent for a long time and looked up at Zhan Yue, "Do the Jiang brothers look alike?"

Zhan Yue thought about it carefully, "I heard from the old man in Jiang's village that it's true."

"So it is..."

There was a thoughtful murmur, but then it was silent.

"Is the owner worried that he has different thoughts about his wife?"

As soon as Ben Lei said this, Zhanyue immediately gave him a big crutch on his ribs. It's really a pot that can't be opened.

"Master, let's withdraw first."

Zhan Yue didn't care about the thunderousy screams, and quickly dragged him out before he could leave.

Out of the door, Ben Lei struggled to pat the hairy hand that Zhanyue covered his mouth, and lit it under the nearby lantern with a small bronze mirror that I don't know where it took out. He brushed his mustache with love, and gave Zhanyue a big white eye without forgetting to complain.

"Be careful of my beard. It's hard to trim it. Don't mess it up."

"A big man pays more attention to his image than a woman." Zhan Yue stared back angrily and couldn't stand this good friend and former boss who had been together for more than ten years.

Ben Lei hummed his chin and shook his hand to put away the bronze mirror. "You are jealous."

An obvious crossroads appeared on Zhanyue's forehead. He took a deep breath and clenched his fists to try to restrain his impulse to strangle him. OK, I will never care about you in the future. Just let the landlord split you into a few pieces. If you don't have a vision, why are you in a hurry to get involved in the matter between the landlord and his wife? It's just that I'm tired of living and want to die.

Ben Lei put his hands around his chest and his face was righteous and awe-inspiring. "Don't I see that the poor scholar has come to talk to his wife from time to time recently, and he is anxious for the owner to send flowers and paintings! As subordinates, we have to resolutely help the landlord kill the people who dare to pry his corner like ants. He said that the two brothers hooked Zhanyue's shoulder and half hung it on him, and at the same time superimposed a ** gesture with his thumb and forefinger.

Zhan Yue sneered and walked around him to his room, " Come on, you're just nosey. What is the identity of the owner? Who do you think can touch his corner?

Ben Lei was right to think about it, so he no longer refuted, but in the future, he still kept more attention to Jiang Fengyan.

Hey hey, we can't do it clearly. Can't we observe it secretly?

The next morning, when it was just dawn and Qixing was still hanging on the edge of the sky, another thin snow fell one after another.

Before the fog barrier brought by the falling snow had dissipated, a dexterous dark shadow hid on the opposite eaves for a visit. After a visit, it clung to the wall and turned into the shadow garden, looked vigilantly from side to side, and then silently touched one of the rooms.

The dark guard who had been outside all night immediately emerged from all directions, and two of them followed in like ghosts. Soon, a slight shout and struggle came from the room, and then returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

In the yard, the snow on the osmanthus tree began to fall to the ground, and gradually melted into a bleak cold in the low-lying place.

After breakfast, Ben Lei walked into the study with a half-dead man while Shan Xiaowu was not there.

"Master, you caught another guy who came to 'play'. You absolutely can't imagine who sent him."

He sat cross-legged, as if the old monk had not even opened his eyes. Only his low and cold voice showed his displeasure, "Say."

Ben Lei cleared his throat with a feverish gossip in his eyes. "The person who sent him was the general of the barbarian in Xiliang. I guess he was going to inquire about his wife, but he went to the wrong place and ran to the back room.

Only then did he slowly open his eyes and glanced at the man in black who almost collapsed on the ground, and squeezed his thin lips to form a cold and hard line. It's still like gold, "evidence."

Ben Lei laughed happily and kicked the still depressed spy. "At first, he refused to say that he wanted to die, but later let me serve him with a big punishment," he paused and then continued, "He recruited all of them." And this guy is still carrying an unbreakable token. Zhan Yue has also checked it. The token has not been faked.

The man whose mask was torn off his face was covered with blood, and his hands and feet were twisted into a strange posture and crawled on the ground, making a whining sound when Ben Lei kicked it. His body trembled like an electric shock. He must have been shadowed by the 'big punishment'.

Seeing that Guibu Li didn't open his mouth to interrupt himself, Ben Lei continued, "Wan Yan ordered this guy to come to squat here to find out the evidence that his wife was the descendant of the former Western Liang crown prince. I heard that someone went to investigate in my wife's hometown.

"Let Zhan Yue deal with this matter," he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes were full of coldness. "Since he wants evidence, give him one. In addition," he glanced at the living dead on the ground, "Send the 'gift' back."

In fact, if it hadn't been for Shan Jinlin's fear that he would have been impulsive, he would have wanted to send him a wreath at the unbreakable funeral - after he personally cut Wanyan unbroken into 18 sections.

"No problem, let me do the gift-giving work. I promise that it will definitely give Wanyan a big surprise.

When Ben Lei heard the meaning of Gui Indete's words, he immediately patted his chest to guarantee the ticket, and then happily carried the detective who had been removed from his chin and could only keep whimpering.

Gui Buri looked at the white snow in the outside yard, slowly closed his eyes, and returned to a state of motionless as a mountain.