Chapter 12 Mystery 2

There is a small county called Liuzhou in Cangguo. Every year from March 20 to the end of March, a large number of merchants from all directions come to participate in the ghost market. The so-called ghost market is a kind of activity similar to a market, but unlike the traditional market, the ghost market starts at midnight and ends in the early morning. There are seven long streets in the east of Liuzhou. Merchants will put a piece of white cloth on the ground and put the things they sell on it. If they like any item, they only need to negotiate a good price with the boss to take it away.

If it is just an ordinary business, the ghost market will not be so famous. Its attraction is that you can sell everything, and you can buy everything as long as you can afford it. Moreover, as long as it is traded in the ghost market, it is recognized by the laws of the four countries.

Flying Snow Villa.

Qi Yu looked at the exquisite dishes on the table but didn't have any appetite. The reason why he had no appetite was not that he was picky about food, but that he had eaten too exquisitely recently: "Alas~ Zhumen's wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death."

"What are you talking about?" Yi Chen picked up a chicken leg and nibbled it up, "Wow..."

"I said you eat chicken legs when you eat chicken legs. I didn't compete with you. Why are you crying?" Qi Yu rolled his eyes at Yi Chen, who was crying at the chicken leg next to him.

"I was moved by this chicken leg..."

"Ah?"

"It's so delicious."

"Isn't it just a chicken leg? As for being moved like this?"

"In the past, when the organization was in the organization, the organization would shut 10 people into the room, but there were only 3 people's meals in the room."

"Only three people's meals? What about the remaining 7 people? Qi Yu asked.

Yi Chen threw the bones in his hand under the table and took a chicken leg from the plate and nibbled it up: "It's not what to do with the remaining 7 people, but what to do with the remaining 10 people."

"Why?"

Liumu, who has been eating silently, suddenly raised his head and said, "Since 10 people are locked into the house, there are 3 people's food on the table, that is to say, the three most powerful people can have food to eat, but one of the three winners must be the most powerful, so the most powerful person can be alone. One person enjoys the meal of three people, so the remaining nine people will starve.

"That's right, so eating is a very happy thing." Yi Chen said, "I often have nothing to eat for days."

Qi Yu smiled and said, "So it seems that your organization is very bad?"

"That's not the case." Yi Chen retorted, "I'm very powerful."

"Since you are awesome, why don't you have anything to eat?"

"It's just because it's so powerful that I often have no food to eat."

"What nonsense logic."

"Don't you eat some? If it doesn't suit my appetite, I'll ask Lu Cun to do it again. Liumu put down his chopsticks and looked at the dishes on the table that Qi Yu didn't like to eat. He said with a puzzled face, "Is it true that Lu Cun's cooking skills have regressed? You can't even compare with the imperial chef of the palace?

Qi Yu immediately interrupted him and said, "It's because it's so delicious, but who can stand this delicious method?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Just give me a bowl of porridge."

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Yu looked at the porridge that Lu Cun had just brought in front of him and had an impulse to hit his head to death. He wanted to cry and tears at the bowl of porridge, which gathered the essence of abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin and bird's nest, was exuding a seductive aroma.

"Eat the porridge you want quickly..." Liu Mu put down the bowl and chopsticks and glanced at Yi Chen, who had eaten five chicken legs and was eating the sixth one. "Your fingers look very flexible."

"Of course. Fingers are my most powerful weapon." Yi Chen raised his left hand and played the piano in the air. "Hey, but my sister's fingers are more flexible."

"It's good, just flexible." Liu Mu smiled, but the smile was particularly strange to Qi Yu and Yi Chen.

"by the way, where is there another person? Why haven't I seen it before? After eating the sixth chicken leg, Yi Chen finally stopped eating the chicken leg, but he turned his eyes to the bowl of porridge in front of Qi Yu, so Qi Yu consciously pushed the porridge over and made a gesture. Yichen also drank it rudely, "Wow, the porridge is still delicious."

"What else is there?" Qi Yu asked doubtfully.

"There are five people in this villa, but besides you, me, Mr. Liu and Sister Lianzhen, there is another person I haven't seen."

"Is there anyone else in this villa besides us?"

"Yes." Liu Mu said lightly, "In addition to the four of us, there is indeed another person, but I'm curious how you know?"

Yi Chen raised his left hand and played the piano with his fingers in the air again: "As I said, my fingers are very flexible."

Qi Yu said impatiently, "You have said it hundreds of times, but what does this have to do with your fingers?"

"I am full of lines that ordinary people can't see in the whole villa. These lines are all linked to my hands. I can know the subtle changes of each line. It is according to the law of change of these lines, so I know that there is another person in the villa."

Qi Yu grabbed Yi Chen's left hand and looked carefully for a long time but found nothing: "There is nothing at all. How can I get the line?"

"So ordinary people can't see it."

"Bullshit..."

"I'm afraid it's not bullshit. There is indeed a fifth person in this villa." Liu Mu said.

The fifth person? Who is that person?" Compared with Yi Chen's hands, Qi Yu is obviously more interested in the fifth person he has never met. "What kind of martial arts master lives in seclusion here? Then this martial arts master must feel that I am very talented and very suitable for inheriting his martial arts, so he will teach me all my life.

"You have read too many novels." Yi Chen said.

"We are going to Liuzhou tomorrow. When we come back, I will take you to meet the fifth person."

When Qi Yu arrived in Liuzhou, it was March 24th, and there were only six days left before the end of the ghost market. Liuzhou is actually a very poor small county town. Although there are seven streets called ghost cities in the east of Liuzhou, the merchants who buy and sell things in the seven streets will evacuate one after another in April, so the small county town has returned to its original desolation and loneliness. Because he lived in the palace of Qi since he was a child and was used to luxury, he also felt like returning to the primitive tribe when he first arrived in Liuzhou.

"What are we doing here?" Qi Yu looked at the few pedestrian streets and said depressingly, "Isn't it a little miserable here? And this carriage is so bumpy. If it goes on like this, I will get carsick." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yi Chen sticking his head out of the lotus seed and spit out in the dark.

"Last year's New Year's Eve dinner was about to spit out... huh?" After vomiting, Yi Chen said with a relaxed face, "Sure enough, it's more comfortable to spit it out."

"Who let you eat so much yesterday?"

"Oh, I almost forgot that we seem to have been followed. When I just put my head out, I seemed to see someone following us.

"Huh?" Qi Yu put his head out of the curtain, pretended to vomit, and looked behind the carriage with the afterglow of the corners of his eyes. Indeed, as Yi Chen said, three men with long swords were followed not far from the carriage, and everyone's eyes were extremely sharp.

"Am I right?"

"Ryumu, we have been followed." Qi Yu said.

"You mean the three men with long swords in the back of the carriage?" Liumu held a book in his hand, and Qi Yu admired that he was still in the mood to read in such a bumpy carriage.

"Yes, the eyes of those three men are terrible. Are your enemies catching up?"

"They are the people responsible for protecting us on Seventh Street." Liumu turned over the book in his hand and said with a little regret, "If only the words in this book could be changed, so that I could read tens of millions of books with only one book."

Suddenly, Qi Yu heard the sound of pigeons cooing from outside the carriage, lifted the curtain and a gray pigeon flew in. Liu Mu put down the book in his hand and took a delicate small bamboo tube from the pigeon's foot. But unlike last time, the pigeon did not fly away but was caught by Yi Chen and kept tossing in his hand.

"Tut, the text message is coming. What did it say?" Qi Yu asked.

"The crown princess is dead."

"Huh? Princess? Do you mean Sister Yu, the eldest brother's wife?

Liumu nodded, looked at the dying pigeons that had been tortured by Yi Chen and said, "Emperor Qi has ordered the Criminal Division to solve the case within a month."

"Did you solve the case? Is it possible that Sister Yu was murdered?

"I don't know, but he died in the Jiaotai Hall, and the Jiaotai Hall was locked from the outside, and the only key was held in the hands of the princess."

Five words suddenly came to Qi Yu's mind: the secret room murder case.

"So it's a secret room murder case?" At the moment before the pigeon in his hand was about to see Jesus, Yichen lost interest in it, so the pigeon flew to the carriage with its wings, "Wow..."

"What are you doing so happily?" Qi Yu asked with a puzzled face.

"Since there is a case, a detective will definitely appear next."