Meng Qianzi put the knife back on the plate: "Who did it? Is there any clue?"

Meng Jinsong didn't know what to say: Wei Biao was hit by a beezi, and he would definitely not get up within an hour or two. The murderer was obviously not him. When everyone rushed in, he was tied under the eaves like a rice dumpling, and there was no time to commit the crime. Kuang Meiying was so scared that she was almost paralyzed, and she was a thin woman, and she was just a fool to try to put Liu Sheng down; Jiang Lian was always like a demon, and she was kicked over and had no strength to fight back. It seemed a bit far-fetched to say that he killed someone...

Could it be that there was a fourth person in the building at that time?

"Kuang Meiying was poured with two basins of cold water and woke up, but she seemed to be frightened and hid whatever she asked, or she would cry. A woman was not good at fisting and hard-pressing..."

Meng Qianzi pondered: "It shouldn't be her. She doesn't have the time to put down Liu Sheng in one move, at least she must have the skills like Jiang Lian."

Liu Guanguo blushed, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back. Meng Qianzi saw it and ignored him for now: "Where is Jiang Lian?"

"I've been beaten and watered, and I'm still half asleep and half awake. Qiu Dong is still thinking of a solution - I want to know what happened to Liu Sheng, and at least I have to ask these two before I can draw a preliminary conclusion."

Yes, at this time, it is best to avoid rash conjectures. Haste is not enough to achieve. The more anxious you are, the more stable you need.

Meng Qianzi then went to see Liu Guanguo: "What are you just trying to say?"

Liu Guanguo was very excited: "Miss Meng, don't be deceived by these people. Maybe they all pretended to be. Jiang Lian killed someone, pretended to be a nightmare and couldn't wake him up. The woman was acting together with him and pretended to be scared to death, just to make us think that they had nothing to do with this matter."

Meng Qianzi refused to say anything: "If it were the ones they killed, why didn't we run away when we didn't notice it, and instead yelled and called us all over?"

Liu Guanguo hated: "There is a whistle outside, can you run away? We put Wei Biao down on the bottom of the head. They don't want to abandon their companions. Besides, they can't run away. If they run away, they think they are guilty, which is equivalent to openly becoming enemies with the mountain ghost... They simply take a dangerous move. As long as they can fool us, they will be eliminated."

Meng Qianzi said nothing.

It's not impossible. One of them couldn't wake up, and the other screamed and fainted. The scenes were very full, maybe they were really performed for her.

Xin Ci heard it from the side and felt a chill on his back: Damn, can I still play like this? This world is too complicated.

While silence, the news from the phone suddenly rang out, Meng Jinsong clicked to check it out.

The person who sent the message was Qiu Dong. In fact, those who were upstairs and downstairs could come up to report, but he was guarding three of them alone, so he was cautious and did not dare to leave without permission.

Meng Jinsong handed the phone to Meng Qianzi.

——Assistant Meng, Jiang Lian woke up, he said there was a misunderstanding and wanted to see our biggest head and make it clear.

It has to be made clear.

Meng Qianzi thought for a while and ordered Meng Jinsong: "Go and tell him Liu Guanguo's words. If he can defend himself, I will give him a chance to speak. If not..."

If not, then I will keep it closed. It would rather be better to catch it by mistake than to be indifferent.

***

Meng Jinsong has been there for quite a while, which gives her plenty of time to look through the drawing papers.

Each piece of paper has a date, and Meng Jinsong has arranged it in chronological order: the paintings in the early stage are rougher, the characters and scenery are also scattered and fragmented, and the later stage is better, with a complete picture.

Several photos were connected together, which was similar to what I had imagined before. It should be that a cargo-free team was robbed by bandits. A family member was accompanied by the team, and he was also injured.

Xin Ci came over to see him and sighed. After all, he met this woman last night, and he got along again and again, and he was considered to have a friendship: "Is this a search for revenge? Looking for the truth of the murder case eighty-ninety years ago? If I want to forget it, it has been so many years, and the enemy has long died, why should I be so persistent..."

As he was talking, there were a lot of footsteps coming from outside.

Xin Ci was revived.

Here comes.

***

Jiang Lian was really beaten very hard, his cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were cracked. He was tied with his hands and was wet. Qiu Dong and Liu Guanguo were carried in from left to right and pressed on the stool sitting at the table.

Meng Jinsong came first and approached Meng Qianzi's ear: "He said he took the things, so he didn't take them seriously, so he just put them on the table."

Meng Qianzi didn't even raise her eyelids: "Is there any on that table?"

Of course not.

Meng Jinsong stood behind her and stopped talking. Qiu Dong and Liu Guanguo were inconvenient to be present and quickly took them out.

Meng Qianzi paid attention to Jiang Lian.

I saw it before, but now I am a person with open eyes. The eyes are the energy and spirit, so it is naturally very different.

He was beaten and tied up, and life and death were hard to say, but he had no fear. Perhaps it was because of the injury, and he was swearing in his mouth, and he was in the mood to look around the room left and right. Finally, his eyes fell on Meng Qianzi.

After looking at her for a while, she actually smiled and said, "It's you."

He also said: "You shouldn't have covered your eyes, it's not breathable, and you'll get better quickly after taking them off."

Meng Jinsong felt that this kid was going to suffer: You don’t know why her eyes hurt? You dare to make fun of it. Although Meng Qianzi occasionally teases others, she never likes others teasing herself, especially those who have caused her to suffer losses.

Sure enough, Meng Qianzi said, "Is that true?"

She picked up the small knife, stroked it between her fingers, and threw it towards Jiang Lian's eyebrows with a knife.

This was too sudden. Xin Ci shouted out "Ah" and Jiang Lian changed his color. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He turned his head quickly, and the knife flew over his ears, and inserted it directly on the wall opposite. The tail of the knife was trembling.

Jiang Lian stopped laughing.

Meng Qianzi said: "Can you speak well now?"

Jiang Lian was silent for a few seconds, smiled again, and nodded happily: "Yes."

"That's what."

"I have to start from scratch, afraid that you will be out of patience."

Meng Qianzi leaned back: "I have patience. I can also make dinner, midnight snacks, and breakfast tomorrow, as long as you have so much to say."

Jiang Lian wanted to say, "That's not necessary, I'm not so arrogant and upright, I'm not so arrogant and upright, so I'm going to hang my heart before I'm lucky.

"Last night was a misunderstanding. I don't know you, nor do I know what you are from. I was originally laying bait and fishing for lantern paintings..."

He called the mountain mirage a lantern painting.

Meng Qianzi interrupted him: "What's your relationship with you?"

Jiang Lian's eyes moved slightly, his face as usual: "The one who walked on his feet? Are you driving the corpse? It doesn't matter. I have heard of it a lot, but I have never seen it with my own eyes."

"Who taught you the lantern painting?"

Jiang Lian hesitated for a moment, but he also knew that it was in the hands of others. He could not win the trust without telling the truth: "I'm a god."

"What's his name?"

"Apart from the same victory."

Kuang Tongsheng and the same surname as Kuang Meiying seem to be Kuang Meiying's blood relatives.

Meng Qianzi always felt that the name sounded very familiar. She turned to look at Meng Jinsong: "Besides, the name Tongsheng, why do I feel like I have heard it somewhere in the past or two days..."

Meng Jinsong really deserves to have a big secret mind, good at remembering all kinds of big and small things. After just thinking about it, he got an answer: "It was Lou Hong mentioned that there was a faction named Huang in their sect, and that person was named Huang Tongsheng, who was the same name as Kuang Tongsheng and had different surnames."

I remembered it, saying that it was in the past 40s, Huang Tongsheng took over the life and ran into a Japanese devil near Changsha. He was swept to death by a round of guns. The body was rotten and no one took it away.

Interesting, the same name actually.

Meng Qianzi didn't believe in such a coincidence: "How old are you, Master Gan?"

"One hundred and six years old."

In the past 40s, Huang Tongsheng should be in his prime. If he really lives to this day, he will be a lucky person in his 100s.

Meng Qianzi was very accurate: Huang Tongsheng should have been injured when he was attacked, but he did not die. He went ashore with the rumored news of his death.

In the field of doing things, it is actually very taboo for others to know their profession. Just think about it, can your neighbor know that you are a death-killing person, and can you still be in harmony with you?

Most corpse-drivers enter the industry because they are poor, and they have to protect their children in this industry, so they cannot marry and have children. Chinese people are quite concerned about "no descendants", so most of them will think about going ashore after saving some books and live a normal life.

In order to get out of the past, they often hide their names, move to another place, and then get married and have children. Many people never mention their experience of walking around the rest of their lives, and even their own sons do not know what they did in the past.

Unexpectedly, by chance, the case of Huang Tongsheng in the past year was solved.

"Then why are you fishing for lantern paintings?"

Jiang Lian shrugged: "This is a private matter, it has nothing to do with your affairs."

After returning to one another, Meng Qianzi was really not interested in finding other people's secrets, so he didn't force him to continue.

"I was finished fishing and the rain was about to stop. I was about to leave. You are here. I thought it was quite strange, so I heard it."

In places like wilderness, it is impossible to get too close. Jiang Lian heard it in the clouds and was not sure what these three people were from the whole process, but one thing is clear: these people call the lantern painting "mountain mirage", saying that the building starts from the beads. If there is a mirage, there must be a mirage bead, and the beads must be fished away.

This has a lot to do with him: he caught this lantern painting to check an important thing. There has not been much progress yet, so the group of people have to fish away the mirage beads. How can he play next?

He said simply: "I don't know what a mirage bead is, nor do I know if this thing exists or not-but I would rather believe it exists. I'll wait to see it, hoping that you can miss it. If you can't catch it, it's fine."

Xin Ci secretly stumbled: Qianzi failed several times last night.

He thought about the scene whenever she missed, Jiang Lian, who was hiding in the dark, would applaud and applaud, and felt that this person was a little inappropriate.

"Who knew I caught it. I didn't think about what to do for a while, so I had to follow you secretly and prepare to find an opportunity to get it back-in-actually, I just wanted to put the mirage bead back in its original place. It was also luck. One of you was scared by the bait I hung..."

Speaking of this, he smiled at Xin Ci: "Is it you?"

Xin Ci's cheeks were hot. When he thought of the moment behind his head, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, and he felt that this person was laughing extremely abominable.

"You all know what's next. I knocked him out at the bottom of the slope. I originally wanted to replace the pillars. I took the mirage beads while you were not careful and ran away. Who knew that I was called out as soon as I got close to me..."

He looked at Meng Qianzi: "You are so cruel. I don't have a chance to speak. Since I don't want to be beaten, I can only beat you."

In fact, there are still opportunities to speak, and it’s not that he doesn’t talk a lot. During the fight, he can shout “This is a misunderstanding”, but since he was beaten first, he was too lazy to pay for this matter. Moreover, he doesn’t think these people are reasonable. Since the fight begins, then fight, who is afraid of whom?
To be continued...