After the rain, a red sun burst out, illuminating the earth.

Yang Shouwen got off Hu's bed, walked to the door and opened the door. He felt a fresh air coming towards him, which immediately made his somewhat muddy mind much more awake.

On the porch, there are basins, wash towels, green salt and toothbrushes.

Looking at the neatly arranged toiletries, Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing... Every day when he woke up, he would see these things, and he knew who these things were written by them. Unconsciously, the figure of the villain holding a basin and placing it on the porch appeared in his mind. Yang Shouwen felt warm in his heart, picked up a toothbrush, dipped it in green salt, and then began to brush his teeth.

"Phhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This toothbrush from the Tang Dynasty was rough and very uncomfortable to use.

If you accidentally, the bristle on the toothbrush will fall off and get stuck between the teeth. Even if you have been reborn for seventeen years, Yang Shouwen is still not used to it. He has to find a way to improve it another day, otherwise it would be painful to brush his teeth like this every day.

After washing up, I felt refreshed.

Yang Shouwen walked to the main hall and saw the young lady walking out of the kitchen like a little adult, holding a food plate in her hand.

"Brother Sitzi, morning."

Seeing Yang Shouwen, a bright smile suddenly appeared on the young lady's little face.

Yang Shouwen hurried over to take the food plate, and then replied softly: "Young mother is earlier than Brother Yizi."

The food plate was breakfast, a bowl of rice porridge, and egg flowers were floating on it, a plate of pickles, two thick pieces, and a pound of meat patties added up, which exuded a strong fragrance.

"Have you eaten by the young lady?"

The young lady looked at the food on the tray and shook her head.

The Yang family's life is good, but even so, Yang and Young Lady can only eat twice a day most of the time. Youzhou is bitter and cold, and there is food shortage. It is not very common for Yang Shouwen to eat three times a day, and every meal is full of meat.

"Then you can eat with Brother Yizi."

Yang Shouwen put the food plate on the porch and sat cross-legged.

The young lady was not willing at first, so how could she sit with her master and her master for a meal?

However, under Yang Shouwen's temptation, the young lady finally gave up her persistence. She secretly looked at the kitchen and found that the mother was still busy in the kitchen, so she opened her mouth and bit her poached egg. However, the poached egg was very hot, and the young lady opened her mouth and kept squirting her hands, but the little face showed a lot of happiness.

Bang!

Just as Yang Shouwen was feeding her young mother a poached egg, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked open.

Yang Rui rushed in without even seeing Yang Shouwen, and then shouted: "Brother is not good, brother is dead..."

When Yang Shouwen heard this, he quickly put down his chopsticks and stood up.

"What are you shouting in the early morning?"

Yang Rui ran to Yang Shouwen panting, swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, everyone is dead, and people are dead at the entrance of the village."

dead?

Yang Shouwen frowned, got off the porch, put on his shoes.

"What a dead person? Tell me clearly and don't panic.

Yang Erlang, you are my father's elf, the son of a dignified county magistrate. Even if you die, you can't even say something clearly. How can you do a big thing in the future? Did you just say that a corpse was found at the entrance of the village?"

Yang Rui's face was pale, and he nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

“That’s right!”

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said, "I went out early in the morning to return to the county town, but I didn't expect that not long after I left the village, I saw a body lying across the road. Brother, this is the first time I have seen a dead person, so of course I am afraid."

Yang Chenglie was a county magistrate, similar to the later public security chief.

Yang Rui is only thirteen years old after all. Even though he has been a ziyi for a year, he has never really participated in the case. He has always been the secretary, spending 99% of his time in the yamen, and never been to the scene. Now that he suddenly found a body, Yang Rui naturally felt inexplicably nervous and panic.

At this time, Yang also ran out.

Yang Shouwen thought for a while and said to Yang: "Auntie, look at Youni, Erlang and I will go over and take a look."

As he spoke, he strode out, while Yang Rui followed him and walked out of the door one after another.

Following the wet path in the village, Yang Shouwen's brothers quickly walked out of the village and saw the body that Yang Rui mentioned about two miles away from the entrance of the village.

But at this time, the small village was already boiling.

The village was taking a few young and strong men to maintain order on the scene. When he saw Yang Shouwen coming, he frowned and stepped forward to stop him.

"Dalang, don't go there. I have sent someone to the county town to inform the yamen. It's better to wait for the yamen people to come."

You are Dalang, your whole family is Dalang!

Yang Shouwen was not interested in the title of "Dalang" because he could easily think of some bad things from this title.

But the problem is, this is a custom.

Even if Yang Shouwen was very disgusted with the word "Dalang", there was nothing he could do.

"Tamura Masa, I just want to see it, it won't get in the way."

If it were in the past, Muramasa would never let it go. But he also knew that Yang Achi, who was struck by lightning, seemed to have a lot of awakening in his head. Yesterday, he even subdued a crazy cow and saved his son. It was reasonable and it was hard for Tamura to continue to stop him, so he could only whisper: "Darang, then be careful."

If you don’t call me ‘Dalang’, I will thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!

Yang Shouwen stepped forward and wanted to go over, but felt someone behind him pulling his sleeve.

"What are you doing?"

He turned his head and looked at it, it was Yang Rui pulling him.

"Brother, since the village official has already reported to the official position, let's not go over and cause trouble."

Yang Rui persuaded in a trembling voice, and the redness on his face was still visible, giving people a feeling of pity.

Yang Shouwen sighed, "Erlang, you are a person in the government... Don't forget that you are now Zhiyi next to your father, and your words and deeds represent your father's face. You don't dare to face a dead person. How can you solve your father's problems in the future? I was too lazy to care about the past. But now, don't lose your father's face."

After saying that, he shook Yang Rui's hand away and walked towards the body.

Yang Rui stood there and hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and followed.

Yang Achi... No, it was the eldest brother who said it was right. Since I became my father's clothes, I would take care of my father's face.

He, Yang Achi, even the eldest brother dared to go over, how could I be afraid?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruiping added a little courage.

But when he saw the corpse again, he couldn't help but run to the side, squatting on the ground and vomiting continuously. This was the second time he saw the corpse, but this time he saw it, it was clearer and more terrifying than the previous one.

However, Yang Shouwenhun didn't care and squatted down next to the corpse.

After all, he is a rebirth, and he has died once, so how could he be afraid of corpses?

The morning sun was particularly bright, shining on the pale corpse, but it gave people an indescribable coldness.

He, Hongguo, lay on the ground, facing his back.

A pair of eyes that were like dead fish, with no emotion at all, looked very unwilling to accept it... He didn't know where his clothes had gone, but he was wearing a pair of black boots on his feet. The wounds were covered with wounds. Perhaps because of the rain, the wounds had deformed and the sides of the wounds were even more white.

To be honest, even though Yang Shouwen was mentally prepared, he felt uncomfortable after seeing the body.

He squatted beside the corpse, resisted the urge to vomit, and carefully examined it before slowly getting up.

"Brother, do you see anything?"

Yang Rui walked over with his legs weak, stood beside Yang Shouwen, and asked softly.

Yang Shouwen glanced at him, "Erlang, you are the only servant here now, why not look at it yourself and find clues?"

"What?"

Yang Rui suddenly widened his eyes and felt the urge to curse.

Damn Yang Achi, I've already vomited like this. Do you want me to see the corpse?

He wanted to refuse, but thought of Yang Shouwen slapped him last night, so he swallowed the words to his mouth again.

Yang Rui walked forward, gritted his teeth, and slowly squatted down.

But when his eyes looked at the dead fish-like eyes of the corpse, he suddenly felt an uncontrollable feeling of vomiting.

"vomit!"

He quickly stood up, turned his head and took two steps, stopped next to a rock, and vomited loudly.

Yang Shouwen looked at him, and after turning around the body twice, he didn't look back and walked along the mountain road into the mountains, looking around while walking, with an unspeakable curiosity in his eyes.

This is the third day of the eighth month of the first year of Shengli, and this is Hugu Mountain outside Changping City.

Not far from here, there are Juyongguan and the resident states where the Khitan Hu people live. The people are fierce and dead are not uncommon.

But what's strange is why that person lies there with red fruit?
Chapter completed!