Drunken and faintly dreaming

The tragedy that happened in Soseki Town last night was bizarre and weird, and the ending was unbelievable. What many residents of the town and the surrounding mountain people didn't expect was that the man who was killed tragically turned out to be kind to others and keep his own rules.

Qiu Laoliu!

The bizarre circumstances of this suspicious case not only caused a lot of discussion among the people, but also gave Song Che, the Junzhou official who came to handle the case, a headache. After so many years as an official in Junzhou, Song Che had never been involved in such a situation.

Difficult case to investigate...

So, why did Song Che, who was a Junzhou official, suddenly go to Soseki Town on the edge of Mangcang Mountain to investigate the case? There is still something to say here.

Although this Soseki town is close to Mangcang Mountain in Jiaxing Prefecture, it is administratively affiliated with Yong'an County in Junzhou. Therefore, once it is learned that a major murder has occurred here, Junzhou Prefectural Government must dispatch officials to investigate

and review.

This official Song Che, who had just been transferred from other places to Junzhou and took office not long ago, had solved many major and strange cases during his tenure. His reputation for investigating and handling cases was no less than that of his predecessor Song Ci. However, today

, he felt helpless for a while about the mysterious and tragic death of mountain man Qiu Laoliu.

However, Song Che was Song Che. Faced with such a bizarre and suspicious case, he quickly clarified his ideas for investigation and evidence collection, and quickly took effective actions. They had just ordered the placement of the dead body, and Song Che

Bian immediately took several police officers and visited a large circle around the crime scene...

By asking Qiu Laosi and some surrounding people, Song Che learned that the deceased Qiu Laoliu was withdrawn, liked to live alone, and had little interaction with people in the same village. In the past month and a half, Qiu Laoliu was responsible for caring for people not far from the mountain road.

A peach grove, and has been living alone in a small wooden house guarding the forest.

"A lonely forest guard" - in Song Che's opinion, this is a very important message. In the wild mountains and wild places late at night, if you want to attack a lonely old forest guard, an average strong person would be able to do it

Enough. So, who is it? Why would he kill such a lonely person?

…

In the early morning when chickens were crowing, someone lit a small fire in the small cave on the cliff of Misty Gorge. Three figures gathered around the fire, eating dry food and talking.

"Dabi, did you really see that the North Tiger, who was once a master in the world, was so easily killed with an arrow?" Lu Xi asked impatiently.

"Well, it's absolutely true." Luo Yibing nodded repeatedly and said in a very affirmative tone - thinking about the scene at that time, he was really frightened.

"Brother Hammer, you can see it very clearly?" Lu Xi still didn't want to believe that the result was true.

"That's right... that's right, oh!" Liu Xingchui, who was swallowing sesame seed cakes with his head down, almost choked in order to answer.

At this moment, the lingering shadow that lingers in Lu Xi's mind is: the weird back of his cousin's collection last night. "Why? What on earth did my cousin do to do such a thing?"

?” Even Lu Xi, who has always been quick-thinking, was puzzled by this.

For the three righteous men who formed the "Three Piers" charity society, the fact that they failed to save the old man last night was already a great shame. For a while, the cave fell silent, with only

There was a constant "chirping" sound of vigorously chewing sesame seed cakes.

A splendid morning glow penetrated the morning mist, reflecting a colorful scene outside the cave. After a whole night of tossing, the three brothers, who had already eaten and drank enough, just began to stagger on the floor to sleep. After a while,

There was already a sound of snoring in the cave...

Five or sixty feet up from this cave, after turning two more corners, is the small Taoist temple of Taoist priest Taoist clogs. At 4:30am last night, the little Taoist boy Xiaotong was ordered to go to the backyard to visit.

Looking out the window of the guest room, I saw the quilt on the bed was high - obviously the guest was still asleep.

Half an hour later, at a quarter before five o'clock, Xiaotong went to the backyard to visit again - only to find that the guest room was still the same as before. However, the attentive Xiaotong found strangely: the quilt on the bed seemed to be the same as before, almost the same as before.

Nothing has changed!

"This doesn't make sense. It's impossible for people to sleep like that - how could they not move at all within half an hour?" Xiaotong was suddenly full of doubts and had to rush to tell the master.

Who would have expected that in the reception room, the Taoist priest of the wooden clogs was sitting upright on the couch, as if in trance. And what about Nan Hezi? He was concentrating on studying a book he had brought with him. Seeing such a situation, Xiaotong felt that it was inconvenient to disturb him.

I had no choice but to stand silently outside the door.

It wasn't until the rooster crowed three times that Taoist Taoist priest suddenly woke up from his "sitting sleep" in high spirits, while Nan Hezi, who was in the same room with him, still looked like he was wandering in a state of selflessness. It looked like this

The two experts should be competing for their strength.

"Brother He, you win this time!" Taoist priest Taoist Clogs felt that as the master, he should give in first, so he readily admitted defeat.

"Brother Mu Dao, why are you like this? This is not your usual style!" Nan Hezi not only wanted to be nice, but also wanted to take advantage of him verbally.

"Report to Master——" The obedient little Tong understood the meaning of Nan Hezi's words outside the door and hurriedly spoke to help smooth things over.

"Disciple, what's the matter?" Taoist priest Taoist clogs immediately changed the subject and asked in a higher tone.

"The guest in the backyard... seems to have disappeared long ago."

"Oh?" Taoist priest Mu Mu and Nan Hezi exclaimed almost in unison. Taoist Mu Mu pondered for a moment and then asked hurriedly: "Be more clear, what is going on?"

So, Xiaotong told what she saw when she went to the backyard last night, as well as her own doubts.

"What a shame, you Xin Laoer, you actually left without saying goodbye." After hearing this, the Taoist priest said with dissatisfaction.

Nan Hezi, on the other hand, seemed much calmer. He said calmly: "The tiger from the north will definitely return to the north."

It seemed that the outcome of the matter was completely expected by Nan Hezi. So, Nan Hezi's sudden visit last night - was it also premeditated?

After waiting for half the night, he finally got the exact result, and Nanhezi himself felt satisfied. At that moment, he stood up, declined the invitation of Taoist Taoist Geta to have breakfast with him, and left the Taoist temple without looking back.

Shortly after Nan Hezi left, the morning light quickly filled the entire Taoist temple. At this time, a person walked out of the backyard leisurely. Who was this person? He was Nan Hezi who had been "squatting down" hard all night

Xin Zhuihu!

Xin Zhuihu came out at the right time, just in time to enjoy some breakfast with Taoist priest Taoist clogs. At the dinner table, the two old friends looked at each other and smiled, and even Xiaotong who was waiting on the side also smiled.

Unconsciously, I smiled quietly...