Guarding The Dungeon For Eighty Years, Born Invincible

Ning Jiexiu thought that it should be that the three-faced monster gave up the idea of ​​using this method to attack own after he realized that he had practiced horizontal kung fu, and the darts were probably useless to him.

These darts were made by a monster, so it's not suitable to keep them around and use them for yourself. In addition, since he doesn't know how to dart, Ning Jiexiu decided to sell the three darts at a pawn shop. These three darts can be carried by the demon, presumably the materials used to make them should be quite precious.

Early the next morning, Ning Jiexiu went out with the three hundred taels of cash.

As soon as he walked out of the headquarters of Fumosi, Ning Jiexiu heard the wandering hawkers on the street talking and chatting happily with others.

Ning Jiexiu was curious, so he deliberately approached the past.

"Have you heard that a demon died on Tian'an Pian Street last night. The way he died was so miserable. I don't know who crushed his face."

"What does Fumosi do? How can there be monsters in Chaotiandu? This dereliction of duty should not punish them severely once."

"Don't make such dangerous remarks, lest someone knock on your door to ask you how you are."

The profession of wandering hawkers should be the most sensitive group in Chaotiandu. No one can tell how many wandering hawkers there are in Chaotiandu.

As the instigator, Ning Jiexiu stood silently among the crowd and listened to the peddler's description of the three-faced demon's death, which was interesting.

A wandering peddler suddenly said: "There are a lot of strange things that happened today. The youngest son of the shopkeeper of Yun's cloth shop in the south of the city got married last night. Who would have thought that there would be a strange cry in the bridal chamber in the middle of the night, when the shopkeeper Yun brought his servants with him?" After the maid broke in, I saw that the husband and wife had been hanged to the beam."

"The red thing turned into a white thing, and there is such a tragic thing, so it is quite miserable for the black-haired man to send the white-haired man to the shopkeeper Yun."

Ning Jiexiu shook his head, feeling deep sympathy for the shopkeeper Yun who had never met face to face.

Anyone who encounters this kind of situation, the collapse of mentality is beyond the experience and imagination of others.

Squeezing out of the crowd, Ning Jiexiu walked directly to a shop not far away on the street, intending to buy ready-made clothes that he could wear.

I never thought that when Ning Jiexiu first walked into the cloth shop, he saw an acquaintance at a glance.

It was his boss, Su Qianxi, the Bronze Leopard Volunteer Demon Commander.

Today's Su Qianqian was not wearing black and silver chain armor, and she was wearing an apricot yellow dress, which looked like the eldest lady of someone's family.

"Master Su." Ning Jiexiu hurriedly greeted him.

Su Qianqian turned around: "It's you, you just lived in Fumosi, but you're still used to it."

Ning Jiexiu nodded and said, "It's not much different from when we were in the rookie camp. Master Su is concerned."

"I originally planned to let you get used to it for a few days before assigning tasks to you. Since you have met me now, then come with me. It can be regarded as familiarizing yourself with the work of Fu Mowei early." Su Qianqian took it from the shopkeeper of Buxing. Passed a package, and then greeted Ning Jiexiu to walk outside the store.

"Ah, this..." Ning Jiexiu was speechless for a while, why did he skip to the part of getting familiar with the work in advance.

But since the boss has already spoken, Ning Jiexiu naturally has no right to refuse, and the matter of clothes can only be postponed until the next time.

After striding to catch up with Su Qianqian and walking side by side with her, Ning Jiexiu asked curiously, "Master Su, where are we going now?"

"Yun's cloth line."

Ning Jiexiu was stunned: "Is it Yun's Buxing who hanged himself from the beam at the same time as the newlyweds? Could it be that there is something evil behind all of this?"

Su Qianqian glanced sideways at Ning Jiexiu: "I didn't expect you to know about this, the news is quite well-informed."

"I just have a little bit of public information. If Lord Su knows something exclusive to Fumosi, can you disclose it to me?"

"It's hard to say at the moment, you'll know when you get to the Yun family's business."

Led by Su Qianqian, the two soon arrived at Yun's Cloth Shop in the south of the city. The red silk and the Chinese character "囍" at the gate had not been removed yet, but the doorkeeper was already wearing a black cloth on his arm. hoop.

"I am Fumosi Fumowei. I want to see Shopkeeper Yun." Su Qianqian took out a bronze medal engraved with a leopard's head and said directly.

The clerk ran into the cloth store immediately, and after a while a middle-aged man with an extremely vicissitudes of complexion came out, his eyes were red, obviously he had cried a lot.

"Caomin Yunheng has seen your lord."

"You sent someone to Fumosi to report the incident last night. I will take over this matter. Just take me to the scene to have a look." Su Qianqian said.

"Your Excellency, come with me."

At this time, the courtyard was full of Yun Heng's family members, crying loudly there.

"My lord, that's the room. My son's body is still hanging in it. I'm afraid of getting emotional, so I won't go in with you." Yun Heng pointed to a room in the courtyard and choked up.

Su Qianqian nodded, then walked over with Ning Jiexiu and opened the door to enter.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ning Jiexiu was slightly surprised. It was similar to what the wandering peddler said. On the main beam in the house, a couple in wedding dress hanged themselves with a white rope.

Everything in the house is normal, and there is no trace of a fight. It can be ruled out that someone killed himself and pretended to hang himself.