Love is More Than a Word

Tao Mo ran two more streets, it was indeed headless flies, and even asked a few people one by one. He was helpless and was about to go back to his home, looking for his servants and then searching again, so he heard a porter rushing over and noisily, his mouth cried out, "Dead man, dead man..."

Tao Mo was so distraught that he ran to his place.

There are ponds in the county.

At the moment, dozens of people were surrounded by the pond. Tao Mo squeezed twice and couldn't squeeze in. Hearing the sound of water inside, he shouted anxiously: "I am the county magistrate of this county, everyone else gives way!"

It really works.

The wall, which was originally strict, immediately separated the two sides, exposing the passage.

Tao Mo squeezed it all over his head, but he saw Cai Fengyuan lying on the ground water-drenched. Seeing the stiff body, there was no life. A porter was sitting next to the body, panting and trembling, desperately wearing clothes, and his mouth shouted with anger.

"What's going on?" Tao Mo's words came out a long time ago, his face turned blue already.

The porter originally wanted to go home, but when he saw this question, his eyes lit up, and he did not care about his coldness, stomping his feet, shaking his lips to describe the ins and outs.

It turned out that after Cai Fengyuan knew the truth, it was no longer interesting. He rushed out of Tong's house, which was originally a vent, but then he succumbed to death, saw the water pond, and simply cast it. Fearing his lack of determination, he embraced Dashi when he jumped. According to someone else's description, such a large stone may not be able to be held by ordinary butchers and blacksmiths, but he is not only a scholar without a chicken, but he did not loose it halfway after falling into the water. How arduous is the obsession with death in his heart.

The porter finished talking, staring at Tao Mo.

Tao Mo was embarrassed and quickly praised: "Thank you for your courage."

Seeing what is right?

The porter's bluish-frozen face was even greener, and he froze for a moment before laughing: "Sir, you laughed."

"No, I didn't laugh," Tao Mo said seriously. "It's such a cold weather that everyone is not willing to go into the water."

Everyone around the audience was ashamed.

The porter secretly groaned in his heart: the reason he saved people was to hold the thoughts of gratitude and gratitude. He did not want people to be pulled up with great pains, but he was dead. Originally, Tao Mo was expected to reward him for his bravery in saving people, but now it seems that it is just a delusion.

Tao Mo squatted in front of Cai Fengyuan's body, touching the pulse and sniffing his nose, but people can resurrect, even though a thousand means are impossible.

As the audience hesitated about whether to leave or not, they listened to a shout, and then saw Cui Jiong hurriedly rushed with the government.

"Adult?" Cui Jiong was startled.

Tao Mo stood up and said softly: "Dead."

Cui Jiong glanced at the body on the ground, his brow furrowed invisible. Another murder case! Before the aftermath of Tong Yinghong's case, another life was killed. Seeing that the Chinese New Year was approaching, the frequent occurrence of murders made him headache. What is even more troublesome is that he finds that Tao Mo can be seen in the two recent murders. Whether direct or indirect.

"Sir, please forgive me." Cui Jiong said, winking at the government office behind him.

There are few people left on the scene at this time, but the facts described are similar.

Cui Jiong was still dissatisfied and asked one of them, "Where is the porter in your mouth now?"

The man said: "Mostly it's home. The man wetted his clothes under the water and shivered coldly."

"Exactly. I can testify." Tao Mo's head protruded from behind the man.

Cui Jiong was taken aback and said: "Sir, this matter... just give it to the officer."

"As a parent official, I naturally want to..." Tao Mo's words did not fall, so he listened to Gu Xiaojia calling him from across the street.

Cui Jiong saw Tao Mo, who was like a turtle in his heart, suddenly turned into a little white rabbit, and jumped across the street.

"You, you? Are you here?" Tao Mo said incoherently. If you encounter Gu She twice in a day, how lucky you can describe it twice.

Gu Xiaojia twitched his mouth in the direction surrounded by the concubines, "Dead?"

"It is Cai Fengyuan." Tao Mo looked sad.

Gu Xiaojia wondered: "Who is Cai Fengyuan?"

Tao Modao: "It's Tong Li's sweetheart."

Gu Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "Ah! Is it the one who ran from Tong House?"

Tao Mo nodded.

"How did he die?" Gu Xiaojia asked.

Tao Modao: "Toutang commits suicide."

Gu Xiaojia said in surprise: "Martyrdom?" He didn't expect that there was such a life and death incident.

"Get in the car." Gu She's voice came from the car.

"Wait a moment." Tao Mo ran back to the body, blamed Cui Jiong, and immediately ran back.

Gu Xiaojia suddenly remembered something as he climbed into the carriage, pulling on his trousers: "Wait, have you ever touched the body?"

Tao Mo looked back at him and answered honestly: "Of course."

"Don't get in the car to touch my son!" Gu Xiaojia wanted to pull him off.

Tao Mo just wanted to cooperate, and felt that his shoulder was gently held by a fan. Gu She said indifferently: "No problem."

"But..." Gu Xiaojia still has something to say, but Gu She coldly said: "Drive."

Gu Xiaojia had no choice but to watch Tao Mo climb into the car.

After Tao Mo got in the car, he was not stable. Not only desperate to shrink the body into a ball, but also be careful not to let your hands touch the inner wall of the car.

"Drink tea." Gu She poured tea.

Tao Mo took it by surprise.

"But Cai Fengyuan is dead?" Gu She asked.

The eyes brightened in Tao Mo’s eyes due to Gu She’s intimate move dimmed again. “It is.” A person who was still alive and well before, obviously didn’t want to become a ignorant person in a short time. Corpse.

Gu She suddenly said, "He also got what he wanted."

Tao Modao: "But if Tong girl knows underground, she must hope he can live well instead of following her."

Gu She said: "Even if he is alive, he will live in his remorse. Instead of this, it is better to die a hundred times to get rid of it."

"You can't say that." Tao Mo rarely refuted him. "As long as you live, there will always be hope."

Gu She saw that he was full of emotion, and pouted, but no longer argued.

The carriage turned around.

Tao Mo watched Gu She no longer spoke, but slowly drank the tea, feeling annoyed in his heart, regretting not arguing with him, trying to speak several times, and not knowing where to start, had to lift the curtain to look out of the bed window. I don’t know it, and at first glance, he surprised him: "Where are we going?"

"County Office." Gu Shedao said, "I will send you back."

Tao Mo's cheeks were red, but his expression was overjoyed.

The county government is not far away and will arrive shortly.

Tao Mo has never hated the county government so close.

He reluctantly jumped off the carriage and turned to watch Gu She.

Gu She said: "I will pick you up tomorrow evening."

Tao Mo was stunned for a moment, and was just asking why, the carriage had already been racing down the street and leaping towards the other side.

He returned to the room and was about to change to prepare a bath tub for bathing. He saw Hao Guoguo touched in mysteriously and whispered, "Son, do you know that Mr. Rain has left Pingcheng?"

Tao Mo stunned.

The name of Raining Son is far and familiar to him, close and unfamiliar. It took him a long time to settle down: "How do you know?"

Hao Guoguo said: "It was said in a letter sent to Lao Tao." He looked at Tao Mo and stared at him, shrinking his neck and whispering, "I saw it by accident, I didn't expect that Lao Tao would still Pay attention to the news of Pingcheng."

Tao Mo sighed: "He is for me."

"Where do you think that the raining son will go?" Hao Guoguo said, "Will it be good? Or will you follow that..."

"Fruit!" Tao Mo cut him off.

Hao Guoguo knew that he was speechless and his face was embarrassed. "Maybe he is here to find the young master."

"No, he will not come." Tao Mo low Nan.

Seeing him sullen, Hao Guoguo seemed to fall into the memories he once hurriedly said: "It's hard to say, after all, he was very good to the young master."

Tao Mo said silently for a while: "The past is the past."

Hao Guoguo nodded in a hurry: "Yes, yes. Compared to Gu She, Yang Yu is really much worse."

"Gu She." Tao Mo whispered his name softly, but his thoughts floated early to the appointment of tomorrow evening.