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Looking across her eyes like autumn water, Zhang Shaochen suddenly forgot what he was thinking just now.
Right now, he just feels that the scene in front of him is a bit unreal.
I am just a small figure from the undercover Demon Cult. To put it bluntly, I am just an insignificant pawn in the eyes of those high-ranking big men.
But now, I am sitting opposite to each other in front of the food stall in the morning market, drinking porridge together with the famous, top-notch big shots in this misty morning;
It's all right to drink porridge together, such a noble person like a fairy, but still has full eyebrows, expressing affection with her¡ª¡ª
"Bah bah! Wrong, it's 'eyebrows'!"
When correcting himself in his heart, he heard someone say again:
"Everyone, do you know? I, Liu Ren, have a relative who is the head of the Changsun Mansion."
"He went to the city to buy vegetables in the morning, passed by my house, and told me that the leader of the Hailong Gang who hid in Changsun's mansion and specialized in loan sharks died during the chaos in the mansion last night."
"Good death!" Lao Sun slapped his thigh and couldn't help blurting out, "That stupid grandson should have died a long time ago!"
"Shut up!" Qian Zhong glanced at him, "Old Sun, don't blame my brother for not reminding you, the Hailong Gang is still there, they are powerful, don't get into trouble."
"What are you afraid of!" Unexpectedly, the old sun was still very stubborn, and said with a stiff neck, "Lei Chuang hid in the house of a high official, and he was killed. Now it is their Hailong gang who want to be a man with their tails between their legs!"
"You¡ª¡ª" Qian Zhong was a little angry, but after thinking about it again, he felt that, not to mention, what Old Sun said made some sense.
At this time, Tao San next to him also echoed:
"That's right, that guy Lei Chuang is so cunning, he hides in the Changsun's mansion like a turtle."
"Isn't he dead now?"
"The ones to be afraid of are their Hailong Gang."
"Let's just say yes!" Seeing someone agreeing and being encouraged, Lao Suntou puffed out his chest and said boldly, "I don't know which kind of hero did such a good thing."
"It's boring to set fire or something."
"Even if half of the Changsun Mansion is burned down, so what?"
"Don't the officials and lords still search for the hard-earned money of our people and rebuild it?"
"My old grandson thinks that instead of killing the villain Lei Chuang, he has done a great deed."
"The person who killed him is really a Buddha of thousands of families, he is a real hero!"
"Yep!"
"Yes, yes, what Old Sun said is true."
Everyone echoed, even Qian Zhong, the county magistrate with the highest status among them, couldn't help but nodded.
Hearing Lao Suntou's comments, Feng Yaoge looked at Zhang Shaochen, half smiling, half angry.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Shaochen straightened his face immediately, expressing that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and remained humble in the face of praise.
At this time, I heard Liu Ren say again:
"Old brothers, there are quite a few of us here, all discussing life on the pier, and we were talking about Yuan Xian in Wanghai Town together two days ago."
"But I didn't expect that brother Yuan Xian's revenge would be avenged so quickly, and that bastard Lei Chuang would be buried with brother Yuan so soon."
"That's right!" Qian Zhong reacted very quickly, his eyes lit up and said, "Could it be Yuan Xian's brother Yuan Chao who did it?"
"Old Qian! What's the matter with you?" The old grandson glared at Qian Zhongdao angrily with his eyes puffed up, "What? We poor brothers chatting together, cursing corrupt officials, and talking about good people is also regarded as punishing evil." Shan, what's the matter with you, old Qian, who only wants to make meritorious deeds and arrest people?"
"Will my brother dare to chat with you after a few more?"
Hearing what he said, other people in the food stall, such as Tao San, Liu Ren, etc., looked at Qian Zhong all of a sudden, and their eyes were very unfriendly.
"No, no." Qian Zhong quickly waved his hand to deny it.
As the saying goes, public anger is hard to offend, and besides, although Qian Zhong is an official of the county government, he and these elder brothers have been neighbors for many years.
To be honest, even if there is such a credit for arresting the suspect, if it is at the cost of the many years of friendship with these old buddies, then Qian Zhong would really rather not have this credit.
At this time, Tao Sanyi changed his mind and called out:
"It can't be Yuan Chao."
"I know him, he is strong and brave, but if he wants to sneak into the Changsun's mansion to kill people, does he have the ability and the courage?"
"Well." Tao San said meaningfully, "In my opinion, Tao San, maybe it was taken by God."
Lao Sun and the others were taken aback for a moment: "God took it? How do you say it?"
Tao San said eloquently:
"Look, there was a fire and a dead person last night. Who has the ability to dare to make such a fuss in the Changsun Mansion?"
"So it must be that God couldn't stand it. He first sent down fire from the sky, and then sent ghost generals and soldiers to kill that bastard Lei Chuang."
"These words are reasonable." A green-robed scholar who had been listening to Tao San couldn't help but nodded in agreement with Tao San's words, "The saint has a saying, 'Respect ghosts and gods and stay away'."
"Although the sage taught me to stay away from ghosts and gods, he clearly also said that ghosts and gods do exist in this world."
"Before Xiaosheng, I still didn't believe it, but looking at it now, I'm afraid something might happen."
"Alas! The retribution of ghosts and gods is really scary!"
"That's right! Look, look! Even the scholars agree with me!" Tao Sanhuan looked at everyone, triumphantly.
Seeing this, Qian Zhong, who had some doubts at first, couldn't help but believe it.
Qian Zhong raised his head, looked in the direction of Changsun Mansion on Hualuo Mountain in the distance, and then said to himself:
"It turns out that it is God, who has long held a grudge"
Other people also agreed one after another, thinking that this matter must be the work of gods and ghosts.
Hearing this, Feng Yaoge smiled sweetly.
She raised her chopsticks, picked up a deep-fried stick, and handed it to the young man. Uncharacteristically, she said softly:
"Please invite the ghost master to eat fried dough sticks."
Zhang Shaochen was also polite, took the fried dough sticks with his chopsticks, put them in a bowl, then pushed the seasoning bottle on the bamboo table towards her, and said in a low voice:
"The porridge is a bit bland, please add some sauce to my sister."
Feng Yaoge took the seasoning bottle with a smile, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, feeling very comfortable.
After burying his head in eating for a while, Zhang Shaochen got up when he was almost done eating, and said to the boss very grandly:
"Bill, please!"
Unexpectedly, the owner of the stall earlier waved his hand and said:
"Young master, someone has settled the bill for you."
"Huh?" Zhang Shaochen felt a little strange, "It's weird, I don't know anyone here in Xiangshan Boss, where is the person who paid me the bill?"
"Here, over there¡ª" the boss pointed to the east of Long Street.
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