Chapter 217

Pan Zhuqing is no exception: "I don't sympathize with him. He really deserves to die. But don't forget that the real killer is still at large in the dark. Now we are indirectly adding a golden bell cover to the murderer. I'm afraid they will only become more rampant in the future. It's just that these people surnamed Qian forced me to take risks. It's really stupid and hateful. "

Xue Jiu nodded after hearing this. He also felt that his anxiety was quite reasonable“ That's true... Shall we continue to investigate this case? "

Pan Zhuqing said firmly, "check, of course. We must find out the real murderer. "

Xue Jiu thought for a while and then asked, "could Zhao Changyuan do it?"

"No." Pan Zhuqing answered very simply and looked down at the chess game.

"Isn't he controlled by Mingjiao people?" Xue Jiu was puzzled by Pan Zhuqing's reaction. Zhao Changyuan appeared at the scene, but pan Zhuqing didn't seem to doubt him.

Pan Zhuqing picked up a sunspot and rubbed it in his hand: "the Ming sect people hate Zhao Xiong so much. If they really instructed him to do so, they would never have asked him to destroy his body. Instead, everyone who will do it knows that he has no way out. That's why I didn't bother to investigate him. "

"Then why don't we just put it on him." Xue Jiu blurted out, but he regretted it after he said it. If he could do so, would pan Zhuqing wait until now? Isn't it because of the baby pan Jingyuan's life“ Oh, my subordinates are confused. "

Pan Zhuqing didn't care what he said. Instead, he raised his head, blinked, and said to him with some cunning eyes, "well, you secretly help me investigate a person." With that, he folded off the branch in front of him and wrote a word on the ground.

Xue Jiu was surprised: "young master suspects him?"

Pan Zhuqing threw down the branch and said calmly, "the existence of this guy always makes me feel a little strange. As for where the blame is, I don't have a clue for the moment. Check it secretly first, but remember, don't make a fuss. "

"Yes!" Xue Jiu replied, but even though he was discouraged, he complained: "Alas, I thought the situation was more and more favorable for us. Hearing what the young master said, Xue Jiu was a little confused again. "

Seeing that he was so depressed, pan Zhuqing couldn't help laughing: "you don't have to be so depressed. The situation is really more and more favorable to us. Isn't everyone who should come coming? " Then he dropped the sunspot in his hand“ Chess is dead, but man is alive. "

At breakfast the next day, Liu took the note sent by Zhao Changyuan to Gong Yueyue.

The little thin paper, with black characters in a row, made the little girl jump up in a moment: "is this the word of my husband? Is this really a Xianggong word? My husband came back? Where is my husband? "

Liu quickly and reluctantly pulled back Gong Yueyue who was ready to rush out of the door: "girl, girl... Ah, girl, don't be so excited. Listen to my mother, zhaoer hasn't come back. You can eat your breakfast at ease."

But Gong Yueyue didn't give up: "then this is..."

"This is your father. On his way to the military camp yesterday, a beggar stuffed it for him."

After listening to his mother-in-law's words, Gong Yueyue was even more puzzled: "beggar? Did my husband join the beggars' sect? Become a beggar? " She promised with heroic words yesterday that she would be willing to be a woodcutter and a fisherman in the future, but she was a beggar... It was really beyond her expectation and challenged her fragile nerves.

Liu pushed her and said angrily, "the girl is full of nonsense. If he calls him a beggar, what's in your stomach? Little beggar? He may have something important to do before he sent a message to your father to report his safety. As for the beggar, your father said it was probably just a cover up. "

"Oh, that's right." Gong Yueyue raised her eyebrows and felt that her idea was really absurd and ridiculous. It was not shooting the legend of Shooting Heroes

Put down these wild thoughts, she spread out the note in her hand and silently read it: "Ann, parents don't read, be sure to cherish... ANN, parents don't read, be sure to cherish... Parents don't read, be sure to cherish... No more..." after repeated meditation, she also looked over and over the note, trying to find every word in it, Even a punctuation mark is about her Gong Yueyue... But the result disappointed her“ Mother, is there any father who forgot to give it to you? "

Liu didn't see the loss on her face. While eating porridge, he shrugged and said, "no, just this note."

"Really? But Xiaomei didn't see it... "Not only did Xiaomei think so, but even Fu Yun found that Gong Yueyue was indeed a little melancholy.

Gong Yueyue didn't speak again. He walked forward slowly and pushed away the branches and leaves in front of him with his hands all the way, just like trying to get rid of the boring mood in his heart. But like the endless branches on both sides of the path, her mood showed no sign of improving. She was happy that he was alive. He knew that keeping his family safe proved that he had not completely lost his heart, and she was even happier. It's just... There seems to be a sour shadow in her heart, which can't be ignored anyway.

Finally, she stopped, looked down at her round belly, and asked in a sad tone, "can you tell me if my Xianggong Association doesn't want me?"

Fu Yun shook his head helplessly and didn't speak. Xiaomei excitedly refuted her: "what are you talking about, miss?"

"Then why did he kill me as soon as I woke up? Finally came some news, but didn't mention a word to me? " At this point, she slowly turned around and faced Xiaomei and Fu Yun.

Xiaomei took her little arm and said softly, "Miss, don't think about it. My uncle likes you so much. Even if he doesn't want everyone, he won't want you. "

Zhao Changyuan's words to Tian Hai and his wife before leaving the desert still make them sigh today. From time to time, Xiaomei moved out of Zhao Changyuan to be angry with Tian Hai: "people say things are like masters. Why don't you even compare with one tenth of your young master?" However, Tian Hai is not a vegetarian. He will immediately move out of Gong Yueyue and blast him back: "it's only a few days since my young grandmother passed the door, so she conceived two children for my young master. People say that things are like masters. Why don't you have one now? "

However, these are digressions. Even if Zhao Changyuan's performance was again moving, Gong Yueyue didn't know. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was faced with Zhao Changyuan's ferocious eyes and cold butcher's knife. Such stimulation can't be ignored for a woman who has experienced life and death, separation and choice, and will experience great pain in life“ Is it? Maybe. " She pursed her lips, and her heart was still sore.

Fu Yun finally couldn't help but open his mouth and advised her: "you, ah, this is because the time of childbirth is approaching, so you will worry about gain and loss and think nonsense."

"Am I really thinking too much? But I was about to have a baby, but he didn't even mention a word. " While talking, she hit the branch around her impatiently and angrily, but the branch bounced back and smoked on her red face.

Although she was neither painful nor itchy, her expression made Xiaomei and Fu Yun smile in front of her. It seems that every plant and tree has emotions.

Fu Yun finally stopped smiling, stroked the dust on Gong Yueyue's face and said softly, "don't think so much. In another month, you will have two more relatives. It's all yours. You should be happy to wait to meet them, instead of putting yourself in a situation you can't control. "

Gong Yueyue is also vaguely aware that his state at this moment is somewhat hypocritical. The delivery was imminent, and her husband reported peace to the family. What was her little unhappiness“ I used to comfort you, but now I need you to comfort me. How could I become so useless and so cowardly! I'm losing myself. "

"Because you care too much about him. Let him occupy all the positions in your heart step by step, and naturally there will be no place for you. " While enlightening her, Fu Yun smiled bitterly and mocked himself. He was just a bystander. In her own emotional world, she is still a real weak person“ But fortunately, you already have a place to live. All the positions in his heart are yours. Believe me, how you care about him now is how he cares about you. "

Just like what Gong Yueyue said about Zhao Xiong, some things are unbearable after all. She couldn't understand Zhao Changyuan's silence for so long, and she couldn't swallow it anyway. After two rounds of walking, she returned to the room alone. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. She conveniently picked up the pillow Zhao Changyuan had slept, put it vertically on her legs, and slapped her in the face

"Smelly man! Every time! When you go out, it's like a runaway wild horse. When people don't exist at all! "

"And said you were there anyway! People are scared to death now! You stink man, you don't even have a word of comfort! "

"Oh, I'm so angry! Ah ah! "

In a burst of hysterical vent, an extremely slight tearing sound came into her ear. When I looked at the place repeatedly ravaged by her slap, the thread was broken and the cotton wool was exposed... Her distressed eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were all tangled together: "ah... Sorry, my husband, how did you break your head..."

Ming religion in the desert has a long history. It is quite mature in terms of martial arts system, equipment, finance and personnel structure. The pagoda of the Ming religion is also like the personnel structure of the whole Ming religion. The most noble leader lives at the top, followed by the high Dharma protector, high priest, altar master, preacher, etc... ordinary believers do not live in the pagoda. But scattered in the houses around the pagoda.

More humble than ordinary believers are prisoners like Zhao Changyuan who have been poisoned and have no freedom. However, some of them were arranged to live in the pagoda. The reason is simple - easy to manage. Most of these people are deeply poisoned and lose their mind. It doesn't matter if you look silent on weekdays. Once you get angry and get poisoned, you will kill and commit evil. The high level of Mingjiao imprisoned these people, mostly because they betrayed our religion, so they used poison to drive them to continue to work for our religion, but they didn't want to see these people kill innocent people indiscriminately and become a scourge to the residents of this area.