There is not much "get out" for two taels, let alone two people drinking together.

After seeing that the wine was finished, Mr. Wei climbed onto the bed. Han Qiufen got up and began to clean up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and the wine cup. The scholar sat on the ground again, holding his head with one hand and painting on the ground in front of him with the other hand. It was not until the morning when Han Qiufen asked the scholar to leave Mr. Wei's house.

After stepping onto the street, Han Qiufen looked at the scholar and waved goodbye to the scholar.

The scholar yawned: "Go busy, we'll see you later." After that, the scholar turned his hands behind his back and turned into an alley in the opposite direction.

Han Qiufen stood for a while and turned around and walked forward. Now he had to drink a bowl of soy milk to warm his stomach.

Earlier today, before the swish truck entered the city, the gambler who lived in the neighborhood west of Dengke Street had already left the house, and the gambler had been sleeping for a night.

Seeing that he was walking on the pawn shop early this morning, he probably had no surplus on his hands.

The gambler looked a little dazed. He walked slowly on Liao Wuren's street, dragging his shoes and holding a piece of jade in his right hand.

The jade is warm and translucent, and carved with many beautiful patterns. It looks like a valuable jade pendant.

The gambler's thumb stroked the pattern of the jade pendant, and every step he took was heavy. At this moment, the gambler seemed to be recalling something.

In a trance, he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet and almost tripped by a bucket placed in front of the people's door.

The gambler staggered and staggered his body, checked the jade pendant that had just been buried in his palm with a look of gratitude. Then he carefully put the jade pendant in his arms and patted it through his clothes.

The gambler cursed and turned around. He clenched his fists heavily, but looked at the stains on the bucket and held back the bucket and smashed it into pieces.

He turned around and took a deep breath of air. He stopped looking at the bucket, but walked back towards the pawn shop. The gambler's feet had just moved forward.

As he moved, he felt a heavy ball. He didn't know when it fell near his feet. At this time, the gambler no longer suppressed his emotions. He kicked the ball under his feet and kicked it away.

After venting his anger, the gambler vented two breaths of air happily.

He quickly walked towards the thing that was kicked away by him. He looked closely and said, "I'm afraid it's not a head!"

Then the gambler's voice seemed to be blocked. He shivered and kept stepping back, but he couldn't turn around.

The gambler fell to the ground without paying attention.

Before he could cry, he turned over, closed his mouth, and ran out of the street.

By noon, this incident was already like a spring dandelion, floating everywhere, and the panic of the people was soon diluted by a bet.

The gambler's surname is Jiang, and he was the guy who destroyed the scene of the crime this morning. After he found the body out of the alley this morning, he immediately reported the news to the yamen runner who was looking for a job on the road. Then he went straight to the house of the big dealer Zhou, who was driving the gambling market. The gambler's servant woke up Zhangguan Zhou and hurriedly put the good jade on his body into the gambling game.

Looking at the excited back of the gambler, Manager Zhou pondered for a moment, turned to the accountant who had just rushed to make the account, saying, "Do you pay 50 taels of silver from the account and pay him a lot."

The accountant should have done so, and when he saw that there was nothing else in the early morning of the Qing Dynasty, he took his leave first.

Whether a person dies or not, two answers are easy to bet!

Where is the crime scene? The answer is too correct, so it is not easy to bet.

Even the old man from Guobei County dared not say that he visited every corner of the county and was familiar with the information of each household.

So in the end, Manager Zhou proposed a plan, and it was precisely because of this proposal.

Manager Zhou became the biggest dealer in this bet.

His plan is that this time, there are only three bets:

1. The crime scene is inside the house (covered bunker)

2. The crime is outside the house (both inside and outside the house belongs to the house)

3. There is no place for the crime

As of noon today, the odds of these three bets are:

One compensation is five, one compensation is five, one compensation is twenty

The gambler made a fortune, and the shopkeeper Zhou also made a small profit.

The administration of Guobei County is not honest, but the lives of the people can be considered peaceful.

Therefore, most of the people in Guobei County are very simple. Such bizarre cases usually only occur in other county towns, or are circulated in stories and famous actors. So no one would think that the murderer would dismember the person and throw it into the bucket.

Someone in the county died, but was brutally dismembered, and there was no clue who the murderer was.

In this way, the people finally understood that the difference between storytelling and rumors and bloody reality is very different.

The entire Guobei County seems much calmer on the surface than before, but the calm surface hides unbearable anxiety.

The yamen runners also began to patrol and search the county day and night, searching strangers from house to house and searching for clues.

The yamen runners even dug up all the places where the suspected burial of the corpse could be found in the county.

The curfew time was much earlier, and the mutton winery closed early, and Han Qiuequin also packed up his things early and returned to the Land Temple.

After Han Qiuequin separated from the scholar last night, the scholar didn't know where he went.

The land temple is located in the outskirts of the county, and because no one takes care of it for a long time, the grass grows very densely.

There is a tree growing next to the exterior wall of the Land Temple in the grass outside the Land Temple. When Han Qiuequin came back, he saw two tall brown and red horses tied to the tree.

One of the horses was lowering their heads and eating the straw bar at their feet, while the other horse kept raising its head, as if observing something.

There are resting guests in the Land Temple tonight, which is not uncommon. Generally, those who come to the Land Temple to stay are those who are rushing to rest.

Generally, these people who are on the road only delay for one night and leave the Land Temple early in the morning. Han Qiuequin is not surprised by this.

Han Qiuequn pushed open the wooden door, and the opposite door was the statue of the God of Land.

There is a corner to the left of the statue. Two men in black sat in the corner. The two burned a bonfire and sat cross-legged on the wall, surrounding the bonfire to keep warm.

When the two of them just saw someone coming in, they subconsciously raised their heads, looked at Han Qiufen, and quickly turned their eyes away and looked elsewhere. It was thought that they saw that the person who came in was just a half-grown boy, so they didn't care.

Han Qiuequn took out the bedding from under the wooden frame where the statue was placed, and moved to the corner of the wall to the right of the statue with the bedding cover.

Shaking the bedding cover in the corner, Han Qiufei lay down, put one hand under his head, used it as a pillow, and his body faced the wall with his back facing the statue.

Three strangers who don’t know each other, gods on wooden frames, and dilapidated land temples.
Chapter completed!