282,——The thirty-first cannon fodder——(1/2)
Chapter 3
Jiang Dan was about to be unable to stop him. He looked at Mr. Hongye, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Hongye, you and Master are old friends. Master really has something to deal with now. Please advise everyone."
, Master will thank you profusely afterwards."
Mr. Hongye opened his small eyes, shook his fan and said innocently, "Jiang Dan, please make it clear. I only have some friendship with Daxia Jiang, but among you, who among you has not been with Daxia Jiang for more than ten years?"
There is nothing more than friendship between me and Daxia Jiang."
Seeing everyone's shouting getting louder and louder, Xiao Yu'er also walked out from behind, "Hey, why are you all here? Aren't you competing in the front hall? The venue has been moved?"
"Why are you here?" Jiang Dan asked quickly when he saw Xiao Yu'er coming out from behind, fearing that he would see something he shouldn't see or say something he shouldn't say.
"I went to use the toilet. Your house is so big. I searched for a long time before I found the toilet. When I came back, I couldn't find the way back. I envy you for living in such a big place every day." Xiao Yuer accompanied him.
The person who accompanied Jiang Dan said with envy, but Jiang Dan always felt that there was something in his words.
"Master Jiang, Hongye has something important to discuss, so please come out and see her."
When no one noticed, Mr. Hongye had already walked to the door, knocked on the door and said loudly. Jiang Dan was shocked. Originally, if these people stopped them, they would never be able to come to the backyard, but they happened to
The servants didn't stop them, so they got to the backyard.
What should we do in this situation now?
"Mr. Mung Bean also has something important to do to meet the hero of Incomparable Benevolence and Righteousness. Please come out and see him."
Xiao Yu'er and Mr. Hongye stood at the door, just like the two door gods. Jiang Dan stamped his feet anxiously, but there was still nothing he could do.
I only heard a sound of 'Ah...' from inside.
Everyone outside was shocked. The voice was not loud, but they were all martial arts practitioners, so their hearing was naturally very good. They walked to the door quickly. Xiao Yuer was very discerning and got out of the way. Emei Sect
The headmaster opened the door without any explanation, and he saw Jiang Biehe sitting on the bed, wearing only an undershirt.
"I wonder if something is wrong, Master?" Jiang Biehe said in a low voice, trying his best to cover up his unusualness at this time.
"This is probably what the poor nun asked Jiang Daxia. Today is the day to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance. Why did Jiang Daxia get up at this time? Your apprentice said that you have important things to deal with at home. Isn't this important thing just hanging out in bed?
"
The words of the head of the Emei Sect were very rude. Jiang Biehe's face turned red and white, and he winked at Jiang Dan. However, Jiang Dan, who was usually smart and smart, reacted very slowly this time. It took him a long time to react.
Come over and greet the heads to go out.
When everyone arrived outside the door, Jiang Biehe quickly put on his clothes, glanced at his unconscious wife on the bed, his eyes were emotionless, and he turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
After he went out, the person on the bed was motionless, as if she were a dead body, without a trace of warmth. In fact, her body was indeed cold.
After a while, Mr. Hongye sneaked in quietly, bolted the door, and walked to the bed with a mean smile. He wanted to see what kind of beauty could make Jiang Biehe ignore what was waiting outside.
All sects should also stay in bed and be gentle and gentle.
Lifting the bed curtain, the smile on Mr. Hongye's face faded. It was Jiang Biehe's wife. He had seen this woman before, and she was not an extremely beautiful woman. Why did Jiang Biehe linger in her bed?
Is there something special about her?
A pair of trembling hands reached out, wanting to touch the woman's face to see if her skin was as smooth as gel. But the next second, Mr. Hongye quickly took a step back. The skin on her face was as smooth as jade, but at the same time,
As cold as jade, it feels cold to the touch.
"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded from the side. Mr. Hongye turned around and pointed at the visitor with his feather fan, "You, you, who are you? Did you kill her?"
"No." Taomi approached, "You've been around here all the time. Did you see me entering this house? If you didn't, then why do you think it was me who killed him?"
"What do you want to do? I am Mr. Hongye from Hongye Zhai. If you kill me, my uncle will not let you go." Mr. Hongye's body was already close to the bedpost, which showed that he was afraid, but he
The tone is still not small.
"Are you talking about Lao Hongye? Is he really your uncle?"
"Who are you?" Mr. Hongye spat. This woman seems to know a lot of things. Who is she? There are only a few people with surnames in the world. Where does this worldly expert come from?
Taomi approached step by step and raised her lips, "Don't you Hongye Zhai claim to know a lot of things? Then why don't you know about me?"
"Who said I don't know who you are? Didn't you just..." Mr. Hongye rolled his eyes, "Why should I tell you? What I, Mr. Hongye, know must be bought with money.
"
"You are right. Mr. Hongye's matter can only be bought with money. So, do you want to buy your life with money?"
"What do you mean? Someone wants to spend money to buy my life?" Mr. Hongye stared at Taomi with a pair of small eyes. He was not dressed in gorgeous clothes, but his appearance was good, especially those eyes, which felt like they could detect
The deepest secret in people's hearts, is she a female killer of some organization?
But as far as he knew, none of the killer organizations that existed in the world had female killers.
Peach red | lips parted slightly, "No, it's not that someone wants to pay for your life, but because you killed Jiang Biehe's wife, I can't save you in vain."
"Oh, I understand, so that's what you had in mind." Knowing the other party's purpose, Mr. Hongye waved his fan and felt very proud, "Let me tell you the truth, how much did Jiang Biehe and I have?
We have been friends for many years. If you say that both of us are here, will he doubt whether it was you or me who killed him?"
"Of course it's you, because I've never been here before, right?" After Taomi said that, Mr. Hongye saw Taomi open her mouth, and a male voice ran out, "There's someone here, he's dead."
That voice was clearly the voice of Mr. Hongye's book boy. After speaking, he backed away and walked out of the door. However, when he was at the door, he was blocked by a man lying on the ground. The man was wearing the clothes of Hongye Zhai. When he saw his face,
The son is his book boy.
"Why are you here?"
The plan was within a plan, and now it was in trouble. The book boy stood up, feeling a little dizzy, "Sir, I...I don't know either."
The sound of footsteps came, and Mr. Hongye knew that he was in trouble now. The person in the room was definitely not killed by Taomi. From Jiang Biehe's way to him, he didn't even see Taomi go in. He believed in his own eyes that this murderer
It's already obvious.
I heard that Mrs. Jiang is Liu Xi's goddaughter. Jiang Biehe will definitely not admit that he killed him. So with him here, it's obvious who killed him. He told Taomi that Jiang Biehe was friends with him.
"Profound" is just a way of confusing Tao Mi. There is no friendship among the rivers and lakes. It's just for their own benefit.
Jiang Biehe said he was unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, but after they had been together for so many years, he still knew his nature. He was not worthy of the so-called benevolence and righteousness.
"You can ask for as much money as you want. Now take me out of this hellish place." The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Mr. Hongye looked at Taomi beside the wall and said anxiously. Since this person can save him, he must be there.
Method.
Taomi raised the corners of her lips. With her martial arts skills, she naturally knew how far away those people were from coming. "It might have been okay just now, but now..."
"Double!"
"The key is that you are too heavy and I can't take you with you."
"three times!"
Taomi then straightened up and leaned against the wall, "I don't want money."
"As long as I have whatever Hongye has or Hongye Zhai has, you can take whatever you want."
What I want is your words. Taomi went over, grabbing Mr. Hongye with one hand and his book boy with the other, and jumped to the roof. Without any pause, she crossed the house and passed outside Jiang Mansion.
Jiang Biehe and the others heard someone calling for death in the front yard, so they rushed over with people, but they didn't see anyone. The doors were all closed intact. Jiang Biehe looked around and saw nothing at all.
The person who yelled couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, and at the same time, his head was thinking about how to face it.
"Master Jiang, what's wrong with you? We're already in front of the house, why don't you go in?"
One of them asked a question, and Jiang Biehe looked over with a sad look on his face, "To be honest, Madam's health has been a little bad today, and Biehe was late. At this time..."
"Daxia Jiang and his wife have a deep love for each other. Now we should go in and see how Mrs. Jiang is doing. If she is not in good health, it would be better for the doctor to come over and take a look, and catch the screaming villain. If it is..., then the few of us
It can also help Daxia Jiang to organize things, right?"
Of course, everyone knew that the latter was very likely. Jiang Biehe opened the door with a painful look on his face and walked to the bed step by step. Everyone stood outside the door and did not come in.
Seeing Jiang Biehe lift the bed curtain, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, everyone also shed tears, as if he was really sad.
But in fact, they were partly happy and partly just following along, and they both knew it.
"Hey, what's going on? What are you all doing here?" Mr. Hongye came from behind, "When I went to the toilet, why were you all missing?"
"Mr. Hongye, you don't know yet, Jiang Biehe's wife has passed away, please come and mourn her." Xiao Yu'er said with tears in her eyes, as if she was really crying very sadly.
Mr. Hongye took a step back in shock, "Oh, how could this happen? Mrs. Jiang was still very healthy when I arrived at Jiang Mansion yesterday. Why did she disappear overnight?"
As he said this, he covered his face with a fan and actually shed two tears, "It's really the fate of the people."
From Xiaoyu'er's point of view, I happened to see the onion that Mr. Hongye put in his sleeve. How could he put the onion in his sleeve? Does he have the habit of eating onions anytime and anywhere?
In addition to this, there is another explanation, that is, he knew that there was something to cry about, so he prepared onions in advance to smoke his eyes. How did he know?
Although Hongye Zhai claims to know everything in the world, he actually knows about such a small thing that happened suddenly?
While I was thinking, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the white figure and quickly chased after him, "Old flower, old flower, what are you doing?"
"Go back to the inn." He came here to take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid he won't be able to compete for a while, so of course he has to go back to the inn.
Seeing that Hua Wuque left, Xiao Yu'er naturally followed him. The top ten evil people are not evil people, so Jiang Biehe didn't want to talk about unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. He was not interested in knowing how his wife died, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.
There are twists and turns in it.
Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wuque both left. Tie Xinlan pouted, but still didn't follow. According to seniority, Jiang Biehe should be her uncle. His wife passed away. If it was her father who hadn't disappeared yet,
If she did, she would definitely come to attend the funeral. Now that her father is not here, she, as a daughter, naturally can’t let anyone stop talking.
To be continued...