Suizhou shook his head slightly.

Yin Yuanhua wanted to ask something unique, so he spoke, "Did you see what the river god look like?"

The old village chief paused slightly at first, then his teeth trembled up and down, and the princess kept ringing.

Village Chief Liu hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said anxiously: "Dad, what's wrong with you!"

Unexpectedly, the old village chief trembled even harder, and he suddenly pushed away Village Chief Liu's hand and shrank straight towards the corner on the kang.

Village Chief Liu had no choice but to beg Tang Fan and the others: "Sir, my father is so indifferent to words. Can you ask me next time?"

Yin Yuanhua felt a great loss of face and couldn't help but glar at the old man.

But when the old village chief was just looking up, the fear and despair in his eyes were extremely high, and with a begging gaze, Yin Yuanhua was cold all over. He immediately did not dare to look at him, and quickly looked away.

Tang Fan stood up and asked Village Chief Liu to take good care of his father, and then left with everyone.

Behind him, the old village chief murmur came: "Don't go, don't go, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, there are many ghosts, there are ghosts everywhere..."

Tang Fan couldn't help but look back, but the old village chief had already lowered his head and leaned his head against the wall, without even looking at them.

After leaving the Liu family, the time was almost over. Tang Fan asked everyone to return to the room where they could live temporarily for their stay and prepare to rest.

Speaking of which, County Magistrate Zhao is indeed much more thoughtful than County Magistrate He. Even the hot water and the veil for washing his face were prepared, and he was afraid that he would not be considerate. When Tang Fan and his friends came to the Liu family to ask questions, they asked someone to go back to the county town to buy snacks. Now a pot of tea on the table is still hot. Although the tea set is simple, Tang Fan smells the fragrance and is a genuine good tea.

"Mr. He was afraid of death and insisted on going back first, but Magistrate Zhao took the initiative to stay and was so considerate and thoughtful. It was a world of difference!" Tang Fan shook his head and poured a cup of tea for Suizhou and himself.

"He simply wanted you to go back and say a few good things to him. People go to a high place, but I'm afraid no one wants to be a county magistrate for the rest of their lives." Suizhou spread the clean gauze he brought from Pangqi and applied the ointment he brought with him.

"come over."

When Tang Fan saw the thing in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh: "Look, I've bandaged it for so many days. It's almost done, so I don't have to wrap it anymore. It's so uncomfortable!"

Sui Zhou had a cold face: "If you want to come, come over, are you okay? Don't you know?"

Of course it hasn't been better yet.

Lord Tang had no choice but to collapse and walk over slowly.

Suizhou: "Lying down, taking off your pants, and lifting your clothes."

Tang Fan: "..."

This conversation is ambiguous, if someone passes by outside at this moment, it is probably going to be misunderstood.

But in fact it is not that way at all.

Tang Fan's physical fitness is not much better than Yin Yuanhua and others. Of course, he couldn't stand it when he rode a horse that had been so many days in a row, but it was even more uncomfortable to ride a carriage. Just look at Yin Yuanhua's vomiting like that. In contrast, riding a horse only hurts both sides of his butt and thighs, not his whole body. Which is more important? As the biggest leader in this trip, Lord Tang would rather suffer a little than be as gentle as Yin Yuanhua.

This is called dying about face and suffering.

It's fine if your butt is bumped around, and the meat is thicker in that place, it's not a problem. The main reason is that the inner thighs constantly rub and bump during contact with the horses, blisters, and then they break the skin and bleed.

If you are injured, you must apply medicine. At first, Tang Fan was embarrassed to speak because of face, until Suizhou forced him down and applied medicine.

Now that changing the dressing every night has become what Lord Tang is most reluctant to do.

If he had a choice, he would probably rather go to Luohe to have a friendly meeting with the river god than lie on the bed like now, spread his legs, take off his pants, lift up his clothes, and ask Suizhou to wrap the newly replaced gauze around his affected area.

Although everyone is a man, he has everything he should have and nothing he has, Tang Fan just feels uncomfortable, staring at the beams on his head, making a wandering scene, in fact, in order to hide his shyness.

Sui Zhou seemed to be able to see what he was thinking inside. He felt funny, but there was still no expression on his face. He just wrapped gauze around in circles, then pretended to be careless and glanced at the other person's crotch, and said lightly: "The shape is pretty good."

Although Tang Fan pretended to be dead, his attention was still there. As soon as the other party's words were heard, he couldn't help but blush and said angrily: "I'm so bold, how dare I comment on the imperial envoy. Are you afraid of your life?"

Suizhou said, "I am also an imperial envoy."

Tang Fan: "You are the deputy, I am the official. Don't talk nonsense, you can take it off and let me give it a sensation!"

Suizhou: "Are you sure you want to see it?"

Tang Fan: "Of course!"

He thought Suizhou would make excuses and refuse, but who knew that the other party would stand up without saying a word, and reached out and wanted to untie the belt.

Tang Fan hurriedly said, "Forget it, I know you are younger than me, and it will be bad if your self-esteem is frustrated later. Men need face, so I will just let you do it."

Suizhou: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Tang Fan: "..."

Suizhou actually just wanted to tease Tang Fan, he was really not that big.

Seeing that Lord Tang was already in a frying trend, he stopped, took the plate of dessert on the table, picked up a piece of dessert, and handed it to Lord Tang himself.

Under the dim candlelight, Tang Fan couldn't see the appearance of the sour jujube cake, but the taste was excellent, sour and sweet, and he felt a familiar taste made by the chef at home when he was a child.

He couldn't help but roll his tongue and rolled the rest into his mouth, but accidentally swept it to Suizhou's fingers. The other party paused and quickly took it back.

Tang Fan didn't care either. He squinted his eyes and felt the touch from his taste buds, nodded, and praised again: "The snack chosen by Zhao County Magistrate is really good! Unfortunately, this place is too evil. Such a good snack is wasted. If we can't do it well, we will really have to run around in the second half of the night!"

Suizhou asked him to put on his pants and stand up, but he bent down to make up the bed and bedding, and asked, "Do you see something wrong?"

Tang Fan picked up another piece of jujube cake and put it into his mouth, and asked back without answering: "Did you see it too?"

"Don't eat too much, you won't be able to sleep later." Sui Zhou frowned and said to him first, then said: "That old man seems to have something wrong."

Tang Fan nodded and wanted to speak, but because Zaocao slipped into his throat, he almost choked to death. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to stroke his throat and roll his eyes.

Sui Zhou had no choice but to walk over and pat his back, and handed him a teacup: "How did you survive in the past twenty years?"

After drinking the tea, Tang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "This kind of disaster will naturally last for thousands of years. I also felt that the old man was having some problems. Although he spoke in a mess, he looked more like he was pretending."

Suizhou nodded and waited for him to continue.

Tang Fan said: "There are several possibilities. First, those people were killed by the old village chief, but this possibility is not too great. I can't imagine why he wanted to kill these people for no reason. Besides, he, an elderly man, could not kill so many people unless he has some helpers, and he can't do it at all, so this possibility is put aside for the time being."

"Second, that old man, even this entire village, colluded with the tomb robbers, so he tried every means to mislead us and let us think in the direction of ghosts and gods. Perhaps after the thieves and bandits robbed the imperial tomb, they promised to give the villagers some benefits to help keep the secret. Those who were killed discovered the secret and wanted to report them."

Tang Fan analyzed slowly, and shook his head for a moment: "But this doesn't make sense. We have too few clues to guess the truth at once."

"There is another possibility." Suizhou Dao.

Tang Fan looked at him.

Suizhou: "What the old man said is true."

Tang Fanyang Mei: "You also believe there are ghosts?"

Sui Zhou shook his head: "It's not necessarily a ghost, but it may also be something else. No matter whether the old village chief is really crazy or not, he must have something hidden from us and didn't say it."

Tang Fan smiled and said, "First politeness and then the army, it seems that the Jinyiwei still has to take action."

When it comes to torture and confession, there is really nothing in the world that is better than the Jinyiwei.

Many people think of all kinds of cruel means when they hear the confession, but in fact, there are many methods in this world that can make them tell the truth without using torture. Most of these means are used for officials who refuse to tell the truth and cannot use torture. This is the secret that the Jinyiwei does not pass on, and there is no other part-colon.

Now it is used to deal with an old man in a remote countryside, which can be considered as killing a chicken with a ox knife.

Suizhou said: "Let's rest first, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yes, it’s already the hour of Hai, so we naturally need to rest.

It was quiet outside, and even the sound of chickens and dogs was heard. I thought everything was going to sleep.

But it is not right to say it silently. At least the Luo River is flowing day and night, and the river is surging forward, making their ears full of the sound of flowing water. But if you are used to this sound, you feel nothing, but it is like washing away all the chaos in your heart.

The place on the kang is not narrow, and the two of them are more than enough to lie on it. Tang Fan slept inside and Suizhou slept outside.

Although the two have been under the same roof for a long time, they have not yet had the same time sleeping side by side as today.

They are actually very tired, but they are too tired and sometimes they find it difficult to fall asleep.

Suizhou heard Tang Fan's movement of turning over and said, "Turn around."

Tang Fan didn't ask why, but turned his back to the other person as he spoke, and felt that his chin was held by the other person's warm palm, and the back of his head was slowly pressed on several acupoints with his other hand.

The feeling of tightness in his head slowly stretched out instantly. Tang Fan moaned comfortably and moaned. With the right force behind the man, his fatigue also surged up with a wave of sleepiness, and soon fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, he had a strange dream.

In the dream, he walked by the dark river, with many graves standing high and low on the empty field in the distance. The wind whistled by, accompanied by the crying floating in the distance. The crying sound was faint and sad, as if it contained endless sorrow and resentment. It lingered and wandered on the field, and then penetrated into Tang Fan's ears, making him shudder.

The crying sounds were getting closer and closer, and suddenly, something seemed to be behind me!

The feeling was indescribable, and he felt that he had never felt as feared as he was now.

He slowly turned his head...

Tang Fan was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes!

"Don't move." Sui Zhou whispered in his ear, his arm lying across Tang Fan's waist.

Hearing his voice, Tang Fan's heart, which was beating wildly due to the nightmare, gradually calmed down.
Chapter completed!