"Old man, is this Wang Erzhu's home?"
Yingtian City, Beimen Street.
Zhao Ding stood outside a small courtyard surrounded by a fence, looking at the closed fenced courtyard in front of him, pulling an old man passing by the roadside and asking.
It is said here that it is Yingtian City.
In fact, it is better to say that it is the deserted land of Yingtian City.
Compared to the bustling inner city, this place has an air of desolation, with mud and potholes everywhere on the ground.
Plus it just rained a few days ago.
Those potholed roads were full of water.
Even the houses are mostly fenced courtyards and thatched houses.
In the short time that Zhao Ding has been here, he has seen no less than four roadblocks and robberies.
The security environment is simply extremely bad.
It is hard to imagine what would happen at the feet of the Emperor.
Regarding this, Zhao Ding naturally asked Zhang San to teach those who blocked the road a lesson.
But Zhao Ding also knows that treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause.
It can be managed for a while, but not forever.
This is not the source of the chaos.
Being pulled by Zhao Ding.
This old man with white hair and ragged clothes glanced at Zhao Ding suspiciously and asked, "Who are you?"
When he spoke, his eyes were still full of alertness.
The child in his hand also subconsciously hid behind the old man. His black and white eyes looked through the old man's body, half-stretched his little head, and looked at Zhao Ding curiously.
But there was also deep fear in his eyes.
Obviously he has been tortured by this world.
Zhao Ding knelt down and pinched the child's face with a gentle smile, then reached out and took out a plate of snacks brought from Qinghefang and handed it to the child.
However, looking at the snacks handed over by Zhao Ding, although the child's eyes showed hope, he still held back and did not dare to reach out to take them.
Seeing this, the old man did not dare to ask the child to get it.
Not surprised to see this, Zhao Ding took out one of them and took a bite, then smiled and said: "It's not poisonous, just eat it."
After listening to Zhao Ding's words, the child couldn't help it any longer, and couldn't help but pull the old man's sleeve with his little hand. After the old man glanced at Zhao Ding again, his eyes softened and said: "Young master, don't be offended, it's not that I am old. I believe you, Young Master, but the way of this world cannot allow an old man to believe it."
After saying this, he bowed his hands to Zhao Ding and then shouted to the child behind him.
Then the child took the snack from Zhao Ding's hand with a face full of joy.
Looking at this scene, Zhang San's eyes showed an unbearable look.
How long has it been since he saw this scene?
"It doesn't matter. Uncle, you are right to be cautious."
Zhao Ding waved his hand, then looked at the fenced room behind him, but people had already gone to the empty courtyard, and asked: "Old man, I am a distant relative of Wang Erzhu's family. Now I just came to Yingtian and learned that the family A clan brother is here in Yingtian and came here specially to take a look."
The so-called Wang Erzhu was actually one of the three stick men who were beaten to death.
The other two stickmen were also beaten to death.
But only Wang Erzhu was married, and there was a woman with a child at home.
As for the other two, they were completely alone.
After all, these days, for ordinary people, marrying a wife is something that many people dare not even think about.
"The young master is too late. The clan brother you are looking for is already dead. Even his mother-in-law has left Yingtian with her children."
The old man glanced at the closed fenced courtyard.
He shook his head and said.
"died?"
Zhao Ding looked at the old man in surprise.
The so-called mother-in-law is actually the local accent in Yingtian, which means wife and daughter-in-law.
"He died, and not long ago, when he died, a kind person still sent a coffin so that he could be buried. Otherwise, there wouldn't even be a paper coffin.
well. "
Having said this, the old man sighed again.
"Has anyone bought a coffin?"
Zhao Ding glanced at the old man doubtfully.
From Xianxue's mouth, he had not heard about this matter.
"My father, do you know who sent this coffin? And who took my sister-in-law and nephew away?"
He wanted to know the second question more than the first question.
After all, if he wanted to catch the Zhou family, the wife and children of the beaten man must be found alive, and what he was even more worried about was whether they had been silenced.
If so, that's a bit of a problem.
"I don't know exactly who it is, but I heard that it seemed to be sent by someone from Blooming Snow Bookstore in Qinghefang."
The old man frowned when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he replied with some uncertainty.
"Xue Xue?"
Hearing what the old man said, Zhao Ding frowned, but he didn't say anything.
However, deep down in his heart, he secretly had some thoughts about Xia Xue.
Then the old man continued to say: "As for who the young master said took away the wife and child of the Wang family...hiss...I don't know about this."
Having said this, the old man frowned and shook his head.
But then he added: "But I heard..."
"What did you hear..."
Before the old man could finish speaking, Zhang San asked eagerly.
And Zhang San's words seemed to scare the old man.
Seeing this, Zhao Ding couldn't help but glared at Zhang San.
The latter immediately touched his nose in embarrassment.
Zhao Ding smiled and explained: "Don't blame me, old man. My brother is a bit impatient, but he is by no means a bad person."
Seeing Zhao Ding say this, the old man felt a little relieved and continued: "But I heard that it seems that a woman in white took away the Wang family's mother-in-law, but I also listened to my old woman's words on this matter."
"The woman in white?"
Zhao Ding groaned.
This sign seems a bit difficult to find.
There are so many women who like to wear white clothes.
If you just keep looking for information, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ding couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the old man and said again: "Can you give me some more detailed characteristics, such as appearance, jewelry, and habits?"
Zhao Ding asked tentatively.
Listening to Zhao Ding's words, the old man also frowned and stood there thinking for a long time.
The atmosphere between the three fell into silence.
After a while, the old man suddenly slapped his head, raised his head and said: "Yes, yes, I listen to my family; the old woman said that the character Xu seemed to be written on the carriage of the man who came that day.
It seems to be some kind of Xu family. "
"Xu family? Xu Ruoyun?"
Hearing what the old man said, Zhao Ding frowned.
Xu Ruoyun's figure quickly appeared in his mind.
How did she get involved in this?
In an instant, Zhao Ding's brows knitted together completely.
Even Zhang San also frowned.
He also didn't expect Xu Ruoyun to be involved in this matter.
