Chen Xiaomu said: "In that case, please open the door and let us go in and take a look."
The old man hesitated and said: "Officer, sir, isn't this bad? Lord, the master is not here, and the little old man is just a servant who looks after the door. How can he let people into the house privately?"
Chen Xiaomu immediately dodged to the side, and a soldier behind him stepped forward and unfolded the search document stamped with the official seal that he had prepared in advance, raised it to the old man's eyes, and said sternly: "Old man, you see clearly, this is a search conducted by the government. Clerk, even if the owner of this house is here, he is not allowed to stop us from entering and searching the house. Open the door quickly and let us in, otherwise, you will be charged with resisting an official official in the performance of his official duties."
The old man visibly trembled and said with a panicked expression: "Master Cha, look at this dark place. My eyesight is not good, and I can't see clearly what is written on the document. Can you please allow me to go back and light a lantern?"
The soldier looked sideways at Chen Xiaomu, and when he saw him nodding in agreement, he said to the old man: "Go back quickly."
The old man nodded and said repeatedly: "Yes, sir, please wait a moment." After saying that, he closed the door again and bolted the door.
In this way, after a long time, the old man seemed to have disappeared and never came to open the door again. At Chen Xiaomu's signal, the soldiers began to smash the door again. After only two "bang bang" hits, the old man was heard shouting in the courtyard: "Don't worry, sir, the little old man is looking for fire sticks to light a lantern."
The soldier said impatiently: "Hurry up, or we will really break down the door."
Under the threat of the soldiers, this time it didn't take long. The door creaked open in front of the soldiers. The old man held a lantern in his hand, stood by the door and said with a bow: "I've been waiting for a long time, little old man." I'm very forgetful, and I couldn't find the fire certificate for a while, so I'll take some time, and please come in, gentlemen."
The soldiers surrounded Chen Xiaomu and swarmed in. The deserted courtyard was instantly filled with people. Chen Xiaomu looked at the layout of the courtyard. There was a long main house in front, with three wing rooms on each side. But according to what he saw outside, The length of the courtyard wall should be at least one courtyard behind it.
Chen Xiaomu did not rush to order the soldiers to search. Instead, he turned to the old man who was accompanying him and said, "Which room does the old man live in? How about we go to your residence first and have a look?"
"Ah! This..." The old man obviously didn't expect that when Chen Xiaomu came in, the first place he wanted to go was his residence, and he was speechless for a moment.
"What?" Chen Xiaomu asked, "Is it inconvenient to go to my old residence?"
"No, no, Mr. Cha misunderstood!" The old man declined quickly: "The little old man's residence is really dirty and messy. I'm afraid it will stain Mr. Cha's eyes, so why don't you go?"
Chen Xiaomu said in a tone that left no room for argument: "Old man, we are here to search for fugitives. We will search every place that needs to be searched."
The old man was startled, and under Chen Xiaomu's gaze, he finally nodded in agreement. The old man lived in three rooms next to the main house. When they opened the door, everyone was shocked. They were so dirty and messy. It is extremely luxurious. The three rooms are connected to each other. However, there is a wooden wall with a door in the middle of the three rooms to separate the inside and outside rooms. Since the three rooms are divided into two rooms, the outer room is particularly large, except for the middle room. There is a round table that can seat more than a dozen people, and next to it is a hollow carved coffee table that can sit around five or six people drinking tea. Behind it, against the wall, is an altar table that is more than one foot long. The incense in front of the God of Wealth has just been half burned, and green smoke is still rising. On the wall above the altar, there is a painting of a tiger descending from the mountain. In addition, there are more than a dozen official hat chairs placed under the north and south walls. , and then look at the feet, it is even more incredible. The ground is completely paved with marble. This kind of stone produced in Qi has a beautiful texture, but it is also very expensive. It is said that carved marble is sold by the catty, and each catty is worth more than three yuan. Two pieces of silver! Calculated in this way, the floor of this room alone cost more than 5,000 taels of silver. You must know that the 5,000 taels of silver at this time can buy half of Su Xingran's princess mansion in Zheng Guo. It is really a rich country!
Chen Xiaomu walked slowly to the round table, quietly stretched out his finger and wiped it on the table. It was moist, as if it had just been wiped by someone. He put his finger under his nose and smelled it. There was a faint smell of wine on his finger. He turned around and smiled at the old man who was following him: "Old man, are there guests tonight?"
"No, no," the old man said hurriedly: "I have to have two drinks before going to bed every night to help me sleep well."
Chen Xiaomu nodded, "Well, just by the smell of the wine, this wine is good."
The old man kept his smile and said cautiously: "There, there, Mr. Cha was joking. This wine is just a local wine that the little old man brewed when he had nothing to do on weekdays."
Chen Xiaomu smiled noncommittally and suddenly said: "Old man, where is the kitchen? I want to go and have a look!"
The old man was startled and said in panic: "Master Cha, it's better not to go to places like the kitchen!"
Chen Xiaomu wondered: "Why?"
The old man said coquettishly: "Have you not heard of Master Cha? There is a saying that a gentleman stays away from the cook."
Chen Xiaomu couldn't help but chuckle to himself and said to himself: "This is too far-fetched an excuse for you. It seems like there must be a ghost in this kitchen." His face immediately darkened and he said coldly: "Old man, our officers came here to hunt for fugitives. , there are not so many etiquette, not to mention we are not gentlemen! Take us to the kitchen quickly."
The old man's eyes were darting around for a moment, visible to the naked eye, and even the hand holding the lantern was shaking. At this moment, Wei Yuxin walked out of the crowd, stood in front of the old man, and said coldly: "Old man, you said that a gentleman is far away from the cook, but I am a Woman, how about you take me to the kitchen?"
The old man raised his head and looked at Wei Yuxin, and finally agreed to take her to the kitchen. As soon as the two of them left the room, they heard Zhou Huanhuan shout from behind: "Sister Wei, wait a minute, I'll go with you." Who knows, at this time, The old man quit again, put the lantern on the ground, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Looking at the kitchen, why are there so many people there?"
"Haha" Yi Fang sneered and walked up to the old man, patted him on the shoulder and said bluntly: "Old man, stop pretending. In fact, we already knew that the fugitive was hiding in this house, and you didn't even think about it. Why didn’t we search any of the houses nearby, but only this house?”
The old man was smiling all over his face. The moment he lowered his head and raised his hand, his body moved and turned into a black shadow, rushing straight towards Chen Xiaomu in the crowd. This time he was really caught off guard. Everyone was confused by the old man's action of preparing to raise his hand. Unexpectedly, this old man was so cunning that he took advantage of the opportunity to salute and planned to take Chen Xiaomu as a hostage to force everyone back.
Chen Xiaomu wanted to retreat, but was blocked by a wall of people behind him. At this moment, a soldier standing next to Chen Xiaomu stepped forward. In the flash of lightning, he turned around and hugged Chen Xiaomu. At this time, he only heard a "stab" sound. The old man tore off a large piece of clothing from the soldier's back. Fortunately, he wore more clothes in winter, otherwise the old man would have to tear off a large piece of skin.
When the old man saw that the sneak attack was not successful, he felt resentful that the soldier had ruined his good deeds. He slapped the soldier on the back. The soldier grunted, hugged Chen Xiaomu and fell towards the wall behind him as everyone screamed. At the critical moment, a bright light flashed behind the old man. Looking at the old man again, his head had fallen to the ground. His headless body shook and then fell to the ground with a "thud".
Before everyone could finish their shock, another burst of laughter came from the courtyard. When Lian'er heard this sound, her whole body shook like chaff and she hid behind Chen Xiaomu. Chen Xiaomu was knocked unconscious by the old man in his arms. The soldier who passed by was handed over to Yi Fang. He stood up, took out the pistol tucked in his waist, walked to the door, and looked out. He saw a thick, bald black figure standing about four or five feet away. , face to face with him.
Lian'er, who was hiding behind Chen Xiaomu, said tremblingly: "Master, this is the crazy monk who killed my godmother!"
At this time, the crazy monk clasped his fists and said loudly: "Friends, officials, the road is facing the sky, each go to one side. We don't interfere with the river, so why bother each other? Listen to Sajia's advice, evacuate this house in two hours, at dawn Come in and search again, so that both of us can have an explanation when we go back!"
Chen Xiaomu said coldly: "Who are you, who dare to point fingers at the tolerance?"
The crazy monk snorted coldly: "Boy, don't you know that the sky is high and the sky is high? If you really take action, you won't be able to take care of the family!"
Chen Xiaomu was afraid that the crazy monk would surprise him and didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all. He pulled out his pistol and prepared to kill him. However, Zhou Huanhuan suddenly jumped in front of the crazy monk, pointed at him and cursed: "Lu Youyi, it's really you This bald thief is doing evil here."
The crazy monk was stunned for a moment after being scolded. He stared at the veiled Zhou Huanhuan in front of him, then reached out to touch his bald head and asked hesitantly: "Do you know Sajia, little lady?"
Zhou Huanhuan said with a "haha" sneer: "That person in the Jianghu who doesn't know, who knows, hatred has virtue but no virtue, Lu Youyi has no justice, you two monks are working together, you are a lewd thief!"
Faced with Zhou Huanhuan's scolding, the crazy monk not only did not get angry, but laughed loudly and said with saliva: "So, the little lady has been blessed by the Sa family?"
When Zhou Huanhuan heard this, he said angrily: "What a shameless bald thief, look at the sword!" A white light flew out of the sleeves and ran straight towards the crazy monk's neck! "
The crazy monk shouted: "Interesting." Then he lowered his head, turned around, and like a magic trick, a Jie Dao appeared in his hand. The Feihong Sword missed a hit, and under the control of Zhou Huanhuan's luck, he turned around automatically. Attacking again, the mad monk had quick eyes and quick hands, and swung his sword once. There was a "click" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the Feihong Sword was cut into two pieces by the sword, and fell to the ground with two "dang-dang" sounds.
"Jie Jie" the crazy monk let out a scary laugh, raised the sword to his chest, and said mockingly: "Who am I talking about? It turns out you are the apprentice of the old witch. Little girl, your Feihong Sword skills are worse than the old witch. It’s too much, why don’t you go with Lord Buddha tonight and let Lord Buddha train and train you again to ensure that your martial arts skills reach the highest level!”
"Bald bastard, you fart!" Zhou Huanhuan was furious. He drew out the dagger named Feng Zhan that Wu Ziniu gave to Chen Xiaomu last night, jumped up and rushed towards the crazy monk. The crazy monk raised his knife to greet him, not forgetting to tease Zhou Huanhuan, "Little Girl, this is the broken jade sword in the hands of the Buddha, which is the treasure of the Baoxiang Temple. You have to be careful!" Before he finished speaking, the swords and knives intersected, there was a flash of fire, and there was a "dang" sound, and there was another sound. The sword was cut.
Zhou Huanhuan felt nervous and quickly withdrew the sharp dagger. It was actually intact. Then he looked at the crazy monk's broken jade knife opposite him. The blades had all been cut off, turning it into a complete woodchopping knife. This time the crazy monk laughed. He couldn't come out anymore. He looked at the flattened blade and was stunned.
Zhou Huanhuan was overjoyed and pointed his sword at the crazy monk, "Bald thief, come again."
How could the crazy monk admit defeat? He was so embarrassed that he said angrily: "Bad girl, you broke the Buddha's sword. Please give the dagger in your hand to the Buddha."
Zhou Huanhuan laughed at the mad monk's shamelessness and joked: "Bald thief, come and get it if you have the ability!"
