My expression changed drastically, and I was about to stop them from eating the food.
Liao Cheng and Jiang Pan's expressions froze at the same time.
They put their hands over their hands and slapped the table hard!
There was a muffled bang! The table shook, and the dishes and chopsticks made a clanging sound.
Long Lin flicked his chopsticks and the food fell on the table.
The woman hid beside Long Lin in panic.
Jin Yang asked in surprise: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Liao, what happened?" Jiang Pan stared at the dishes on the table and said in a deep voice: "It's poisonous."
Liao Cheng looked ugly and said in a stern tone: "Bring the cook here!"
Jin Yang's expression changed with shock, and Long Lin was also frightened.
Soon, the cook was brought up, and Long Lin stood up to question.
But the cook kept begging for mercy in fear, saying that he must have made a mistake. He was cooking well and there was no way he could have poisoned the food.
A big-headed soldier drew a gun and put it to the cook's head. He told him that he didn't tell the truth and killed him.
The cook was so frightened that he kowtowed and insisted that he had not poisoned the food.
I paid close attention to his face.
What puzzles me is that he really doesn’t have wandering eyes, let alone any other signs of lying...
Obviously, Jiang Pan and Liao Cheng had the same frown as I saw.
What happened next was even more confusing to me.
Long Lin ordered two soldiers to hold down the cook and feed him a lot of food.
There was nothing strange about the cook, and after a full quarter of an hour, nothing happened to him.
Long Lin's face looked much better. Jin Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Is it a misunderstanding?"
Before I could say anything, Jiang Pan said: "Be careful of sailing for ten thousand years. Just eat the dry food in the temple and throw away the vegetables."
Long Lin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't offer any advice. He just asked the big soldiers to help.
Soon the side hall was cleaned up, and the little Taoist priest brought some dry food, as well as ordinary porridge and side dishes.
After we ate, Long Lin asked a few more questions about how to deal with Jia Sheng.
At this moment, two Taoist priests suddenly rushed in from the back view. They looked panicked and said something happened to the back view...
Jin Yang told them not to panic and to explain carefully.
The two Taoist priests calmed down a little. After they finished speaking, all of our faces suddenly changed.
The bulk of the soldiers brought by Long Lin, as well as a considerable number of hungry people, were all poisoned and died!
We got up immediately and were about to go to the back to watch, but I immediately thought of Jia Gongming.
I didn't follow them there, but motioned for Liao Cheng and Jiang Pan to look over, while I went to look at Jia Gongming.
Naturally, the two of them had no objection.
I returned to the main hall and Jia Gongming was still sitting there with his head lowered.
At this time, I couldn't calm down inside.
After waiting for two quarters of an hour, after Jiang Pan and Liao Cheng came back, I found out through what Liao Cheng said.
There was indeed something wrong with the dishes just now, but it was not just the food that was wrong, but also the wine.
It's fine if eaten alone, but it's highly toxic if eaten together.
The cook didn't know this, and the rice grains he sent were probably mixed with these poisons.
The soldiers brought by Long Lin couldn't bear to see the food go to waste, so they invited the hungry people to eat together and also divided the drinks, so many people died at once...
After a pause, Liao Cheng added: "This must be Jia Sheng's method. He must be nearby. I asked the others to stay and watch."
Jiang Pan's face has never been very good-looking, with a sullen face.
I'm in a good mood, but Jiang Panzhai is kind-hearted, and he is feeling more uncomfortable than Liao Cheng and I at the moment.
Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually darkened.
The atmosphere in the main hall was filled with anxiety, which made people very uncomfortable.
Finally, it gets dark...
Jia Gongming suddenly raised his head and said quietly: "My junior brother, every time he goes anywhere, there is a smell on him. Do you know what it is?"
Liao Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "When I asked you to speak, you didn't want to speak, so shut up now."
Jia Gongming did not shut up. Instead, he said abruptly: "It will make you very depressed. People start dying before you even see him."
"He lived a good life, but wherever he walked, there was only death silence."
"It's too late for you to regret."
After saying this, Jia Gongming weakly lowered his head.
Liao Cheng pinched his fingers with one hand, seeming to be calculating something.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a slight sound in my ear.
The sound was weird, crisp and sweet, like tapping the edge of a bowl with chopsticks!
For a moment, the sound filled the ears, making people stunned.
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly woke up.
Liao Cheng and Jiang Pan both stood numbly on the spot, their eyes dull.
I was about to remind them that they both came to their senses almost at the same time.
As for Jia Gongming, he raised his head again and looked at us as if we were looking at dead people.
The next moment, Jia Gongming's lips curled into a sneer.
I felt a chill in my heart, and I always felt that there was something wrong...
The faint smell of blood filled the air, as if someone had shed a lot of blood.
But we...
The thoughts in my mind stopped abruptly.
My expression suddenly changed, and I said angrily: "Look back!"
Jiang Pan's expression also changed.
"Brother Jiang, keep an eye on him, Brother Liao, let's go!" I took out the Golden Ruler from my waist and walked quickly towards the back view!
Jiang Pan obviously wanted to follow us, but he took a step and then paused.
Liao Cheng was faster and walked in front of me, almost galloping.
In half a cup of tea, we arrived at the entrance to the rear view.
The moment I walked into the courtyard, what I saw was a scene that shocked me.
Looking back at the center, there are still twenty or thirty people sitting scattered here and there.
On the other side of the yard, there were seven or eight hungry people piled up, as well as the corpses of some big-headed soldiers.
The people sitting there were almost pale, and their eyes were looking ahead blankly.
They stretched out a hand diagonally, and there were deep scars on the wrist.
Below is an enamel bowl.
Some people's bowls were empty, and a lot of blood was dripping from them.
The bowls of those at the back were full and piled with rice!
The blood flowed on the rice and looked unusually bright red.
A thin old man, with a hunched back and a cloth bag tied around his waist, was walking back among the crowd.
Every time he passed some people, he picked up the bowl on the ground and poured it into the cloth bag.
Under the moonlight, the old man's head was bald and even slightly reflective. No matter how you looked at it, it was scary!
Especially since he only has one arm...
The empty sleeves fluttered in the wind.
Liao Cheng raised his hands like bone claws, and at the same time he bowed, his body tensed, as if he would take action at any time!
The old man turned sideways, and under his cloudy eyes were bags like fish bubbles.
"My little friend, I haven't seen you for a while."
"It seems that the old Taoist priest is no longer following you."
“I’ve always felt over the past few years that I still have to meet you.
"Look, are we destined for each other?"
His voice echoed in the courtyard.
More than five years later, it is clear that I only heard a few words from him back then.
But this hoarse voice is still very familiar.
It’s so familiar that it makes my scalp tingle and the hairs all over my body stand on end!
