Chapter 138 Afterwards

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Song Yue immediately interrupted him and asked: "Don't participate? Why?"

If everyone here is so lawless, can she stay in peace for the rest of her life?

It must be that only by possessing power can one live happily.

Song Yue was already interested in this cooking competition, as well as the bonuses and awards.

Just like the villagers.

As soon as he saw that she had the ability to win to the end, he immediately fawned over her.

This shows the importance of gaining power.

But Song Yue would not tell Qin Duruo these things. To her, he was just an acquaintance, not even a friend. Qin Duruo also realized this and finally opened his mouth without saying anything more. .

He just asked Song Yue to hand over the body of "Chunshan" to him and let the widow of the Yamen do the autopsy.

Song Yue asked 381, and after learning that there was no problem, she agreed to let Qin Duruo take him away.

"Miss Song is frightened, why don't you go back and rest first? I will definitely inform you if there is any news."

Qin Duruo said this, feeling really guilty. He was the contestant he was responsible for receiving, but things happened again and again.

His heart was also very heavy.

Song Yue shook her head and said, "I'll go with you. An Jin will go back first with the tiger cub."

An Jin cried in embarrassment. Although he was a professional and had seen the miserable conditions of some slaves, this was the first time he had seen someone directly shot to death by a poisonous arrow. Although he was frightened, he also felt sorry for the maid who worked with him.

"Girl, you should take An Jin with you. What if there are some bad guys in the dark who want to hurt the girl?"

An Jin was really worried.

Song Yue comforted him, "Now there are people from the yamen here, and they are not so courageous yet. You can go back with the tiger cub, and the money from our stall has not been confiscated."

When An Jin heard what was important, he got up from the ground, wiped his face with his sleeves, and agreed while choking, while the tiger cub looked up at them.

"I'm going to go with that girl. I'd like to ask Qin Yamen to take care of my girl."

An Jin said worriedly.

Qin Duruo nodded and called two government officials to escort An Jin and Hu Zai back.

Song Yue looked at the "Spring fir" on the ground, and Qin Duruo said in a deep voice: "I'll do it."

Then he picked up "Chun Shan".

The group of people returned to the Yamen. Today's events caused panic. The stampede incident happened. Fortunately, most of them were minor injuries and did not cause greater disaster.

But even if this is the case, it is enough to make Mr. Lu angry. He will investigate thoroughly and report the matter to the court, and he will immediately rush to release the details.

Song Yue watched the widower hired by the yamen examine him. He found that the incarnation of 381 was very real and had everything he should have, so he was not afraid of being found out that he was not a human being.

It's just a pity that this skill doesn't know how long it will take to cool down before 381 can be reincarnated.

Song Yue was disappointed.

Master Wu Zuo was a very experienced old man. He was very sorry and finally said in a low voice to Song Yue and Qin Duruo: "The poison on this poisonous arrow is very powerful. It seals the throat at the sight of blood, but the antidote is very rare."

It is equivalent to being hopeless.

But he had also heard that there was a village deep in the mountains. The people in it had made a living by hunting for generations. Later, a wildfire broke out, forcing them to come out of the mountains. After surrendering to the imperial court, they dispersed to live in various places.

But their tribesmen all have ways of recognizing each other, and they go back to villages in the mountains every year to pay homage to their ancestors. Most of these barbarians are normal people.

But there was a wave of people among them who were cruel and even started to do things like buying and selling human lives.

That is, the killer.

The name is Yuanmen.

They also captured some wandering orphans and trained them, and their power gradually expanded.

The court has been catching them, but they can't get rid of them. These people are too cunning.

Master Wu Zuo sighed: "It is said that these people in Yuanmen are very strict with their mouths. They are all guys who want money rather than their lives. Even if we find out where they are, they will not tell us. It is related to their business."

Qin Duruo was very angry when he heard this, "Then we must destroy them! Sooner or later we will dig them all out!"

These are all matters of the imperial court.

But Song Yue also felt that with such a group of people looking at people's lives and doing business, how could anyone live a stable life?

Master Wu Zuo said: "But the price of hiring them is extremely expensive, ranging from a few hundred taels at least."

This is barely a clue.

Master Wu Zuo could only point so far, and he finally gave up.

Qin Duruo thought for a while with an unpredictable expression, then opened his mouth, "The Wu family..."

Although Song Yue is flamboyant.

But the only one who had a problem with her was the Wu family, which was hard not to make people suspicious.

Qin Duruo then denied it, "But the maid before them has already failed, and it is impossible to pay for another murder. Wouldn't this be a recipe for disaster?"

Song Yue laughed, "That's not necessarily true. The most dangerous place is the safest place, and the most unlikely person is also the most likely person."

Is it real.

She would know when she looked back.

But she had no intention of telling Qin Duruo that this matter had nothing to do with him, a "good boy".

Qin Duruo wanted to say something else.

Song Yue interrupted him, "Qin Yamen should be a civilian, right? You are not the one chasing the murderer and handling the case. Just do your job well."

She didn't want to involve strangers.

Qin Duruo frowned and said every day: "You are the contestant I handed over, so I naturally have to take care of your affairs."

Song Yue glanced at him, but her usual playful smile was gone, and she even said to him coldly: "No need, I don't need it."

She said she would naturally come to him when she needed to do something, and not to interfere too much in other matters.

After Song Yue finished speaking, she went to the coffin shop, bought one and asked someone to place the "Spring Fir" in the mountains outside the city.

If Qin Du hadn't looked at her red eyes at the beginning, and then looked at her current behavior, he would have thought that she was a heartless person.

As the maid she was closest to died, her emotions were not as intense as An Jinlai's.

And he thought he was an acquaintance at least, but Song Yue's indifferent look just now didn't take him seriously at all, which made Qin Duruo feel particularly uncomfortable.

Before Song Yue left, she didn't miss Qin Duruo's eyes turning red. Although he was a yamen servant, he was actually seventeen or eighteen years old. After all, he was still a big kid.

But it has nothing to do with her.

It was indeed posted by him himself. Song Yue didn't ask him to care about her so much.

After Song Yue finished talking to the people at the coffin shop, she went home alone. There was no one behind her and it was empty. She pursed her lips and said nothing, but she used her consciousness to communicate with 381, "Can your avatar be digitized? Can you put it in the coffin then?" Just let it go."

381 coaxed her to agree, but she was afraid that some uneasy thieves would dig up the coffin to see the body, so she still had to pinch some of the data and throw it over there. Although she knew that she didn't want "Chunshan" to turn into rotten flesh and be eaten by insects, she could You can’t go against this world too much.

It is not allowed to appear in the real world as a system itself.

It has violated the rules.

Then we can only try our best to follow the rules of this world, otherwise we are afraid that something will happen.