Thriller Paradise Chapter 1247: Sword God 1 laugh (3)

Bai Xue concealed the path and many other traces, but this did not prevent Feng Bujue from groping forward in the forest.

With the time of a cup of tea, he found a guest shop with his mysterious way-finding ability.

Of course, "Gudian" is already in the past tense, because at this time, this small house has become a scorched ruin.

The strong burnt smell that hasn't dissipated is undoubtedly one of the reasons why Feng Bujue was able to find this place.

"This should have been an inn." Standing on the hillside, Feng Bujue took a hasty look, and came to this conclusion.

"Why see?" Ruoyu is not questioning Jue Ge's conclusion, but needs more details to understand his reasoning process.

"Look at the foundation..." Ge Ge replied, "For a lonely house built in the forest, it looks too big; for a temple, its structure is wrong; so The most likely one is the inn."

"Will guests come to an inn built in such a place?" Ruoyu asked again.

"You don't know something..." Feng Bujue continued, "Although this place is not an official road, but judging from the surrounding terrain and forest appearance...At this moment, the snow under our feet is actually also There is a road. A small road is also a road; there is a road, it means that someone is walking; and those who walk on the road will naturally need a place to rest."

"But there won't be many people going this way." Ruoyu continued.

"Heh...Looking at the scale of this inn, there would have been too many people to live in." Feng Bujue smiled, and stepped down the hillside.

If Yu followed his steps closely, he also followed his train of thought.

"It seems that it didn't take long for this fire to burn." Ruoyu said when he came near the ruins.

"Well, these ashes still have warmth. It is probably... the fire of last night or this morning." When Feng Bujue responded, he had already pulled out [Bell's daily knife] and stepped into the ruins. , Began to fiddle with all kinds of debris on the ground.

If Yu knew what he was doing, and was happy to let him take care of this work, the two immediately fell into a kind of silence that was slightly abrupt in the eyes of bystanders.

But this silence, in their eyes, is a kind of unspoken tacit understanding.

"Huh... almost." About ten minutes later, Feng Bujue walked out of the scorched earth and let out a long sigh.

"What did you see?" Ruo Yu asked, looking at him with expectant eyes.

"Kill first, then set fire; there were nine dead, at least three of whom were able to martial arts, and all nine died at the hands of martial arts masters." Feng Bujue said here, paused for a few seconds, and then He added, "The number of murderers is unknown, but... this person, or this group of people... must be a type with sophisticated techniques, neat work, and extremely efficient crimes."

After listening to Ruo Yu, he thought for a few seconds, and then said: "In a script with a martial arts background, it doesn't seem to be a rare thing to encounter a veteran murderer."

"But the murder scene happens to be not far from our teleportation point, which shows that there must be some moth in it." Feng Bujue said, "It will probably be..."

[The branch mission has been touched]

Before he finished speaking, the system voice rang in their ears.

"Look at..." Brother Jue spread his hands and said to Ruoyu.

They opened the game menu almost at the same time, and saw the new task in the taskbar-[Find out the origin of the murder in Miyi Inn].

"It's just right, this is your strength." After seeing the task, Ruoyu said in a very relaxed tone.

"Even if it is a strong point, the information I can sum up at this stage... is only the ones I just said." Feng Bujue was helpless.

"Well, I understand." Ruo Yu said, "Even the criminal investigation technology of our time, we have to find evidence from this kind of fire field that burns until nothing can be burned. It's difficult. Right now, you can see that this information is not easy."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue smiled slyly when he heard this. "What kind of wind is it blowing today? Not only doesn't he speak up with me, but he also looks very understanding? This is to ask me for new year's money. Huh?"

"According to my estimation, the value of the New Year’s money and various holiday gifts I have received since I was young should be higher than the total amount of all the legal assets you have handled in your life. You really want to continue to talk about this topic with me. Is it?" Ruo Yu spoke back without changing his face.

"That's right~" The next second, Feng Bujue nodded in satisfaction.

Obviously, he doesn't care about the content of the other party's bargaining, all he wants is an attitude that makes him feel more comfortable.

To put it more bluntly, this is called shameful......

But then again, the so-called "flirting and swearing" thing, the top ten, doesn't it all start with a man's stubborn behavior when he has nothing to do with it?

It's like Mancai (a form of stage comedy in Japan, similar to Chinese cross talk, but slightly different). One person must pretend to be stupid before the other can complain.

No matter how stupid people act, they are not really stupid; no matter how bad they are, there is no malicious intent.

This kind of a willingness to play and a willingness to endure game is precisely an indispensable part of our human social behavior.

Friends who can face each other face-to-face with mental retardation but who don’t care about each other are called iron buddies. Only men and women who can be used to each other’s shortcomings and treat each other's shortcomings as a slot are called true love.

Not to mention whether this is sad or ridiculous, but in general... the deepness of the relationship between people reflects the degree of their ease when they play cheap in front of each other.

You will only show your truest side in front of the person you are closest to, because you know how tolerant the other person is. This makes you feel safe, and people will feel at ease when they have a sense of security. Will speak freely and do whatever you want.

Everyone will meet so many people in their lives, and you will never worry about getting lost in front of them.

It doesn't matter whether you are in love or in harmony, if you can't find such a person by your side, then your life may be too lonely and too failed.

Wang Qiong is just such a person.

He has no shortage of friends. There are too many people who want to be his friends.

He is not short of lovers, and if he is willing, "The Bridegroom Every Night" is not difficult.

But he still felt lonely.

Because in this world, he has not found anyone who can let him put down his defenses and trust him completely.

When a person can feel at ease only when he is alone, then no matter how many people are around him, he is lonely.

"The owner, there are guests asking to see you."

Outside the door, Cheng Wei's report awakened Wang Qiong from his nap.

"Hah..." Wang Qiong, who was lying on a soft collapse, shook his head and yawned in reply, "Who are all here?"

Wang Qiong didn't read books when he was a child. Although he learned how to read and settle accounts when he grew up, he couldn't change his words and conversations. Therefore, words like "who came from" would hardly come out of his mouth.

"To the owner, a man and a woman came. The man called himself "Zhang San" and said he came to you for "delivery"." Cheng Wei replied.

Cheng Wei should be regarded as a relatively credible one among those whom Wang Qiong does not trust; he and his brother Cheng Yong have been Wang Qiong's personal guards for ten years.

Said it is a "guard". In fact, Cheng Wei has been more like a housekeeper over the years. Because Wang Qiong has many masters, Cheng Wei has rarely had the opportunity to perform martial arts.

"Oh..." Wang Qiong thought for a few seconds, "Let them wait for a while, I will pass."

"Yes." Cheng Weinuo said, and there was the sound of his fast leaving the door.

In a short while, Wang Qiong was already neatly dressed, left the room, and went to the courtyard outside the door.

The owner of this compound was originally a rich man in Linlu Town, and his house is also the largest mansion in the town.

But now, he is no longer in this town.

Because the day Wang Qiong came to Linlu Town, he bought this house and three or four houses around it as a residence for himself and his entourage.

And his "how to buy" is roughly... "I will give you half a day to clean up and move away. If you can't take away, or if it is too late to clean up, I will buy it together."

After finishing the request, he asked the other party to "make a price freely", and then he would give it to the other party "arbitrarily" at the price...

This is how Wang Qiong does things, and this is how he spends money.

The most terrifying thing is that his ability to make money is better than spending money...

"Two people, I've been waiting for a long time." Wang Qiong crossed the courtyard and entered a hall in the front yard. While he walked in the door carelessly, he was already greeting the two "guests".

Although Wang Qiong doesn't pay attention to etiquette, his guests are still very particular.

"I have seen Boss Wang." The male guest immediately stood up, clasped his fists and clasped his hands, and said in an arrogant manner.

Wang Qiong looked at him up and down--this is a slender man with a feminine face, his face is about 30 years old; in this cold weather, he still wears a neat Tsing Yi with a waist. He also wore a sword in between, and he looked like a practicing family.

At the same time, the other party is also observing Wang Qiong-Boss Wang is neither tall nor short, nor fat nor thin. He is not ugly when he is in his early forties; he wears a fur coat and cotton trousers Wearing a fur hat, there is no such thing as a person in the rivers and lakes all over his body, and he looks like a shopkeeper in every way.

"Have we... met?" Wang Qiong looked at him suspiciously.

The man claiming to be Zhang San didn't answer this question, but glanced at Cheng Wei who was standing aside, and then threw a questioning look at Wang Qiong.

"Oh..." Wang Qiong understood what he meant, "It doesn't matter, let him listen, you can tell."

Wang Qiong doesn't like to talk roundabouts, he will tell many things in the simplest and straightforward way.

"Okay..." Zhang San hesitated for a few seconds and replied, "Then I will remind Boss Wang... When we met last time, my identity was still ‘Zhu Cheng’."

"What?" Wang Qiong took two steps back and glanced at him again. "You said you were Zhu Cheng?" His expression was already expressing his disbelief, "The Zhu who is the second best in Yuling. Honest?"

"Yes." Zhang San gave an affirmative answer.

"Huh..." At this time, Cheng Wei sneered on the side, "Absurd, if you want to pretend to be someone else, you should first inquire about their body shape, right? Zhu Cheng's body is worth two You."

"So Zhu Cheng's voice, isn't it like this?"

This sentence was said by the "Zhang San", but his voice when he said it was completely different from his voice just now, but it was exactly the same as Zhu Cheng's voice at the beginning.

"You..." Upon seeing this, Cheng Wei was also at a loss for words.

Wang Qiong reacted faster than him: "So... you used to be Zhu Cheng, but now you are Zhang San?"

Zhang Sanying said: "I have never been Zhu Cheng... The real Zhu Cheng was replaced by me long before Yuling Sijue met you."

Wang Qiong said: "Oh...then you have always been Zhang San, just pretending to be Zhu Cheng for a while?"

Zhang Sandao: "I am not Zhang San either."

Wang Qiong said: "Then who are you?"

Zhang San smiled: "It doesn't matter who I am. I can be Zhu Cheng or Zhang San. If necessary, I can also be Wang Qiong. I can even be Wang Qiong for a lifetime."

This sentence is very dangerous.

As dangerous as the person who said this.

"Huh?" Before the words fell, Cheng Wei's eyes and murderous aura were already approaching Zhang San like a knife.

"Hahaha..." Zhang San laughed, "Just kidding...just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Whether Zhang San is really joking, and whether Cheng Wei takes this matter seriously, not to mention everyone understands.

But this topic did not continue, because Wang Qiong had already started to say something else nonchalantly: "Okay, you can be whoever you are, and you don’t have to tell me what happened between you and Yuling Sijue , The grievances of you people in the arena have nothing to do with me. I only care about whether the business can be done. As for who to do it with... it is the same to me."

While speaking, he moved his gaze to the woman who had been sitting next to him and said nothing.

This woman is wearing a thick cotton-padded coat with a large red cloak. She wears a hat on her head, and a thick black gauze under the brim completely covers her face.

Wrapped in this way, there are not many evidences that can be used to determine her gender; however, there are still...such as the style of her clothes, the way she walks, and...the only thing she is not covered is Covered, those slender hands like white jade.

It is indeed a pair of beautiful hands, so beautiful that they are flawless and even make people feel false.

The master of these hands obviously hasn't done any rough work, nor has he ever practiced martial arts... even if he did, it's definitely not his skill.

Wang Qiong has seen many women and many pairs of women's hands, so at this moment, he doesn't need to look at that woman's face, he already knows that this must be a stunning woman.

"This is..." After a breath, Wang Qiongfu spoke again. He wanted to say "This is the product, right", but after a little consideration, he changed the second half of the sentence to "...I want Who are you looking for?"

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~ Zhang San's answer is not fast or slow, the tone sounds confident.

"She... is she... okay?" Wang Qiong's next question seemed a bit ambiguous.

Zhang San knows exactly what he is asking: "She is fine."

One second later, as if afraid that Wang Qiong would not understand it, Zhang San added another sentence: "It's as good as before."

Wang Qiong did not respond, but turned his head and said: "Cheng Wei."

"Yes." Cheng Wei answered.

"Call the two maids and Wen Po..." Wang Qiong hadn't finished saying this.

Zhang San interrupted: "Hold on."

"What's wrong?" Wang Qiong asked.

"Before the inspection, do you stop discussing the price?" Zhang San's eyes have flashed greed.

"How much do you want to add?" Wang Qiong is really a straightforward person.

He bypassed the nonsense of knowingly asking, bypassing Zhang San's description of how many difficulties and risks he had taken in this operation, and directly addressed the other party's purpose and asked the most core questions.

"Double." Zhang San is also a powerful character. Before Wang Qiong's question, he didn't have any self-confidence, and said in a deep voice that he was obviously asking too much.

"Okay." Wang Qiong also continued without hesitation, "Inspect the goods first, if the goods are okay, you can take the money and leave."

Wang Qiong finished this sentence and turned around and left.

He didn't explain anything, he knew that Cheng Wei would take care of the next thing.

Wang Qiong looked very ordinary when he turned around, and he walked in a very ordinary way.

There is absolutely no dominance in his gestures.

But when he turned around, "Zhang San" looked at his back with respect.

"Zhang Mou respectfully sent Mr. Wang to Boss." When he walked out of the room, Zhang San also made a deeper bet than when the other party came, and said this in a tone of admiration. (To be continued.)