Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 550 The Missing Letters.

After hearing Hualang's words of gratitude, the Taoist immediately burst into joy in his heart, but he didn't show it, but remained calm, shaking his head and pinching his fingers to calculate, and after a long time said: "Well, it's figured out. , if you want to avoid this bloody disaster, there is only one way, and that is within three days, don't leave your home and run around, so you can be safe!"

After hearing the Taoist's method, Hwarang and Wen Meng suddenly couldn't help laughing, and the nervousness and fear on Hwarang's face just now disappeared without a trace.

They thought the method of this Taoist priest was really ridiculous, who wouldn't know how to avoid troubles by hiding at home.

After Hualang and the others laughed, Hualang suddenly looked at the Taoist priest and asked, "Master is really powerful. He can even calculate the bloody disaster in the next three days. Has the master calculated it for himself? How many days have you done?" Will there be a bloody disaster inside?"

When the Taoist saw Hwarang and the others laughing, he knew that he had been tricked by the four people in front of him, so when Hwarang asked him this question, his face suddenly darkened, and he said, "Since you don't believe , why bother to make fun of the old way, you go, I won't tell your fortune any more."

As soon as the Taoist said this, Hua Lang turned his head away: "Actually, I am also a fortune teller, and I have already made a fortune teller for you, Master, and you will be bloody today."

After Hualang said this, Yin Wucuo suddenly drew the knife and put it on the Taoist priest's neck. The Taoist priest was frightened by this, but he was too scared, and the canvas in his hand fell to the ground immediately. Hualang snorted coldly and said: "I'm here to ask you a few questions. If you answer honestly, then it's fine. If you don't answer honestly, you will be killed today."

The Taoist squinted at Yin Wucuo, and found that Yin Wucuo's eyes were sharp, and he really felt like killing him and then quickly. The Taoist immediately nodded and said, "If you ask, I will answer everything."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Hwarang asked directly, "Yesterday, at the Butterfly Fair, a scholar named Xu Yun passed by here. You said he had a bloody disaster. Is there such a thing?"

The Taoist was a little confused for a moment, and said, "This..."

"What about this and that, hurry up!" Yin Wucuo scolded sharply.

The Taoist was afraid, and said again and again: "Well...every time I see a person, I say that he has a bloody disaster. You are also a fortune teller. You should know that this is a trick to deceive people. Otherwise, you can't cheat money!"

Hwarang didn't say much, but still asked: "So do you still remember Xu Yun? He is a scholar and likes to read geography. Oh, by the way, he doesn't believe what you said. He has had a relationship with you. quarrel."

After Hua Lang told about the quarrel, the Taoist immediately thought of it, and said again and again: "Yes, there is such a person who doesn't believe anything I say, and says that I am a trick to deceive others. Where I can bear it, I argued with him a few words, but I see that his friends believe in my words."

Hearing the Taoist's words, Hualang gave Yin Wucuo a wink, and then he was about to leave, but at this moment, the Taoist suddenly stopped Hualang and said, "This young master asked about the scholar, but he didn't know what to say. Why?"

Yin Wucuo put away the knife and said, "He was killed!"

Hearing this, the Taoist priest suddenly excitedly said: "Look, I'll tell you, he will be bloody within three days, he still doesn't believe it, now he's fine, he's dead!" The Taoist priest at this time was full of confidence , and extremely proud, I am afraid that in the future he will take this matter as a classic case and tell his guests.

But this was nothing to Hua Lang, he neither taught the Taoist priest nor said anything else to the Taoist priest, and they rushed to Giethoorn Village with Yin Wucuo.

On the way to Giethoorn Village, Yin Wucuo said angrily, "That Taoist priest is really disgusting, I really should teach him a lesson."

As soon as Yin Wucuo finished speaking, Wen Meng followed suit and asked, "Didn't you suspect this Taoist priest? Isn't he a murderer?"

Hwarang nodded: "How can a person like him be a murderer, let's go to Giethoorn Village as soon as possible."

The four of them stopped talking and couldn't help but quicken their pace.

When I came to Giethoorn Village, it was no longer as lively as it used to be. Several shops even closed their doors and hung signs saying that they were temporarily closed, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street, so people had to walk on the street. Pedestrians stopped greeting each other, as if they were very afraid, afraid that the two of them would say hello and say something, and unknowingly offend the local god.

This is a very ridiculous thing, but it happened in this kind of place, you can’t say anything, it makes people feel a little helpless, Hua Lang and the others came to the inn where Xu Yun lived before, Duan Suxing and Bao Zheng were already waiting , when they saw Hwarang coming, Bao Zheng immediately went up to him and said, "How is the investigation going?"

"That Taoist priest is not a murderer, but a charlatan!"

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, and then said: "We searched Xu Yun's room just now, and found that the clothes he was carrying were there, but the books he was carrying and the letters he recorded on famous mountains and rivers were missing."

Hearing this news, Hwarang was a little shocked, and said, "You mean that the letters about famous mountains, great rivers, and historical sites recorded by Xu Yun are missing?"

Bao Zheng nodded: "That's right, so I suspect that the purpose of the murderer's murder is to get those letters. Brother Hua should also know that the current printing technology has greatly improved compared to before, and the publishing of poetry collections and various literature It is much more convenient than before, and if Xu Yun's manuscript can be published, he will definitely make a lot of money, and his reputation will also increase a lot."

After Bao Zheng finished speaking, many people nodded in agreement, but at this moment, Wen Yanbo got up and said: "Although what Brother Bao said is reasonable, there is something wrong with it. Now that Xu Yun is dead, whoever dares to publish Xu Yun's handwriting, whoever publishes it It's the murderer, I think the murderer shouldn't be that stupid!"

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "Brother Wen doesn't know something. If the murderer is only doing it for money, he can submit anonymously. In this way, many printing shops will definitely pay a lot of money to buy Xu Yun's handwriting. Yes, after all, this is what Xu Yun wrote down with his life, and I heard from Luo Bai and others that Xu Yun's handwriting is beautiful, and the introduction of various famous mountains and rivers is also extremely readable. valuable."

Now that Bao Zheng said this, even Wen Yanbo couldn't say anything. After all, what Bao Zheng said was reasonable, and in this way, the purpose of the murderer was really for Xu Yun's letter?