Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 557 See the main god again.

In the afternoon of late spring, there is a faint sweltering heat.

When Hwarang and his group arrived at Giethoorn Village next to the Butterfly Spring, it was already evening. In the evening, the sun was setting and the warm afterglow shone on everyone, making them feel very comfortable.

It's just that when they saw the villagers of Giethoorn Village, the feeling of comfort was instantly wiped away, because the entire street of Giethoorn Village was actually empty, only the sun shining down.

After Duan Suxing saw this situation, he immediately understood that there must be an accident here, otherwise at this time, it is impossible that there is no one here.

Not caring about other things, the group of them hurried to the village head Li Yu's house, knocked on the door a few times and no one answered, so Yin Wucuo had to kick the door open. After the door was opened, they rushed into the courtyard and found the door of the living room There was a person standing there, that person didn't dare to step out, and stood trembling inside, he seemed to want to greet Duan Suxing and the others, but after waving his arm, he put it down again.

Hwarang and the others got closer, only to find that the person was Li Yu, the village head. At this time, Li Yu's face was pale, as if he had encountered a ghost. When Duan Suxing saw him, he immediately asked angrily: "What happened here?" whats the matter?"

After being yelled at by Duan Suxing, Li Yu was already very scared, so he immediately fell to the ground. His whole body seemed to be so soft that he couldn't even stand up. He put his hands on the ground and stammered: "This ...the lord...God, and...appeared again!"

The main god appeared again, Hwarang frowned, reached out and pulled Li Yu up and dragged him to a chair to sit down, and then asked: "The native god appeared again? When?"

Perhaps it was because of Li Yu's body that he could rely on, so his face gradually turned red at this time, but he still contemplated for a long time before he dared to answer.

"Last night, the villagers went back to their houses early to sleep, but in the middle of the night, all of us suddenly heard the sound of sheep bleating. Because the god of our Giethoorn Village is a sheep, the villagers did not raise sheep. Our village Without sheep, how could there be sheep screaming? We hid in the house and dared not go out. The sheep screaming lasted for half a stick of incense before slowly dissipating. It was dawn today, and we dared not go out. It was so scary! "

After Li Yu finished speaking, he grabbed the teacup with trembling hands, but when he grabbed the teacup and put it in his mouth, it spilled out because of his trembling hands. He quickly put down the teacup, and then sat on the chair without daring to say a word. .

After listening to Li Yu's words, Duan Suxing frowned, he couldn't hear any clues, he cast his eyes on Hwarang, Hwarang pondered for a moment, and then rushed out of Li Yu's house, everyone saw this and ran away again and again go out.

After Hwarang came to the street, he kept looking for it in the street. After walking from one end of the street to the other, he shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be!"

Everyone had already felt strange about Hwarang's behavior, and now they heard Hwarang speak, and they quickly asked, "Why shouldn't it be?"

Hwarang pointed to the entire street: "Li Yu said that the people here heard the cry of the sheep, but there was no trace of the sheep walking on the whole street, which means that the cry of the sheep is probably faked by the murderer. Intimidating."

Everyone nodded again and again, there is indeed such a possibility, but who is the murderer, what good does it do him to pretend to be a sheep to scare people?

It was getting late at this time, and it was inappropriate for them to ask someone about last night's situation, and the villagers here hadn't come out for a day, so they must have been terribly frightened, maybe they would come out tomorrow when they became more courageous Not necessarily, thinking this way, they temporarily went back to Prince Duan Suxing's other garden to rest.

Miss Huiqiong's injury was almost healed. When they returned to the other garden, Miss Huiqiong was sitting in the house reading a book, which was a collection of words called "Yangchun Ji".

Crown Prince Duan Suxing saw Hui Qiong watching "Yang Chun Ji" and said with a smile, "It's surprising that you still like Feng Yansi's words."

Hui Qiong saw that the prince came back, and she smiled all of a sudden, and said: "It's just to pass the boring time. If His Royal Highness doesn't come back, I'm afraid I'll finish reading the collection of words here."

Prince Duan Suxing laughed loudly and said, "Hui Qiong, is your injury better?"

Miss Huiqiong nodded: "It's better, at least I can sit and read a book."

Hui Qiong brought the topic to reading, Prince Duan Suxing immediately picked up the collection of words that Hui Qiong had just put down, and said: "Let me see what words you have read." Chanted out:

Who knows how long it takes to throw away leisurely?When spring comes, the melancholy is still there.Before spending time every day, I often get sick and drink alcohol, and I don’t care about the beautiful face in the mirror.

There are willows on the Qingwu embankment by the river, just to ask Xinchou, what happens every year?The Independence Bridge is full of wind and sleeves, and the Crescent Moon people in Pinglin are back.

After the crown prince Duan Suxing finished singing, his brows were furrowed suddenly, and he said, "I've left you these two days, and I've made you suffer!"

Hui Qiong was surprised, and said: "No, no, why did His Royal Highness make such a statement?"

Crown Prince Duan Suxing smiled slightly, and said: "Feng Yansi's magpie stepping on a branch is written for leisure and can't be distracted. Hui Qiong, if you are not bored, how can you read such poems."

Seeing that Prince Duan Suxing saw through her concern, Miss Huiqiong blushed immediately, but she didn't want Duan Suxing to blame herself too much for this matter, so she quickly said: "What His Royal Highness said, I just flipped through this book. In fact, I just feel aggrieved for Feng Yansi, the descendants say that Feng Yansi's character is not very good, but he can write such a poem, shouldn't he be admired by everyone?"

Hearing Miss Hui Qiong say such words, Prince Duan Suxing suddenly felt a warm current hit his heart. He knew very well that although Hui Qiong was talking about Feng Yansi, the implication was that Feng Yansi was the prime minister of the Southern Tang Dynasty. However, his ability to govern the country is mediocre. It was only because of his outstanding literary talent and good lyrics that he was appreciated by the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Isn’t it the same for him today? Yes, but in terms of versatility, I am afraid that he can be counted in the whole of Dali.

After listening to Miss Huiqiong's words, Duan Suxing, who had never liked Feng Yansi very much, suddenly felt a sense of sympathy, and when this feeling was very strong, Duan Suxing suddenly hugged Huiqiong, Huiqiong smiled, and suddenly hey With a cry, he said, "His Royal Highness, you hurt me!"

Miss Huiqiong's ouch made Duan Suxing realize that she was still an injured person. He shouldn't be so rude. Duan Suxing apologized again and again, and then talked about poetry with Miss Huiqiong in the room. When talking about poetry at this time, he felt that they The hearts of the two are closer.