Bone Painting Coroner

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"Go, get the wine jar."

Zhao Qingteng stood up and put one foot on the chair.

Heroic!

"Hole."

Bahu responded and quickly brought him a wine jar.

Zhao Qing held his head up and drank up.

After drinking, smash the wine jar to the ground.

There was a crackling noise.

Everyone's momentum was so high that they all smashed the wine jars to the ground.

The whole inn is noisy!

The second floor!

Ji Yunshu didn't have a deep sleep, and when he heard the sound underneath, he turned around, only to find that Jing Rong was no longer around him.

The other half of the bed is empty!

She pulled the quilt off the bed, stepped barefoot on the cold floor, moved step by step out, opened the door, and the noise outside was even heavier.

Some people are even noisy and their eardrums are really messy!

She frowned, and was stopped by Langpo before her feet were stepped out.

"Mr. Ji, the prince has orders, so that you can stay in the house well, and he will handle the things outside."

Ji Yunshu glanced down, because he couldn't reach his eyesight and could only take it back.

Ask, "What the hell happened next?"

"The prince will solve it, Mr. Ji should rest early."

It's so noisy outside, take a break!

But she did not continue to ask, but nodded.

But he was worried and asked, "How about Wei Yi? How is he?"

Lang Bo returned, "rest assured, he slept soundly."

"What about my second sister?"

"Resting in the house!"

"That's good."

Wei Yi's kid, indeed, if he fell asleep, he couldn't even touch Thunder.

As for Ji Wanxin, it is estimated that the fearful dare not come out of the house.

After folding into the house, she couldn't sleep anymore, but sat inside.

Outside, Jing Rong was standing on the second floor with his hands behind his back, his eyes locked tightly on the group of people underground.

After a while, he entered the open room behind him. At this time, the innkeeper was brought in.

"Master, what do you ask?" the shopkeeper asked.

Jing Rong froze his face, "Who is the person below?"

"Yes……"

"Say!"

The shopkeeper is also a person with great eyesight.

Looking at the man in front of him, he was dressed in brocade, and the people around him were not waiting for leisure.

With a tremble, he said, "Uncle, you still have a good rest here, rest assured that those people will leave after drinking and will not disturb you."

This time Langbo came in and said to Jing Rong, "Master, Mr. Ji just woke up."

Jing Rong's face sank, her dark eyebrows dimmed, and she looked at the shopkeeper. "Those people have affected our rest. Since you are the main thing here, you should be able to solve it."

"I... Grandpa, I really can't solve it. Otherwise, I will give you back all your money, and you will find another house to live in."

Are you teasing me?

It’s all said that Fangyuanbaili is about this inn, and besides, it’s so late, where to go?

Jing Rong was a little angry.

Lang Po didn't have such a good patience. When he came up, he pulled the collar of the shopkeeper and ordered, "Our son can't stand the noise, and immediately let those people get out."

The shopkeeper was terrified, and his eyes dropped, looking at the sword in Lang Bo's hand, for fear that the sword would rest on your own neck.

His legs shook and swallowed, "Several masters are angry, I really can't help it."

"pardon?"

Lang Po threw him away with force.

The shopkeeper was thrown aside, and quickly lowered his waist, and he posted to the ground, embarrassed and weeping, "Several grandfathers, I really don’t want to, those people underneath, I dare not offend, if I don’t let When they come in, they will burn me this inn. My shop, my ancestors stay, can’t burn, please be patient, wait for them to finish drinking, and they will naturally leave."

He knelt down.

Jing Rong glanced at him lightly and asked, "Who are they?"

"Those people are mountain bandits in this area. Over the years, they have done everything they can to kill and loot. Even the county magistrate of Shanhuai County has no way to take them. "

"Mountain bandit? Say, but Gaoshanzhai?" Jing Rong asked.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "So the son knows?"

"Naturally know."

"However, there are two places in the high mountain village, one is the person who is led by the big head, and the other is the person who is led by the second head." The shopkeeper explained.

Jing Rong frowned, "What's underneath?"

"It's the second person who brought it."

No wonder, otherwise, the man who knew that Jing Rong had killed so many of him, now, how would he sit down and drink, and rushed to revenge early and regularly.

Jing Rong thought about it carefully, and then gave a glance to Langpo with his eyes.

Langbo was so impressed that he left the room and went straight down!

The Bahu below just shouted, "I heard that people from the other side of the house were not robbed today. Instead, they were killed by others. Forty or forty people were killed. It would be estimated that they were pulling their pants in the house anxiously."

After that, everyone laughed.

Chiguo's ridicule.

Zhao Qing is still drinking wine. It stands to reason that his opponent has died so much, he should raise his glass to celebrate, but now, Zhao Qing is completely irrelevant.

The face covered with Hu Zha vaguely revealed a man's handsome spirit.

"Who?" Someone suddenly shouted.

Everyone turned their eyes to see that Lang Po came with two people, but was stopped by several mountain bandits.

Langbo grabbed his sword handle, there is a possibility to pull out at any time!

"I want to see your second owner."

"who are you?"

"Step aside!"

"Keep off?" The people laughed, poked Langbo's chest with their hands, and dragged, "Do you know who you are talking to? Know..."

what--

Before the words were finished, the man's hand prodded on Lang Bo's chest was directly twisted back, the whole person twisted, and his knees bent involuntarily.

"Let... let go!"

Seeing this scene, they all took out their knives in their waists and prepared to fight.

"Brothers, give it to me."

A group of people was about to step forward and heard a table not far away, "Stop!"

Zhao Qing speaks out!

Stop it!

Everyone backed away and dispersed on both sides.

Langpo also let go of his hand, and threw the man directly onto the table, then rolled off the table, and his chest was bleeding.

Zhao Qingyang lifted the wine jar in his hand and smashed it directly to the ground, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, slightly raised his chin, squinted his eyes, and walked in a wobbly step.

Standing in front of Langpo, he looked up and down at Langpo and smiled with contempt.

"who are you?"

Langpo said with a stern face, "You guys have quarreled my master's rest."

"master?"

Zhao Qing snorted, "It's a real dog!"