In Yingcheng County Government.

Zhang Guozi's body was stiff and straight, with no chance of life.

Seeing Li Hongru and others coming over, Zhang Lie also pulled Zhang Guozi's eyelids, and there were white eyes underneath.

Even the gods can hardly be saved if they die like this.

It was not until this time that Li Hongru carefully saw the other person's true appearance.

This is the appearance of a man in his sixties, with a little white hair and a little hunched back.

"Let's be buried in peace!"

In a small place like Yingcheng, the Dali Temple branch did not move in, and there were only more than twenty people in the yamen.

This is the total number of people who maintain public order in the city.

The external defense battalion is not something that can be used to work if it wants to be transferred. It is already very hard and responsible to be able to barely find someone at this time.

Qin Huairen said something.

What can they do if they die?

It is difficult to recover money, and you need to suffer a loss.

If there is no connection between the county government, finding Zhang Guozi is a difficult task.

"Oh, that official will close the case!"

Zhang Lie sighed heavily, and then asked the yamen runners to carry Zhang Guozi's body down.

He looked worried and told Qin Huairen that he would find a suitable mount as soon as possible, and then he walked away.

"One hundred and twenty two lives."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity that his good technique to turn into a donkey."

Although he disliked Zhang Guozi's character, everyone was quite envious of Zhang Guozi's magic.

With this kind of magic, it will be much more convenient to travel, and you won’t be afraid of accidents of losing your mount.

Everyone whispered a few words, but finally had to stroll around, and they had to find a place to eat some food.

At this time, everyone followed Li Hongru closely.

If you buy a donkey, you will emptiate the deposited silver on your body. It is difficult for everyone to have any money. If you want to take out some more silver, you will only have valuable items on your body.

"Do we want to experience the sufferings of the people today?" Li Hongru asked.

"Are you going to have a sweet meal again?" Pei Nie muttered: "Brother Hongru, you should be generous and invite us a few more meals."

"You haven't eaten any bitter food yet," Li Hongru said with a smile.

"Is there any worse meal than we had yesterday?"

“Dried vegetables and hard buns are harder than steamed cakes.”

"That's the best meal that can be taken out temporarily in the inn."

"I hate the sand in the hard bun."

Everyone murmured for a while, and Li Hongru didn't think he was still eating badly, but the journey was quite long and he had to buy some dry food in advance, so he would have to remember the bitterness and sweetness.

There was only one restaurant in Yingcheng. Everyone walked for a long time before they found the restaurant and sat in them together.

There were few customers in the restaurant at this time.

There were only two temporary guests passing by, ordered a portion of peanuts and wine, and took a few steamed buns and chewed them slowly.

"Are there nine hundred steamed buns?"

After ordering the main meal, Li Hongru was also asking about dry food.

The hard buns in the inn are indeed a bit sandy. Looking at the white steamed buns in the restaurant, the color is obviously much better. You only need to blow them in the cold wind and freeze them and become dry food on the trip.

"Nine hundred?"

The waiter who was in Napeng looked at the table in front of him and suddenly felt that he had encountered the rhythm of the King of Kings.

"Are you rich enough money?"

The waiter asked in a low voice, and only then did he feel relieved after Li Hongru put some broken silver on the table.

"As long as you have money, we can definitely make it in Chunyuelou," said the waiter: "It's just that the customer needs to wait patiently. Our boss took on a big deal yesterday, and the ingredients for making steamed buns were a little empty and they didn't make up for it for a while."

"Can someone order a lot of steamed buns?" Li Hongru said strangely.

"I just ordered rice and noodles, probably thinking about going home and making it myself!"

After a few conversations, Li Hongru booked dozens of kilograms of peanuts and asked for some cold meat, which solved the problem of dry food.

Everyone was full of food and food, waiting for the restaurant to make steamed buns.

After a few hours, Zhang Lie came again.

The other party brought two yamen runners and took some mounts again.

This time, there were some mixed mounts, including the bad-looking yellow horse, and the donkey with his head down, taking the mixed-style route.

It seems that the mounts in Yingcheng are indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

"Young Master Qin! Dear young masters!"

Zhang Lie looked heartbroken.

This is also considered a disaster that came from the sky.

I just took on a troublesome thing and was entrusted with someone, so I could only take responsibility to the end and put my old capital in it.

"Thank you, Lord Zhang," Qin Huairen said with his fists.

The mounts are already complete, although they are all crooked, they can barely make a long-distance trip.

Zhang Lie also prepared some hay very considerately so that the horses and donkeys would not find the grass in the snow.

At this time, many steamed buns in the restaurant were also out.

Qin Huairen looked at the sky. It was still several hours before it was dark, so it was quite suitable for traveling far away.

He said something to everyone, and everyone nodded one after another.

Some people were waiting for dry food in the restaurant, some were caring for and adapting to the new mounts, while Li Hongru and others went back to the inn to clean up.

Li Hongru still has to bring Lao Huang over to meet him.

Everyone has their own affairs and has parted ways for a while.

"It would be great if we could learn the ability to turn a donkey into a hand. If we want to go to the inn, we would just call a little donkey out for transportation."

"Yes, I haven't heard of any trick to turn into a donkey, I'm afraid this trick will be lost."

Along the way, Li Hongru and Li Wuji were chattering.

Before leaving Yingcheng, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

After collecting the inn's storage and settled the accounts, Li Hongru took Lao Huang out.

When he went to the restaurant again, Li Hongru realized something was wrong and there was something confused in his mind.

"What?" Li Wuji said.

"I always feel something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm a little too careful."

Some thoughts flowed in Li Hongru's mind, and some clues seemed to be felt in the messy clues.

"Do you remember when you reported the news to me?" Li Hongru asked, "I was shocked at that time, but the little Taoist priest of Tongxuan Temple seemed to have no emotional changes, and seemed to have a little common feeling."

"Little Taoist?"

This is a person Li Wuji paid less attention to.

I just remember that the other party was giving porridge to the poor.

"I stayed in Tongxuan Temple for half a day, and I never saw anyone burning incense, and there was no money in the merit box."

"They have to maintain the porridge and water for hundreds of people every day, and they have to survive themselves. How can they survive?"

Li Hongru just thought about the nine hundred steamed buns he bought, and raised his hand and counted two silvers and spent it.

Thin porridge is much more affordable than steamed buns, but if it takes a long time, it will be a considerable amount of money.

Li Hongru felt that with Tongxuanguan's strength, it was difficult to support such alms.

The other party is likely to have property of unknown origin.

The more Li Hongru associates, the more problems there are in Tongxuan View.

In addition, the idea that Guozi died was so strange that he actually rode a magic donkey and fell into a pit and died.

This way of death is very bizarre, just like Li Hongru practicing swordsmanship, stabbing himself to death with one sword.

Many clues in his mind were difficult to form, but he also realized something was wrong.

"Or why, let's go to Tongxuan to have a look?" Li Wuji said.

"Look," Li Hongru nodded.

"Go quietly."

"Don't be up to you."

Li Hongru went to Tongxuan Temple and could only sway, while Li Wuji had all his skills, so he could not even jump up or down.

After being encouraged by Li Hongru, Li Wuji finally agreed with the ball.

He rode Lao Huang and walked slowly, while Li Wuji ran away quickly.

After a while, he was about to approach Tongxuan Temple again, and he immediately saw Li Wuji coming like a big bird.

"The door of Tongxuan Temple was closed. I found a place to go up the wall. Water was being boiled inside. I thought it was cooking porridge, but I didn't expect to uncover the lid and boil people inside."

"Cook people?" Li Hongru said strangely.

"Yes, there was a young man with purple body soaking hot water inside. I looked at his face and seemed to look a little like the descendant of Zhang Guozi, the old donkey seller."

"Where did he get his descendants in Tongxuan Temple?"

Li Hongru sneered, and suddenly thought of some old gods that Li Baoguo had mentioned in his mind.

"Can you be good at speeding skills and pretending to be dead, blinding us?"

Many combinations of magic may produce unexpected effects.

Using the art of speed to reverse use, turning oneself into an elderly person, and then demonstrating that rejuvenating children's clothing is a way to cheat money.

But if you use this method to change your appearance, it will be the same.

If you combine some strange magic, it may not be impossible to escape from prison.

Thinking of Zhang Guozi's attainments in using paper-made donkey techniques, Li Hongru's suspicion inevitably deepened a little.

He decided to go and see it in person.
Chapter completed!