Volume 18: The Third Master's Sword Chapter 447 Goodbye Jia Huo
Pang Da suddenly said such words, which made the listeners in the inn who didn't know the situation frown and didn't understand what he meant.
"Who is Lao Gong?"
The little girl asked, but then she suddenly remembered and exclaimed, "Old Gong? Is he the one who caused the storyteller to be beheaded by County Magistrate Gou?!"
Xiaoyun nodded slowly.
Pang Da was very proud and laughed: "If that old man hadn't died so quickly, I wouldn't be so high-spirited now!"
"Hehe, but don't suspect that I was the one who killed him, because I am a clean, honest, and honest person. If you don't believe me, you can go ask Magistrate Gou! He is the most fair!"
When he saw Xiaoyun's uncomfortable expression, his face lit up. After he finished speaking, he pushed the crowd away and left in a dignified manner.
Amid the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a huge and gradually fat body slowly moved in, squeezing here and there, but Xiaoyun's eyes seemed to be fixed on him, never letting go!
There was sunshine outside the inn.
Xiao Yun suddenly said loudly: "I wonder if anyone here knows the details of the case of Lao Gong in Beicheng District, and would you like to tell me?!"
Old Gong lives in a sparsely populated alley, where few people go. Xiaoyun once looked for opportunities to ask all the neighbors around, but no one had seen anything unusual in the house.
Xiaoyun even specifically investigated some things about Pang Da, but it is not known whether anyone gave false testimony. Everyone said in unison that Pang Da went into the county government office that day to discuss the issue of sewage treatment with the county magistrate.
Xiaoyun just felt it was very strange.
——How could a problem of sewage treatment lead to a meeting between Magistrate Gou and a “poacher” in person ?
——If he was an ordinary county magistrate, it would be reasonable for him to worry about the people. But County Magistrate Gou is a "dog county magistrate". Since Xiaoyun came to Liuquan City, he has never been heard of doing any good things. How could he care about the people's livelihood?
But no matter how strange it was, Xiaoyun couldn't possibly point out that this was the alibi that the county government had deliberately created for Pang Da.
This idea is even more ridiculous.
If County Magistrate Gou wanted to "deal with" Old Gong, he didn't need to go through so much effort. The beheading of the storyteller was a good example.
So Xiaoyun has never been able to find the murderer, and this has become his biggest concern.
Xiaoyun asked a question, but everyone was silent and no one answered.
Until Pang Da walked away, suddenly a man who looked like a gangster stood up and kept winking at Xiao Yun with some uneasiness.
Xiaoyun understood what he meant, and pretended to let out a tired breath, then said casually, "Everyone, go home. I'll stop telling stories tomorrow and continue with new stories the day after tomorrow."
The audience noticed Xiaoyun's depression. It was the first time the little girl saw Xiaoyun in such an emotion, so she walked over and asked softly, "Big brother, what's wrong with you..."
At this time, the crowd dispersed, and the man who stood up earlier strode towards Xiaoyun.
Xiaoyun recognized this man.
Of course, Xiaoyun couldn't know all the listeners who came to listen to the book, but he could not forget this person.
Because this was the first person he met when he arrived in Liuquan City.
——Jia Huo.
It was Jia Huo who introduced him to Lao Gong as an apprentice. It was said that he was very successful in this area and had a wide network of contacts. He usually made a living by collecting referral fees. However, since Pang Da came, he also took away a lot of his business.
——The huge relationship seems to be very strong.
Jia Huo stepped forward and first said to Xiao Yun with a smile, like an old friend reminiscing about the past: "Long time no see. I listened to your books and gave you a lot of tips!"
Xiaoyun also smiled and said, "I know."
The two chatted for a long time, and when the waiter came out to clean up the table, Jia Huo looked at the remaining people in the inn and said, "I heard that you are a good cook. Why don't you go to the kitchen and let me see you?"
Xiaoyun agreed straightforwardly: "Okay!"
…
In front of the kitchen door.
Cabbages, cowpeas, radishes, and some unknown fungi are drying in front of the door. There is a chair at the door, where Xiaoyun used to sit outside and bask in the sun.
It is still there now.
When Jia Huo came here, he did not go in, but said: "I heard that every chef's cooking skills are secret recipes that are not disclosed. Of course, it is not appropriate for me to go in and take a look."
Xiaoyun said: "Then we can always talk about something else."
Jia Huo sighed and said, "I wanted to say something else."
Xiao Yun stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "Do you know how Old Gong died?"
Jia Huo said: "I'm not sure. But maybe I can provide some information. I saw a person from a big sect accidentally mentioned some information the other day."
"A big sect?"
Jia Huo hesitated for a long time and said, "It was the people of Huashan Sect who said that after the establishment of their seven major sword sects, they suddenly became very active in our Liuquan City. It was not until a while ago that they gradually left."
Xiao Yun frowned and said, "Of course they didn't come here just to kill a dung man."
Jia Huo smiled and said, "Of course not. I heard that they are here to find the mysterious master who fought against Xie Xiaofeng and they are equally matched."
"You know him, too?"
Jia Huo laughed and said, "In our line of work, we have to know a little bit about everything and brag a little bit about everything. The better you brag, the more people will trust you and admire you, and things will usually get done."
He patted Xiaoyun on the shoulder and said jokingly, "Aren't you the same?"
Xiaoyun didn't smile.
"What did you hear them say?"
Jia Huo finally became serious and said slowly, "I heard a master from the Huashan Sect say that they would kill a dung man if they received money from someone."
"Of course I was thinking, who would spend money to kill a dung picker? After thinking about it, I thought it would probably be someone in the same industry. Sure enough, Pang Da later took over Lao Gong's business."
"But I really can't imagine how much money can be made by carrying manure, which is worth Pang Da to hire a master from the Huashan Sect to fight!"
Xiaoyun suddenly remembered that Pang Da had displayed a move called "Pushing the Window to Look at the Moon" during a previous fight. That was a Wudang move, but he said it was a martial art from the Huashan School.
He sighed slowly and said, "Maybe that's not a very high master."
To kill Old Gong, there is no need for a real swordsman from the Huashan Sect to take action.
"Hahahahaha, man, you're really humorous."
When Jia Huo heard this, he suddenly laughed and said, "Do you think the disciples of those big sects are the characters in your book? They are certainly far inferior to Yan Nantian and Palace Master Yao Yue, but for us, they are already very high masters!"
Xiao Yun smiled and did not refute him, but thought: "Huashan Sect... "
Jia Huo took out a few more strings of copper coins, threw them back and forth in his hands, and said, "To be honest, you are very good at explaining the book. Many details are exactly like the real thing."
"I used to go and listen to the storyteller's books, but I don't think he's as good as you."
What Xiaoyun didn't expect was that Jia Huo actually handed the copper coin to Xiaoyun and said, "I stole a nice piece of clothing from you because I was afraid that you would be envied when you were working. Now I am listening to the book, so I will return the money to you!"
After he said that, he walked away slowly in the sun.
Xiaoyun watched him walk away, and an indescribable wonderful feeling emerged in her heart, as if it was a joy and also like comfort.
With a smile in his eyes, he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
"To listen to a better book! I treat you as my friend!"
friend.
Xiaoyun hasn't heard these two words for a long time.
