Chapter 433: Inn Storm Five

Before Zhao Yiming finished speaking, the proprietress twisted her waist, walked over in one step and said, "Sir, don't talk nonsense. Our town is full of ordinary people. What can they do?"

Liu Guiye also said with a smile: "I think the boss lady is right. Just because these people died outside, we can't just say that there is something wrong with the people here. Who knows if someone is secretly working to distract us. "

Ding Yuming also nodded at this time and said: "I have been to this oasis more than once, and I really didn't find anything extraordinary about the people here. Is Mr. Zhao too cautious, so much so that he turned all the trees and plants into soldiers?"

Zhao Yiming shook his head, but did not speak anymore. He knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so it was better to be cautious.

Ibertha and Zhang Xinglong also walked down the stairs. Immediately, several people's eyes lit up. These were the people who wanted to kill her.

Zhao Yiming looked at it secretly, but he didn't expect that the green willow swords also had a vague murderous intention flashing in his eyes, but there seemed to be some hatred in the killing intention.

He called Lu Tao aside and said, "How much do you know about these two green willow swords?"

Lu Tao thought for a while and said: "Green Willow Villa has a very good reputation in the Starry Empire. Their former owner Ding Fengming was quite famous in the world of chivalry, but he died suddenly. No one knows the specific reason."

Zhao Yiming nodded and said, "What is the relationship between Ding Fengming and Ding Yuming?"

Lu Tao answered directly: "Ding Fengming is Ding Yuming's brother. After his death, Ding Yuming took his place and became one of the Green Willow Swords."

Zhao Yiming said thoughtfully: "It seems that this matter is quite interesting. Keep an eye on that boy for me. I always feel that he is not a good bird."

Tao Ming said at this time: "Who do you think that hidden enemy could be? I think the old beggar in the stable is the most suspicious.

The second prince is a member of the imperial family and is extremely noble. If you were to interrogate that old beggar, I believe he would tell the truth. "

Li Wu snorted at the side and said: "What you are talking about is nonsense. Everyone is using the identity of Jianghu people now. Your caravan can be considered to have a wide circle of friends. It is up to you to get close. I feel that this is more likely. Higher."

Yaori said angrily: "It's definitely not Senior Lin, and with his ability, if he wants to kill us, there is no need to go to such trouble, he can just do it."

Tao Ming rolled his eyes again and said, "Then I think that poor scholar is also very suspicious. How about we take him down and torture him?"

Xia Fang roared angrily and said, "Shut up, you bastard. You came here specifically to cause trouble, right?"

Everyone broke up unhappy this time and immediately went about their own business. Unexpectedly, only half an hour later, they heard a miserable howl.

The miserable howl officially came from the yard, and everyone immediately ran away and saw a headless corpse standing there. Judging from the clothes, it must be Tao Ming.

After Zhao Yiming and Xia Fang looked at the wounds, they thought of the chopped firewood at the same time, and their four eyes immediately looked at A Le.

A Le looked at the two people without knowing why, but there was a calmness in his eyes. This could not be faked at all, and both of them frowned.

Zhao Tingting looked around and said: "It's a very fast knife to cut off the head with one knife. Looking at the entire desert, it seems that the only one with this ability is the fast knife Xia Fang."

Ding Yuming looked at Xia Fang with bright eyes and said, "It seems that you were angry just now. The more you thought about it after you went back, the less angry you became, so you came out to kill him."

Xia Fang snorted from his nose and didn't bother to answer at all.

Zhao Yiming said from the side: "I believe it was not Xia Fang's fault. If it were any of us, we wouldn't have to show off our special skills if we wanted to kill in a hidden way.

If I use my own special skills, it would be equivalent to telling others that I did it. I think there is nothing to hide, so I just admit it openly. "

Liu Guiye said with a smile on his face: "Master Zhao's words sound very reasonable. Who knows if the other party will do the opposite, so that he can get rid of his own suspicion."

Monk Fayan was reciting the mantra of rebirth. Then he opened his eyes and said, "There is no need for you to argue about this issue. Even if he did it, what can you do?

Do you think that with your own skills, you can steadily defeat him? Don't forget that behind him is Master Zhang. Do you think you don't care about Master Zhang? "

Everyone immediately fell silent. In this world, the law of the jungle is always the law of the jungle. Since your abilities are not as good as others, it is better to stay quietly.

Zhao Yiming's face looked very gloomy. He turned around and walked outside. He quickly came to the tailor shop and walked in.

Zhang Yuxin came up to me with a smile and said, "Sir, you are really impatient. The cloak is still a little short of time. I think you can pick it up tomorrow."

Zhao Yiming chuckled and said, "I'm here to tell you, wash your hands properly when you do it. I don't want my cloak to be covered with the smell of blood."

Zhang Xueqin walked out with a gloomy face and said, "If you don't want to do it, I won't refund the deposit. Our hands are very clean, so we don't need you to remind us."

Zhao Yiming curled his lips and said, "You should know very well what you have done. Many times, it's not that you just pretend to be fine on the surface, but it really is fine."

The eyes of the two women were all blank. This was not pretending, but two people who really didn't understand what he was talking about? Why do my hands smell like blood, and what did I do?

Zhao Yiming saw all this in his eyes, and the doubts in his heart became heavier. Could it be that he was really wrong? They were not the ones who killed those people last night.

He shook his head secretly, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tiny black mark on the wooden ruler. He was sure that it was the mark of dried blood.

It seemed that his guess was not wrong, they were the ones who took action, but the confusion in their eyes could not be faked. There must be something in it that he had not figured out.

He did not go to the blacksmith shop because he believed that what he saw must also be innocent looks. They seemed to have no idea what they were doing at night.

He returned to the inn with doubts, and saw all the people gathered there. Everyone had a look of horror on their faces, and they didn't know what happened?