Chapter 1065: Burial

Yu Chengmu's face wrinkled up when he saw the name, which looked like dead bark. After seeing the mark, Yu Chengmu's body shook unconsciously.

"What's the matter, old gentleman?" Chen Hao asked after paying attention, "Do you recognize this name?"

Yu Chengmu took a deep breath, his expression returned to normal, and he said calmly: "I don't know him."

Jiang Cheng also noticed Yu Chengmu's abnormality. The latter obviously saw some clues, but he refused to say it. There was no way to force him to say it under such circumstances.

The clues here were almost collected. If they stayed any longer, they might still wonder what might happen. Yu Chengmu helped Zhou Qing close his eyes, and then the group left.

Not far after going out, I saw two villagers standing at the intersection. When the villagers saw them, they immediately ran over and said, "Masters, the village chief arranged for us to stay here while we take you to dinner."

Speaking of eating, the fat man's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Everyone followed the two villagers, turning left and right, and finally came to a courtyard. There was a wooden table right at the door.

There were several dishes on the wooden table, most of which were vegetarian. They were divided into bowls according to the head. There was also a large pot of mixed-noodle steamed buns in the middle of the table. It seemed that this was the staple food.

Judging from the way the two villagers stared at the food on the table and kept swallowing their saliva, this meal should be of the highest quality in the village.

"Everyone... Masters, eat first, we will go back first."

The villagers were about to walk back when suddenly, a "rustling" sound came. A moment later, a man appeared on the wall, covered in tatters, like a beggar.

The beggar sat on the wall, his eyes shining, staring at the food on the table.

When the two villagers saw this, they immediately walked over and shouted to the beggar on the wall: "Go, go, is this the place you should be? Come quickly, don't disturb the masters eating."

He shouted several times, but to no avail. The beggar was not afraid of people at all, and did not even pay attention to the two villagers below. On the contrary, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Everyone has five grains, each one has five grains!"

He was a man, about 30 years old from the sound of his voice.

Worried about ruining the errand assigned by the village chief, one of the villagers said helplessly: "Well, you... you come with me, I will take you to eat delicious food, and don't disturb the chefs here, okay? ?”

When he heard that there was delicious food, the man riding on the wall jumped down with a smile on his face, trotted to the villagers, and stretched out his hand eagerly.

Originally, Jiang Cheng and the others thought that this was just a delaying tactic by two villagers. They waited for the man to come down, then caught him and dragged him away, or even beat him to make him remember it. But what was surprising was that the villagers really took him out of their arms. Take out a steamed bun. 【】

A steamed bun that was exactly the same as the one in the basin in front of them was given to the man. The man picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth, and then left with the villagers who said they would take him to eat delicious food.

"Five grains for each person, five grains for each person..."

The beggar man's shouting like a broken gong came from outside again.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing the masters' dinner." One of the remaining villagers accompanied him with a smile.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Cheng took a bite of the steamed bun and asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Yes...he is from out of town. It is said that he came to escape famine. He was crazy when he came. The village chief saw that he was pitiful and took him in the village." The villager answered.

"What can he do if he has problems here?" The villager pointed, obviously saying that the beggar was not very smart.

"That's it." Jiang Cheng clapped his hands, shook off the crumbs of the steamed buns, stared at the villagers and asked, "Then I don't quite understand. A beggar who fled from other places can't help with anything, so he shouldn't be beaten. It’s good to have leftovers to eat. Why do you want to give him the hidden buns? Why should he?”

"Hiding..." The villagers were obviously panicked.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and patted the villager's slightly bulging chest. The hand felt soft but hard at the same time. He smiled and said, "Yours is also hidden here. Don't tell me, you and the brother just now have a tacit understanding."

The fat man also smiled in a very cooperative manner and said: "I wonder what the village chief will do to you if he knows that you are secretly hiding food to honor us."

"Don't." The villager's face twitched, "Masters, I... I was just greedy for a moment. You must not tell the village chief." As he said that, he quickly took out the steamed bun hidden in his chest and put it back on the table.

Chen Hao stood up slowly, picked up the steamed buns returned by the villagers on the table, and then grabbed two more from the basin, making a total of three. He walked over and stuffed them into the villagers' arms, "It doesn't matter if we miss one steamed bun. These... you Take it and eat it, it’s not enough.”

"But there is one thing. I hope you answer truthfully. Who was that beggar just now?" Chen Hao's voice changed.

The people who can sit here now are not ordinary players. They have vicious eyes. Judging from the action of the beggar climbing down the wall just now, this person is very skilled and has kung fu. He is definitely not an ordinary refugee fleeing from famine.

"He..." The villager secretly glanced outside the door and found no one, so he said quickly in a small voice: "It is said that he is the apprentice of the watchman. He came to our village with the watchman many years ago. As for whether it’s true or not, I don’t know.”

Everyone was shocked when they heard that it was related to the watchman, "Is this what happened when he came?"

"No." The villager shook his head, "I was fine when I came here, but I went crazy later. As for the reason, I don't know. After all, there is a watchman here, so we can't offend him. Besides, this man is very powerful with his fists and kicks. , we...we can't beat him."

The night watchman's apprentice went crazy after arriving at the village. Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and thought of the words the beggar shouted just now, so he asked: "Does he often shout that sentence, that sentence..."

"Five grains per person." The villager nodded and finished for Jiang Cheng, "Yes, he often shouts this sentence. We didn't understand it at first. Later, someone analyzed that this person also carries Taoism. As long as we treat him well, the next time the court distributes relief grain, we can get 5 loads of grain per person in our village."

The villagers also curled their lips, obviously thinking that this explanation was too far-fetched.

He asked some other questions, and the villagers shook their heads. It seems that they really don't know. Everyone didn't make it difficult for him. They promised to keep it a secret and let him go. The villagers thanked him profusely.

As soon as the villagers went out, the village chief came down with 7 or 8 people.

Sure enough, there was nothing good. They were assigning tasks for tonight.

"Masters, I have to ask you for help again." The village chief swallowed his saliva carefully and smiled: "Please go to the west of the village tonight. There is a charity cemetery there. There are several bodies that need to be buried."

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