Chapter 7:

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The anticipation of the person is profound and mysterious, and the brush is difficult to describe. Just now, Tang Fan still felt uncomfortable. As a result, he immediately verified his hunch. The danger was imminent, and from the strength of his neck, the other party was to kill himself !
He opened his eyes wide and saw a white figure in front of him. Although he was very close, he could not see what the other party looked like, because that face was still wearing a white mask.
With the pain in the neck, the ears were crying and complaining, and the sound of murmurs was intermittent, as if someone was calling the soul, but it was vague, and only vaguely could hear the "unjust soul" and "the fox". Kind of words.
Tang Fan read the sage book since his childhood, and said far away to the ghosts and gods. This situation and this scene can only let him have four words in his mind: pretend, god, get, and ghost!
Regardless of whether the other party was a real ghost or a fake ghost, he was prepared and immensely powerful, but Tang Fan was suddenly attacked, caught off guard, and soon got stuck and could not breathe.
In just a few short breaths, struggling to no avail, but the tendency to roll his eyes and coma.
At this moment, the sound of the sword came out of the air!
The pressure on Tang Fan's neck lightened, and he leaned against the wall with one hand and touched the wound that had just been strangled with one hand, and couldn't help coughing violently.
The white shadow fluttered suddenly over there, but he directly fought with a black shadow.
Someone grabbed Tang Fan's arm and pulled him up.
"Master Tang's mouth is very good, why is his skill so unbearable?"
Tang Fan raised his eyes and looked closely, yo, still an acquaintance!
It was not the General Banner of Fusi, Jinyiweibei Town, who met in Huichun Hall two days ago, Suizhou.
Suizhou's tone is like his people. Leng Bingbing has no feelings, but Tang Fan can still hear a trace of sarcasm from this icy remark, and cannot help laughing.
The reason why Suizhou did not deal with him was not entirely due to the Wu'an Houfu incident.
Jin Yiwei didn't look very happy with Shuntian House. This history has to be traced back to Jin Yiwei's functions.
In short, grudges have a long history, and it ’s a long talk, not to mention, Tang Tang coughed several times now, and did n’t have time to argue with him, and asked in a hoarse voice:
Who is he and why did he attack me? Appear here? "
Suizhou said coldly: "It's just the aftermath of the" Demon Fox Case ", just pretend to be a ghost."
Between the words, the man in white had been captured by a Jin Yiwei under Suizhou, and the white mask on his face was also copied, revealing an ordinary, panic-looking face below.
With the lantern lighting, Tang Fan noticed a shallow lotus on the white mask.
"Bai Lianjiao?" He was stunned for a moment, and combined with what Suizhou said just now, he quickly responded, "Could it be that the" Fox Fox Case "two years ago was related to Bailian Jiao?"
Suizhou: "Master Tang has also seen the emblem of the White Lotus Sect?"
Tang Fan: "Yes, I passed by Qinzhou when I was a teenager. I happened to meet a white lotus in the mansion there. The emblem on his body was similar to that on this mask. But why did the white lotus attack me?"
Suizhou did not speak, but the Jinyiwei who carried the lantern next to him said: "Since the" Yu Fox Case ", the remaining evil of Li Dao and Li Zilong have been messing around. In the footsteps of last month, there was an example that fell out of the list last month after being drunk and walked the night. He was almost killed by this group of people. Perhaps Tang was not wearing an official uniform. Do n’t come out so late. "
Tang Fan smiled at him: "Thank you for telling ... cough cough cough!"
Although he was held in the throat for a short period of time, but because the other party exerted too much force, his throat is now hurting fiercely, and it is difficult to speak.
Suizhou saw that he was fine and greeted his men to take the Bailian believer and turned to leave.
Tang Fang ignored his sore throat and quickly stopped him: "Sui Zongqi stays!"
Suizhou coldly reviewed: "Master Tang does not go to the wounds, what else?"
Tang Fan: "The murder case in Wu'an Hou Mansion is a double benefit. Please also ask Sui General Banner to reconsider!"
Suizhou was unmoved: "Where is the benefit?"
Tang Fan coughed: "Beijing Fusi has Zheng Cheng's body, and I know what happened to the pills that Zheng Cheng took before his death!"
Suizhou finally turned around.
Tang Fan said dumbly: "The medicine in the pill is indeed different from the formula of Fuyang Chun. I have found an expert to restore the medicine in the pill. There is a lot of trouble here. If Sui Zongqi intends to cooperate , I would like to tell the truth. "
Suizhou stared at him for a moment and finally said: "I will find you tomorrow."
Seeing that cooperation is promising, Tang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow I will relax, you come to my house, the first one in Liuye Hutong in Dingfu Street, Chengbei."
Suizhou nodded slightly, turned around, and left. It was really a pity of words, and he didn't want to say a lot of nonsense.
Looking at the backs of several people hiding in the dark, Tang Fan shook his head, touched his throat, and smiled bitterly: "I don't know if I can talk tomorrow?"
As if to prove his worries, the next day, Tang Fan's throat hurt more than yesterday. Taking a picture in front of the bronze mirror, it seemed that he could still see the blue and purple pinch marks on his neck, and the pain was very painful when pressed.
Because of the appointment with Suizhou, Tang Fan did not go out to buy medicine, but just cooked some millet porridge by himself, and ate it with pickles from his hometown sister, which was crisp and refreshing.
After Tang Fan became an official in Beijing, he rented this single-family yard on Dingfu Street. The house was originally owned by the Li family next door. The Li family ancestors bought the big house in Liuye alley for the eunuch. Later, it was said that one of the courtyards was once hanged by a concubine of the Li family. The host thought that it was unlucky, so he divided the yard into a small house and rented it separately because it was a "murder house" and not spacious. , The price was fairly cheap, so he was rented by Tang Fan.
It is said that it is not easy to live in Beijing. Dingfu Street is in a good location. Most of the people live in the palace. The house is of course more expensive. If there is such a cause, Tang Fan is afraid that he cannot afford it.
However, he has lived here for more than two years, and he has not encountered any weird things. It is nothing more than a lack of light in the daytime. It seems a bit eerie, and it has become a "haunted house" by rumor, and the result is cheaper.
The next generation of the Li family's male owners do business in the field, but their families have not followed. The family is still old. After two years, they have a good relationship with Tang Fan, and they have exchanges with each other.
Tang Fan had just eaten half right now, and someone knocked outside.
He thought it was Suizhou and got up to open the door, but there was a little girl standing outside.
"Axia?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the hoarse and unpleasant voice shook the little girl. The other party saw the blue and purple pinch marks on his neck, and exclaimed, "Master Tang, what's wrong with you?" ! Could it be that something unclean last night ...? "
Xiaomao's imagination was really rich, and she immediately thought of the haunted house. Tang Fan shook her head, gestured, and asked her what was wrong.
Axia was frightened and raised the basket timidly in her hands: "The mother-in-law asked me to send you some fruit, which was grown by us and just picked."
Tang Fan nodded and smiled, whispering in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for your mistress on behalf of me ..."
He could not help frowning because of his speech, and the Axia girl felt affectionately for the handsome Tang man next door. He felt very distressed when he saw it. He said: "If you have trouble speaking, you do n’t have to say After all, it ’s better to stay alive, Master Tang, if this house is not comfortable, I ’d better go back to report to the mistress and let you withdraw the rent, so that I wo n’t be frightened by Zhenri, it ’s like this.
The more Axia looked, the more scary the finger print on her neck felt.
Tang Fan: "You misunderstood, my injury has nothing to do with here, I met the gangster last night ..."
Axia covered her mouth: "What kind of criminals are so cruel, even the court officials dare to start!"
Tang Fan shook his head, not wanting to say more to her: "In short, you don't have to talk more after you go back, lest your mistress misunderstand them, panic, nothing, cough, big things."
Axia finally had some glances. When he saw that he had difficulty speaking, there was no further harassment. After asking Tang Fan if he wanted to send dinner to come over and get a negative answer, he reluctantly said goodbye.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a man standing behind her.
Axia was startled and almost called out.
Jin Yiwei's outfit was known to everyone, especially when the coming person stared at her coldly. A little girl in Axia almost scared her legs and left her head quickly without a word.
Tang Fan smiled slightly and made a please gesture.
Suizhou stepped inside.
"If Master Tang really has any clues, let's just say that if it is valuable, cooperation matters can naturally be considered." Suizhou sat down on the stone bench in the yard, and did not greet him. He opened the door directly.
Tang Fan took the basket of fresh fruits left by Axia and put them aside. The pears inside were full of Huang Chengcheng pears. If they were simmered with rock sugar in a slow stew to clear the heat and moisturize the throat, it would suit his current situation.
"I don't know what happened to the three men at Liu Chunhui's Huichuntang. After they were taken to Beizhen Fusi, what did they explain?" Tang Fan's voice was dull, and he spoke slowly, and his speech became very slow.
Suizhou did not conceal: "After interrogation, they found that they really had nothing to do with this matter, and now they have been released."
Tang Fan drew a piece of paper from his arms and placed it on the stone table: "Fuyang Chun, taken before Zheng Cheng's death, I searched for ancient books these days and finally found the source of that formula."
Suizhou picked up the paper and saw two rows of medicinal herbs listed above. There were many repetitions. He didn't know what to do and looked up at Tang Fan.
Tang Fan explained: "The line above is the formula of Fuyang Chun, and it is exactly the same as that explained by Zheng Cheng Xiao. The line below is that I am looking for someone to parse out the medicinal materials in the pills one by one. Lord, look, what's the difference? "
Suizhou remembered that Tang Fan had said before that, although there was no prescription, many of the world's clever doctors were able to trace the origin and restore the medicinal materials one by one based on the signs of the pill itself. Look, I found that there is a bit more medicine below than above.
"Chaihu?"