Chapter 557 See this Lord God again.

In the afternoon of late spring, there was a faint heat.

When Hua Lang and his party came to Giethoorn Village next to Butterfly Spring, it was already evening, and in the evening, the sun was setting, and the warm afterglow was sprinkled on everyone, which felt very comfortable.

It's just that when they saw the villagers of Giethoorn, this comfortable feeling was suddenly swept away, because the entire street of Giethoorn was empty, only the sun was shining.

After Duan Suxing saw this situation, he immediately understood that there must have been an accident here, otherwise at this time, there would not be no one here.

Regardless of anything else, they hurriedly went to the house of the village chief Li Yu, knocked on the door a few times and no one answered, Yin Wuyi had to kick the door open, after the door opened, they rushed into the courtyard and found that there was a person standing at the door of the living room, that person did not dare to step out of the door, standing inside trembling, he seemed to want to greet Duan Suxing and them, but after waving his arm, he put it down again.

Hualang and they got closer, only to find that the person was the village chief Li Yu, at this time Li Yu's face was pale, as if he had encountered a ghost, Duan Suxing saw him, and immediately asked angrily: "What happened here?" ”

was yelled at by Duan Suxing like this, and Li Yu was already very scared, so he suddenly sat on the ground, his whole body seemed to be soft, and he couldn't stand up, he supported the ground with both hands, and stammered: "Ben...... The main ...... God, again...... Again! ”

The main god appeared again, Hua Lang frowned, stretched out his hand to pull Li Yu up and drag him to the chair to sit down, and then asked, "The local god has appeared again?" When? ”

Maybe Li Yu's body had a relationship to rely on, so his face gradually became bloody at this time, but he still thought about it for a long time before he dared to answer.

"Last night, the villagers went back to the house early to sleep, but in the middle of the night, we suddenly heard the sound of sheep crowing, our sheep and horn village because the main god is sheep, so the villagers are not raising sheep, there are no sheep in our village, how can there be sheep crying, we hide in the house and dare not go out, the sheep cry lasted for half a pillar of incense before slowly dispersing, today at dawn, we don't dare to go out, so terrifying!"

After Li Yu finished speaking, he grabbed the teacup with a trembling hand, but when he grabbed the teacup and sent it to his mouth, it spilled out because of the trembling hand, he hurriedly put the teacup down, and then sat on the chair and didn't dare to say a word.

After listening to Li Yu's words, Duan Suxing frowned, he couldn't hear any clues, he set his eyes on Hua Lang, Hua Lang pondered for a moment, and then rushed out of Li Yu's house.

After Hanarang came to the street, he kept looking for it on the street, and after walking from one end of the street to the other end, he shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be! ”

Everyone had already felt strange about Hua Lang's behavior, and now that they heard Hua Lang speak, they hurriedly asked, "What shouldn't be?" ”

Hua Lang pointed to a whole street: "Li Yu said that the people here heard the sound of sheep crowing, but there is no trace of sheep walking on the whole street, which means that the sheep cry is likely to be pretended by the murderer to scare people." ”

Everyone nodded again and again, there is indeed such a possibility, but who is the murderer, and what good is it for him to pretend to be a sheep and scare people?

At this time, it was getting late, and they just wanted to go to someone to ask about the situation last night, which was not very suitable, and the villagers here had not come out for a day, so they must have been frightened, maybe they would be bold tomorrow, and they would come out, thinking like this, they would temporarily go back to Prince Duan Suxing's villa to rest.

Miss Huiqiong's injuries were almost healed, and when they returned to the other garden, Miss Huiqiong was sitting in the house reading a book, which was a collection of words, called "Yangchun Collection".

Prince Duan Suxing saw Hui Qiong watching "Yangchun Collection" and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that you still like Feng Yansi's words, it's really surprising." ”

When Hui Qiong saw that the prince was back, she suddenly smiled on her face, and said: "It's just to pass the boring time, if His Royal Highness the prince doesn't come back, I'm afraid that the collection of words here will be read by me." ”

Prince Duan Suxing smiled and said, "Huiqiong, are your injuries better?" ”

Miss Huiqiong nodded: "It's better, at least I can sit and read." ”

Hui Qiong led the topic to reading the book, and the crown prince Duan Suxing suddenly picked up the collection of words that Hui Qiong had just put down, and said, "Let me see what words you read." Duan Suxing said, and couldn't help but chant the words that Hui Qiong had just read:

Who is idle for a long time? Every time spring comes, the melancholy is still there. I often get sick and drink before I spend every day, and I don't want to be thin in the mirror.

The willows on the riverside green embankment, in order to ask new sorrows, what is there every year? The independent small bridge is full of sleeves, and the Hirabayashi Crescent people are behind.

After the crown prince Duan Suxing finished groaning, his brows suddenly tightened, and he said, "I left for the past two days and made you suffer!" ”

Hui Qiong was surprised and said, "No, no, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say this?" ”

The crown prince Duan Suxing smiled slightly, and said: "Isn't Feng Yansi's poem written by the magpie stepping on the branch that can't be dismissed, Huiqiong, if you weren't bored, how could you read such a poem." ”

Miss Huiqiong saw that her heart was seen through by the crown prince Duan Suxing, and her cheeks suddenly turned slightly red, but she didn't want Duan Suxing to blame herself too much for this matter, so she hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness the prince said that, I just flipped to this book of words casually, in fact, I just felt unfair for Feng Yansi, and later generations said that Feng Yansi's character was not good, but if he can write such words, shouldn't he be admired by everyone?" ”

Suddenly hearing Miss Huiqiong say such words, Prince Duan Suxing suddenly a warm current hit his heart, he knew very well that although Hui Qiong was talking about Feng Yansi, the implication was that he was talking about himself, that Feng Yansi was the prime minister of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but his ability to govern the country was mediocre, only because of his brilliant writing and good words, so he was appreciated by the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

After listening to Miss Huiqiong's words, Duan Suxing, who had always disliked Feng Yansi very much, suddenly had a feeling of sympathy, and when this feeling was very strong, Duan Suxing suddenly hugged Hui Qiong, Hui Qiong smiled, and suddenly sighed again, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you hurt me!" ”

Miss Huiqiong's ooth made Duan Suxing suddenly realize that she was still an injured person, he shouldn't be so rude, Duan Suxing apologized again and again, and then talked about poetry with Miss Huiqiong in the house, and talking about poetry at this time, he felt that the hearts of the two of them were closer.