nucmednet Chapter 446 It’s too late to say anything
Chapter 446 It’s too late to say anything
Just as Chen Changan expected, although Chu Xinghe was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to receive Chen Changan.
Chen Changan followed Lao Ma and others and acted separately. He and Chu Xinghe patrolled around the tent, making a lot of noise, while Lao Ma and Yue Shan investigated secretly.
A busy night until dawn.
Chu Xinghe was too lazy to accompany Chen Changan in his madness, so he went back to his room and went to sleep.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Lao Ma also found Chen Changan.
"Master, we have discovered the whereabouts of the Matouqin. After investigation, it seems that their caravan... has indeed lost half of its members, but we still don't know the specific situation."
Having said that, Lao Ma was already certain that it was the horse-head fiddle that launched a surprise attack on the old general.
Chen Changan nodded and followed Lao Ma to the outside of the house.
This residential house is surrounded by a circle of mottled walls. The once white color of the walls has long since turned gray due to the erosion of wind and rain. Some of the walls have even collapsed, and the broken walls are covered with dry vines.
Waist-high weeds grew wildly, swaying in the wind like a group of ferocious ghosts.
A bonfire was lit in the middle of the courtyard, and a group of merchants were sleeping.
Yue Shan clasped his fists towards Chen Changan and said softly, "Master Chen, we checked their carriages and found that at least half of them were missing. The number of people has also become quite sparse. The one in the middle looks like the RV you developed. The people inside should be Matouqin. What should we do?"
Yue Shan looked at Chen Changan inquiringly. Without orders, he dared not act rashly.
"What else can we do? A sneak attack on the old general is an unforgivable crime."
Chen Changan yawned and said, "Immediately take people to search, find the horse-head fiddle, capture it, and interrogate it severely."
Yue Shan glanced at Lao Ma, obviously not knowing what he was thinking about.
But since Chen Changan has given the order, then arrest these businessmen. They will not be polite.
Yue Shan was like a raging wave, leading a group of aggressive Da Chu soldiers, rushing into the house like wolves and tigers!
His eyes were wide open, his gaze was fierce, and his expression seemed to tear apart everything in front of him.
"Don't move. The officers and soldiers of Da Chu are trying to catch spies. Anyone who violates this will be killed without mercy!"
Yue Shan roared at the top of his lungs, his voice resounding throughout the entire house like a huge bell.
There was unquestionable majesty in the roar, and the air around it seemed to tremble slightly.
The soldiers of Da Chu all had solemn expressions on their faces, and their footsteps made heavy sounds as they stepped on the ground. The Xixia people who were originally in the houses were stunned when they heard the sudden shouts.
Their faces were full of astonishment, their eyes were wide open, and they were at a loss for a moment!
"Miyaozuli, Mo Zang E Pang Ni Ze Luo!"
Many Xixia merchants began to scream, speaking a language that Chen Changan could not understand.
Chen Changan looked at Lao Ma suspiciously, and Lao Ma said awkwardly: "Master, what they said is that you are so extraordinary and you are truly a god.
His eyebrows are like ink paintings, slanting into his temples, just like a touch of dark blue on the distant mountains in spring, revealing endless heroism and unrestrainedness; his eyes are like bright stars, deep and bright, and when his eyes move, it seems as if there are stars twinkling, and he can see through everything in the world.
Your high nose bridge, as steep as a mountain, adds a touch of nobility and severity to your face.
Her lips are like cherry blossoms, the color of cinnabar, and when she opens them slightly, the fragrance of orchid seems to exude, gentle and charming. She is extremely intelligent and can speak eloquently, revealing her wisdom and talent in her conversation.
You are like the brightest star in the night sky, hanging high in the sky, shining brightly..."
Chen Changan was stunned and looked at Lao Ma stupidly.
Lao Ma, even though I don't understand Xixia language, I can at least distinguish it. They only speak a few syllables, how can so many words be translated into it?
Are you sure you're not kidding me?
Yue Shan came back from inside and said speechlessly: "Old Ma, what a mess the translation is. They said they are merchants from Xixia. Why did we arrest them? It's very simple."
The old horse's face was not red and he was not out of breath: "Is that so? Oh, I've been reading too much recently, sorry."
Chen Changan rolled his eyes. He read a lot of books, and looked at pornographic pictures?
Yue Shan ignored Lao Ma and reported, "Master Chen, I have investigated and there is no trace of the horse-head fiddle here. According to them, they are just a caravan and came to Da Chu just to do business."
"There's no trace of the horse-head fiddle?" Chen Changan obviously didn't believe it.
"Yes." Yue Shan pointed back at the carriage and said through gritted teeth, "Matouqin is smarter than we thought. She deliberately left her carriage behind to focus all our attention here, and then played a trick on us. At least from what we can see now, we... have been fooled."
Yue Shan gritted his teeth, but ** An remained silent.
Chen Changan remained silent. His slender fingers gently rested on the door handle of the carriage. With a little force, the door slowly opened.
The space inside the car is not large, but it is arranged very cleverly.
The soft brocade cushions are spread evenly on the seats, with bright colors and delicate touch. They are embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the blooming flowers are lifelike, as if swaying gently in the breeze.
There are several elegant paintings hanging on the walls of the car, with mountains and rivers interdependent and the artistic conception far-reaching, adding a bit of poetry and elegance to this small space.
In the corner, there is a small incense burner. Wisps of smoke are rising from the burner. The elegant fragrance fills the entire carriage, making people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it.
And on the car door, a ghost face pattern is particularly eye-catching.
The ghost face was outlined with thick ink, the wide-open eyes were exaggerated and humorous, and the wide-open mouth seemed to be emitting a smug laugh.
Although the lines are simple, they seem to be mocking **An.
"Master Chen, is this a horse-head fiddle?"
Ma's eyes swept over inadvertently, and suddenly, a horse-head fiddle came into his sight.
The horse-head fiddle was placed quietly in the corner, and the wooden texture of the instrument was faintly visible in the dim light, as if silently telling its past.
The head of the guitar is carved with a horse's head, with eyes wide open and mane flying, as if it is about to neigh to the sky and gallop away in the next moment.
"This horse-head fiddle, tsk tsk, is not easy to deal with."
** An realized that he could not catch the horse-head fiddle, so he turned around and asked, "Who are you? Where is this woman?"
"Tell me what you have said, and I will spare your life. If you don't die, you will go to hell."
Yue Shan translated the words verbatim to the Xixia people, and the Xixia leader panicked: "General, when two countries go to war, it is your emperor's personal order not to harm innocent people!"
"We don't know the woman you call Matouqin, we just met her on the road!"
"She gave me a lot of money and let us buy a lot of things in our own name. But we rarely heard her say a word all day long. She only played the piano for us in the evening!"
"Today is the last day of our cooperation. She said she would leave the RV to me and then she left!"
"I swear I know nothing!"
I asked a few more people, and they found only slight differences in the details, but the general direction was pretty much the same as what the leader said.
Chen Changan gritted his teeth.
Old Ma is right. If I saw the horse-head fiddle for the first time on the road, I would be tempted by its beauty...
Well, maybe that wouldn't happen.
Now...
It's too late to say anything!