Chapter 162

I do not know when, the cry outside, but the voice of a man talking, he did not pay attention to, and because he was too sleepy, finally gradually sleep in the past.

When he woke up the next morning, ready to carry the burden home, he heard people around him talking as soon as he left the room.

"Well, it's a terrible death. I don't know who did it."

"Don't you know? It's said that some people have been killed at night, their stomachs have been cut out and their internal organs have been taken out. It's the same as the death of this one. However, the guards in the city haven't caught the murderer all the time. But it's said that every time someone dies, someone hears a woman crying. "

"Ah? Really? I heard a woman cry last night, but I was so sleepy that I didn't pay attention to it

"I didn't hear that. I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. Even if someone knocked on the door, I didn't know. My mother-in-law still scolded me all the time, saying that once I fell asleep, I was just like a dead pig." Another man scratched his head and said in a simple way.

"The city guard has been investigating, but the man was too scared to die. It was said that when an old man found his body in the alley this morning, the whole person was scared out."

Listening to the words around, the middle-aged peddler wiped the sweat exuding from his forehead, and his heart thumped. He only felt a moment of fear.

"Well, what's wrong with you, gourd seller? Not feeling well? " Next to a man saw the middle-aged peddler look pale and frightened, then patted his shoulder asked.

"I, I heard a woman cry last night, just like crying in front of my house. I almost opened the door." He said, trembling.

"Then you are very lucky. Do you know which room the dead man lived in?" Asked the man, looking down at him.

"Which room?" Middle aged peddler lenglengleng asked.

"The one next door to you." The man said in a low voice.

The middle-aged peddler heard a sound, leg a soft, the whole person fell to sit on the ground.

"Well, what are you doing? Get up quickly." When the man saw him, he quickly went to pull him up and helped him to sit aside.

"Scared? Don't worry about it! It's OK. " The man patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.

At the same time, an old man with several city guards came in and came to the middle-aged peddler and said, "my lords, that's him. He lives next to the dead. Their rooms are the innermost. Maybe he will know something about them."

Several city guards came forward and looked at the middle-aged peddler and asked, "did you hear anything last night?"

"I, I heard the cry of women last night, and then, and then there was the voice of men talking, and then, and then, I didn't know." He said in a trembling voice, still unable to recover from his fear.

"You didn't want to see a woman crying in the middle of the night? Then I heard the voice of men talking. Did you hear what they said? " Asked a city guard.

"I didn't hear you clearly. I only knew that the cry was gone and I fell asleep." He shook his head, pale.

"The woman's cry is outside your room. Why don't you want to see it? Or are you with the girl? " A city guard said, staring at him and shouting.

The middle-aged peddler was startled, and quickly stood up and waved his hands: "no, no, I'm a gourd seller. The peddlers in the city and the city all know me."