Chapter 32 Beg to Go
In the torture room of the criminal department, the heavy doors and windows blocked the sound of rain, and the room was lit with torches and candles, and the torture instruments placed around it were all blue and white, reflecting the whole room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Corpses were brought in and placed on the table with the smell of rain, their faces covered, and although there were ice cubes frozen on the way, they still rotted and smelled in the summer.
Duan Shan didn't feel the slightest feeling, and began to inspect these corpses, his clothes were removed, and he didn't let go of any wound from head to toe.
"So many injuries. "Duan Shan Road.
"What is there to see about these injuries?" said the black-armored guard on the side, "The five beetle soldiers, the roosters, the dog thieves, the despicable and shameless secret arrows hurt people, and we are proud to die in a hundred battles." ā
Duan Shan said: "They all died at the hands of the Five Worm Army?"
The black-armored guard said, "Yes." ā
Duan Shan shook his head and said, "The means are not powerful enough. ā
What does this mean? Do you mean that the Five Worm Army is not very powerful, so what are they who die in the hands of the Five Worm Army? The black armor guard looked annoyed, and before he could speak, Duan Shan suddenly stood in front of a corpse, and excitement appeared on his pale face.
"That's it. He said, reaching out and pressing the neck of the corpse, the wound was already rotting, Duan Shan's hand pressed it without hesitation, probing around the wound, and the stench of the torn wound was instantly strong.
Duan Shan leaned over as if he was obsessed, squinting at this wound, without smelling the smell, this scene alone was disgusting... What are you doing?, the black-armored guard on the side frowned.
ā.. There is only one wound ..... a perfect incision...."
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"Did you kill five at once this time?"
Watching Duan Shan shuttling through the remaining corpses and talking to himself, the black armor guard probably understood, stepped forward to look at the five corpses, and said, "These five people were indeed killed together, and they were ambushed by the Five Worm Army. ā
Duan Shan stood up straight, looked at him, and said, "Five people are still fatal with one move..." ā
The black armor guard Mu Ran said: "It's not impossible, after all, he is Du." ā
It turned out to be him, of course Duan Shan also knew this person, and said solemnly: "Where is he?"
The black armor guard said: "Xiling Slope outside Chang'an City." ā
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On a rainy night, Song Yuan's study was lit up, and Song Yuan, who was pacing back and forth in a homely robe, stopped, his face slightly distorted, and said, "Where are you going?"
Duan Shan said: "The murderer who killed Zong Zhou has been found, it is the Du of the Five Worm Army, and it is indeed hidden near Chang'an City." ā
Song Yuan frowned and said: "I said earlier that they did it..... don't pay attention to the trivial things that don't matter, what kind of murderer do you want, the black armor guard will look for him." While rubbing his arms and hissing, "This damn remnant of Huangsha Dao." ā
It was cloudy and rainy, and his arm hurt and he couldn't sleep.
"Also, if you want to catch it, you don't need to go to Chang'an City. Song Yuan said again, "He should go to Huangsha Road." ā
Duan Shan said: "Is it for the jade seal?"
Song Yuandao: "He has been looking for the jade seal for so many years, where we can think of it, he can naturally think of it, and he will naturally guess the opportunities we can think of." ā
Duan Shan said: "Then I will also go to Huangsha Road to see this adult who was known as having Qin and Qin in the Great Zhou Army back then, but he was not public but was comparable to Qin Tan's public energy." ā
Song Yuan said: "Go, more people, lay a net, this time let him plug his wings and it will be difficult to escape." ā
Duan Shan left, the night rain became a little lighter, Song Yuan couldn't sleep and continued to pace, and footsteps sounded outside the door again, and there were few people who could approach here without warning.
Song Yuan turned his head in some surprise and saw Song Ying who had put away the umbrella and walked in.
"Baby, why haven't you slept so late?" Song Yuan asked hurriedly, a little uneasy, "What's the matter?"
Song Ying shook her head and smiled: "No, Huzi has already slept, I used a few more brushstrokes to paint and slept late." ā
Song Yuan said: "Don't boil your mind." ā
Song Ying said: "I know, don't worry, Dad." ā
Song Yuan nodded with a smile and said, "Baby, you are the most measured, I'm not worried." ā
Song Ying smiled, frowned and looked at Song Yuan's arm: "Is there nothing you can do about this injury?" ā
Song Yuan let go of his hand and shook his arm, and said, "It's okay, the time is still short, the doctor said that it is getting better and better slowly." He didn't want to talk about it, so he said, "What's the matter with the baby so late?"
Song Ying said: "Dad, I want to take the gentleman's test." ā
Song Yuan was stunned and uneasy, and said, "Baby, this is too dangerous." "I'm going to leave the capital, so far.
Song Ying said: "Dad, I don't really want to end up in the competition, I just want to participate in a painting skill." Looking out the window, the sound of rain hitting the plantains, "I have been writing and painting alone, I don't know the world outside, this time it is rare to compare the six arts of the gentleman, the world is full of talents, I want to go and see." ā
Song Yuan looked at the girl under the lamp, the veil covered her face but couldn't stop the loneliness...... Because of a face of thirteen or fourteen years old, I had to hide at home, and I only saw a few people every day, and it has been eight or nine years since I saw such days..... eight or nine years, and said: "But it will be very dangerous, that's Huangsha Road, you ....."
It is the daughter of Song Yuan..... the people of Huangsha Dao, who are the successors of the moths to the fire, and the Song Yuan who is usually assassinated.
Song Ying said: "Because it's very dangerous, everyone thinks that I won't go, but it's safer." He stepped forward and shook Song Yuan's arm, and called out to Daddy pleadingly, his voice full of admiration, "What's more, Daddy is omnipotent." ā
Song Yuan laughed and said, "Okay, then go, Daddy can do anything." ā
There was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the door and stopping, and then a female voice sounded: "Miss, the young master is awake." ā
Song Ying sighed and said, "Are you crying again?" While walking out quickly, Song Yuan hurriedly followed, because the door was not closed in a hurry, and the wind mixed with the rain rushed in, stirring a few pieces of paper on the table and then falling again, and the words Chang'an City, Xiling Slope and so on could be seen under the lamp, which was the record sent by Duan Shan.
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Chang'an City West Ridge Slope and then to the west, across several provinces of the city, a long river like a jade belt will divide the world into two sides, across the river to look at the other side of the grassland stretches seems to be boundless, and mixed with a piece of golden desert, emerald green and gold and yellow, like jewels dot the earth, in this vast area there appears a city, the surrounding barren city is extremely prosperous, come and go cattle and horses and camels constantly.
In this city, there are several palaces carved from high and low white jade, holy and lofty standing overlooking the whole world, this is where the Xiliang Royal Court is, as the eagle of the grassland and the desert, the Xiliang Royal Court has been inherited for hundreds of years, guarding this land, but also threatening the opposite Great Zhou, a hundred years of war and peace, no one can completely conquer whom.
At this time, in the palace of Xiliang Wang, a young man wearing a white brocade robe is walking quickly, the graceful and beautiful palace maids on both sides have given salutes, the young man does not squint through the white jade palace door, three steps and two steps up the steps into a palace, the palace inside and outside seems to be made of white jade, deep hanging pearl and jade long curtains, seven or eight palace maids decorated with jewels sit on the ground and laugh, see the young man come in, kneel on the spot and say loudly: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ā
The young man sat down among the palace maids, relying on people as cushions, soft and fragrant, he raised his hand, took out a roll, and said: "There is a good poem from the capital, let me read it to you." ā