Ji Xiamo lazily leaned on the round table in front of the window, boredomically throwing three glass dice. The young man was wearing only a plain thin shirt, three thousand green silks were scattered behind him unrestrained, his posture was leisurely and elegant, his black eyes were smart, and his skin was still pale after illness. I don't know if I thought of something, the young man's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was angry but not angry, with a faint sense of sadness.

In the courtyard, Merlin swished in the wind, sprinkling a broken sunlight on the boy, quiet and beautiful. Jin Wuji hid in the plum forest, quietly looking at the beautiful young man in front of the wooden window, his eyebrows dyed with shallow tenderness.

Three glass dice were thrown on the table, making a crisp sound of clanging bells, Ji Xiamo lay on the table, his slender fingers as beautiful jade were fiddling for a while, and he looked a little absent-minded.

Whenever Ji Xiamo closed his eyes, Pan Zilong's angry and resentful eyes kept flashing in his mind, and his heart was irritable.

Aoki walked in from outside the door, and when he saw Ji Xiamo's listless appearance, he quietly relaxed his movements, and leaned over and whispered for instructions. "Childe, Little Master Qin is here."

Ji Xia Mo was upset, where did he still have the heart to toss with Qin Yan, and when he heard the request, he lifted his eyes without raising his head. "Nope!"

"Ji Xia Mo! My son has come to see you! Qin Yan carried a broken sword and entered the plum garden with a high spirit, the corners of his upside-down eyebrows were a little untamed, and he looked like a young man who didn't know what it was like.

Ji Xiamo rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, threw the dice on the table casually, and turned around and entered the room.

Qin Yan quickly jumped into the room, walked to the table and sat down with a big grin, and raised his chin at Aoki. "Look at what? Pour the tea! Ben Gongzi's throat was about to smoke all the way through. ”

Aoki glanced at Ji Xia Mo, and saw that Ji Xia Mo did not react, so he retreated in response.

"I'm talking about Ji Xiamo." Qin Yan leaned on the table with his chin propped up, looking at Ji Xiamo unhappily. "My son is worried about your injury, so you come all the way over, you don't have to put on such a sad face if you don't welcome it, right? Bad luck! ”

Ji Xiamo glanced at Qin Yan, grabbed an apple on the table and smashed it. "Qin Xiaoyan, do you really think this is your own home? Eat and drink, stinky and shameless! ”

Qin Yan reached out to catch the oncoming apple and took a bite with a grin. "That's right, what is the relationship between the two of us? Although it is not from a mother's womb, we have that brother's life, and we are destined to be blessed and enjoy hardships in this life! ”

"Blessings can be shared, and hardships can be forgotten."

didn't care about Ji Xia Mo's casual response, Qin Yan blew the hot tea in the cup, and said with a smile, "I gave my father a clue about what happened in the past few days yesterday, and now that the case has been solved, my father asked me to ask, when will you go to the General's Mansion for a gathering?" ”

Ji Xiamo's subordinates paused, were silent for a moment, got up and walked to the window to look at the garden and Meilin was silent.

Qin Yan put down the cup in his hand and frowned. "Ji Xiamo, although my General's Mansion is not as good as your Prime Minister's Mansion, I am not so wronged by you, right? Are you so unwelcome? ”

"Qin Xiaoyan, murderer, is it really Pan Zilong?" Ji Xiamo whispered in a low voice, with some hesitation on his face.

"Hey! I thought what was the matter! Qin Yan got up and walked to Ji Xiamo's side, and patted Ji Xiamo's uninjured shoulder heartlessly. What's there to worry about here? Naturally, didn't Pan Zilong admit it himself? ”

"He admitted to killing Pan Zikai, but he flatly denied Master Pan's death." Ji Xia Mo turned around and stared at Qin Yan with burning eyes. "Moreover, with Pan Zikai's martial arts, it is much easier to kill Lord Pan than to kill Pan Zikai, but the fatal wound on Lord Pan's body, compared with Pan Zikai's wound, it is obviously the technique of two people."

Looking at Ji Xiamo's frowning brows, Qin Yan shrugged his shoulders. "Speaking of which, you just think Pan Zilong is not guilty."

Ji Xia Mo shook his head, "It's not that I'm innocent, but I suspect that in addition to Pan Zilong, there is also a murderer." ”

"Even if you suspect it, it's useless, Pan Zilong and his scholar have been sentenced to Ling Chi, and they will be executed tomorrow."

"What!!" Ji Xia Mo turned around suddenly, as if he had been hit head-on, and his face was stunned.

"Wasn't this what I came to tell you about this morning?" Qin Yan spread his hands a little innocently.

Ji Xiamo looked at Qin Yan in a daze, opened his mouth, couldn't speak for a long time, and was stunned. For a moment, his heart seemed to be bolted to a big stone, which weighed him down.

Seeing that Ji Xiamo's situation was a little wrong, Qin Yan didn't dare to laugh anymore, and stretched out a hand to carefully poke Ji Xiamo's body. "Ji Xiamo? You okay? ”

"Brother Jin!!" Coming back to his senses, Ji Xiamo pushed Qin Yan away and walked quickly towards the inner room.

The dark wind flashed, and Jin Wuji quietly fell in front of Ji Xiamo, Ji Xiamo hurriedly missed Jin Wuji and walked behind the screen, "Brother Jin, help me change my clothes and go to the criminal department!" ”

The cold eyes stopped Qin Yan's steps to keep up, Jin Wuji turned his palm, closed the door with internal force, turned around and followed Ji Xiamo into the back of the screen.

Changed into a plain dress, Qingsi tied it casually behind him, Ji Xiamo gave Aoki a few words, and then didn't stop too much and got into Qin Yan's carriage and rushed towards the Criminal Department.

"Ji Xiamo, do you really plan to overturn the case for Pan Zilong?" Qin Yan held his forehead, if he couldn't see what Ji Xia Mo wanted to do at this time, then he was not stupid, but stupid.

"The murderer, Pan Zilong is not the only one!" If Ji Xiamo was still hesitant and undecided about this just now, then now he has made up his mind to affirm.

"Ji Xiamo, you solved this case, and the person was also sent in, you now say that the murderer is not Pan Zilong, you are not ......"

"I didn't say that the murderer was not Pan Zilong." Ji Xia Mo raised his eyebrows to meet Qin Yan's tangled face. "But the murderer is not only Pan Zilong, but also one person."

Qin Yan sighed softly and muttered in a low voice, "That's not the same." ”

The three of them rushed to the prison of the Criminal Department and were stopped by the guards outside, and they were not in the mood to talk nonsense with them, Ji Xiamo directly put the three-sided token in front of the guards, and his tone was slightly impatient.

"The General's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Five Princes' Mansion, whichever one can be used, you can take that, hurry up and give the master and me out of the way!"

"......" guards

Smoothly into the prison, narrow passages, dim sight, and a disgusting smell of dampness and decay in the air.

Inside the wooden bar, unkempt and bloody prisoners were imprisoned. Curled up in a dark corner, when he saw someone approaching, he shrank in horror, and made a strange 'woo' sound in his mouth, with a deep fear and despair.

As we went deeper, most of the prisoners in the prison were lying silently on the filthy dry grass, their clothes were ragged, their flesh and blood were blurred, and their bones were white, most of them were already rotting, and even maggots were wriggling. At first glance, it looks like a dead person.

Passing by the execution area, the rows of torture instruments flashed with an eerie cold light in the darkness, covered with a dry dark red, shocking and terrifying.

The smell of rancidity, the smell of feces and urine, the smell of blood, mixed together, almost suffocating.

Jin Wuji protected Ji Xiamo's thin body with one hand, looking at the rats, insects, snakes and ants that sprang out from time to time, his face remained unchanged, and an internal force passed, leaving behind a fragmented corpse and a blood flower, and the guards who led the way were terrified, trembling and not daring to raise their heads.

Ji Xia Mo looked at the cells on both sides silently, his face gradually became cold, and his eyebrows also fell heavily.

"Wronged...... I...... I wronged ......"

The angry whisper lingered in Ji Xiamo's ears like a magic spell, looking at the miserable and tragic prisoners, Ji Xiamo couldn't help but lean into Jin Wuji's arms, closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Sensing Ji Xiamo's slightly trembling body, Jin Wuji hugged Ji Xiamo's hand tightly and said in a low voice. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ji Xiamo stiffened the corners of his mouth, a little bitter and a little sarcastic. "Brother Jin, how many people do you say are tortured into tricks?"

Hearing Ji Xiamo's words, the guard who led the way turned around and smiled. "Where Ji Gongzi said, the people imprisoned here are all people who have committed the most heinous crimes, and they are innocent of death. The signature is written in black and white, but there is a bottom. ”

Jin Wuji raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, mixed with bloody aura, and the momentum of life and death all year round was pressed, and suddenly the guard's body sank, and he almost knelt down.

"Brother Jin." Ji Xiamo held Jin Wuji's hand and shook his head silently.

Jin Wuji faintly retracted his momentum, and the guards barely supported their bodies, hunched over with a white face and did not dare to speak again.

Ji Xiamo took a deep look at the cells on both sides, and secretly kept these in his heart, and only waited for this matter to be after making plans.

Ji Xiamo followed the guards to a cell in the middle, and at a glance he saw the little pheasant leaning against the wall in prison clothes, and Pan Zilong, who was bloodstained and breathing weakly in his arms.

Ji Xiamo's face sank, "You have tortured him!" ”

"How dare you!" Sensing Ji Xiamo's inadequacy, the guards trembled and bent over again. "Besides, these two people will be punished tomorrow, and they can't do it, right?"

"Less nonsense." Qin Yan covered his nose and shouted with a blue face. "Open the door!"

The guard's face was embarrassed, "This ...... A few masters, I'm afraid it's ......"

A bag of silver was thrown into the guard's arms, and Ji Xia Mo turned to Jin Wuji. Jin Wuji understood, and held the thick iron chain on the baby's wrist with one hand, and with a 'click' sound, the chain broke. Jin Wuji tore open the chain, opened the cell door, and Ji Xiamo walked in expressionlessly.

The guard held the money bag in a daze, staring dumbfounded at the broken chains on the ground, and his legs trembled suddenly.

Qin Yan followed, and when he missed the guards, he snorted coldly. "If you can't even keep the money in your hand, the next one to break is your head."

Awakened by the noise outside the prison door, the little pheasant raised his head and saw Ji Xiamo walking towards him, his eyes immediately widened, and he kept shrinking back in his arms holding Pan Zilong, who was unconscious in his arms. "You, what do you want to do?"

"Shut up!" Ji Xia Mo let out a low snort, Shen walked to Pan Zilong's side and squatted down, checked it roughly, and looked back at Jin Wuji. "The wound has cracked open and is infected, and now I have a fever."

Jin Wuji glanced at Pan Zilong indifferently and was silent.

Qin Yan sneered, and stepped on an arrogant cockroach with a disgusted face. "You don't care if he is dead or alive, don't forget Ji Xiamo, he wanted to kill you at the beginning."

"Save him!" The little pheasant suddenly grabbed Ji Xiamo's hand, and her delicate face was full of despair and sadness. "Please, save him! It was really helpless for him to hurt you at the beginning, if you complain about him, I am willing to apologize for his death for him. But I beg you, please save him! ”

"Save him?" Qin Yan pouted. "Killing his father and killing his brother, slaughtering thirty-seven lives in Manchuria, I'm afraid that even if the gods come, they won't be able to save him."

"Qin Xiaoyan, shut up!" Ji Xia Mo frowned and drank lowly.

Qin Yan snorted coldly, don't look at Ji Xia Mo and don't want to deal with him.

Ji Xia Mo stared at the little pheasant's pale and painful face, and a trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes. "Do you like him very much?"

The little pheasant smiled bitterly, slid down and held Ji Xiamo's hand, stroking Pan Zilong's handsome facial features, his eyes were full of deep attachment and dependence. "I have nothing, he is all I have."

"Broken Sleeve!" Qin Yan crossed his arms and turned around, sneering disdainfully, and his arrogant appearance covered the unease that flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the gentle eyes of the little pheasant, Ji Xiamo was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke. "Tell me everything that happened that day."

The little pheasant raised his head and looked at Ji Xiamo with a solemn face on his face.

"The time of your execution is tomorrow noon, and I will be able to overturn the case for you for less than a day, and the outcome is up to fate."

"You, will you trust us?"

"I only trust my instincts."

Next, the little pheasant told Ji Xia Mo what happened that day in detail, but it was not much different from what Ji Xia Mo knew, and there were no clues that could be used. Looking at the little pheasant's expectant gaze, Ji Xiamo felt that his tense nerves were about to break.

A hand was placed on Ji Xiamo's shoulder, Jin Wuji helped Ji Xiamo up, and spoke softly. "It's time to go, it's almost time."

Ji Xia Mo glanced at the restless guards outside the cell, raised his head and motioned to Jin Wuji, who took out a porcelain bottle and placed it beside the pheasant.

"This is the gold sore medicine I used for my injury, you give it to him."

"Thank you." The little pheasant hugged Pan Zilong in his arms, picked up the gold sore medicine and looked at Ji Xiamo gratefully,

"What is this?" Ji Xiamo paused when he turned around, and bent down to take out a blood-stained silk embroidered with orchids from Pan Zilong's chest.

The little pheasant looked at the silk in Ji Xiamo's hand, and pulled out a pale smile, "This is given to me by my mother, and the orchids on it are also embroidered by him." ”

Ji Xia Mo frowned and looked at the handkerchief in his hand, and something seemed to flash in his mind.

"Ji Xiamo, let's go!" Qin Yan stood outside the cell door and opened his mouth impatiently to urge.

"I took this silk with me, and I will do my best." Ji Xiamo said that, then turned around and left the prison.

After getting out of the prison, it was already a little late outside, Ji Xiamo didn't dare to stay longer, and hurried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the carriage.

Pan Zikai's blow to the neck was fatal.

The strange wound on Lord Pan's head.

Thirty-seven lives were lost in one night.

Bizarre fires......

Who is the murderer!!