A faint ray of moonlight came out from behind the clouds and shone on his companion's face, his eyes were wide open, his lips were still slightly moving, he didn't know what he was saying, his face was pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and the heavy smell of blood was scattered in the wind, stimulating the senses.

"Ahh Hell......" I don't know who screamed, and the other three people broke out in a cold sweat one after another, and their legs and stomachs turned to the front, running forward desperately, and disappearing into the night with a scream.

Two black shadows jumped down from the tree, looked at the corpse on the ground coldly, and the knife fell from the waist to split in two, and then one of them signaled, and the other opened the box, the two children inside were already frightened, their faces were as pale as paper, the eyes of the man in black flashed, he reached out and gently hugged the two children, and then disappeared into the woods without looking back.

The remaining one threw the two bodies into the box, then closed the lid of the box, "Boom! The fire flickered, illuminating his eyes, and the cold light flickered, and a ball of fire was thrown and fell on the box, and it burned brightly.

"Open the door!" A terrible cry pierced the night sky, and the salty taste of the sea breeze poured into people's mouths, and their throats were a little choking.

A window on the gatehouse was pushed open, and a horn lamp floated out, and there was a face hidden behind the lamp, looking at the people below, and said in a cold voice: "What are you howling? Don't you know that the owner of Song Zhuang doesn't see guests at night? ”

"Excuse me! As soon as you pass it on, you will say that there is something big! The people below raised their faces, their faces full of anxiety and horror, "Human life is a matter of heaven!" ”

The next sentence of his voice trembled slightly, mixed with the wind field and sent to the ears of the person above, who looked at it carefully, "Wen Yuanwai?" ”

"It's me!" The warmer at the bottom waved his hands upward, raised his head vigorously and said, "Go and pass the word!" Something big is wrong! Xi Junshi is dead! ”

His last sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his voice was broken, and the man's heart jumped, and he hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Wait! I'm going to pass it on! ”

After that, the lights flashed, and the figure disappeared.

Wen Yuanwai leaned against the door, panting heavily, his heart was about to jump out of the cavity, he held the wall of the carriage with one hand, his palms were full of sticky sweat, and the cold sweat on his back was a fine and dense layer, blown by the wind, a bone-oozing coolness made him shiver.

He gritted his teeth and cheered himself up, he knew that the real test was yet to come.

Vaguely heard through the heavy door panel, there was a footstep coming, not much time, the footsteps stopped behind the door, "squeak", the black paint door was opened, two horn lamps floated out first, and then left and right, and a sturdy man walked out in the middle.

He was dressed in a dark brown silk coat, his chest was slightly exposed, his muscles were vaguely strong, he had a belt around his waist, and black boots on his feet.

His hair was tied up, slightly curled, scattered like horsehair on the back of his head, a pair of thick eyebrows were like two flying big knives domineering on his face, the eyes under the eyebrows flashed, the eyeballs turned, shooting out a cold and hard cold, the nose was a little red, and the lips were thick and slightly purple, which were tightly pressed together at the moment.

There was also a deep and hideous scar on his forehead, like a thick centipede lying there, which made people feel a tightness in their hearts at a glance.

"Outside the Wen? What the hell is going on? Song Haizhi looked at Wen Yuanwai, and a pair of eyes were scraping back and forth like a boning knife.

Wen Yuanwai took a breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "Sect Master Song, the big thing is not good, Leader Yan came back with a few people to kill, Leader Lu and I and Xi Junshi originally wanted to go to the seaside dock, but the result was ...... encountered their ambush, and Xi Junshi unfortunately died. ”

"Huh?" Song Haizhi squinted his eyes slightly, "Since you're going to the dock, what are you doing here?" ”

Wen Yuan looked panicked outside, "Because there are too many people on the other side, and Leader Lu only brought a few people, as well as me and Xi Junshi, who don't know martial arts, so Leader Lu asked me to come to Sect Master Song for temporary refuge, he will deal with it first, and he will be there later." ”

"It's so late, what is Leader Lu taking you to the dock for?" Song Haizhi still refused to let him in and continued to interrogate.

"To be honest, it's the great gift that Leader Lu gave to the sect master, so ...... I want to take advantage of the night to ......" Wen Yuanwai didn't say anything later, but it gave Song Haizhi enough room for imagination.

Sure enough, the vigilance on his face relaxed, and with a wave of his hand, one of the people with a horn lamp walked to the carriage and looked at the carriage with the lamp, where was the body of Xi Junshi, who had already removed the package.

The man looked at the rest of the carriage again, then looked at the bottom of the carriage, and then walked up to Song Haizhi and said, "Master, there is nothing else except a corpse." ”

"Well, in that case," Song Haizhi nodded and said to Wen Yuanwai, "Just ask Wen Yuanwai to come in." ”

"Thank you, Sect Master," the horror on Wen Yuanwai's face receded a little, and he pulled the reins of the horse inside.

"Outside of Wen, why are you driving the carriage yourself? What about the coachman? Song Haizhi stopped and turned around and asked, his eyes were very bright and cold in the dark, like a cold-blooded and ferocious animal staring at you, and he might come over and bite at any time.

Wen Yuanwai's face showed sadness, and he sighed and said, "Coachman...... He died, and I didn't have time to collect his body. ”

Song Haizhi didn't ask anything more, turned around and walked in, this garden is not big, and there are not many people, they are all old subordinates brought by Song Haizhi, very loyal, as soon as they entered the garden, someone pulled the carriage over.

Song Haizhi also followed, and dragged out the body of Xi Junshi from the carriage with the light, he looked carefully, and a person next to him tried Xi Junshi's neck with his hand, and then looked at the wound and said: "It is true that he has just died, and the corpse still has residual warmth. ”

Song Haizhi nodded, put the body back again, and said lightly: "I didn't expect that Xi Junshi would suffer such a catastrophe, it's really sad." ”

He said sad in his mouth, but there was no sad look on his face, but he took out a sweat towel and wiped his hands, and said to his side: "Go and take the warmers out to the guest room, and wait for their leader to arrive and then tell me." ”

"Sect Master!" When Wen Yuanwai heard this, he stepped forward and said, "In the next ...... There is something else I have to tell you, which the leader has given to me. ”

"Oh?" Song Haizhi looked at him, thought for a while and said, "Okay, please come with me to the study." ”

Song Haizhi's study is not very large, and there are not many books, there are only two bookshelves, and the books on them are also posed, and he is really not a person who loves to read, but there are a few bookcases next to the bookshelves, all of which are locked, and some important things are inside.

Leaving the people on the left and right, Song Haizhi sat down on the chair, took another sip of tea from the teacup, and then asked, "If you have anything to say, say it." ”

Wen Yuanwai stood in the study, the other party did not let him sit down, he was not easy to sit down, anyway, he didn't have the heart to sit now, he took out a letter from his arms, the envelope of the letter was pale yellow, and the bulging was a little thick, he walked up to Song Haizhi and said: "Sect Master, this is our leader who asked me to hand it over to you." ”

"Huh?" Song Haizhi didn't take it, he was still holding the teacup in his hand, his eyes scanned the envelope, the dim light hit his face, the clear scar became more and more hideous, and Wen Yuanwai felt another layer of sweat on his back.

"It's a little bit of our leader's heart." Wen Yuanwai's voice was low, as if there was bewitchment in the night, and the greater temptation came from the contents of the envelope.

Since it's the mind, it's naturally a thing like property, what is it...... Song Haizhi's heart was a little itchy, he finally slowly put down the teacup, and his fingers gently pinched the yellowish envelope.

Wen Yuanwai's heart was slightly relieved, and he took a step back with his head down, and stood aside with his head down.

Song Haizhi gently opened the envelope, he did not have the habit of opening the envelope with saliva, he had always been cautious, it was a matter of his own life, and he couldn't make a mistake.

He slowly pulled out a stack of papers, but found that it was not a silver ticket, he frowned slightly, glanced at Wen Yuanwai, the other party also had a confused expression, obviously not very clear about what was inside.

He slowly looked at them one by one, his heartbeat increased slightly, his breathing became slightly short, and the fire of joy slowly ignited in his eyes full of coldness.

There are house title deeds and manor ownership deeds, and more importantly, these house estates are not in the eastern Xinjiang, but in the capital.

What does this mean? No one knows it better than Song Haizhi in his heart.

His second brother is in the capital, and I heard that he was also married, and he married the emperor's favorite princess as the son of the world, but what about himself? Not only did he not get the position of the eldest son, but he didn't even have the opportunity to be married by the emperor!

He has been sent to Eastern Xinjiang for nearly ten years, and it is indeed rich here, but ...... So what? Can it be compared to the capital? After all, the emperor is far away, so far away that he doesn't even have some opportunities, God knows that he still has to hide here, hiding in the name of a Han person, eating the things of those Han people who are not used to eating at all!

What is this? And why?!

And now these things in hand, once they become their own industry, then, they can slowly manage their own forces in the capital, this is what I have been thinking about, but I am annoyed that I can't go to the capital with my own body, and now, the ready-made ones are here.

With these things, I only need to send some henchmen over there, and then slowly cultivate my own forces and arrange some manpower, so that I can know the movements of the second child in the capital faster!

Song Haizhi held these things and looked at them carefully, looking at them carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.