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Fuchen turned sideways and saw Mingyue standing next to him, and called, "Young Master Mingyue, are you okay?" ”

Mingyue stammered: "No, it's okay." You're hurt, but I can't help you. ”

Fuchen didn't care: "Young Master Mingyue, you don't know martial arts, and you don't know medical skills, protecting yourself is the biggest help." If something happens to you, our young lady will be even more uncomfortable. ”

The bright moon is like an empowerment, yes, the dust is very reasonable. If he is injured, the junior sister will be even more tired.

He no longer drilled the tip of the horns, and looked at You Xin'er with a smile: "Xin'er, you can also go and rest." ”

"Thank you Brother Mingyue for your concern, Xin'er still has to go to see her grandmother."

"Then I'll go see the old lady too."

You Xin'er glanced at Yanwu as if asking for help, "I'll wait for my sister to come along." ”

Fu Yanwu immediately asked Qin Che to be carried into the bedroom. Fu Zhu was fine, but he also needed to recuperate, so he was carried to the bed where Mingyue slept.

Yang Yin, the secretary of Dali Temple, was still waiting at the door. "Third Miss, the fire has been extinguished, but the murderer who attacked the Hou Mansion still needs to be traced. I don't know if you can provide some clues. ”

Fuchen said: "Miss asked the slave to convey it, thank you very much for your help tonight." All the officials were tired from working in the middle of the night, so they would go back to rest. There are some pieces of silver here, please give them a share. ”

Yang Yin didn't answer. Since that Dengwen drum, the pattern and system in Dali Temple have changed a lot, not only the division of labor in each region is clear, but the government officials do not dare to collect money anymore. Especially, he, the chief officer, is here tonight, and it is even more inconvenient to accept it.

The one who came to the Anping Marquis Mansion to help tonight was a team of night patrols from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses.

"Don't worry about it, this money is not much, it's just a little reward. The young lady said that the soldiers on night were harder than during the day, and that since they had worked hard for the peace of Luojing, it was only fitting that they should be rewarded. ”

Since it's a tip, it's fine. Yang Yin handed the silver to the temple next to him, and then said goodbye: "The old man is disrespectful." The third lady will rest early, and the old man will come back tomorrow. ”

Whisk Dust said, "My lord, I'll see you in the court tomorrow." ”

"Okay, the old man has taken his leave." Yang Yin left with someone, and his heart went up and down, it seemed that the third lady knew who the murderer was. As soon as he goes to court tomorrow, the matter will be revealed.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it was another bloody storm.

After Yang Yin left, Fu Yanwu asked each courtyard to count the number of people, except for a maid who died in Songhetang and a mother-in-law who was seriously injured, the other courtyards were fine.

After tossing in the middle of the night, the sky was about to dawn, and everyone went back to the courtyard to rest.

Fu Yanwu was fighting in the middle of the Liuli Courtyard, picking up a few pieces of rags that fell from the clothes of the dead soldiers, trying to fall asleep.

I pressed my hand on the rags for a long time, but I couldn't change one piece for another, but I couldn't see the hiding place of the dead soldiers.

Fu Yanwu said in his heart: Could it be that they are hiding in a forbidden place. It is strange that the dead soldiers of the Guogong Mansion returned without returning to the Guogong Mansion to resume their lives.

Zhou Hong took the rest of the dead soldiers, and indeed did not return to the Gongfu, but followed the foolish aunt to Mangdang Mountain in the north of Luojing.

The silly girl spoke very little, and came and went with three words: follow me.

To Zhou Hong's surprise, although the silly aunt was a woman, her feet were unexpectedly fast, and she didn't show any tiredness when she got up at night.

They kept going through the woods and the cols, cutting through the thorns and thorns along the way. There was no light in the woods, and the cries of owls could be heard, and occasionally one or two weasels jumped through the grass. The hiding place is a dungeon, and the outside is overgrown with evergreen shrubs and vines, and I don't know how the silly girl knows how to discern the direction.

After the foolish girl brought the people in, she went up again. The rest of these dead soldiers live in this cold and unusual place. A fire was lit.

The dead soldiers are specially trained, and their minds are a hundred times tougher than ordinary people, and it is not strange that even the harsh environment is. More than a dozen people did not say a word, and continued to maintain the quiet atmosphere of this underground palace.

"Ding Dong", it seems that you can hear the sound of dew dripping on the rock wall, or a mountain spring. The night is quieter.

Zhou Hong was a little worried, so many people died, but he couldn't get Yingluo back, and he didn't know what would happen when he returned to the Guogong Mansion.

The old man will definitely not bypass them.

However, none of them wanted to escape. Because, you can't escape. No matter how far they fled, the bone-piercing pain still forced them to go back and accept punishment. It's like a fate that can't be resisted.

"Tuk-tuk-" The voice got closer and closer.

A dead man drew his sword: "What is this sound, it doesn't sound right." ”

More dead men drew their swords and prepared to fight. But soon, they inserted the sword back into its scabbard. "Tuk Tuk" came a small bird that pecked the ground with its thin beak.

The birds drew closer and closer to them, and the crowd let down their usual vigilance.

"Hey, this bird doesn't have eyes."

The bird jumped on his feet, then on his legs, then on his arms, and pecked along his arms, which tickled him.

Finally, the bird stood on his shoulder and continued to peck.

"Ahh

Someone drew his sword again, and at the same time as the cold light flashed, a pillar of blood spurted out.

Everyone looked at it, and there was a hole in the neck of the dead man, and the blood turned from the initial spurt to gurgling outward, like a spring.

Everyone could not hide their horror, and the sword in their hands trembled. The bird turned out to be biting.

A man began to swing his sword indiscriminately, the sword was fast, and the bird was faster.

It threw away its previous leisurely posture and pierced straight into the man's carotid artery, as if it knew that it was the lifeline of the person, and every agitation there was the most beautiful rhythm of life.

The dead soldiers, with all their might, could not cut down the bird, but more and more people fell.

Each of those who died had their eyes open, as if they could not believe that they had died on the beak of a bird.

Zhou Hong was left alone, and an indescribable fear covered his heart, and from his heart to all the meridians in his body.

He couldn't even lift his sword, and could only watch as his blood was drained by a bird.

The dungeon smells of blood.

The birds departed, and the dungeon returned to its original silence.

Fu Yanwu was frightened to wake up again, and looked outside the flower window, the sky was already dark.

She knew very well that the dead were dead at the moment, dead by a manpecker.

The manpecker bled all the dead soldiers, much like the babies who were bled by the bamboo tubes. The same happened in the dungeon, are these two dungeons in the dream the same place?

Fu Yanwu got dressed and got up, ready to fight in the court. (To be continued.) )