265 Master, I did my best

As soon as Yang Hua woke up from his dream, he immediately arranged for twenty guards to escort the four members of the Criminal Department back to Beijing overnight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info From Bu Operator's eager words, it can be seen that the situation in Yunzhou is obviously not good.

He remembered that two days before leaving, the divination operator wrote to explain his various matters. Although she couldn't speak, she gave him a sense of confidence. Now that something must have happened, she changed her mind and let the four soap subordinates of the criminal department go back first.

The more Yang Hua thought about it, the more uneasy he became, so he wrote a letter. His father had repeatedly instructed him to inform him whenever something happened. Those four soap subordinates are so important, they must ensure that they return to Beijing safely, and it would be great if their father could answer them in advance.

Twenty-four people set out from Jingzhou, day and night, and when they were so hungry that they were almost dizzy, they actually arrived in Tongcheng again.

The prefect of Tongcheng has changed, and there is a new scene in the market, from the sparsely populated street in front of it to the endless flow of people. There are still some people queuing up in front of the government to receive rice, grain, cloth and silk.

The group decided to rest for the night in the inn. Twenty-four people asked for four rooms, and every five guards protected one of the penal department.

Even with such caution, the night did not survive uneventfully.

Most of the people living in the inn are pedestrians, and they go to bed early all day after a tired day. Upstairs and downstairs had long been dark, and occasionally a few unknown bird calls rang out.

As soon as the hour passed, more than twenty killers sneaked into the inn and touched the four rooms on the second floor. A man in black flicked his eyes, and immediately divided into four ways, each breaking into the door.

The killers are familiar with the road. Several continuous flashes of white light flashed, and the alert guard touched the steel knife in his hand, but his arm was cut off by a knife.

"Ahh The killer covered his mouth and twisted his neck, and the room was silent. The others who were awakened were stabbed into the flesh with sharp blades before they realized what was happening.

There was a clear grinding sound, and the splattered blood was illuminated by the cold light of the sword. The eyes of the dead widened, as if they were amazed at how quickly death came.

The short scream was only made as some kind of bird and beast, and it did not alarm a bystander on the second floor.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the people in the four rooms were killed on the spot before they could even resist.

Luo Yuan, Qian San, Lin Qiang, Sun Tang and the twenty people who escorted them all died overnight.

When Fu Yanwu rushed to the first room, there was such a miserable scene in the house. Some of them crooked their necks, some stuck out their tongues, and some of them were still bleeding from their bodies, and they were all dead in all their forms, but they were all full of horror and helplessness.

Fu Yanwu immediately made a decision and touched the snorts of the six people in the room respectively. She was disappointed by the results, and all six of them were gone. If her body is here, give one of them a drop of blood, and all six of them can be saved. However, she only has a spirit at the moment.

It must have been the same in the other rooms. Twenty-four people, none of them lived, and those people never wanted to find out the truth of the matter reported by the palace.

No, you can't accept your fate. There is another way, albeit dangerous, that can be tried. You can only gamble on it.

She silently recited the eight characters of her birthday that should be harmless, flashed into the dream of her senior brother, and dropped a sentence. "Near Tongcheng Inn. Save me. ā€

Without waiting for Yan Huan to ask carefully, Fu Yanwu suddenly left. Then the spirit took a deep breath and flew into the nearest body.

After a while, "Sun Tang" woke up slowly, and his arm was so painful that he died. He walked out of the inn with a sharp pain that pierced his heart and bones, and looked around through the layers of ink-stained night. Suddenly, a smell of water wafted from under his nose, and Sun Tang staggered forward following the stench, and finally collapsed in a secluded alley.

Yanwu deliberately chose here. He was badly wounded and needed medical attention, and no one could find him alive. And the elder brother can only enter the city during the day, so choose a secluded and uninhabited place. This narrow alley is usually only accessible to people who collect water, so it is relatively safe.

"Sun Tang" passed out in the alley, and he slept for a few hours.

But Yan Huan has never slept since she was woken up by her headless brainless last night. He hurried by night, walked nearly ten miles, and waited outside the city gate for another hour.

In summer, it dawns early, and as soon as he enters the city, he inquires about the direction of the Tongcheng Inn. I walked around the inn and didn't find Fu Yanwu.

After thinking about it for a while, he picked up a branch and wrote the word "smoke", and explained it carefully in his heart. Righteousness is dispersed when the wind blows, and it is turbid.

Yan Huan sniffed hard twice and walked south, and then turned into the dirty alley. Seeing the injured strong man lying on the ground, his face suddenly turned into a splashed ink painting.

It's really nonsense, and she has repeatedly told her not to squander her spiritual energy, but now it has intensified and directly attached herself to the living.

What should I say about her? Yan Huan thought about it for a long time and didn't scold, he was speechless about this bold junior sister.

He pouted and shook his head, walked around the strong man on the ground, and decided not to carry him. This man will stain his white garments. Besides, he had slept all night in this filthy alley, and the turbidity was too heavy.

So, when "Sun Tang" woke up, he found himself lying in the carriage. The wound had been bandaged, but the carriage seemed to be walking on a mountain road, which was very bumpy.

Sun Tang had a soft cushion under his arm, but it was still painful.

He couldn't help but complain: "Senior brother, why don't you take the official road?" If you put a mustache on me, no one will recognize me. If I continue to do this, my life will be gone. ā€

Yan Huan didn't look at the complaining face of "Sun Tang" at all, and pretended to lift the curtain to look out the window. "It's almost there."

When he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Yan Huan got out of the car alone, and only came back after about half an hour and stuffed a herbal medicine box into the car. Then he said to the man on the wheel: "Coachman, take the official road to Luojing." ā€

"Well, it's all up to you." The coachman gently flipped his whip and tugged at the reins to turn the carriage.

"Sun Tang" understood that the senior brother was picking herbs for her. Also, this body was snatched back from the death line, and it will definitely need to be treated for a while. His soul was so weak that he only had a breath left, and if he didn't take care of his body, he wouldn't be able to keep it when he came back.

Probably because of living in other people's bodies, Fu Yanwu has a much more lively temperament. Always said something to stimulate Yan Huan along the way, which made Yan Huan feel helpless.

After a while, he looked at the top of the carriage and sighed, "Master, I tried my best, if you still can't complete the task, don't blame me." ā€

After a while, he stared at him intently, "When will you go home, Xin'er's eyes are about to cry blind." ā€

If he ignores her, she will call her Master; Take care of her, she doesn't spare Xin'er.

In the end, he blocked the mouth of "Sun Tang" with a sentence.

"I'll let Qin Che pick you up." (To be continued.) )