- Fang Wu suddenly took out his sword just now, and his killing intent was revealed, as fast as lightning, but after one move, at this moment, he looked at the thick killing intent in Gao Qian's eyes, and he slowed down again. Listening to the words that Gao Qian's intention to kill was already very clear, Fang Wu suddenly smiled, this smile had no emotion, but it successfully slowed down Gao Qian's action of holding the dagger.

"Gao Qian, you are the general of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the killer of the Prime Minister. You have a lot of bloodshed on your hands, and if the prime minister wants to abandon you, he needs almost no excuses. Fang Wu said calmly, "Even if you are not afraid of the Prime Minister's blame, you must kill Cen Chi, but don't you want to know why he killed you today?" Perhaps knowing his motives for killing you will make you less punished when you return to the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your advice." Gao Qian's face also showed a hint of a smile, not only was there no emotional temperature, this smile also touched a few blood-stained wrinkles on his face, revealing a slightly hideous look, "Mr. Fang is really a good person. ”

Fang Wuyan didn't hear this, a look of hesitation quickly flashed on his face, he didn't speak again, but his eyes gradually condensed.

"However, Mr. Fang is obviously more afraid of death than Mr. Cen." Gao Qian's hand holding the dagger, the cyan meridians on the back of his hand gradually protruded, revealing the strength of his grip on the murder weapon, as well as his determination at the moment before he started, "Gao Mou abolished you first, so naturally you can get whatever you want." ”

When Gao Qian only said the word "waste" in the second half of the sentence, his front foot had already taken a step...... When he finished saying the last word of the sentence, the dagger in his hand had already stabbed three feet in front of Fang Wu's neck!

Fang Wuzhu stood in place, as if he was shocked by the momentum of Gao Qian's swift stab. However, when the high dive got closer and closer to him, only a foot away, he finally moved.

He held the hand of the Hidden Blade and slashed it at a speed of high submersible contempt.

Meanwhile. The sleeves of his coat that hung down to one side suddenly bulged and waved!

Gao Qian remembered that the lump of flour just now was the trick of this man, so he just half-squinted, left a slit in his eyelids, stared at the vital point of the Taoist's neck, and stabbed the dagger in his hand without condensation.

"Bang ......"

"Ding!"

A muffled sound, a crisp sound. At the same time, it came.

A cloud of white powder swelled and exploded between Fang Wu and High Potential. In the mist, Fang Wu's Hidden Blade and the high-diving dagger flew out together, obviously colliding violently just now.

High Diving's Ricco Gold Dagger after being shot and bounced off. It was nailed directly to a wall in the opposite direction, and Fang Wu's Hidden Blade was cut in two by the dagger, and it bounced out of the powder mist and fell to the ground.

Immediately after, Fang Wu and Gao Qian's figures each retreated from the powder mist. Three steps back in the opposite direction of each other.

Fang Wu let go of the sleeves of the broad robe that was covering his eyes, and his face was gloomy. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. Although he had long known how sharp the dagger Gao Qian had hidden in his sleeve was, so he had carefully prepared a dagger that he was expected to be able to compete with, but it was not until today that the sword and dagger were offset that he truly appreciated the power of that dagger.

I'm afraid that just now I have an iron plate hanging on my chest. You can also drive a hole out of that dagger.

Fortunately, there was that white powder mist to cover it, so after Gao Qian cut off Fang Wu's Hidden Blade with a dagger, he didn't have time to mend the sword. But Gao Qian just slapped it indiscriminately. The heavy imprint on Fang Wu's chest still seriously injured him.

Fang Wu also began to cough up blood. There was a violent cough, and his body shook, and he couldn't support it and sat on the ground.

Opposite him, the situation for the high potential is not optimistic.

He also has some contempt for Fang Wu.

It was the white powder mist that caused him to fall into it.

The dagger in Gao Qian's hand was not shocked by Fang Wu's broken sword - in fact, with Fang Wu's martial arts, it was indeed not Gao Qian's opponent - Gao Qian took the initiative to let go of the hand holding the dagger, and reflexively covered his eyes.

Two lines of blood and tears slipped between his fingers.

The white powder that Fang Wu spilled with a second wave of his sleeves was a highly corrosive medicine mixed with quicklime. If this ash powder falls on the skin, it will cause an immediate burning sensation, but as long as it is washed off with water within half an hour, it can avoid medicinal damage.

However, if it falls into the most fragile eye of the human body, the moist environment in the eye socket will accelerate the corrosive force of the medicinal powder, and the protective film with a weak pupil will be destroyed instantly, and the blinding effect will be difficult to save even if the medical immortal is in the world.

High Potential hissed in pain.

Fortunately, when he was training in the Prime Minister's Mansion before, his tolerance for pain had been honed to the point of being extraordinary, otherwise the severe pain of his eyes would have caused an ordinary person to scream in pain throughout the inn, and it would be impossible not to attract attention.

But the sound of fighting in the room on the second floor, the sound of the wine jar smashing on the ground, and the dull and dull sound of a dagger piercing the wall still attracted the attention of the guys in the next room and the inn downstairs, and it didn't take long for the sound of brisk footsteps approaching upstairs.

Gao Qian's screams of pain, as well as the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps downstairs, Fang Wu, who was struggling to the ground, also heard it, he quickly realized a problem, and the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed!

……

"Knock knock—" The footsteps coming up from downstairs had reached the door, and there was three knocks on the door.

"Guest officer, the small one is the guy in the inn..."The respectful voice of the guy running the inn came in, "Excuse me, does the guest officer still need to order any dishes to help with wine, and the small shop can arrange to send them." ”

Although the shopkeeper was wiping the table downstairs just now, he heard a little scary when he heard the commotion upstairs, but earlier, he also saw the three extremely generous guests upstairs asking for twenty catties of bamboo leaves, so at this moment he still felt suspicious that the guests who had just arrived on the second floor were drunk and making trouble.

Usually in the inn, this shopkeeper has not seen a guest with bad wine getting drunk and making trouble, but if it is a wealthy guest who can afford to compensate afterwards, as long as the matter is not strict until the process of demolishing the house, most of the inn side will choose to ignore the past.

At this time, the shopkeeper came upstairs, originally with the mentality of taking a look. Thinking that the temperament of these guests on the second floor was either rich or expensive, the little second brother still maintained a respectful attitude, and he did not take the initiative to push the door before getting a response from the guests.

However, Fang Wu in the guest room was already sweating profusely.

He sits on the back of a high diver. Holding a cloth belt in his hand, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out!

The other end of the cloth belt was wrapped around Gao Qian's neck, causing the green tendons on Gao Qian's entire forehead to protrude, and slowly squirming at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye, lining the face covered with blood and tears, which looked wet and greasy and hideous at a glance.

The eyes are closest to the brain, and the sharp pain in the eyes temporarily unloads half of the martial arts of the high potential. Rao is so. In the process of fighting him for that cloth belt. Fang Wu tried his best, but he still felt struggling, for fear that a moment of relaxation would make him turn over and escape.

Just now, taking advantage of the moment when Gao Qian's spirit was paralyzed by severe pain, Fang Wu untied the corset and tied a slipknot to tie Gao Qian's neck. At this time, for Fang Wu. You only have one chance to do that!

Although Gao Qian's eyes were blinded by the medicinal powder, and his strength was greatly reduced, Fang Wu had also suffered relatively severe internal injuries at this time.

Among the swelling medicinal powder just now, Fang Wu raised his sleeves in time to cover his eyes. Spared damage, but it couldn't stop the slap that Gao Qian slapped to his chest. That palm made Fang Wuwu cough up blood again and again. So much so that although Gao Qian is blind, if it comes to direct confrontation, Fang Wu is still not an opponent.

At this critical juncture, the inquiry of the second child from the shop outside the door came in. For the two people in the house who are deadlocked on the line of life and death, there are also two completely different meanings.

Gao Qian's whole person was lying on the ground by Fang Wuwei, but he got a force from nowhere at this time. Struggled violently. Of course, he wanted to make more noise, to attract people outside to push the door and see something strange inside.

Fang Wu tightened the cloth belt in his hand even harder. Not only did he not want to strangle Gao Qian, but he also tried his best to strangle him directly. If he doesn't die, both himself and Cen Chi will die.

Hearing the sound of inquiry outside the door, Fang Wuquan at this time had no intention of making up any words, there was only a killing intent in his mind to support his already exhausted body, and when he started to speak, this sharp momentum was also somewhat revealed.

"Don't disturb Lao Tzu's drinking, get out!"

There was a sudden roar in the guest room, and the shopkeeper outside the door was terrified.

The shopkeeper doesn't care much about the yelling and scolding of the guests, this is something that is often encountered when serving guests, if you like to care about this in your character, then what else do you do to store guys? The little second brother just heard something else from the roar.

Where is this drinking? It's a momentum that seems to be pouring people to death!

The shopkeeper licked his lips that were a little dry and peeling, calmed his mind down, and patiently asked again: "Do you really need anything?" There seems to be someone drunk in the small guest room, and the small shop can also provide hangover soup ......"

Fang Wu's roar, in addition to scaring the people outside the door, also woke up Cen Chi, who was unconscious on the bed by Gao Qian's kick just now.

Suddenly waking up, the pain all over his body made Cen Chi quickly remember everything that had happened in his room before he fell unconscious. He sat up in shock, heard the words spoken by the second child in the shop outside the door, and also saw the two people who were stalemate a few steps away, the tables and chairs in the room were crooked, the wine jar was broken, the wine was smeared everywhere with blood, and the room was in a mess.

Such a scene, of course, can't be seen by the shopkeeper outside the door.

Cen Chi can only think of one way to stop the shopkeeper from coming in, and he has no extra body to make a choice, so he can only try his best to give it a try.

"Come on...... Let's continue to drink......" Cen Chi moved out of bed, staggered towards Fang Wu, and halfway through, picked up a jar of wine on the table in the room. When he walked up to Fang Wu, he raised his hand and smashed the wine jar towards Gao Qian, who was heavily pressed on the ground by Fang Wu, "Drink a jar, smash an altar, it's happy!" ”

As soon as the word "fast" fell, a mouthful of blood choked out of his throat.

If it weren't for the excessive smell of alcohol in the house, the smoke was tightly covered, and the blood of the three people in the house was mixed together, the smell of blood would probably be difficult to escape the nose of Xiao Er in the shop outside the door.

At this time, Cen Chi smashed open a jar of new wine, and the aroma of wine in the room suddenly became rich again, and at the same time, he also testified to some kind of information to the outside world with his voice.

-- There were indeed a few people drinking in the house!

The shopkeeper outside the door sighed, didn't say anything more, and went downstairs slowly. When the inn closed in the evening, he came home and had a new story to tell his old mother. These guests who came this afternoon were still sven when they came, why were they as savage as beasts after drinking?

It seems that wine is really not a good thing. Wine makes people easily impulsive, and impulsiveness is the devil, which can make people tear up their beautiful side and make people laugh. Mother's usual lesson is really not wrong at all.

Wait until you hear the footsteps of the second shopkeeper outside and walk away. Fang Wu had already sensed that the person he desperately wanted to strangle seemed to be almost dead at this time.

The body that the high dive had been struggling with gradually withered. Perhaps the throat has been strangled for too long, and the brain finally begins to appear starved of oxygen; It is also possible that Cen Chi smashed down the wine jar, which directly knocked people out.

In short, the high potential is gone.

Fang Wu didn't dare to let go lightly, although killing people was not his specialty. But how long does it take to strangle a person. He still knows it in his heart.

At this time, he was just a little worried about Cen Chi, who was lying on the ground on the side, and said in a deep voice: "It's too dangerous for you to do this!" ”

The word "dangerous" in his words did not refer to Cen Chi's smashing of the wine jar just now. Rather, it refers to the whole plan to kill the high dive this time. It was too sudden, too hasty, so that he and Cen Chi both folded half their lives for this matter...... Maybe Cen Chi's loss is more than half a life.

Cen Chi didn't answer, and gasped for a while. He staggered to his feet with one hand on his feet, staggering against the wall. Go under the dagger stuck in the wall.

It was a dagger carried by Gao Qian, and the gold-cut iron was extremely sharp, and it was a good blade for defense.

But it is a dead thing after all, and how to use it depends on whose hand it holds.

Cen Chi raised his hand and pulled the dagger from the wall. Staggered back, grabbed the dagger with all the strength he had poured down, and plunged into the back of the high diver's vest.

Maybe it's because the high dive's neck has been strangled for a long time, and he is on the verge of death. The blood line slowed down, so Cen Chi stabbed. Although it pierced the high potential heart vein from the angle of the back, the blood spurting from the edge of the dagger did not appear intense, and it did not spill far.

It's not as much blood as the knife that slaughtered the pig.

But Fang Wu, who was pressed on the back of the high submarine with his whole body weight, saw this scene, but he couldn't help but take three steps back in a row, his eyes slightly open, and he was speechless in surprise.

Cen Chi didn't seem to see the somewhat complicated expression on Fang Wu's face at this time, he just grabbed the dagger and inserted it, then turned his wrist and stirred it for half a circle.

As the dagger shattered his heart, Gao Qian's body twitched a few times, and gradually returned to calm again, only the hand that was flat on the ground, a few fingers were still trembling slightly, like a long snake that had been stabbed seven inches, although the vitality was broken, the body could still squirm slightly.

Cen Chi then pulled out the dagger to wait for the blood to overflow faster.

The dagger is sharp, so it doesn't take much effort to pull it up, whether it's inserted or pulled up, whether it's a person or a wall.

But Cen Chi raised his arm and pulled it out, but it seemed to have exhausted the last strength of his body.

As the dagger was thrown two steps away by him, his figure fell on his back.

Gao Qian's life has been broken, but it seems that Cen Chi has also lost most of his life and is just dying.

"Cen ......" Fang Wu came back to his senses at this time, stood up from the ground and pounced. Although he had just been slapped in the chest by Gao Qian, and he had coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his internal injuries were not light, but compared to Cen Chi's fatal condition at this time, his injuries were nothing.

Picking up Cen Chi, who had fallen to the ground, leaning on his shoulder, Fang Wu reached out and pulled it into his arms, trembling and pulling out a small paper bag, opening his mouth and gritting his teeth to tear it open, pouring the red particles inside into Cen Chi's mouth.

Cen Chi had just swallowed the small red pill, and soon spit it out with a mouthful of blood.

Coughing and vomiting caused the wound of the broken bone under the ribs, Cen Chi woke up again, and vaguely saw Fang Wu's face in front of him, and suddenly sighed: "Oh no...... Underestimate that dog...... Now I'm ...... I'm afraid I'm going to ...... Shiro got in......"

"Now that I know that, I almost think you were crazy just now." Fang Wu impatiently threw out a sentence, seeing that it was useless to pour medicine, he gave up this life-saving method, and instead dragged Cen Chi to the bed, "You can't die, even if you are crippled, you have to save your life, otherwise the three elders of Beili Yinyi will hunt me down and kill me for more than a lifetime." ”

Fang Wu dragged Cen Chi to the bed, first tore the bloodstained clothes on his chest, then took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, pulled open the tether and shook it, revealing the three rows of silver needles embedded inside.

Fang Wu's fingers came out of the hole like a spirit snake, and he counted the needles, first sealing several large points in Cen Chi's heart and lungs, slowing down the speed of blood, and Cen Chi's cough gradually stopped.

Seeing that the situation had improved slightly, Fang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, took out another paper bag from his arms and tore it open, which was still a small red pill inside, and poured it into Cen Chi's mouth.

"Don't spit it out again, you have to swallow the blood, and I don't have much of this medicine." As Fang Wu spoke, he reached out to support Cen Chi's chin. Help him chew and swallow.

This time, Cen Chi successfully swallowed the small bag of strangely colored particles.

It didn't take long for his frowning brow to loosen, and two strange flushes appeared on his pale cheeks. Gradually, he opened his eyes, and the decadence in his eyes was swept away at some point.

The first thing Cen Chi said when he woke up was: "Am I dying?" ”

Thinking about his bad state just now, and then observing the spirit in his eyes and the discoloration on his face at this time. It's a bit like the moment when a dying person returns to the light.

"I'm here. You're not that easy to die for. Fang Wugang, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed and resting for a while, suddenly coughed uncontrollably, and he raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his mouth. Glancing at the color of coughing up blood, he said with some surprise: "This injury is a little wrong......

What he said was the internal injury caused to him by the palm that was printed on his chest in the powder mist just now, even if he injured his lungs and blood because of this, it should be bright red. But now the blood he saw grew darker.

Cen Chi, who had just woken up, saw this scene and remembered something. immediately said: "Old Dao, you may have been poisoned by me." ”

As Cen Chi spoke, he struggled to sit up, but in vain.

That's when he found out. The little red pill that Fang Wu gave him was probably only stimulating his physical potential, not a therapeutic effect. The strangely colored pill kept him awake for a while and made him feel good about himself. The severe pain in various parts of the body seemed to have disappeared for the most part, as if all the injuries had been healed in an instant.

But this is not the case. The physical strength had not yet recovered, and the ease felt mentally was nothing more than the illusion of anesthesia created by the little red pill.

He began coughing up blood from the colics under his ribs, and until now, the amount of blood in his body has been terrifyingly large, which can be recovered in half an hour. His actual physical condition at this time should be that he can't even lift his fingers.

For a moment, Cen Chi questioned Fang Wu's motive for giving him that little red pill, but soon, this doubt was erased from his heart again.

After today's incident, he can be regarded as owing Fang no favor, no matter whether he can survive afterwards, he should not speculate about each other at this time.

When Fang Wu heard Cen Chi's words, he also had a moment of doubt in his heart, but after thinking carefully for a while, he didn't feel that Cen Chi had taken the initiative to poison him, and this doubt naturally dissipated.

Just before Gao Qian came upstairs, he and Cen Chi drank at the same table and ate two jars of wine, but the wine he drank was freshly opened sealing mud. Even if Cen Chi can reach the sky with his hands, he can't buy the workers of the wine shop in Shakou County. I can't reach the network, and I can't have time to do it.

Then there is only one possibility of accidental injury.

After today's incident, Fang Wu and Cen Chi can be regarded as having a friendship of life and death. Although this friendship is formed by a passive opportunity, in any case, it will still be deeper than the mutual trust of ordinary friends. Under the premise of such trust, some suspicions will only be rootless duckweed, which can be easily erased.

For Cen Chi's prompt, Fang Wu didn't immediately ask where the antidote was, but after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said, "Is it the jar of wine that Gao Qian took away from you?" ”

After Gao Qian dragged away the half jar of wine in Cen Chi's hand before, he did not accompany him to drink it as he said, but poured this half jar of wine on Fang Wu's face as cold water. At that time, Gao Qian didn't know that Fang Wu was pretending to be drunk, and pouring wine was just to make him sober up.

Fang Wu remembered that he licked the corners of his wet mouth at that time, but he never thought that it was just a few drops of poisonous wine, and the toxicity would be so great!

He looked at Cen Chi again, his eyes were even more frightened, and he said in a deep voice: "In order to kill someone, you are so harmful to yourself?" ”

"No, I was poisoned when the dog went upstairs." Cen Chi tugged at the corners of his lips and smiled, at this moment he had only the strength to move his face, "But...... I didn't have the antidote with me. ”

"It's really scary to see that you are determined to kill someone." Fang Wu stretched out his hand and stroked his chest, gradually swallowed his cough, and said indifferently: "However, Gao Qian's usual intervention in your life is too careful, and it probably won't work if you want to prevent him from hiding something, and it's also helpless to not bring the antidote by your side." ”

"You should have been splashed with poisoned wine, and if there is no antidote, there should be other ways to slow down the toxicity." Cen Chi took a breath, then slowly spoke, explaining the ingredients and dilution methods he had applied to the wine.

After listening to Cen Chi's explanation, Fang Wu didn't immediately do what he said, but said with a smile: "It turns out that it's just such a little poison. It doesn't matter, it's important to treat you first. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he set out to tear Cen Chi's sleeve.

Cen Chi had actually already realized that the little red pill that Fang Wu gave him just now might not have much to do with detoxification, but at this time, his behavior of not tearing his sleeve was even more incomprehensible.

However, he has little power to stop this now, and can only move his mouthpiece. Whispered, "The toxins that remain in my body." Haven't you already prepared the antidote? But the medicine you just gave me is very unfamiliar, what is it? ”

"I can't tell what kind of medicine it is, because it was sent by Xiao Kuang. He will never hurt you. Fang Wu's subordinates paused for a moment, thought about it and said slowly: "Now I think back to the letter he sent with the medicine, you are worthy of being your fellow senior brother, and you know you well enough than others." ”

"yes. I learned that even the medicine was being sent to me. Cen Chi sighed softly, and suddenly frowned.

Seeing him frowning and enduring pain. Fang Wu realized that it was his action of tearing his sleeves that caused a hidden wound on his body, and reached out to brush it on him a few times, and soon discovered the problem.

"If I hadn't been here today. Not only will you not be able to kill the high dive, but you will also fold into it first. Fang Wu's fingers touched the broken bone under Cen Chi's ribs, and quickly let go again. You were so close just now, if he had drawn his dagger a moment ago. You're the one who was stabbed to death. ”

"Dogs, just think about their master's orders." As Fang Wujiang's slightly pressed fingers loosened, Cen Chi gradually eased his frowning brows, and said lightly: "If it were you and me, at that time, the first thing that came to mind was to kill the opponent and save yourself. ”

"The surname Gao is also a loyal heart, but you don't agree with his master." Fang Wu sighed slightly, he wanted to look sideways at the gradually cold corpse on the floor of the room, but this was just a flash of his thought after all, because the person in front of him who needed to be treated immediately was more important.

"Originally, the toxins in your body were charged very well, so taking the antidote can be gradually dissipated, but now your situation is special, the toxicity spreads, and the re-medication is slow. I'm going to use a silver needle to pull out the poison from your acupuncture point, this practice is very harmful to your body, and the process is extremely painful, but this is the only way I can think of now, you can bear with it! ”

Fang Wu twisted the fabric he tore from Cen Chi's sleeve into a thick rope, and then stuffed it into Cen Chi's mouth to prevent him from crushing his teeth from the pain of pulling out the poison, and then said, "In the process of pulling out the poison, you must always stay awake...... I think with your temperament, you should be able to endure it. ”

Cen Chi nodded.

Fang Wu no longer hesitated, spread out his palm and brushed it towards the silver needle cloth bag on the side.

……

The endless pain brought a tumbling dizziness, Cen Chi couldn't feel that he was twitching all over, he was already paralyzed by pain.

But he remembered what Fang Wu had told him before the needle, so he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, keeping his mind clear. The rope he had put in his mouth was already wet, and seemed to be about to be bitten through by his teeth. He wasn't aware of this.

His physical sensations were numb, and he could only clearly feel his spiritual world because he was trying to support his senses.

He felt as if he had become a dragon on the cusp of the storm, the waves crashing against him from all sides, and he had no barrier to lean on. Rao is like this, he still has to keep his body steady and not be photographed on the waves. Because he has an intuition in his consciousness: once he falls, it will be endless silence!

However, the rough seas are only a prelude.

The waves that swept up from under your feet were followed by lightning falling overhead!

Every time he was struck by this lightning, he felt as if a tendon had been pulled out, a bone had been pulled out, and he wanted to tremble in pain, but he didn't seem to have the strength to tremble.

Pulling out the poison, pulling out the poison...... This is to pull out the poison, this is to pull out his muscles and bones, and eventually turn him into a puddle of rotten flesh and soft mud......

He didn't know how long he had lasted, and his consciousness finally blurred from his eyes to the depths of his mind. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, for the blurred vision before him had gradually changed, but still had a clear outline.

He saw a mountain with a few thatched huts on the mountainside, and a cliff behind the thatched huts.

A clear spring falls from the top of the cliff, and the spring water scrapes over the craggy rocks of the cliff wall, and it makes a loud noise. The water falling from a high altitude hits the deep pool below the cliff, and the water splashes and foams, and the water vapor does not disperse. The vegetation around the waterhole is perennially warm and humid, and the petals and leaves are clear and shiny.

He clearly felt that his position at the moment was still far from the mountainside. But the thatched houses, cliffs, flying springs, flowers and plants on the mountainside...... and gave him a sense of familiarity close at hand.

It's a very contradictory feeling.

But he didn't have time to dwell on the reason for this paradox, for he soon found three boys kneeling side by side on the front of the hut, which drew most of his attention.

Two of the three boys had grown into teenagers, and even when they knelt on the ground, their backs were straight, and there was not the slightest cowardice that children showed when they were punished for their mistakes.

Only one boy kneeling on the far left was about five or six years old. He was sobbing with his head down. And he Huo Ran from the face of this child, the youngest of the three. I saw a familiar silhouette clearly!

This child is exactly what he was when he was five years old.

……

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Cen has just arrived, and he is so young. You should be more tolerant of him. In the grass hut, a young man in a gray and white cotton shirt stood at the table with his back bowed, and said slowly while carefully comparing the few torn pieces of paper spread out on the table.

His words. Apparently to the teenager sitting on the other side of the table.

The young man sitting at the table was carelessly pounding paste, and he was wearing a pale cyan cotton suit, which not only set off his tall figure. It also made the expression on his face look cold.

The young man in the green shirt slowed down his hand holding the wooden pestle and pounding the paste, his eyes pointed to the thick pile of shredded paper in the corner of the table, and said lightly: "If he tears up other notes, I can forgive him." Only this one...... Hmph, if you can't fight it back, I won't forgive him! ”

The white-shirted boy straightened his back when he heard this. He looked sideways and said, "Shouldn't you do it yourself?" Pounding the paste in exchange for me? ”

"Change it." Without the slightest hesitation, the young man in the green shirt put down the urn containing the paste and stood up.

"The villaged of the Liukou has been tried. Please take a look. While replying, Jiang Chao handed the interrogation confession in his hand to Lin Shan, and then stood aside.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he was almost finished, Shan Liang on the side couldn't help but say: "My lord may think too highly of those rogues, but a bowl of oil and chili peppers was poured down, and before the torture tools were on the wheel, they were all recruited." ”

Lin Shan compared the two handprints and signed confession transcripts that were obviously different, and saw that the content on them was roughly the same, and he said with a smile in his tone: "It seems that things are exactly as you said, and there is no trick in these two confessions." ”

After a slight pause, he added: "However, it is not superfluous to keep an eye on it, maybe the rogue also knows that we will confess before giving up resistance." If we had only left one alive just now, we might have preferred to die. ”

When Shan Liang heard this, he realized that he was not thinking enough, and nodded hurriedly, with a sincere expression on his face.

Jiang Chao didn't participate in this conversation, he only waited for Lin Shan to finish reading the two confessions, and then asked: "What do you decide to do with those two rogues who confessed?" ”

"I saw their attack just now, it was brutal and non-negotiable, presumably they were all full of crimes and blood." Lin Shan's eyes lowered slightly, and his gaze repeatedly scanned a few lines of the two confessions, and then continued: "This kind of rogue, oppressing the good, plundering the village, and the bad habits have become a habit, so they can't be left. ”

Jiang Chao arched his hand and said, "Take the order." ”

Lin Shan said slowly: "The stockade has also been handed over to you, and the rogues will be wiped out, but the women and children will not be killed, and they will be clean." ”

Shan Liang on the side thought for a moment when he heard this, and couldn't help but say: "Destroy the bandit village, if there are women and children, I am afraid they will not survive, their husbands and families do evil, once they lose the protection of the village, even if they do not starve to death, they will be tortured by those who seek revenge." It is better to kill them all together, lest they be born with pain. ”

Lin Shan shook his head slightly and said: "These women and children, all of them are eaten and plundered, and what is it to repay them by suffering from birth." Let them see their own mistakes clearly, and let the ordinary people who have been violated by the cottage see the end of evil, which is much more valuable than directly killing these women and children. There are evil thoughts in the hearts of the people, and if good persuasion is ineffective, then it is necessary to use forcible deterrence. ”

Shan Liang was slightly stunned, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether it was wrong for him to kill all the people he had just built, and whether Lin Shan's idea of staying alive was right at this time.

Lin Shan took out the seals he carried with him, sealed them on the two confessions, and then handed them back to Jiang Chao, and then ordered: "After dealing with the affairs in the bandit village, hand over these two confessions to the Guanbei Mansion, and the matter of material collection will be handled by the soldiers of the Guanbei County Government." ”

Jiang Chao took the confession and questioned: "Shouldn't this matter be notified to the county government of Shakou County?" ”

"The bandit village of 53 people, I'm afraid that the Shakou County Ya has already been deterred by the countershock, and I am a little worried that they will not be able to bear it." Lin Shan put away the seal he had just used, and said slowly: "I still make the county guards move, and I also prevent the county government secretary from being lax. If it's not for tomorrow, there might be another way to do it...... That's fine. ”――

(To be continued)