- Mo Ye rode her horse all the way, and in such a bumpy environment, she had to keep talking to the dangerous person sitting in front of her and discussing the walking route. At the beginning, she was nervous and careful about her words, for fear that she would miss something and be used again, and her spirit and body were rapidly consumed at the same time, and within an hour, she felt tired. But she knew that at this time, she couldn't stop, and this kind of consumption was for survival, and there was no gap to shout tired.

And after a few exchanges, she gradually relaxed.

This kind of relaxation is not that she wants to rest, but that she has relaxed her vigilance against the killer in front of her who has begun to weigh heavily again. As he said before, if you want to truly cooperate, you must show sincerity, even if they can't change the relationship between each other, at least before the end of the current road, this short period of time must be sincere.

In conversation with this man, Mo Ye gained unprecedented knowledge and concepts of geography. As he said, what she learned was a record in a book, and although the mountains and rivers would not change their outlines in two or three years, the artificially built buildings on this geographical foundation would be constantly repeated and renewed. As long as there are people, there will be this kind of change, and the denser the place, the more frequent this change will be, which can be described in books.

Books are dead and can be used as a reference, but be careful to copy them in their entirety.

After leaving the hillside, after running for more than an hour, Mo Ye finally stopped. It's not that she wants to rest, it's not that there is no way ahead, to be specific, there is a road that may hide danger in front of them. Whether this road can be taken or not requires some thought.

A mountain gorge appeared in front of the two of them.

The creation of the earth has often created a majestic, strange, dangerous, and treacherous that cannot be matched by manpower, and the power of human beings can only do some projects that depend on them in many cases, but cannot directly transform them. It's like this mountain gorge in front of Mo Ye's eyes. It was as if the axe of the gods had split a wound on the earth, and the ground that had been cracked, and at both ends were cliffs that had fallen straight down the edges, and there was no relief in the end.

But man is the head of all spirits. Where there are people, in the face of all kinds of dangers, you can always come up with the rules of survival. It was on such a steep cliff that I don't know who planned and contributed to build a chain bridge.

The chain bridge is composed of six thick chains in depth, four chains side by side at the place where people can walk, and wooden planks about a foot wide are laid horizontally, and there is a visual barrier between each board to ensure that the planks do not affect the stability of the bridge when they are wet and dry.

The bottom plate of the chain bridge is quite tight, but the handrails on both sides are very rudimentary. There are only two chains on the left and right, hanging almost to the waist of a person, and several short locks are very sparsely connected vertically in the middle. There is such a big hole left, if the passerby does not follow the rules and walks in a straight line, twist the figure-eight steps on it. It is very likely that it will slide out of the side single-chain handrail and fall into the abyss.

Mo Ye has been practicing the basic skills of martial arts for more than two years, and there is no problem in walking in a straight line, and it is also possible for her to run wildly on such a chain bridge that is swaying lightly with the wind and shaking even more in case of collision. But if she wants to ride a horse and carry people to gallop on such a soft bridge, she will never be able to do it.

So, before you get a hint from the person in front of you. Seeing the crack wall in front of him, Mo Ye slowed down.

The black horse also seemed to sense some kind of danger, and stood still about three feet away from the mouth of the cliff, and hissed softly.

It was only at this time that Mo Ye realized that he, who had been conspiring with her all the way, had not spoken for a while. She tilted her head to see that he had not known when. Curled up tightly. No wonder...... The rest of the road went more smoothly, because he was a head shorter and didn't cover her eyes anymore.

It's just that...... He didn't look right......

"Hey." Mo Ye gently pushed his shoulder, not using much force, but he didn't want to directly "push" him off the horse.

There was a muffled thud. He slammed his weight into the ground, and the dry sand on the ground was struck up by his clothes and then gently fell back on top of him, truly shattering to the ground. But he himself didn't notice this at all, Mo Ye, who was still sitting on horseback, suddenly saw the person in front of him fall straight down, first stunned, and then her gaze shifted, and she saw that the person on the ground was still curled up and clenched into fists.

It turned out that he had already lost consciousness, just because he was sitting in front, and she didn't notice it in time.

Someone like him can curl up in such a ball, not because of laziness or coldness, but only because of pain. Mo Ye remembered the two hand knives he gave him before, and he was afraid that he had really hurt him, so he finally showed up now. This was what she had always wanted to see, but for some reason, when she saw it, she was not as ecstatic as she expected.

Maybe it's because of the short-term cooperative psychology that lures something?

Mo Ye sighed softly, jumped off the horse, walked to him and squatted down, held his shoulders and let him lie down, and then she saw a flush on his lips, which was a little shocking.

Probably internal bleeding, judging from the position of the two hand knives just now, whether it is a broken liver or a broken spleen, it has been delayed for so long, and it is a dead end anyway.

Mo Ye was about to hold his wrist, but she hesitated, estimating that the pulse of her wrist should already be very weak, and she was afraid that she would not be able to detect anything with her little fur medical sense, so she put down his wrist and probed the major artery on the side of his neck to make a final judgment.

As a professional killer, in addition to having very proficient assassination skills, every hit must be accurate, and he must also have a strong sensitive defense ability for his most vulnerable life. For example, in the process of fighting between the two sides, for a killer, the neck point should be one step heavier than the chest point. When the opponent's blade is still some distance away from these key points, the body can react half a step faster than the brain at the last moment.

It turns out that people can also store memories in their limbs, just like some animals. But this kind of physical reflexes, which are faster than the speed of the brain, require thousands of times of practice, and most of them will only be expressed in a specific profession.

Ling Li is one of the thousands of professions in the world, and he is a professional killer. Before his debut, the sword in his hand had been swung tens of thousands of times, and he had practiced to the point where it was close to the precision of a spirit snake, and the cold blade seemed to be able to take the initiative to catch up with the target task's neck. But his own neck was sensitive and not allowed to be approached by anyone, not even the two people who practiced sword with him tens of thousands of times. If he suddenly approaches him, he will immediately reach out and accurately block it.

At this point, he no longer had the strength to block Mo Ye's fingers that probed the side of his neck, but that didn't mean he wasn't aware of it.

When Mo Ye stretched out his fingers and gently pressed on the pale green vein, Ling Li suddenly opened his eyes. The brilliance in his eyes suddenly flourished, but soon gradually dimmed.

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Check in on the first floor of the high potential inn, then go to the stable behind the inn to check the beans in the trough, and then go back to the hall on the first floor of the inn to use the drain food, and then return to the guest room on the second floor.

Gao Qian's room was next door to Cen Chi's room, and before he approached his room, he smelled a strong smell of wine in the hallway, so strong that it could no longer be called mellow.

Gao Qian has not been drinking for almost three months, and he has actually endured hard work, but for the appointment of the prime minister. There was no doubt that he would choose to continue to hold back, but this made him very sensitive to the smell of wine.

Realizing a certain situation, Gao Qian didn't ask anything, and directly pushed open the door of Cen Chi's room, and then he saw the two people lying on the table who were already drunk. Several jars of wine rolled down on the ground, and the residue of wine was spilled everywhere.

Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist Fang Wu slipped from the chair to the bottom of the table, holding the table legs and snoring, he was obviously drunk and unconscious.

Cen Chi, who could still sit firmly on the table, seemed to be lightly drunk, lying on the table with his face facing inward, his throat seemed to be humming some tune in a low voice, and one hand stretched forward. The end of his finger was also hooked with a tether from a jar.

"Sir, what's the matter? Such overdrinking is harmful to the body. Gao Qian walked into the house, and the next step was to remove the wine jar in Cen Chi's hand.

Unexpectedly, his hand had just touched the edge of the wine jar, and Cen Chi, who was lying on the table with his face facing inward, suddenly turned his head, and at the same time, his hand that was just touching the rope of the wine jar bent his five fingers. Hold the jar more firmly in your hand. He stared at Gao Qian, word by word, and said as if he was drunk: "The old way is no longer good, you come to drink with me!"

"No, it's my duty to protect Mr. Instead of accompanying Mr. to drink and hurt himself. Gao Qian refused verbally and tried to take away the wine jar from Cen Chi's hand again.

This time, he got it easily.

Because Cen Chi suddenly took the initiative to let go of his hand.

Gao Qian was slightly stunned holding half a jar of wine, and then he saw Cen Chi slap open the sealing mud of a jar of new wine.

"If you don't have anyone to accompany you, you may be more hesitant to pour yourself a drink." As soon as the words fell, Cen Chi lifted the wine jar, and poured it violently, and soon half of the jar of wine was empty.

Watching this scene, Gao Qian only felt a little frightened, and at the same time, he also vaguely realized that if he wanted to ask something from Cen Chi at this time, such as asking Cen Chi why he suddenly drank so violently, Cen Chi was most likely reluctant to say more.

- Actually, he should have been aware of a problem, but because he saw that Cen Chi's drinking speed was too intense, he had to find a way to persuade him to drink first, so he ignored the strange atmosphere hidden in the rich smell of wine.

Shifting his gaze slightly, Gao Qian refocused his gaze on the bottom of the table, moved a chair, squatted on the edge of the table, broke Fang Wu's fingers holding the table legs, pulled him up from under the table, and helped him to the side of the chair to sit down.

After a little hesitation, Gao Qian picked up the half jar of wine that he had just snatched from Cen Chi's hand, but instead of pouring it into his throat, he turned his wrist and poured all the wine on Fang Wu's face with the wine jar.

The wine is still mellow, but if it is not drunk in the stomach, but splashed on the face, the cold skin-friendly feeling is similar to water.

Fang Wu really came to his senses, his eyes were half-open, and before he could see who was standing in front of him, he heard a familiar voice coming: "Mr. Fang, what's wrong with all of you?" Why do you suddenly drink too much?"

Fang Wushu tilted his head and said, "Good wine should not be wasted." As soon as he said that, he stuck out his tongue and licked a few drops of wine hanging from his lips, which had been stained when Gao Qian had just poured wine on him to wake up.

Gao Qian sighed, and was about to ask again, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wine jar breaking from behind.

Immediately afterwards, Cen Chi's cough came.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

The wine jar in Cen Chi's hand had been smashed into pieces, and the hand he was holding the wine jar was pressed tightly under his ribs at this time, coughing up a mouthful of blood, his lips were red, and the placket wet with wine soon became a dazzling red color.

Rao is high diving has several lives under his hands, and when he saw the scene in front of him at this time, he was still inexplicably frightened.

It's just because this qiē came too suddenly.

"Let you have a drink with me, you...... Cough...... You won't ......" Cen Chi's face gradually distorted as the pain erupted in his body. Slightly hideous, he coughed for a while, and with great difficulty, he looked at the high dive standing opposite. Wheezing and said, "There's no chance...... You're just thinking about ...... There's no chance......"

The words "no chance" have two meanings in the impression of high potential.

An ordinary meaning, but just a miss of chance; There is also a special meaning, which exaggerates a sense of crisis.

But at this time, Gao Qian looked at the situation in front of him, and the four words "no chance" hoarsely came out of Cen Chi's throat, which not only seemed to refer to drinking, but also seemed to vaguely reveal another meaning. However, with just the two people in the house who were intoxicated with drinking dreams, how could they move him to dive high?

Even if the strength of the wine can strengthen people's courage. can increase the strength of the reckless man, but he is the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the defense of the enemy is based on martial arts, not to mention two drunken madmen, that is, there are twenty more drunken madmen. None of them are his opponents.

What's more, at this time, Cen Chi, who didn't know martial arts, was in a state of poison again, and he was already a wasted person.

Therefore, after Gao Qian was stunned for a short time, he turned around and looked at Fang Wu who was drunk and slumped in the chair. According to Gao Qian's understanding, Fang Wu has martial arts to hide, but he almost never reveals it, so in this somewhat strange environment in the inn room at this time, Gao Qian's vigilance against Fang Wu will be higher.

And one more point. If Cen Chi is really poisoned, then the only way to save his life is to find a way to make Fang Wu have no shots.

However, when he looked back at Fang Wu, he saw that the Daoist did not look awake at all.

The Taoist also seemed to see Cen Chi who was coughing up blood at this time, but in his drunken and misty eyes, Cen Chi was not coughing up blood. Instead, he was spitting up, so he just slapped the armrest of the chair indiscriminately and shouted intermittently: "Just drink and vomit, spoil!" Waste ......"

"Mr. Cen is poisoned, Mr. Fang. Wake up, is there any way to suppress the poison first?" Gao Qian ignored Fang Wu's drunken nonsense, and just slapped his face with his hand while calling him.

At this moment, Gao Qian's love is still relatively calm.

However, sitting two steps away behind Gao Qian, Cen Chi, who was coughing up blood, looked at the scene in front of him and frowned. His spirit was still very clear, but his emotions were a little fluctuating, not because of the pain in his body, but because he was a little anxious about one thing.

The hesitation was only in an instant, and Cen Chi's figure deviated to the left and fell from the chair.

Hearing a muffled sound of "bang" from behind, Gao Qian's eyes turned around, and he saw Cen Chi fall under the table, and the situation was unknown.

Gao Qian had to let go of Fang Wu's side for the time being, and ran under the table.

"Sir!" Gao Qian squatted down at the table, grabbed one of Cen Chi's arms like he had just dragged Fang Wushi, and wanted to pull him up from under the table.

And at the same time as Gao Qian grabbed Cen Chi's forearm and lifted it up, he suddenly felt that the body under his hand, which should have become very heavy due to the poisonous coma, was suddenly as light as a flying feather...... Fly to him!

Falling off the chair was originally Cen Chi's control of his body and acting, not because of fainting.

So after his body hit the ground, the hand that was pressed under one side of his body had actually gathered his strength to support the ground. Just crouch down at the table and pull him again, and he'll leap to his feet.

If Gao Qian hadn't squatted down, Cen Chi might have been a little hesitant.

But Gao Qian really squatted down as expected, and Cen Chi would not give up this opportunity!

"Bang!"

Cen Chi used all his strength to jump up, like an octopus, hanging on Gao Qian's body, and pressed him to the ground.

People who practice martial arts initially practice the lower plate, usually standing up, as for when squatting, the lower plate is still unstable, and the ratio between this yes and no is a little hanging. Cen Chi only had a gamble, according to what he knew, in the face of external attacks, most martial arts practitioners were not as stable as when they were standing, but they didn't know how accurate this routine could be on Gao Qian.

But apart from this opportunity, he couldn't find any other attack opportunities in the high dive.

So he can only bet!

"Old way!"

While pounced on the high dive like a wolf, Cen Chi roared.

When Cen Chi suddenly counterattacked, Gao Qian was surprised for a moment, but as the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had received a lot of training, and he had also seen a variety of emergencies when he traveled with the Prime Minister, so in the face of the unexpected situation in the inn room today, he could quickly recover his calm head. And clearly smell a hint of danger.

What threat can a waste person who doesn't know martial arts pose to himself?

If it weren't for the prime minister's order there, it would be superfluous to kill this scholar who suddenly became troubled.

As for the middle-aged Taoist. Maybe he can do some tricks, but with only a pair of fleshy palms, it will be difficult to avoid his ten moves.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gao Qian's mouth, from squatting to standing up, his figure was indeed unstable, but it was not so bad that he would be pounced on by Cen Chi, who had no martial arts foundation. Not only did he not fall, but he also did not let go of the hand holding Cen Chi, but his five fingers were like a pair of pig iron pliers, and he suddenly tightened by three points, so that the hand bone of Cen Chi's right arm "Gege" sounded softly. It keeps cracking.

And just when Cen Chi's right forearm was about to be broken off by Gao Qian, the sky suddenly swelled with a piece of white powder!

Gao Qian subconsciously closed his eyes, and the strength of the five fingers of Cen Chi's arm slowed slightly, and then he smelled a faint aroma of flour......

It's actually flour!

High Diver realizes that he has been fooled, before opening his eyes. The five fingers that were grabbing Cen Chi's forearm had already exerted force in advance. He had already realized that this scholar who was similar to waste in his eyes was actually extremely insidious and cunning, and he regretted it a little, he should have been more ruthless just now, and directly abolished this person with one palm, instead of just fighting with one arm.

But his realization was half a beat after all.

At the same time that Cen Chi was snorting in pain beside him, Gao Qian also felt the coldness on his neck.

This coolness is thinner than a blade, so it also makes Gao Qian even more uneasy.

He remembered in a trance what kind of object it could give people a feeling. But I don't remember it very clearly......

- This is because, in the past, he only watched this kind of artifact entangle others, but today he experienced for himself for the first time what it was like to be wrapped around his neck.

"Die!"

A roar beside him!

The voice still came from the scholar who usually looked modest, gentle, thin, and sick...... Cen Chi!

"You!" The moment he opened his eyes in the white mist of high potential, he also roared angrily, like a beast falling into a trap.

But he only had time to roar.

Wrapped around the neck of a high submer. It is a string as thin as silk, but stronger than iron wire, and if it were not for the blood stained on the string, it might not be clear to the naked eye.

But in any case, once such a seemingly thin thread wraps around the neck of the high potential, it is strangled in the skin with a certain elasticity. Even if Gao Qian had a dagger in his sleeve, he couldn't swing the dagger to cut his neck and break the string.

What's more, Cen Chi obviously won't give him this opportunity.

The sharp pain of the fracture of his right arm and the colic pain of the poison under the ribs all hit his spirit, almost making Cen Chi faint, but he knew that things had only reached the most critical point of the instant reversal of victory and defeat at this time, and he couldn't relax a bite, so he didn't hesitate to bite the tip of his tongue, full of salty just to refresh himself with this third sharp pain closest to the brain nerves!

While fighting the pain, his relatively intact left sleeve danced wildly, and a little bit of white light flew through the gap, and with only one chance, he successfully wrapped around Gao Qian's neck.

He is like a young man who has never lassoed a horse, but with only one shot, he has caught a fierce horse that is going mad in anger.

This time, he's also gambling!

If he doesn't shoot on the right track, he will face a cliff with no place to die, and he will not have a chance to shoot.

Maybe it's too close, maybe it's another kind of providence that helps his hand, which usually only holds a pen and dances to write, suddenly has the ability to strike!

"Ka..."

Cen Chi flexed the thumb of his left hand, pressed a sudden pen www.biquge.info on the edge of the line in his hand, and directly pressed it down, and then he let go of his hand.

Xingzi broke away from the control of Cen Chi's palm, but it did not become a dead thing, and after a slight abnormal sound, it began to automatically tighten the filament that was "spit" out of the box. But because the other end of the filament was wrapped around a person's neck, the weight of the box obviously couldn't hold a young man, so it could only fly out upside down and stick to his neck.

Despite this, the silk threads in the box did not stop and continued to tighten, and the silk strings were stretched to the limit, and a metallic sound of machine springs grinding each other came out of the box.

The other end of the silk string had already streaked a deep streak of blood on the soft neck of the high submer's skin.

The Adam's apple was locked, unable to speak, the largest blood vessels in the neck and the breathing trachea were tightened, and there was already a void in the mind of the high submersion.

However, just before he was about to lose consciousness and Cen Chi was about to really succeed, the sound of the metal plate of the reed inside the line rubbing was close to his ears, giving Gao Qian a hint......

This should be regarded as Cen Chi's biggest omission in the whole plan of "strangling high diving".

But this mistake cannot be regarded as Cen Chi's omission.

Because even the officials of the Ministry of Industry who presided over the system of zuò this box. I'm afraid I couldn't have expected that just a general in the Prime Minister's Mansion would know how to destroy this artifact!

Gao Qian finally remembered what was wrapped around his neck. And where are its weaknesses.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and flew up and kicked Cen Chi out of the way by his side, and at the same time, one of his hands had reached into his sleeve and pulled out the sharp dagger that was tied to his forearm.

His other hand grabbed his neck indiscriminately, grasped the body of the box that spit out the silk strings, and once he was sure that he was holding it correctly, the short dagger he was holding with his other hand immediately cut horizontally!

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didn't wait too long, and the former imperial doctor Wu Ze came back with a bowl.

"I asked Jiang Chao, and the rogue arrows were too rusty. I thought about boiling this bowl of medicine to prevent the wound from becoming malignant. Wu Xue explained as he approached.

Lin Shan said with a smile: "Doctor Lao is bothered."

"It's only a day or two to bother." Wu Ze smiled indifferently, "Go into the house and sit down and drink again." ”

The two entered the room and sat down at the table. Lin Shan took the medicine bowl and blew the hot air, and then drank it dry in one gulp.

Wu Ze touched his chin and beard, pondered for a moment and said, "What do you think you are drinking when you drink this bowl of medicine?"

After thinking for a while, Lin Shan said: "It's like drinking tea, it's a little bitter, but it's not difficult to talk about it."

Wu Ze said again: "Then how do you feel about drinking tea?"

"Tea is still tea." Lin Shan said calmly, "I think it's tea." ”

Wu Ze sighed. said: "It seems that only clear water is colorless and tasteless, and it will not change the essence."

Lin Shan thought for a while and said, "At the cost of losing my sense of taste, in exchange for the enhancement of my sense of hearing and smell, I should actually be able to earn it."

Wu Ze shook his head slightly and said: "This is pathological, it is not the same as exchange, you better be careful."

Lin Shan smiled. Didn't say anything more.

Wu Ze pondered for a while, as if he had something to say, but he just stopped talking for a moment, and didn't really say anything.

"That's all I can do." Wu Ze didn't linger any longer, took the medicine bowl and got up and went out. only lost a meaningless sentence, "You live in peace, don't run outside to toss around, don't disturb your rest, I'll go first." ”

He originally wanted to mention the matter of the bloody duck, but in the end he gave up, because he felt in a trance that if he hadn't even mentioned this matter to Lin Shan, then he should keep his mouth shut, and it would be the most appropriate.

But for what reason did you hide the bloody duck from Lin Shan? Wu Ze is actually not sure what the credentials for his decision are.

Lin Shan got up to send Wu Xue out of the house, standing under the eaves and looking at Wu Ze's back as he walked away, he suddenly felt that he owed a lot to this person.

If it weren't for what happened three years ago, Wu Xue would still be comfortable in Kyoto, and he would not have been expelled from the Imperial Medical Bureau, and his reputation would have been ruined so much.

This kind of affection didn't linger in Lin Shan's heart for long, because soon two more people entered the courtyard, directing his spirit to another thing.

Jiang Chao and Shan Liang walked in together, looking at the stack of papers in Jiang Chao's hand, the handwriting was relatively sloppy, which showed that the writing speed was hasty, and it should be the result of the interrogation of the two rogues.

"The villaged office 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 equipment was 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 contents were 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 quickly. There was a convincing 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 did the adults decide to do with the two rogues who confessed?"

"I just saw their shots. Brutal and non-negotiable, each must be 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, oppresses the good, plunders the village, and the bad habits have become a common practice, 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 women and children are not killed, and they are cleaner. ”

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 be able to live, and their husbands and families will do evil." Once you don't have the protection of the village, even if you don't starve to death, you have to be tortured by people 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. This is much more valuable than killing these women and children outright. 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 if it was wrong for him to kill all the people he had just built. At this time, Lin Shan's advocacy of staying alive is not right.

Lin Shan took out the seals he carried with him, put 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 Guanbei Mansion." The matter of material collection will be handled by the soldiers of the Kanbei 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. ”

Jiang Chao had no objections, but he did not immediately take the order to leave, but handed over the confession with Lin Shan's seal to Shan Liang beside him, and the matter was also transferred.

Seeing that Shanliang walked away, Jiang Chao turned his gaze, looked at Lin Shan, and said, "My lord, let's go into the house and talk in detail."

The two walked into the room, watched Lin Shan sit down on the recliner first, and then Jiang Chao sat down on the stool next to him, sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and then slowly said: "Big brother, I also tried out the things you ordered before." Although those rogues are fierce, they will attack you suddenly, and in addition to their own inferiority, as you might expect, there is indeed another reason. ”

After a slight pause, Jiang Chao relayed the results of his second interrogation of the two rogues to Lin Shan.

The reason why Jiang Chao repeated the interrogation of the two rogues who had already confessed was actually in accordance with Lin Shan's orders. However, the two guards involved in the first interrogation did not know anything about it.

This is because the repeated interrogation is related to Lin Shan's search for his junior brother, and for this matter, only Jiang Chao knows about it in the current residence, except for Chen Jiu.

After listening to Jiang Chao's reply, Lin Shan fell silent.

Jiang Chao waited for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Perhaps...... Mr. Cen went to Shakou County, estimated the time, and now it is too late to find out. ”

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After a few days of trekking through mountains and rivers and sleeping in the open, Mo Ye was a little surprised to see that the killer actually took her to stay.

But soon she noticed something else.

The killer took her into the store so generously, paid for the room, and didn't untie the ropes on her hands and feet the whole time. Although the iron chain is wrapped with hemp rope outside, walking in the field, the sound of the iron chain hitting the ground is very small, but now that he has entered the inn with many people, this guy is not shy about it?

When going upstairs, the chain tied to Mo Ye's ankle hit the wooden staircase, and the "clang" sound was very obvious. However, she was even more surprised to find that there were a few guests who were eating in the main hall of the inn, and only one or two people glanced at her lightly and then withdrew their gaze. The rest of the people were even more like nothing.

It seems that the righteous deeds of the heroes of the rivers and lakes are unlikely to happen here, even if there is...... It is estimated that it is no match for this killer. Mo Ye thought silently in her heart, although she felt regretful, as if she had lost another chance to escape, but she didn't have much hatred to blame these people for being unrighteous.

She understands that in this kind of sincerity where people come and go and their identities are complex, the indifference of others is mostly a means of self-preservation, and although righteousness and courage are called righteous acts, they are not everyone's obligations.

But at this moment, Mo Ye, who was halfway up the stairs, heard a more violent "bang" coming from outside the door of the inn, and most of the attitudes of several guests in the inn changed immediately......

She wondered in her heart: Who is so pompous? It seems to be shackled, too...... At this point, the person outside the door also walked in, and it was actually ...... Official errand! ——

ps: This article is not an easy article, this chapter is a watershed in the plot, but it is still not easy, and it may be heavier later.