"And Brother Jing, he is a real gentleman, under the nine springs, I will thank him again."

His voice gradually lowered and became inaudible, "I missed too much, but in this life, I am still ...... No regrets. ”

With a thud, the glass fell to the ground, and there was no sound in the cell.

****

The night is getting darker, and the pedestrians on the road are gradually becoming scarce, but there are crazy galloping fierce horses rushing towards the street, frightening a few passers-by to dodge in a hurry.

Guangsheng rode his horse almost frantically, and there was only one thought in his heart - he couldn't let Ji Gang be executed like this!

This thought filled his heart, turned into boundless stormy waves, swept through his whole body, and turned into an infinite and violent force, it was simply a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas!

In front of him is Dali Temple, the guard in front of the yamen saw a horse galloping in, and was about to stop it, but he kicked two away, and the rest were crossed by the sword light in front of him, and his heart was scared after seeing the other party's devouring and fierce eyes.

Guangsheng rushed all the way and slammed open the iron lock of the prison door with the embroidered spring knife in his hand, ignoring his own tiger mouth and blood flowing, rushing in like a lightning speed, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, like a drum.

At the last turn at the end of the road, he finally came to the iron fence, but the scene he saw in front of him made his steps freeze, and he could no longer take half a step.

In the dim cell, the familiar figure curled up against the corner, its head hanging limply, its entire body stiffened, losing all breath and vitality.

"You're late, Marquis of Jining."

Someone stands in the very center. With his back to him, he chuckled softly in a voice that was so calm that it was eerie, "Or, should I call you the new imposing commander of the Jinyi Guard." ”

The man was dressed in a scholar's shirt. The long body is jade, like a Zhilan jade tree, and when he looks back, his smile is like a spring breeze, but there is a dangerous and vicious storm in the deepest part of his pupils.

"You were a step too late to see him off."

This sentence completely shattered Guangsheng's reason, and his anger surged, and his whole body was burned in a rage. Rushing to him like a ferocious beast, trembling and crouching down, he approached and stretched out his hand to visit. Hope to feel even a little snort.

He approached Ji Gang, trembling and unable to believe it—so indifferent and wild, his incomparably sober eyes in the drunkenness of the world, lost his former brilliance. Scattered and half-closed. It's like a qiē time freezes in a moment.

A deep sleep is forever.

For a long time, Guangsheng maintained that posture, squatting in front of the corner, like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

The next moment, he stood up, and the Jinchun knife came out of its sheath and slashed straight at the person who was standing! Gloam's eyes are bloodshot. It was terrifying, and the offensive was like a storm. Undying!

The blade swept through Jing Yu's throat, but Guangsheng didn't care about stabbing straight over, and was determined to repay it with his blood!

When there was a crisp sound, then sparks splashed everywhere! The opponent's cuffs instantly turned into crumbs, flying like a butterfly of death!

Blocking the blade turned out to be a short sword, black and shiny, hidden in the sleeve and hidden!

Under the impact of the blade, the short sword was hit by the embroidered spring knife, and a regret flashed in Jing Yu's eyes: this was one of the few relics his father left him.

"I came here by order, if you kill me, not only will you lose this life, but even Jinyiwei will not be able to escape the involvement."

Jing Yu's voice was not slow, but it provoked Guangsheng's murderous spirit to rise even more, and the blade that he didn't care about swung down, piercing his throat, and suddenly a little red suddenly appeared-

After the blade broke through the skin, it stopped.

Guangsheng's eyes turned blood-red, and the sound of wheezing was clearly audible in the silent cell.

With great difficulty, he clenched the hilt of the knife in his hand, and blood was dripping from his palm—what a force it took to control his killing intent!

Jingyu was secretly in his heart: he has been teased to this point, and he can still retain the last trace of reason, although this person is affectionate and sexual, he is also absolutely difficult!

At this time, Li Sheng's angry voice came from outside, and the guard's questioning, Jing Yu patted his sleeve neatly, and said with a slight smile: "It stands to reason that the corpse should be taken back for examination, but the two generations of commanders before and after your Jinyi Guard are so affectionate, I can be accommodating, and the work of collecting the corpse will be handed over to you." ”

He smiled softly, and then flew away, leaving only Guangsheng, silently kneeling in front of the corpse at the foot of the wall, holding up the cold body with both hands......

Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a mark dripping with blood in the brick crack at the foot of the wall!

In the darkness, he lit a fire, crawled to the front, cautiously looked at the small piece of blood, and then saw that there were no other wounds on Ji Gang's body, only the tail finger of his right hand was broken, and the skin and flesh were bleeding.

The clue in front of him was written behind the back by Lord Ji Gang at the last moment, breaking his finger bone - even then, he was still thinking about Jinyiwei and his junior!

He felt his nose sour, and the endless haze in his heart broke a hole at this moment......

The blood marks at the foot of the wall are not words, but a few circles and lines, if you don't look carefully, you are afraid that you will mistake them for scratches on the bricks, but Guangsheng does not think so - Ji Gang is a witty person, and what he left at the last moment must be a hint.

On the left is a circle hanging high, below is a boxy, he pressed his face to the ground, his eyes almost away, only to find that there seemed to be a lot of "human" glyphs carved with his fingernails.

What does that mean?

Guangsheng frowned and thought hard for a while, but he couldn't get the point, so he had to tear off the original copy of his robe, and the other stall also drew a square, with seven slightly thick strips below, a slight pause, and a striking round head was drawn with blood, these seven strips were meandering, staggered and horizontal, but they did not look like any road map, but short and clumsy, but like straight and long worms.

It's like a child's graffiti, but what does it mean?

****

It was already the middle of the night when Ji Gang was buried, and Guangsheng returned home tired, but he was holding his head and curled up on the bed.

His head was buzzing and his whole body ached—he was exhausted from the day's running and grief, but he didn't want to sleep at all.

In front of him lay a piece of clothing that he had copied from the spot—it had been more than an hour since he had been looking at it so well.

Suppressing his sadness, he couldn't grasp the implications.

Nearly three watches at night, suddenly there was a slight noise by the window, he vigilantly touched the short knife under the pillow, and the next moment he heard a familiar voice, "Cheng Jia, you are back." ”

It's Koo.

He breathed a sigh of relief and let her light the green porcelain lamp on a white background before getting up, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I'll come to see what's wrong with you--I heard that you came back in the evening and hurried out, and your face was very ugly--what's wrong, is something wrong?" (To be continued......)