In the cool autumn and summer, sitting in the patio to enjoy the coolness, and then eating a few watermelons in the well water, it is simply a fairy-like day!

In the backyard of the prefect's mansion, the prefect of Song was half-leaning on the bamboo bed, and the concubine next to him used a silver spoon to dig out the sweetest part of the watermelon and sent it to his mouth.

It has been five years since he came to Liangzhou to be an official, he Song Xianzhi is not smooth enough, and his mouth is not sweet enough, so he was squeezed out of the border city, Liangzhou has a strong wind and sand, dry climate, no rich products, and the economy is not developed, if he can't throw his old wife in his hometown and take another concubine, his life is simply not fun at all!

However, in the past five years, he has acted cautiously, his sleeves are breezy, and there has been no major incident in Liangzhou.

The recent incident in Dongjiazhen made him nervous for many days, for fear that the people of Daxia would come to Liangzhou before he was transferred. Fortunately, a month or two has passed, and the rumor has faded a lot, and no one has heard of the traces of the Great Xia people anymore.

Let's hold on for another half a year! As long as nothing happens in the past six months, he can return to his hometown, what will happen to Liangzhou in the future, and what does it have to do with him Song Xianzhi?

Governor Song smiled and picked up the concubine's soft wattle, took a bite of the watermelon in the spoon, and sent the rest to the concubine's mouth, saying, "Good Bao'er, come and eat a spoonful with the master." ”

The little concubine Bao'er suddenly opened her lips, her eyes widened, her hand trembled with a spoon, and the watermelon fell off her skirt!

"What's wrong? Boa, what's wrong with you? Governor Song let go of the concubine's hand and asked, "But I hurt you?" ”

Bao'er made a sound of chattering teeth and stammered, "Old ...... Old...... Master...... You...... You have ...... behind you Ghosts! ”

Song Zhifu was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn back, he felt a cold neck and was put on his collarbone by a big knife.

"Strong ...... Heroes...... Spare your life! Something to say...... There's something to say! His body instantly stiffened, and he said tremblingly.

"The deity is not a strong man!" A milky voice rang out.

Song Zhifu was stunned, very surprised, how could he be a doll when he heard the voice?

As soon as he wanted to ask Bao'er about the appearance of the person behind him, the little concubine Bao'er shook her hands tremblingly and fainted. Governor Song opened his mouth, and finally closed it helplessly, with a steel knife around his neck, he didn't dare to look back rashly, and only said vaguely: "No...... No matter who you are, if you have something to say, I am the prefect of Liangzhou in the end, and my official body should not be humiliated! ”

"I don't care what prefect you don't know! Anyway, in a word, let Yang Zixi go! Otherwise, your whole family will be destroyed! ”

Song Governor: "......" is so familiar, where have you heard it?

"If you have a grievance, you should also calmly submit a complaint to the court, lynching, it's not good to be rash and impulsive, young people should not mislead themselves and others!" Governor Song found that the gangster behind him might not be an adult, so he gradually calmed down, although the knife on his neck was still there, he regained his courage and picked up the official tone. It's hard to say, can't he deal with a child?

"Stop talking nonsense to me! If you want to die, I will fulfill you. After Zi Du finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the huge steel knife waved past Song Governor's side, and in the blink of an eye, Song Governor's Mansion only felt that his body was light, and the bamboo bed collapsed with a bang, and he sat down in the broken bamboo, and the old chrysanthemum was almost exploded!

Reflexively jumped up, and before Song Zhifu had time to turn back, his shoulders sank, and the steel knife came back.

Okay! This time he understood, no matter whether the person behind him was a strong man or a doll, he was fast enough, and he was a literati, and he was not an opponent at all!

"Come on...... Someone! He was frightened and screamed hysterically.

But there were several screams, but nothing came except for an echo.

The guards inside and outside the prefect's house! What about the big-shouldered and round-waisted officials? Are all the people on duty dead?

"It's useless to scream, no one will come!" Twilight sneered, "You only have two choices, release them, or ...... Dead ......"

The voice of the last word dragged on for a long time, although it was a child's accent, it inexplicably made Song Zhifu almost pee out, and a rotten and decadent breath of death lingered on the tip of his nose, and it was like hell appeared in front of his eyes!

The familiar backyard of the mansion was gone, and the surrounding area had become a swarthy abyss, piles of white bones, a dark red sky, and the Yellow Spring Road was desolate and deadly silent. A group of undead souls were marching into the abyss, and he was in the middle of it.

The undead in front of him suddenly turned his face, and the skull with ghostly fire in his eyes smiled at him, so frightened that his soul flew away!

"Nope! No! Don't kill me! Song Zhifu's eyes were dazed, his body twitched in panic, and there were expanding traces of water on his pants, "I will promise whatever you want!" ”

"As of tomorrow morning, if Yang Zixi can't be released from prison before dawn, you won't survive until noon." After Zidui finished speaking, he put away the knife and let go of the Song Governor's Mansion. Humble humans are just some illusions, and they are enough to make them collapse, which is really boring.

Song Zhifu only felt that the fear of death that was forced in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the wind of the summer night blew, blowing his soaked crotch cold.

Turning around, the courtyard was empty and familiar, and there was no trace of anyone.

Song Zhifu sat on the ground in a daze, stunned for a while, and his heart became more and more aggrieved. What does the case in the white day have to do with him? He didn't open his mouth more than five sentences from beginning to end, and he only knocked it twice, and the words were all said by the lawyer Qiao Zhenxing, and he was in the limelight! The most important thing is that he Song Xianzhi really doesn't have a cashier!!

Doctor Dong died when he died, in fact, it was not a homicide, it didn't have to be filed, more things were better than less, in Liangzhou, he only wanted to be safe and sound, not to have outstanding political achievements, and he never thought of using this case to win political achievements, no, the little girl was just imprisoned, and she didn't even go to prison, and she didn't even take care of the punishment, and she still had food in the cell at night! Is he wronged?

The little concubine Bao'er woke up slowly, stood up unconsciously, frowned and whispered, "I...... I...... How did I faint? ”

Governor Song was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Have you seen the appearance of that assassin just now?" ”

Bao'er's eyes widened, and she said in surprise: "Assassin? What assassin? ”

When the Song prefect heard this, he unconsciously shuddered again. It's like a ghost, and he still has heart palpitations at the moment, isn't it really a ghost?

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The first apprentice is about to appear, oh oh oh! I'm so excited!!!!