After Yuan Shangliu was killed by Wang Bodang with an arrow, more than a dozen of his crossbowmen had already become headless flies, and they were also the prey of Wang Bodang and Zhai Rang, who chose to be shrunken turtles because they didn't know how many people were outside, but the patience of the assassins was always limited.

Zhai Rang finally chose to use fire to force them to show their figures, and tonight, it was the night of the moon and the dark murder, and the wind was high and the sky was on fire.

When Zhai Rang lit the firewood that had been arranged with a torch, the seven or eight crossbowmen who had made up their minds to confront Wang Bodang finally jumped over the wall without accident.

If they had chosen to escape through the window at the beginning, perhaps more than half of them would have been able to leave calmly, after all, there were only Wang Bodang and Zhai Rang who besieged them, and the two of them stood together and could not take care of all sides.

After the fire broke out, if they made up their minds to break through the front door, Wang Bodang might not dare to block the edge of seven or eight people.

Sadly, the fire completely disproportionately disproportionately caused them to split into several directions to rush left and right, which allowed Wang Bodang to calmly shoot the three men who came out of the main gate.

Zhai Rang was obviously more resourceful than Wang Bodang, and after setting the fire, he hid behind the bushes by the backyard wall.

The crossbowmen who escaped from the fire were as anxious as lost dogs, and without exception chose to climb the wall and leave, which happened to fulfill Zhai Rang's leisurely work.

By the time Wang Bodang and Zhai Rang converged, the crossbowmen who had constituted an incomparable threat to Su You an hour ago had already died.

The fire suddenly spread by the wind, and the old man who guarded the door and a few little girls in the courtyard also reacted, the old man was anxious to look for Yuan Shangliu in various houses, and several women were trembling in the firelight wrapped in sheets

"It's good to have him help us find the assassins." Zhai Rang looked at the old janitor who had been scorched in many places in his clothes and hair, but still did not give up looking for his master, and said softly.

"A few of them aren't useful, are they?" Wang Bodang nodded, but pointed his bow at the women who were crying helplessly holding the quilt.

Zhai Rang couldn't bear to refuse, "Keep them, there's no need to kill them; It's almost time for the government to come, let's go. ”

"It seems that this old guy is in vain" Wang Bodang looked at the old janitor who was sitting down in the distance, and nodded with satisfaction.

The two helped each other out of the wall, and after a circle outside, they sneaked back to the inn.

"Most of them have been, I can't imagine that they have done such a desperate job." Looking at the raging flames in the sky above the Yuan Clan's courtyard half a mile away, Lu Zhongsu stood up excitedly.

Lu Sheng also stood up and said calmly, "They did it themselves, and this fire can be regarded as avenging the burning of the ship." ”

"Burning a ship is a burning ship, two different things." Lu Zhongsu shook his head, and was a little worried about the safety of Wang Bodang and Zhai Rang.

Father and son were anxiously awaiting their king's return when they finally heard the familiar sound of footsteps.

Lu Zhongsu opened the window, and Wang Bodang and Zhai Rang came in one after another.

"That's it?" Lu Sheng asked eagerly.

Zhai Rang nodded, and Wang Bodang said, "From now on, there is no Yuan Shangliu and his crossbow team in this world, but I haven't seen the person who assassinated Mr. in a hurry." ”

"Did the Assassins move when we returned?" Although this was expected, when he heard the news, Lu Zhongsu was still depressed.

While Wang Bodang and the others were talking about the whereabouts of the assassination, the assassin Zhang Mo felt the heat coming from above the basement, and at this time, the firewood in the entire firewood room was almost burned.

Zhang Mo felt the abnormal heat, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Uncle Guoli, what's the situation?" ”

Zhang Guoli shook his head and said worriedly, "This domineering third prince of Yuan, I'm afraid that he will be retaliated against by Su You, right?" ”

"So what do we do? Are you sure he didn't come back for me? Zhang Mo listened to Zhang Guoli's speculation, and immediately sat up, now he and Yuan Shangliu can be described as two grasshoppers on a rope, if he has an accident, maybe Yuan San Gongzi has no loss, but if Yuan San Gongzi has an accident, he doesn't even have a place to stay.

"Childe, don't be impatient, wait for me to go out and have a look." Zhang Guoli stood up firmly, and when he opened the door in the dark, a greater wave of heat rushed in.

"What's going to burn out there?" Zhang Mo thought so in his heart, but he could only wait anxiously, "It's really not the right time for this bone eye to be hit by an arrow in the knee, phew!" Don't let yourself be shot at any point! ”

Zhang Guoli pushed open the round stone lid that covered the passage, and when he looked out through a gap, he saw the old man sitting in a depression, and in the distance, several little girls in the courtyard hugged each other and cried at a loss.

As for the dozens of rooms that originally stood in this courtyard, seven or eight out of ten have long since been burned down

"Su You is really amazing!" Zhang Guoli sighed, pushed the lid hard to the side, and then revealed a head.

"Childe?" The old man at the doorman glanced at it, and just saw a head peeking out of the original firewood room, and hope was ignited in his heart, which made him finally have some strength to stagger over.

Zhang Guoli didn't know what the situation was outside, and thought that Yuan Shangliu and others ran away from the house where the monk couldn't run away from the temple and was burned, but when he saw the old man rushing to the door, he had to answer, "Brother, it's me." ”

"Eh, where's my son-in-law? Is he down there? Although the old man's eyes were a little dizzy, it was not so bad that even Zhang Guoli and Yuan Shangliu couldn't distinguish between him, but when he saw Zhang Guoli, he naturally thought that Yuan Shangliu should be down there, and he should be alive and well.

"Yuan San Gongzi?" Zhang Guoli had already walked onto the ground as he spoke, and he was about to ask the old man at the gate to learn more about what had happened in the yard just now, but he tripped over something and almost fell down.

When Zhang Guoli looked back at the things that almost tripped over him, he couldn't help but whisper, "Third Prince Yuan!" ”

"Childe?" The old man at the gate obviously stopped Zhang Guoli's whispering, and then knelt on the ground and gently wiped the ashes off the man's face on the ground, although he didn't want to believe that the person in front of him was Yuan Shangliu, but Zhang Guoli saw it at a glance, how could he not recognize it?

Yuan Shangliu's face had already been burned beyond recognition, but neither Zhang Guoli nor the old man at the gate would ignore a big mole at the corner of his mouth, which was shot with an arrow in the mouth, and then thrown to the edge of the firewood room and burned.

The old man at the gate slowly put down Yuan Shangliu, then turned around and grabbed Zhang Guoli's shoulder, shaking and howling, "It's all you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, how could the third prince be killed!" ”

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Guoli can understand the mood of the old man at the moment, in addition to losing the third prince who has watched him grow up since he was a child, he will also be charged with protecting the young master, anyway, the death of the third prince, he is not only emotionally difficult to accept, but even more difficult to accept reality.

"The third prince is dead, and you still ask me what happened." The old janitor couldn't tell what was going on, and if he had to say what was going on, he could only say that someone had lit a fire in the courtyard.

The two were entangled, but the courtyard was knocked open, and then forty or fifty military sweaters rushed in in an orderly manner, and the leader was Song Hao, the governor of Pengcheng County.

Song Hao's loud voice immediately sounded, "Protect the scene, bring all the living people over, and don't miss a single one." ”

Zhang Guoli had been entangled in what had happened just now, but in his anxiety, he never thought that the officers and soldiers would suddenly arrive, and it was too late to avoid at this time.

"Hey, you're not the one next to Zhang Junshou" Song Hao was obviously surprised when he saw Zhang Guoli.

Zhang Guoli had no way to hide, so he simply said, "I am Zhang Guoli next to the county guard, and today I originally accompanied my son-in-law to the third son's house as a guest, but I can't think of it."

"Childe?" Song Hao frowned, when Zhang Mo first arrived in Pengcheng, he happened to be in Zhang Xin's mansion, and he didn't expect that Zhang Mo would not spend the night in the county guard mansion after coming to Pengcheng, but came to the Yuan family's courtyard.

"My son-in-law was a little injured, and I settled him underneath, but the third son-in-law of Yuan was" Zhang Guoli pointed to the entrance of the basement, and said in a choked voice.

"Okay, since Gongzi is here, it's easy to say, let's escort Gongzi back to the county government first." Song Hao nodded, and was not in a hurry to ask what was going on here, anyway, the matter of solving the case was under the control of the county guard, and his son was the party involved.

"Alright, let's go back to the county office quickly." Hearing that he was going to take Zhang Mo back to the county office, Zhang Guoli was extremely depressed, how could he explain to Zhang Xin after he went back?

In front of Zhang Xin, he promised to send Zhang Mo back to the Eastern Capital; In front of Zhang Mo, he also promised that he would never intend to assassinate his father.

Zhang Guoli has only now discovered that the consequence of the left and right sources is that both sides are not pleased, but now there is no way to go except to send Zhang Mo back to the county office? Moreover, you have to be extra careful on the road, who is sure that Su You's people will not be ambushed in the middle of the road?

After several of Song Hao's personal guards arrived in the basement, they kindly persuaded Zhang Mo to get up and go back to the county office.

Zhang Mo replied firmly, "No, I won't go back, let Uncle Guoli send me back to the Eastern Capital." ”

In desperation, Zhang Guoli had no choice but to say bitterly in person, "Let's go back to the county office, it's no longer safe to go back to the eastern capital now." I know that Childe is afraid to face Ling Zun, how dare I face him? ”

Zhang Mo listened to Zhang Guoli's words, put himself in his shoes, but felt even more sad in his heart, and couldn't help sighing, "It's all my fault, if I succeed in one blow, why are we so disgraced as we are now?" ”

"Don't say anything, we can make a comeback and make a comeback, can't we?" Zhang Guoli wiped his old tears and said seductively.

"Well, I don't believe I can't kill him." Zhang Mo nodded and finally sat up.

Several of Song Hao's personal guards immediately helped him out of the underground cave and brought him a stretcher made of wooden planks removed from the bed he had slept in.

Zhang Mo lay on a stretcher, ashamed of it.