Last night's pouring rain had almost washed the earth, and the bamboo outside the window was verdant and dripping, and water beads were dripping down, and the wide open windows and doors were covered with soaked veils, and the color also changed from bright crimson to the color of pig liver.

Not to mention the dried blood stains on the ground, which are hard to ignore.

Jiang Banxia frowned and lay on his back in the chair, his lips pursed together.

"Get up." She kicked Cheng Bihe's back.

Cheng Bihe, who was being chased and killed in a nightmare, only felt a pain in his back, he was forced to open his eyes, and a young man in red was vaguely reflected in front of him, and the young man was white... It's like a ghost.

Cheng Bihe was trembling and howled: "Ghost! ”

"What the hell." Jiang Banxia gave him another kick, completely kicking Cheng Bihe from his confused state.

"You... How do you dress like this! Cheng Bihe no longer maintained his demeanor as a scholar, and immediately shouted: "I'm scared to death!" ”

Jiang Banxia glanced at the clothes on her body, there was nothing wrong, this was what she pulled out of Ma Wenrui's cabinet, except for the outstanding color, there was nothing else, it was just an ordinary robe.

Cheng Bihe, who had palpitations, peeked at Jiang Banxia with his eyes.

"Get up, go outside and get some water and come back." Jiang Banxia touched his forehead with his hand, and it seemed to be a little burning.

Cheng Bihe, who was lying on the ground, struggled and said, "You untie me first." ”

"Untie?" Jiang Banxia raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Okay." ”

As she spoke, she picked up the big knife in her hand and slashed at Cheng Bihe.

"Don't!" Cheng Bihe was swinging, and seeing the knife reminded him of the terrifying appearance of this person harvesting human heads last night, almost a human head with a knife.

Cheng Bihe let out an exaggerated scream, seeing that there was an extra puddle of yellow liquid under him, which was full of commotion.

"Poof" Jiang Banxia's hand fell, and the rope tied to Cheng Bihe's body broke in response, she sneered: "Look at your little talent, you are a scholar in vain." ”

"I..." Cheng Bihe trembled and wanted to explain himself, but the puddle of liquid under him made it difficult for him to open his mouth to justify.

The pride of being a scholar made him lose everything in one day.

Simply Cheng Bi and the broken jar were broken, and he didn't pretend anymore, and sat directly on the ground.

Jiang Banxia said quietly: "Don't lean back." ”

Cheng Bihe turned around to look at the neatly arranged dead bodies on the ground, each of them hideous, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, trembling twice, and almost collapsed.

"It's all dead, what are you afraid of?" After speaking, Jiang Banxia stood up with a chair, she put the knife back on her waist, looked at the gradually whitening sky, and said, "Change your clothes, let's go." ”

After a night, according to Lu Cheng's attention to this case, he will definitely send someone to hurry up.

At this time, it is still in the future, and I am afraid that things will change.

The certificate must be saved, and Jiang Banxia decided to take Cheng Bihe back to Kyoto first.

But Cheng Bihe refused to go with Jiang Banxia, he stiffened his neck and threatened that even if Jiang Banxia killed him, he would not leave the academy for half a step.

"Really?" Jiang Banxia immediately punched him and asked, "To go or not to go?" ”

"Don't go." Cheng Bi and hard airway.

Another punch to the face: "Do you want to go now?" ”

"No... Walk. "His nostrils were bleeding from the beatings.

When she first entered Beizhen Fusi, the people inside taught her a truth - that is, fighting.

If you can't beat it once, you can beat it twice, and there are always people who can't stand it and tell the truth.

"Can I go now?" Jiang Banxia asked.

Cheng Bi's nose and face were swollen after being beaten, and he lay on the ground and kept humming: "Can... Yes..."

"Get up and hurry if you can." Jiang Banxia loosened her wrist guards, her hand raised a little, and Cheng Bihe was frightened and stepped back unconsciously.

He was really afraid of this person, and he definitely didn't want to experience the feeling of that fist on his body!

Jiang Banxia replaced the horse on the road with an old farmer for a donkey, and asked for a hat to buckle on his head.

Cheng Bihe disagreed with her practice of exchanging horses for donkeys, and the price of horses and donkeys were not the same grade at all.

This is an absolute loss, and it is also a blood loss.

But he only dared to think in his heart, not to say it.

Jiang Banxia sat cross-legged on the donkey, she couldn't see her face with the hat on her head, but she knew that her situation was very bad.

The body was cold and hot, and it was estimated that the wounds that had been sewn up before were all cracked.

"Hurry up." Jiang Banxia urged that she must send the witness safely to Kyoto before she fell.

Cheng Bihe, who led the donkey, helplessly dragged the donkey and trotted all the way on the official road, and the passers-by who led him looked sideways.

On the other hand, He Qiaoyi, who was sent by Jiang Banxia to deliver the news, met a strange young man with a sword on his back when he was on the night road.

The other party stopped in front of him and asked inexplicably, "Are you Jinyiwei?" ”

He Qiaoyi was vigilant, he didn't bring anything to show his identity at all, how did the other party know that he was!

"You're nervous." The young man with the sword on his back smiled and said, "Then I didn't recognize the wrong person below." ”

He Qiaoyi immediately drew his knife and crossed in front of him, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

"I'm not going to draw my sword." The young man with the sword on his back suddenly kicked on the tree trunk on the side with his feet, and flew towards He Qiaoyi, his movements were so fast that he could hardly see how he jumped in front of him.

He Qiaoyi used all his strength to swing a knife, but the other party lightly caught his knife with two fingers!

The young man with the sword on his back turned around, and his knees directly pressed against He Qiaoyi's back, and the sudden pressure made He Qiaoyi stumble forward two steps unprepared.

A hemp rope passed in front of him without warning, and before He Qiaoyi could react, he was tied up by the young man with the sword on his back.

"I'm sorry." The young man with the sword on his back smiled at him, and then He Qiaoyi completely fainted in front of him.

………

"Ma Gongzi, the people have caught it." The young man with the sword on his back picked He Qiaoyi up and threw it at Ma Wenrui's feet: "What I promised, I don't know when Ma Gongzi will fulfill it?" ”

"What's the hurry" Ma Wenrui's face was hideous: "I, Ma Wenrui, can still lie to you!" ”

"It's good that Ma Gongzi remembers." The young man with the sword on his back said with a little displeasure: "I am a person in the rivers and lakes, and I should not interfere in the affairs of the official family, but today I made an exception for Ma Gongzi." ”

Although the young man with the sword on his back looked unhappy, he still patiently said his words carefully: "Please also ask Ma Gongzi to cash in the next matter as soon as possible." ”

Ma Wenrui said impatiently: "I'll talk about it when I'm done with these things." ”

"Then wait for the good news of Ma Gongzi." The boy with his sword on his back jumped out of the window and disappeared into the morning mist.

Ma Wenrui sneered, closed the window tightly with his backhand, and stared at He Qiaoyi, who was tied into a dumpling, his eyes were bloodshot all night, very gloomy and scary.

He kicked on He Qiaoyi's stomach, as if venting, his hands and feet were together: "Meng Zhuzhou, you yin me, I will make you feel better?" ”

Ma Wenrui beat He Qiaoyi almost like crazy, and an almost crazy smile appeared on his face: "My cousin is the prince!" No one can touch me Ma Wenrui! No one! ”