"Is it the recent serial murder case in the capital? I've heard that they've killed a lot of scholars, and they're not going to starve us here, are they? The more the little scholar spoke, the more uneasy he became, "I can't die, I haven't done a scientific examination yet, I haven't got ahead yet, and I still have an old mother to support!" ”

"It's so miserable~" Seeing his cowardice, Gu Shu swallowed his voice and agreed, "I guess they really want to lock us up in this airtight room and starve us to death." ”

The little scholar's face turned pale, and he suddenly felt a gust of wind in his back, "Really, really?" ”

"Of course, the murderer has lost his conscience, what is there not to do? I guess you've given them new ideas......"

Gu Shu looked up and muttered to himself, but his voice clearly penetrated the air around him-

"Kill people and throw corpses, pat your ass and leave after causing a riot, or mix in the crowd and look coldly at your carefully arranged murder scene like a treasure that has been hidden for a long time and be broken......"

"When the corpse was found, the people were panicked, the officers and soldiers were at a loss, and the criminal department was crumbling, while they hid in the most smelly ditch, with mosquitoes and flies, rewarding meritorious deeds, laughing and scolding to find the next unlucky ghost, and thinking of the thief to stimulate ......"

The fluttering tail note disappeared into the empty room, the sharp dissection disappeared without a trace, the sun was shining outside, but the back of the sun was still cold and terrifying.

The little scholar lowered his eyes and whispered, "It's really exciting......

"There are even more perverted ones," Gu Shu chuckled, suddenly changed the subject, and asked, "Do you know what the dead scholars have in common?" ”

The little scholar raised his eyes to look at him, "What? ”

Gu Shu's dark eyes seemed to be smiling, he suddenly smiled, retracted his gaze and said, "I won't tell you~"

"Talking so much, I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while, and then talk together when the people are together, it's more exciting......"

The little scholar really didn't speak anymore.

After a stick of incense.

There was a sound of a door locking outside.

The little scholar called out to him with a white face, "It seems that someone is here, is it here to save us?" ”

Gu Shu didn't raise his eyelids.

The door was locked, and several men of five big and three thick walked in outside, each of them carrying an axe in his hand, and blood was dripping from it.

The sticky blood dripping into the dust, which frightened the little scholar and trembled, "Gu Gongzi, help, don't sleep, wake up quickly......"

"Be quiet!"

The tall man at the head has a scar on his face, which runs diagonally through the corner of his right eye from his chin, and his face is hideous, and his voice can make a child cry incessantly.

The little scholar's eyes were red, and he trembled and shook into a sieve.

The scar man strode over and stuck the big axe on the ground next to Gu Shu, banging, "You, don't play dead for me!" ”

Gu Shu squinted at him.

"Boy, you are also a smart person," the scar man rubbed the hilt of the knife, "Gu Shu, for the sake of you being the last, how do you want to die, your grandfather will fulfill you!" ”

Gu Shu's face was still indifferent, his tepid attitude was diametrically opposed to the stinky scholars who cried for their fathers and mothers before.

The scar man lost his pleasure, his eyes rolled, and with a click, the big knife was put on the neck of the little scholar next to him, "This is your friend, right?" If you don't want him to die, you just kneel down and call Lao Tzu grandpa? If Lao Tzu is happy, Lao Tzu may be able to let him go. ”

The little scholar trembled, and looked at Gu Shu with begging eyes.

"Oh?" Gu Shu looked at him, seemed to be smiling, and actually said, "Then you can cut it." ”

The scar man choked.

Little Scholar: ??