"Nonsense!"

Ma Ding glared at him angrily:

"You think I didn't know he was killed, but what about the evidence!"

"Without evidence, who dares to say that this monk was killed by Song Xuanrong's order."

"Unfounded, if I dare to say this, believe it or not, Song Xuanrong can directly send me to the prison of Dali Temple on the charge of slandering the important ministers of the court!"

The man was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

Ma Ding glared at him fiercely, and when he turned his head to see Hui Ci's corpse, his face was faintly pale, and his heart was even more panicked.

Song Xuanrong's words just now were very clear, he would definitely investigate the matter of their trespassing on the Song family today.

If Hui Ci could go back alive, he would naturally not be afraid.

Even if he wants Song Xuanrong to be unlucky, King Yu will keep him as a "witness".

But Huici died, and he couldn't explain to King Yu when he went back.

Song Xuanrong is obviously not as gentle as he used to show, but he is a ruthless person.

Once the matter is really big, King Yu will never tear his face with the Ministry of Rites for such a small knife head as him.

In order to appease Song Xuanrong and protect Hu Jinhai.

When the time comes, the king of Yu will directly push him out as an outcast.

Ma Ding was a little flustered in his heart, he gritted his teeth and asked people to carry Hui Ci's body and turn around and want to leave, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air beside him.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed a small paper bag in his hand.

Ma Ding's face changed, and just as he wanted to throw things out, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Throw it away, and you'll die."

Ma Ding's palms trembled, and he subconsciously grasped the things in his hand.

The voice was low and fluttering in his ears, as if someone had an ear attached to him.

"Today, you broke into the Song family and hurt Song Xuanrong's face, Song Xuanrong will repay him, he will not let you go."

"If you don't do what King Yu wants you to do, I'm afraid it will push you out."

"If you want to save your life, give this thing and Huici's corpse to King Yu, and King Yu will naturally keep you safe after seeing it."

Ma Ding listened to the sound that suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared, and raised his head sharply.

There was a crowd all around, full of onlookers.

He couldn't tell whether what the man had just said was true or false, and he didn't know who said it.

The voice came again.

"King Yu is suspicious, you just need to say that you found something on Huici, don't say what you shouldn't say, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you if you die."

"Who are you?!"

Ma Ding's eyes were full of gloom, and he looked at the people around him.

The person next to him was startled by Ma Ding's sudden appearance: "Boss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ma Ding looked at him: "Did you hear someone speak just now?" ”

The yacha was inexplicable: "What do you say?" ”

Ma Ding was suddenly shocked.

He had heard that some masters could transmit sound into the secret and avoid people's eyes.

But he didn't know any of this kind of masters.

Why did the man help him?

Ma Ding hesitated, looked down at the thing in his hand, and hesitated whether to believe the man.

"Boss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

The voice of the man next to him woke Ma Ding.

Ma Ding looked at the crowd around him that slowly dispersed, remembering the character of King Yu and what Song Xuanrong said before.

gritted his teeth and suppressed the doubts in his heart, and carefully put away the things in his hand.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the Song family."

"Don't linger here, let the brothers carry the people back to the yamen first."