Chapter 43: Haze

At night, except for the maid who had to serve the master, everyone else closed the door. Of course, there are long nights, and there are those who can't bear the loneliness.

In the hazy moonlight, the two figures sneaked out of the lower room, and tiptoed towards the back of the Xiangfu rockery. Then came the man's heavy gasps and the woman's small moans.

A black shadow suddenly appeared on the rockery like a ghost, the cold moonlight stretched the figure of the man very long, and the scimitar in the black shadow's hand shone with a cold light in the moonlight, like a soul messenger crawling out of hell.

After a cold light, a pillar of blood was seen. At the same time, the black shadow disappeared in an instant, just like when it came. The night returned to its usual silence, and the cold moonlight still flowed in every corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

On the second day, there was a scream, and the people were panicked. For this reason, Shui Xuanyi sent additional guards to patrol, which was originally a heavily guarded prime minister's mansion, but now he couldn't even fly a fly in. Despite this, there are still people who have died one after another.

In the study, the atmosphere was weird, and the middle-aged man sitting on the chair had a gloomy face, his eyes were like an eagle falcon, and he could see that the spine of several people below was cold.

"There have been murder cases in the Prime Minister's Mansion one after another, but let's talk about it, how should the Prime Minister reward you?"

"The master spares his life, his subordinates and others have already sent people to investigate, and at first they can find some clues, but later, they ......"

Listening to the excuses of his subordinates, Shui Xuanyi suddenly became angry, although he was already angry in his heart, his face was still silent, and his voice was still majestic and calm: "Waste, you can't even do this little thing, what's the use of supporting you?" His sharp gaze glanced at the old man on his left, who had only been contemplative from beginning to end.

The old man sighed lightly, stepped forward and bowed down and said: "The master is angry, it's not that his subordinates haven't found some clues before, but the more he investigates, the more he finds that everything that follows is far beyond the ability of his subordinates and others." ”

Hearing this, Shui Xuanyi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, apart from those two people in this world, what else can be difficult for you to live in the middle of the world." ”

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "The master is too elevated to his subordinates, and his subordinates are just in vain." ”

"After all these years, you still haven't changed, and you're still so humble. However, in your judgment, who do you think did this? ”

"The subordinates guessed that this matter had absolutely nothing to do with that person." Wine in the sky with a determined face.

"How so?"

"Before, there was a man in black who was injured by the secret guards in the palace, and he was about to fall into the trap we carefully set up, but halfway through, a group of well-trained killers rescued the man. While cleaning up the site, the token was found in the hands of a brother. As he spoke, Jiu Zhongtian took out a bronze medal from his bosom and respectfully handed it to Shui Xuanyi.

After receiving the token, Shui Xuanyi's heart trembled suddenly, the hand holding the token trembled violently, and a trace of hatred suddenly flashed in his deep eyes.

It was her, it turned out to be her again. He will never forget that bloody and desperate night eleven years ago. Because that night, he lost everything.

Jiu Zhongtian, who lowered his head, didn't notice Shui Xuanyi's strange appearance, and still said in a deep voice: "When I was a child, my father inadvertently saved a seriously injured man, and that man had a token on his body that was exactly the same as this one. It's been too long, and his subordinates can't remember what the man said, but what he said before he died, his subordinates will never forget. ”

Removing the thoughts in his eyes, Shui Xuanyi looked at Jiu Zhongtian with heavy eyes, and said, "What did he say?" ”

"He told me that this thing was a matter of important secrets to the imperial court, and that I must hide the token in a place where no one could find it, otherwise, the entire wine village would not want to live. At that time, I didn't think so, and I didn't think that a small brand could kill hundreds of people in the wine village. It wasn't until the year after the man's death that a group of strange people moved into the wine village, and the next day, when I woke up, the huge wine village was frighteningly quiet, and it was later learned that in one night, more than a hundred people in the wine village had lost their lives at the hands of that group. ”

There was a thick desolation in the voice of the wine in the sky, and the cloudy eyes shone with the light of memory. Those childhood playmates have long since turned into white bones, and his old body is drooping, but he can only live in the memories of yesterday, and bear the condemnation of conscience day and night.

Everyone present couldn't help sighing, they couldn't imagine that this strange wine Zhongtian, who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, would have such an unforgettable past.

At least two shifts a day in the future!!! Two more on weekends!!!