Through the dim twilight, I saw that the house in front of me was quite imposing. The courtyard wall of a color of blue bricks to the height of the ground, the houses are carved with bucket arches, and the eaves are winged, although they are not called very majestic, but in the dark night, there is a bit of gorgeous atmosphere. Looking at the scale of this house, it can accommodate thousands of people lying on the ground.

Shen Hou has always been used to playing in front of him, and he can also go forward at this time, and just reached out to touch the knocker on the auxiliary head, when suddenly as if it was hot, he suddenly shrank back suddenly, and jumped back sharply. Everyone was stunned, Ji Duoyou drew his sword to protect Ji Hu, and everyone's puzzled and inquiring eyes turned to Shenhou.

Shen Hou swallowed a saliva with difficulty, stretched out his right arm straight, and said, "There is blood on it!" ”

His voice was not loud, but everyone present had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, and they couldn't help but explode when they heard it.

Zhao Bohu calmed down and walked forward slowly. The house must have been built for a few years, and the door was covered with a large piece of vermilion paint, and the knocker of the auxiliary head was stained with something like ink, and the door was hidden, and the inside was swarthy, like a dark trap. Zhao Bohu touched the door knocker and twisted it carefully with his hand, the thing was wet and sticky, with a heavy bloody smell.

He nodded at Ji Tayu and made a scattered gesture as the archers wound their arrows. Duoyou kicked the door open, and the people parted on both sides, and there was no movement in the door. A gust of wind swept by, and the door knocker struck the door panel with the wind drumming and sucking, making a palpitating "dangdang" sound.

Ji Duoyou ordered 500 elite soldiers to accompany him into the house, and the rest of the men surrounded the mansion on two floors. Everything was arranged, and the group stepped into the door, but saw that the footprints on the steps of the doorway were messy and messy. Walking further, the footprints disappeared, presumably because they were washed away by the rain.

Turning the wall, under the railing of the corridor of the main house, there was a faint black shadow, motionless. Ji Duoyou moved closer and stabbed the black shadow with the tip of the sword in his hand. Ji Hu asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Duoyou------ what is that?" ”

Ji Duoyou slowly stood up straight, the armor of the armor made a soft "clanging" sound, and said lightly: "It's a dead man!" ”

"It's a dead man!" A few people couldn't help but scream, and it was chilling to hear it in this silent and strange deserted house, or even with a curling echo.

A few drops of water dripped from the eaves of the porch to Shenhou's face, and he rubbed his face for a while, calmed down, walked to Ji Hu's side, and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, this family must have been robbed, and everyone is dead." Let's quit, it's not good for the murderous house! ”

Ji Hu didn't say anything, just looked at Zhao Bohu, who was lying on the ground studying the corpse. I saw him take out the bamboo arrow in the quiver on the dead man's back, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and whispered: "Light the torch!" ”

The sergeants lit the torches and saw more clearly. The man on the ground, dressed in black, held a bow in his hand, and the index finger of his other hand was still hooked on the string, as if aiming for an arrow. There was a deep knife on his back, as if he had been pierced from behind, and he died of exhaustion.

"It seems that he was about to shoot a target in the main house when he was suddenly attacked from behind and died." Zhao Bohu looked in the direction of the main house and stepped forward.

Crossing the threshold, everyone made another "ah" sound, and there were four or five corpses lying in this room. Three of them, like the dead man outside, were dressed in black and held knives or swords in their hands. The other two have broken hair and tattoos, which are clearly people of different races.

Suddenly, Zhao Bohu snatched a torch, crouched down in front of one of the corpses, and carefully observed it for a long time. At the end, he sighed: "It's him!" ”

Ji Duoyou didn't know what to do: "Who is it?" Zimu, what do you see? Tell us about it! ”

Ji Hu also came to help: "Yes! Young Master, what the hell is going on? ”

Zhao Bohu stood with his hands in his hands, pointed to the three corpses of the black-clothed men on the ground, and said: "These people are in a group with the one outside, and it is estimated that they did it when they shot cold arrows at me on the Copper Green Mountain." ”

Shenhou was very puzzled: "Childe, how do you know such secrets?" ”

Ji Duoyou picked up an arrow and explained: "The shape, regulation, size, and toughness of this arrow are similar to the cold arrow in Tonglu Mountain, it seems that this group of people really did it." But why did they die here again? ”

"That's going to ask them." Zhao Bohu pointed to the two corpses with broken hair and tattoos and said, "Do you remember how many escaped mine slaves escaped on the lead green mountain? They should all be in this mansion. ”

"Young Master, we can all tell that they are Yiren, but how do you know that they are all mine slaves?" Ji Hu was very curious.

"The miners have been digging in the small mines for many years, their backs are bowed, and their fingers and knees are bent, unlike normal people."

Ji Hu and Duoyou squatted down to take a closer look and shouted, "Really! God! ”

"Obviously, these two groups of people had a fire in this house, and they fought each other to the death, inside and out. And this strong man," Zhao Bohu pointed to the corpse he had just looked at carefully: "It is the benefactor who saved me in Hanshui today!" He knelt down and solemnly kowtowed three times, and sighed: "Lord Shenhou, please order someone to carry him out well, buy a good coffin and bury him well!" ”

"No!" Shenhou led the people to find a stretcher.

Ji Duoyou frowned and asked, "In that case, it was indeed these mine slaves who hid the assassins and took them away at that time. Then they should be in a group, why are they fighting to the death now, why? ”

Zhao Bohu smiled faintly: "It's not them, it's him." ”

"He? What does this mean? Not to be outdone, Ji Hu asked.

"It's just one person who shoots cold arrows in Tonglu Mountain, otherwise it will be a random flight of arrows, how can you and I have lives? This is the only one who hides these miners, because he is a Yiren like them, so he will take the risk to protect him. As for why these two groups of people are here to get angry, I think it must be because of that person. The original group of dead soldiers fell out with this man for some reason, and the miners risked their lives to protect him, so they made it like this. ”

"Who? So important. Is the man dead? Is it in this house? But why did the mine slave protect the lone assassin against his master's will? Ji Tayu muttered.

Before Zhao Bohu could speak, Ji Hu had already grabbed the conversation: "Hey! I don't understand this, because at that time, E Shizi wanted to execute those mine slaves, and it was the young master who opened his mouth to let them live. He also wanted to repay the grace of saving his life. Not contradictory! ”

"When did you become so clever?" Zhao Bohu stroked Ji Hu's head, the child seemed to enjoy the taste, and shook his head very pleasantly.

Zhao Bohu retracted his hand and patted Ji Duoyou's shoulder: "Go!" Let's look back and forth, and I guess there will be more to discover! ”