Although Li Donghai is a native of the rivers and lakes, he doesn't like to ride horses, and he always feels that riding horses is not enough to reflect his identity as the young pavilion master of Wanyuan Pavilion.

So every time he travels, he takes a sedan chair, no matter how far away.

This time he came to Zhenhailou by sedan chair, so naturally he also had to take a sedan chair back.

It is precisely because of the sedan chair that the speed of travel is really not fast, and the group has to go from day to night.

Li Donghai was so depressed that he opened the sedan curtain and asked outside, "How long will it take to arrive?"

Ma Liu, who was carrying the sedan chair in front, endured the pain and gasped twice, and replied, "Young master, there is still an hour to arrive."

Li Donghai stretched out his head, looked at the starry sky, and couldn't help but scold, "Dog thing! Isn't it quite fast when you go? Why is it so slow to go back?"

Ma Liu's face was already pale because of excessive blood loss, and he could only explain helplessly: "The young master is angry, it is really that the brothers are injured, which affects the speed, you bear with it a little longer, and we will arrive in an hour."

Li Donghai cursed twice and retracted his head, he scolded twice to get angry, and if he scolded too much, he would lose his identity.

He closed his eyes in the sedan chair to recuperate, and before he knew it, he was sleepy, and just when he was about to fall asleep, the side of the sedan chair was short, and he stopped.

The side that goes down is where Ma Liu is.

Disturbed by his dreams, Li Donghai cursed angrily again: "Ma Liu! You've got itchy skin, aren't you? Let you kill Zhang Lu You are not an opponent, why is it that even the sedan chair is too bad now? You dog!"

As soon as Li Donghai's voice fell, the rest of the sedan chair also fell shorter, which made him feel really angry, so he opened the sedan curtain and shouted, "What happened?"

Strange to say, the subordinates outside were all standing there, and the torches in their hands were still burning, but no one answered.

"I see you're all very capable! When I return to Wanyuan Pavilion, I will definitely let my father pick your skin!" Li Donghai was even more angry, and got off the sedan chair while scolding.

But when he came down, all the men around him were gone, and the torches that were still burning just now disappeared without a trace.

Around the East China Sea, there is only endless darkness.

The cruelty on his face was gone, and only endless fear remained.

He trembled slightly and called, "Ma Liu, open teeth, you guys are coming out, I won't scold you, don't scare me!"

Li Donghai looked around and listened, listened and listened, but no one answered him at all.

The cold hairs on his back stood up, and his footsteps kept poking back.

He didn't take two steps back before he tripped over something, and after a while, he found a subordinate lying on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and shook it for a while, but the man didn't respond.

And Li Donghai also felt that his hands were a little warm and a little wet, he couldn't help but put his hands in front of him, and only by a little starlight could he see that his palms were red.

This blood is under his own hands, so his own men are dead?

Originally, seeing dead people was not a terrible thing for Li Donghai, but the things were too weird, and the darkness around him also increased his fear.

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Li Donghai couldn't help but crawl backwards, he couldn't tell the direction now, he just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But as soon as he climbed two steps, he touched a corpse again, and his pale face reflected an extremely indifferent starlight, this time Li Donghai saw it clearly, who else could this corpse be if it was not Ma Liu?

Li Donghai's heart finally collapsed, he knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, in his thoughts, to be able to kill so many subordinates quietly, probably only gods and ghosts can do it.

I don't know how many kowtows, Li Donghai's forehead has seen blood, he has done too many bad things in his life, for fear that some powerful ghosts will come to him to ask for his life.

He burst into tears and kept begging, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I will do good deeds in the future, and I will do good deeds every day!"

But no one around him answered him at all.

The night was somewhat cool, a breeze blew, and Li Donghai was also shivering, as for whether he was scared or really cold, I'm afraid only he knows.

Fear gradually spread in his heart, and just when Li Donghai felt like he was going crazy, he finally heard a sound.

It was the faint sound of footsteps, coming towards him from far and near.

Li Donghai's heart is extremely complicated, on the one hand, he is already very afraid of this dark night, hoping to hear some sounds and see some living people, but on the other hand, he is afraid that this footstep is made by the ghost who is looking for his life.

With mixed feelings, he just looked forward to it.

Footsteps stopped in front of him.

The man took out a torch and lit a torch.

Although this person's appearance looked a little ugly, Li Donghai could still tell that what was in front of him was not a ghost, but a living person.

Of course, if Zhang Lu was here, he would definitely exclaim, because he was still familiar with this ugly-looking person, who was a man with a thousand faces.

Li Donghai's lips trembled, and he said, "Help me!"

The thousand-faced man did not move, but took out a token from his bosom, and by the swaying light of the torch, Li Donghai clearly saw that the word "Jinyiwei" was written on the token.

The people of the rivers and lakes are reluctant to have an intersection with Jinyiwei, but at this moment, Li Donghai regards Jinyiwei as the only straw.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, pleading earnestly in his words, "Please also ask the Lord of the Jinyi Guard to save my life."

The man with a thousand faces shook his head, raised a embroidered spring knife, and asked, "Have you ever seen this knife?"

Li Donghai looked at it carefully, and then said in surprise: "I've seen it, naturally I've seen it, this is Zhang Lu's knife, did the adult kill Zhang Lu and fall his knife?"

Li Donghai's language was full of excitement, and he only felt that the humiliation in his heart had eased a lot.

The thousand-faced man squatted in front of Li Donghai, shook his head lightly, and said, "This knife is called the Embroidered Spring Knife, and all Jinyi guards will be equipped with one."

Hearing this, Li Donghai suffocated suddenly, and thought of some extremely terrifying possibility, "Zhang Lu is also Jinyiwei?"

The thousand-faced man nodded, and finally said, "You are finally smart, Li Donghai, you are too arrogant, and you take your Wanyuan Pavilion too seriously, you shouldn't have done anything to Zhang Yuan."

How could Li Donghai have thought that Zhang Lu was a Jinyi guard, if he knew, even if he was given eight guts, he would not dare to do anything to Zhang Yuan, and he would take it upon himself to tie up Chu Xiyao and send him to Zhang Yuan's bed.

He slapped himself in the face, as if he didn't think it was enough, and then gave himself another slap.

"I have eyes and don't know Taishan, I shouldn't offend Zhang Lu, no, I shouldn't offend Lord Zhang, please ask the Lord of Jinyiwei to bypass me!"

Night rivers and lakes.

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