Almost instantly, Dow & Pyoper reacted.

Wang Qi appeared here quietly, Su Chang's face that was not much better than crying, what was hidden behind it, he understood it at once.

Faster than thoughts are Duff & Phelps' actions.

Lurking in Guangde Temple for 12 years, chanting and sprinkling and sweeping on weekdays, so many pilgrims come and go, he is used to hiding, and he should be used to relaxing.

No one knows his background, so naturally there is no need to be vigilant all the time, and no one will be scheming to stab him.

But in this small year, Dao Heng left Guangde Temple.

The fact that he was able to leave the temple at noon on the day of the exposure without alarming anyone, and that he was able to do all kinds of things for his master during these days without showing a trace is enough to prove his sensitivity to crises.

The moment he saw Wang Qi, Dao Heng dodged away.

The sharp blade in Wang Qi's hand did not catch Dao Heng.

The hatchbacks are staggered, and the place is not spacious, but it is enough to fight for opportunities.

Dao Heng will not reason with Wang Qi, nor will he have a relationship with Su Changla, there is no need for that.

The master has already murdered him, and Wang Qi, a fierce knife, can only work and is not emotional.

Suddenly, Dao Heng remembered last night and thought of Cheng Xi's reminders.

At that time, he didn't take Cheng Xi's words to heart, and only felt that the other party was worried.

Now it seems that he is naïve.

has also followed the master for so many years, and when he was a monk ringing the bell in Guangde Temple, Cheng Xi served by the master's side from beginning to end, and he knew the master better than him.

To put it bluntly, whether it is pity or sympathy, Cheng Xi has these, of course, there are not many, just a little bit.

Cheng Xi mentioned it, but he would not disobey his master for him.

Wang Qi's knife was undoubtedly released by Cheng Xi.

Thousands of thoughts bypassed his heart, and Dao Heng's footsteps did not stop, heading straight towards Su Chang.

Su Chang's face turned pale with fright, and his legs trembled into a sieve.

But Dao Heng suddenly turned in front of him, and one flew towards the wall.

He's going to get out, get out of this shop, and once he's in the bustling West Street, he'll have a chance to get out.

Thinking well, Dao Heng couldn't get out of the courtyard wall.

When he stepped on the wall and was about to jump down, he saw a man.

The man was not far away, no more than six or seven paces away from the wall, and he was dressed as a young man with a trunk on the ground, and a target was erected on the side, which was full of sugar gourds.

As if alarmed by the commotion, the man looked up and looked at him with dark eyes.

For a moment, the face was expressionless.

The man looked at each other, but the man smiled wilfully.

Very shallow, with a slight increase in his eyebrows, he laughed mockingly and angrily, as if he had seen through everything.

Dao Heng's heart cooled.

When he saw Wang Qi earlier, he was more shocked than afraid, but at this moment, fear prevailed.

He didn't know the young man in front of him, but the other party was obviously prepared and was waiting here.

Is this another knife of the master?

Wang Qi blocked his retreat, and the knife was guarding the way he fled, one after the other, all blocked.

This moment was very short, but it was long enough, so long that a person with sharp intuition like Dao Heng paused, his body was faster than his thoughts, and he did not climb out of the wall, so he was caught by Wang Qi.

The sharp blade cut through Dao Heng's ankle, and when the center of gravity was unstable, Wang Qi dragged Dao Heng back into the courtyard.

This time, Duff & Phelps had no chance to escape.

Wang Qi slashed Dao Heng's hand knife and knocked the person out completely.

From beginning to end, except for Dao Heng, no one knew that there was a person guarding outside the courtyard wall.

The young man finished biting into a string of sugar gourds, picked up his crate, and walked away.

In the courtyard, Su Chang looked at Dao Heng who had fainted and smiled at Wang Qi flatteringly

laughed.

Wang Qi ignored Su Chang, opened the back door, carefully observed, summoned a sedan chair, threw Dao Heng in, and then squeezed in himself.

The sedan chair left, Su Chang closed the door, and his hanging heart finally fell.

Fortunately, the fierce and vicious Yama didn't kill in his shop.

Really let Dao Heng die here, can he still do his business?

Of course, the spice business is only an appearance, but how important the appearance is, this layer of skin on his body cannot be peeled off, otherwise, otherwise Dao Heng will be his end.

Although Su Chang is from Guyue, he has also heard some rumors.

He had been to Chenmi Hutong, and he also knew that when the house ended, the chess piece that lured the government was Dao Heng.

And Dao Heng is a dead chess piece that was skinned by a monk and targeted by the yamen.

Su Chang is just a businessman, and he doesn't know much about the partners in Su Yi's mouth, and he has only dealt with a few people under the other party.

Today, the other party cleaned his subordinates, he didn't want to get involved, but he was also afraid of being implicated.

Fortunately, everyone is gone.

And what happened to that Dao Heng monk, Su Chang knew it with his toes.

Isn't that wonderful......

How could there be a gold paper in Chenmi Hutong?

His gold paper was clearly in his hand.

Could it be that Su Yi also sent other people to that house?

On the other hand, the sedan chair passed through several alleys and finally arrived at Sidao alleys.

This area is a low-lying area in the capital, and the water accumulation was very bad during the heavy rain for several days, and because of this, the rent here is cheap, so many people come to the capital to beg for a living.

A house can be divided into three or four families, a real miscellaneous courtyard.

There are a lot of people, and naturally it is chaotic, crowded during the day, and there are many people moving around at night.

In such a situation, a sedan chair is not abrupt to come in, although everyone is poor, but can not stand many people, occasionally who has a sick person, but also have a sedan chair to move.

Wang Qi moved the unconscious Dao Heng into a house.

The occupants were busy with their own things, as if they hadn't seen them.

Wang Qi tied Dao Heng in the firewood room, and kept silent until the sun was in the west.

Dao Heng woke up, but he was stuffed with a veil in his mouth and couldn't speak at all.

He actually had nothing to say to Wang Qi.

Wang Qi had a conversation: "Don't blame my brother for doing it, it's you who are not cautious, and the master has to give up on you. However, after knowing each other for so many years, I will be quick in a while and give you a good time."

Dao Heng looked at Wang Qi coldly.

Wang Qi said, "I actually admire you very much, I have been a monk for twelve years, and I can't stand it for even half a month.

You see, you recite Buddhist scriptures every day, and you are stupid to read yourself, right? The Buddha said not to kill, do you really think that the master does not kill?

The master has been calculated like this once, and you have been bitten by the yamen again, and there will definitely be no way to live.

If I were you, I wouldn't run at all, useless, go to death honestly, and save some effort for my master.

Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of the yamen, you will have to suffer many more living sins."

Doheng lowered his eyes.

Yes.

Whether it falls into Shuntianfu or in the hands of Xu Jian, he will inevitably be guilty.

He will not betray his master, and he will inevitably be tortured with all kinds of torture instruments.

But he didn't want to die.

Even if the master wanted to kill him, he would never betray him, and when he fled before, he just wanted to give himself a way to live.

As long as you can escape, you will be completely incognito from now on.

Unfortunately, another knife blocked his way.

For a moment, Dao Heng wanted to ask Wang Qi what the name of the young man guarding outside the courtyard wall was, just by looking at those eyes, he knew that person was not easy to mess with.

However, Duff & Phelps couldn't make a sound.

And this thought flashed in a flash, and the next moment, Dao Heng didn't want to ask.

Based on his understanding of Wang Qi, Wang Qi may not know that there was another knife outside the courtyard wall.

Wang Qi didn't know that the master also ordered another knife.

Scold!

That man was young and lacked evil energy, but in time, the blade was sharpened to a silver light, and it was above Wang Qi.

Dao Heng thought that Wang Qi was ordered to kill him, so he should also leave a little surprise for Wang Qi.

Wait for Wang Qi to discover that sharp knife one day, tsk!

It's a good play.

It's also interesting to watch him from underground.

Night fell.

All the families are cooking rice, and all kinds of flavors are mixed together, but they cover up the bloody gas.

Wang Qi stabbed Dao Heng's heart without dragging his feet.

He did not draw his knife, but took off his blood-stained coat, changed into a clean one, and when he came out of the firewood room, he threw the changed clothes into the stove, and burned it completely in the crackling firewood.

Everything was packed up, and Wang Qi came out of the house.

The alleys are full of people who go home to eat, you come and go, and no one pays attention to who passes by.

Wang Qi was in a hurry, and he was not conspicuous in it.

A merchant came in front of him, he was old, and his steps were quite steady, because he had a lot of things, and people on the side would avoid it.

Wang Qi also avoided half a step, he didn't care about the merchant.

And what he didn't know was that the merchant who pretended to watch the road and avoided pedestrians glanced at him and imprinted his appearance deeply in his mind.

Early the next morning.

The door to the house was closed.

By noon, the neighbors were puzzled, and the enthusiastic old lady came and knocked on the door.

This kind of large courtyard where people live in groups is open during the day, and every family is like this.

After knocking for a long time, there was no movement, the old lady left in confusion, and knocked again in the evening, but there was still no response, so she greeted the neighbors.

In order to avoid accidents inside, a ladder was erected, and someone climbed in and opened the door.

Let's go in and take a look.

The big pieces are still there, the soft ones are gone, and there is no one left.

Just when everyone was confused, there was a scream from the side, which frightened people to the bone.

When I looked over, there was a man in the firewood room, who was already dead.

Dead people are big deals.

The news spread to Suncheon Mansion at once.

Shan Shen was still having a headache for the few nameless corpses outside the city, and when he heard that there was another murder in the city, one head and two big.

"What was the name of the deceased? What the hell is going on?" Shan Shen hurriedly asked the little official, "Where did you just say?" Four alleys?"

The little official hurriedly said: "It's the four alleys, the details are not clear, and the people came to report to the official, and they didn't say it in detail."

This is not unusual.

When encountering this kind of thing, the simple people are afraid and anxious, and often can't get to the point.

On the side, Xu Jian raised his head and asked, "Four alleys? When you first discovered Duff & Pyocons' whereabouts, was that there?"

"As soon as Grandpa Guo said it, I remembered it," Shan Shen said, "It's there, but Dao Heng is long gone."

After Xu Jian mentioned a sentence, he didn't say anything more.

He came to supervise the case of Chen Mi Hutong, and he did not interfere in other official affairs of Shuntian Mansion.

Even though, at this moment, he knew very well that it was Dao Heng who died in the four alleys.

Yesterday, Xuan Su kept staring.

Xu Jian's layout is very straightforward.

If there is a word in the East Palace, the eavesdropping stake will definitely deliver the news.

They check closely, and the people behind the scenes will not sit still.

Jinzhong can't reach it for the time being, Shi Zhe doesn't know if he asks three questions, and the other party must be strictly guarded against it, naturally it is the Guyue merchant.

Xuan Su had seen Su Chang walk out of Chenmi Hutong with his own eyes, but the other party didn't know it, thinking that they were still investigating.

After all, Su Chang is a native of Guyue, so he will not really be thrown out as an outcast, and the most likely to be given up is "Dao Heng".

Last time, the other party used Dao Heng to fish, but this time, it was really murderous.

Xu Jian saw through it, but he didn't mean to save Daoheng.

Dao Heng had been with that man for too long, he knew a lot of inside information, and he must be loyal.

It is precisely because he is too familiar with the other party's tail breaking that even if it is broken on himself, he will want to escape, but he will not betray it.

I've seen too much and I'm used to it.

If you want to dig out the news from Daoheng's mouth, it will not be easier than asking from the mouth of Wang Liuliu.

With the methods of Gonggong Cao, the king has not said a few words of truth for six years, and Dao Heng would rather die than confide in it.

Therefore, Xuan Su confirmed Dao Heng's death.

At the same time, Xuan Su saw the appearance of the person who did it.

In his early thirties, he is not tall, and his facial features are also very ordinary, and he is not conspicuous at all when thrown into the crowd.

The only thing that people can remember is that the man has a scar on his chin.

This is enough for Xu Jian to remember.

Moreover, Xu Jian's real target is Su Chang.

Seeing Dao Heng knocked unconscious and taken away, Su Chang panicked?

Let Su Chang panic for a few days, and it will be much easier to ask questions from this person's mouth.

After a short time, Shan Shen, who led people to Sidao Hutong, entered the house.

He went to the firewood room to check, and before he was done, Shan Shen only stood outside the door and looked at it, and did not go inside to disturb, and then walked around the house and called a few ordinary people to talk about things.

He examined it very carefully, and after examining the fatal wound in his heart, he began to examine his body from the beginning.

When he put his hands on his head and touched his scalp with his fingers, he immediately noticed the situation.

Feeling incredulous and excited, he ripped the corpse's hair open, and then he hurriedly exclaimed, "Your Excellency! Shan Lord!"

Shan Shen heard this, and hurriedly came over and asked, "What did you find?"

He turned his head: "Nine ring scars! He used to be a monk!"

Shan Shen's head buzzed, and he walked into the firewood room and looked down, "Your hair is so long? Whether the beard is real or fake, it is a bit similar to the portrait, is he Dao Heng?!"

Oh, my God!

Don't let his blind cat hit a dead mouse.

Dao Heng, who was not surrounded in Chen Mi Hutong, is now dead in his hands?

Is this work?

That's a piece of!

Shan Daren was so angry that he blew his beard.

What is the use of a dead body and not being able to ask a living word?

He's got to solve the case!

How is this broken?

Is it true that he is a fool and can't see that Dao Heng was thrown out to tease him?

Anger is angry, and the case has to be handled.

Compared with the situation where there was no progress at all in Chenmi Hutong, I have taken a step forward in front of me.

After determining that the dead man was Dao Heng, everywhere was busy.

The officials questioned in the four alleys, and moved the people back to the yamen for further investigation, and when Shan Shen returned to Shuntianfu, Wantang, who heard the news, also arrived.

Wan Tang squinted at Dao Heng placed on the floor tiles of the public hall, with a solemn expression.

"Treat us like fools?" Wan Tang squatted down and sighed, "I led people to dig in Chenmi Hutong for so long, and they threw such a thing out?"

Shan Shen had a cold face and said, "Look at your hard work, give you a fruit, tell you to harvest it when you see it, and dig it again to achieve no results."

Wan Tang was so angry that his beard was about to stand up: "I rarely have such a fruit?"

Wantang is not rare, and it is not so rare to be cautious.

Only Xu Jian clasped his hands on his chest, stood aside and said, "Two adults, the other party is so confused, this is being looked down upon."

Wan Tang was annoyed to hear this.

Shan Shen was also angry, but he didn't dare to scold in front of Fu Guogong.

Xu Jian said again: "It's not impossible to take Dao Heng to the imperial front to make a mission, after all, the two of you also know that most of this case will be solved in the end."

Shan Shen's anger dissipated all of a sudden, and the rest was powerless.

Oh, yes.

Regardless of whether the deposed prince Li Mi is behind him, the Guyue people or the Xiliang people, under such involvement, it is not easy for them to find out the bottom of the matter, and it is not possible to add a garrison yamen.

Wantang is also clear.

No matter how deep the investigation is, the credit may not be there, and there may be a lot of trouble.

But Na Daoheng's corpse was handed over and cut off, and he was a little unwilling.

Bai has been digging in Chenmi Hutong for so long.

The ability to catch people has not been improved, but the ability to farm has grown.

Thinking so, Wan Tang looked at Shan Shen: "It's not that I don't help you, Grandpa Guo is right."

Shan Shen wiped his face: "A Dao Heng, can you really make a difference?"

Wan Tang sneered, "Lord Shan has been busy these days? Although there is no time limit set by the Holy One, it ......."

Be cautious of a spirit.

Yes.

There is no time limit set by the Holy One, but the Holy One does not want to put it off again and again.

The things in Chen Mi Hutong can't get over, and the bad things in His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't get over either.

mentioning Chen Mi Hutong is equivalent to mentioning the absurdity of His Royal Highness.

His Royal Highness is just grounded, and the Holy Lord has no intention of continuing to punish the prince, and the people under them have done it over and over again, so why bother?

"Alas!" Shan Shen sighed, "Three days, I'll check for three days first, it's best to catch the murderer, if you can't catch it, I'll take the balance and pay the difference."

Wan Tang saw that he had figured it out, so he didn't say much, and left first after saluting Xu Jian.

Xu Jian said hello to Shan Shen and walked out of the court.

The clouds are so thick tonight that you can't see a few stars.

The night breeze in early summer is very boring.

Xuan Su walked over quickly and handed a piece of paper to Xu Jian.

He was not good at drawing portraits, so he could only dictate and find a trustworthy person to draw the person he met that day.

Xu Jian opened it, took a quick look, and closed the paper again.

"Give it to Chen ......" Xu Jian paused, then said again, and changed his mind, "Don't let Chen Gui run errands this time, you personally hand it over to the county lord and let her take a look."

Xuan Su was stunned.

Personally hand it over to the county lord?

At this time?

Xu Jian saw him stunned, and said, "Over the wall, you can't climb over the courtyard wall of the Sincerity Uncle's Mansion?"

Xuan Su touched the tip of his nose.

He can flip it in, and it just feels weird.