King Jin was even happier.

He believes that having an ally like Descanado with a deep city and a superior strategy is really easy to worry and effort, and it has a lot to gain.

Holding the list and evidence catalog in his hand, he only felt that the grievances that had been suppressed by the old fourteenth and the county lord Xian in recent days were suddenly released.

The future is promising!

"This king is holding a banquet here, waiting for Ah Mao to return."

With the help of his people, plus Mao's martial arts and Descartes' careful arrangement.

I believe that it will not be long before the good news of Kishishi's death will be brought.

……

Dongyi Pavilion.

Ono-san looked at the dagger inserted into his abdomen in disbelief, and the person who used the dagger, Shotaro Kishi.

"Why, messenger?"

Ono-san opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He knew that the knife had pierced him and that he would not survive, so he wanted to die.

Kishi Shotaro smiled grimly, and reached out to touch the key to open the gate of the deserted courtyard in his arms: "Ono-san, I brought you from the countryside of the Wa Kingdom to Kyoto on an errand, and I personally selected you to be my deputy, do you think I don't know your every move?" I've long found out that you have a different heart. ”

I found out a long time ago?!

Ono-san's eyes dodged, and his heart was empty.

He didn't know, and thought that he had successfully concealed Kishi-kun, but since he had known it for a long time, why didn't Kishi-kun stop him when he stole the list and evidence tonight?

"Judging by your expression, you're thinking about why I didn't stop you from handing over the list and evidence to the Beidi people, right?"

Ono-san was even more shocked.

Kishi also knew that he cooperated with the Beidi people?

What else does Kishire-kun not know?!

"Ono-san, don't look at me with that kind of frightened look, I'm not an almighty god, I know it's because you're not the only one who cooperates with the Beidi people."

"What...... Meaning? ”

Ono-san thought he would die blindly, and when he heard Kishi's words, his eyes widened again, and he reached out to hold the dagger's bloody hand and grabbed Kishi's cuff.

"Kishi-kun...... I just want to...... Let's stay alive...... Get out of here...... before handing over the list to ...... Beidi people, you believe me......"

"I know that if it weren't for that, I would not only kill you, but your whole people."

Kishisataro drew his dagger back, and blood splattered all over him, leaving him in the form of a blood-stained rakshasa.

"Ono Sang, you have worked for me for many years, and there is no credit and hard work, but I don't like a subordinate who thinks he is smart, and, if you don't help me, I can't escape, the Beidi people said, they can only choose to save one person, I am more important to the Wa Kingdom than you, so, please help me escape, you can rest assured, your people still have relatives, when I return to the Wa Kingdom, I will definitely take care of them."

Kishishisataro held Ono-san's bloody hand tightly and solemnly assured.

Ono-san, who was not far from death, knew that he had no right to choose, and nodded weakly.

"Kishi-kun, what am I going to do?"

"When I leave and a stand-in arrives, you lock the doors and windows inside, light a fire and spontaneously combust it."

Kishishisataro took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Ono-san's mouth.

"After taking this medicine, you can hold on for another quarter of an hour, Ono-san, the rise and fall of the Wa Kingdom, whether you and I can complete our mission or not, it is all in your hands, you have to let the people outside know that the people inside were set on fire and died."

Ono-san understood.

Not only did he have to set the fire, but he also had to make sure that he was still alive when the fire hit him and couldn't run away.

What a cruel method!

But Ono-san had to do it.

He looked at Kishishi-kun who said this plan very calmly, and confirmed again: "Kishi-kun, will you really treat my people well?" ”

"Yes, I swear with my life and the glory of my family that I will treat them well, give your parents a pension to the end, and raise your children."

After Ono-san saw Kishi's serious expression and heard the conditions of the oath, he closed his eyes and opened them again, his face was already resolute.

"Please rest assured, I will definitely live up to my mission!"

After taking the pill, Ono-san felt that his body was not so painful.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

There was a muffled noise from underground.

Ono-san was startled to see four square bricks being pushed open from below, and a male corpse of a very similar age and body to Kishishi's Shotaro was thrown up.

The clothes worn on the corpse were even exactly the same as those worn by Kishishi, so it can be seen that they had been prepared in advance.

"Ono-san, when I leave this tunnel, someone will completely block it, in case others find out that I am still alive, your death, I will remember it for the rest of my life, and I will never forget my oath to you!"

"Thank you, Kishi-kun!"

Kishisetaro smiled contentedly when he saw that Ono-san didn't mean to follow.

An evil thought rose in his heart.

If Ono-san received a letter from his family and knew that his people had already covered the village where Ono-san was located when the volcano erupted, whether it was his parents or children, all of them were dead, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Ono-san who died tonight, but him, right?

Fortunately.

He is the messenger, Ono-san is just a deputy, as a deputy, he has the final say on whether he can see the letter from the family or not.

That's the benefit of rights.

People like Ono-san who came from the bottom are only worthy of being pawns and substitutes for the dead ghosts of these nobles.

The oil drum was placed in the house, and the two Beidi people who answered jumped up, bent down below the solid wood door frame, poured some oil on the table and chairs, and left the house with the oil drum, just like Kishi Shotaro said, completely sealing the back road.

Ono-san held the candle in one hand and vigorously stirred the four floor tiles with the other, but when he found that they were not moving, he knew in his heart.

Tonight, he's in danger.

"Early death is also death, late death is also death, fortunately, my death can be exchanged for a good life for my clansmen and relatives, and in exchange for the victory of the Japanese country, it is worth dying."

The candle in Ono-san's hand fell into the fuel.

Call!

The flames lit and licked all around.

Ono-san was painful and itchy, and let out a desperate and hopeful laugh.

"Hahaha! Daxing insulted my envoy of the Japanese country, this hatred, this hatred, I will get it back if I turn into a ghost! ”

After saying it three times in a row, the sound of gongs and drums finally sounded outside.

Accompanied by the exclamation of "Walking Water", Ono-san felt that the power in his body was slowly draining, even if it hurt so much that his heart was broken, he didn't shout and scream.

In a daze, there seemed to be a familiar figure walking towards him in the firelight.

One, two...... Many.

"Dad, mother, Hiwako, Snow Boy, have you come to pick me up and go back to my hometown?"

Ono-san saw the flames in the sky, like the February cherry tree in the village that had lived for a hundred years, red and bright, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Before you die, you can still see the faces of your relatives, even if it is fake, it is enough.

"Actually, everybody...... They're all dead......"

Kishijun is not a generous person, even his clansmen will be scolded for a long time if they spend an extra silver on him, how can they agree to his conditions so happily.

It's just that.

He didn't want the Japanese people to suffer the catastrophe of the previous natural disasters again, and if his death could be exchanged for the future of the Japanese country, he was willing to die.

He believes that if they surrender to Daxingguo, learn the culture and knowledge of Daxing, and integrate with the people of Daxing, they will have a bright future for the Wa Kingdom, and they will no longer have to worry about dying unexpectedly one day, and they will be able to live and work in peace and contentment like Daxing people.

In the deserted courtyard.

As soon as Kishishishitaro got out of a dry well, he saw the light of a fire that was not far away.

But he was still a little dissatisfied.

"Why don't you dig the tunnel directly outside the Dongyi Pavilion? Isn't that safer? ”

Dig all the digging, and you can only dig a section, these Beidi people are really simple-minded and don't know how to be flexible.