The man was scolded by Zhou Yu one after another, and felt humiliated, so he pounced, grabbed Zhou Yu's collar, and nailed him to the wall.

"You dare to curse!?It's just a prisoner, what is arrogant?"

Zhou Yu also refused to show weakness, although he was in prison, he still held his first-class master's shelf, suddenly pushed away the subordinate, dusted off his clothes, snorted disdainfully, and patted twice on his belly: "What about the prisoners, it's better than you, the strong outsider, you just rely on your master's power, like a dog, don't you have to lick your master's heels at night?"

The man was furious, and looked around, trying to find something to hit him hard. But there was nothing, but there was a stick of wood lying on the ground, which was cut out by an axe, and he grabbed it in his hand.

Zhou Yu saw him pick up the guy, and his momentum was even stronger: "Good boy, there is a kind of rush here, don't stab you as a grandson!"

The next man's hands trembled, and although his heart was full of anger, if he really taught him to kill, he was more or less afraid in his heart, and he held the hard wood stick with a pointed tip in the palm of his hand, and gradually broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

Seeing him hesitate, Zhou Yu couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "What's the matter? You bitch who grew up with a girl's nipples, and you dare to scream in front of Lao Tzu?"

Zhou Yu said that, stretched out his hand to push him, and the next person was tormented in his heart, and was pushed by Zhou Yu and staggered. Zhou Yu saw that he didn't fight back, so he pushed him a few times and pushed him to the opposite wall. Zhou Yu took a sip and turned around and walked away with a swagger.

The man was spitted on his face violently, and the hatred in his heart became more and more unbearable, and he roared hysterically, rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu was defenseless, and he turned around, and raised his hand and stabbed Zhou Yu in the heart.

The firewood stick was strong and spiking, and it pierced into Zhou Yu's stomach, only to hear a snort, and the red blood spurted out, splashing the person's face.

Zhou Yu screamed, covering his stomach with both hands, there were still burrs on the head of the firewood stick, and when he touched it lightly, there was a pain in his stomach. But if I didn't cover my hands, the blood from the wound was gushing out.

Zhou Yu staggered a few steps, hit the wall behind him, and shouted with all his strength: "The surname is Wei, you dare to ask someone to kill me!"

Before the subordinate entered the mansion, he was just a small man who was selling pulp with a car, where had he seen a battle of life and death, and when he was rushed by the blood, the whole person was stupid, looking at Zhou Yu blankly, helpless.

"Killed, I killed?" he felt his leg go a little limp.

The sect master only said that he should take care of Zhou Yu, and did not say anything about beating people. Pumping Zhou Yu's whip was just his own whim, and he wanted to experience the feeling of being a cell boss for a while, thinking that if he raised his hand and raised the whip, Zhou Yu would kneel and beg for mercy. How could he have thought that Zhou Yu would use the agitation method to provoke him and cut off his own life. In this situation, if the sect master asks, how can he explain it?

The subordinate looked down and saw a layer of plasma sticky on his hand, leaned over, and rubbed it on Zhou Yu's coat.

"It's you who is looking for your own death, don't blame anyone. He muttered under his breath.

Zhou Yu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his wrist: "You killed me, you killed me." ”

"Let go of me! you let go of your hand!" The subordinate struggled twice, but he couldn't break free, maybe Zhou Yu returned to the light, and the strength of his wrist was amazing.

The subordinate was afraid that someone would see it, so he was anxious to take off Zhou Yu's hand, pouted, and kicked Zhou Yu twice in the stomach: "Damn, will you let go?"

Zhou Yu was in pain, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose, but it had reached this point, and it was impossible for him to let go of his hand no matter what. He opened his mouth to shout twice, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out foaming blood and couldn't speak.

"Don't let it go!?" The subordinate was anxious, and kicked the half-cut firewood stick on the outside of Zhou Yu's belly with his foot.

Zhou Yu let out a dull cry of pain for a while, and his eyes were the size of a copper bell, staring at the person deadly.

"Let go, let go!" struggled a few times, but Zhou Yu's hands clasped his arms like iron rings. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get out.

Suddenly I heard a light footstep outside the firewood room, and the people began to panic. Zhou Yu also heard the footsteps, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, and made a strange sound with difficulty. He wanted to call for the word "help", but when the words reached his throat, his voice changed inexplicably.

But it doesn't matter, a little sound is enough to arouse a curiosity outside the firewood room.

The servant turned around, and a little girl in red walked in with a basket.

"Brother Shoucai, the master asked me to bring some food to the surnamed Zhou. ”

The servant turned his back to the little girl, covering Zhou Yu, and the little girl didn't pay much attention to what he was doing, so she walked in, put the basket on the table, and brought out the food from it one by one.

Zhou Yu lay on the ground, he was not dead yet, and he was gurgling unclear words in his throat. The little girl turned her face and glanced at the person first, only to see the blood on his face and was shocked.

"Brother Shoucai, you, what are you?"

The subordinate blushed and didn't speak, the little girl lowered her head again, and when she saw Zhou Yuheng dead in front of her, she couldn't help but shudder. She screamed and ran out the door: "Murder, murder!"

The man stepped forward and grabbed it, covered his mouth and pressed his backhand against the wall. The little girl was so frightened that the three souls lost seven souls, and looked at him in horror. The man lowered his eyelids: "Don't make a noise, or I'll break your neck." ”

To kill is to kill, and for a murderer, there is not much difference between killing one and killing two. The little girl naturally knew this, nodded hurriedly, didn't dare to scream in shock, only muttered to herself: "Brother Shoucai, please don't kill me, I don't know anything, I haven't seen anything." ”

When the servant heard this, he gradually let go of his hand, stared at the little girl for a while, and reached out to help her hair bun.

"Are you the flower moon who poured tea next to the sect master?"

The little girl nodded: "Yes." ”

The subordinate swallowed his saliva and said, "Zhou Yu insulted the sect master, and I gave him a firewood stick. ”

The little girl nodded in horror: "Oh." ”

The servant said, "Only you know this." ”

The little girl was startled, no one else knew, only she knew, didn't she mean that she wanted to kill herself? She was scared in her heart, and hurriedly grabbed the wrist of the subordinate and said: "Brother Shoucai, you let me go, I will never say it." ”

The subordinate looked her up and down: "How do you prove it?"

"I swear?" said the little girl, holding up three fingers, "If I tell the story, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky." ”

The subordinate was silent for a while, then leaned over her collar and sniffed: "Huayue, you are so fragrant." ”

The little girl looked at him timidly, knowing that with this murderer, he couldn't be hard, if he had the spur of the moment and killed himself, it would be more than worth the loss. She lowered her head and smiled lightly: "Brother Shoucai, let's get out of here quickly, if someone sees you kill Zhou Yu, then you won't be able to wash it off at all." ”

Hua Yue was right, as soon as Shoucai heard this, he was like an initiation, like waking up from a dream, he poked his head out, and didn't see anyone. Holding Hua Yue is running all the way, the two went straight to Shoucai's room, and Shoucai pushed Hua Yue down on his kang. I opened the cupboard, changed into a clean set of clothes, and threw the bloody clothes into the basin.

The little girl looked around at the room where she kept money, no wonder everyone in this house wanted to follow Mother Zhong, but all the people who had heads and faces under Mother Zhong's hands, without exception, were mixed into a single house. The bed and table in the room are all available, but it is a good place to spend life at home.

While he was changing his clothes, the little girl got up and washed his bloody clothes, splashed the water and dried them. The evidence of the crime is completely gone, Shoucai has made up his mind, this Huayue looks inconspicuous, and the person is not the most beautiful one around the sect master, but she is a girl with vision. Since she can help her with her laundry, it seems that she won't talk about herself.

The next person hugged the little girl in his arms, and the heart and liver baby screamed indiscriminately, where did the little girl withstand this, pushing and shoving, and she was suppressed by the person in three or two times.

"Brother Shoucai, it's not good for you to be like this, if the sect master sees it, she won't spare us. ”

The next person naturally made a good calculation in his heart, he and this little girl tried Yunyu for the first time, and at most they were punished by the sect master for the crime of private confession, and they were beaten with a few boards, and they were driven out of the sect master's mansion after giving silver. If the matter of killing Zhou Yu is revealed, it will not be as simple as playing the board.

Zhou Yu was right, he was an official of the imperial court, and he had already set up a private court to whip him, which was a big crime, not to mention killing him? If the sect master knew about it, wouldn't he pull off his head and kick it as a ball? Shoucai licked his lips, breathed a long sigh of relief, and calmed himself.

"Brother Shoucai, what do you want?" The little girl Huayue was panting from Shoucai, and he stopped suddenly, which made the little girl feel strange.

Zhou Yu is dead, if no one comes out to take the blame, the sect master will never give up, the top priority is to have a fool rush into the firewood room and be caught by him.

Shoucai got up and took Hua Yue in his arms: "Good sister, from now on you will be my brother's person, don't worry, as long as you listen to me obediently, my brother will guarantee that you will eat and drink spicy food in this mansion." ”

Hua Yue nodded, she was by the side of the sect master, and there was no way out for serving tea and water, and she had to look at the eyes of Ling'er and Mother Zhong from time to time. It's different if someone covers it, this money-keeper is one of the powerful subordinates of Mother Zhong, if she becomes his woman, in the future, no one will dare to bully her in this mansion, right?

The little girl shyly crouched in Shoucai's arms: "Then you don't?"

The matter was not done, and the little girl always felt that she had no bottom in her heart, as if the deed was written without a seal.

Shoucai saw that she was in a hurry, so he smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, let's come to a long time." It's just that we have to go back now and see if there are any scapegoats to catch. ”