The three leaders were all chatting with their sleeves folded and talking to each other, while the men below were so busy that they didn't stop for a moment, and soon they loaded all the thirty unconscious sharkskin men into sacks, and then pulled up a dozen carts and ran away in the direction of Dead Man's Street. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

Under the moonlight, the three leaders looked at the corner of the wall that had been cleaned up again, looked at each other and smiled, and each went home.

At this moment, at midnight, the streets outside the Dali Temple were once again quiet. In stark contrast to this, the noisy voices of people in the Dali temple.

After today's catastrophe, everyone was terrified, they looked at the five human corpses placed on the ground, and felt that the disaster was coming, and they wanted to cry without tears.

Liu Yu had already given away his routine silver to settle the family of the dead servant boy, where was there any extra silver taels to deal with the current predicament.

He felt helpless, as the so-called penny is hard to die a hero. What's more, no amount of silver can buy back the lives of these dead.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, silent. Everyone looked at him, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear of making this unangry and self-righteous Lord Zhengqing angry.

"Let's all go back and rest, carry the dead down, and find a way tomorrow!" he raised his hand weakly to the crowd, and then walked in the direction of the east wing.

After hearing his words, the crowd did not leave, but stood stunned and looked at him.

Only then did Liu Yu understand that after today's fright, everyone probably didn't have the courage to leave this yamen compound for the time being.

This night seems ordinary, but in fact, I don't know how many crises are hidden. Most of these officials and officials are ordinary people, and if something really happens, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with it.

He stopped and said to the old man in charge of the crowd, "Since you all have scruples, then you all stay for the night." As the manager, go and send someone to clean up all the houses that no one lives in, so that everyone can crowd them, and then talk about it tonight. ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his words, and the chief manager naturally didn't dare to slack off after obeying the order, and hurriedly greeted everyone, "Go, follow me, there are not many rooms, everyone will be here tonight!"

How dare everyone be picky, they all waved their hands again and again.

"No problem, as long as you can spend the night!" said one of them, contented.

"That's it, I haven't lived in the courtyard of this mansion since I was on an errand, and today is a blessing from Lord Liu, haha!" Some more optimistic people began to laugh, as if they had forgotten all the unhappiness in front of them.

"Zhang Laosi, you are laughing again, I hope we can spend it peacefully tonight, don't let anything happen, otherwise we will all be finished!" Some people are worried, afraid that the second half of the night will not be peaceful, and something bad will happen.

However, as soon as this person's words were finished, they attracted everyone to crusade, "Li Jinzhu, shut your crow's mouth, or stop talking, everyone will definitely be fine!"

The housekeeper is a very shrewd person, and he is very good at dealing with things on weekdays, but he doesn't know what to say at the moment, so he has to laugh dryly: "Don't talk about it, let's find a place to rest quickly!"

As he spoke, he had already made a plan in his heart to arrange these people to live a little far away from the east wing as much as possible, so as not to disturb Lord Liu's rest. After all, the current situation is chaotic, and Lord Liu, as the backbone of Dali Temple, can not tolerate the slightest mistake, and must rest his body to have sufficient energy to deal with the unexpected that may occur later.

In the east wing, Liu Yu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face was quite painful, and large beads of sweat poured out of his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, moistening his clothes.

The extremely powerful Qi rushed left and right inside the qi machine in his abdomen, like a knife poking and pricking a needle. His qi has been stretched to the limit by Qi, and it may burst at any time.

Even so, he didn't dare to rashly force Qi out of his body for a long time, otherwise the power of the Ten Thousand Spirit Snake in his body would eventually go berserk after losing the balance of Qi.

What's more, his current problem was not in the balance between the power of the Great Snake of All Spirits and the Qi in his body, but because the Qi in his abdomen could no longer contain such a powerful Qi.

Knowing this, he shouldn't have been impatient to elevate this Qi to the level of strength he is now. But now that things have happened, it's too late to regret it.

He got up and walked to the window, pushed open the two windows, and let the evening breeze blow his cheeks, hoping to divert the pain in his body a little through the cool feeling brought by the evening breeze.

He stood quietly in front of the window for about a cup of tea, but the pain in his abdomen became more and more intense. He was in an irritable mood and was about to close the window, when he saw a white thing suddenly floating towards him on the roof in the distance.

He was puzzled and thought, "Who would let paper kites play at such a late hour?"

What surprised him even more was that the paper kite did not fly to a high place, but floated towards his window, until it flew in front of him, before falling sharply downward.

He hurriedly copied it with his hand, scooped up the paper kite in his hand, and saw that there were two lines of eight characters written on the paper kite, and the handwriting was very similar to that of Di Xin, who had been missing for half a year.

"Dessing is still alive, and the fact that he can keep me informed means that he must be doing well. Liu Yu felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, this was the first time he had heard good news in several days.

He wanted to jump out of the window to chase Dishin, but when he thought that the reason why Dixin sent the letter in the form of a paper kite, he must not want to expose himself, so he gave up this idea.

The eight words written on the paper kite are, "If you want to break the Duke of Zhou, you must be in the Cao family!"

The previous sentence is still easy to understand, the so-called "Duke of Zhou" refers to the auxiliary minister Zhou Gongdan in the early days of the Zhou Dynasty, who served as the regent of the uncle of the Son of Heaven for seven years, and can be called the power of the world.

And Li Zi, the king of Kui, is the uncle of the current emperor, and he controls the government, and his status is no different from that Duke of Zhou, and there is nothing wrong with using Duke Zhou to mock this person. It's just that although the Duke of Zhou a thousand years ago was a powerful minister, he was famous for eternity because of his virtuous reputation, where can this Li Zi compare.

"I want to break the Duke of Zhou", the straightforward meaning is "If you want to defeat Li Zi, the king of Kui", this kind of speech is in line with Di Xin's personality who likes to talk around the bend, which makes Liu Yu even more convinced that these eight words are from Di Xin's hand.

But the next sentence "in Cao's" made Liu Yu really difficult to understand, and it was simply unreasonable. In his opinion, in Fang Jinshi, whether it is in the martial arts or in the court, there is no person surnamed Cao who can compete with King Kui. Relying on the so-called Cao people to defeat Li Zi, the king of Kui, is really a bit fantastical.

He grasped the paper kite tightly in his hand and said secretly: "What does Di Xin mean to convey to me by communicating with me with such obscure words?"

His brows were tightly knit, and all his thoughts were drawn to the eight words on the paper kite, so that he couldn't even care about the pain in his abdomen.

The night was long, and he was so tired that he unconsciously leaned against the window and took a nap. Time passed quietly, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window was already faintly bright.

His legs went limp, his body leaned to the side, and he almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a somewhat panicked shout came from outside the door, "Lord Qiyu, when the prime minister Sun Yusun asks to see you!"