When Liu Yu had enough firewood, Zuo Mengqiu had already died of anger.

This person refused to believe until he was dying that a peerless Jiangnan prince like him would die on this cold and barren lonely mountain.

I saw that his eyes were wide open, and his beautiful eyes were a little terrifying at the moment.

Liu Yu sighed, put away the man's treasure knife, and put his body on the pyre.

The reason why he decided to kill this person was not out of impulse, but out of necessity. Zuo Mengqiu is strong and domineering, and he has a grudge against him. If this person survives, Yu Xiaoliang will not be able to control the Qingfeng Society, and his plan will definitely come to naught.

A roaring flame rose and turned half of the sky above the Hidden Mountain red. He struck out with a wave of his palm, and under the urging of his true qi, the fire burned more and more vigorously.

About half an hour later, the flames burned out. He gathered up the ashes from the ground and laid them in the pit that he had dug with his sword. After the burial, he erected a piece of bluestone on the head of the grave as a marker for the tomb.

After making sure that nothing was left, he got up and went down the mountain. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he noticed a group of figures hidden near the stone steps, one by one, as if they were asleep.

Liu Yu took a closer look and saw that these people were his nine subordinates, and he couldn't help frowning. When he went up the mountain earlier, in order to prevent idle people from following him, he had sprinkled the powder of the misty vine seeds here.

This colorless and tasteless drug has no effect on Zuo Mengqiu, who has profound skills, but for ordinary Jianghu mediocre hands, it is more effective than sweat medicine.

These nine people followed them quietly, and because of their shallow skills, it was difficult to resist the medicinal effects of the misty vine, so they couldn't wake up after falling into a coma.

Liu Yu passed by the nine people, and he didn't see anything as he wanted to. But after he had taken a few steps, he stopped again.

He couldn't let these nine people go, otherwise if the news of Zuo Mengqiu's killing for him reached the ears of that jade master, he would encounter endless trouble.

He let out a long sigh, turned around and slammed his palm towards the stone steps behind him. This move is the tide of the East China Sea in the palm of the Stacked Waves God, and the true qi rushes out from his palm, swallowing like a tiger!

Dozens of steps of stone steps shattered suddenly, collapsing along with the surrounding mountains, burying all nine people in their sleep. As a result, even the way up the mountain was completely cut off, and no one could find Zuo Mengqiu's burial place.

The sky, dark clouds were dense, and soon heavy rain was pouring down. Liu Yu stood in front of the messy mud and rocks in a daze, refusing to leave.

Killing these nine people means that all his efforts to run the Dragon Group for more than a year have been in vain, and everything will start all over again!

The rain ran down his cheeks and soaked his clothes. He never imagined that one day he would become a murderer without blinking.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his long-lost mentor and friend, Yelu Shiru.

It was the first time in so many years that he felt that he had truly touched the heart of that great Khitan Khan.

Jerusherus should not like to kill, but he had to kill. He killed people so that more Khitans could survive.

Liu Yu felt that he had to kill these nine people, and he had to manage the situation that was currently in a delicate balance, and find a chance to change the fate of Chang'an City.

If the army of Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi entered the city, with their fierce habits, this 300-year-old capital would definitely be destroyed! As long as he Liu Yu was alive for a day, he would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

He stepped on the wet mud in the rain and left the foot of the hidden mountain. As he passed by the hidden village, he couldn't help but look at the entrance of the hall of the dragon group. The courtyard was deserted, the walls were overgrown with weeds, and the two lions at the door were full of cracks, and the bleak sight was heartbreaking.

It was getting darker and the night was coming earlier than usual due to the rain.

Liu Yu walked for a long time before coming to the front of the yamen of Dali Temple, and the officials who watched the gate looked at Lord Zhengqing who had not seen him for several days from a distance, and grinned in surprise, and hurriedly opened the gate, welcomed the adults into the courtyard, and woke up the servants who had blown out the lamps and fallen asleep.

The servants hurriedly got up, and after meeting Lord Zhengqing, they hurried to make a fire, boil water, and cook.

Under the service of the servants, Liu Yu comfortably took a hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and ate a bowl of hot green onion and pork foam noodles.

It was night, and he couldn't sleep alone.

In the first half of the night, his mind was always haunted by the appearance of the nine dead people, and he refused to disperse. Nine people surrounded him and cried, explaining that they had no choice but to do so, and talking about the difficulties of the family, which made him feel extremely guilty.

In the second half of the night, the Qi that lodged in the new hole in his abdomen gradually spread throughout his body, trying to control his limbs and consciousness. He didn't dare to slack off for a moment, so he quickly got up and sat cross-legged, carried up the Xuanwei fingering, and relied on the power of the Great Snake of Ten Thousand Spirits in his body to forcibly confront this Qi.

It wasn't until the fifth watch that the sky was already slightly bright, and this Qi Fang was unwilling to give up fighting for his body and retreated to the old nest located in the new cave in his abdomen.

He finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to feel someone lying next to him, exhaling like a blue.

He hurriedly sat up, "An Niang, is it you?"

But there was nothing in front of me, and there was half a figure there. He suddenly felt extremely lost, and fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

When he woke up again, it was already three days old.

After finishing the breakfast prepared by the servants, he got up and went to the hall to discuss the matter.

Sure enough, as he expected, a government official stood up to report the disappearance of the nine people. He had already thought of a countermeasure, and ordered the ninety officials to divide into six teams and go to various places in Chang'an City to find the traces of the nine people.

By noon, five teams had returned in vain, and in the evening another had returned with nothing.

The last group arrived at midnight, bringing back the bodies of nine men.

"Lord Qiyu, we found their bodies at the foot of the Hidden Mountain. It is estimated that it rained too much yesterday and there was a mudslide. They didn't dodge, and that's going to kill them!"

The servants deliberately left the clothes of the nine people open, and some of them were experienced veterans, "Your Excellency, please see, these people don't have sword wounds or knife edges on their bodies, so it shouldn't be that he killed them." ”

A temple official also rushed over when he heard the news, looked at the row of corpses on the ground and frowned, and said: "These nine people have come to Dali Temple for many days, but they have never forgotten the previous yamen, and they often go back to visit, and I usually don't say anything." Look, something has finally happened this time!"

Liu Yu sighed deeply, "No matter what, they all died on duty. Go and see how much silver is left in the treasury, and take some of it, and give it to their families, as is customary. ”

Si Cheng looked bitter, "My lord, our treasury has long been empty, I'm afraid that we won't even be able to send out next month's money." The imperial court is too busy to take care of itself, and it can't control us, if we don't think about it, we will have to drink the northwest wind sooner or later!"

Liu Yu lowered his head and pondered, and after a while, he said, "There is a way, follow me to the study!"