Uncle Xiong knelt on the bed, hugged a person tightly in his arms, and wept bitterly.

Because of the perspective, Xie Yu couldn't see who the person in Uncle Xiong's arms was... But after thinking about it, this is probably the 'My Fair Lady'?

Xie Yu frowned, realizing that a huge change had taken place in this village.

The old and dilapidated windows in the room were crumbling, and the beams of daylight shone into the room through it, but it didn't make the room look brighter... This is because the old and dilapidated windows are the only source of light in the house.

The dust had not yet dissipated, and because of the sunlight, the dust particles floating in mid-air were visible to the naked eye.

They squirm in the air ... A veil is applied to the entire space.

"What's wrong?!" Wang Yun shouted when he entered the house... Although I don't understand what happened, with years of judgment and meticulous observation, there is no 'other person' here.

No one responded to him.

Xie Yu was silent for a while, then patted Wang Yun on the shoulder, pointed to the corpse that had been pierced by the long knife, and then motioned for him to withdraw with him.

Wang Yun understood and nodded.

The two exited the house, and Xie Yu gently closed the door.

"Check. Xie Yu said. "This place is close to Luoyi, and there is a large army crossing the border... It's not like it's made by ordinary bandits. ”

Wang Yun nodded, without Xie Yu saying it, he knew that there should be no living people in this village... A massacre of this magnitude, and so unbelievable at such a tense juncture... To say that it is not strange is a lie.

Wang Yun walked out of the courtyard and ordered his subordinates to disperse the whole village to search.

Subtly, Wang Yun's attitude towards Xie Yu has changed a lot.

Xie Yu had an intuition in his heart... This matter should be inseparable from Qingtian.

...

After a long time, the door of the house was opened, and Uncle Xiong came out of the house, still holding a man in his arms... It was a woman, with a little dark skin, her clothes disheveled and torn, and her hair spread on the ground along the uniform of Uncle Xiong's body.

Xie Yu woke up from his deep thoughts, he sat up from the stake, and greeted Uncle Xiong.

Xie Yu did not participate in the search of Wang Yun and others, but kept waiting for Xiong Bo outside the door... Compared to the anti-thieves, he is not a professional after all, so there is no need to join in the fun.

The anti-thieves also gathered outside the courtyard one after another to report the clues they had obtained to Wang Yun one by one.

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Uncle Xiong's eyes were red and swollen, and the tears on his face had not yet disappeared.

"Are you feeling better?" Xie Yu asked him... For the sergeant in front of him, Xie Yu has a great affection.

Uncle Xiong glanced at Xie Yu... Stunned for a moment, he nodded.

Its movements are so blunt that people can't help but sigh when they look at it?

A good end of an eight-foot soldier, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to kill the formation... Now he is crying with pear blossoms and rain.

Is there such a thing as sorrow in the world?

Xie Yu sighed and didn't say anything more... He looked in the direction of Wang Yun, and his person happened to be walking in the direction of the two of them.

Wang Yun nodded to Xie Yu from a distance, and Xie Yu knew in his heart... Although they have not been together for more than a month, the two have already had a tacit understanding.

Xie Yu got Wang Yun's signal... This matter is indeed Qingtian's doing.

"They didn't deliberately hide the evidence... There are arrows in many places, and the standard swords they use. Judging by the Qi left behind, it should be the day we were attacked. Wang Yun said to Xie Yu.

"Who?" asked Uncle Xiong, who was originally glazed over, suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes burst out with fierceness.

Although there were only a few words, Uncle Xiong knew that Xie Yu and they knew the identity of the murderer.

"Blue sky. Xie Yu said.

"Qingtian..."Uncle Xiong repeated Xie Yu's words, and the hand holding the woman couldn't help but exert force, and his whole body was trembling.

"According to the results of the current investigation, one hundred and three people in the village died. Wang Yun said. "There are no living people in the village, as for whether there are any survivors, we have to find the household officials here, and we can only know after comparison..."

Xie Yu nodded, then lowered his head and thought about it, comparing clues...

He wondered why Qingtian would slaughter such a small village.

"Why are they doing something to this village?" asked Uncle Xiong suddenly... His voice was a little hoarse and a little trembling, and he could hear that he was suppressing his anger. "What do ordinary people have to do with them??"

However, Xie Yu and Wang Yunju could not give him an answer.

Xie Yu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder... The man who came out of the army had hot eyes, and he cried again.

...

The three of them found a mound and buried the bodies of Wang Bo and Qiu Niang here.

The robbers didn't come along, they were responsible for the burial of the rest of the village... It's a huge and time-consuming task, and theoretically, they don't have the time to do it.

But there is no way, this is what Xie Yu insisted.

I can't sit idly by and watch innocent people be exposed to the wilderness.

These are his exact words.

Wang Yun couldn't help but look at Xie Yu differently again, but Mr. Qin smiled and continued to meditate.

The stele engraved with the words 'Tomb of My Wife Qiu Niang' stood on the earthen bag, and the stele was found from the mountain, and Wang Yun split it squarely.

Xie Yu used the pen under the power of Qi.

The signature is Uncle Bear.

The other is engraved with the words 'Tomb of My Father's Uncle'.

Uncle Xiong knelt in front of the two stone tablets in front of him and kowtowed fiercely... Over and over again, even if the head breaks and the blood flows.

Wang Yun gave Xie Yu a look, and the two retreated... Help the robbers bury the rest of the village.

Because I don't know their names, I can only make a joint tomb... Then set up a wordless monument, and then find the household official in charge of this place, and then go up the name one by one.

Looking at the corpses that were put into the pit one by one in front of him, Xie Yu couldn't tell whether he was sad or angry... said that he was sad and angry, but there were no waves in his heart, and he said that he was nostalgic, but there was a fire in his heart, wanting to devour the initiator immediately!

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"What will happen after that?" Wang Yun asked Xie Yu. "I can't catch up now..."

He looked at the stars and the moon and said.

"What else, rush back to Luoyi!" Xie Yu looked in the direction of Luoyi. "New accounts and old accounts, sooner or later, settle them together!"

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"Qiu Niang, although you have not passed through the door of my house, since my Uncle Xiong has identified you, it is not for you not to marry... Therefore, I swear to the gods of the heavens here, and when I have avenged you, I will come here to marry you, and I will not marry in this life. “

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The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

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