Yo, lost the jade seal?

Lai Yu went down the hill first, and quickly inspected around. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he was relieved, and turned to pick up Ye Qiubai who was about to go down the hill.

By the way, Lai Yu found a clean place, and planned to settle here after taking over Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai is really not suitable for this smelly mound.

Ye Qiubai glanced at Lai Yu's hand, passed it silently, and walked towards the prostrate corpse beside him.

Lai Yu was taken aback for a moment, Shanshan withdrew her outstretched hand, and while following Ye Qiubai, pulled out two strips of cloth from her robe.

Ye Qiubai squatted down next to the corpse, rolled up his robe sleeves, stretched out his slender arms towards the carrion, lifted it slightly, and the corpse turned over, his white fingers were not stained with blood.

"Wrap around quickly, don't get smoked." Behind him, Lai Yu hurriedly handed over a piece of cloth.

Ye Qiubai glanced at it, but didn't answer, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to cover his nose, and looked at the corpse.

Instead of being angry, Lai Yu smiled, stuffed the cloth at random, knelt down and checked the corpse with Ye Qiubai.

"Isn't this the native who caused the disturbance yesterday?" Through layers of corpse spots, Lai Yu identified it as Cyclops.

Ye Qiubai didn't say a word, his face became more solemn, and he continued to look at him.

When they scanned Cyclops' chest, both of them showed expressions of astonishment.

Cyclops's chest was stained red, and without further inspection, one could see the obvious knife marks, and the bones could be seen deep, it was a fatal blow.

After seeing the wound, Ye Qiubai stood up abruptly.

Lai Yu slowly moved from the corpse to Ye Qiubai who was standing, covered his eyes thinking, and said with a smile: "I can't stand the smell anymore, you said it would be nice if you had to surround yourself with the cloth strips I gave you, your What can a thin piece of material block."

While talking, Lai Yu took out a cloth strip and handed it over.

Ye Qiubai stared at the cloth strip, then met Lai Yu's smiling face, and stared at him without hiding his doubts.

Lai Yu still laughed: "Don't be shy, come on, I'll cover you up."

Lai Yu stood up, pretending to touch Ye Qiubai's face.

Ye Qiubai backed away to dodge, turned his head and shouted at the followers on the mountain: "Go back and search the inn!"

Although the group of attendants didn't know why, they ran towards the inn immediately after receiving Ye Qiubai's order.

San Daogang climbed up the hill panting, and after hearing Ye Qiubai's shout, he muttered again: "It's over, it's over, the wolf has been lured into the house, white-eyed wolf, big-tailed wolf..." Immediately turned and chased back.

Mu Qing and Ding Xi didn't know what was going on, they were greeted by three people on the way back, and they set up three roads on the left and one on the right and rushed back.

Qiu Di, Ye Qiubai turned his back to Lai Yu, and said coldly: "If you cover up, I will not tolerate it."

Leaving one sentence behind, Ye Qiubai climbed up the hill.

Lai Yu was still squatting on the spot, the two cloth strips in his hands hadn't been put down yet, and they had wilted in the heat wave.

Another push, Lai Yu rubbed his beard on his chin, looked down at the corpse, his hands that were about to move finally reached out to the chest of One Eye, and he pawed hard, exposing the chest that was still bleeding.

Looking at the knife mark, Lai Yu clicked his tongue twice, and said to himself: "You're still a child, it's too frizzy."

He took off his coat and put it between the arms of the one-eyed man. After a dead knuckle, Lai Yu dragged the corpse and climbed towards the hill.

After noon, the desert ushered in the hottest time.

In the desert, there is only one person and one corpse in the open space, and Lai Yu walks slowly in the sand.Can vaguely hear Lai Yu complaining: "Where did everyone die?"

The hill was not far from the inn, no matter how hot it was, the footsteps of the soldiers could not be stopped, and they returned to the inn soon.

As soon as they got started, they started searching.

When the three returned to the inn, many sharp tools had been thrown into the lobby, including a few small knives for peeling fruit, and a machete used by the cook to chop vegetables and meat, and even the broken sickle that had been discarded under the shed for a long time come out...

The three were responding, and Zhan Hong took out another long strip of dusty black cloth package from the backyard.

Zhan Hong bumped the package a few times, it was heavy.

Having been in the camp for many years, Zhan Hong knew a thing or two about weapons, so he naturally guessed that it was a weapon, a real weapon, just by looking at its appearance, it looked like a knife or a sword, and it was heavy, many times heavier than iron.

Weapons are mostly used for lightness, this one, Zhan Hong really can't guess its intention and appearance.

Without throwing it into the pile of scrap iron, Zhan Hong held it in his hand and carefully pulled the knot of the black cloth bag, his eyes were shining brightly.

"Put it down!" Mu Qing sternly warned from ahead, "Touch again, and I will chop off your hand."

Zhan Hong also changed his usual easy-going attitude, his eyes became sharper, and he said to the soldiers on both sides: "Arrest him!"

Zhanhong and Ye Qiubai have been working together for a long time, and after digging out this weapon from Mu Qing's room, he knew what Ye Qiubai meant. If there are too many coincidences, then it is the fact that Mu Qing is very likely to be the murderer.

After receiving the order, the attendant immediately drew his sword and pointed it at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing stood still, glanced contemptuously at both sides, and after a cold snort, quickly raised his leg and swept across the guard on the right.

The guard on the left didn't panic, and took the opportunity to raise his knife and slash at Mu Qing.

After the knife fell for a while, Mu Qing deviated from her body to avoid the blade, but the blade stopped in mid-air.

Ding Xi pinched the blade with both fingers, and firmly restrained the falling knife. With a little more force, the back of the knife bent an arc and turned into a complete scrap of iron.

Ding Xi's complexion was black and red, a heavy breath was sprayed from his nostrils, his eyes moved down, and he looked straight at the escort who was wielding the knife and said, "How do you want to die?"

The follower had practiced how to fight the enemy before, but at this moment, Ding Xi was so frightened that his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground with his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

Mu Qing stared at the package in Zhan Hong's hand, ready to make a move.

The atmosphere in the inn was extremely tense, and three hands crossed their chests, standing at the counter from afar and watching.

When it was about to start, Ye Qiubai rushed back in time, took out his token, and said, "We are Dadu Jinyiwei, and we suspect that you are the murderer..."

"Fart your mother!" Before Ye Qiubai finished speaking, Mu Qing yelled, "Don't take all the trouble on me."

"If you're not the murderer, why don't you show that thing?" Ye Qiubai glanced at the package in Zhan Hong's hand, trying to control the situation.

Needless to say, Ding Xi, one against two is absolutely fine, Mu Qing is hiding his secrets, and I don't know how capable he is, Ye Qiubai only brought a few people with him this time, if they really fight, they will definitely suffer.

"This is Lao Tzu's stuff. If I want to open it, I can open it. If I don't want to, don't open it. Hurry up and give it to me!" Mu Qing is not under Ye Qiubai's control at all, and doesn't care about the murderer or not. The only thing on her mind is this knife.

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing impatiently wanted Zhan Hong to rush forward, while Ding Xi was behind Mu Qing, protecting him thoroughly.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Ye Qiubai had no choice but to draw his sword, intending to fight.

If Zhan Hong keeps Mu Qing in check, Ye Qiubai still has confidence in Ding Xi.

After giving Zhan Hong a look, Ye Qiubai raised his sword and stabbed Ding Xi behind him.

"Behind me!" In the distance, San Dao shouted in this direction.

Ding Xi turned around quickly, and nimbly grabbed Ye Qiubai's sword. Ye Qiubai spun around to avoid Ding Xi's vise-like hands.

Opening his hands, Ding Xi, who was completely angry, rushed towards Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai dodged quickly, Ding Xi's fist missed, and smashed a hole in the wooden table beside him.

Ding Xi shot all the way, and all the tables, stools, pots and bowls around him were broken, and Ye Qiubai was forced out of the gate by Ding Xi.

Behind him, he suddenly touched a hand.

Ye Qiubai looked back vigilantly, jumped a few meters away to the side, looked at the person who entered the door with a startled face, his face that had just warmed up, then cooled down again.

"Xiaoye, your defensiveness is still not very good." Ye Hongtu shook his head with a smile, without giving another glance, turned around and entered the hall with the sword in his arms.

Behind him, Wu followed a group of people, and instantly surrounded the inn.

Ye Hongtu stroked the white catkins at the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and walked deeper into the inn in a defiant manner.

Ye Qiubai regained his expression, and followed Ye Hongtu silently.

"Who is this old man? He looks like a white parrot." Mu Qing and Ding Xi muttered about Ye Hongtu, who had white beard and hair.

Ye Hongtu skipped beside Mu Qing, glanced at him for a while, and then went straight to Zhan Hong.

The sword in his embrace turned to his hand, Ye Hongtu picked up the package in Zhan Hong's hand, the cloth scattered, and the burst of blue light dazzled everyone's eyes.

After the blue light, Mu Qingdao lay quietly in Zhan Hong's hands like a baby.

"Mu Qing Dao." Ye Hongtu's eyes brightened, and he regained his composure. He turned to Mu Qing and asked with a smile, "I've only heard of the Mu Qing Dao of the Ghost Empress. Where did this one come from?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Hongtu suddenly turned his face, and unexpectedly threw his sword at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing was unarmed, and Ye Hongtu came back swiftly. Seeing that the sword was about to stab his face, Mu Qing turned around, trying to minimize the damage.

Ding Xi stood far away, with a grim expression on his face, and strode towards Mu Qing.

The moment the straight sword was in the air, for some reason, it suddenly deflected and stabbed towards Mu Qing's side, missing nothing.

Mu Qing reacted promptly, jumped a few steps backwards, and had a round with Ding Xi.

A barely visible stone rolled down to his feet, Ye Hongtu retracted his sword, and looked towards the door with a surprised expression.

In the empty door frame, Lai Yu stepped into the threshold, casually let go of the clothesline in his hand, and the one-eyed man behind him fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Lai Yu choked so much that he coughed again and again, rushed into the lobby in a hurry, and caught everyone's eyes.

"Hey, why are there so many people here?" Lai Yu asked, pinching his nose.

Looking around, no one responded.

Lai Yu didn't feel any embarrassment, he scanned around the room and met Ye Hongtu, Lai Yu was like watching a monkey, and walked towards him inquiring in surprise.

"Why the hell did you come back?" Halfway, Lai Yu was slapped by Mu Qing again, Lai Yu didn't care about it, his eyes were locked on Ye Hongtu.

Ye Hongtu watched Lai Yu approaching vigilantly, the pain in his wrist had not completely dissipated, and the sword in his hand was ready to strike again at any time.

"Governor Ye?" Lai Yu walked up to Mu Qing and Ding Xi, stopped in his tracks, and asked Ye Hongtu with a smile.

Ye Hongtu rolled his guarded eyes, relaxed his strength, straightened his body and retracted his sword, fixed his gaze on Lai Yu's bearded face, and said pleasantly, "General Xiao Zhan, long time no see."

Behind him, when the listless Ye Qiubai heard the title from Ye Hongtu, his body trembled, and he looked at Lai Yu suddenly, his eyes had never had such complicated emotions, surprise, doubt, nostalgia...

☆、The case of mass destruction without tail 6