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Yijing: Come on, come on, kill me!

When Lan Mo received the document formally appointing Chu Guangliang as the commander of the Seventh Battalion, he immediately got up and left the Xuanwu Pavilion to look for the former army commander who led the horse to sweep the floor.

This scared the stable steward out of his wits.

"Uncle! Second Uncle! Wake up quickly!" The steward was like ants on a hot pot, circling around Yijing, "The commander of the army is about to come, you always look like this, aren't you looking for a beating?"

Yijing just sat there blankly, ignoring his yelling.

Seeing the figure of the commander approaching from far to near, the steward didn't care too much, rolled up his sleeves and slapped Yijing twice across the face.

"Crack! Crack!"

Yijing was stunned for a moment, and stared blankly at the steward, as if he was just a sleeping person who was awakened by the pain or sound—and then fell asleep again.The steward watched helplessly as his body fell backwards, his eyes glazed over.

The steward was busy swearing and swearing to help him up again, after much deliberation, he decided to move him back to the house, claiming that he would not recover from the illness, but it would not work. Jing stopped him.

"What's wrong with him?" Lan Mo stopped in the distance and looked at the dejected Yijing again.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, he's been feeling cold recently..." The steward smiled, and rolled up his whip tremblingly, "Young officer, I'll teach him a lesson, don't get angry, Commander."

"Back off." Lan Mo said lightly, and took a few steps forward, more and more aware that Yijing was different from the past, so he called out in a low voice: "Yijing?"

Yijing did not agree to him.

So Lan Mo took three steps and two steps, and came to Yijing, grabbed Yijing's chin and made him look up.

"Ah!" Lan Mo whispered, and took a few steps back, and the steward beside him immediately helped him up.

That person doesn't seem to be Yijing, but if you look closely, it is undoubtedly Yijing.His eyes were slack, his face was expressionless, and he was muttering some messy things in his mouth. There seemed to be many wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and his forehead, and his temples were also covered in white hair.

It is quite different from the old army of the past.

"What happened to him?" Lan Mo asked.

"He..." The steward didn't know how to answer.

"Hehe...hehehahahaha..." The two were asking and answering, when Yijing next to him suddenly laughed out loud, then turned serious, raised his hand and grabbed Lan Mo's neck fiercely, and everyone around was shocked Standing in place in dismay.

"Is it you! You killed my 3 horses in Ningwu, my army commander, my battalion commander, and my second brother! How can you not die!" Yijing shouted hysterically, Even Lan Mo looked at him stupidly, and didn't even remember his subconscious struggle.

After Yijing let go, the rest of the people remembered the matter, they rushed up to protect Lan Mo behind them, and drew their swords at Yijing.

Lan Mo had lingering fears for a moment, and looked at Yijing panting.

Unexpectedly, Yijing fell to the ground again, and whispered with a lost expression: "I didn't mean it... I didn't mean it... I didn't want to kill you..."

Lan Mo suddenly had other thoughts in his mind, and quickly ordered: "Yi Jing offended the superior, and his crime is unpardonable, arrest him and put him in prison, and put him under strict supervision!"

Ever since Chu Guangliang returned to Jianhe Valley, he knew that Yijing had been arrested and imprisoned by Lan Mo, but he remained silent until midnight, when he quietly went to the prison.As the commander of the Seventh Battalion, it is not a problem to send away the guards with a little favor, and as a sergeant, he can only reluctantly agree to Chu Guangliang not to wander for a while, and then return after a while.

Thinking about it, the former army commander had no choice but to ask for more blessings.

Chu Guangliang weighed the key in his hand, and walked step by step in the darker and darker cage, his eyes swept around, and he seemed to hear other sounds in his ears, which made him even more convinced that Gan Yi ordered someone to watch him. ,

So he found Yijing's location and easily opened the prison door.

"Who are you?" Yijing raised his eyes weakly, "Is it Chang Ming?"

"Heh," Chu Guangliang said with a cold smile, "You still remember this name? He's dead, don't you know?"

"You..." Yijing's eyes widened slightly. After the two of them were silent for a while, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he was about to grab Chu Guangliang's throat when he rushed forward. With a weapon in hand, he punched him in the abdomen easily, causing Yijing to fall to the ground suddenly.

"Cough cough..." Yijing coughed dryly twice, the acid water in his abdomen surged, but he couldn't vomit or swallow.

However, Chu Guangliang didn't care about all this, he lifted the man off the ground casually, held down Yijing's head and slammed it against the wall, the sound of skin and flesh bumping against the wall was clear and muddy, reverberating repeatedly in this deep place Inside the bottomless dungeon.He repeated it a few times, and seemed to be still angry, and wanted to show his power again, and finally waited until someone stopped him—Chu Guangliang secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"You are going to kill him!" The visitor wore a mask, making it difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Seeing you, you shouldn't be my Ningwu soldier." Chu Guangliang threw Yijing to the ground and pointed his spear at the person who came.

The person who came did not answer, but took out the Xiangfu's badge from his waist.

Chu Guangliang was taken aback, and immediately put away the spear.

"You are going to kill him," the visitor said this again.

"Master Xiang will kill him too." Chu Guangliang said unhurriedly.

"However, Master Xiang will not agree to his death in prison. If the Sifuluo family finds out, I am afraid that the world will be turned upside down."

Chu Guangliang gave a rather impatient "Tsk", and kicked the unconscious Yijing on the ground: "Isn't this still alive? I just punished him a little bit, so I don't need to tell the Prime Minister Bar?"

The visitor took a look at the bloodstains on the wall and the blood on Yijing's forehead, but quietly asked Chu Guangliang to leave.

Early the next morning, Lan Mo heard Chu Guangliang say that Yijing had died.

"How did he die?! Where is the body?!" Lan Mo said and wanted to push Chu Guangliang away and go to the cell for inspection.

"He was crazy last night, and he smashed his head straight into the wall of the prison, and accidentally died." Chu Guangliang stubbornly blocked Lan Mo's way, "The official has already disposed of the body, so don't make it dirty." The eyes of the Grand Commander."

Lan Mo squinted his eyes, and asked word by word: "Could it be that the Ningwu Army has changed its day? I don't know anything about it, so it's your turn to give orders? Commander of the Seventh Battalion, the sergeant guarding the cell is already Tell me, you entered the cell last night, Yijing died today, and you are still busy destroying the corpse, this is too much of a coincidence!"

Chu Guangliang said indifferently: "I'm just thinking about the commander of the army. The rest of Yijing's party is still unclear. If this matter is exposed, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble. Why don't we just say that Yijing's whereabouts are unknown..."

"Where is the corpse?!" Lan Mo snapped, Chu Guangliang shut up.

"The truth is equally curious." The two of them were surrounded by three or five figures in black with masks, one of them was wearing a bamboo hat, and asked in an old voice, "Where is the corpse?"

"Master Xiang..." Chu Guangliang muttered in horror, and then pretended to be calm: "Master Xiang really wants to announce his death?"

"Whether to announce it is decided by the truth, and whether to hand it over to others is decided by you."

Chu Guangliang had no choice but to turn his head and lead the way.

The place where the body was dumped was really remote, and it was difficult for a group of people to accompany him up and down, until he stopped before a steep slope - Yijing's body was just below the steep slope.

It's only early spring, even if there is no heavy snow, and even light snow and heavy frost, Gan Yi can barely make out a figure in the vastness.

Chu Guangliang slid down the road and found Yijing's pulse after a while. The two killers followed immediately, checking Yijing's pulse in turn to verify his body.It wasn't until the killer nodded to Chu Guangliang that he relaxed a bit, then snorted angrily, raised his foot and kicked Yijing's body, Gan Yi looked at Yijing's body lying on the snow before making a sound to stop him. Draw a trace and fall into a deeper valley.

"Master Xiang... is indeed dead..." the killer said in a low voice, and Lan Mo on the side looked at Chu Guangliang's indifferent face, and couldn't help but gasped.

"Master Xiang..." Chu Guangliang said hesitantly, "Is it because Yijing is missing?"

Gan Yi breathed a sigh of relief helplessly: "The truth has already told you not to be reckless. Since you know that the Sifuluo family is difficult to deal with, why do you wait until you kill someone before thinking of panicking?"

"I know I was wrong..." Chu Guangliang hurriedly begged for mercy, "At that time, I was just thinking of the opportunity, so... I implore my lord to come down, and I am willing to accept the responsibility of being dismissed..."

Gan Yi shook her head, and led a group of people away with a sigh.

"It's too fast," Qu Liying said to Gan Yi when there was no one around, "Why is he in such a hurry? This kind of behavior really deserves our trust?"

Gan Yi said quietly: "There are many people who think they are smart. Have you forgotten that Meng Qian acted impulsively and died for no reason... Now it seems that Chu Guangliang is just like that."

"He didn't cheat?"

"If the dead man didn't stop him, he would have killed Yijing last night. The two of us got along in private. If he intended to deceive us, why did he pretend at that time?"

"It's a pity that Cui Shu found some evidence of Yijing's murder of Meng Qian. This is a waste of effort."

"Put this case on hold." Gan Yi pressed the center of her eyebrows with a headache, "It just disappeared as Yijing. I can't make Gu Xiaowu realize that Yijing is dead."

Qu Liying seemed to think of something, and said involuntarily: "Another member of the Sifuluo family is missing...My lord, is Sifuluo Huajing really still alive?"

Gan Yi shook her head: "The truth is, I really don't know whether he is dead or alive...Yijing went to the court to find his elder brother, but he has found nothing so far. If he wants to come to the civil and military court, no one knows."

Gu Xiaowu had no time to ask if Yijing was missing, but went back to the mansion calmly after going down to court—she knew very well that Yijing didn't just die.

"How is he?"

Lu Yichuan poured the boiled hot water into a large wooden bucket with his own hands, then stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and then withdrew his fingers in satisfaction.

"It's close to death. Gan Yi saw that he was dead, and he didn't insist on burning the 'corpse' together."

Gu Xiaowu walked past the screen, and saw Yijing An sitting in the barrel at a glance, with purple lips, bruises on the forehead, and no consciousness. Lu Yichuan had already changed him into clean clothes, and boiled hot water to soak him Among them, in order to keep out the cold, since this matter cannot be known to outsiders, Lu Yichuan had no choice but to do it himself.

"How's the wound on the head?"

Lu Yichuan looked back at Yijing, and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury, Chu Guangliang hasn't hit hard yet... But if we want to hide it from Gan Yi's eyes and ears, this little bloodstain is probably not enough..."

"It was Chu Guangliang who cut a cut in his hand to prevent Yijing from being injured, but he himself was caused by the strength, and the wound opened..."

Lu Yichuan looked at the back of his hands in surprise: "These hands are exposed, aren't they..."

"The wound is on the elbow, not the back of the hand, so it's not easy for people to notice."

"That pulse..."

"It's still cold right now, which will lower Yijing's body temperature, creating the illusion that the corpse is cold, and when Chu Guangliang stepped forward to check the corpse, he would clamp a small ball under Yijing's armpit, causing the pulse to stop..." Gu Xiao Wu looked at Yijing worriedly, "Compared with these skin injuries, I am more worried..."

Seeing her like this, Lu Yichuan seemed to think of something: "He really... took those medicines..."

"If you want to deceive Gan Yi, how can you be false? Dali Temple has already noticed that Meng Qian's death has other clues, and if he does not take this medicine, he will inevitably be pursued by Cui Shu, and he will be sentenced to death, which will also endanger Chu. Guangliang, if you continue to take this medicine...then there will be no more Ningwu commanders."

"So he must die." Lu Yichuan concluded.

It was Gan Yi who was tricked, and Yijing expected that Gan Yi did not fully trust Chu Guangliang, and after he became insane, he had to beware of partnering with Chu Guangliang to deceive him, and Gan Yi's dead man would definitely observe Chu Guangliang secretly, So he and Chu Guangliang started acting in prison.

When Chu Guangliang slammed Yijing's head against the wall, he used a little force to touch Yijing's forehead to bleed, and then used his own arm to block Yijing's head and hit it hard again. Most of the blood on the scene was Chu For Guangliang, it was just that the dead man was blocked by Chu Guangliang's perspective, so he didn't see the truth.

Yijing's madness is caused by medicine, which is some mentally harmful medicine.