Crossing town house man and wife

Wu Ming's words did not cause waves as he expected, and the only response to him was astonishment.

Slightly startled, Wu Ming remembered that there was no Buddhism in this year, and the foreign words such as going to the west heaven and going to hell did not exist in this year. Telling people of this age to go to the west heaven is like cursing people in a small language in later generations. The other party couldn't understand it at all, and naturally they wouldn't respond.

Wu Ming pouted, and took out the list that Yao rewrote to him with his left hand.

But before he could move on to the next step, Yan Chen said loudly: "Catch him, he is more useful than that woman Ying!"

Yan Chen's judgment was obviously correct. However, just like when Wu Ming said the words "Going to the West", the twenty or so people in the main hall still didn't respond, neither answered words nor took any action. They just looked at each other, as if they were all Wait for others to behave.

As the so-called rebellion of scholars, it will fail in three years.

A group of masters and young masters want to rebel, and it will be impossible for three to fifty years.

Because they were discussing things before, there were neither guards nor attendants in the main hall, only a group of masters and young masters.These people are used to being pampered and pampered, they all wait for others to charge forward, and sit back and enjoy the rewards themselves, how could they respond to Yan Chen's call to arrest people.What's more, the long sword in Wu Ming's hand was still dripping blood, and he knew it was not easy to provoke. What the group of people in the main hall wanted to do most was to summon their own private soldiers, instead of going up to fight Wu Ming himself.

Wu Ming also ignored their commotion, and shook off the silk cloth full of names on his own, and read out the first name on it.

"Zhang Zhi."

"In..." A man responded unconsciously.

"You can go to die." Wu Ming smiled brightly, and then appeared behind the man in a flash, and cut the man's throat with the long sword in his hand accurately and resolutely.

"Ah!" The crowd in the main hall suddenly exclaimed.Many people involuntarily backed away from Wu Ming, while some were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

"Next, Zhang Sheng." While continuing to roll the roll, Wu Ming pierced a tiny hole in the silk cloth in his hand with some spiritual power, and the hole was located just in front of Zhang Zhi's name.

The second man named had clearly seen the fate of the man in front of him, he just wanted to stuff his mouth with something, and didn't even want to give the slightest response, but his throat vibrated involuntarily, and let out a There was a muffled echo, "I am..."

Wu Ming stepped over and reaped another life.

The next thing is to go back and forth again and again, with the sound of each name, each life is also disappearing one by one.

As early as when the first person fell down, some people thought of running away, but their legs were as if they were filled with lead, and they couldn't move a step for a long time. They could only watch helplessly as the people around them were called by their names. , cut the throat.

Others covered their mouths hard, but just like the second guy who was harvested, no matter what they did, when Wu called out their names, they would always respond unconsciously, just It seemed that what Wu Ming called out was not a name but a spell.

In fact, the name was originally a spell.

Although this spell itself is not lethal, as long as it is read at a critical moment, it is enough to play a huge role in reversing the situation of the battle, and it can even be called a step to heaven and a step to hell.

Not to mention that there is also a spell called curse that is built based on the name.

Shang Gui, Xia Bo and even Wu Ming, the reason why they gave up their real names and made a new one for themselves was because they didn't want themselves to be affected by this spell.

At this moment, Wu Ming injected mana into his vocal cords, turning the names of these people into spells, and combined with the immobilization technique that had been cast when he entered the door, he harvested life like harvesting crops.

Wu Ming had always shown little interest in interrogation, and he didn't think there would be any point in interrogating these people.

No matter how many high-sounding reasons are used to smear them, it will not change the fact of their betrayal.And the betrayal has always been based on profit. To put it bluntly, it is what they want, and Yan Heng refuses to give it, and cannot give it.

That being the case, what's the point of talking?

One knife one, the most clean and neat!

Soon, most of the people in the main hall fell down, but the people outside hadn't noticed the change in the courtyard yet.

Wu Ming was a little depressed at this moment.

All the names on the silk cloth have been counted, but the owners of some names are not in the house, and several people in the house are not written on the silk cloth.

Among them are Yan Chen and Yan Zheng.

Seeing Wu Ming stop suddenly, Yan Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he had a thought that made him ecstatic: The wife of the sheriff doesn't intend to kill him!

Yan Chen's mind immediately started to move, quickly thinking about how he would impress this terrifying guy who was so inhuman.

Just as he was thinking, Wu Ming walked up to a survivor, kicked him down, and asked coldly, "Name."

"Ah?" The man was taken aback.

"Name!" Wu Ming emphasized his tone and used *skills.

"Guan... Guan Xiang." The man said involuntarily, "Guan is Guan, Xiang is flying."

"Can you write?" Wu Ming raised his long sword and slapped the man's face twice with the blade.

"Yes..." Guan Xiang shivered involuntarily.

"Very good." Wu Ming nodded, pointed at the desk next to him with his sword, "Go find a pen over there, and write down all the guys who haven't died yet."

"Ah?" Guan Xiang was taken aback again.

Wu Ming continued: "If you do this job well, I will spare your life."

Guan Xiang suddenly became excited, and immediately scrambled to the side of the table, grabbed a brush, and turned out a blank bamboo slip, and began to write on the bamboo slip.

Obviously, he knew all the people here, so he didn't even need to ask.

Wu Ming stopped paying attention to him, turned his head to look at Yan Chen, and held a sword flower in his hand.

He didn't want to keep this guy.

Although he was not interrogated, his intuition told him that the rebellion was caused by this guy.

Yan Chen on the other side also saw Wu Ming's killing intent, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he hurriedly pulled Yan Zheng in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "Ma'am, wait a moment, this is the younger brother of the governor of Yan County. If Ma'am Killing him will make Junshou Yan bear the name of murdering his brother!"

Yan Zheng was frightened out of his wits right now, and instinctively wanted to avoid being face-to-face with Wu Ming.But Yan Chen clung to him tightly, forcing him to stay in front of him like a shield.

Wu Ming chuckled and shook his head mockingly, "Sister-in-law? If he is the county guard's brother-in-law, then I'm still the emperor's own brother!"

"Ma'am, don't you believe that Zheng Xiaolang's identity can be confirmed by a blood test!" Yan Chen was afraid that he would not have the chance to speak, so he couldn't help but speed up his speech, "Mrs. Tai poisoned the first prefect and Zheng Xiaolang's biological mother Madam, as long as she finds out this matter, she can kill Madam Tai, and even replace the sheriff..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chen's bewitching stopped abruptly.

His premonition was correct, Wu Ming didn't even give him a chance to babble, and with a twist of the long sword, he and Yan Zheng were pierced through the candied haws.

"Who cares!" Wu Ming curled his lips, pulled the long sword out of Yan Zheng's heart, and turned his hand with a horizontal slash.

Before Yan Chen's body had time to fall, the head on his neck flew up.

"Ah!" Immediately there were several screams in the room, and the person who copied Wu Ming's name unconsciously shrank his neck, trying to avoid the head that didn't fly towards him at all.

"Write your name with peace of mind." Wu Ming left a sentence, turned and walked out the door.

Back in the courtyard, Wu Ming reached out and took out a self-made flare, and ignited it with spells.

As the fuze burns out, green fireworks take to the sky, exploding into dazzling flowers.

Immediately there were screams one after another around the courtyard, and Wu Ming raised his hand and sealed the courtyard door with magic.

He originally planned to kill all the rest of the people, leaving only the one who copied the name, but maybe he was calmed down by the cold air outside, and he had vented himself by killing before, because he had to come back to help Yan Heng deal with it. The irritability caused by the mess, and the depression of being face to face with Ling Danzi but not being able to wring his head off seemed less intense.

Forget it, let Yao Zhong deal with the rest.

Wu Ming pouted, but didn't turn around and enter the room.

The first to arrive were the private soldiers in the mansion, but Wu Ming closed the courtyard door, they couldn't break in, and the courtyard wall was too high, so they had to turn around and look for the ladder.

When they found the ladder, Yao Zhong had already led his men to kill it.

Immediately, no one paid any attention to the masters and young masters in the yard. They either picked up weapons and fought desperately, or fled for their lives with their feet kicked off.

Not long after, Yao Zhong finally brought people to this courtyard.

Wu Ming lifted the blockade and let them in.

"Let this one go, and the rest is up to you." Wu Ming picked up the one named Guan Xiang.

"He is..." Yao Zhong asked suspiciously.

"He helped with some work, so I gave him a promise to live." Wu Ming took out the list Yao Zhong gave him and the list Guan Xiang wrote down, and threw them into Yao Zhong's hands, "On the silk cloth The names without holes do not appear here, and those with holes have been killed by me. On the bamboo slips are those who are still alive but not written by you. By the way, Yan Chen is also in it. "

"Alive?" Yao Zhong raised his eyebrows.

"Go and see for yourself." Wu Ming replied lazily.

Yao Zhong didn't say any more, turned around and entered the room with the two lists in hand.

Not long after, Yao Zhong came out of the house, and those who were still alive were also tied up and escorted out.

The only one who was not tied up was Guan Xiang who helped Wu Ming to copy the name, but Yao Zhong did not release him on the spot, he was taken out after greeting Wu Ming.

Wu Ming only said to let him go, but he didn't say when to let him go, so Yao Zhong planned to use him as a breakthrough, first interrogating him and then saying it.

Wu Ming saw his yin and yang, but he didn't bother to pay attention.

After all, he just promised not to kill Guan Xiang, and this promise was fulfilled when he decided to stop.Asking Yao Zhong to play Guan Xiang is just a suggestion. As for whether Yao Zhong accepts it or not, it depends on Yao Zhong's mood and that guy's luck.

"If you have nothing to do, I'll go back to the Sheriff's Mansion first." Wu Ming said.

"Madam wait a moment." Yao Zhong hurriedly stopped him, "The young man who died with Yan Chen is the lord's nephew, right? With his age and status, how could he appear here? Among them..."

"Go back and ask your county guard." Wu Ming interrupted, "I can't let me say this."

Yao Zhong was slightly taken aback, then his brows raised slightly as if he had thought of something.

Wu Ming didn't ask Yao Zhong what he thought of. He had been tossing all night, and now he had lost the interest of curiosity, and just wanted to find a warm bed to sleep on.

But it's not time to sleep yet, Wu Ming snapped his fingers, pulled Yao Zhong's attention back, and continued: "I'll go back to the county guard's mansion and wait for you until dawn. If you haven't come back after dawn, I will go back to Liaoxi by myself."

"Madam, why don't you go back now." Yao Zhong immediately said, "The chaos here has completely subsided, and there are only some aftermath matters that need to be dealt with."

"Alright." Wu Ming nodded, "Is there anything I can convey?"

"Later, madam, allow me to write a letter to the lord."

After finishing speaking, Yao Zhong turned around and entered the room, looking for pens and inks.