Startled Meng

"Call! Help! Help—"

"Hahahahahahahaha, run! Hide! Aren't you very capable? Go on!"

The sound of choking water, cries for help, and laughter mixed together and spread in the northeast corner of Ye City. Not far away, separated by a wall, there was an endless stream of vendors and tourists coming and going on Shunyi Street. It's like a thread, but no one noticed the movement behind the wall.

After He Tianchou entered Beijing, he was often anxious. He planned to leave tomorrow but couldn't wait. He packed his bags in a hurry and walked quietly at night. The Furong Canal of Chenghe in the outer city was relieved.

Fortunately, when he was a soldier, there was no shortage of water. He Tianchou took off his coat to catch his breath. Before entering the water, he looked back at Yecheng. The wanderings of the first half of his life will end tonight, and he will never step into the cannibalistic imperial city again in this life. step!

Unexpectedly, before his head touched the water, his feet were grabbed by a force, and in the next second, He Tianchou was lifted upside down!

Terrified, he waved his hands and struggled. Just as he was about to ask who it was, he was carried upside down and plunged into the water.

"Gulu Gulu——" The seven orifices were not blocked, and the cold water rushed into his head. He Tianchou choked on the water and opened his mouth. The cold water instantly filled his throat, and he couldn't even utter a sound!

"Are you still running?" The vicious words were separated by a layer of water, and He Tianchou couldn't hear clearly. In the water, his eyeballs had turned white, the movement of his hands was getting smaller and smaller, and the sound of water in his ears was gradually getting quieter... ...

The person standing farthest lowered his head: "The man has been caught, hurry up!"

"Master Yan, don't worry!" Before he finished speaking, He Tianchou had been thrown ashore by the man in black, lumped up like a puddle of mud, only breathing in but unable to breathe, his belly was round, presumably he drank a lot of water.

"Is this the first time Master Yan has seen such a scene?" The man in black covered his face, only showing two shiny eyes, staring at his stiff companion, and kicked He Tianchou in the stomach, "Do something for the superior, How can you not be cruel?"

"Cough! Ugh—"

He Tianchou spit out water with his long tongue, wet the ground with a splash, his eyeballs popped out, and the veins on his forehead popped out. Mr. Yan didn't want to look at it, so he frowned and took a few steps back, being pushed forward by another man in black behind him.

Staggering a few steps, this "adult" just stopped in front of He Tianchou. It happened that He Tianchou spit out the river water, and his consciousness gradually became clear. Legs, mouth yelled up.

"Forgive me! I beg you! I already have a wife and children in my family. If I die, they won't survive!"

Hugging the legs is not enough, He Tianchou kowtowed: "Gentlemen! I beg you, Mr. Wu, it has been so many years, and I have never said anything I shouldn't have said!"

"Back then I was just a dog that obeyed! I didn't know anything! If you let me go, I'll go! I didn't kill the youngest of the Meng family—"

He Tianchou breathed out his last two breaths, fell to the ground, and was already dead. A pool of blood gradually dripped on the ground, like a river, glowing with phosphorescence.

The blood was spreading, and Lord Yan had no place to stay, so he took a step back and stared blankly at the blood on the ground.

At this moment, the man in black wielding the sword no longer had the attitude of being playful before, and looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Master Yan should know that some words are hard to hear when doing things, and cover your ears carefully when you should pretend to be deaf, otherwise... ..."

"Otherwise what!"

I saw three beams of white light flashing in the dark night, and the three men in black retreated at the same time, and after a closer look, they inserted three tailor knives in place, and they were following all the way in the cloth shop!

"who are you!"

No one answered, but the tall and slender man at the head was standing in front of He Tianchou's corpse. He also covered his face, only showing his calm eyes, raised his finger, and asked his hands to go for an autopsy. As expected, he was gone. Looking up again, the fierce killing intent in the eyes was hard to hide.

This is Yu Fangzhi who was still drinking in Menghua Pavilion a moment ago.

"Who are you!" The man in black yelled. He felt like Yama was reincarnated, with his hands behind his back, and his murderous intentions had disappeared. The three tailor knives came from his hands, powerful and powerful, and came roaring through the wind. If you dodge one step later, they will be the ones who die!

There were only two people on the other side, but the man in black didn't dare to stay any longer, and was about to leave while protecting the slightly thinner companion in the middle.

"Wait!" The voice came out with the right hand, and Fang Zhi flew out a golden leaf, aiming at the man in black in the middle.

The golden leaf is as thin as a cicada's wing, and with ten percent strength, it can cut iron like mud. What's more, the man in black in the middle is obviously out of shape, so it's easy to do it.

"My lord!" The two exclaimed, it was too late to save them!

The man in the middle was deflected by the force of the gold leaf, and with a sound of "敪!", the black cloth on his face had been nailed into the earthen wall behind him, and he turned around, revealing a pale face with blood dripping from the side of his cheek.

While the two men in black exclaimed, Yu Fangzhi had already turned around and left with his subordinate Ru Ku.

"Master! This subordinate immediately check the identities of those three people!"

"I'll give you a hint." Yu Fangzhi turned over and jumped into the hotel room, took off the black cloth covering his face, looked at half of his face outside the window with deep indifference, the corners of his mouth curled up without laughing.

"The one in the middle is the No. [-] Scholar in the ninth year of Chengzhou, and it is currently compiled by the Imperial Academy."

"Strict speech mirror."

His eyes were as cold as an ice cave, and Ruku felt a chill running down his back.

On the street outside the window, the watchman took a step and bumped three times, as if he had drunk a lot, the clapper was knocked loosely, and there were two "dong dong", it was already the second watch.

Outside the door of the wing room, the sound of fluffy footsteps came from far to near, the visitor yawned, chewing small words in his mouth, and after he heard the words clearly, the oppressive feeling on his body gradually disappeared.

"Master?" Xiaoqing rubbed her sleepy eyes, "When did you come back? I was guarding the door, why didn't I see anyone?"

Yu Fangzhi took off his coat, wrapped the black cloth covering his face in his clothes, and put Xiaoqing in his pocket: "Master I want to take a bath! Where's the hot water?"

Xiaoqing struggled to get out, hugged the clothes and stood aside and sighed: "I don't know when you will come back, the water is always prepared, change it as soon as it gets cold, it will still be hot, you hurry up and wash it!"

Hearing the sound of water behind the screen, Xiaoqing knew that her young master was relieved, she shrank her neck and muttered: "Master, where did you go tonight? No Xiaoqing is watching you, and there is no one to help you if something goes wrong. Just like this time, what would you do if you got into a fight with some young master over grabbing a seat, and if you didn't have me to fight by your side, what would you do if you beat him up? Of course, we can't afford it."

"And the last time! You thought the storyteller's voice was old, so he knocked out his two front teeth. How did this happen?"

A stack of gold leaves flew out from behind the screen and slapped Xiao Qing directly on the face.

"Ouch!"

"Why are you so long-winded!" Yu Fang knew that he was annoyed, and said fiercely, "Okay! I will pick you up when I visit Hualou next time! Let those good sisters and younger sisters come to serve you!"

Xiaoqing rubbed her face, put the gold leaf away, turned and went out.

Without the boy's chattering, the room became quiet, he closed his eyes, took a breath, and slowly sank into the water.

The water temperature was right, but his eyebrows didn't stretch at all.

It was a step too late tonight, but he couldn't save He Tianchou, and the clues about the Meng family were broken, so he couldn't be happy.

That Yan Cijing, the number one scholar who has seen both sides, don't want to be happy.

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