The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

In the wing room of the west building, the strong blood energy has not dissipated, and the atmosphere is extremely oppressive. Huo Dalong is crying bitterly while hugging a corpse that has lost its temperature. He lost his beloved daughter in his later years, and his gray eyebrows made him a little older.

"That son of a bitch, Shen Keyuan, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find it for me."

"I want to skin him personally, drain his blood, and make a blood sacrifice for my son, to comfort the spirit in heaven." Huo Dalong was in great grief, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, like coiled dragon knots.

"Big boss, we found this in the window. He must want to go down the main road from the west." Er Mazi took the rope from the window, and there was a blood-stained rag hanging on it.

Er Mazi continued, "Don't worry, Master, I have already sent people to block the road, and I have sent my brothers to search the mountains. He will definitely be caught."

"What do you send those people to do? Go to the second master and transfer ten teams. Even if he escapes into the city and turns upside down, he must be brought back." Huo Dalong closed Huo Jiao's eyes, with a sinister triangle His eyes hid his anger.

"Yes, the boss."

Jinlongzhai almost came out in full force, all the roads down the mountain were blocked, the bandits with torches were running through the forest, looking from a distance, it seemed that there was a tiny fire dragon entrenched on the top of the mountain.

"Did you find anyone there?" Er Mazi held a torch, followed by three or four people.

"No, Er Mazi, tell me, did Shen Keyuan slip down the mountain?" The dog was sweating profusely, picked up the blue cloth belt around his waist, and wiped his forehead.

He had been looking for it for almost half an hour, and he didn't even see a shadow. It is estimated that Shen Keyuan escaped from Wushan, so he might as well go back to the village as soon as possible and return to the head.

"Impossible! The brother at the bottom of the mountain didn't shoot the arrow. He must still be hiding in the Wushan Mountain. Even if the mountain is hollowed out and the dawn is found, we must find the murderer who killed the eldest lady. Otherwise, we will be sorry for the head."

When Er Mazi came out, he saw the killing intent in Huo Dalong's eyes, and went back empty-handed, maybe he would take a scapegoat and behead him.

"Brothers! Let's keep looking!" Er Mazi said, holding up the torch, and several bandits agreed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually receding, Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, his back was pressed against a large rock wall, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard the news of Huo Jiao's death.

Obviously when he left, Huo Jiao was still alive and well.The bandits in Jinlong Village killed people like hemp, if he was caught, he would have been implicated in it, and it would be a disaster.

The later it gets, the fog rises in the mountains, and the more difficult it is to go down the mountain.

Shen Qingchuan leaned on his body, and his movements became more and more careful. It was inevitable that the clothes would rustle against the branches. He couldn't go on the main road, he could only take the secret path.

There was a rustling sound when stepping on a branch, and a branch made a crisp snap.

"Ah——" Shen Qingchuan stepped on a deep pit, and his ankle hurt even more.

Suddenly the light came on, and a circle of torches surrounded it. Er Mazi smiled and said, "Shen Keyuan, I didn't expect that!"

They had already discovered the rags hanging on the branches, which were the cloths torn from their clothes. They knew that someone was nearby, and they deliberately moved around to make some noise to drive them away. There was a trap for wild boars the way.

The forest is dark at night, and the trap is covered with a layer of branches, which will fall if you don't pay attention.

Fortunately, he is lucky!Most of the deep pits in Wushan had been removed last month, otherwise his body would have been pierced.

"Er Mazi, this man doesn't look like Shen Keyuan." Gou Sheng picked up the torch and approached, and found that this man's face was white and black.

The toner on Shen Qingchuan's face was washed into white marks by the sweat, and the top of his head was still stained with mud and leaves. He was very embarrassed.

Er Mazi took a closer look, and it was indeed not Shen Keyuan, but he saw blood stained on the sleeve of this person with his sharp eyes, and immediately said with a cold face, "Take him back with a five-flowered bandage, and give it to the head to ask questions."

This person is not Shen Keyuan, and it must be related to the death of the young lady.

Even if it doesn't matter, he must be the murderer, after all, there needs to be a scapegoat.

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Huo Dalong sat in the tiger-skin chair in the hall, a large space was cleared in the hall, and festive red cloth and red flowers were hung on the wooden pillars, which was incompatible with the quiet and depressing atmosphere.

The wealthy businessmen stood aside like quails and muttered, Huo Dalong has caught people, and he won't let them go. If they gather here, something big will happen.

"Master, we found Missy's blood on his body, Missy's death must be related to him." Er Mazi said.

Shen Qingchuan's hands and feet were tied up, a piece of cloth was stuffed in his mouth, he fell to the ground, and let out a muffled groan.

Er Mazi walked to his side, picked up a big knife and cut Shen Qingchuan's rope, grabbed his hand and held it high, revealing the inner lining of the sleeve, which was smeared with dried blood.

"It was you who killed my daughter?" Huo Dalong's eyes showed a trace of cruelty, the toner on Shen Qingchuan's face was wiped off, he couldn't believe it, the little boy in front of him was the murderer of his daughter.

"The master asked you something!" Er Mazi kicked Shen Qingchuan's calf.

"Where's Shen Keyuan?" Ma Changrong, the second head of Jinlongzhai, asked Er Mazi in a sharp voice. Even if Shen Keyuan wasn't the murderer, he still had something to do with him.

"Shen Keyuan... The brothers have searched the entire mountain and failed to find him." Er Mazi still respects the second master. If Huo Dalong wants to kill someone, he will kill him. If it is Ma Changrong, there will be thousands of ways to make life worse than death. Huo Jiao's methods of punishing others are all learned from Ma Changrong.

Huo Dalong didn't care about Shen Keyuan, he only cared about who killed his daughter, he wanted to pay with blood, he said again, "Are you the murderer who killed my daughter?"

Huo Dalong waved someone to remove the cloth from Shen Qingchuan's mouth, Shen Qingchuan got a chance to speak, raised his head and said, "I didn't kill Miss Huo."

"Then where did the blood on your hand come from? Tell me!" Er Mazi asked for Huo Dalong.

"When I climbed down, a piece of rag fell from the window. I flicked it casually, and it was stained at that time." Shen Qingchuan recalled that he smelled strong blood at that time, but he was too nervous at the time to pay attention .

"Go and bring me the people who have been to the eldest lady's room! I want to interrogate them one by one." Huo Dalong said.

After a while, Er Mazi walked up to Huo Dalong and whispered, "Master, the maid in Missy's room has escaped."

Er Mazi paused for a moment, then continued, "I also found some jewelry in Missy's room. I also found a bloody short knife in her room. I have already sent people to chase after it."

Huo Dalong closed his eyes and closed his eyes, the two walnuts in his hand were spinning quickly, and he ordered, "I have caught her, bring her to me, and I will chop her into pieces myself."

"Yes, the boss, the man below is Shen Keyuan's younger brother, what should we do?" Er Mazi pointed at Shen Qingchuan and said, he had already asked about Shen Qingchuan's background.

Huo Dalong flicked the face of the big knife, Er Mazi understood what Huo Dalong meant, and asked again, "Then Shen Keyuan still wants to look for it?"

"I'm looking for it, of course I'm looking for it. My daughter misses such a person, how can I not satisfy her wish." Huo Dalong planned to let Shen Keyuan and Huo Jiao be buried together.

Er Mazi was beating a drum with a gong, bang bang bang, and everyone's eyes were on him, "Our Miss Huo was brutally murdered by a thief on the wedding night. This person is the murderer's accomplice. Today we Jinlongzhai Let’s avenge the eldest miss and behead this person as a blood sacrifice to comfort the spirit of the eldest miss.”

"Whoever killed my brother in Jinlongzhai, kill."

"Whoever steals my money from Jinlong Village, kill."

"Anyone who is an enemy of our Golden Dragon Village will end up like this."

This is a warning to the wealthy businessmen present, don't go against Jinlongzhai.

Er Mazi approached with a big knife in his hand, intending to cut off Shen Qingchuan's head with one blow. The timid rich merchants turned their heads one after another, their feet trembling weakly, not daring to look directly at the bloody scene.

Shen Qingchuan's arms were pressed down by the bandits from left to right, but unfortunately he couldn't speak, couldn't shout out his grievances, there was no one around who could save him, he closed his eyes in despair.

Suddenly, with a ding, a small knife about the size of a thumb and a small stone were thrown from somewhere and hit the blade.

"Wait." A voice sounded, with a lazy hoarse voice, like cold and clear water flowing through the moonlight.

Everyone followed the source of the sound and saw a slender man with long hair holding a small knife between two slender fingers. The sharp blade was dancing with warm yellow candlelight.

Shen Qingchuan's face was pale, his mouth was stuffed with sackcloth, soaked in cold sweat, the jet-black hair on his temples fell down, and his temples were close to his cheeks, he looked up.

His pupils shrank, and he saw the rich merchants split into two groups like a red sea, making way for the middle lane, revealing two people standing behind them.

One of them is Guan Boya, with an expression like strolling in a courtyard, like green pines flowing, and a person like cold jade.

The other person is Fu Chenliang, under the eyebrows flying like swords, his eyes are full of teasing, and there is a smile that is not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Guan Boya met Shen Qingchuan's gaze, and saw those eyes, like black jade in a clear pool, faintly dancing like broken gold candlelight and his reflection, coupled with his distressed appearance at this time, his eyes were wet, It still looks a bit like a wounded fawn.

Guan Boya twitched the corners of his mouth, hiding a bit of a real smile, which somewhat subsided the frosty coldness on his eyebrows.

"Boss Guan, this is a matter of our Jinlong Village, you'd better not interfere." Huo Dalong's gloomy gaze swept across Guan Boya, like a king of hell sitting on a tiger leather chair, very majestic.

"Oh, what if I have to take care of it?" Guan Boya's shoulders brushed against the swaying candle shadows, and the gold silk chilong embroidery pattern on the black silk had golden light flowing, and the chilongs on it seemed to be alive. temple shadow.

"My sword in Jinlongzhai doesn't mind drinking another person's blood." Huo Dalong's face became more and more ugly, and his tone became colder.

The Second Master, Ma Changrong, raised his jaw towards Er Mazi, and Er Mazi immediately waved three or four people to surround Guan Boya and Fu Chenliang, and said loudly, "If you offend our First Master, you will die!"

Fu Chenliang next to him snorted lightly, with a serious evil spirit, restrained his former easy-going, loosened the two buttons of the high collar, and said, "I don't know who will kill whom?"

The author has something to say: The more the flag is set, the more codes can’t come out. Calvin sat in front of the computer for three hours and served the face-slapping king. I was the one who was beaten.

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