The protagonists have golden fingers

The news of the homicide in the southwestern border was still completely concealed after Su Lanqing set off. Even Su Lanqing himself only got the news suddenly after he left Beijing.

Zhennanhou rolled up the paper expressionlessly and threw it into the rain pit outside the window.

The rain in the southwest is different from that in the capital city. It is not too heavy, and you can go outside without an umbrella. However, the rain is endless, and puddles appear on the ground one after another.

The ball of paper filled with information slowly fell apart in the water, and was finally trampled out of sight by hurried footsteps.

Su Lanqing withdrew her gaze and looked at the door. The deputy general was holding the door, panting, and said, "Gu, Master Gu has received news that he and Pavilion Master Shen have set off and will arrive in Zichuan in three days. Please rest assured!"

"Zichuan belongs to the southwest, and it is the border line closest to the Nanban. Now that there is a problem in Zichuan, how can I rest assured?" Su Lanqing said calmly.

The lieutenant was stunned for a while, and also had a bitter face, wishing that the murderer could be arrested and brought to justice now!

However, there is really no rush for this matter. Even if they have wings now, it will take at least a whole day to fly to Zichuan. Coupled with the rain, the road is rough and difficult, and it will take even more time!

As the Marquis of Zhennan and the commander in chief of the Southwest, Su Lanqing's first task is not to go to Zichuan to investigate the case, but to go back to Yuzhong to hand over the case!

After he finished explaining the matter in hand, he rushed to Zichuan. I'm afraid the murderer would have escaped long ago!

Su Lanqing didn't dare to take this risk, but he couldn't bear someone breaking ground on his head, so he simply ordered the lieutenant general: "You pick a few people and start now, and you must arrive at Zichuan before tomorrow afternoon! When Master Gu arrives, you will Follow his orders."

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, wiped the rainwater off his face, and before he had time to say anything, he hurriedly turned around and ran out to find a helper.

The lieutenant took three or four people away without making a sound.The next day, when the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, Su Lanqing took the rest of the people on the road, but these people were still foolish enough to not notice.

That's right, Zhennan Hou took almost all his cronies away, even if there were a few less, who would be able to find out?

Su Lanqing silently let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and raised his vigilance again——

Southwest is no better than the capital, where, no matter how much those old bastards hate and loathe him, he will always be safe with the emperor as his backer.

It's different in the southwest, as long as it's outside the capital, no matter how vigilant Su Lanqing is, it won't be an exaggeration!Those old bastards wished he died on the road.

His eyes wandered around calmly. This is a forest... To be precise, it is a small forest composed of a dozen sparse saplings. The distance between the trees is very large, and the branches of the saplings are all It is difficult to hide people or make traps before they are fully grown.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Su Lanqing felt.The surroundings are very quiet, allowing him to hear his own heartbeat and breathing clearly...

Su Lanqing was stunned suddenly, his pupils shrank violently, like a puppet that was almost scrapped and unable to move, his neck slowly turned back inch by inch——

The confidant he brought stopped some distance away from him, standing neatly, with a warm and bright smile on his face, as if it was a very happy thing to be able to return to the Southwest.

In fact, few people are willing to return to the Southwest, because here means countless poisonous insects, savage and difficult enemies, and unexpected death.

Those people just stood there, motionless, with increasingly weird smiles on their faces.One of them noticed Su Lanqing's hesitation, raised his hand, and waved at him, as if celebrating his death in advance.

Su Lanqing burst out laughing, he thought it was very funny, so he laughed hard.

After laughing enough, he raised his hand, wiped away the inconspicuous water stains from the corners of his eyes, turned his head, shook the reins calmly, and walked towards the unknown ahead: "Drive."

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"What a pity." Someone sighed lowly, so the people who had been standing there, laughing and watching Su Lanqing go away all turned sideways to make way, and a person wearing a black hood took his time Walking over, he looked at the direction Su Lanqing left, and smiled inexplicably, "He could still be alive."

There was no one talking around, they were still smiling, and when they looked carefully, the curvature of their faces seemed to be measured with a scale, enthusiastic and brilliant, exactly.

The man didn't need anyone to respond, he just regretted the end of a hero, but in comparison, he felt that his puppets attracted his attention more.

Therefore, his regret was only for a short moment, and soon he shifted his attention and observed the "people" around him.

"They" looked very docile, but at the moment they all lowered their heads slightly, restrained the smiles on their faces, and looked a little scary.

But the man was very satisfied with this. He stretched out his hand and pinched one of the faces. The soft and warm touch made him squint his eyes happily. ..."

But he soon noticed something was wrong.The body temperature of these "people" is rapidly losing, and after only a few words, "they" have become cold things, without the warmth and softness of human beings.

The man frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.He moved his hand away with his mouth pursed, and a flame burst out from his palm.

The clothes on these "people" were quickly ignited, and then there was the smell of barbecue.

The man took a deep breath, made a nauseous expression, and quickly turned and left.

He doesn't care whether these "people" will be burned to death, because he knows, "they" are no longer human—

On the day they left the capital, "they" were just puppets refined from living people. After driving Su Lanqing to a dead end, "they" had no value to use anymore.

Originally, the man wanted to keep "them" for his own use, but he didn't expect "them" to be so disappointing. They lost their enthusiasm in just a short while, and they were far from the real "living puppets"!

So, in a fit of rage, he simply burned these useless puppets, so as not to be upset in the future.

The man walked very fast. He hated seeing these puppets very much at the moment, so he didn't notice that Su Lanqing, who had been forced away by these puppets before, was walking towards here with staggering steps.There are many wounds on his body, and the original color has long been lost in the green shirt.

Seeing the fire here, he staggered over.Behind him, there were several people wearing Miaojiang costumes. The girl at the head was a small girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

They followed behind Su Lanqing and saw the fire from a distance!

Several Miaojiang men exclaimed, but did not move rashly. Instead, they turned their eyes to the little girl in front of them.

The girl was wearing a heavy silver headdress, and when she lowered her head slightly, she could hear a light and crisp sound.

Soon, she waved her hand and said strange words in her mouth. The men listened, looked at each other, and ran to the flame to help put out the fire.

Not long after the surrounding saplings were planted, they were brutally pulled out again. Several people rushed at each other and managed to put out the fire before the fire burned everything up.

The men breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to claim credit from the little girl, they heard a soft "plop" sound from their side.

Several people immediately turned their heads and saw the Central Plains man who was finally rescued by them lying on the ground, unconscious, as if dead.

The men froze in place, and the next moment, as if they were stung by bees, they howled one by one, and ran to the little girl in a panic, gesticulating and talking in a hurry. The little girl has a headache.

She glared fiercely, and the men immediately fell silent.The little girl frowned, leaned forward, looked at the unconscious man, and breathed a sigh of relief——

It's just that due to excessive blood loss and the blow to the head, he passed out, but his life is not in serious danger.

But now, another more serious problem has arisen—this man was just rescued by them accidentally, and now he has passed out, so should they just leave this man here and wait for passers-by to rescue him, or leave him alone? Did he bring it back to the stockade?

The little girl's flower-like face was almost wrinkled into seventeen or eighteen folds, but when she looked at the jade plaque hanging around the man's waist, she felt that leaving him here casually was tantamount to putting him Forced to die.

She sighed, turned around halfway, and beckoned to those men reluctantly, telling them to dig a hole on the spot, put the unburnt corpses into the hole and bury them, and then released them casually. This thing is used as a mark, and if this man wants to come to worship in the future, he can find a place.

Immediately, she pouted and climbed onto the back of one of them to lie down, letting the others take turns to carry Su Lanqing on their backs.A group of people walked unhurriedly towards the distant stockade.

Behind them, the little green seedlings that were inserted into the mound by the little girl swayed slightly, tremblingly, and bloomed a cluster of small white flowers.

-

Gu Zhuangcheng raised his hand to catch the pigeon, fed it a few corn kernels, took off the letter tied to its foot, and quickly read it after unfolding it.

There are not many words written above, but everything that should be explained has been explained.After reading it, Gu Zhuangcheng thought about it, and wrote a reply letter. After retying it, he let the pigeon out.

Shen Yan kept silent all the time, and after he had finished everything, he softly asked, "It's Lord Su?"

"Well, he already knew what happened in Zichuan, and he planned to go there directly, but it was inconvenient for him to make a U-turn midway, so he had to send a deputy to help investigate." Gu Zhuangcheng frowned slightly, faintly feeling Some uneasy.

After Shen Yan listened, she looked at his expression, lowered her head and thought for a while, and said: "Then I will ask Yan Lingwei to pick them up, and I can rest assured if I can arrive one day earlier."

"Hmm..." Gu Zhuangcheng smiled lightly, walked over to hold Shen Yan's hand, kissed it in his palm, and said in a low voice, "Then Pavilion Master Shen will have to worry about it."