Wei Yangmou

The people with them arrived late, and before they could figure out the situation, they saw that the ground was covered with blood, and the four of them lay dead on the ground, blood was still flowing from the densely packed wounds on their bodies, and they gradually fainted stain the ground.

Bleeding to death...

This method was not too cruel, but the corpses of those people looked a little scary, each of them was very emaciated, as if it was not only their blood, but also their flesh that dripped all over the floor.

The young soldier's face was pale, but when he saw Qu Wuyin, the fear gradually dissipated. It is not uncommon for alchemists to ignore human lives, and it is all up to preference in whatever method they use, but in Jiaodong, this kind of thing is not common. common.

These ordinary people have a beast-like intuition, and they can distinguish alchemists from mortals very accurately.

For example, Qu Wuyin, he behaved strangely and murdered people without blinking an eye, but weakly put on a alchemist's coat, it became logical.

It's just that he still can't see it. When he saw this man suppressing the rioting victims with only one Xun, he thought he had a heart of benevolence and justice, but now he killed four people so cruelly. He couldn't understand this man. .

Qu Wuyin turned a blind eye to his gaze, put the black-eared rabbit into his arms, waved his hand slowly, and the large piece of blood on the ground slowly disappeared, like dye washed away by the heavy rain, without even a trace of smell Only the four corpses were left lying obediently.

"Dare to ask seniors, what happened here?"

Qu Wuyin put it down, and seemed to think briefly for a while, whether he should explain why he was given a rabbit first, or should he answer the question first.

Then he felt that the latter was more important, so he slowly turned his head to look at it, and said word by word: "They want to kill people."

Only then did he see the few knives thrown on the ground after the blood faded away, they were reflecting the sun, reflecting the cold light.

Immediately shuddered: "This knife is the standard of the Fuhu Army, go and find out, which battalion has fewer people."

The lieutenant next to him took the order to go, and only then did he come back to his senses, looking at Qu Wuyin's eyes, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and took a step back with a pale face, hugging the rabbit in his arms tightly.

Qu Wuyin looked at him for a while, then suddenly understood and explained: "There is no blood..."

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he calmed down for a while before saying: "I'm still a little scared, please stay away from me for a while, wait for me to calm down."

Qu Wuyin nodded, pointed at the rabbit solemnly, and said concisely: "It, you, study."

He was stunned, but Qu Wuyin had already started to practice what he said just now, and retreated very wisely, almost disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Looking at his back, I don't know why, but I can't help but smile, the laughter has not restrained, I can't help but glared at him: "Why are you laughing?!"

So he held back, pointed to the corpse on the ground and asked, "What's going on?"

After briefly explaining the story, he said thoughtfully, "How did this news get here..."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw their guesses in each other's eyes. They stopped talking immediately, and after a moment of silence, they said, "Your husband mentioned you yesterday, so why don't you go to my place for dinner?"

He was a little entangled, feeling joyful and awkward at the same time. After thinking about it, he agreed. He thought that he was just going to borrow a few people to use, so as not to dare to come here in the future.

But this meal, the two of them didn't finish the meal. Before they arrived at the mansion, the captain who was sent to investigate the missing persons came back with a very ugly face.

"General, the third patrol team, the whole team, ten of them, are all gone."

After a pause, a strong killing intent suddenly exploded on his body, he sneered and said, "What a guts!"

Because I saw four of the knives, the rest had a direction to look for.

Leaving in a hurry, I wanted to go with him, but was stopped, turned to look at him, and said: "Go to the palace, don't come out."

I was taken aback, although I was a little dazed because of the sudden closeness to him and such an intimate conversation, so that I couldn't instantly understand the meaning of his words, but a shudder instinctively rose from my heart.

He swallowed his saliva, stared blankly at his back, suddenly understood what happened, his scalp went numb, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He murmured: "How could it be so fast, how could it be so fast..."

However, he only had time to say these two words, and then Ji Ling came to his senses completely, and ran to the mansion without hesitation. There were only three children in it, and they had no ability to protect themselves. Even if he wanted to enter the palace, the three children , he also has to take it with him.

Galloping all the way, he sent three horses to report the news, and one went to the palace, waiting for a day has been waiting for a long time;

One goes to the east gate, these people cannot enter the city until the right time comes, otherwise it will inevitably lead to chaos;

The last one to go to the barracks, he does not fight uncertain battles, even if it is just a mob, he must not be unprepared.

Because of this investigation, the victims became a little restless. Faced with the vigilant and hostile eyes of the ragged victims, even they were a little silent.

He cleared his throat: "The patrol lost something, it was worthless, but I don't know who took it, now anyone who has some clues can take the initiative to confess, the sooner, the more rewards you can get. "

He waved his hand, and the soldiers pushed up more than a dozen small carts with boxes on them. The victims stretched their necks to look outside, and raised their chins. The captain beside him smiled: "Open them all. Open their eyes."

More than a dozen boxes were opened at once, and the inside was full of yellow copper coins, just scattered in the box, so full that there were almost too many books to count, and it made people dizzy.

The victims made a fuss and looked at them coldly, holding the reins tightly in their hands.

A soldier took a brass gong and thumped it twice. Such an instrument that only asks for volume can easily attract people's attention when it is noisy.

After three beeps, almost no one spoke anymore, and said with a cold face: "Then let's start."

It didn't look like something worthless was lost. The victims were terrified by the sudden quiet shock. Some were at a loss, some were racking their brains, and some were ready to wait.

Everyone's expressions were seen in his eyes, he watched calmly, and the rein in his hand was getting tighter and tighter.

The soldiers brought a big wooden box over, and according to the order, each person was given a bamboo stick. If they knew something, they would throw the bamboo stick in, and if they didn't know, they would throw the bamboo stick outside.

Everyone entered the small thatched cottage one by one.

When they came out, they didn't look very good-looking, or they were guilty, or fearful.

I went in and checked it myself, and opened the wooden box. There were only two very desolate ones inside.

The captain asked: "The end general will pick up these two people and ask them."

Waving his hands, he knew in his heart that these two people might really know nothing, but it didn't matter.

Anyway, he just wanted to wait for the planners to show their feet, and he didn't care if he could really get something useful from these people.

The two people were questioned in public, they were all talking nonsense, talking in a mess, and it looked like they were chasing and biting randomly, without any clue at all.

However, after pondering for a moment, they each grabbed a handful of copper coins and gave them to them.

The victims trembled, and their gazes began to change.

"You might as well think about it again, it's still early, don't rush."

He leaned on the horseback, staring at his own sword, not looking at others, his posture was somewhat arrogant.

But with the way he gave a lot of money just now, there was a strange air of being taken advantage of, and the victims began to whisper, and during this period, their eyes kept falling on him.

Laughing, probing, eager, vigilant...

He didn't care about anything, he wiped the sword in his hand, but thoughts slowly drifted away in his mind. He thought of his wife, his three children, his goodwill, and Princess Pingyang's love. Cultivation, appreciation to remember.

Jiaodong was the beginning of his change. Even though he knew that his hands would soon be stained with the blood of innocent people, his face was still peaceful and serene.

Although, his heart was far from being so peaceful.

He didn't know why he trusted him so much. When he first arrived in Jiaodong, he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

At the beginning, he also thought that maybe the king of Jiaodong, who had just gained a firm foothold in Jiaodong, just wanted to find a substitute for the dead ghost to bear all the guilt and infamy.

But when the man looked at him, this thought disappeared.

The position of the general is waiting for you, and I hope you will return triumphantly!

He couldn't help closing his eyes, and with just a few words, he seemed to hear the blood and pride surging in the man's heart, which made him couldn't help getting excited.

He is a man slave and a defeated soldier, but now when he picks up a knife and gun, he still feels that there is nothing sharp about him. He longs for success and victory, longs for the praise of the lord and the admiration of the soldiers.

However, a position like a general needs to be climbed step by step, and this first step has to be paved with the blood of these compatriots.

Half is conscience, half is fame.

His hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand, so he had to forcefully insert it back into the scabbard.

But it didn't help, his hands were still shaking, and he couldn't control it at all, he closed his eyes, but instead of the quiet darkness in front of him, there was endless blood, he had no choice but to open them again, in this short moment, His black and white eyes were bloodshot.

The captain has already organized the second screening. The bamboo sticks in the wooden box are growing up in a very gratifying manner. Looking at the victims with different expressions, many of them have that kind of embarrassment on their faces. The unique embarrassment and secret joy after being cheap.

It's disgusting, but also very lively.

Suddenly, I wasn't sure if I could make a move.