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The killing in the simple carriage shed was very intense. About 20 people came to attack. After half an hour, they were all repelled by Xue Hongxiu and Song Mu. Six people were beheaded, 12 people were seriously injured, and several people escaped. up.

Before the trial of Song Mu and the others, the seriously injured person took poison and committed suicide, none of them survived.

Xue Hongxiu did not find anything from the corpses that could prove their identities.

Yun Jiu'an, holding an oiled paper umbrella, walked over the small ditch where the rain was flowing all the way, without rushing. The dim yellow lantern shone on her beautiful face, giving her an indescribable tranquility.

"Miss Yun, how are you doing over there?" Xue Hongxiu stepped forward and asked worriedly.

Yun Jiu'an curled the corner of her lower lip, "I'm fine. That woman is indeed a killer, but she's already dead. Have you gained anything here?"

Song Mu kicked away a dead killer, and said in a deep voice: "Except for these people, there is nothing to gain. However, your strategy of sneaking into the warehouse is probably in the right place. It seems that even if the Jiang family kept it secret, the news still leaked out." .”

He is dressed in a tight-fitting dark purple outfit, with deep eyes. He is the son of Song Yanning's cousin. He rarely shows up on weekdays. He is a powerful figure who hides behind the glamorous family members.This time, in order to deliver the penicillin to Xiguan safely, I volunteered to go there.

Looking at the official road not far away, Yun Jiu'an said, "It's okay. If we speed up, we will arrive in Yizhou in four days. Lancheng, which is far from Xiguan, can be reached in three days. If we hurry up, we will arrive day and night Hurry up, it is estimated that we will arrive in two days. Don’t forget to ask the adults to welcome us.”

Xue Hongxiu was moved, "If we rush too fast, will your body be able to bear it?"

Yun Jiu'an turned back to her and smiled, "You can't rush. I suspect that someone in the Xiguan Army has been poisoning. If you don't find out as soon as possible, it will be useless to send my medicine."

"Miss Yun, but don't worry, I will send a letter to Aning right away, and I will definitely ask him to wait for us in Lancheng in two days."

As Song Mu said, he was about to go to the carriage to get the special letter paper and ink, but Yun Jiuan stopped him, "If you trust me, lend me your letter paper and ink, I have something to say to your lord."

Song Mu smiled, "If I can't even trust you, I wouldn't be standing here today."

That night, the bodies of those killers were buried on the spot.In this land close to the border, the innkeeper has been operating here for many years, and it is not surprising that many unknown corpses have been buried.

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Di Juyuan was a small mountain tribe located between Tulu Kingdom, Daqing and Western Chu.But over the years, due to their special geographical location, their original tribal customs have been impacted by foreigners who fled to the tribe for refuge from various countries, and the simple folk customs have long since disappeared.

The number of aborigines has decreased year by year, making this small tribe with a radius of tens of miles gradually become a gathering place for bandits and murderers.

After the murderous people settled down here, almost all the businesses that are not allowed by the officials of various countries can be found here.

Selling iron, copper, cold weapons, salt, war horses, even human life, gambling houses, human trafficking, women, etc.In this place, human life is worthless, and it is a dark area where various crimes are performed every day.

Those who can take root here will have no distinction between right and wrong, and all money interests come first.In addition to trading, it is cruel robbery.

The merchants or the people in the border towns that are a little closer to each country are all the targets of their plunder.

Even so, for so many years, no country has encircled and suppressed Di Ju, which further fueled the arrogance of crime here.

At this moment, the crowded and dilapidated long street is lined with iron cages, and people in ragged clothes are locked inside.Vaguely, one can see a young girl with delicate features, a strong man, and a terrified teenager.Almost all of them were disheveled, with fear in their eyes, and they were marked and sold like cattle.

Whenever there are customers who come to choose, they will be pulled out of the iron cage and taken to the small tent next to them to take off their clothes and inspect the goods...

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a young man dressed in black with red borders and six men swaggered past in the market, but they did not attract people's attention - there are many noble men from aristocratic families from all over the world who come here all the year round, and they must be doing the same things. human deeds.

A short, fat man standing on a high platform saw them from afar, and immediately jumped off the platform to meet them, "Sure enough, Mr. Tong is here again. I wonder what good things you want to buy from us this time?"

Mr. Tong's sharp eyes swept around quickly, "I'm afraid that your Boss Zhao is out of stock."

The short fat man patted his chest with his fat and short hands, "Does our boss, Zhao, have any goods? As long as you can afford the price, we will have the goods."

Mr. Tong went straight into the dilapidated hut next to the high platform, and Boss Zhao was hugging two alluring women in his arms.

Tong Gongzi turned a blind eye to it, and found a long bench to sit down on his own, and the six men who followed him stood on both sides.

"Boss Zhao, our last transaction was very pleasant. I'm here today. I wonder if you can buy what you want here?"

Hearing this, Boss Zhao's fleshy face finally lifted from the chests of the two women, and he laughed, "Young Master Tong, do you think I, Mr. Zhao, can't afford it? As long as there is such a thing in the world, money is relative Wait, there's no way I can't get it."

Young Master Tong gave an evil smile, "Speaking is better than singing. Do you have gunpowder?"

Boss Zhao was stunned, "This..."

And just as Mr. Tong got into the hut, a pretty girl in linen clothes and braided braids appeared on the side of the high platform.

She looked left and right, hesitated again and again, gritted her teeth, and was about to enter the room, but someone covered her mouth and nose from behind.

She struggled and screamed, trying to attract the attention of the people in the room, but the force of the attack was endless, and before she could struggle twice, she had already gagged her mouth and put it in a big sack, carried it on and left.

An emerald green embroidered shoe was left on the ground.

The passers-by were accustomed to this scene, and no one took a second look at the kidnapped girl.

After a stick of incense, when Tong Gongzi came out of the wooden house, he suddenly saw the emerald green embroidered shoes by the high platform, his face changed, he picked up the shoes, and from the finely crafted gold thread on them, he had already concluded who the person who lost the shoes was.

"It's Xiao Mo. Guo Jian, you guys search quickly, I'm afraid Xiao Mo is in danger..."

The six men acted immediately.

In the evening, in an adobe-brick thatched cottage, Lu Xiaomo, who had been tied up in a sack for two hours, was almost out of breath because of breathing difficulties. Just when she thought she would die in a sack, she finally heard There was the sound of thin footsteps.

Someone is unpacking the bag.