The Governor is Sick

"The head of the class is no longer the supervisor of the East Factory, and isn't he letting Xia Houyi go?" Xia Houyi asked with a narrowed eye.

Shen Yan didn't answer, but just asked: "Who the **** are you?"

"The villain is the uncle of Yunxianlou, whose name is Shang Erlang." Xia Hou said, "The boss killed Yan Xiaobei, but He Yanbei died on our bed. The villain can't just sit back and ignore it, that's why Yi Rong became Yan Xiaobei. "

Shen Min raised her hand slightly and made a gesture, saying, "Yes or no, just tear off your mask."

Immediately, two fanzis came forward, Xiahou stepped off the horse, and two fanzis, four hands, patrolled around the edge of his cheek, looking for the seam of the mask. He couldn't feel the gap, and poked on his face again. After searching for a long time, he didn't find any reason.

Two people looked at each other. One of them smelled a short scent of fragrance from Xia Houyun, and came over secretly through the rain, and suddenly realized: "He didn't wear a mask, he used powder powder!" I stretched it to the tip of my nose and sniffed, saying, "It's Tianxiangge's fat powder. My mother-in-law uses this. His formula is special. The powdered powder on the face can't be washed off with water. You must use a damp cloth to oil to remove clean."

"Then go to the inn, there is tea oil in the inn," said another fan.

Xia Hou An'an stood silently, Shen Chen looked at him for a while, and said, "You're calm."

Xiahou said, "Because I am not."

Shen Yan did not speak again. The rain was very heavy, the leaves of the old locust tree were beaten by the wind and rain, crackled, and it was dark in the narrow alley. Everyone's face was vaguely black. Xia Houyu looked up at the sinking horse, He couldn't see his expression clearly, but only saw him looking at himself. For no apparent reason, Xia Houzhen noticed that there seemed to be deep sadness in his eyes.

The screams in the inn gradually faded, and Xia Houyi followed Shen Yan and entered the door. Around the shadow wall, the green brick floor was full of red blood, mixed with rainwater flowing into the ditch, and washed clean after a while. Fanzis were disposing of the corpse, digging up the soil, and digging out a large pit. The famous ones were thrown in one by one. The corpses were stacked inside, with their heads resting on their feet, their feet resting on their heads, and a horrified expression on their faces, fixed into a facial feature.

The shop has been cleaned, the tables and chairs are pulled apart, and only a backrest chair is left in the middle, and a black coffee table is placed next to it. Two people knelt on the ground, wearing bright yellow flying fish suits, no hats on their heads, skewed net towels, the flesh on their faces shivering, snuggling together, like frozen birds in the frost wind. The shopkeeper, his wife and children were crouched in the corner of the west siding. A wooden shelf hung from the wall above their heads, on which a lacquered gold **** of wealth statue was placed. They regarded the **** of wealth as a bodhisattva and kept worshipping Amitabha.

Shen Yan bent down and sat in the chair, the skirt of the swaying skirt opened like a fan, and the knees were intertwined with gold and silver. When the two saw Shen Ye, Qi Qi played a pendulum, but Shen Ye ignored them, reached out and pointed at Xia Hou Yi, and said, "Duanpen oil comes over, wash his face clean."

Fanzi brought the tea oil in the kitchen and took the towels. Xiahou removed the makeup on her face and washed her face with water.

Zhu Shunzi has been watching for a while. He has not mixed rivers and lakes. Such easy-to-hand skills have been heard but have not been witnessed. Now he can put an egg in his mouth.

Xia Houzhen took off his makeup and looked calmly at Shen Huan.

Shen Ye stood up and walked over. He was tall and the shadow fell, covering Xiahou Yan who was kneeling on the ground. Xiahouyi subconsciously backed slightly, Shen Min reached out his hand, groped on his face, like an immortal, had to find the gap in the mask, and tore it off, exposing his original face.

But no.

Shen Min's heart was completely cold. He felt ridiculous. After three and a half months, he was determined to stop thinking, and he held such a faint hope. When I met someone who could change my mind, I felt that it was a little bit possible. If I caught it, I wouldn't let go. If the truth was torn open little by little, my heart would bleed with little by little, and finally blood dripped. Just give up.

People are not afraid to be buried in the dark abyss all their lives, they are afraid that they will eventually climb up to see a little bright shadow, reach out to grab, and fall back before they reach their hands, falling to pieces.

He retracted his hands, turned his back, and said dumbly, "Go."

Xia Hou stunned for a moment before reacting. Shen Zhuang talked to him, got up from the ground, and went out. Fanzi stopped him and asked him to stand under the veranda with Zhu Shunzi.

Zhu Shunzi curiously reached over his hand, and slammed Xia Houyi's face, thumbs up and said: "True cow. I can't see your clues with my fire eyes, you really do so easy. . "

Xia Houzhen was in a bad mood and casually hummed a few words.

The two of them squatted under the eaves in front of the patio.

"Well, sorry for my brother, I'm dead at a young age." Zhu Shunzi sighed. "Looking like this, I'm almost there. I went to see him and didn't know what to say. There was nothing but tears. Thousand lines! "

Xia Houzhen thought of Yan Xiaobei. Now that he thinks, the guy has a dark complexion and bleeding from his mouth and eyes. He is clearly poisoned by arsenic and aconite. No wonder that day was a rush and I didn't have time to look carefully, I really thought it was Ah Chu who accidentally killed him. Xia Houyi patted Zhu Shunzi's shoulder, making him sad.

"Well, I asked for it myself." Zhu Shunzi was downcast. "Without a good examination, I have to go to an east factory. That's all, but I went to the old thief of Weide to find myself dead. I understand. As far as my fish is concerned, the farming is still in order, and the promotion will be rich, so let's die soon. "

He turned to look at Shen Yan's direction. "You see, people are just characters. Everyone thought he wasn't singing anymore, and they didn't expect others to be alive. He was in the dark, Weid was in the Ming, who Mother's smile is not necessarily in the end. "

Xia Houyi also looked over and asked, "Who are the two people kneeling?"

"Jing Yiwei's stomach is Jin Yiwei's acquaintance with Su Yu, and the one who dares not move on the ground is Beizhen Fusi Zhen Fu Li Changyan."

Shen Min looked down at the two people shaking on the ground, and smiled grimly, "Say, where do you meet with the King of Fu?"

Su Yuqiang cheered up and said, "Shen Yun, you are so brave, you dared to intercept halfway, and washed the inn by blood! You know, the imperial guilt of the court, you ca n’t escape!" Then he softened again. The tone, "Shen Yun, you have time to go back now. The official intercedes for you and reads your past loyalty, and Grandpa Wei will not embarrass you. Let's hide this from letting the Procuratorate and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs know. How about you still go to Nanjing? "

"Yes, yes!" Li Changyan next to him also said, "Song Father, look back at the shore, look back at the shore!"

"It's a good word, I'm afraid our family will be dead halfway." Shen Xie put her clothes on and settled down in her chair again. "You two, let's do it. Those punishment in jail. It ’s not unclear. In the old days, watching other people grooming and digging their stomachs, it ’s not fun, but I do n’t know how I am being punished today. ”

Both of them shivered, Su Yu said, "Shen Yun, you used the torture of the imperial court, don't you want your head on? What can you do if you know the whereabouts of His Royal Highness? How will your Highness listen to you? Come with you, a drowning dog? Or, do you plan to kill His Royal Highness too? You ... you ... are so guilty! "

"Reluctant to say it? It's quite boney." Shen Yan sneered, "It was supposed to go through all the penalties, but our family is in a hurry, but you are not entangled here. Come, play the pipa directly. Prepare the ginseng soup, and let them both taste the taste. "He pondered for a while and smiled at Su Yu." You are brave, you come first! "

As soon as Shen Yan's voice fell, a few fans immediately came up, dragging Li Changyan aside first, pressing his head to let him look carefully, and then pressing Su Yu on the ground, his hands and feet were fixed, and his clothes were removed. Bare chest and abdomen. Su Yu screamed in horror and kept swearing.

Fanzi had already come up with a sharp knife over there. They were all veterans who used torture. They were used in prison without blinking their eyelids. Playing the pipa sounds good, but it's actually inhumane. Taking a person's ribs as a lute string and a knife tip as a pick, walking back and forth on the prisoner's ribs, blood soon dripped. This veteran has always mastered the power well, and the knife tip will not die if he walks on the ribs for three or four turns. When he is dizzy, he will wake up with water and hang it with ginseng soup. He can't die if he wants to die. No way. Sometimes the flesh and blood on the chest were completely removed, and the ribs of the knife directly popped on the ribs, which really made a nice sound.

Su Yu has fainted twice, and there is blood flowing on his chest and abdomen. Someone plays the pipa while some people pour soup into his mouth. Shen Yan watched quietly, stroking the fringe of the jade in his waist, cold like an ice sculpture. Li Changyan was frightened, his hands and feet were shaking, he could n’t keep looking and wanted to turn his head, Fanzi turned his head back, wanted to close his eyes, and Fanzi raised his eyelids. In short, he must keep his eyes open. How Su Yu was tortured.

Zhu Shunzi said bitterly to Xia Houyi: "The two of us are just two insignificant little shrimps. Shen Yun should not use us to punish him, right?"

Xia Houzhen also looked a little dazed, but he comforted him and said no.

They were squatting under the veranda in front of the shop, and the situation in the hall was visible. Xia Houyi still saw this for the first time. Although their assassins were dealing in human life, they had always been concerned about quick decisions. It was better to kill them with one shot, never tortured their prey, let alone these tricks. Galanli's treatment of the assassin who committed the crime is also a flogging. Although it is also difficult to beat, it is still better than the "playing of the pipa". Rao Xiahou, a well-informed person, frowned and avoided his eyes .

"Dead." Fanzi stopped and said to Shen Wei.

Su Yu was out of breath, stood on the ground, her white ribs in her chest were exposed to the air, and she could see the two lungs underneath.

Li Changyan was paralysed on the ground, his eyes getting woody.

Shen Yan's eyes fell on him, and he fluttered softly, "It's you."

"I move, I can move everything!" Li Changyan walked to Shen Yan's side, crying, "We have an appointment, Fu King set off from Jiading to the north, we meet in the river, meet in the river!"

"and then?"

"Then ... then go to the capital together, the Wei Gonghui will meet in the suburbs of Beijing, and secretly take His Royal Highness into the palace. They will force Viva to write the widow, and Li Fu will be the prince!" Let me live, but please give me a happy one! Please!

"That's what you want." Shen Yan leaned back and pressed his brows. A fan came forward, took out a waist knife, and pinched Li Changyan's hair. The knife swept across his neck, and blood spewed out.

Zhu Shunzi saw his eyes straight, and murmured: "It's coming to us, it's coming to us! Shen Renren is just like this, it is impossible to take our two burdens to the river, let alone leave us here to leak him The wind. We are going to die, we are going to die! "

Xia Houyi also slightly suspended his heart. His knife was seized. Without the knife, they are the fish on the chopping board and they can be slaughtered by anyone. He looked around to see if there was any way to escape, but the doors and gates everywhere were strictly guarded by Fanzi. It was okay to escape from the house, but it was not easy.

It's really awkward to die here. Unexpectedly, he came out of Galan alive, and died in the hands of Shen Wei in the end.

But ... nothing bad. Xiahou looked at the sky and smiled.

All the questions were asked. Fanzi dragged the bodies of Su Yu and Li Changyan under the patio and threw them into the pit. When the rain stopped, the dark moldy moss on the stone bricks was shining with wet light. The wind was a lot lighter, and the hexagonal lanterns under the eaves blew slightly, and light and shadow lingered on the ground. Shen Ye sat in a chair for a while, got up and walked upstairs, and inadvertently saw Xiahou Ao under the veranda. He squatted on the steps, looking at himself, the light and shadow of the lantern fell in his eyes, mixed with light and darkness.

He is a man who described Luotuo, his cheeks are thin and not very eye-catching. When he does not smile, he has a lonely and cold taste between his eyebrows and eyes. Keeping her head down, not talking, occasionally smiling lightly, and the smile was not deep enough to reach the bottom of her eyes.

He was like a lonely wild ghost running away from home, and Shen Zhen suddenly felt that way, like Xiahou Yan who gathered his fangs and conquered evil spirits.

Especially those eyes are so similar in shape. Just a few years ago, when he saw these eyes, it was still violently killing, but now these eyes are like a lonely ancient well, silent and deep.

Shen Xuan walked towards him. Zhu Shunzi suddenly stiffened, hiding behind Xia Houyi, and whispered, "Here, come! Lord Yan Luo is here!"

"I just watched so much, aren't you afraid?" Shen Yan stood before him, looking down at him.

Xia Hou shook his head.

"I look very familiar with your eyes," Shen said.

Xia Houyi touched his eyes, and said, "Is it like who?"

"It looks too good, like Xia Houyi." Shen Zhengding looked at him for a while, and said, "Stop it, pack it for me and put it in a jar."

His Majesty said something and turned away, Xiahou was in place.

What does this guy mean! ?

A few fans came over to beat him, Xia Houyi turned his head and ran, the veranda was blocked, and he jumped into the patio while holding Zhulan. After that, a whistling blade broke, Xia Houyi lowered his head, his sharp blade. Swipe over him, bringing out the bitter cold. Fanzi were forced to come over, Xia Houzhen had to fight. A knife came over with the back of the knife. Xia Houyan turned to the side, locked the man's wrist, twisted it hard and clicked, and the man's arm was dislocated.

Two more sons rushed over and hugged his legs from left to right. At the same time, someone kicked him behind his back, and Xia Houyun fell to the ground. But he still struggled hard and crawled forward. The black-pressed fans rushed into the patio, and they all pressed on Xia Houyu. Someone clenched his head, and several others pressed his legs and hands with his knees, his waist and back being crushed.

Xia Hou gritted his teeth, the back of Yu Guangli's deeper and deeper, and the sharp-edged sharp-edged knife was getting closer.

Become disabled, might as well die!

"Shen Yun! Don't go! I know Xia Houyi, I will take you to find him!" Xia Houyi shouted.

Shen Min paused, leaned over, and said coldly: "Lying. Tongue pulled out! Throw it away!"

Xia Hou was anxious, and hurried out, "I am the mother of Xia Hou, I am! You are not trying to kill me, you are killing me Shen Shen!"

Shen Yan ignored him and went on.

Fanzi raised his knife, and the knife light was reflected in Xia Houyi's eyes, frosty. There was a string in his heart tightening, and his eyes reflected the blade, becoming more and more clear.