The little thief walked fast, and Zhong Xie followed closely behind. He left the town and went west, and there was a wild grass. The dead grass reached Zhong Xie halfway, and when the little thief arrived here, he was like a fish in water and almost threw Zhong Xie away. His boots were trapped in the mud. Zhong Xie followed in a mess and made a mile look, and the two finally passed through the dead grass.

The little thief stopped, raised his head and pointed in front with his chin.

Zhong Xie couldn't see clearly, and the pit that slid down the side was dark, with some dead grass and broken branches intertwined. He walked a few steps closer and suddenly grabbed the little thief's arm.

"Go together."

The rain hit him with a slight blow. The little thief struggled away his hand, rubbed his arm in extreme disgust, pulled his belt with his backhand, and pulled the person towards the pit.

Zhong Xie squatted and pulled open the dead grass, and seemed to smell the burned smell in the rain. He leaned over, reached in, touched his hard body, and didn't know where he pulled it, and pulled the body out of half of his body.

He saw clearly that his stomach suddenly twitched and twisted. He let go of his hands without thinking about it, avoiding the sound of his head and vomiting.

The corpse seemed to have been scratched and burned again. If it weren't for the heavy rain, there would have been only a black torso. However, it was not much better now. He was pulling the corpse's chest and dragging the person out to reveal his terrible head.

"Last night." The thief squatted beside the corpse, burning half of the body's clothes, revealing dark red and purple corpse spots mixed with it. "Someone threw him here and came to burn again this afternoon." He faced the corpse as if he was facing ordinary people, without any fear in his eyes. Even while Zhong Xie vomited, he overthrew the corpse with force.

Yu rushed on his face, and Zhong Xie left his head and took a rest before turning back. He swept the body and rubbed it on the clothes he had taken off, but he didn't touch anything. There were no scars on his back. He looked at the shoulder of the corpse, resisted the fear of facing this face, and found the traces of holes stabbing on the shoulder of the corpse. Zhong Xie opened the front of the person again, and saw that the corpse's chest was stabbed several times.

The little thief pointed at the chest and said, "This was pricked after being dragged over." He paused slightly, "forgot how many times he had stabbed."

Zhong Xie looked up at him and said in a deep voice: "What did you do here last night?"

The little thief didn't say anything, Zhong Xie pulled him tightly, dragged him in front of him, and said, "If you can't explain clearly, this case will start from you!"

The little thief's eyes were brighter by the rain. He stared at Zhong Xie and said, "Come here to kill someone!" Seeing Zhong Xie, he broke free and said, "But not kill this."

"You followed them?" Zhong Xie asked tightly: "Who are they?"

"I don't know." The little thief stood up and said calmly: "I've brought you here. I'm leaving."

Zhong Xie rushed to his hand and said, "You are a witness!" Seeing that he was already angry, he said, "If you explain it clearly, I will give you a silver prize!" Zhong Xie said and touched his chest, but the wallet was handed over today, so where is the money left?

The little thief sneered and wanted to make a move.

Zhong Xie made a move and pulled down the jade pendant on his waist and threw it to him, "Hold it first!"

The jade pendant in the night rain splashed water and mud, and it touched the fingertips but was extremely smooth and delicate. The little thief looked through it, confirmed that it was valuable, stuffed it into his arms, and squatted down again.

However, before he could speak, he suddenly grabbed Zhong Xie's collar and swept to the dry grass with vigilance in his eyes.

"Here I'm back!"

He pulled Zhong Xie's waist and drilled into the other end of the dead grass. The body was not enough to push, and Zhong Xie was pulled to the point of stumble. The talent entered the grass and planted into the mud, and threw the mud all over the face. Zhong Xie shook the mud and saw the little thief showing a shut-up gesture to him in the rain.

The conversation was not obvious in the night rain, but it could be heard.

"Hand away with your hands and feet..." The sound stopped when I pushed away the dead grass, and then I turned around and shouted angrily: "Didn't you stuff it in?"

"Bah." The man who was spitting out the rain looked over and saw the body lying in the mud with half of his body exposed, and was stunned and screamed: "No, no, everyone was watching me stuffed in!" He said: "How did this come out?" He shivered in the night rain again, "Did it be that he crawled by himself?"

"The person has died long ago." Someone squatted beside the corpse, but his eyes suddenly stared at the ground and then looked over the footprints.

The little thief suddenly pulled Zhong Xie's back collar fiercely, saying hello, and then rushed out first, rushed into the grass and ran away.

Damn it!

Zhong Xie got up with his hands and feet, and he caught up without standing firmly.

The people behind followed and saw that the two had already run away, not only cursed suddenly: "You can't let them run away!" As he said that, he kicked his own people hard and scolded: "Or it's just that we'll lose our heads!"

Zhong Xie gasped and the rain slammed into his face. He gradually distanced himself from the thief. The mud under his feet accumulated more and more, and his feet were lifting slowly. However, the people behind him were chasing him relentlessly. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to stop and reason at this time!

The little thief didn't look back at all and rushed all the way. Zhong Xie felt his chest was about to crack. He was gasping for a long time and had no idea which direction he was rushing. He could only stare at the back of the thief's head and not let himself fall.

Unexpectedly, the little bastard suddenly stopped quickly, turned around and rushed back.

"Changhe!" He waved to Zhong Xie, "There is a long river in front!"

"I, cough, I thought you knew the way?" Zhong Xie stopped his momentum of rushing back, and tried his best to step on the mud that spread to his calves and continued to rush forward, sternly saying: "There is a dead end behind! Go down the river! Let's go down the river!"

"I don't know how to doze!" The little thief was pulled forward by him and shouted: "You go down! I'll run from behind!"

Zhong Xie refused to let go, dragged others to death, and said, "I haven't finished the trial yet! You must be with me!" He was so quick that he touched the thief's chest and said, "The case has not been investigated yet! This silver prize does not count!"

The little thief was extremely angry and swallowed it again, so he could only run forward. When Zhong Xie rushed to the edge of the long river, he could see the face of chasing people clearly. He exhaled deeply, and didn't even have time to say anything, and led the little thief into the water of the long river.

The boy rushed in just like that. He was choked by the river and struggled violently when he entered the water. Zhong Xie pressed his back and floated out of the water with the person. After he coughed up the water, he went in again.

The man on the shore slammed his hands and scolded him angrily, turned around and kicked the previous man, and said evilly: "Go to report it! Let the lord seal this land!" He gritted his teeth and roared: "If you can't hurry, just wait for death!"

When Zhong Xie rode ashore, he had already tried his best. He landed on the mud beach, and no longer cared about being neat and upright, so he could only breathe. After a while, he reached out and patted the little thief beside him.

The man immediately opened his eyes, vomited the mud and sand that rushed into his mouth, and supported himself to relieve his strength.

"Add money." He glared at Zhong Xie.

Zhong Xie pulled off his loose hairband and said, "That jade pendant can reach the best house in Kyoto. Since you want to do a business selling news, don't be too greedy."

The kid got up, wiped his face and left.

Zhong Xie turned over and lay on the mud flat, and the rain had become fine cow hair. He said, "You go, just take a note on the desk."

The little thief turned back, grabbed the mud and sand and stuffed it in his face, squatted in front of his head, and said, "What else do you want?"

"Why do you want to kill them?" Zhong Xie stared into his eyes and asked, "Who are they? That corpse doesn't seem to be killed."

"I don't know." The little thief's face was washed clean, showing his slightly dark skin on weekdays, and he looked quite comfortable. He said, "If I want to kill them, they should kill them. The corpse is the corpse. When will it die, that is what you should investigate as an official."

"Tell me the reason for the murder." Zhong Xie shook off the mud and sand on his face and said, "Just leave."

The little ghost paused, "Four days ago, they sent a drunk to my job."

Zhong Xie was lying down, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes wide, he was about to sit up. The little thief was caught off guard by his forehead and hissing in pain. Zhong Xie was knocked back by this and said with a cough: "I'm sorry..." and said: "I'm giving a drunk? A drunk who is about the same size as a corpse? Where did you go, the yard in the east of the town?"

"The yard with women." The thief stood up, "I'm done."

Zhong Xie didn't ask anyone, he had indeed got what he deserved. He lay on the ground, his mind was spinning rapidly. He couldn't tell whether it was anger or shock in his chest, and only one sentence was left in the end.

As the deputy envoy of the Criminal Presiding Censor, why did Kong Xiangwen achieve this?

Liu Qinghuan put the tea leaves into the cup. Kong Xiangwen looked at the corners of her eyes twitched, and she felt that this man was really a chewing peony. Liu Qinghuan knew what he was thinking, so she threw the tea jar over and said, "It's not a valuable thing, and when things are done, the tea fields will be yours."

Kong Xiangwen sniffed at the can, said good tea, and said, "It was four or six cents, why do you do it for me?"

Liu Qinghuan snorted and said, "What's the use of giving it to me? After this incident, I rented all the paddy fields in Qingshui Township on credit, and wanted to go to Wuhan Foshan with the Marquis for seven or eight years, which was enough to sell it under my hands. Instead of giving me no one to govern, it would be better to do a favor."

Kong Xiangwen sighed, "You have gone with the Marquis and the Fairy couple. I will only leave me here to wait for the loess to bury myself."

"Come on." Liu Qinghuan's lips extended contempt, "Isn't it the fame and fortune you have been pursuing in the officialdom until now? After this case, Qi Yi was withdrawn, and Qingping Mansion had no intention of the future. The emperor had only been ascending the throne for five years, and he had already seen the candidates for local appointments, and he could not avoid you. When you ascend to the position of this governor, I would also call you respectfully when I see you."

"That's it." Kong Xiangwen smiled and said, "I was not at ease in my heart before the moment I received the seal. Besides, didn't Qingping come to Zhong Xie now? Can Mr. Zhong not make any plans for him?"

"Even if Zhong Ziming wants to promote his grandson, he must be qualified. Zhong Xie has been serving as the governor of the grain industry for less than half a year, and has never been to the Secretariat, nor has he ever made a name in the Hanlin. If Zhong Ziming wants to recommend him as a governor, what can he have to stand his foothold?" Liu Qinghuan tasted the tea he made, and then splashed his face again, frowned and said, "In other words, it's just a thing that relies on the family to enjoy the cool air. In contrast, the Zhong family in Jiangtang has produced two powerful people, and they have all fallen into the eyes of the leader of the Qingliu School, Hou Ke."

Kong Xiangwen suddenly said: "I heard about the New Year's Meeting before the New Year, but Zhong He, Zhong Yuanwen, "Wild Mountain Yuanwen, Yiyun Baiou" and Zhong You, Zhong Baiou?" He thought for a while, "It's a pity that I have never seen it, otherwise it would be good to make friends."

"If you really want to make friends," Liu Qinghuan suppressed the cup, "Then let the case be finished as soon as possible. I will go to the Marquis and say that when this annual meeting is reunited, you will definitely see you enough."

Kong Xiangwen laughed and said, "The certificate of the coroner's inspection has been filed. The paper was sealed and handed out tomorrow morning. I have been waiting there for a long time. In just three days, another shocking case will be launched, which is a must-have for Qi Yi."

"That was shocking." Liu Qinghuan also smiled, "The wickedest person in the priest today mentioned the former guilty prince. If this small murder case digs out an old incident and causes the emperor to be furious, Qi Yi will be the first to escape."

After the sound was over, both of them laughed and each sought their own profits.

There was water leaking in Widow's prison, and the guard only cared for drinking, regardless of her. She hugged in the corner, holding the straw in a daze. The prison was dark and damp, with only a small window exposed. Widow looked at the window, not knowing what was going on.

A knock suddenly sounded on the window railing.

Widow Shi seemed to wake up and squinted her eyes and saw Shi Yu's face.

Shi Yu took the dessert and roast chicken wrapped in oil paper and handed it in through the crack of the window. Shi Widow stared at him gloomyly, but he still had no expression, neither seeing sadness nor excitement.

When the widow slowly crawled over.

Shi Yu's hand has not moved.

However, Widow Shi did not take food, but grabbed Shi Yu's hand and looked at him through the crack in the window. She whispered and said in a hurry: "Go home!"

Shi Huang still does not move.

Her nails were deeply pinched into Shi Yu's wrist and said again: "Go home! Downwell, box, burn it!"

Shi Yu's eyes moved and he held her hand back, "Is it Shi Tingzhou's thing?"

Shi Widow only urged: "Burn it!"

Shi Yu didn't say anything, put the thing in her hand, and pulled out his hand. He just nodded, indicating that he understood. He stood up and turned around, and walked back into the rain.

Shi Widow tilted on the window railing and looked at him, her eyes suddenly softened into water, and she suddenly called out a small voice.

"Yu'er."

The sound of rain blocked it, and Shi Yu did not look back.

After turning around, Zhong You was waiting for him with an umbrella. When he saw him, he stepped forward a few steps and hesitated: "Shi Yu?"
Chapter completed!