The thin man ignored him, but instead lifted up the white cloth, let out a sigh, and cursed: "I told you to come earlier, come earlier, but you are dawdling. Look, someone has come and touched that golden hair crown." Let someone touch it away."
He turned around and saw the fat man leaning against the door without moving, and immediately became angry: "Come here and give me a hand. I think his clothes are good. If you strip them off and sell them, they will be worth some money."
The fat man was scared to death, but he couldn't resist the thin man. He walked up to him tremblingly, and together with the thin man, he helped Mr. Fei Yi up.
The dagger pierced into the vest was half embedded in the flesh and half exposed, and the blood solidified on it. No one thought of pulling the dagger out. Even though the dagger affected his ability to lie flat, he was allowed to lie twisted.
The handle of the dagger was inlaid with various gemstones, which was shining and seemed to be a valuable thing. The thin man's eyes lit up and he pulled out the dagger with a pop.
No dried blood splattered out.
At this time, in the quiet warehouse, painful whispers were heard at the same time, and the words were pitiful: "Oh, it hurts me so much, please be gentle."
The fat man and the thin man looked at each other in horror, and then looked down at the half-sitting Master Feiyi.
The scream was muffled in my throat and I couldn't shout out.
They were both scared out of their minds. There were only two of them in this warehouse. This scream was not made by them, so it could only be...
The fat man was so frightened that he couldn't say anything. He ran away and stumbled when he reached the door. He managed to get up and staggered around shouting. The cry was so miserable that it made people tremble: "Fake, cheat, cheat, cheat." ."
The thin man was so frightened that he forgot to run away, and met the young master in Feiyi's eyes with half-closed eyes.
The thin man groaned, rolled his eyes, and fainted to the ground.
Young Master Fei Yi also fell to the ground, his eyes were tightly closed and his breath was gone. He was clearly dead and could no longer die.
A gust of wind passed over the beams, and Han Changmu and the others flew down.
Yao Yao glanced at the expressionless Han Changmu and felt that the sinister scream just now complemented his face of the King of Hell. It was so perfect that he had to sigh, he was serious about pretending to be a ghost.
Han Changmu didn't know what Yao Yao was thinking, so he quickly took off Master Fei Yi's clothes.
Yao Yao thought for a while, then took off the thin man's outer clothes and put them neatly on Master Feiyi's body.
When Han Changmu saw this, he showed a rare smile.
When Yao Yao was adjusting the skirt of Master Feiyi's clothes, he accidentally touched the skin on his chest. His eyelids twitched and he whispered: "Master, this piece of skin."
Han Changmu understood in an instant, picked up the dagger, raised the knife with his hand, and completely cut off the skin on his chest. After cutting it off, he discovered that the skin was just a piece of fake skin, which was so thin that it tightly adhered to the real skin. On the skin, if you don’t touch it with your hands and just look at it with your eyes, you won’t be able to see any clues.
The two people used their hands and feet to clean up the traces of their previous visit.
I thought that running out with the fat man shouting like this would definitely alert many people to come to check. Who would have thought that before they heard the messy footsteps, they heard the light steps falling gradually approaching.
Han Changmu jumped onto the bed without thinking.
Why are you here again? Who is this? So idle.
Yao Yao held his forehead and sighed, squatting in the shadow on the beam.
This warehouse was particularly busy tonight, and the door kept creaking.
This time two people came in, their figures looked a bit familiar, Han Changmu was startled, it turned out to be her.
An old and respectful voice sounded: "Holy Envoy, this is it."
After a moment of silence, a little girl's voice sounded. She sounded very young, about eight or nine years old, but her tone was old-fashioned: "Search, the Holy Lord said, I would rather destroy that thing than leave it alone." into the hands of the imperial court."
The old voice responded, and just as he was about to take action, he was startled: "Holy Envoy, someone took everything from this person."
The little girl's voice became sharp: "What, check, find out who else has been here tonight, dig down three feet, and find that person."
The old voice said: "Holy Envoy, Han Changmu's whereabouts are unknown. We have to rush to Yumen Pass to set up an ambush to kill him. I'm afraid we don't have enough time."
The little girl thought for a while and her voice calmed down: "Isn't there any news about Han Changmu's whereabouts yet?"
The old voice said: "No, our people did not see Han Changmu leave the capital, but people in the capital sent a message that he had indeed left the capital."
"Trash." The little girl said angrily: "The person who took the thing must still be on the ship. I will give you one night to find that thing."
The old voice said: "Yes, I will obey."
Han Changmu squatted on the beam, listening to these words, he was extremely shocked. The old voice was the old man playing the huqin, and the little girl with the tender voice was the mute girl with excellent dancing skills. No wonder she pretended to be unable to speak. , this sound is so strange and unforgettable.
He noticed the eyes on the other side and looked up, just in time to see a gloating smirk.
Hearing that someone was going to kill Han Changmu, Yao Yao was planning to stay away from this disaster star, but she didn't expect that Han Changmu would see her joke. She choked and her breathing became messy.
"Who is it?" The mute woman's ears were so good that she heard the slight change and suddenly shouted sharply. She lowered her slim waist, raised her hand, and two willow leaves flew towards Yao Yao's hiding place.
Only two clanging sounds were heard, and the willow leaf flying knife seemed to be embedded in the beam, making a buzzing sound.
The mute girl looked up and saw no movement in the shadows, so she breathed a sigh of relief. When she saw the thin man lying next to Mr. Feiyi, she felt that she might be suspicious of someone else. Her messy breathing just now was probably due to troubled waters, and now she is From the unlucky guy pretending to be dead.
The people who just ran out to call for help must be in the same group as this person, so they probably took the things away.
She raised her chin at the thin man and said, "Kill him."
The old man said nothing, holding a flying knife like a crescent moon between his fingers, and slashed towards the thin man's neck.
The thin man couldn't pretend any longer and screamed "Ouch". He didn't even take a closer look at the mute woman and the old man. He just pushed the old man away without thinking and ran away like crazy.
The old man was obviously unprepared. He was pushed and staggered by the thin man with little effort. He had already lost the opportunity. When he got up and chased after him, he heard the chaotic sounds of people and footsteps.
The mute woman and the old man looked at each other, and had no choice but to give up chasing the thin man for the time being. Instead, they pretended to be cautious, and quietly mingled with the people who came to watch the excitement, hoping to take advantage of the chaos and look for him again.
As for Han Changmu and the other two, just as the crowd rushed into the warehouse, they landed lightly, quietly exited the warehouse, and returned to their room on the third floor.
It wasn't until he closed the door tightly that Han Changmu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yao Yao's arm: "How's it going?"
Yao Yao's face turned pale, and he covered his arm with his hands. No blood flowed out, nor did it drip to the ground.
The moment Liuye's flying knife pierced his arm, Yao Yao pulled it out and nailed it to the beam, making it look like the flying knife had pierced the air and was nailed to the beam.
Then, taking advantage of the chaos, she took out a homemade hemostatic bandage and tied it to the wound.
She let go of her hand and shook her head: "It's okay, it's a flesh wound. I'll just bandage it again."
Han Changmu nodded and said no more.
Now that you have accepted this errand, you should have the awareness that you cannot escape unscathed.
What, he forced this job onto her.
No, without this errand, she would have received other errands. If he didn't do it, others would have done it, so it would be better for him to do it. At least after the job was completed, he would not take away the credit from her and would even ask for it for her. achievement.
Yao Yao returned to the room, took out the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound. The golden sore medicine was specially formulated by Liu Shengsheng. It was easy to use, but it was more painful than ordinary gold sore medicine. She grimaced in pain.
The blade of the Willow Leaf Flying Knife was as thin as paper, with a raised ridge in the middle, but the tip was as sharp as a needle. The wound caused by the puncture looked small, but in fact the bone was deep.
Naturally, the dosage of gold sore medicine should be larger, and the pain will naturally be more abnormal.
She was shivering in pain, dripping with cold sweat, and sighed.
Fortunately, the mute woman didn't quench the poison on the flying knife, otherwise, she would be dead, and she would probably be cold by now.
She had expected that this trip would be difficult, but it had just begun and she was already risking her life. It was foreseeable that she would live in dire straits in the future.
What's even more desperate is that there is a cold-faced Yama urging me to die next to him, and he can't even see a smiling face.
This day is simply unbearable.
She stamped her feet and hit the bed angrily, pulling at the wound, and hissed in pain.
As soon as everything was put away, the boy on the boat knocked on the door in panic.
Han Changmu was wearing a snow-white coat, rubbing his sleepy eyes, looking like he had just woken up, and said vaguely: "What's wrong, something happened."
The boy trembled his lips, and his face was so ugly that he couldn't look straight at him. He couldn't say the whole sentence, "It's a lie, it's a lie, it's a corpse, oh, no, there's someone, no, tonight, someone died on the boat, no." Taiping, the shopkeeper called me Xiao, and he came to tell the distinguished guests that if nothing happens, don’t go out unless you have nothing to do.”
Han Changmu nodded calmly: "Okay, I understand."
The boy was amazed, he was indeed a distinguished guest who could afford to live on the third floor. He had seen the world, and when he heard about the corpse scam, his expression did not change.
The boy's body was shaking like a dead branch in the wind. He knocked on Yao Yao's door again and said what he had just said, confusingly and tremblingly.
Yao Yao also nodded calmly: "Okay, thank you very much, brother."
After tossing for half a night, at dawn, the ship docked at the ferry dock. Han Changmu did not get off the ship, but stood at the window and watched Huang Huai and his men, carrying the Fei Yi master, disembarking together with the thin man and the fat man tied behind.
As for the mute girl and the old man, they were determined to get what Master Feiyi had on him, so naturally they would not miss this opportunity. They also found an excuse to get off the boat and quietly followed behind.
