Tan committed suicide with a knife, which caught Mo Shoucheng by surprise.
By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
Tan is dead with one knife blow.
Moreover, it is already dead.
Zhao Xiaowu heard the noise and rushed in from the door.
Just in time to see it, Mo Shoucheng squatted on the ground and stared at Tan Yidao's body in shock.
"Master Mo, this..." Zhao Xiaowu was stunned.
"It was my negligence!" Mo Shoucheng sighed, "Carry his body back and give it to Lao Duan. I will apologize to him then."
Mo Shoucheng stood up and flew out of the window in a flash.
Zhao Xiaowu did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly picked up the sheets on the bed, carried Tan Yidao's body on his back, jumped out of the window, and got into the carriage.
Carrying a corpse, Zhao Xiaowu did not dare to leave the city directly.
If the soldiers guarding the city discover the clues, it will not be easy to deal with.
So, he drove the carriage to Duan's house to welcome guests to the restaurant.
Of course, Zhao Xiaowu did not go into the restaurant, but moved to the construction site behind and found the manager Mao San.
Duan Wenjun once told him that if he ran into trouble, he could ask Mao San for help.
When Zhao Xiaowu came in, Mao San was leading a group of craftsmen to discuss the decoration of the attic in the back with Lin Nanzhun.
Seeing him walking in, Mao San was stunned for a moment, then let everyone continue the discussion, and took Zhao Xiaowu to the next room.
Zhao Xiaowu went straight in and asked Mao San to find a way to send Tan Yidao's body out of the city and back to Duanjiabao.
Mao San's brows couldn't help but frown.
During this period, Guanxing turned the entire Wangjiang County upside down, first catching Feng Zhongyu and other bandits in Tiandang Mountain.
Just a few days after the incident stopped, another murder occurred in the south of the city, and even more so, Lan Ye, a girl from Wangjiang Art Hall, was killed in full public view.
Guanxing issued an order to strictly check all people entering and leaving the city.
Zhao Xiaowu's worries are correct.
It would indeed be a troublesome matter if Tan Yidao's body was found.
"Brother Xiaowu, otherwise." Mao San frowned, "Shopkeeper Huang will send someone to Duanjiabao to get tofu this afternoon. Then you hide Tan Yidao's body in the mezzanine of the car. He and Shou We have good relations with the soldiers in the city, so we should be able to sneak out."
At this time, Zhao Xiaowu would naturally not object.
"Where's Master Mo?" Mao San asked again.
"I don't know." Zhao Xiaowu shook his head. "After Qin Yidao died, he asked me to take the body back to Duanjiabao to Shaodong's family. He left alone. He said he would meet at a teahouse in Ershilipu outside the city tomorrow. "
Mao San frowned, said nothing, and just nodded slightly.
In Wangjiang Prison, all the jailers have been put down.
The head catcher was in the middle of the cliff, lying motionless on the table.
In the innermost cell, the old scholar Zhou Wuci was lying in a mess in the haystack in the corner.
Inside the cell, there was a disgusting smell of urine.
He was originally very particular, but now he was completely unaware of it.
His eyes looked very dull, staring at the high window on the wall in trance.
Suddenly, the cell door rang.
He thought it was the jailer coming, but when he turned around, he saw an unfamiliar face.
No, this face is not unfamiliar to him.
I've seen it many times before.
The first time he saw this face, he was following Duan Wenjun at Qin Feng's banquet in Wangjiang Tower.
It is said that he is the bodyguard hired by Duan Daxiong for Duan Wenjun.
However, just such a bodyguard was invited to the back row by Qin Feng.
He, Zhou Wuci, was the vice-president of the prestigious Sihai Academy at that time, but he only had a seat at the bottom of the front row.
Later, he also heard that Duan Wenjun's bodyguard was actually from the Yujian Sect.
Yujianmen is said to be one of the three most powerful sects in the world, and the leader.
There are not many people, but their strength is ridiculously strong.
Therefore, when he saw Mo Shoucheng, Zhou Wuci had already expected his own fate.
He just glanced at Mo Shoucheng, but his body did not move. "It seems that Duan Wenjun asked you to take my life!"
Even though he pretended to be very calm, his body still couldn't help but tremble.
A strong smell of urine filled the cell.
He peed.
Scared to the point of peeing.
In fact, he didn't want to die.
Otherwise, he would not have confessed so readily about taking in Feng Zhongyu, and also confessed that Zhang Wenjian contacted him and asked him to do it.
He felt that as long as he cooperated, Guanxing might spare his life.
However, Duan Wenjun will never let him go.
Therefore, when he saw Mo Shoucheng, although he was scared, he accepted his fate.
When Mo Shoucheng came to the cell, he had only one thing to do, and that was to take his life in retaliation for the stormy attack that day.
However, what surprised him was that Mo Shoucheng did not take action.
He covered his nose with his hand. "Can you move? If you can, get up and follow me."
"Follow you?" Zhou Wuci was stunned, but his body did not move.
If he killed himself with one sword, it would be easy.
If it falls into Duan Wenjun's hands, I'm afraid he will slowly torture himself until he has no choice but to live or die.
"Can we leave?" Mo Shoucheng was a little impatient.
"Kill if you want! What other methods does Duan Wenjun want to use to succeed?" Zhou Wuci gritted his teeth.
"Whether you want to go or not is up to you!" Mo Shoucheng snorted coldly, "Mother Liu from Wangjiang Art Museum has already gone to Duanjiabao. Old Duan said, you decide for yourself whether you want to go or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw a silver hairpin on the ground.
Zhou Wuci recognized the silver hairpin, which he gave to Liu's mother.
"Ah? What did you do to her?" Zhou Wuci suddenly became very excited, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Mo Shoucheng.
However, with Mo Shoucheng's skills, how could he let him get close.
With a flash of his body, Mo Shoucheng took a few steps back to the door of the cell.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Zhou Wuci's face suddenly came into close contact with a wooden pillar of the cell.
With a scream, red nosebleeds suddenly poured down his nostrils.
However, Zhou Wuci didn't seem to care at all. He stared at Mo Shoucheng fiercely and said, "What do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything!" Mo Shoucheng rolled his eyes at him, "If I were Lao Duan, I wouldn't agree to Mother Liu so easily and come to this cell to save you!"
"Mother Liu asked you to rescue me?" Zhou Wuci was stunned.
"Are you leaving or not? If not, I will leave." Mo Shoucheng looked very impatient. "Anyway, I have come to rescue you. If you don't go out, it has nothing to do with me."
"Let's go!" Zhou Wuci was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly followed Mo Shoucheng out of the prison.
Mo Shoucheng took Zhou Wuci to a secluded place to take a bath, then flew him out of the city wall, and then came to the teahouse in Ershilipu.
It was not until mid-afternoon that I saw Zhao Xiaowu driving his carriage slowly over.
