Gu Xifeng and Hou Hou watched Qin Chuan die from poison in silence, unable to change anything, and felt very heavy.
After Gu Xifeng checked that Qin Chuan was completely dead, he took out the letter from Xinhan from Lu Suya and put it away together with the information written by Qin Chuan.
The monkey caught the black pigeon that was still waiting for Qin Chuan to put in the information, knocked it unconscious, and took it away to see if Huang Xin could squeeze out some residual value from the pigeon.
Gu Xifeng picked up a piece of letter paper, wrote a letter, and put it in an envelope.
After leaving the county Yin Yamen and only walking a short distance, Gu Xifeng's face became more and more ugly. He stopped in a cold sweat and covered his stomach. His body was still shaking slightly, and then he vomited. The monkey saw this He was giving support and patting on the back, his face full of anxiety.
"Xifeng, what's going on? Are you drunk or poisoned?"
"No, there is nothing wrong with my body. The problem lies in my heart. Killing is indeed not a simple matter. The feeling of killing someone for the first time is really not wonderful. A living person, because of such a blow, everything in his life has been taken away. , turned into nothingness.”
"I have been experiencing all kinds of negative emotions since I took action, and I feel much better after I vomited it out just now." Gu Xifeng stopped vomiting, took a deep breath, and calmed down his mood.
"Then I didn't feel anything unusual about you in the house just now. You were drinking with Qin Chuan." Monkey was confused.
"Hold it, it would be so embarrassing if I threw up on the spot in that situation." Gu Xifeng covered his face with one hand, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Stop talking about this. I'm fine. Hurry up and contact the people in Dark Star in the city."
The two of them went straight to the outlying organizational stronghold of the Seven Killing Battalion in Xinyang City.
There is a house deep in an ordinary alley in Xinyang City. No one comes here all year round, and when someone comes, they leave in a hurry.
There are no neighbors near this house. Even if it was occupied before, it is now empty.
Even the naughtiest children are reluctant to play here, and there are rumors that some people have heard scary noises nearby.
This is not a haunted house, but the owner's business is to make money from dead people. This house is a coffin shop.
At this moment, two figures rushed into the alley. It was already late at night. The two figures were very fast and their figures were like ghosts. When they arrived at the door of the coffin shop, they observed that no one was nearby and knocked on the door gently.
A moment later, a hoarse old man's voice sounded from the door, with dissatisfaction in his tone. "Who is it? He stayed up most of the night and knocked on something. He wanted to order a coffin and come back tomorrow morning."
"Boss, I'm afraid you don't have the coffin I want." A voice sounded very young.
Upon hearing this, the old man's face immediately became serious.
"Could it be that your guest wants the gold coffin and the silver coffin?"
"The coffin I want is warm in winter and cool in summer, and you can still see the stars at night."
The door creaked open and two people walked into the courtyard.
This coffin shop was the outer stronghold of the Seven Kills Camp, and the visitors were none other than Gu Xifeng and Monkey.
The two showed the Seven Kills Camp token to the old man. The old man just nodded slightly and said nothing. Instead, he closed the door tightly and walked into the courtyard. Gu Xifeng and the other two followed.
"I don't know who came up with such an embarrassing code. It has no connotation at all." The monkey said to Gu Xifeng in a low voice while looking at the various coffins that filled the courtyard.
Seeing that Gu Xifeng didn't answer, the monkey turned his eyes, and then the two of them said in unison: "Huang Xin!" The two laughed together. The old man leading the way looked strange and shook his head slightly.
The three of them walked together to an ordinary coffin. The old man knocked on the top of the coffin a few times. The lid of the coffin slowly opened, leaving an entrance. The old man didn't look like an old man at all at this time. He jumped into the coffin with a slight jump. Gu Xifeng and the others quickly followed. After the three of them disappeared, the coffin lid slowly closed again.
There is a cave inside the coffin, which is a staircase leading to the underground. There are oil lamps on both sides of the wall for lighting, so the inside is not dark.
The stairs were not long, and soon the three of them arrived in a large stone room.
"My subordinate, Wang Yao, the manager of Dark Star Xinyang City Branch, pays homage to the two adults. I was worried that there might be ears in the wall and had to be cautious. Please be patient." The old man changed his previous indifference and saluted the two adults with a respectful attitude. .
Dark Star is one of the peripheral organizations of the Seven Kills Battalion. It has branches in various cities and is the largest part of the Seven Kills Battalion. Members of the Seven Kills Battalion can dispatch Dark Star branch personnel at any time when performing tasks.
"It's okay. Manager Wang doesn't need to be polite." Gu Xifeng hurriedly spoke and stepped forward to gently support the old man.
"Two adults, what are your orders for coming to my Xinyang branch late at night?"
"To be fair to Steward Wang, the two of us are here to carry out the Seven Kills Battalion mission. Now that the task has been completed, Steward Lao will help with some of the follow-up work."
"Sir, please tell me directly. If we need to do anything, our branch will fully support it."
"At this moment, Qiao County County Yin Qinchuan and his wife have died in the county government office. We need Manager Wang to mobilize his strength to announce the deaths of Qinchuan and Qinchuan as natural deaths. In addition, there are three letters and a dog here. The carrier pigeon also asked Guanshi Wang to order someone to pass it back to the sect and hand it over to the Seven Kills Camp."
"This..." Wang Yao showed hesitation and frowned.
"Is there any difficulty with Manager Wang?" Gu Xifeng asked suspiciously, seeing that Wang Yao's expression was wrong.
"Both of these things are very easy. I'm just a little confused. Qin County Yin is a good official. His subordinates have been in Xinyang City for ten years. In the past five years, all the changes in Qiao County have been seen in their eyes. There is no Qin County Yin is not as good as Qiao County today, so why would the sect attack such a good official?"
Wang Yao looked very sad about Qin Chuan's death, and his already wrinkled face became more wrinkled.
"Manager Wang, I can only tell you that Qin Chuan is a good official, but he also has a way to kill himself. But the mission is confidential and I can't reveal more to you. If you really think that he is a good official, help him Let’s have a decent funeral and give him a ride.”
"I understand, I will send someone to the county government to deal with it. It is getting so late, so I will help you arrange a clean room to rest for a while."
"No, no, we have other tasks and we are leaving immediately." It was Monkey who spoke this time, with a trace of panic in his tone.
The two handed the letter and the stunned carrier pigeon to Wang Yao, and left the Dark Star branch without stopping, disappearing into the night. A quiet conversation could be heard faintly in the darkness.
"I don't know what he was thinking about sleeping in the coffin shop in the middle of the night."
"Monkey, you are such a coward."
"This is not timidity, this is taboo, what do you know?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
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The next day, a thunderbolt exploded throughout Qiao County.
The county governor Qinchuan and his wife were both found dead of illness in the county government office. After an autopsy, they found that they were caused by a sudden heart attack, and no trace of being killed by others was found.
When this news came out, many people naturally didn't believe it. How could it be such a coincidence that the couple fell ill and died at the same time? But if they didn't believe it, what could they do? The deceased was already dead. In the end, everyone could only believe that the couple was too loving. Go together.
White flags were hung on every household in Qiao County, and the people, all dressed in sackcloth and agile, set off towards Xinyang City.
Qinchuan had no relatives, and his wife also left with him. The yamen had full authority to handle the funeral arrangements. However, after Mr. Yin of Tangtang County died, there was no money to hold a funeral. The yamen searched carefully for a long time, but did not find much money in the inner government. Everyone in the county government had to pool money to help the adults take care of their funeral arrangements.
Later, a small cloth bag was thrown into the yamen from nowhere. When the yamen opened it, he found that it was a banknote of one thousand taels of silver. This money could be used to bury Mr. Yin in a dignified manner. From the beginning to the end, he did not know where the money came from.
The city guards at Xinyang City Gate were almost exhausted at the city gate today. An endless stream of people continued to pour into the city, making the already small Xinyang City overcrowded.
In the end, the commander-in-chief of the city guards had to order Xinyang City to be closed only, and no one was allowed to enter the city. This eased the situation slightly. However, the people who could not enter the city were unwilling to leave and stayed outside the city gate, leaving the city guards at their mercy. No matter how hard you drive him away, he won't leave.
The people who entered the city rushed directly towards the county government office. However, the closer they got to the county government office, the more people there were, and they could not move even one mile away from the county government office.
Everyone wanted to enter the county government office to pay homage to Mr. Qin, but in order to control the situation, the county government prohibited people from entering. However, the people did not listen to the advice and surrounded the entrance of the government office. As a last resort, the county magistrate asked the people to promise to leave immediately after paying tribute. Then they were placed one by one in the Yamen to offer sacrifices.
Gradually, Xinyang City became less crowded. Although many people came to pay homage, they were all under control.
But the situation became worse seven days later, because the funeral was suspended for seven days, and today is the day when Mr. Qin and his wife were buried.
The crowd in front of the county government office was even more crowded than on the first day. The road leading from the county government office to the outside of the city was crowded with people who came to see Mr. Qin off. Everyone was wearing sackcloth and their faces were full of sadness. Some women were already silently wiping away tears.
A crowd of this size gathered but there were no vendors selling food. If there were any vendors who came to sell goods without a good idea, they would probably be beaten to death by the angry people.
Seeing that the people in front of the gate had interfered with the funeral, the county magistrate walked to the gate of the county government office alone and shouted loudly: "I can understand your mood of wanting to send Mr. Qin off, but the government office is blocked in this way, and the county magistrate cannot go on the road. You What kind of peace of mind do you have!"
Hearing this, the faces of all the people present changed drastically. The county magistrate's words were also spread among the people. At first, there was no change. As time went by, the crowd gradually began to move and automatically gave way to a path. , extending from the yamen entrance to the city gate.
Not long after, the government officials slowly walked out of the government office carrying a double coffin. The bodies of Qinchuan and his wife had already been put into the coffin.
Speaking of coffins, this coffin with exquisite materials was sent to the Yamen on the initiative of the owner of the coffin shop, and he did not ask for any money. Finally, he was persuaded by the county magistrate. He did not want to tarnish the reputation of the county magistrate, so he only charged the price of an ordinary coffin. He knows his stuff. The yamen servant said that the boss would have to pay for this transaction.
The funeral procession went all the way from the Yamen to the city gate. When the coffin passed by, the people waiting on the roadside all cried bitterly, and then followed the funeral procession.
The funeral procession came out of the city gate and saw more people waiting outside the city. The funeral procession stopped again.
The county magistrate had no choice but to shout loudly again: "Don't miss the time for your burial. Your Majesty will be buried in Xixian Mountain, make way for you!"
After hearing the words of the county magistrate, the people took action one after another, just like in the city, and once again made way for a road that stretched far and wide.
On a hill not far from the city gate, two people watched the farewell team. Gu Xifeng said to the monkey, "You said Uncle Qin would be very happy if he knew something from the spring."
"I will definitely do it." Monkey nodded solemnly.
