Next to Xunyang Ferry, in the woods.

The atmosphere beside the luxurious car's cabin was deathly silent.

The eight tall maids stood there, looking at the figure of the young man carrying the bowl who came down in front with somewhat surprised expressions.

Wei Jin was dressed in a green robe, holding a sharp knife in his hand, squinting at the young man holding the bowl with a strange style.

Wei Anhui also stared blankly at Li Dalang, who seemed to have a very different walking temperament.

If before, Li Dalang looked like an honest man who was easy to bully, then now, he feels like a vast pool of water, calm and calm.

That's right, quiet, as quiet as...a dead person.

"Li Dalang" held a water bowl in one hand and walked down from the carriage shaft.

He wore a white cloth strip on his head, which was given to him not long ago by Qianwei Anhui.

Obviously Wei Jin and the other eight tall maids also wore white cloth strips, and they also had a cold and cold style as if they were attending a funeral.

But compared with the current "Li Dalang", it is far inferior.

"Li Dalang" is more like a dead person than them.

Wei Jin stared at the good-for-nothing prince of Xunyang Palace for a while, and at a certain moment, he sneered.

"Tsk, pretending to be a ghost."

The man in green robe shook his head indifferently, put away the sharp knife in his hand, and put it back into the scabbard on his waist.

Wei Jin turned around and walked out of the woods, while leaving a calm instruction:

"Go and bury him, cover the princess's eyes, don't scare the princess."

Eight tall maids stood around the carriage shaft. After hearing this, they quickly and tacitly surrounded them.

"Li Dalang" looked at the people coming to the left and right, then lowered his head and looked at the water bowl. The water in the bowl reflected a bearded and pale face.

His face seemed to be lost in thought.

No one around him noticed that the water in the water bowl in the young man's hand had not made any waves since he stepped out of the car.

Seeing these extraordinary warrior maids left behind by Uncle Wu, surrounding them again, Wei Anhui's mind returned, with a worried look on his face.

Wei Jin's back was cold and he walked forward without looking back.

At the same time, there was some movement from the rear of the car.

Eight tall maids seemed to surround him.

A maid said: "Princess, this servant has offended me."

"Don't hurt him!"

Wei Anhui shouted anxiously.

Wei Jin seemed a little desperate when she heard her tone.

The next moment, Wei Anhui's scream suddenly came from behind, hinting at a hint of fear.

"ah--!"

It was almost the same time that Wei Anhui screamed.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong-..."

The man in green robe who was the first to leave heard eight consecutive sounds of falling to the ground from behind.

There are eight channels in total, one is missing.

One after another, the gaps are all the same.

It was clear that the only one to be arrested was "Li Dalang", but eight people fell to the ground. Apart from that, no other sound was made. Coupled with the screams of Shangwei Anhui... At this moment, the small forest

The atmosphere inside is a bit weird.

After Wei Jin heard this, he did not look back.

Even before the series of eight falling sounds ended, Wei Jin had already charged at the penultimate sound.

He didn't rush back to the carriage to protect the princess.

I saw the figure of the man in green robe, who was walking very calmly just a moment ago, running forward desperately without caring about his own safety. He made a sudden decision, abandoned his armor and dragged his troops, and pissed himself off.

Wei Jin's red aura poured into his legs and he fled.

Soon, he ran out of the woods sweating profusely, but he did not dare to stop for a moment.

I noticed that there seemed to be no pursuers in the rear.

The young man carrying the bowl who had terrified him the moment he stepped out of the carriage did not come to chase him.

Wei Jin took a deep breath, but did not dare to slacken his pace at all, running desperately towards the dawn at the exit of the woods ahead.

I wish my mother had given him two extra legs when she gave birth to him.

After three breaths, he rushed out of the woods.

But what came to us was not the wind from the Xunyang Ferry River, but... the rustling of leaves.

Seeing the scene in front of him at this moment, the man in green robe was so frightened that he thought:

Surrounded by trees, there is an open space in the middle, the ground is covered with fallen leaves, there is a noble carriage, and the princess sits alone.

Eight dead bodies were placed in extremely neat order beside the car, with their hands covering their necks as they died with their eyes closed.

The young man holding the bowl disappeared.

Wei Jin is back again!

He obviously followed a straight path and ran forward.

Isn’t this forest a round ball?!!

Wei Anhui, like the man in green robe with a look of despair on his face, was looking down at the eight corpses on the ground.

Ten breaths ago, these eight tall maids were still alive.

At this moment, everyone was covering their necks with their hands and staring with dead eyes.

A closer look revealed that there was a strip of white cloth between their necks, and the red marks were very obvious.

At this moment, Wei Jin was horrified to discover that the white cloth strip was what they originally wore on their heads, but it had been taken off inexplicably...

Wei Anhui seemed to have seen the whole scene, his face was blank.

At this moment, she slowly turned her head and looked towards Wei Jin... no, it was in the direction of Wei Jin.

The moment Wei Jin saw her eyes, his heart seemed to thump.

At this moment, there is no wind in the forest and everything is completely silent.

The man in green robe trembled all over and turned around slowly.

"Li Dalang" was standing behind him.

I saw him holding a water bowl flat in one hand and holding a piece of white cloth in the other hand. However, he did not look at the green-robed man in front of him at this moment. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, and his dark eyes were as calm as the surface of the bowl of water in his hand.

Staring in the direction of Xiushui Fang where the palace is located.

Wei Jin knelt down with a bang and kowtowed crazily to the young man holding the bowl, begging for mercy with regret:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please spare your life. Your Highness, Your Highness, has a lot of people. Please spare the villain! The villain can be a cow or a horse..."

The next moment, Wei Jin, who had runny nose and burst into tears, felt the white cloth strip on his forehead slipping down silently. After passing by his eyes, he saw a darkness.

Except for the wind blowing the leaves, all sounds disappeared in the forest.

Everything was silent again.

The white cloth slipped down from his forehead, and there was darkness ahead.

This is the last sense of Wei Jin, the leader of the dead men in the Wei Palace.

Wei Anhui, who was sitting in the carriage, clenched his fingers tightly in his sleeves and glanced down at the man in green robe standing beside the carriage.

There was a strip of white cloth covering his eyes, but it could not hide the frightened and painful expression before his death.

The young man holding the bowl turned around, walked around the corpses without squinting, and came to the front of the carriage again.

Wei Anhui couldn't help but shrink back, but there was no way out.

The young man holding the bowl seemed to be looking at her seriously and did not move for a long time.

Wei Anhui's face was as white as snow. After waiting for a moment, he whispered to break the dead air:

"Su Fu, are you a human or a ghost now?"

The young man holding the bowl did not answer, but said softly:

"The old Taoist's surname is Yuan, a Taoist from Maoshan, and the princess Wan'an."

After a pause and staring at Wei Anhui's pale face for a while, he said in an apologetic tone:

"I'm sorry, Princess, as a prince, I don't have purple energy, so the scene is a bit indecent."
To be continued...