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Chapter 263, Unspeakable Concealment

When Su Weiwei woke up, he was lying at the foot of the wall. He saw a stranger squatting in front of him, massaging the temples of the book boy, who also woke up leisurely.

Su Weiwei struggled to get up, and saw a girl behind the man. When the man saw Su Weiwei wake up, he raised his hands and saluted, "I'm here to pick up some things, Chen Zi'ang, to pay my respects to Mr. Su." Then he went to help her.

It turned out that Chen Zi'ang also lived in the post house. The two came back late at night and saw Su Weiwei and Shutong lying on the roadside, so they came to rescue them. Su Weiwei looked around and saw that he had indeed left the dark room. But he still hesitated in his heart.

, who exactly kidnapped him.

He propped up his back and said, "It turns out to be Chen Shiyi. Thank you very much. I should go back and rest early." He stopped talking and slowly walked back to the post house with the book boy.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Chen Zi'ang said: "It's strange. It was obviously acupuncture, so why didn't Mr. Su say anything?" Zhou Mei'er said: "It's strange." The two of them followed and returned to the post house to rest.

On the second day, everyone got up late. When Chen Ziang walked out of the post house, he saw several soldiers carrying the book boy from last night. Looking closer, he saw that the book boy's face was so eroded that he was actually dead.

He immediately returned to the post house and rushed to Su Weiwei's private room. Two armed guards stood outside the room blocking the way. Chen Ziang said: "I'm going to see Mr. Su, we have something important to discuss." After the guards passed the message, Chen Ziang walked into the room.

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Prime Minister Su was sitting at the coffee table in a daze, his eyes swollen. Chen Ziang bowed and saluted, and said, "Did Mr. Su encounter something strange last night?" Prime Minister Su turned around, pondered for a moment, and shook his head.

Chen Ziang saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he could only whisper: "If Mr. Su has any difficulties, maybe I can help you investigate." Prime Minister Su simply lowered his head and said, "Thank you Chen Shiyi for your concern. Everything is safe here."

While the two were silent, another book boy hurriedly walked in and said in a panic: "Sir, something happened to Liu Yanzhong, the official in charge of the post." Prime Minister Su suddenly raised his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

After hearing this, Chen Ziang resigned and walked towards the room of Liu Yanzhong, the chief doctor. Liu Yanzhong was squatting in the hall, with the body of a book boy in front of him. The skin on the book boy's face was so eroded that it looked like tofu when he touched it.

This is really strange. A person's skin is so eroded not long after death. Chen Zi'ang said to Liu Yanzhong: "Sir, have you encountered anything strange these days?"

Liu Yanzhong sighed and said, "Chen Shiyi, you have to keep it a secret for me. I don't want others to know until the situation is clear." Chen Ziang nodded in agreement.

"This incident is really strange. The day before yesterday, when the book boy and I were out, we were kidnapped by two masked men into a secluded dark room. Then a man in gray came out to talk to me and warned me not to follow the Queen too much."

Liu Yanzhongya said in a low voice.

Chen Ziang asked Liu Yanzhong to describe the physical characteristics of the three people, and said: "Don't be impatient, Mr. Liu, I will investigate for a while." Liu Yanzhong nodded and said: "The man in gray also forced me and the book boy to take a pill.

The storyteller must die today. As expected, the boy fell down and died here."

***

Wang Yangzong had a nightmare. Although he slept very late, he was awakened by the dream. He dreamed that he was dead, his face was covered with erosion, and he fell into the garbage dump and died. People passing by covered their noses, and no one knew that this was the famous person.

The head of the Iron Foot Sect.

When he woke up, the sun was shining on the roof of the White Horse Temple. It hadn't snowed for two or three days, and the snow had started to get old, and now it was starting to melt again. He touched his face, and it was okay, okay, not like rotten tofu.

rot.

He got up and looked towards Wanyan Huaren. Before he could knock on the door, Wanyan Huaren opened the door and said, "Master Wang, you look very bad." Wang Yangzong glanced at him and said, "You too

Didn’t sleep well?”

Wanyan Huaren smiled bitterly and said, "If you go to bed so late, of course you don't get enough sleep." But he had already woken up and opened the door for Wang Yangzong.

Wang Yangzong said: "There is no way we can go on like this. We will get deeper and deeper. We have to think of a way to find the person we met in Chang'an." Wanyan Huaren meditated for a while and pretended to be confused and said: "Who are you talking about?

people?"

"Chen Ziang." Wang Yangzong said the name and saw Wanyan Huaren's expression change. Wanyan Huaren said: "I also guess that person is Chen Ziang. But...will he really help us?"

"Yes. We don't have much grievances against him. He can even save Huaiyi, let alone us." Wang Yangzong gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
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