Make a mistake and you die.

He cannot die.

At least he couldn't until the life and death of everyone in the Li family was confirmed.

The vast dark night is followed by the bright moon.

The brightly lit county governor's mansion is heavily guarded.

Black-armored soldiers form a team of five, patrolling alternately.

Zhang Wanlong lived and ate in the central hall of the governor's mansion. He was armored and guarded by hundreds of people.

Even so, he still doesn't feel safe.

The side hall of the Sheriff's Mansion.

Master Song was eating dried fruits and looking through the files.

In the past half month, this is the fifth store he has browsed.

However, this family is a bit special, because this is not the family they found to be connected to the four people, but they found it through other channels.

After all, it’s just another soul killed by the sword. Now it’s just a matter of sorting out the identity and household registration.

Master Song frowned when he saw the household registration of this scholar named Li Qingfeng. This was a serious academic scholar.

Now that Zhang Wanlong has obviously gone crazy, Master Song can't help but start to examine his current position.

Once Zhang Wanlong fails, or maybe Zhang Wanlong is boycotted by all the gentry in the county and is finally eliminated, will he end well?

Where is the way out?

Nowadays, even scholars dare to go under the knife, so there is no guarantee that more people will not die.

As people are massacred in large numbers, the county will arouse public resentment.

When the boiling tide fills the sky, I'm afraid they will all die without a burial place.

Zhang Wanlong is crazy because his son died.

But he doesn't want to go crazy, he still has a bright future.

"Among all the people who have been identified, there is no Li Qingfeng?"

"Going out to study and visit friends, or going to Dadu?"

"It would be troublesome if we went to Dadu." Master Song pondered.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to strive for power, but now he is actually sitting in the original position of Master Sun. He has great power, but it is also a way to bring disaster.

"Don't move."

The voice of the speaker was very soft.

The Bingfeng at the neck is extremely cold.

Master Song could not help but shudder.

He wanted to look back, but stopped abruptly, his body stiffened in his seat: "Hero, spare your life."

"I'll ask you an answer."

Master Song didn't dare to refute, so he responded quickly. He was even glad that he was useful: "My dear man, please ask me. I will tell you everything I know."

"What happened to the Li family in the south of the city?" Even people who are not familiar with the suppressed voice can hear the coldness in it.

Master Song's eyes widened and his voice trembled: "You..."

"I said, I asked, you answered."

The soldiers are squeezing.

The skin of Master Song's neck has been pushed open, and blood is flowing out from the wound.

The warm blood makes Master Song even more frightened.

"Zhang Wanlong has lost his own son. He has gone crazy. As long as someone provides information, he would rather kill him by mistake than let it go."

"Except for the scholar who went out, there is no one alive in the Li family."

In the end, there were only four words printed in Li Qingfeng's mind.

No one alive!

"Ah!"

Li Qingfeng looked up to the sky and screamed, his eyes cracked.

Swinging the sword violently.

Master Song's head fell down in response.
Chapter completed!