Carriages and horses are on the go.

Gao Xining laid a straw mat in the yard. She sat down cross-legged on the straw mat. There was a chess box on the left, and there was white pieces in the chess box on the right, and there was a chess box on the right, and there was black pieces in the chess box.

She sat cross-legged here, laying another piece of rice paper in front of her, and gently putting the pen on the rice paper. The brush she used was very small, the lines she drew were straight and fine, and the drawings were neat and beautiful, which were fine brushwork.

She wrote very quickly and quickly outlined several places on rice paper.

About two minutes later, many things were painted on the rice paper like pavilions and towers, with fast but not chaotic brushwork.

After drawing, she held the chess box on her right in her hand, and the chess box was filled with a box of black pieces.

She pinched a black piece and fell into the painting. What she drew was not a chessboard, but a pattern.

The first black piece fell in Yunzhai Teahouse. After the first piece fell, she pondered for a moment, put down three black pieces at the Yunzhai Teahouse, paused slightly, took a white piece from the chess box on the left and put it in the middle of Yunzhai Teahouse.

There are blackstones in Yunzhai Teahouse, but there is a whitestone in the middle.

At the same time, Yunzhai Teahouse.

Four carriages stopped almost at the same time outside the teahouse, at the front yard and back door, on both sides of the carriage, and there were four or five people on each carriage.

Two people were left in each car, and the rest came in from the front door of Yunzhai Teahouse. Eleven or two men entered in a row. The last person who came in turned around and closed the door of the teahouse.

The leader was a middle-aged man who looked in his thirties. After entering the door, he untied a long package he carried and looked at the counter while untiing it.

The person sitting at the counter with a pipe in his mouth was not the shopkeeper, because these people had carefully checked before coming. The shopkeeper of Yunzhai Teahouse was surnamed Sun, and he was a timid man, not the one who looked like this.

The man holding the pipe looked quite strong, with a scar on his face from his forehead to his left, but it did not hurt his eyes. Such injuries would inevitably look a little ferocious.

He sat there smoking sips, looking at the people in front of him who appeared in the teahouse inexplicably with a calm expression. He didn't find it strange, because he was also the people who appeared here inexplicably.

"Who are you?"

The man in the lead opened the long package and took out a ring-headed knife from it.

His name is Xu Qingnan. Although he is not from the direct lineage of the Xu family, he has some weight in the Xu family. He does some dirty and tiring work in the Xu family. These people are not considered people who are confused, but they are more professional than those who are confused.

They killed people and destroyed their bodies and traces, and did everything in a perfect way, with much more sophisticated methods than those who secretly thought.

Xu Qingnan asked who you are.

The man sitting on the counter smoking replied: "My name is Chang Dingsui. Have you heard of it?"

Xu Qingnan frowned and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

Chang Dingsui smiled: "That's the best."

Xu Qingnan asked: "Where is the little girl who sang music in the teahouse?"

Chang Dingsui shrugged: "I am."

Xu Qingnan glanced at Chang Dingsui with a cold look, then waved his hand: "Search the store, no one will be left."

Chang Dingsui said: "Stop searching, I'm the only one. If I kill me, I'll be left with one."

He reached out to take something out of the counter, and Xu Qingnan looked at it. It was an axe.

"ax......"

Xu Qingnan sighed and said, "Don't even have a decent weapon?"

Chang Dingsui smiled and said, "This thing works so well, can you try it?"

Half a moment later, someone pushed the door outside and came in. There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground. Chang Dingsui, covered in blood, squatted beside Xu Qingnan, looking at the dying man and asked, "Do you know if the axe is good or not?"

He fell down with an axe and chopped Xu Qingnan's neck open.

Then he got up, rubbed his bloody hand against himself, and he said in a plain tone: "Take it off."

Seven or eight men came in from outside and carried the body out through the back door.

There was a carriage around Yunzhai Teahouse. At this moment, a group of men were loading the bodies into the carriage, and then wiped the blood on the ground cleanly. The four carriages were driven to the back door of Yunzhai Teahouse, and the men who came out of the teahouse began to load the bodies into the carriage.

They remained silent and moved quickly, as if they were carrying not corpses, but bags of soil, or wood.

Chang Dingsui leaned against the door and watched the bodies being loaded onto the carriage. He lit his pipe again and took a breath, spitting out a thick smoke.

He said with some regret: "These big families in the city are different. Look at the clothes on these, the fabrics are so good, and they are dressed neatly in the murderous people. The same outfit looks good, not like us, they are dressed so carelessly. It's a pity that they are very imposing, but they are not resistant to beatings."

One of his men said, "These people blocked the surroundings and looked a bit professional in their work."

Chang Dingsui sighed: "They seem to do this professionally, but we do this specially."

He knocked his pipe, got into the car, sat on the corpse in a car, reached out to fumble in the clothes of the corpse next to him, and after a moment he found a purse, weighed it, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Carriages and horses are on the go.

Gao Xining sat on the straw mat, pinched the black pieces out of the chess box, and placed them one by one on the picture. There were about seven or eight black pieces when they were placed.

As soon as she put down the black man, someone jumped in from outside the surrounding courtyard wall. The men in black quickly rushed into the yard with sharp blades in their hands.

The little girl sat there alone without looking up.

"Hello!"

The man in black in the head shouted: "What's your name!"

Gao Xining did not answer, put the chess box containing the black pieces aside, and then began to put the white pieces on the picture, with seven or eight black pieces, but there were more white pieces than black pieces, and he surrounded the black pieces.

The man in black in the head saw that she didn't say anything, so he ordered: "No matter who it is, kill all the people left in the carriage and horse crafts!"

His subordinates responded and rushed forward immediately.

At this moment, the sound of a crossbow appeared, and it was not a crossbow, but a lot of it.

Someone rushed out of the room around, and the crossbow in his hand kept firing. Thirty or forty men in black who had entered the yard had been shot to the ground without any reaction.

The men from the fierce Green Eyebrow Scouts camp walked forward and shot, then checked the people on the ground, and those who were not dead would fill up arrows, and the crossbows pointed at the heads one after another.

A man walked to Gao Xining not far away, leaned over and said, "You scared the girl, right?"

Gao Xining raised her head, and there was no look of fear on her face. Although she was indeed afraid, she did not show it. She shook her head slightly and said, "No."

The man nodded and turned around and ordered: "Clean clean."

Gao Xining began to pick up the black pieces in the picture one by one, and did not put them back in the chess box, but put them aside. There were no black pieces on the picture, only white pieces were left.

But the matter is not finished, and she is not finished.

Gao Xining's eyes fell on a place on the picture, and then began to put Heizi in that place. Heizi put a lot of Heizi, and Baizi put only one.

On the street, a carriage was moving slowly forward. The window was open. You could see Xiahouzhuo's mother sitting in the carriage through the window. On both sides of the street, someone followed the carriage, and their eyes were always on the carriage.

Two moments later, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley. The coachman helped Mrs. Xiahou get off the carriage and enter the innermost family in the alley.

Those who had been following him quickly rushed into the alley, as if they had poured water into the ditch, and soon filled the ditch.

The door of the small courtyard was kicked open by them. After entering, they saw the coachman wearing a straw hat standing alone in the yard with his back facing the gate.

The murderers took a look, then pulled their swords and rushed towards the driver. The driver turned around and took off his straw hat. The people who were rushing forward suddenly slowed down, and the person in front almost fell down in fear.

Ye Zhangzhu put the straw hat aside and looked at it. There was a broom, so Ye Zhangzhu bent down and picked up the broom. His hand shook slightly, and the broom stick broke. He raised half of the broom stick slightly.

"Come."

He only said one word.

Most of the murderers who rushed in were people in the secret passage. Some of them had seen Ye Zhangzhu and knew who it was, so they were so scared that they dared not rush forward.

Some people have already developed the intention to retreat and want to retreat.

At the same time, in the carriage, Gao Xining put down a few white pieces behind the black pieces.

These murderers retreated from the yard, but could not retreat because a few more people came in from the alley. Jiang Ran, who was walking in the front, took off his straw hat and then took off two crossbows from his waist left and right. He raised his hand to aim at the murderers, with a smile on his lips.

The people around him were the same, each of whom had two crossbows, and they shot while walking forward. The murderer crowded at the door had no way forward and had no way back.

A moment later, Ye Zhangzhu inserted half of the broom pole dripping with blood aside and looked back at the room.

The door of the house opened, and Mrs. Xiahou came out of the house, raised her hand and took off a layer of mask on her face.

The long-browed Taoist looked at the corpse on the ground, his face turned pale.

Ye Zhanzhu looked at the Taoist who was wearing long-browed women's clothing and couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't take it off."

The Taoist Changmei asked: "Why?"

Ye Zhanzhu pointed to the long-browed Taoist's chest and smiled and said, "It's not very compatible with Taoist's face."

The long-browed Taoist snorted, grabbed two steamed buns from his chest, looked at them, and asked Ye Zhanzhu: "It's hot, do you eat it?"

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Carriages and horses are on the go.

Gao Xining looked at the picture in front of her. There was only the last position on the picture and there was no way to make a move. There were still many black pieces in the chess box in her hand. She pondered for a moment and poured out all the black pieces in the chess box. The black pieces rolled down, and the place was filled with black pieces.

Gao Xining slowly let out a breath. The only thing she was not sure about was the last place, the place she was most worried about.

Twenty miles outside Jizhou City.

Li Chi rode his horse and looked to the side. An old man sat in the carriage he was guarding. He looked extraordinary and kept his eyes closed and he had never looked out.

Li Chi's eyes left the carriage beside him and looked forward. There was a strong man sitting in the carriage in front of him, at least one and a half head taller than Li Chi. He sat there like a big bell, and when he stood up, he looked like an iron tower.

Then Li Chi looked back and saw that in the carriage behind, the driver who was driving the car should not be tall, but he looked very strong. When Li Chi looked at him, he was also looking at Li Chi.

Li Chi smiled at him, and the coachman also smiled at Li Chi, both of them having a false smile.

There was a large forest in front of me gradually becoming clearer. At this moment, the old man sitting in the carriage slowly opened his eyes. He looked out and found that Li Chi was just taking his gaze back and looking at him.

The old man also smiled at Li Chi, and Li Chi smiled at him.
Chapter completed!