"You are leaving now? I also plan to hold a banquet to thank you and celebrate your victory." Dongchuan Hou said hypocritically.
Qin Qiaoer shook his head, his eyes fell on the corpses in the pool of blood, and he said with a sad expression: "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your kindness, but we really don't have the intention of going to the banquet to celebrate now. I believe you, Lord Marquis, are also immersed in it."
In the pain of losing a son, there is really no way to force a smile and hold a banquet for us. However, when the Marquis defeats the Qingtang barbarians, even if we cannot come to Qingtang to congratulate the Marquis, we will congratulate him from a distance in the capital.
victory."
Hearing Qin Qiaoer mention his 'dead' son, Dongchuan Hou also showed off his acting skills, showing a look of enduring pain.
"In this case, I won't force you all. When we defeat Qingtang and return to the capital to report our duties, I will invite Commander Qin and all the red-clothed envoys to have a good drink to make up for today's regrets."
After saying this, Marquis Dongchuan turned around and told Ma Chao: "Take a few people and escort Commander Qin and them out of the city."
"Yes." Ma Chao accepted the order with his hands raised.
Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer glanced at each other quietly, and it became clear that Marquis Dongchuan said he was sending someone to escort them, but in fact he was asking Ma Chao to monitor them to see if they really wanted to leave Qingtang Guard and whether they would play any tricks along the way.
However, Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer had already predicted this situation, so they did not panic or panic. Instead, they thanked Marquis Dongchuan.
Soon, several red-clothed envoys picked up the corpses of their companions on the ground. Under the escort of Ma Chao, they returned to the inn to pack their things and then left the city.
After watching them leave, Dongchuan Houwai released his blood energy and carefully checked the surroundings, confirming that there had indeed been a summoning ceremony here, but it was interrupted midway, and there was still chaotic energy remaining at the scene.
"It seems that what these red-clothed envoys said is basically true, but they should have made some concealments. For example, they probably have some powerful supernatural items on them, so that they can interrupt the summoning ceremony of the Qingtang wizard and prevent the arrival of the ghost king.
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Marquis Dongchuan was thinking in his heart, but he didn't worry too much.
On the one hand, based on his understanding, the more powerful the supernatural item, the greater the side effects.
Those red-clad messengers who died in battle might have been victims of the side effects of supernatural items.
As long as you take precautions in advance and be careful enough, even if the red-clothed messengers use supernatural items, they will only hurt themselves.
On the other hand, it seems that the red-clothed messenger is leaving Qingtang Guard.
As long as they really leave, there is no need to worry too much. Although in the past few days, the red-clothed messenger has investigated a lot of information files in Qingtangwei's yamen at all levels, overtly and covertly, but
Marquis Dongchuan was confident that they would not be able to find anything, so he decided that the red-clothed messenger really wanted to leave and get married.
Now that everyone is leaving, it doesn't matter to Marquis Dongchuan whether they have any supernatural items on them.
Marquis Dongchuan never expected that his son would actually spill the beans, and not only would this group of red-clothed envoys hear what he said, but they would also record it.
If he knew this, he would definitely find a way to make the red-clothed envoy die at the hands of the 'Qingtang barbarians' or 'thieves and demons' after leaving the city, so that the evidence could be destroyed!
Even his lame son changed from fake death to real death!
If you can't even control your own mouth, what are you still doing? If you die, you can win some sympathy in the court and in front of the emperor.
Even the eldest son of the Wei Kingdom is involved in guarding the border. Doesn't that still prove my loyalty to the Marquis of Dongchuan?
Although the cost of losing a son is very high, the world today is becoming more and more unstable, and there may be chaos and thieves everywhere, and wars and wars everywhere.
At that time, he will naturally have the opportunity to avenge his dead son! Maybe he can also get some titles.
Although the Marquis of Dongchuan did not know that the Red Envoy had obtained evidence of his collusion with Qingtang, he was seriously considering and hesitating whether his eldest son should die...
On the other side, Qin Shaoyou and others began to pack their things after returning to the inn.
Although Ma Chao did not follow the independent courtyard, he led his people to closely monitor the inn.
Qin Qiaoer glanced back and complained in a low voice: "These guys really don't even bother to cover up."
"We are all leaving anyway, so why are they trying to cover up? And they have a good excuse. They are standing outside the door so that they can come and help us in time when we need it. Listen, how enthusiastic they are."
At first glance, Cui Youguo has learned the Tao of Yin and Yang very well. If he talks about it in anger, it is called a strange Yin and Yang.
Qin Shaoyou was checking the human skin puppets and saw that all the wounds on the human skin puppets had been patched up.
This was done quietly during Ma Chao's previous examination.
Fortunately, it was a human skin puppet instead of a living person pretending to be a corpse. Otherwise, even if he was not exposed, he would still have to be stabbed. Moreover, most of the stabbed parts were vital, and the knife was still poisoned, so it was easy for someone to fake his death.
real.
However, even the human skin puppet began to show signs of air leakage after being stabbed.
Fortunately, not much was leaked, and the puppet has not yet returned to its original shape.
"Marquis Dongchuan and his men are really cautious." Qin Shaoyou sneered.
Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly, but through [Bianting], he heard outside the independent courtyard that Ma Chao was sending someone to pick up a supernatural item called the 'Ting Ting Horn'.
Although he didn't know what the use of Di Ting's horn was, Qin Shaoyou knew that Di Ting, a divine beast, had the ability to identify everything in the world.
This supernatural item called the Listening Horn probably also plays a role in distinguishing authenticity.
"Are they still doubting the authenticity of the body? Or do they want to confirm whether our departure is true or false?"
Qin Shaoyou raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that Marquis Dongchuan would have such a supernatural item under his hands. It seemed that some changes were needed in the plan.
He immediately arranged his manpower, got some firewood, and asked Cui Yougui to light it as he did. In front of Ma Chao and others outside the independent courtyard, he threw several human skin puppets into different fires one by one.
When Ma Chao saw it, he was stunned, leaned forward and asked, "Commander Qin, what are you doing?"
Qin Qiaoer heard Qin Shaoyou explain the reason as early as when he sent people to find firewood, and after thinking about the countermeasures, he immediately replied: "It's a long way home, and it's not easy to travel with a corpse, but it's also easy to attract evil spirits. What if we let the brothers
If their corpses turned stiff with shock, then we would be really ashamed of them. The best solution is to cremate them first and take their ashes back for burial."
This excuse was reasonable and reasonable. Even if Ma Chao wanted to stop it, he couldn't speak out.
At the same time, under the influence of the spells of Cui Yougui, Su Tingyu and other Taoist priests of Jade Emperor Temple, the blazing flames burned extremely fiercely. Before Ma Chao's men could get the Di Tingjiao, several human skin puppets were burned to death.
When the ashes were gone, Qin Shaoyou filled them in jars.
Even so, after the Diting horn was brought over, Ma Chao still found a corner in the private courtyard where the red-clothed envoy could not see, cut open the hand of a postman with a knife, and dripped blood on the Diting horn.
The postman who suffered Wuwu's disaster looked confused at first, and then felt the pain coming from his hand. He opened his mouth to cry out the pain, but no sound came out.
He stayed there all night, and appeared behind him like a ghost, covering his mouth and taking him away.
Ma Chao took the activated listening horn, walked to the door of the single courtyard, pointed the tip of the horn at the jar containing the ashes, and asked softly: "Do those jars contain the ashes of the red messenger?"