Chapter 93 Something bad happened again in Dali Temple
"Why did the remaining silk break?"
But he saw Shuo Yu's face was confused: "The remaining silk...is broken?"
This time was really beyond Yu Qian's expectation.
She originally thought that since Shuo Yu had carried this thing with him since he was a child, he should be aware of the causes and consequences.
Could it be...
Manager Cao smiled sinisterly and said: "Are you so sure that you have found the right person?"
The meaning behind these words makes people think a lot.
Shang Fu was stunned for a moment, so he went up to him personally, took Steward Cao's right hand and checked it, and found that there was indeed a butterfly-shaped scar as Master Yu said.
Then he groped again to remove his human skin mask.
Those people from Dali Temple also gathered around, feeling uneasy.
According to what the man in black said, Yu Qiansi really arrested the wrong person?
But the person under the mask is Guanshi Cao.
Shang Fu held up the human skin mask in his hand, turned around and looked at Yu Qiansi, with doubts on his face.
"That's right?"
At this moment, the killing intent suddenly appeared in Guanshi Cao's eyes, and for some reason he broke away from Wu Yawei's hands and rushed towards Shang Fu in front of him.
The people from Dali Temple were approaching. When they saw this, they didn't even think about it. They pushed away Mr. Shaoqing, who was not paying attention, and drew their swords to protect them. However, they were still afraid in their hearts and kept retreating.
In a flash of lightning, the moment Guanshi Cao approached Shang Fu, he turned around and bumped into the sword of Dali Temple.
It is no longer possible to survive.
Yu Qiansi pushed Shang Fu away and saw this scene.
The man hanging on the knife was still laughing maniacally.
The withered voice made a strange sound.
"Hahaha, you still think you know everything? You idiots! The Dog Emperor and Wang Song are in cahoots, so what can we do?"
"The demon concubine stole the country! The great prosperity is over! You are all finished! Hahahaha!"
The gloomy and pitiful laughter suddenly stopped, and Guanshi Cao fell to the ground in vain, falling heavily into the dust, with bloody flowers of life blooming on his body.
The man from Dali Temple threw away the knife in his hand belatedly and hugged the others with a scream.
What did he just do? What did he hear?
The aftertaste of the vicious curse seemed to turn into the sad sound of black wind, lingering in the forest for a long time.
If you hear something like this, you're really going to die, right?
When Yu Qiansi saw the scene in front of him, he felt top-heavy, unsteady on his feet, and angry.
Boyi quickly supported her, feeling that her whole body was shaking with anger.
"you--!"
The murderous intent in his shallow eyes was surging, directed towards the group of people from Dali Temple headed by Shang Fu.
"This is the second time your Dali Temple has ruined my business."
The clear and shallow words, like long-term practice that has tempered the poison, made several people breathless.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wuya guards holding torches gathered in a group and slowly tightened the circle, wrapping the seven people in it.
Those six people couldn't even say anything to refute now, and they were all trembling.
Only Shang Fu held on and begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Master Yu, I was wrong..."
But the poison around their necks became tighter and tighter, waiting for Yu Qiansi's order to kill them on the spot.
But I heard the horse's hooves behind me, and someone was riding a horse.
"Lord Si Yin!"
It's with the wind.
Before he even got close, he started shouting.
"Sir, the young master has been delivered safely. Everything is fine."
The boulder that had been hanging above her head for the past few days finally fell to the ground with a sudden crash, which just happened to stir up the annoyance and unspeakable emotions in her heart.
His throat felt sweet, and his lips stained with blood became even redder. His thin figure flickered, like the petals of a red flower that had been attacked by the summer rain, falling into Boyi's arms.
She tried her best, but she could only say one sentence: "Don't tell the people in the Duke's Mansion."
"Yu Qiansi?!"
But Jiao Zhongjiao no longer responded.
Boyi was in great chaos.
Fortunately, Sui Feng came with a horse. Without thinking, he took the horse and took the unconscious Yu Qiansi back to the city first.
After calling the city gate open with the badge of Ti Xingsi, under the surprised eyes of Jin Wuwei, he urged his horse back to Yu Qiansi's residence.
Fortunately, he knew where Yu Qiansi lived before, so he didn't care much. He kicked the door open and put her on the couch. Only then did he realize what had just happened.
His mind went blank.
Boil water, twist the handkerchief, and apply ice in one go.
Seeing that she was still unconscious, I was filled with anxiety and felt like my internal organs were burning.
But if she goes out to seek medical treatment and leaves her here alone, what if something happens?
There were sounds of footsteps outside the door.
When he went out, he saw that it was Sui Feng.
"Yao Guang has taken Shuo Yu and the six people from Dali Temple to the Dali Temple Prison. How is your Excellency?"
Boyi stared deeply and shook his head helplessly: "You came just in time, go find a doctor quickly!"
At this time, Sui Feng did not care to examine the strangeness of Boyi's instructions to him, and quickly turned around and returned, vowing to invite the best doctors in the capital to diagnose and treat Lord Yu.
Suifeng had just left, and Yaoguang came in with his neck hunched and a worried look on his face.
There was also a group of Jinwu guards standing at the entrance of the alley, who dared to be angry but dare not speak out.
Is the Criminal Division treating the capital as its own yamen tonight? Wuya Guards are running everywhere!
Just take the prisoners to Dali Temple Prison, that’s all!
Those who wander around looking for doctors and those who carry corpses to Yizhuang, do they really not take the Jinwu Guards seriously?
But when he thought of Yu Qiansi's tricks, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only stare at the deserted alley a few more times to vent his anger.
Boyifang paused as he was about to go back to the house: "But what happened?"
Yaoguang is a steady and mature man, so coming here in such a hurry must be something went wrong.
"I have already taken the body to Yizhuang," Yaoguang said, still holding Shang Fu's collar in one hand, not noticing anything was wrong.
He said in a deep voice: "I just returned to the Yamen and found that someone broke into the empty door. Not only us, but also Dali Temple suffered a disaster."
Boyi raised his eyebrows. It seemed that someone knew that tonight Dali Temple and the Punishers came out in full force, but they were not in the city.
"What was lost?"
"...remaining silk."
The two yamen were next to each other, and all the matters were turned into a mess, but after a simple inventory, only the remaining threads were missing.
The two tall men looked at each other and both thought of the strangeness.
Who dares to be so bold as to secretly accuse the criminal? Just for a few broken weapons?
Boyi thought of the blacksmith he met with Yu Qiansi this afternoon.
"I understand. I will let you know when Mr. Yu...Jade wakes up."
"One more thing," Yaoguang threw Shang Fu in front of the two of them like a chicken: "Although he didn't kill the person, it is related to him. But..."
However, they had already kicked off a young minister from Dali Temple. Would it be too much to do it again after only half a month?
Moreover, they did not hate Shang Fu, who always helped them and opposed Dali Temple.
So, I wanted to come to Boyi to get an idea.
Boyi looked at Shang Fu, his wrinkled face showed not only fear, but also guilt and worry.
In the room behind her, Yu Qiansi's suppressed cry of pain could be heard, and across the small courtyard, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the three people at the door.
He suddenly remembered Wang Song's voice he heard in the afternoon, and his heart trembled.
