Wanbao Lady

Chapter 309: Live to see people, die to see corpses

After being beaten with a stick, the time had turned from afternoon to dusk.

Murong Zhuo struggled to hold on to the stool and tried to get up from it, but the two executioners beside him quickly supported his arms and looked at him worriedly, "Master Murong..."

One of them apologized, "Master Murong, please forgive me. Due to the master's order, we two had no choice but to do this..."

Murong Zhuo slowly shook his head, "No... This is your duty, I don't blame you."

Hearing this, the two were immediately moved.

After being helped home by his men, Murong Zhuo was treated by the doctor. Although he remained silent, he was still grimacing in pain.

At the same time, the look of the prefect at that time kept reappearing in his mind.

It was an indescribable, inexplicable look, as if with a hint of smile and fierce eyes...

He was immediately startled.

Could it be... that wasn't a knockout needle? But a poison needle?!

He immediately tried to get up from the bed, but was held down by the doctor in time.

The old doctor looked at him disapprovingly, "Since you are already injured like this, you should take good care of yourself. Even if there is something urgent, it won't be too late to do it after you have recovered!"

Just at this moment, a servant came to report: "Sir, Master An is here to see you."

Hearing this, Murong Zhuo immediately said, "Please invite him in."

Not long after, a refined man in plain clothes came in.

Chongfan, who was watching all this, recognized it immediately.

Isn't this the person who secretly pulled Murong Zhuo's sleeve and signaled him with eyes at the dinner party?

"Brother An, you came to see me."

Murong Zhuo wanted to move, but the person who came over quickly held his arm and said, "Brother Murong is injured, so don't move."

Seeing his friend in such a miserable state, the visitor sighed heavily.

"Why did you do this? For a stranger, you suffered such an unexpected disaster."

Hearing this, Murong Zhuo shook his head indifferently, "It's just physical pain! If I really did something immoral, not only would the people curse me, I would curse myself!"

The visitor smiled helplessly, "You haven't changed at all over the years, you're still so stubborn!"

Hearing this, Murong Zhuo also smiled, and after ordering the servants to send the doctor away, he turned and said, "Let's not talk about this. Brother An, do you know how the prefect is doing?"

But the visitor's expression suddenly froze, his eyes dodged, and he said incoherently: "The prefect is still angry with you..."

Murong Zhuo shook his head, "Brother An, you know that's not what I want to ask." He looked up at his friend and grabbed his arm, "Is the prefect still sending people to arrest him? Just tell me!"

Seeing his friend's earnest eyes, the visitor finally sighed heavily and said, "The prefect said that he wants to see the person alive... or the body if he's dead! And..." The visitor paused and stopped talking immediately.

Hearing this, Murong Zhuo's pupils suddenly dilated and his breathing stagnated.

But he did not miss what the other party had not said.

"what else?"

Seeing his friend's eyes full of bloodshot, staring at him without blinking, the visitor swallowed nervously and said stutteringly: "And... and said... this person escaped from him many times, and he was so angry that he wanted to... hang his body... at the city gate for three days... for everyone to see... to serve as a warning to others!"

Hearing this, Murong Zhuo angrily pounded the edge of the bed.

"How can it be like this! How can it be like this!!!"

The anger in my heart burst out, but what was more was pain and regret.

If he hadn't been drinking that night and let the cat out of the bag, things wouldn't have developed to this point!

It's all my fault!

"Where did they go?!"

At this moment, Murong Zhuo was like a lion about to burst into anger. He jumped up from the bed regardless of anything, quickly put on his clothes without paying attention to his injuries, and looked like he was ready to go out.

The man immediately grabbed his arm and said in panic, "You are going to die! It's almost dark. If you go out now with injuries all over your body, what if something happens on the way? Even if you get there in time, how can you fight against others?!"

However, Murong Zhuo turned a deaf ear to him and just stubbornly asked again: "Where did they go?!"

Seeing this, the man's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was obviously angry. "Okay, okay, you don't care about your body, but you still want to be strong!"

He immediately pointed at the gate and said angrily, "That man's hometown is in Dashi Township, Wadang County. Apart from there, he has nowhere else to go. If you want to go, go ahead! I won't stop you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Zhuo opened the door without saying a word, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"No, you really are going!"

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The screen changes again.

Looking at the sky, it's still night time this time.

Fortunately, there was moonlight, so it wasn't pitch dark.

I saw Murong Zhuo riding his horse galloping on a small path, panting heavily, and I didn't know how long he had been traveling.

When he saw the lights of houses in the distance, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But when they got closer, they saw that a large number of soldiers were surrounding the village entrance in front of them, and there was a lot of noise coming from them.

"I beg you, sirs, please don't take him away. Let him be buried in the mountains and return to the embrace of the mountains!"

"He is a child of our Dashi Township. He was born here and will be buried here. I beg you gentlemen to show some mercy!"

"As the saying goes, the dead are the greatest and should be buried in peace. Sheng Wazi is gone, so let his soul rest in peace!"

"Please! I kowtow to you!"

At this moment, a cold snort was heard, "Who cares if he's dead or alive! The prefect said, if he's alive, I want to see him, if he's dead, I want to see his body! Get these troublemakers out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sounds of punches and kicks.

Murong Zhuo's eyes suddenly turned red with anger.

He immediately jumped off his horse and shouted angrily: "Stop!"

After he got off, the horse immediately stopped and lay down on the ground, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

He patted the horse's head, then used his lightness skills to jump over the heads of many soldiers and officers, and knocked a soldier who was kicking a villager away with one palm.

"What are you doing!"

He stood between the officers and soldiers and the villagers and shouted angrily.

Looking around, he was suddenly stunned when he saw a coffin that the villagers were protecting behind them, and the bodies of two martial artists who had obviously died in battle in front of the coffin.

Although he had only met the two martial artists once, he recognized them. They were the two brothers who had followed Qi Sheng at the beginning. When he led people to capture them, Qi Sheng was there to cover them.

But now, these two people were hacked to death!

They fell on the left and right sides of the coffin, dying with their eyes open!

Then... the thing in the coffin is...

Murong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and tears welled up in his eyes.