Infinite Sims

"Brother Jiang, does he have something to hide?"

Seeing He Shi walk out of the room, Wan Jinghao couldn't help looking at Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren motioned him to block the entrance to the basement with a rice vat, and then said, "Did you see what's inside?"

Wan Jinghao nodded, lifted the rice vat and placed it above the entrance.

Although the basement was dark and there were no lighting tools, the darkness had no effect on his vision.

"Brother He is a man with a story."

Jiang Ren folded his hands on his chest, and then said with interest: "Since he hid us in his home regardless of the danger, in return, we can also help him do what we can."

If it was something of love and love, then he could only say that he was helpless.

But judging from He Shi's reaction just now, the matter behind it should be solved perfectly by fighting and killing.

"The county magistrate has orders!"

Along with the sound of fast horses, shouts came from the street to the house.

Wan Jinghao stuck to the paper window and looked out through the gap above.

Jiang Ren also stopped and went out to ask He Shi what he thought, and listened carefully.

"Regardless of old, young, sick, or disabled, everyone must gather outside the county government office immediately, and those who fail to arrive within a quarter of an hour will be treated as remnants of the Great Zhao!"

A soldier on a fast horse finished speaking.

Followed by another repetition, several times in a row before finally stopping.

"You two heroes, I'll go and have a look first. If anyone breaks in, you all hide in the basement."

He Shi came to the door of the back room, and after speaking politely, he left without looking back.

Seeing this, Wan Jinghao cast a curious look at Jiang Ren.

He eagerly wanted to know why he had to summon everyone to the gate of the county government office after a round of search just now.

"When in doubt, think for yourself first."

Jiang Ren lifted the black veil and smiled bluntly: "It is the worst behavior to ask others for help directly."

It seemed unexpected that he would reply like this.

Wan Jinghao was stunned for a moment, and said apologetically, "Sorry."

Maybe it was because of the confusion after being resurrected from the dead, or maybe it was because he had experienced too little. When he realized that there was a goal he could rely on, he would always subconsciously seek the advice of the other party.

Jiang Ren patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

When he came to the window, he saw a lot of people walking towards the county government office through the gap on the edge of the window.

Through the search just now.

It's not hard to imagine that behind this convening order, I'm afraid it has something to do with himself and Wan Jinghao.

"Through the horseshoe prints I left, you found out that we are in the county, so you want to arrest them as soon as possible?"

Thinking back to the traces left on purpose, Jiang Ren looked forward to it.

He sincerely hopes that the other party can give him some surprises, otherwise it will not be fun at night.

After all, the sky outside the house has gradually dimmed, signs of dusk have emerged, and it is less than an hour before dark

On the open space outside the county government office.

About 2,000 people came here, and hundreds of soldiers held weapons to maintain order. Among them were several Dazhao people who knelt down and cried for grievances.

"...That's the way it is. These people are the accomplices of the murderer at the Chengning Road station."

A master from Dazhao announced the verdict and said, "If there are no new clues, these people will be beheaded at noon tomorrow."

Cheng Yihan, Liu Qiang, Yu Dingfu

He Shimo read the names of those people, feeling very uneasy.

He knew all of these people, and they were all warm-hearted people. They often took care of their neighbors on weekdays, and they had a good relationship with most people in the county.

But now, these people are about to be executed.

And it seems that if no trace of the murderer is found in the future, more people will be arrested.

As for the reason, it has something to do with the two people who are staying in their own home now.

"If, if you confess those two people."

"Then Cheng Yihan and the others don't have to die? And won't more people be caught?"

He Shi's face was full of confusion, suddenly a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he slapped himself hard.

After the crisp applause.

All the messy thoughts quickly dissipated in the pain.

A few people around glanced at him, but didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was sad because he couldn't save those people, and slapped themselves in grief.

"The people who killed Cheng Yihan and the others were not those two, but those..."

He Shi's eyes were like knives, and he looked at the barbarians under the protection of the soldiers: "The ones who really killed them were these damn animals!"

When his eyes saw the county magistrate Futai, he paused for a few more breaths.

subsequently.

He Shi slowly dispersed with the crowd.

But what he didn't notice was that a soldier disguised as an ordinary person watched him leave, and then came to Nurhaji, who was protected by heavy soldiers, and whispered about He Shi's abnormal behavior just now.

Nurha listened to him and rubbed his chin: "Take ten people there to see if there is anything unusual about him."

Yu Xinhu quickly responded, and then asked doubtfully, "What if there is nothing abnormal?"

"Then take him into prison and lock him up with those who will be executed tomorrow. Anyway, one more person won't affect him."

"Yes, the villain will leave."

Yu Xinhu took a few steps back, turned and left, and took away ten servants in armor and swords.

Although Nurhaji had hundreds of soldiers under his command, and the barbarians accounted for half of them, but unless Nurhaji gave the order himself, he would not be able to command those barbarians.

"Longshengtian bless, I hope there will be a harvest."

Nurhaji turned his head, and saw Futai was meditating with his eyes closed, so he asked, "Master Fu, what did you think of?"

Futai shook his head, and said casually: "I just think this name is a bit familiar, but I should be overthinking, maybe it's because I saw it in the population register."

Neither of them cared about Yu Xinhu and others.

Because if there are really murderers over there, ten people are enough to subdue them.

This is not arrogance, but judging from the traces of the scene.

In addition, although the ten people in the past are servants, they have also experienced many battles, and their force is far better than the servants who were left behind at the post.

at dusk.

He Shi stepped into the house with a heavy heart.

He closed the door behind his back, and when he looked up, he saw that the messy things in the house had been cleaned up, and the broken items and garbage had been swept to the corner.

"Actually, you don't have to do that."

He Shi looked at the two people who came out of the back room with complicated eyes.

"not my business."

Jiang Ren spread his hands.

Wan Jinghao, who cleaned up the toilet by himself, said: "Brother He, don't worry, I don't want to thank you, it's just that I'm bored."

He Shi sighed and said nothing more.

He went forward and took out a cup of cold tea on the table, poured it directly into his mouth, and then told all the things he heard outside the county government gate.

"Accomplice, boring."

Jiang Ren tapped the handrail with his fingertips, and said casually: "I want to lure us out with this, and force others not to give a helping hand easily. It's a very inferior strategy. It's obvious that it's led by barbarians."

Wan Jinghao thought for a while, then looked at He Shi: "That is to say, those people will be locked up in the county government prison before noon tomorrow?"

He Shi nodded and responded, "There is only one place in our county where people can be locked up."

"Brother Jiang." Wan Jinghao looked at Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren smiled lightly: "Don't ask me, the most important thing you should do is follow your own heart."

Under the bamboo hat, Wan Jinghao forced a smile on his face: "I want to save them."

When Yecheng was broken, he had no ability and could only choose to save himself. Now that he has the ability, he naturally doesn't want to stand by and watch, not to mention that those people were still convicted because of him.

"Can."

Jiang Ren did not object, and nodded approvingly.

"Are you crazy?"

He Shi, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't help interjecting: "Since you know they are leading you there, didn't you fall into their trick to rob the prison?"

"And with the two of you alone, even if you have learned those forbidden martial arts, can you be as powerful as hundreds of people?"

He Shi couldn't understand, and even wanted to curse.

If it was three months ago, he might have done this, but now he has learned to be patient, and he has also learned to hide his thoughts.

"Since ancient times, literature has never been the first, and martial arts has never been the second."

"Wu Keide never said that you will know these things when you start."

Jiang Ren didn't get angry, but turned the topic to He Shi: "We saw the things in the basement. There should be someone in this county that you really want to kill, right?"

Wan Jinghao nodded, ready to see how He Shi would answer.

He Shi opened his mouth to defend himself, but when the words of his conception came out, his face darkened instantly: "Did you see that?"

Jiang Ren said: "I can see it very clearly."

There aren't many things in the basement.

A patchwork of crude tool tables, dozens of new or old weapons of different styles, and a bow and crossbow belonging to specially controlled weapons.

Whether it was the Great Zhao in the past, or the barbarian country that now claims to be Dazheng.

Strict control was imposed on weapons and raw materials for making them. Once someone was found to be hiding weapons, that person would inevitably be caught in a prison and take off a layer of skin.

And if someone finds out that he is hiding a bow and crossbow, it is not a question of peeling off the skin, but a question of when to die.

A Dazhao man who wants to be an obedient citizen of the barbarian country.

It is absolutely impossible to hide these things that can kill oneself at any time.

"It's okay to tell you."

Sitting on a low stool beside him, He Shi said with half pain and half regret: "When I was seventeen years old, my wife died of dystocia, took nothing with me, and left me a child. "

"That is a very cute child, and I even found someone to give him a name."

"My greatest wish is to see him marry a wife and have children, and live out his life in peace."

"result."

Speaking of this, He Shi's eyes were a little moist, and he took a deep breath and continued: "Three months ago, a barbarian's horse went crazy, knocked my child to the ground, and stomped a few times."

"He was fine at the time, but he kept vomiting blood after he got back."

"I brought the doctor here, and the doctor said it was hopeless after seeing it."

"Until now, I still remember what he said to me at that time - Dad, I'm in so much pain, I don't want to live anymore, can you kill me, please"

He Shi wiped his tears, and looked at the two people in front of him with red eyes: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

Wan Jinghao remained silent.

He Shi didn't say whether his child's death was fulfilled, but there was no doubt that his child was already dead.

Jiang Ren glanced at the door and said, "May I ask, who is the owner of that crazy horse?"

He Shi gritted his teeth and said, "Futai, the magistrate of this county."

"I'll catch him before you."

Jiang Ren said, looking at the door again: "But before that, we have to deal with a few bugs first."

He Shi looked at him speechlessly, wondering if he was crazy.

If he said he killed Futai, he still had a little faith in it. But to arrest Futai, is it true that the police in the yamen and the soldiers stationed nearby are fools?

"small bug?"

Wan Jinghao blinked his eyes, took a step forward with feeling in his heart, and grabbed He Shi's hand as if pulling it himself.

collapse!

The wooden door was kicked open from the outside.

The broken wood flew into the house, but due to its effective power, it failed to touch the three of Jiang Ren.

Ten soldiers stood impressively outside the door.

The leader is Yu Xinhu in plain clothes.

They all had playful smiles on their faces, obviously they had heard what was said just now, and regarded Jiang Ren and Wan Jinghao as fish on the board, while they were chefs and knives.

"He Shi, I didn't expect you to look honest and honest, but secretly cover up the murderer, and even want to harm the county magistrate."

Yu Xinhu raised his chin high, and said arrogantly: "I'm asking you now, are you guilty?"

He Shi panicked, "How did you find me?"

"Outside the county government office, you are the only one who has the weirdest facial expression change, and even slapped yourself, so you can't let people not notice."

Yu Xinhu explained a sentence, and ordered the soldiers to go forward and arrest: "If you dare to resist, you will be killed."

So far, things are going as he expected.

He had already imagined the great rewards he would receive after capturing these people.

Maybe they can buy some fertile land outside the county, buy a few shops and houses in the county, and move up their official positions.

"It's getting late."

Jiang Ren looked at the ground outside the house, which was stained a layer of dark red by the dusk.

Zheng!

Wan Jinghao drew his sword and said, "Brother Jiang, please leave these people to me."

Jiang Ren replied: "Looking forward to your performance."

It is true that Dusk suppressed him a lot less, but after all, there is still some time before night, and in addition to the fact that there are not many enemies, he doesn't mind waiting a little longer.

"One against ten, are you crazy?"

He Shi gritted his teeth, picked up a bench, and said to Jiang Ren who was next to him, "Although I have no ability, I can still help you out. You can escape through the back door."

"Plotting out loud is not a good idea."

Jiang Ren patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be at ease.

Since ancient times, humans have created various armor and weapons.

But no matter when and where, armor is always weaker than weapons, and human beings are the most vulnerable part.

Ordinary people punch each other a hundred and eighty times.

As long as it doesn't hurt the vitals, maybe it's just an injury that can lie down for a few days.

But in the face of cruel cold weapons, a random knife and a sword, ranging from lying down for several days, to death in Huangquan.

And if you don't need to take defense into account, what kind of power can you exert?

"Big Zhao Remnants, die for me!"

The moment Wan Jinghao walked out of the door, a soldier hiding on the side rushed out and slashed from top to bottom with a knife.

The killer moves that have been honed on the battlefield do not have as many bells and whistles as Jianghu, and every move and every move is aimed at death.

This knife goes down.

Either split the head in half, or directly into the body.

puff!

Wan Jinghao didn't change his face, he came first, and slashed across the man's throat with his backhand.

The body took half a step forward at the same time, and the knife that was almost sure to hit passed behind him, only touching the floating clothes.

The man fell to the ground clutching his throat.

"One."

Wan Jinghao was astonished, and quickly floated towards the next person.

The soldiers who were still holding the chance of victory just now were turned around in the blink of an eye, and by the time they realized it, they had all died.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Xinhu ran away first, and at the same time shouted for help.

"Ten."

Wan Jinghao turned his head, looked at Yu Xinhu who ran twenty steps away, and immediately threw the knife out.

The blade pierces the air.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Xinhu was pierced.

Wan Jinghao stepped forward, stepping on the body of Yu Xinhu who was still going to die, and pulled out the knife with a quick movement: "Eleven."

When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Ren also walking out of the house.

"Papa papa!"

Jiang Ren clapped his palms, but he couldn't make any sound due to the bones in his palms, so he had to imitate a few times with his mouth, and then said: "Compared to the past, you have made great progress."

Wan Jinghao smiled bitterly: "It's just because I'm not afraid of death."

He thought of the injury he had suffered at the station.

There is no pain, no feeling, and after only a few hours, those missing parts will return to normal.

So, after losing the awe of death.

He completely abandoned defense and only pursued the fastest and most effective kills.

This feeling is a bit like a sentence that the immortal grandpa once said - dancing on the tip of a knife.

Dangerous and exciting, yet enthralling.