After raising a cub, I won by doing nothing

Chapter 680: Being Disemboweled

That night, the streets of the imperial capital were silent, with only the night watchman holding a lantern, beating the gong, and shouting, "It's dry, be careful with fire—"

Looking around, the night watchman couldn't help but shrink his neck when he saw that there was no one on the street.

Quickening his pace, the night watchman was walking forward earnestly, when he suddenly saw a figure flash past in the alley ahead.

It was too dark and the figure flashed by. It seemed to be a beautiful lady in a skirt, but her figure was a little bloated and her belly was bulging, as if she was pregnant.

"Who's there?" The night watchman raised the lantern in his hand and shone it forward, but found that there was nothing at the entrance of the alley not far away, as if the figure that flashed by just now was just an illusion.

Frowning in confusion, the night watchman approached the alley and found it was pitch black with a faint smell of blood wafting out of it.

The night watchman was usually the bravest man, but at this moment, the figure just now filled his mind like a ghost, making his steps heavy, and suddenly he kicked something.

The night watchman was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw a man lying flat on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. There was a bright red wound extending from his stomach to his chest. All his internal organs were gone. Only an empty shell was left of his body. His eyes were still wide open, staring straight at the sky, as if he died with his eyes open.

A thick layer of blood had accumulated on the ground. The strong smell of blood swept out, making the night watchman's legs go weak. He then fell heavily to the ground and rushed out, rolling and crawling.

"Someone's being murdered, someone's being murdered, ah ah ah!" The night watchman rushed out, tumbling and wailing as he ran. He rushed all the way to the yamen, knocked on the door with all his might, and told the guards of the yamen the whole story in a madman's voice.

The guards of the yamen did not dare to be careless. They quickly took their men and rushed to the alley together with the night watchman.

Everyone was shocked to see such a hideous and bloody corpse. However, the night watchman followed the people from the yamen and found out that this was not the first person who had died recently. In the past few days, someone had been killed every day by having his internal organs hollowed out. Including the man who died today, this was the fifth person to die.

These five people were of different ages and genders. They didn't know each other and had no connection. The only similarity was that they all died at night. Moreover, their stomachs were ripped open and all the internal organs in their stomachs were missing. No one knew who took them out, but they took them out completely.

The night watchman was so frightened that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. The people from the yamen didn't want to interrogate him, so they just took the night watchman away and protected him.

Time flies, and the next day, Prince Yunsheng of Southern Xinjiang State led envoys to the imperial capital to pay this year's annual tribute.

Southern Xinjiang was the most powerful of the vassal states of Yan State. Their prince came to visit in person this year, so Yan State naturally had to receive him well. Mu Yuan specially sent the prime minister and the general who protected the country to the city gate to welcome him. The guards on both sides opened a wide road leading directly to the palace, and behind the guards were the common people.

The people have heard that there are many beauties in Southern Xinjiang, and that the prince of Southern Xinjiang is a rare figure, so they couldn't help but come here today, wanting to see his beauty.

(End of this chapter)