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But after Zuo Wuxun left, Hu Xingming immediately told the attendant with a face full of jealousy: "Investigate who said the leak immediately, otherwise why Zuo Wuxun would suddenly suspect me!...By the way, look up the guy named Jiuxian, What is the origin!"

The attendant said yes repeatedly in fear.

Inside a firewood room in Jianjianzong.

The dying thing was lying on the ground with injuries all over his body: "Cough cough cough...does the third son really want me to die? I just follow...cough cough cough, just follow what Master Hu said!"

Looking at the half-dead appearance of his former companion lying on the ground now, a flash of pity flashed in Dongnan's heart, but it was only for a moment, and he said: "The third son said, as long as you explain everything that happened half a year ago, He will spare you from dying."

Hearing this, despair flashed across Dongxi's eyes.

If he really told the truth half a year ago, he would have betrayed Hu Xingming, and his fate would be even worse.

"I said!—" Stuff struggled to get up from the ground, but when Southeast was not paying attention, he slammed his head towards the stone wall, only heard a muffled "bang", and Stuff tilted his head and fell There was no more sound on the ground.

There are some secrets, if you tell them, he will die even worse.

Southeast wiped his eyes, turned around and went out to tell Zuo Wuxun what happened to Dongshi's suicide by hitting the wall, but he didn't say anything. When Shishi died, there was a mocking smile on his face.

No one knows whether the mocking smile on Shi Shi's face before he died was implying Hu Xingming's horror, or mocking Zuo Wuxun's slowness, or the bad luck of being replaced by others for giving everything Dan Ning felt a pity.

The man in the gray shorts who had been staring in the dark turned and left after seeing with his own eyes the dead bodies of things being thrown in a mass grave outside the city.

As for Ning Yin's side.

The three little guys who didn't understand the situation and just shot casually, Ning Yin settled it in three or five moves, without any fear.

But after what happened to those three little guys, Ning Yin was also concerned about her own safety, and stopped running around casually, saving herself from being knocked out and dragged away without knowing what was going on.

Just as Ning Yin was speculating and walking back to the rented house where he was temporarily staying, he saw a black shadow suddenly flashing at the corner. Ning Yin turned around quickly, and put the dagger that was placed in the medicine basket before going out in front of him. He saw a black cat obediently standing in the corner and staring at him.

"Meow~"

Ning Yin threw the dagger back into the medicine basket in embarrassment, and was about to reach out to catch the black cat, but saw the black cat turned and jumped down another wall, and disappeared instantly.

"There are mostly white cats in Hegui City, but this black cat is rare." Ning Yin always felt weird in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously.

However, when Ning Yin was about to get home, he saw a group of people making noise in front of him, and he could vaguely hear someone in the crowd who seemed to be lamenting who had died.

Ning Yin approached the crowd with a low voice, and only then did he understand the whole story.

The third single-family courtyard on this street was rented by a young and handsome scholar, and it was specially used for quiet reading.Early this morning, the book boy who was in charge of taking care of the scholar went out to buy vegetables. When he came back, the owner of the small courtyard was standing outside the courtyard. He had been knocking on the door for a long time, but there was no movement in the courtyard.

Both the book boy and the owner felt strange. Although Xiucai ignored things outside the window when he was studying, the owner knocked on the door for a long time, so Xiucai would not stay silent.

The two felt strange, but when they pushed open the door, they saw Xiucai lying on the ground with his back to the sky, bleeding from his seven orifices, his fingers were black and blue, he had already passed away from his breath.

And when the government sent people to the private house, the people who heard the news were already outside the small courtyard for a bunch of onlookers. Everyone speculated how this well-spoken scholar was poisoned to death. And who poisoned him to death?

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