Sighing in the gap, fire in the stone, body in the dream...

In the inexplicable echo, Chen Ji didn't know how long he had been wandering in the darkness, as if he had been trekking in the ice river for a century, but he could not clear away the fog in front of him.

But the darkness seemed to be only a moment, as short as the sparks bursting out when stones hit each other.

Chen Ji could not control his body, so he could only listen.

The sound of wind, rain, and even the sound of oars paddling the water, as if someone carried him through a small boat through the black sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Ji wanted to break through the darkness, but everything around him was as sticky as glue, which made him unable to break free.

Outside the darkness, someone suddenly said in a relaxed tone: "Mr. Zhou, we are not sure, and we will not come to the door in person. When we see us, either you should cooperate well and capture Jing Chao's spy detective in Luocheng, or we will make you worse than death and have no other choice."

But when a middle-aged man heard a angrily man, he said, "I don't know what I'm doing, but I've worked for two people to start a massacre in our mansion. I don't know any spy detectives from Jing Dynasty!"

The previous relaxed voice said: "On the 27th of last month, you invited Master Li, the chief craftsman, to drink in Mingzhuyuan, Baiyi Lane, Dongcheng City. During the meal, you redeem Miss Cuihuan from Mingzhuyuan to give him. However, this Cuihuan is a spy detective from Jingchao. She has already given you... I don't need to continue talking, right?"

"What does it have to do with me if Miss Cuihuan is a spy detective? I have never had any contact with her before!"

"Do you want evidence?"

"right!"

In the room, a girl laughed: "My spy department killed a spy detective. When do you need evidence?"

The questioned Lord Zhou stopped talking, and the room became quiet, with only heavy breathing sounds.

In the room, the porcelain was broken all over the floor, and the ancient shelf where the decorations were placed were broken, like a piece of ruins.

In the ruins, seven or eight corpses were lying in distorted, leaving only a middle-aged man sitting on the ground, his hair was scattered and embarrassed.

Opposite him, a young man was wearing a black and capable outfit with a relaxed and entertaining look. Not far away, there was a slim girl in black squatting on the Grand Master's chair to watch the show.

The two men and women in black looked only about twenty years old, but they killed a roomful of people.

In the darkness, Chen Ji suddenly felt that these words were like a hand, grabbing himself who was sinking into the abyss and dragging him back to the world from hell.

"Mr. Zhou, what colleagues do you have in Luocheng? It's okay if you don't want to tell the truth now. We have a whole night to spend," said the young man with a smile: "Wait a moment, we will bring you the family hiding in Chaimu Lane, and then you will see if you are willing to say it..."

The next moment.

A corpse in the house suddenly sat up!

hiss!

Chen Ji breathed suddenly, like a drowning man reborn, breathing greedily. His breathing was particularly harsh in the silence, breaking the dullness in the room.

Chen Ji sat up from the floor and felt his mind drowsy.

He subconsciously touched the knife wound on his waist, but there was nothing there.

The girl squatting on the Taishi Chair suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, Yunyang, you are unfamiliar with your skills. No matter how you kill someone, you can't kill them well?"

Yun Yang quipped: "It's impossible, it must be that his heart has gone wrong!"

"If you miss it, you will miss it. Can't you afford to lose someone?"

"What should I do?"

"Kill again."

At this moment, Chen Ji had too many doubts in his heart: Why was he reborn? Where did he be reborn? Can he still find his way home? If even such a magical thing as rebirth can happen, can his relatives meet again?

He opened his eyes: "Wait, I have something to say..."

As soon as the words were finished, footsteps sounded outside, and everyone's attention was pulled over.

But more than a dozen men in the same black uniforms were escorted into the yard with seven or eight people, and there were two children of eight or nine years old, one man and one woman.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Ji quickly looked at the surrounding environment: the house was not big, there was a mahogany desk on the left, two Taishi chairs and a table in it.

Books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones are scattered, and the ground is in a mess.

Traveled through time?

Is this what Li Qingniao calls the dream world?

I seemed to have traveled to a person who had just died, but I didn't know what the deceased was in his lifetime.

Chen Ji wanted to stop and think about his situation, but the crisis in front of him happened too quickly and he didn't give him a chance to think.

While thinking, more than ten men in black dresses pressed Lord Zhou's family to the ground and knelt down. One of them clasped his fists and reported: "The family members that Zhou Chengyi hid were brought here. This woman was redeemed from Baiyi Lane ten years ago. The two children were their flesh and blood, one man and one woman, and the people next to her were the housekeeper and maid."

The more than ten men in black looked resolute, and a long sheathed sword hung behind their waists.

Yun Yang squatted in front of the woman with a smile: "Mrs. Do you know that Lord Zhou is a spy detective in Jing Chao?"

The woman hugged the little boy tightly in her arms and shook her head in fear: "I don't know, we don't know anything!"

Yun Yang pulled out a slender silver needle from his sleeve, and stabbed the woman's chest like lightning. The woman could not make any sound and fell to the ground.

Extremely angry.

There was a crying sound in the room, and the butler asked hoarsely: "Master, what's going on, Master?"

Zhou Chengyi did not answer, but just looked at the scene with a gloomy face.

Yun Yang looked at him and squatted in front of a maid: "Do you have anything to tell me?"

The maid stuttered: "I... my master only comes here two or three times a month. We want to... it's hard to see him."

Yun Yang stabbed the silver needle over. The maid wanted to hide, but the silver needle was so fast that she couldn't escape. She could only watch the silver needle pierce into her chest.

Chen Ji subconsciously touched his chest.

Yun Yang killed all the way until the little boy. He squatted down with a smile but did not look at the little boy, but stared at Zhou Chengyi: "Child, did your father tell you something?"

Zhou Chengyi's face twitched: "You would rather establish a country with the rituals of writing than torture and kill a child?"

Yun Yang sneered: "This spring, Jingchao cavalry went south and killed many innocent people in Ningchao. I have to tell you about poetry and books? In addition, you bought a ten-year-old girl to raise at home last year, and then gave her to the prefect of Luocheng. Isn't she a child? Lord Zhou, if you don't explain, your child will die."

"Dad, save me!"

However, Zhou Chengyi just turned his head slightly and refused to listen to the child's request for help.

Yun Yang whistled: "I feel so cruel. It seems that I have caught a big spy above the Haidongqing level. It makes you lie dormant under your nose for so many years. It's really shameful."

prick.

The boy fell down in anger.

Chen Ji looked at him silently. Before the child could close his eyes, he stared at him wide.

The blue veins on Zhou Chengyi's forehead were beating.

At this time, a girl named Jiaotu came to the little girl, squatted down and whispered: "Just just now, your mother only hugged your brother, did you see it?"

The little girl nodded in horror.

Jiaotu said again: "If you are willing to follow me, call me sister, I won't kill you."

But the little girl did not agree, but just looked at her father at a loss and fear.

"In this world, girls will suffer a lot of hardships when they are weak," Jiaotu smiled and hugged the little girl in her arms: "Don't be afraid, it's soon."

She pulled out a silver needle like Yunyang from her hair and stabbed it into the back of the little girl's neck with her own hands. The little girl instantly spread softly in Jiaotu's arms and then silently.

Chen Ji's pupils shrank slightly.

Yun Yang looked at this scene without caring. He came to the remaining housekeeper and Chen Ji: "Young man, you are lucky just now. Since you are lucky enough to die, I will give you another chance. Let's play a game. Whoever you speaks about information first will be able to survive."

The housekeeper immediately walked forward, crying with tears in his eyes: "Two sirs, I said, I say everything you want to know! Let me live!"

Yun Yang was happy: "I just like this drama of selling the owner for honor!"

Chen Ji also spoke, "I don't have intelligence, but I'll help you find the information."

The housekeeper quickly explained: "He is just an apprentice in the clinic. What information can he know? Listen to me!"

Yun Yang looked at Chen Ji with a sincere expression: "I have to wait for your information for two quarters of an hour. I'm not sure if it's there, so I'm very sorry...ah!"

While he was teasing, he saw Chen Ji suddenly rushed towards the butler and pressed the butler tightly to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a broken piece of porcelain hidden in Chen Ji's hand was cut open the butler's neck. Unfortunately, he did not have much experience in killing people, so he did not cut the artery for the first time.

Neither Yunyang nor Jiaotu made any move to stop him.

In a panic, the housekeeper lay on the ground and tried hard to hit Chen Ji's cheek with his fist, but Chen Ji did not dodge and clenched the porcelain piece again and cut it down.

This second time, the butler's neck and carotid artery was cut, and blood burst out like a fountain.

The housekeeper is dead.

Chen Ji slowly stood up, the corner of his eyes was beaten by the butler, and his palm was cut by holding the broken pieces too tightly, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

The bright rabbit's eyes lit up.

Yun Yang also became interested: "Do you want to live?"

Chen Ji gasped and said, "I don't have intelligence, but I'll find the information for you."

"Oh?" Yun Yang raised his eyebrows: "The deal is completed, but I will only give you a quarter of an hour."

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