Author: Yao Jishan

"Three days." The hoarse voice sounded faintly. If it weren't for the bright lights here, it would seem like a ghost crying in the dark night.

Mangtai followed the sound and saw a figure covered in black gauze, but it turned out to be Ah Fu.

Ah Fu had been sent by Wang Kuang early in the morning to examine the body. She was standing quietly on the boat. She was facing the crowd and the wind in the river was strong, so her voice was a little blurry.

She was a warrior and had extraordinary hearing. She could hear the footsteps of the person coming and knew his identity, so she spoke first without waiting for others to ask.

Wang Kuangsu knew that she cherished words like gold, so he said to Mang Tai: "Ah Fu said that these two people have been dead for three days."

Mangtai nodded and said nothing.

Ah Fu stood up straight at this moment, and the black gauze covering her face was ruffled by the river wind. She raised her hand and drew the black gauze aside, then pointed at the fatter male corpse on the left and said, "Zhak Shan."

Then he pointed to another smaller male corpse: "Servant."

The meaning of this statement is clear, and there is no need for Wang Kuang to explain it further. Moreover, Mang Tai already knew Zak Shan, and he could tell the difference just from the appearance of the two bodies.

"What was the cause of death?" he asked.

He only heard about Zakshan's mysterious disappearance after entering the city.

He didn't like or dislike this person. He only knew that since the tragic death of his daughter more than half a year ago, Zakshan had performed exceptionally bravely on the battlefield. In the latest battle with the Song army, he rushed forward, beheaded the general and captured the flag.

Only two Song generals were killed, and he was promoted to leader.

Mangtai could guess his thoughts.

Zakshan wanted to climb to a high position by virtue of his military exploits, and then wait for an opportunity to avenge his daughter-killing enemy. Even Mangtai knew who his enemy was.

Da Changan.

For this reason, when he heard that Zakshan was missing and probably dead, Mangtai thought for a moment, "Did Changan kill him?"

But now, he has given up this idea.

This floating corpse has not appeared earlier or later, but it appears tonight. It is obvious that someone deliberately set up a trap, and the means of the person who set it up also give people a sense of déjà vu. As for its purpose, Mangtai does not care.

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He only needs to be sure of one thing:

It's okay if Aqisi doesn't come. If she dares to come, I will teach her how to come and never come back.

Ah Fu had already found out the cause of death and listened to Mang Tai's interrogation. She said nothing but bent down and lifted up the tops of the two corpses at the same time.

Mangtai glanced at it, his expression slightly condensed.

The sternum of Zak Shan and the servant was completely sunken, and even from a little distance, it could be seen clearly with the naked eye.

"Is this... interrupted by someone?" This time, it was Wang Kuang who asked the question.

Ah Fu shook his head, and two words came out from behind the fluttering black veil: "Horse hoof."

Both Mangtai and Wang Kuang looked surprised.

"The girl is saying that the two of them were trampled to death by horses?" Mangtai asked in disbelief.

This was really beyond his expectation and also shaken his previous guesses.

He originally thought that Aqisi killed Zakshan and set up this trap, but with the skills of the Villa assassin, why did she need to borrow the power of horses? Could it be that... Aqisi was seriously injured?

Mang Tai's eyes flashed, but Ah Fu didn't know what he was thinking. He just nodded to show that the two men were indeed trampled to death by the horse. He then picked up the long bamboo pen leaning on the side with one hand and lifted it lightly as if it were a heavy weight.

Around the waists, wrists, ankles and necks of the two corpses, a mute voice said: "Bind with cowhide ropes."

After finishing her words, she flipped her wrist, and the ten-foot-long bamboo pole was like a plaything in her palm. It stretched and contracted flexibly, and a very thin iron wire was picked up from the tip of the pole. She then said:

"The iron wire is fixed to the bottom of the ship."

Following her words, she gently flicked it with skillful force, and the iron wire actually broke.

"Rust." The hoarse voice came out from behind the heavy black veil again, but it pointed out that the reason why the iron wire was so easy to break was because it had long since decayed.

It was difficult for her to say a long sentence that exceeded the cross in one breath. Although the words were still very simple and there were a few breaks in the middle, the meaning was very clear. Wang Kuang and Mang Tai both nodded and said nothing.

Next, Ah Fu demonstrated the position of the iron wire passing through the side of the boat, then turned around and walked onto the upper boat and stood beside Wang Kuang.

At this point, most of the facts of the case have become clear. Nazak Shan and one of his servants were first trampled to death by horses (accidental or man-made), and then someone tied their bodies with cowhide ropes, and then used rusty and very thin ropes to tie them up.

The iron money was fixed to the bottom of the boat.

This man must be proficient in the nature of water. Without knowing it, he tied the two corpses to the bottom of the boat under the commander's command. The guards near the boat knew nothing about it. This shows that this man

Very good water properties.

Just now, the Cheng family of Baishuang City took a small boat to return home. When the stern worker docked the boat at the shore, the long bamboo pole accidentally broke the iron wire, and the body suddenly flipped up from the bottom of the boat and floated on the water.

Mrs. Fu Cheng was frightened and fainted on the spot, and the onlookers witnessed with their own eyes that chaos ensued.

Later, a corpse also floated from another boat. Everyone was frightened, and chaos gradually spread outside.

"Are you proficient in water properties..." Wang Kuang's eyes passed over the corpse and looked towards the river in the distance.

The floating light of the lotus lanterns flickers, rising and falling with the waves, and the lead clouds hang low in the distance, seeming to be connected to the long river of stars.

For some reason, Wang Kuang remembered the statue of a god that inexplicably floated up from the bottom of the water.

That was only half a month ago. At that time, he thought it was just the delusion of a foolish man and woman. He regarded a coincidence as God's will, and he was also happy to see the situation change. He even went along with the flow and tricked the crown prince of the Jin Kingdom.

One move.

But looking back now, isn't the cause of the prince's auspiciousness, the flower's dream, the water ceremony and other events, not just the statue of the god floating from the bottom of the water?

But at this moment, right in front of Wang Kuang's eyes, the bodies of Zak Shan and his servants emerged from the bottom of the water again. Thinking about everything in the past, Wang Kuang suddenly felt frightened.

Recently, he has been busy gathering people, planning layout, and allocating forces, but he seems to have overlooked one thing:

The party he intends to rely on has an entire country behind him.

Even if it decays, even if it rots away, it is still a great country that was once extremely powerful and glorious, and it has stood for thousands of years without falling. Such a country, with such a rich heritage, will always give birth to one or two capable people who can save the country when it is in decline.

The violent waves are about to collapse, but the building that is holding you up is about to collapse.

Naturally, Wang Kuang also tried his best to take this situation into account, but now he still felt that he seemed to have underestimated the enemy.

At this time, even though he knew his opponent's mid-game move, he still missed the possibility of one in ten thousand and did not include Zakshan's disappearance into the game.

This is no idle move.

A death that is not necessary, a killing that is not necessary, appears at a given and necessary time and place, without cause and effect, suddenly making a move in the market, like a fairy from the sky, with an outside intention, it is difficult to predict

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