After seeing the appearance of the three corpses clearly, Fang Yiai smiled, but his eyes were calm, frighteningly calm.
"Why are you laughing? They are not your servants?" Mrs. Hongxiao narrowed her eyes slightly, tilted her head and looked at the laughing Fang Yiai, and asked in confusion.
"Well, they are indeed not my servants." Fang Yiai nodded and said, walked up to the corpse on the far left, raised his hand to cover the corpse's eyes, and put his hand on the corpse's blood-stained waist.
After groping for a while and finding nothing, I remembered that they were spying on information last night, and as a rule, badges proving identity must be left at the residence.
He sighed, but his emotions were inaudible. While kneeling on one knee next to the corpse, arranging his clothes, Fang Yiai said, "He is my brother, the kind who lives through life and death."
The voice was still calm, and the calmness penetrated people, making the people around him shiver for no reason, and there was a chill in his heart that could not be driven away by the hot sunshine.
Listening to Fang Yiai's words and looking at Fang Yiai's actions, Mrs. Hongxiao slowly sat up straight, the smile on her face disappeared, and she looked at Fang Yiai expressionlessly.
She guessed that yesterday's assassin was closely related to Fang Yiai, and she brought the body here just to confirm it again. She thought that Fang Yiai would prevaricate it with a twinkling expression, and tried every means to clarify the relationship with the assassin in front of her.
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But he never expected that Fang Yiai would admit so generously that the corpse lying on the ground was his!
This made Mrs. Hongxiao feel that the punch she had worked so hard to hold back hit the soft cotton hard. It had no effect at all, and she almost dodged. Ming Xie, who had prepared a bunch of cynicism when she came, had no effect at all.
Anqiu also kept all his words in his stomach and didn't say a single word.
After Fang Yiai carefully arranged the remains of the man on the left, he picked him up with the straw mat, drove away the guards surrounding him, and placed him again not far away. Then he turned around and gave the other two people a simple arrangement.
He looked at his face and said, "They can be considered my friends. Someone under Madam's staff should know them." His voice remained unchanged as before.
"The guards around her, so she has returned to the royal city?" Mrs. Hongxiao nodded and asked. Watching Fang Yiai simply arrange the remains of the two people, and also put a certain distance between them, roughly
He guessed what Fang Yiai wanted to do, but he didn't open his mouth to stop him.
"That's what you said." Fang Yiai stood up and glanced at Mrs. Hongxiao. Without admitting or objecting to her guess, she turned back to the room, took the fire discount book and the oil lamp that was filled with oil early in the morning, and went to several rooms next to it.
He took out the oil lamps inside one by one.
He took the lamp oil with the wick and sprinkled it on the three corpses in turn. Fang Yiai threw the empty oil lamp aside casually, pulled out the wick, blew out the sparks and reached out to light the oil-soaked wick on the corpse.
"Don't ask me, the master. If the young master is going to burn the body to eliminate traces, aren't you afraid that the slave family will turn around and send two more corpses to the young master?" Seeing Fang Yiai, she stretched out her hand to pick up some lamp wicks that were stuck to the corpse with lamp oil, Hong said.
Mrs. Xiao felt a little unhappy and said in a cold voice.
Fang Yiai seemed to have heard some funny joke, so she sneered and ignored Mrs. Hongxiao's words, and lit the lantern without any pause.
As if no one was around, Fang Yiai lit the lamp wicks on the three corpses one by one, then put the candles on the lamps again and put them into his arms.
During this period, it wasn't that no one wanted to stop her, and it wasn't that no one didn't want to scold her. However, they were so frightened by Fang Yiai's eyes as cold as winter that they dared not take any action. In addition, Mrs. Hongxiao, who had always been accumulating great authority, had no intention of stopping her at all.
They all bowed their heads obediently and consciously adhered to their duties of making soy sauce.
"You don't believe that the slave family has no one alive?" Mrs. Hongxiao took two deep breaths to calm down the anger caused by Fang Yiai's disregard, and said in a cold and high-pitched voice.
Fang Yiai gave Mrs. Hongxiao an idiot look, with no intention of replying. If it were someone else, Fang Yiai might think about it and restrain herself a little.
But the people he brought in when he entered the royal city this time were all the old men from the Thorny Head Camp who were left behind after many bloody battles with him. Whether it was the confident and smiling Wu Ma, the steady and steady Li Zhong, or the fiery
The rude Cao Da, or the good old Chen Dayou, or the thin monkey who is afraid of death, or a few others. These people will never let themselves fall into the hands of the enemy alive and become a threat.
A handle to your brother’s safety!
Fang Yiai still has this bit of confidence, and it is precisely because she understands this in her heart that makes Fang Yiai even more heartwarming!
Looking at the corpse that was already burning, the raging flames distorted his vision, making Fang Yiai unable to see clearly the young face full of scars.
Entering the royal city to rescue people this time, Fang Yiai knew that there would be casualties, but she never thought that someone would die here so quickly, and it was the thin monkey who was about the same age as himself and who usually shouted that he was most afraid of death.
He is the most capable scout under his command, and he is also the one Wu Man has focused on training in the past two years, so that after he retires, he will take over the entire scout team and be responsible for processing news.
He was usually the fastest runner, but he didn't expect that he was the first to die!
During the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival, this boy was still clamoring with Wu Man and others, asking him to pay for each of them to find a wife, so that they could all get together and be neighbors, and it would be easier for each other when they get old in the future.
Stop by and chatter your teeth.
That fresh face was full of longing, but at this moment, it was scarred and breathless.
Looking at the burning flames, Fang Yiai's eyes, face, and even his whole person were as calm as the deep lake water that could not stir up any waves, standing there quietly like a statue.
Seeing Fang Yiai standing there motionless and expressionless, Mrs. Hongxiao felt a depression in her heart, and she suddenly missed the Fang Yiai who had a silly smile and bright eyes.
Contrary to that kind of love, people feel confident, comfortable and at ease.
Such seemingly calm and calm Fang Yiai makes people feel scared and depressed for no reason, just like the permeating tranquility before a violent storm.
The burnt smell and stench of the burning corpse instantly permeated the entire courtyard, making people unable to help but vomit. Fang Yiai acted as if he didn't smell it, and still stood there motionless, with only the air flow brought by the burning flames.
, stirred the hem of his clothes, and then swayed slightly.
Should she stay and vent her anger with Fang Yiai, or should she quickly leave this incestuous little courtyard? Mrs. Hongxiao, who was in a closed position, struggled a little and felt that Fang Yiai, who was unable to exert her martial arts with all her strength due to the loose power in her body, should
She couldn't escape from the royal court easily, not to mention that Qizaro was still closely monitoring her. Therefore, Mrs. Hongxiao decided to go back and take a bath first, and then trouble Fang Yiai later.
Think about it, if you send a letter to the flying pigeon kidnapped by Mn Chi, there will probably be a reply tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. By then, Mn Chi kidnapping might let Fang Yiai be escorted to the front line. Fang Yiai will be there by then.
If you have suffered your own sins, why should you feel unhappy for a while?
Mrs. Hongxiao covered her mouth and nose with a fragrant handkerchief and stood up from the low couch. This made the guards and maids who followed her into the courtyard breathe a sigh of relief.
It's nothing to watch people sorting out the remains of corpses, and it's nothing to watch people burning corpses. The key is that the person who is sorting out the remains of corpses and burning corpses is so calm that it's scary, and his eyes are so cold when he glances around. It makes everyone live in the hot summer, under the scorching sun.
I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat!
"Madam, please ask them to bring me lunch. If possible, please bring two jars of wine. I'm hungry." Fang Yiai didn't even turn his head, still looking at the burning flames, his voice unchanged.
said.
At this moment, not only Mrs. Hongxiao, but also the guards and maids in the courtyard really felt that Fang Yiai's words were not as good as the feeling she gave when she was silent just now.
Fang Yiai said "I'm hungry", and the two maids were so frightened that they covered their mouths and sobbed softly. They looked at Fang Yiai in horror. Even the guards were shocked by Fang Yiai's words.
I had to shake my figure.
I had just touched the body, but it hadn't been burned yet. There was a burning smell in the yard. I was screaming. How could you feel hungry in such an environment? Damn, this person's brain and nerves are really amazing.
What does he look like?! For a normal person, it would be pretty good if he could not vomit, okay.
The guards looked at Fang Yiai with admiration and fear, and then looked at the still burning corpse. They were still hungry and wanted to eat. The guards looked around and found that many people had livid faces and closed their mouths tightly.
If Mrs. Hongxiao was not still here, many people would have run out and vomited. Several maids had already started to feel nauseated. It was very hard for them to cover their mouths and endure the vomiting.
Mrs. Hongxiao glanced at Fang Yiai like a monster. She couldn't figure out whether Fang Yiai was really open-minded, or did he not take the people he called brothers seriously at all? Everyone was dead, and the bodies were dead.
It was also burning, but he still felt hungry and wanted to eat!
Mrs. Hongxiao frowned and glanced at the ugly guards and maids beside her. She also felt uncomfortable in her stomach. She no longer wanted to maintain her usual demeanor and pomp. She only wanted to get away from Fang Yiai as soon as possible, so she hurriedly agreed.
As for Fang Yiai, she quickly left Fang Yiai's courtyard with her people as if fleeing.
The two medicine boys, with pale and green faces, looked at Fang Yiai with fear, and followed the others out of the small courtyard on the pretext of going to bring food to Fang Yiai.
Fang Yiai was standing in the courtyard when she heard the sound of vomiting coming from the door of the courtyard. She couldn't help but frown and walked towards the door.
"Whoever vomits, please clean up your own garbage before leaving!" Fang Yiai stood by the door, coldly glanced at Mrs. Hongxiao and others who were leading the vomiting, and said rudely. (To be continued,