"What? Ghosts seek life!"

"Yes!" Li Kuan closed his eyes and looked at the two of them numbly and nodded. His voice seemed to emerge from the mouth of the wronged soul in hell. "Tang Zhou died of a ghost seeking his life!"

Zhao Ye and Zhang Yan were both startled at the same time, and the wine dripping fell to the ground and the wine sprinkled everywhere.

Li Kuan took a sip of wine and calmed down. His face calmed down slightly. A hint of redness gradually appeared on his cheeks: "At that night, Wang Sheng and the other six people were drinking happily. Suddenly, they felt a chill in prison, like a cloud of cold wind surrounding everyone. Everyone fell into the ice cave and became cold all over their bodies, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen.

Since ancient times, the prison has been airtight, so how could the cold air be emitted out of thin air? Everyone was shocked and suspicious and stood up to check. Suddenly, a sound of night owls rose up, and countless shrill screams sounded in the prison at the same time, 'We are Qing, Xu, Ji, and Yanzhou, the people under the rule of several prefectures, Tang and Zhou thieves, you have been in trouble for the death of your life. Today, we are ordered by the Lord of Yan to come and ask for your order! The evil thief, return my order!'"

The other idle people in the hall have already left, and it is particularly quiet.

"Gun, give me my life! I'll give me my life!"

The shrill roar seemed to be everywhere in the sky, echoing in the ears and minds of Zhao Ye and Zhang Yan, and they all fought a chill.

But Li Kuan continued, "When the six people got up to check, they saw Tang Zhou bleeding in his shackles and seven orifices, floating in the air. Countless hands stretched out from the ground, in the air, and grabbed Tang Zhou. In a moment, Tang Zhou had already turned his skin and flesh, his hands and feet were broken, and his blood was flowing like a stream, and finally it gradually turned into nothingness in the eyes of the six people."

There was a silence, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a monster staring at him with his eyes as big as a copper bell, glowing with a green light.

Zhao Ye felt cold in his heart, tightened his clothes, gritted his teeth, and asked calmly, "Have the situation been confirmed?"

"The situation is true!"

Li Kuan nodded, still feeling scared. After a while, he raised his head to look at Zhao Ye, his eyes firmly as if he was torched, and continued, "That night, two of the six prisoners were shocked and fainted on the spot. The other four people plucked each other's courage to open the cage that was detained by Tang Zhou, and found that Tang Zhou was bleeding from the seven orifices and was dead.

The next day, March 28th, Miss Tang, who learned the news, rushed over, cried loudly, and prepared a case to the government office to take Tang Zhou's remains back.

Later, one of the six jailers died of illness and one of them went crazy in just three months, while the other four were already

He quit his job and left the government office."

After finishing all the talk, Li Kuan took the wine goblet and drank it deeply. After closing his eyes and resting for a while, his face gradually became rosy.

Seeing that Li Kuan's mood gradually calmed down, Zhao Ye nodded to Zhang Yan and asked, "Zhang Yan, what about you? Is it so bizarre?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Li Kuan's story involves ghosts and gods, but although Yan's story is not all strange, it still makes people sigh that the world is still as beautiful as the world."

"Human hearts are not old? Are you talking about the new Henan prefect He Miao?"

Zhang Yan took a sip of wine, nodded and said, "It's this person! Yan has a cousin who is in He Miao's house. Yesterday, his cousin was at home, and Yan and his cousin were just in a good way. They had a drink at home for a day and talked about it for a day.

According to his cousin, since He Miao became the Henan Yin Yin, he has been flirting with his brother, General He Jin, but he has become increasingly popular with the traitor, the eunuch Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others. People often say that they are not close to each other, but if this one can be used on He Miao, it would be a big blind eye.

Because of Empress Lingsi and General, He Miao successively served as General of the Hu Ben, and finally became the prefect of Henan, and was highly powerful. In theory, he should be grateful for his kindness, let alone his own brother.

But He Miao is simply heartless and doesn't want to give back, but he often has disagreements with the general. He is determined to collude with eunuchs and treacherous people, but he is really not a son. During normal days, Zhang Rang and others often come to He's house to visit.

Early in the morning of March 27, Zhang Rang hurriedly sent a small yellow gate to send a letter to the mansion. After receiving the letter, He Miao and his aide discussed a cup of tea in the study, and the aide left in a hurry. The next day, my cousin heard that the Tang and Zhou dyingly died of the imperial prison."

Zhao Ye played with the wine goblet in his hand and asked in confusion: "What do you mean is He Miao related to the death of Tang and Zhou?"

"Boss, if He Miao needs to kill Tang Zhou, he will naturally discuss with his confidants and a group of staff. How can my cousin touch the secret of He Mansion when he is a servant?" Zhang Yan shook his head and sighed, "We really don't know whether He Miao is related to the death of Tang Zhou. However, one day, a staff member under He Miao drank with his cousin. After getting drunk, he talked to his cousin about the death of Tang Zhou. One sentence in it made people think deeply."

"What do you mean?" Wang Li suddenly raised his head and interrupted Zhao Ye's memories, his eyes stabbed Zhao Ye like a sharp sword.

"There is a certain number of life and death, and I will not accept it, God will accept it!"

Life and death have their own fixed numbers. Will we wait or not to accept God? Wang Li was stunned. Is there something else in the death of Tang Zhou?

How many things do I mean? Do I want to take Tang Zhou's life or can I wait and take Tang Zhou's life?

If the first meaning is, then the suspicion of Zhang Rang and He Miao in the Tang Zhou case can be ruled out. What if it is the second meaning? Then, not only does Zhang Rang and He Miao be the mastermind behind the scenes, it also fully demonstrates that the death of Tang Zhou is definitely not simple.

Behind this case, there is definitely an unknown force hidden!

As for Zhang Rang and why He Miao wanted to kill Tang Zhou, this reason may be guessed by anyone with a pair of cheesy eyes. Zhang Rang and He Miao lived in the palace or the general's mansion, had no connection with Tang Zhou Su, and had no grudges or grudges. Since they had to take the risk of angering Emperor Ling of Han, they would only mean that there were other people behind them!

According to modern criminology, whoever is most beneficial to the death of Tang and Zhou is the greatest beneficiary. Therefore, it is certain that there is only one person who is the greatest beneficiary of Tang and Zhou’s death, Zhang Jiao, General of Taiping Dao Tiangong! And Zhang Rang must have an affair with Zhang Jiao!

But who is this other unknown force? And the time has been chosen so well, which is basically the same as Zhang Rang and He Miao’s plans!

Wang Li and Zhao Yun looked at each other, their eyes full of horror: Life and death are determined, and on March 27th, Tang Zhou died suddenly. On the entire 27th, except for the prison guards, Tang Zhou only contacted Tang Qianqian and that mysterious character!

That unknown force must be inseparable from the mysterious character, and even Tang Qianqian is a participant.

Wang Li walked to the door and felt a chill in his heart: That's a brother-killer! That girl is generous, sharp and graceful. Is there an ugly heart hidden under her beautiful appearance? What kind of secret is hidden here!

"Brother!" Ling'er looked at Wang Li with concern.

"Whoever can keep the clouds clear and the moon bright when there is no storm. Don't worry, the ugly will eventually pass. Whether it is Zhang Rang, He Miao, whether it is Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, Tang Zhou, or Tang Qianqian, how can they cover up this beautiful country? Why do they cover up this beautiful color!"

He raised his hand and waved it. Wang Li looked outside the tent and showed a confident smile: "The moon outside the tent is sparse and the breeze is gentle. It has never changed because of these people. Tomorrow is destined to be another great sunny day!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!