"Are you leaving now? I plan to hold a banquet to thank you and celebrate your victory." Dongchuanhou asked hypocritically to stay.

Qin Qiaoer shook her head, her eyes fell on the 'corpses' in the pool of blood, and she said sadly: "Thank you, Lord Hou, for your kindness, but we really don't have the heart to go to the banquet to celebrate now. I believe that you, Lord Hou, are also immersed in it." In the pain of bereavement, there is really no way to force a smile and hold a banquet for us. However, when Lord Hou repelled the barbarians in Qingtang, even if we can't come to Qingtang to congratulate Lord Hou, we will congratulate Lord Hou in the capital. victory."

Hearing Qin Qiaoer mention her 'dead' son, Dongchuan Hou also showed his acting skills, showing a look of enduring the pain.

"Since this is the case, then I won't force you. When we repel the Qingtang and return to Beijing to report on our duties, I will invite Commander Qin and the red-clothed emissaries to have a good drink to make up for today's regrets."

After saying this, Marquis Dongchuan turned around and told Ma Chao: "Take a few people and **** Qin Commander to lead them out of the city."

"Yes." Ma Chao bowed his hands and accepted the order.

Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer glanced at each other, they knew very well that Dongchuan Hou said he was sending escorts, but in fact he asked Ma Chao to monitor them to see if they really wanted to leave Qingtangwei, and if they would play any tricks along the way.

However, Qin Shaoyou and Qin Qiaoer had already predicted this situation, so they didn't feel nervous and flustered. Instead, they thanked Dongchuanhou.

Soon, several red-clothed emissaries picked up the 'companion's corpse' on the ground, and under the 'escort' of Ma Chao, they returned to the post station to pack their things, and then left the city.

After watching them leave, Hou Dongchuan let out his blood, carefully inspected the surroundings, and confirmed that there was indeed a summoning ceremony here, but it was interrupted halfway, and chaotic energy remained at the scene.

"It seems that what these red-clothed emissaries said is basically true, but they should have concealed some things. For example, most of them have some very powerful spiritual items on them, so that they can interrupt the summoning ceremony of the Qingtang wizard and prevent the ghost king from coming. ..."

Dongchuanhou thought in his heart, but he didn't worry too much.

On the one hand, according to his understanding, the stronger the power of the supernatural item, the greater the side effects.

Those red-clothed emissaries who died in battle might have been victims of the side effects of supernatural items.

As long as they are prepared in advance and are careful enough, even if the red-clothed messengers use supernatural items, they can only hurt themselves.

On the other hand, the messenger in red seemed to be leaving Qingtangwei.

As long as they really leave, there is no need to worry too much. Although in the past few days, the red-clothed envoys have investigated a lot of information and files in the yamen at all levels of Qingtangwei, but Dongchuanhou is confident that they will not find anything, so he decided that the red-clothed The emissary really wants to leave, and really wants to end up.

Now that everyone is leaving, it doesn't matter to Dongchuan Hou whether they have supernatural items on them or not.

Marquis Dongchuan never expected that his son had slipped his tongue, and not only was he heard by these red-clothed messengers, but he was also recorded by them.

If he knew this, he would definitely find a way to make the red-clothed emissary die at the hands of the 'Qingtang barbarians' or 'thieves and ghosts' after leaving the city, so that the evidence would be destroyed!

Even his crippled son has changed from a suspended animation to a real death!

You can't even control your own mouth, what are you doing alive? If you die, you can gain some sympathy points in front of the court and the emperor.

Defending the country and guarding the border, even the eldest son is involved, can't it prove the loyalty of my Marquis Dongchuan?

Although the price of dying a son is very high, the world is becoming more and more unsettled, and there may be riots and thieves everywhere at any time.

At that time, he will naturally have the opportunity to avenge his dead son! Maybe there is still a name to be sealed.

Although Marquis Dongchuan didn't know that the red-clothed emissary had obtained the evidence of his collusion with Qingtang, he was seriously considering and hesitating about whether or not his eldest son should die...

On the other side, after Qin Shaoyou and the others returned to the station, they began to pack their things.

Although Ma Chao didn't follow up with the independent courtyard, he led people to monitor closely in the station.

Qin Qiaoer glanced back, and complained in a low voice: "These guys really don't even bother to cover up."

"We're leaving anyway, so what are they doing to cover up? And they made good excuses. They stayed outside the door so that they could come to help us in time when we need it. Listen, how enthusiastic they are."

Cui Yougui looked at it and learned the way of yin and yang very well. If he is angry, he is called a yin and yang.

Qin Shaoyou was checking the human skin puppets, and saw that the wounds disguised by the human skin puppets had been mended.

This was done quietly during the inspection before Ma Chao.

Fortunately, it was a puppet made of human skin, instead of a living person pretending to be a corpse, otherwise even if it was not exposed, it would still have to be stabbed. Moreover, most of the parts stabbed were still vital, and the knife was poisoned, so it was easy to make people's fake death come true.

But even the human skin puppet began to show signs of air leakage after being stabbed.

Fortunately, there are not many leaks, and the human puppet has not yet returned to its original shape.

"Marquis Dongchuan and his subordinates are really cautious." Qin Shaoyou sneered.

Suddenly his ears moved slightly, but through deliberation, he heard that outside the courtyard, Ma Chao was sending someone to fetch a supernatural item called the 'Hearing Corner of Truth'.

Although he didn't know what the Diting Horn was used for, Qin Shaoyou knew that Diting, a divine beast, had the ability to recognize everything in the world.

This supernatural item called the Listening Corner is probably used to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

"Are they still doubting the authenticity of the corpse? Or are they trying to determine whether our departure is true or false?"

Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly~lightnovelpub.net~ I didn't expect that there would be such a supernatural item under Dongchuanhou's hands. It seems that some changes have to be made to the plan.

He immediately arranged manpower, got some firewood, and asked Cui Yougui to light it up. In front of Ma Chao and others outside the private courtyard, he threw several human skin puppets into different fires one by one.

When Ma Chao saw it, he was stunned for a moment, leaned forward and asked, "Commander Qin, what are you doing?"

When Qin Shaoyou sent people to look for firewood, Qin Qiaoer heard him explain the reason, and after thinking about the countermeasures, she immediately replied: "The journey home is far away, and it is not easy to travel with a corpse, but it is easy to attract evil spirits. If you let the brothers If their corpses were shocked and stiffened, then we would be too ashamed of them. The best solution is to cremate them first and take the ashes back to bury them."

This excuse was reasonable and reasonable, even if Ma Chao wanted to stop it, he couldn't speak.

At the same time, under the influence of Cui Yougui, Su Tingyu and other Taoist masters of the Jade Emperor, the raging flames burned extremely vigorously. After the dust was gone, Qin Shaoyou put it in a jar.

Even so, after taking the Listening Corner, Ma Chao found a corner in the private courtyard where the red-clothed emissary could not see, cut the hand of a postman with a knife, and dripped blood on the Listening Corner.

The postman, who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, first looked blank, then felt the pain from his hand, opened his mouth to cry out for the pain, but couldn't make a sound.

After a whole night, she appeared behind him like a ghost, covered his mouth, and took him away.

Ma Chao took the activated listening horn, walked to the door of the courtyard, pointed the tip of the horn at the jars containing the ashes, and asked softly, "Are those jars containing the ashes of the red envoy?"