As the sky became dark, the two lanterns on the Fan family's gate swayed with the autumn wind.

In order to prevent outsiders from hearing the news, the surrounding area of ​​Fan’s house was cleared, and there was no one in the yards of several families.

Several servants on the street walked back and forth with their official swords, not knowing what was going on in the mansion.

More than a dozen men and women in different clothes climbed over the wall from secluded alleys and slowly approached the Fan family mansion.

Mrs. Jing was wearing a night-walking clothes and holding a dagger in her hand. She carefully investigated the movements around her and confirmed that there was no one in the courtyard, then she turned into a small courtyard next to the magistrate's mansion.

The night wind was bleak, and she leaned against the wall and took a breath.

Zhao Ting stepped on Zhang Lazi's shoulder to investigate the movements inside the magistrate's government.

Mrs. Jing was mixed with feelings. Now she has lost her innocence. She dared to face Zhao Ting directly, but her brother's life is in danger. She dared not confess at this time and was about to see the dog official. She was up and down in her heart and secretly thought: If the dog official threatened this matter later, she would die without being humiliated...

The courtyard was empty and deserted. An abandoned well was covered by a dustpan, and several fallen leaves fell around the wellhead.

Just as Mrs. Jing was about to turn it in, a sudden movement came:

Thorn!

The sudden sound shocked more than ten people in the yard who were holding their breath against the wall.

I quickly looked at it, but I saw the dustpan on the entrance of the abandoned well being removed, and a fat white hand stretched out from it and grabbed the edge of the well. It was like the unjust dead ghost in the well at night.

There were many people and powerful people, and Mrs. Jing just held her breath and approached carefully with a dagger.

Soon, a kind-eyed head poked out from the wellhead and panting with a 'Ouch' sound. It was obvious that he was usually pampered and was a little tired of climbing out of the wellhead from the ladder.

Mrs. Jing and Afu, who was inquiring about the news, met Fan Chenglin and recognized the middle-aged man who had crawled out of the well at a glance.

Mrs. Jing's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly reminded her companions: "This is Magistrate Fan, hurry up and catch him."

At this moment, I didn't have the time to consider why Fan Chenglin climbed out of the well.

Fan Chenglin looked over and saw more than a dozen bandit-like people standing at the wellhead. He thought he was discovered by the Black Feather Guard. He was shocked and was scattered and hurriedly retreated.

But it was not easy to climb up and down with a bloated figure. As soon as Zhao Ting took the next step, he took it and pulled it out.

"Everyone... dear sirs..."

Fan Chenglin was so scared that he trembled all over. He might just kill someone in one thought, but not everyone can be honest. He didn't want to die here just now, and he spoke anxiously without saying a word:

"Hurry, Lord Cao was besieged by the evil people. Bei Zhi risked his life to report the news and go and save people."

After hearing what he said, everyone understood that there was a secret thought under the well.

When Mrs. Jing heard that the master was looking for, she didn't dare to delay inside, so she quickly ordered: "Tie this guy up and watch, I'll go down and tie the high official up too."

Tied it?

Fan Chenglin was confused. After looking carefully, he found that these people were not wearing the clothes of Hei Yuwei. Before he could speak up and win people's hearts, he was tied up and blocked his mouth and threw it on the pile of fallen leaves at the corner of the yard.

Mrs. Jing was worried about his brother's safety and did not care whether it was a trap. She took the lead in entering the wellhead. Four or five men behind her were biting short knives and followed them into the abandoned wellhead.

The wellhead was small, but the space below had already been dug through. The wide aisle for the two of them had an oil lamp, which was long but not narrow.

Zhao Ting walked in front with a knife, ran a few steps, but sniffed: "No, it smells of smoke!"

"kill!"

"ah--"

The sound of fighting in Ping Pong seemed to be heard from the front, and there was also the sound of things collapsed and porcelain shattered.

Mrs. Jing recognized one of the sounds, which was chilling. Some pictures appeared in her mind. Her face was sometimes red and sometimes white, and she didn't dare to move her feet.

"Fighting up."

Zhang Cauzi listened and thought for a moment: "Is it because of other friends in the Tao doing things?"

Those who are either officials or thieves dare to surround and kill high-ranking officials in the court look like they are heroes on a certain path.

Zhao Ting hesitated for a moment, and based on the snipe and clam fighting, he continued to move forward: "Go and take a look. If you know each other, I wish them some help."

The tunnel was not long, and within a moment it walked to an iron door with a standard wide lock hanging on it, tied with thick iron chains, and wisps of thick smoke seeped out of the gap.

"Ahem..."

Mrs. Jing covered her mouth and nose, feeling a little anxious: "Don't let that dog official die. If he dies, my brother will definitely not be able to survive."

Ah Fu, who is good at unlocking, did not hesitate and went forward to open the copper lock. However, he thought that when his hands touched, he would 'suck' and jumped up suddenly because he was scalded:

"There is a fire behind the door and it cannot be entered."

"Ahem - chase..."

"Boss, the person is gone...ahem..."

An anxious roar came from the iron gate.

Mrs. Jing and others were hesitating, and footsteps suddenly sounded behind the door, followed by a loud "clang".

The iron gate was kicked, and a protruding footprint was left directly on the iron gate, which scared the people.

What's inside the door?

"Fuck you..."

The man behind the door cursed angrily. Mrs. Jing heard who the sound was. Her tight body shivered, and she raised the dagger in her hand and stared at the iron gate.

"Catch the tunnel..."

The sound of the iron gate obviously alarmed the others inside the gate, and soon rushed towards this side.

Bang!

Another kick.

The threshold around the iron door fell a little bit of mud and sand, but it was kicked loose. The iron door that could be stuck on the wall with iron nails was difficult to kick open in a short time.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Ting wanted to take the people away quickly, but Miss Jing said anxiously: "Save this person, my brother will die if he dies..."

Afu's hand was burned, but he was worried about Jing Feng's safety, so he picked up the knife without thinking and slashed the copper lock hanging on the door.

Ding... Ding... Ding...

The knife slashed the copper lock and sparked it, and the sound of metal and iron fighting was also made inside the door, as well as the screams and groans of people, and the woman's faint crying.

"Come on!"

A nearly crazy voice sounded behind the door, mixed with blood foam, and it sounded hoarse. The fierceness made Zhao Ting and others not see the real master, and they were already scared.

Hurry!

The copper lock was cut off, the iron chain fell to the ground, the iron door was washed open, and the rolling smoke and flames rushed out from inside.

Everyone was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

A woman flew out in the thick smoke and was thrown directly across the fire and fell onto the tunnel. Her skirt was torn and covered her mouth with cloth, and her body was covered with blood.

Immediately afterwards, a figure holding an official sword rushed out, his face covered with silk cloth, and his whole body was blood-red from head to toe. A small part of it was his own, most of it was the enemy, and his eyes were hideous like a ghost.

When everyone saw such a killing god, they suddenly changed their fear.

Seeing this man rushed over with a knife, he ran back without saying a word.

Mrs. Jing was also shocked and was both scared. He knew that Cao Taisui was red in his eyes, so he dared to stop him head-on, so he retreated.

One after another, four more figures jumped out from the thick smoke, and Wang Meng, who had only one ear missing.

A group of twenty people, except for two or three people who were fainted, all died in the smoke.

"Chase!!"

Wang Meng's eyes were so stinging that his tears kept flowing. He couldn't see clearly what was happening in the tunnel. He still gritted his teeth and chased Cao Hua who was stabbed several times.

Zhao Tianluo was dizzy when he was thrown, but he didn't dare to complain at this time. He got up and ran along the tunnel. As soon as he ran a few steps, his body was lighter and he was clamped under the man's armpit.

It’s a pity that when the manpower is exhausted, Cao Hua’s body was covered in chaos and was not affected by the skin and flesh injury. However, the physical strength consumed too much after so long. After running for a distance, he was unstable and he didn’t fall down with a knife.

Zhao Ting and others also found that the few people rushing out from behind were exhausted. After thinking for a moment, they turned around and dragged the young official who had no resistance to run outside.

Mrs. Jing held the dagger and did not dare to look at Cao Huaman's puzzled eyes, and supported Zhao Tianluo to flee.

At the same time, Wang Meng chased after him a few steps and suddenly found that six or seven "reinforcements" appeared in front of him. He thought it was the Black Feather Guard who rushed over, and immediately felt desperate.

Just as they were about to fight to the death, they found that these "reinforcements" actually ran away with Cao Taisui.

The dead soldier cherishes his life. Knowing that the situation is over, he cannot die in vain. Wang Meng covered his bloody ears and raised his hand to stop his subordinates who were about to continue chasing:

"Forget it! Rescue the fainted brother, Fan Chenglin is a waste who has enough trouble. If it weren't for this Guiyan, Cao Taisui would have died long ago."

Mrs. Jing came out of the abandoned wellhead one after another, and the brothers who were watching the wind immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Seeing the starry sky outside, Cao Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say thanks to Mrs. Jing for saying a few words, he was blocked and tied up.

Fan Chenglin, who was lying on the ground, was shocked to death when he saw Cao Hua's body covered in sword wounds but was not dead.
Chapter completed!