Chapter 144 Murong Qiudi
What do you think of when a person dies?
Bai Choufei doesn't know what others are thinking, but what he is thinking about is one thing. He is thinking, I haven't said that sentence yet? Why did you die?
He didn't think about why the people of the Sword Villa would suddenly do it.
I don't even think about why Jiangnan killed him.
This is not a strange thing. No one knows what others will think when they die, and no one cares.
In everyone's eyes, Bai Choufei's sword in his neck. Looking up to the sky and falling down.
There are still a few swords in the body, and the blood is still flowing. Everyone can see that he is dead.
The battle on the street ended in an instant, and the people who had not died turned around at this moment.
He came and left in a hurry, leaving only Bai Choufei's body on the street.
Xie Feiying looked at Bai Choufei's body in a sinuation. He never thought that Bai Choufei would die like this. He turned around and inhaled: "Bury him thickly. Find out who's hand.
"No need to check."
Xie Feiying turned around and saw Murong Qiudi's wry smile.
"These people are all mine." Murong Qiudi sighed.
"Is this your order?" Xie Feiying did not lose his composure, and he asked seriously.
"No."
Xie Feiying was silent. He didn't believe it, but now that he doesn't know who to believe.
"I'll give you an explanation." Murong Qiudi made up his mind and said again, "Give an explanation to Shenjian Villa."
Xie Feiying nodded, but his eyes were attracted by the street.
A group of people suddenly appeared on the street.
They were dressed in white and even wore gloves on their hands. No one can see how their martial arts are, but their means of collecting corpses are much better than ordinary people. If a person does something better than ordinary people, then he has either been studied like that or had that kind of experience.
Everyone can see that these people have more experience in dealing with the dead than they do.
No one knows what kind of force these people in white are, and no one cares about cleaning the corpses, because few people care about the corpses.
But it doesn't work this time, because many people understand that the knife in Bai Shufei's hand is definitely a magic soldier.
You can clean the body, but you can't clean other people's trophies.
They should have come a little later, but for some reason, they came in a hurry this time.
They were not people who didn't know the rules, so they stopped near the body, and a man came out of the middle and walked directly to Xie Feiying. He wanted to get close to Xie Feiying but was stopped by the old man.
"It's okay." Xie Feiying had a wonderful feeling. He couldn't see who this person was or knew who it was, but he had a feeling to make him believe in this person.
Murong Qiudi looked at the man in white and said something in Xie Feiying's ear. She didn't hear anything. But when she saw Xie Feiying's face, a smile immediately appeared, a smile from the bottom of his heart. He waved his hand and motioned not to stop him.
This group of people in white left in a hurry. They came a lot, but not many. They could only carry half of the bodies.
Of course, Bai Choufei's body is one inside.
There was already a smile on Xie Feiying's face. He didn't even care about this matter and was about to leave. But his eyes had to stay on the street again. The smile on his face was stunned.
Murong Qiudi was also stunned.
Another group of people in white appeared on the street!
It's almost no different from the people in white just now. They are wearing the same clothes, the same gloves and the same mask. They should have been a group of people, but looking at their appearance, it's obviously two people!
The group of people stood in a daze at the place where Bai Choufei should lie. They looked at the corpses around them and talked a few words before someone came towards Xie Feiying and Murong Qiudi.
"Is part of the body missing here?" The voice of the man in white was hoarse and vague, which was not his original voice at all.
The two nodded.
The man in white sighed, "Can you two give us the body?"
He continued to say without waiting for the two people to connect, "Just take away the things on the body."
Xie Feiying frowned: "Why?"
He asked without end. But the man in white answered in detail.
"Because if the corpse is not dealt with, there will be a plague, which is a terrible disease. Many people die in this small town. If the corpse is not handled well, I'm afraid that most people will be under the plague, not the sword."
"Who are you? Why do you do such a thing?" Xie Feiying continued to ask.
The man in white was stunned, but he didn't mind answering: "We are from an organization, and the name of the organization is the scarlet letter. Our purpose is to save people, save people as much as possible, and prevent the spread of the disease.
He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He was even a little proud in his words. He was even going to introduce him to the two again. But Xie Feiying has already said, "Didn't you come here just now?"
The man in white was stunned. He had never been here himself. Looking at the two people who didn't say anything, they went back to the crowd. After a few words, they came back and looked at them and said, "We haven't been here."
"Just now, someone was wearing the same clothes as you, doing the same thing as you, and took the body away like you." A sneer appeared on Xie Feiying's face: "Do you think it's not your person?"
"No," the man in white denied that his tone had not changed at all. "Anyone can imperson clothes like ours."
Xie Feiying is a little confused. Fortunately, this man explained it to him immediately.
"There are many people who kill people in the world, and there are many people who can only kill people with unclear explanations. We can't stop this." The man in white sighed.
Xie Feiying and Murong Qiudi nodded.
"But many people will feel guilty after killing people, and they don't know how to make up for it. They think they didn't kill the wrong person, but they still feel guilty. The man in white continued.
This is the sadness of human beings, and no one can avoid it.
"So we organize to use such clothes for the sake of cleanliness. It is easier to respect the dead than to respect the living. The second is to hide from those who are willing to do such a thing but are unwilling to let go of their identity. The explanation of the man in white is finally over.
But is such an explanation credible?
It's strange to be credible.
But in this world, explanation is not to believe, but to show attitude. If a person explains to you, he means my attitude towards you, not to make you believe his explanation.
If you really believe a person's explanation to you, then you are really a fool!
Of course, Xie Feiying and Murong Qiudi are not fools. They watched the man in white remove the body.
Xie Feiying was already saying goodbye. He looked at Murong Qiudi no longer talking, but nodded to her and walked back to the villa with the rest of the Shenjian Villa. For him, the result of this trip was perfect!
Murong Qiudi watched him walk away and said nothing. One person also turned to the other side. She came alone. Her people are waiting for her elsewhere. Her martial arts skills may be higher than everyone thinks, and her scheming may be heavier than everyone thinks!
In a place where people can't find it, Murong Qiudi's face is no longer as plain as when she was with Xie Feiying, and she was still wearing the same clothes, but her expression was majestic. Absolutely no one dares to speak loudly in front of her, even a low gasp!
She sat there like that, but the people standing beside her bowed their heads respectfully, waiting for her admonition.
"Where is Murong?" Murong Qiudi's question was very direct, but no one answered.
Her eyes swept over the crowd in front of her, just like a real autumn wind. The person standing below her did not sweat on his head, and his clothes were wet on his back.
Murong Qiudi did not ask this question, but changed a question. He looked at the first man standing on the left. The man was dressed in white, and his clothes seemed to be exactly the same as the person who had just appeared on the street.
It's not exactly the same. He is the person who just appeared on the street, just the second batch, not the first batch.
He still wears a mask on his face and gloves on his hands. He is still hiding himself, not to Murong Qiudi, but to the people under Murong Qiudi.
Murong Qiudi looked at him and asked, "Why are you late?"
"It's not too late for me to come, but someone has already been waiting there." The man in white didn't feel like he was under people, but Murong Qiudi didn't care at all.
She doesn't care, and naturally the people under her don't care.
"We cleaned up the body to prevent them from discovering our secret, but why did that person clean up the body?" Murong Qiudi looked at the man in white and asked.
"I don't know." The man in white answered directly. Maybe he really didn't know, or maybe he didn't want to say it.
Murong Qiudi had nothing to do. Because this person is not her subordinate in the first place. With no answer, she immediately turned to the second person. The second is a woman. The blood on her face has been wiped dry, but the extravagant blood in her eyes does not hide it.
"Blood Lady, your task has not been completed." Murong Qiudi looked at her softly.
The blood lady nodded cheerfully.
"But you have done a good job. Xie Feiying is not dead. It's not your fault. It's not easy for anyone to die with such a person. Murong Qiudi has a smile on her face, but don't think that she is happy when she smiles.
"Bai Choufei died under your hands, which is already a big blow to the Sword Villa. I'm already satisfied." Murong Qiudi nodded with a smile: "I will help you realize your wishes."
When she said this, her face changed. She smiled and looked at her: "But as you know, after this matter is said. What will be the impact!"
The blood lady nodded, and she even knelt down and kowtowed to Murong Qiudi. Then he stood up and said, "The result of Tianzun, I'm convinced!"
"I can't serve you anymore. Take care of yourself!"
The blood lady's words have been finished and the work has been done.
So she also closed her eyes, patted her hands directly on her forehead, and fell to the ground.
She is dead!
Murong Qiudi already has regret in his eyes. Anyone who loses such a loyal person will feel sorry, but this matter must not be known.
Only the dead can keep secrets.
Murong Qiudi understands, and the same people standing in the room also understand. In addition to the man in white, there is also a person in the room who bows his head. He is also Murong Qiudi's subordinate. Will he also die?