Chapter 259 Killing

The confidant's expression was calm. He lowered his head and said calmly: "Everything is what the Lord wants."

Duan Jinjiang said: "Since that's the case, then everything will follow the plan."

After saying that, Duan Jinjiang closed his eyes.

The confidant raised the board and said, "I offended."

After saying that, he covered Duan Jinjiang's body, and after using the mechanism check, he carried Duan Changmian's body back and placed it in the coffin.

At this point, unless someone completely smashes the coffin, no one knows that the coffin is actually double-layered.

Immediately afterwards, Duan's mansion began to prepare for the spirits to transport the eldest son's body back to his hometown for burial.

In the restaurant opposite Duan Mansion, the entire second floor is covered with slaughter.

Sanbao was in charge of the charge, and the entire second floor was filled with people, but they were all Jinyiwei.

Facing the window, Sanbao picked up the wine glass, and the warm and slightly hot wine glass slowly rubbed it at his fingertips. A spy was reporting the situation by the table of Sanbao.

"The factory, I have figured it out. The Duan Mansion will soon have a spirit. Duan Jinjiang will escort him personally. The hearse team will leave Beijing from Dongzhimen and then go around a road to the west."

Sanbao stared at Duan Mansion full of white sails and said softly: "Then let's wait here."

After the spy left, someone asked carefully: "Master, why don't you go in and get people directly?"

Sanbao said slowly: "There is enough trouble in the capital. Duan Jinjiang is about to die, but he cannot die in the capital."

With just this sentence, no one asked more.

After a while, Sanbao saw the door of Duan Mansion open. With a loud sing, white sails rose up, and paper money was thrown into the sky.

"Heaven's spirit!"

Snow-white snow and pale white sails, dark yellow paper money flying in the sky with the wind.

The hearse team set out. At the front were eight boys carrying soul sails on their shoulders, six girls were throwing paper money while walking, and then a team of personal guards surrounded Duan Jinjiang in maroon clothes.

Behind Duan Jinjiang is a team of hearse cars.

Behind the hearse team, there were monks chanting scriptures and reliving, and then followed by a soul-summoning banner.

"The soul is drawn in front and the soul is drawn in back and Duan Jinjiang can't wait to let his son follow him on the road."

Sanbao sneered, raised his head and drank the glass of green plum wine, and said, "Everyone cheer up, follow the miscellaneous family and do things!"

The hearse team escorting Duan Changmian's body out of Dongzhimen and walked around the capital for most of the time. When they were about to leave the capital and enter the Nanzhili boundary marker, at the end of the road, a large group of people were already waiting.

The leader is the Three Treasures.

The hearse team slowly approached, Sanbao narrowed his eyes and looked at the team getting closer and closer, and slowly raised his palm.

As he raised his palm, countless figures suddenly appeared on both sides of the road.

These people are all carefully selected archers.

They held large bows in hand and were ready to go.

Seeing this, a riot broke out in the entire hearse team.

Finally, a team of personal guards ran towards Sanbao.

It seems to be saying something.

It's just that their voices are overwhelmed by the wind and snow.

Of course, Sanbao didn't care what they said.

"Shoot the arrow."

The word "simple" fell to the ground, and the rain of arrows was thrown from left to right toward the hearse team in the middle.

Then screams came everywhere.

The personal guards running halfway through were shot into hornet's nests, with their men and horses, and they were shot in blood. They looked up and fell into the snow.

The bright red blood and the snow-white snow mixed together to form an extremely poignant picture.
Chapter completed!