SFS Chapter 219 Kill
Chapter 219 Kill
A seemingly ordinary bookstore is hidden beside a busy street. The sunlight shines through the mottled leaves and shines on the old sign of the bookstore.
Mo Rongshi was dressed in a black robe, with a stern look on his face, and walked into the bookstore in hurried steps.
He stood tall and straight, but could not hide the anxiety and anger between his brows.
At this moment, he had only one firm thought in his mind, which was to find the person who spread the news.
This news concerns his life and property, as well as Song Yunchu's honor, disgrace, rise and fall.
In the bookstore, people come and go, and the air is filled with the fragrance of books.
People were either concentrating on choosing books or whispering to each other about their thoughts.
Mo Rongshi had no intention of paying attention to these things. His eyes eagerly scanned every corner, and finally grabbed a busy waiter.
Mo Rongshi shouted sternly: "Tell me, who spread the news!" The voice was like thunder, suddenly rang out in the bookstore.
The waiter was stunned at first, but when he saw Mo Rongshi's face clearly, contempt and ridicule appeared on his face.
Because at this moment Mo Rongshi was not dressed in a very luxurious manner, but was just wearing ordinary clothes.
As he looked Mo Rong up and down, he curled his lips and said, "How dare you, a fellow who came out of nowhere, act wildly here? I have never seen you before, and I don't know what you are talking about!"
When Mo Rongshi heard this, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.
His eyes were bloodshot, and veins popped out on his forehead. "How dare you do this to me, you little dog slave!" His voice trembled with anger, as if he was suppressing a volcano that was about to erupt.
The waiter was still reckless, and even puffed out his chest and raised his voice: "Look at you, you poor guy, and you still want to show off here? Don't you even know where this place is!"
Mo Rongshi could no longer endure this kind of humiliation. He raised his sword and swung it down. With a flash of cold light, the waiter fell to the ground instantly before he could even let out a final scream.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the floor of the bookstore and the surrounding books red.
For a moment, the bookstore fell into a deathly silence. People looked at the scene in horror. No one had expected that such a bloody incident would happen in this originally peaceful and tranquil place.
The air seemed to freeze, with only Mo Rongshi's heavy breathing echoing in the silence.
People's eyes were filled with fear and confusion. They didn't understand why a simple inquiry would lead to such a tragic ending.
Mo Rongshi looked at the horrified eyes of the crowd without any regret in his heart. He knew very well that if he didn't kill the chicken to scare the monkey, it would be difficult to find the person behind the scenes.
However, this bloody scene also cast a shadow on his heart.
He knew that from this moment on, his fate would become even more unfortunate.
At this time, the shop owner hurried out from the back hall. Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, his face changed suddenly, but his eyes were determined.
Mo Rongshi pointed the knife at the shop owner and shouted angrily: "Tell me who spread the news, otherwise you will end up like him!" The shop owner glared at him and gritted his teeth and said: "Even if I die, I will not tell you!"
Just when the situation was at a stalemate, a scholar in white clothes leisurely walked into the bookstore.
When he saw the scene in the store, he was startled at first, but soon regained his composure. Mo Rongshi keenly noticed his abnormality, grabbed the white-clothed scholar, and asked, "Did you spread the news?"
The scholar in white looked panicked, his eyes were evasive, and he hesitated for a long time. Finally, under the pressure of Mo Rongshi, he admitted that he was the one who spread the news.
After getting such an answer, Mo Rongshi was so angry that he wanted to kill the man with a knife.
Because this news is extremely unfavorable to Song Yunchu, he wants to cut off the news.
At this moment, Mo Chuanze walked into the bookstore with Song Yuwei.
In the end, he looked at Mo Rongshi with surprise, seemingly careless but actually intentional.
"Uncle, why are you here? Why don't you go back and rest early?"
Hearing Mo Chuanze's answer, he was very angry, but he had no good solution now.
After all, there is no substantial evidence. If there was, it would be enough to directly determine Mo Rongshi's retreat.
But now it has become extremely difficult without it.
So Mo Rongshi stared at Mo Chuanze and Song Yuwei fiercely. !
"Don't let me know that you killed you, otherwise I won't come looking for you."
Hearing Mo Rongshi's words, Mo Chuanze laughed coldly.
"My dear uncle, I see you have been running around looking for me every day for the past month, so forget it."
"Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven. Although I like Song Yunchu very much, I have to accept this sad fact."
"Once someone dies, they are dead. There is nothing you can do about it."
"It is indeed our fault this time for not taking good care of Song Yunchu. If you want to hit or scold him, go ahead."
Mo Chuanze put himself on the moral high ground and went to beat Nettle, but he knew that Mo Rongshi would definitely not do anything.
Because once action is taken, it will become an internal matter of the royal family.
Then the internal affairs of the royal family need to be resolved internally. If they are discovered by the common people, it will be very troublesome.
After hearing what Mo Chuanze said, Mo Rongshi's back teeth were about to break, but there was nothing she could do because this was what he had to find.
Even if you don't look for one now, just look at the age, but it will be too late by then.
So Mo Rongshi started searching frantically.
Because he really liked Song Yunchu, but he felt that Song Yunchu was definitely not in Xuanyue Country now.
Because he had already arranged his own soldiers throughout the country of Xianyue. If Song Yunchu really showed up, the soldiers would definitely discover him first.
Is there something else in the water?
Thinking of this possibility, Mo Rongshi stopped talking and quickly returned to the lake.
Although the lake water was icy cold, he jumped in resolutely.
But this time still nothing was found, because the vortex only appeared at a specific time and Mo Rongshi couldn't find it now.
At this moment, Song Yunchu was still sitting in the thatched hut recuperating from his injuries.
His injuries have almost healed, and he can not only sit up, but also walk upright.
After he recovered some strength, he took out his own specially made healing medicine from the space.
Then he asked himself to take the medicine.
After eating it, he felt that the injuries all over his body were relieved a little.
These days, Mrs. Mei cooks for him every day, and the meals are almost different every day. His son is very happy to eat them.
When Song Yunchu was finally able to walk, the woman began to take Song Yunchu out for some fresh air.
I have been stuck in the house for more than a month, and I can't do this without going out for some fresh air.