After a while, a woman in white came forward, her skirt was stained with blood, her face was full of anxiety and panic, and she kept shouting: "My lord, help me, help me."

"What's going on?" Xu Changshou asked.

The woman pointed at the people chasing after her and said: "My lord, they are Di Lu's secret agents, pretending to be Feiyu guards... they are committing murders everywhere, and many people have died outside."

"Di Lu's meticulous work?!"

Xu Changshou's scalp couldn't help but feel tight, and the expressions of the other three officials also changed drastically.

The Li Dynasty was currently suffering from internal and external troubles, and the foreign troubles were the Dilu from the north.

If there are less than ten thousand Dilu, they will be invincible.

The Dali Dynasty has suffered continuous defeats in recent years. Last year, the 80,000 elite border troops were completely annihilated by 30,000 Dilu.

Di Lu has become a monster with three heads and six arms, specializing in cannibalism.

Moreover, there are indeed many Di Lu lurking in the capital, spying or assassinating people. Sometimes just to create panic, they will commit crimes every once in a while, which is a bit more cruel than monsters and monsters.

The most recent incident occurred a month ago. Seven households with more than 100 people in Laojing Hutong were killed overnight and set on fire. The night watchman rushed to encircle and suppress them, but they were ambushed, killing and injuring dozens of people.

On the Dilu side, only one body was left and disappeared without a trace.

"Close, close the door, don't let them in." One of the officials shouted hurriedly.

The four people hurriedly went to close the gate. The crematorium was a government office after all, and it could be considered a high-walled compound.

When the door was about to be closed, the thief was already outside, cursing and banging on the door to get the people inside to open it.
Chapter completed!