Seven days later.

In a vast manor, Wuji and Lu Kuo walked side by side, taking small steps, leading a group of eunuchs in the direction of a church.

Wuji was dressed in a vermilion flying fish suit, with a long sword hanging from his waist and an embroidered spring knife scabbard.

'When Lin Shaoxia saw me like this, he probably couldn't straighten up with a smile'

With a shrunken height, white cheeks and bloodless cheeks, with a clean and beardless jaw, he looks like a big eunuch.

That's right, Wuji's plan is very simple, that is, to make a desperate bet, accumulate all the great masters of their side, infiltrate the lair of the national teacher, and go straight to the Yellow Dragon.

Since the National Teacher's ability to predict has recently improved, the more complex the plan, the greater the variables, and the more likely it is that the National Teacher will see through it and lose all his previous achievements.

So, in the end, Mowgli they decided on this simplest plan to adapt to all changes.

As the person with the highest status, the prince has inserted a lot of fine works around the national teacher. They are responsible for finding out where the national teacher is hiding, as well as the pattern of his movements.

Through the high-ranking and powerful meticulous work, Wuji and Lu Kuo were arranged to enter the lair of the national teacher and be responsible for the final assassination.

Zhuang Han and Jiu Niang's organization, although it was hit hard three years ago, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and they still control the largest underground intelligence network in Jingshi. Responsible for the Jingshi Jinyi Guard, as well as the monitoring of the dead soldiers under the National Division.

As for Lin Xiuyuan...

"Well, the snacks in this place... It's pretty good. Lin Xiuyuan held a mutton skewer in one hand and a fire crystal persimmon in the other, and the meat and vegetables were biased, and he wandered around the market with a mouth full of oil.

Dressed in a moon-white round-necked robe, with a pair of gold silk cloud shoes on his feet, the cuffs are embroidered with cloud patterns, and a flying fish is lying on his chest. The jade pendant tinkled as he walked.

A group of soldiers surrounded him, driving the people around him viciously.

Lin Xiuyuan walked to a stall, his eyes lit up, hey~ good thing.

"Hey, you, bring me a bowl of mutton. ”

"Big... Wait a minute, my lord... The small, the small ones are done right away. Tremblingly lifting the lid of the pot, the middle-aged man who set up the stall used the fastest speed in his life, held back his trembling hands, and tried his best to make mutton in the basin.

At this moment, in his eyes, the tiny grains of refined salt are as swollen as soybeans, and he can't wait to accurately measure the amount of salt to the grains, for fear that if one is not good, his head will move.

Who doesn't know that the Marquis Sun in front of him is a murderous master who doesn't blink, and he hasn't long been alive.

After a while, the mutton was ready, and before Lin Xiuyuan stepped forward to take it, a soldier leader took the lead, grabbed the porcelain bowl, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the edge of the bowl, and carefully handed it to Li Xiuyuan with both hands.

He took the bamboo stick in the shopkeeper's hand with great eyes, and said with a flattering smile:

"Master Hou, should these eye-catching guys be driven out of Fang City, so as not to disturb Lord Hou's Yaxing. ”

"Don't, don't get in the way, this marquis loves to have fun with the people. ”

Waving his hand to retreat the soldiers, Lin Xiuyuan continued to concentrate his energy on the mutton in front of him, eating a large piece.

I like this kind of task, I don't have to do anything, just eat. Mowgli is worthy of being my best friend~'

Three days ago, Wuji and the others did not inform Lin Xiuyuan when they made their plans, and even the latter was not at home when they discussed.

The reason for this is mainly to guard against the predictability of the national teacher. Lin Xiuyuan has been foretold by the national teacher once, no one can guarantee that the jade plate will work, for the sake of insurance, Lin Xiuyuan does not know the formulation of the whole plan.

It was only in the last two days that Wuji told him to replace Marquis Sun on the day of the operation, hang out in the Fang market in the northeast of Beijing, and squander it wantonly. As for what he will do next, someone will inform him.

In this regard, Lin Xiuyuan expressed his understanding, and he did not want the plan to be revealed and cause his mission to fail. Just follow Mowgli's command.

As for what the prince thinks... Lin Xiuyuan didn't particularly care, when he came out of the secret room seven days ago, he had already reminded Wuji and told the other party the meaning of the divine text on Lu Kuo's body.

A great master who is prepared and has intelligence cannot be killed in seconds, no matter how you say it, you can wait for your own rescue.

The town of Fang in the northeast is not far from the church.

The only thing to worry about right now... It's this Da Luo Tianyu card.

Lin Xiuyuan glanced at his cuffs, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Four days ago, Mowgli had a conversation with him, a conversation that gave him a creep.

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"Xiuyuan, do you remember the fight you fought with Augustus?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" Lin Xiuyuan nodded, giving him a strange look at Wuji.

"Any questions?"

"No, can you describe the situation at that time?"

"Okay... I'll organize the language. Lin Xiuyuan completely extracted the memory of that time and pondered it for a moment.

"I destroyed the church of the East and West No. 2 Factory Manor, wounded their factory fathers, and retreated as planned after the eunuchs set off fireworks for help. ”

"Then on my way to retreat, I was stopped by a man named Augustus. This guy is very strange, his strength seems to be at the level of a great grandmaster, but he was rubbish before he transformed, and after being disturbed by the piece of jade you gave me, I easily stunned him. ”

"And then... He sneaked up while I was leaving, as if he had changed as a different person, which should be another ability of the national teacher written in your information. ”

"I was bruised in the face by the white pillar of light he released, and I beat him half to death and threw him in the woods... Then we meet you by the creek. ”

Telling everything in detail, Lin Xiuyuan thought about it for a while to make sure that there was nothing wrong, and then raised his head and looked at Wuji.

"I'm done, you... What's wrong?" Looking at Wuji's ugly face, Lin Xiuyuan's second monk was puzzled.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

"No" Wuji shook his head and took a deep breath, his tone as calm as possible.

"Xiuyuan, are you sure that's how things happened?"

"I'm sure... What the hell is going on?" Lin Xiuyuan felt a little furious in his heart, and his intuition told him that something was indeed wrong, but he racked his brains and didn't notice anything unusual.

"Xiuyuan. Wuji looked at Lin Xiuyuan's eyes and said word by word:

"What if I told you... You're mistaken, you were covered in bruises when I found you, not just on your face, you were in terrible condition, and the creek wasn't on our evacuation route. ”

"What are you talking about... How could I, I..."Lin Xiuyuan sneered, he wanted to deny Wuji's answer, but the uneasiness in his heart made him unable to speak.

His instincts told him that there was a good chance that what Mowgli said was true, and that something was wrong with his memory.

......

'Is that you?' Lin Xiuyuan muttered to himself, a jade plaque in his sleeve robe lying peacefully.

'Da Luo Tian can't harm me, and neither will the Qingfeng Dao Chief... They don't have to... But what's going on?'

After Wuji's help, Lin Xiuyuan restored two scenes in his mind that were completely different from his original memory.

Once on the outskirts of Beijing, once at the bottom of Shennong Cliff.

'Is it a test?' Lin Xiuyuan gulped down the Fire Crystal Persimmon, and the sweet and greasy breath poured into his lungs, stimulating his brain.

As he devoured all kinds of delicacies, his eyes blurred as his not-so-distant memories were evoked by the delicacies.

“...... There is no best ingredient and seasoning, only the most suitable method and heat. Cooking is also a practice, and the cultivation of the mind is the first thing to cultivate; the kitchen is full of ups and downs, and life is full of joys, angers, and sorrows. ”

The faint human voice seemed to come from the sky, and it sounded in his ears again.

In the next moment, it seemed like a hundred years later, the noisy noise of the market woke him up, and his eyes returned to clarity.

"Cooking is also a practice... Cultivation begins with the cultivation of the mind. Chewing the mutton in his mouth, Lin Xiuyuan seemed to see a chef dancing by the stove, and his skills were almost Taoist, boiling a bowl of ordinary white porridge into a delicious world.

"Thank you, master. Lin Xiuyuan secretly thanked him, he guessed that the chef who cooked for him last time was probably a master, and it was probably the kind of kind-hearted grandfather.

He decided that when the assessment was over, he would buy a few gifts to thank the chef in person for the tips he had given him.

So this jade plaque will trigger my negative emotions and make me lose my memory afterwards. Lin Xiuyuan felt that his guess was not far from ten, but it was almost the same if this was not the case.

'Then you have to be careful, the hell knows what the criteria are for this thing...'

Lin Xiuyuan was vigilant, and the next difficulty was not only how to subdue the national teacher, but also how to manage his emotions.

He put down the empty porcelain bowl in his hand, threw a soldier at it, grabbed the collar of a servant, and wiped his hands. Look up at the starry night sky.

'Come on, Mowgli and they should start too. ’

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"Do you rush in directly?" Wuji turned his head to look at a eunuch and asked, this is the prince's subordinate, the highest kung fu in the East and West No. 2 Factory, and even once became an official in the factory.

"Go straight to it, even if the dog thief knows, it won't help now. The eunuch's voice was shrill and hysterical.

"Seven days ago I secretly transferred a few of his Deadpools out of the church, and there were no more than three of them at this point. Ho ho ho ——。 ”

The eunuch raised his head, and the shadow faded, and it was the factory man who spread the portrait of Wuji seven days ago.

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