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With the ability of the two of them, they are ninety percent sure that they are not wrong, but they have never understood what the mutilated word "tiger" means.

Even though he couldn't figure it out, Xue Yunheng also threw away the matter and didn't delve into it anymore.

The next day, just as he had almost forgotten the anagram, he suddenly received a secret letter saying that the matter of the talisman had changed, and that one of the people he had left behind had died in his hands, and the rest were about to escape.

At that moment, Xue Yunheng suddenly remembered that in the hands of the people he left in Fujie, there was a scheming doorman named Xia Chenghu.

As soon as he thought of this, his usually calm heart gave birth to a rare feeling of unease.

Suppressed his emotions until the evening, and when the few people who had infiltrated the rune were safely turned around, one of them reported to him. It turned out that they were suddenly attacked by the enemy and lost one person, and that person was Xia Chenghu, who was beheaded by the swordsman invited by the other party, and they didn't have time to snatch it back, only brought back his body.

Looking at the headless dead corpse, cold sweat instantly soaked Xue Yunheng's back.

The word "tiger" has no head, it turns out to refer to this matter!

At that moment, what was born in Xue Yunheng's heart was not respect, but close to awe.

Peeping through the heavens and calculating the last resort, what a powerful magic skill this is, and what is the need for fine calculation?

It is not an exaggeration to call such a powerful person a grandmaster.

Xue Yunheng really regretted it at that time.

If he had known that this person was a master of numbers, he would have used his hands to keep an eye on the young man in Tsing Yi no matter what, but now he missed it, what a pity?

And what he regrets even more is his original attitude, which is so arrogant and frivolous, which can be said to be extremely rude.

With an indescribable emotion, Xue Yunheng asked Xia Chenghu's body to be preserved alive and returned to Dadu for a thick burial, and then waved the rest away, leaving only Mr. Chen, who was also full of different colors.

The two sat opposite each other under the candle, looking at the remaining four unopened letters in the letterbox, and their expressions were no longer relaxed the day before, but extremely solemn.

So far, the Ziwei Doushu Master's words or words have been given a total of four times, namely: Panasonic Ke, Sniffing Qingmei, Yu Tao Lao, and Tiger Headless.

All four times are allowed, subtle to fine, even Tao Lao was injured and counted, and a unilateral party was attached.

Such an accurate prediction made them have to have a solemn mood for the remaining four letters.

When it was time to get to the end of the letter, that is, the time indicated on the penultimate letter, Xue Yunheng opened the envelope, but saw that the content of the letter was back to the same as before, and it was also two sentences that seemed to be poems and not poems, but they were replaced with seven words:

Zhangcheng of the Ming Dynasty took the Qin girl and said goodbye outside the city of Qingzhou.

Xue Yunheng and Mr. Chen looked at each other with solemn expressions.

The first few letters were all asking them to open them afterwards, so that they could confirm their calculations of the past. Naturally, Xue Yunheng forcibly opened the third letter in advance, which also made them more and more convinced of the crape myrtle technique.

However, this letter is unusual, full of guidance. The meaning of the letter is not difficult to understand, but it is to ask Xue Yunheng to meet the girl of the Qin Mansion in Zhangcheng on the second day and escort her directly outside Qingzhou City before they can be separated.

The Qingzhou Qin clan had a grange near Lianyun Town, and Xue Yunheng knew about it before he came, and he also knew that there was a Qin Mansion maid living on the grange, ranking sixth. And just two days ago, he also received the news that Qin Shizhang fell off the cliff, and the Qin Mansion must be holding a funeral at this time, and that Qin Liuniang should be going back to the house for the funeral.

Xue Yunheng discussed with Mr. Chan and finally decided to act on his trust.

The original departure date was set for the next day, which is today, and there was no conflict in time. Secondly, from Lianyun Town back to Dadu, Yunzhou is the only way, and Qingzhou is only a half-day drive from Yunzhou, which is not hindered in the overall situation.

Now the matter of the Fu Festival is still at a critical juncture, and they left precisely to avoid it, so in the itinerary, there is no inconsistency with the instructions in the letter.

So, they waited in Zhangcheng today, and they really met the Qin family car who was returning to the house for the funeral, and successfully invited Qin Liuniang to accompany them.

In this way, only three letters remained. Mr. Chen's voice came, interrupting Xue Yunheng's thoughts.

He came back to his senses and looked at the peach blossom painted on the letter.

He and Mr. Chen had read the letters countless times, from the handwriting to the painting to the tone of the writing, but they did not find anything unusual.

Everything is too ordinary to find the slightest characteristic. The handwriting is upright and featureless; the words are not poetic or literate, and there is no literary brilliance; the anagram is crude, but the idea of spelling is quite exquisite; the drawing is ordinary, and even a little rigid.

This kind of combination in one place, there is no combination of a stunning master, if it is said that it is a Shu clan who reads dead books, it is more credible.

Mr. Chen obviously felt the same way, stared at the rigid peach blossoms on the letter paper for a long time, and sighed: "Yong is wonderful, all in one." ”

Xue Yunheng nodded, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the peach blossom.

When it grows so big, he has never seen anyone paint peach blossoms so lifeless, with no bones, no rhyme, no flowers, and no vitality at all.

"Straight as a dead thing. He made a comment.

However, before the words fell, his heart moved.

Dead things?

He stared at the peach blossom again, and gradually, a dark color rose in his eyes.

It was like a boulder falling into the water, like your feet in a quagmire.

He looked at the peach blossom stupidly, and the darkness in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

That peach blossom is not the bright green onion cage that blooms in the world in March, but the despair and struggle of falling into the abyss in the thick night.

Dead on paper, life cut off.

Xue Yunheng closed the letter suddenly, his breathing was short, and he actually heard his "pounding" heartbeat.

I have palpitations.

It's just a painting, and he actually has palpitations when he sees it?!

How is this possible?

He calmed down for a moment, re-unfolded the letter paper, and after a long time of careful observation, Fang whispered: "Sir, do you think that this peach blossom is a bit unusual?" his finger tapped on the peach blossom.

"Oh, what's so unusual?" asked Mr. Chen.

Xue Yunheng tilted his head slightly, took the letter paper farther away, looked at it for a moment, and felt inexplicably strange in his heart.

The peach blossoms on this branch of paper are indeed haunting with a heavy dead air.

The feeling of being entangled in something came flooding up. His mouth, nose, eyes and ears seemed to be gagged, and only deep despair spread from the paper into his heart.

His hand gripping the letter tightened suddenly, and the paper made a "swipe" sound.

"This duke, could it be that he has already seen the way of life and death?" he said to himself, his face was pale, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Mr. Chen was reminded by his words, and then looked at the peach blossom carefully, and after a while, his expression became solemn.

For a while, there was no one in the carriage to speak, only the west wind outside the window, Xiao Xiao swept by......

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