- So, the mechanisms that may be hidden in the bricks of this city, as well as the tricks in the secret passage, are all the means left by the Master?

Mo Ye felt as if three piles of firewood were being lit at the same time in his heart, and the flames were connected into a triangle with one person as the core. And the countless chaotic fragments in her brain, suddenly one of them was completely polished. Although this inference was not enough to prove Master's life and death, at this moment, Mo Ye felt uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

It's just that she didn't have a chance to shoot that brick again. The speed of the garrison of the city tower was faster than expected, and at the gate of the inner city, three groups of city guards were already arrayed. The people who had walked halfway through Tongcheng finally noticed the abnormality and began to talk about it. It's not that they're slow to react, it's that it's been a long time since the city walkway had been in trouble.

However, most of the people who stayed in the passage should have been their own people, and they did not do anything to disturb the order, so they were not very flustered in the face of the possible future investigation of the city guards. In this way, Kyoto residents happen to meet about once a year, so it's not a big deal.

But Mo Ye was a little uneasy in her heart, although she carried the identity card of the Song Mansion with her and was not afraid of cross-examination, but now she didn't want to use this identity.

She didn't know how far the people who intended to deal with her had reached the point where they could find out her resume so clearly, and they could forge Master's handwriting—although that handwriting could not deceive her—but in short, her mind suddenly became sensitive, and she felt that if there were really people in this group of city guards who were monitoring her whereabouts, they might not be in front of her. But who can accurately grasp what will happen after turning around?

The person who assassinated the master back then also came so quietly!

So many killers gathered in a small house, bloody killing, and the patrols who walked back and forth in the city so often did not notice for a long time, it was also in vain!

While everyone was standing still, Mo Ye squatted down, and in this squatting position, he slowly moved in the last distance between the corridor through the city and the gate of the inner city.

The excuse is that she has already thought about it in her heart, if she can use her beggar identity to fool the past, she will not use the identity card of the Song Mansion.

……

Although there are sudden changes in the corridors of the city. But as Mo Ye faintly expected. If it's just that the brick organ is touched and the scope of influence is not large, this kind of defense secret is not too public.

So Hongdu, even when it was first built. It's indeed embedded with some kind of trick. It can be moved by just one brick. It's too impractical to trigger a change in the city's mechanisms.

Although the city guard had 500 troops at the gate from the tower, it was not until a new change occurred. They'll probably only be lined up at the door. The gates on both sides were not closed because of this anomaly, but the inner city entrance was temporarily closed to the inside, and the outer gate of the exit that was not originally inspected temporarily increased the inspection force.

It's not a big deal either. According to common sense, since people who go out of the city can check the cards at the inner gate of Guò, but they should have no problem checking again, at most they will waste some time.

Soon, Wu Shu, who was a little ahead, passed the second check of the city guard. He stood not far from the city gate, waiting for Mo Ye to step out. He believed that Mo Ye would have no problem with Song Zhai's identity card.

Even if she is really unlucky enough to get to that kind of Cheng dù, she can step on the shit on Yangguan Road, isn't there still him waiting here? Although he would not use the token of the Commander's Mansion lightly, he could not deny the special function of that token, and it could be almost unhindered in the City Defense Division.

But...... An unexpected change has happened!

He saw the young killer's face, and his heart sank.

Mo Ye hadn't come out yet, but the killer was one step ahead of her, she was just a little negligent, what happened in the city road?

Under the cover of withered grass-like hair, half of Wu Shu's face slid a hesitant look.

Because he was seriously injured as a child, half of his face was destroyed, although fortunately Liao Shi, whose medical skills were comparable to that of ghosts and gods, performed a face-mending operation on him, but after so many years, half of his face finally failed to avoid the lesion. His complexion gradually darkened, the skin on his face shrunk and wrinkled, and the expression on his face became more and more unemotional. If such a face can still give people recognition of changes in feelings, then there is already a lot of noise in his heart.

After only a moment of hesitation, Wu Shu was silent and made a decision. He was likely to take a risk for this decision, but at this point he had no time left to give carefully.

He read a few words from the way the killer spoke with the city guard, revealing that Mo Ye might be in danger.

……

"Brother Bing, please, just be accommodating, right?" If circumstances permitted, the young killer who had kept Mo Ye firmly in control a few hours ago could end the life of a city guard in a single move. But at this time, he only pretended to be anxious and cowardly in front of the city guards, because although he was facing only one city guard, behind this person, there were thousands of city defense soldiers on standby, and they all moved.

A lone person, even if he has the most exquisite and perfect killing skills, can hardly match the majestic force of the national machine.

"No! You don't have to kiss me, no one has ever been able to disobey the rules of the city because of personal matters. The guard at the gate with a straight face and a spear and pestle already looked impatient, for he had said the same thing too many times to the good-looking young man in front of him. Guarding the city gate all the year round, he is most annoyed by this kind of troublesome person whose skin is thicker than the city wall, and he can't get rid of it no matter how he orders.

However, as a soldier, he can't just use force against ordinary people, and the laws of Nanzhao can be strict in this regard!

"Official, if you want me to call your grandfather also Cheng, kneel down and kowtow, please let me go back and find it! If you lose your state school certificate and return to your hometown to take the exam again, it will take at least another three years. It's hard to find a long time, you can do it......" The young killer continued his superb acting skills, but there was already a light in his eyes, and it seemed that his patience was running out.

"No just no way! The regulations on defending the city are related to the safety of more than 100,000 people in the city. How can it change because of your needs alone? After saying this, the patience of the soldier defending the city was worn out one step faster than the killer, and he slightly flipped the spear in his hand and pointed it at the difficult guy in front of him with the hilt, "You stand in the way of my inspection, go away!" Otherwise, you will be detained for the crime of obstructing the city's defense and official duties, and you will be taken for a walk! ”

When talking to this ordinary city guard soldier, the young killer was wary of the possibility of being rough with people, and did not want to expose his martial arts, so he deliberately distorted his nature and pretended to be cowardly. also temporarily unloaded the energy of the body. Since that day, he was chased by the insect snake girl in the Foggy Mountains. Although he reversed his disadvantage and killed the Worm Snake Girl, the snake king's venom contaminated with his body could not be discharged. The poison stayed in his body for more than a month, torturing him to the point that his body was not as good as before. If you get rid of the internal strength that warms and nourishes the whole body. He was even a few points weaker than the average healthy person.

The soldiers at the gate stirred the pestle of the spear. easily pushed him out three steps away, and only then did he stand still.

There is such a disparity between strength and weakness. The young killer himself was a little surprised.

Even if he has martial arts, but the power of martial arts cultivation ultimately comes from the body's functions, if the body collapses, how can the best martial arts be? It's just hollowing out the paper paste shell inside.

Now that his physical condition has been depleted to this extent, it seems that the task in hand needs to be solved quickly, if he delays for a few more days, it is really difficult to determine whether he will be accused by others in the end.

It's just that this time the task is quite strange, and the buyer keeps modifying the requirements after placing a deposit.

The sect didn't know what was wrong, he lost his old temper, and just blindly followed the buyer's requirements, so that the task plan on his side had been messed up.

If the buyer has not yet decided whether he wants the woman to live or to die, then his best course of action is to confine the woman in solitary confinement. In this way, he can rest for a while, and then wait for the final instructions of the sect, so that he can come back and toss.

As soon as his mind settled, the young killer felt his shoulders sink, and a vague energy penetrated in. He didn't have time to look sideways, his breath sank, and the dense energy in the meridians around his body was about to wake up and swell. But at that moment, a rough and hoarse voice that seemed to be mixed with sand and gravel slipped into his ears, causing a shiver in his chest.

"Do you want to die quickly?"

The hoarse voice paused slightly, and then added:

"If you don't want to die quickly, come with me."

The young man once again suppressed the strength that had risen halfway through the meridians of his body, and he slowly turned his head sideways an inch away, and the first thing that caught his eye was the hand that pressed on his shoulder.

Although the five fingers of that hand were long, they were not very good-looking, because they were too thin, and the thin joints were protruding, like a bunch of blooming dead branches. No matter how hard a person lives, his hands may be ugly or hideous, but the color of the white fingers of his fingers will not change much, but the white of this person's fingers has already faintly appeared blue, which is the expression of a person who is deeply poisonous.

Noticing this detail and realizing that the person who sneaked up on him while he was unloading his martial arts, although he controlled his fatal acupoint, he was probably also highly poisonous and his life was short, and the young man's heart relaxed a little.

Turning his head further, he saw a strange face with different shades of skin on the left and right, and wrinkles and flatness. Rao had seen so many people with extremely hideous faces before dying, and he also felt that it was not as terrifying as the strange face with a calm expression he saw at this time.

He had seen this face before today, but it was the first time that he wanted to be so close at this moment. The two sides of this strange face in different shades of color seem to have stitches that have been sewn together by needlework where the edges meet. But this should be a long time ago, the needle hole is gone, only the pinhole is hidden in the skin wrinkles, if you don't look at it so closely, it is really difficult to find.

No matter what kind of realistic human skin mask in the world, it is fitted by applying a potion, but this person ...... It seems that the mask was sewn onto the face, and it looks like it has been stitched for at least years!

A look of surprise slipped in the young killer's eyes, but he still didn't speak, just listened to the strange-faced man who controlled the big hole in his shoulder and neck talking to the little soldier at the city gate.

"This military master, the villain is a resident of Qingzhi Hutong in the north of the city, and he also checked the card just now." The strange-faced man handed out a bamboo nameplate to the soldiers at the city gate, and then said: "This young man is my second aunt's cousin, and he came to Kyoto in advance in order to prepare for next year's spring exam. Kyoto has changed a lot over the years, no. The little cousin went lost again, and the villain led him back, and asked the military master Haihan to offend my little cousin just now. ”

Most of the mansions of the Beijing officials are located in Beicheng District, and I don't know from what years and months have been extended from the rules of non-hustle, and then the civilians who can settle down in Beicheng District probably have a lot of family background. And the ugly man in front of him, the little soldier guarding the city does have an impression, because his face is really weird. If you look closely, you feel a little infiltrating. Naturally, it can be unforgettable.

"Relatives who are so far away from each other, your family is willing to take them in, but it's really affectionate." Listening to the ugly-faced man's humble but not cowardly tone, the defenders only glanced at the nameplate. I returned it. Since it was checked just now. He wasn't going to see it any more.

"More than a decade ago, there was a lot of war. There is chaos everywhere, and it has only settled down in recent years, and there are few distant relatives left. After all, blood is thicker than water. If you can take care of it, you can shine on it. The ugly-faced man smiled a little reluctantly, reached out to take the bamboo nameplate, and wiped it on his body first, as if he cherished it, and then put it in his arms.

His face, no matter how much he smiled, couldn't look good. The little soldier guarding the city looked at this face, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: This person is so terrifying, it is hard to forget it just by looking at it, but why is it that except for seeing it when I checked the cards today, I feel that I have no impression in the past?

The little soldier who was also registered in Kyoto was suspicious for a moment, and just as the ugly-faced man was about to turn around and leave with his little cousin, he suddenly asked again: "Isn't your cousin's state school certificate going back to find it?" He just insisted on going back! ”

The young killer clearly felt that the withered hand that was on his shoulder and his thumb was close to his neck socket suddenly tightened.

This time, Xiaobing took the initiative to propose a state school certificate, and it is estimated that for the sake of the strange-faced man's household registration in Kyoto, he will give some preferential treatment. But the fingers clasped around his neck clearly reminded him that if he wanted to throw it out of the small soldier at this time, he asked to return directly from the Tongcheng corridor again, and the strange-faced man would stop by killing.

"Don't dare to disturb the military affairs of the military master anymore." The strange-faced man's footsteps were slightly sluggish, and he turned around and said with a smile: "The state school certificate is just a piece of paper for others, and it can't be directly worth silver, and with the virtue of the people of Kyoto, it will be handed over to the government if it is picked up." Under the rule of the emperor of heaven, he was not greedy for picking up the leftovers, and the government was rewarded, but my little cousin, who had just arrived, didn't know about this, so he was too anxious and disturbed the military master, which was really a joke. ”

"You're quite a sensible person, so let's disperse for now! It looks like there is still a moment to go, and the gates will be reopened, so be patient! Only then did the little soldier who defended the city dissipate the little doubt in his heart and waved his hand casually.

The strange-faced man hurriedly bowed his head and bent down to thank him, but his withered hands on the shoulders and neck of the young killer never let go.

The two of them hooked their shoulders and walked side by side, which seemed a little indecent, but in fact they were a sign of the friendship between the brothers of the common people in the market. On the streets of Kyoto, two men chatted with interest, and in the winery restaurant, two drinkers were slightly drunk, so it was easy to hang up together, and it was not strange to see how much.

But this kind of closeness between Wu Shu and the young killer is actually fighting for life, using time and distance, in a quiet state, to carry out a game of life and death.

The two of them walked together in the opposite direction of the city gate, and when they walked out of about twenty paces, Wu Shu's figure suddenly froze, and a very slight dull sound came from the depths of his throat. Kyoto is close to the coast, and it is always windy, when a very fast and short gust of wind blows, lifting the withered grass-like hair in front of Wu Shu's forehead, revealing his eyes embedded in the strange face, the pupils of which are already bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes are faintly blue, just like the whites of his fingers, and there is a sickly change.

The young killer turned his face sideways and saw this scene up close, and then he stared at the strange face, and gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At such a close distance, the subtle changes in the expression on the young killer's face of course also fell into the eyes of Wu Shu. His pursed lips suddenly trembled, but he finally couldn't hold back, and a trace of blood slid out of the corners of his mouth like a thread, unusually red. Toxins, which have begun to affect the nature of blood, are not far from quenching bones.

However, he didn't seem to care about this sign of danger in his body at all, he just raised his hand and bent his elbow, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then suddenly said in a loud voice: "It's just a small soldier defending the city, it's nothing big." Cousin, you don't have to spend your time with such little people. ”

Of course, he said this to the little soldier at the city gate who was already some distance behind him.

Because it was a little far away, the soldier was on guard time. It is absolutely impossible to chase after one or two mocking words and be angry. However, with his first big words, this hatred is over, and it cuts off the back way for the young killer to go back immediately.

The young killer is not a dull person, of course, he quickly understood Wu Shu's "good intentions", the expression on his face changed for a moment, and then he said slowly: "You don't seem to want me to go back." ”

Wu Shu did not speak.

At this moment, he appeared to be calm on the surface, but in fact he was enduring the pain between his chest and abdomen like a blunt knife stirring. From the moment you confirm that you are poisoned, this toxin is only a burst of attacks, if you can endure this period. Then you'll be comfortable for a while.

As for what poison is in his body. He still hasn't figured it out. Because of the instructions given by the Great Commander before leaving Beijing, he didn't have enough time to check the standing antidote, so he could only try to eat some. Temporarily restrain the spread of toxins in the body.

But it dragged on for a day like this. He had a very bad feeling.

Maybe something is doomed. If he can't change it, then he just wants to do a few more things before the ending comes. Keep a person and live up to the mission of your short life.

The young man's first question was not answered, but he did not care, and continued: "If you don't want me to go back and kill her, you should kill me." ”

Wu Shu raised his eyebrows and stared directly at the young man, but still did not speak.

At this time, the corners of the young man's mouth provoked a hint of a smile, and said, "Your killing intent is not condensed enough, what are you hesitating about?" Can't, or don't dare? ”

Wu Shu finally spoke, and every time he moved his lips, there were thin lines of blood overflowing, and he looked extremely terrifying. And the young man who saw this scene finally knew the reason why this strange-faced man had been refusing to speak out, but he was overflowing with a trace of joy in his heart, and secretly said that he had calculated well.

"With my true identity nameplate, it doesn't hurt to strangle you at the gate of this city." Wu Shu smiled faintly, his smile was a little miserable, "You have a lot of acting ability, and you have deceived many people, which requires a lot of talent and long-term training to obtain." If you die, the organization behind you will lose a lot, right? ”

"Admit it, you can read the lips, and you can read the content of my conversation with the little soldier from a distance, so that you can catch the conversation so accurately that others can't question it. However, learning lip language also requires talent, and it seems that the Commandership has not spent less energy cultivating you, and if you fall like this, it will be a big loss for the Commandery, right? The young man chuckled lightly, and then his eyes sharpened, "Do you think you can kill me with your current condition?" ”

"If you don't try it first, how can you know the result." As soon as Wu Shu finished saying this, he suddenly coughed, and the speed of qi and blood surging suddenly accelerated, and the blood spilling out of his throat stained the entire lip.

"The poison in you has spread." As the young man spoke, the hand that had been hanging honestly at his side suddenly went around to Wu Shu's vest.

"Your body has been poisoned for more than a month, and it is not easy to survive until now." Wu Shu's hand on the young man's neck suddenly soared, almost pinch the vein through a layer of flesh.

The young killer was tortured by snake venom for more than a month, and his body was much thinner than before, and the large blood vessels in the upper neck texture were already more conspicuous and slightly protruding. At this time, when Wu Shu pinched him so hard, the blood vessels instantly twisted and trembled like vines wrapped around the trunk of a tree.

He was about to reach for the hand on Wu Shu's vest, first stagnating, and then slowly drooping down like a withering blade of grass.

As long as Wu Shu used a little more force, he would have to die, still quietly in the same way.

Even if he is not dead now, under the premise of not using his internal strength, his body is as weak as a sick person who is riddled with scabies, and he can no longer raise his hands or clench his fists when he is pinched like this.

However, although he looked terrible, it was also very hard to pinch Wu Shu, who was almost dying. The toxins in the body attacked, and at this time, it was really an extremely dangerous behavior to use the energy in the body's meridians that had begun to show signs of shattering, like running wildly on a dangerous bridge that was about to break. The blood gushing out of Wu Shu's lips was even more.

But he still didn't seem to care much about it, he knew that it was dangerous, and he insisted on doing it, which was to take something lightly. After coughing a few times, Wu Shu said again: "I just asked you just now, do you want to die quickly, I didn't say that if you follow me, you won't die." ”

Feeling that his back was slowly moving upward, the hand that wanted to kill him was hanging down. Wu Shu loosened his clenched fingers a little.

As soon as he let go, the young killer began to have a nosebleed.

Because the blood in his nose was too intense, the young killer choked on some nosebleeds, and then he bowed his back slightly and coughed. Blood was gushing from under his nose, and some nosebleeds poured into his throat, and then he was coughed up, and his lips, which were not very rosy, were splashed with a layer of blood, so he looked quite wolf. If it weren't for Wu Shu's face not as white as his, his appearance at this time would have been more miserable than Wu Shu.

The young killer's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the dripping blood falling on his pale green shirt. Black plum blossoms lit up. He suddenly smiled and said, "To be your little cousin is to lose your life." ”

Wu Shu said indifferently: "If you don't want to, I will break your life." ”

The young killer retracted his smile. There was a hint of irony in his eyes. said: "Since you don't plan to let me go." What is the difference between dying early and dying late? ”

Wu Shu stared into the killer's eyes. One word at a time, he said: "You want to live in your heart." ”

The young killer smiled and said slowly, "It's really my dereliction of duty to be seen by you. ”

Wu Shu said lightly: "I checked you for three days, and I didn't find out your origin, which is also my dereliction of duty." ”

"...... each other" Only then did the young killer lift his sleeve and wipe the blood stain from the lower lip of his nose. Putting down his hand, he looked at Wu Shu with interest, as if he didn't care too much about the finger on his neck, and said gently: "I heard that there are five groups under the emperor's hands, among which there are many strange people, I don't know which group you are in?" This mask on your face is quite strange, was it born that way? ”

At this time, the young man's nosebleeds finally stopped naturally. The speed of Wu Shu's retrograde qi and blood also eased a little, but it did not completely stop.

Hearing the words of this young killer with an extremely mysterious identity, Wu Shu just had cold eyes and said, "Who did you hear about it?" ”

"There are a lot of people talking about it, do you really want to know?" The young man chuckled, "I heard from the people in your Commander's Mansion, do you believe it or not?" ”

Wu Shu was slightly stunned, the faint chaos in Kyoto in the past three days did make him have a trace of suspicion about the Commander's Mansion. So he was at the city gate just now, and he didn't do it directly. Because if he does that, although he has four group leader waist cards, he can be exempted from responsibility if he cuts first and then plays, but he will definitely alarm the Commander's Mansion. If there is a thief in the Commander's Mansion, he is not by Mo Ye's side at this time, for fear that Mo Ye will encounter danger in the inner city.

He knew very well that the "communication network" woven by the Commander's Mansion in the inner city was easy to use to search for people, or Mo Ye, who had detailed files left in the Commander's Mansion.

Wu Shu's trust in the Commander's Mansion still prevails, and he believes that even if there are internal thieves in the Commander's Mansion, it is in the very few. Although the origin of this killer is still unclear, the organization behind him can provide him with such detailed information, and he himself is so cunning and changeable, it is very likely that he is a person with no low ability and status in the unknown organization. If done properly, it should be possible to extract some useful information from this mouth, eliminate the thieves in the Commander's Palace, and restore the normal operation of the Kyoto communication network.

If you can do this, even if you can't escape death, you won't live up to the trust entrusted by the commander when he left Beijing.

Thinking of this, the heaviness in Wu Shu's heart gradually relaxed, and he picked his lips at the killer, but there was no vivid smile on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "You are very cunning and a scourge." ”

From the moment he turned around in front of the city gate, Wu Shu and the killer never stopped examining each other, including the conversation that began after walking a distance, which was also faintly revealing murderous intent, oppression, provocation, and beating. At the same time, their pace did not stop, at this point, it was Wu Shu who held the absolute initiative, and the killer could only follow him, walking across the flat land at the city gate, through a small forest, and stopping on a shallow grass.

It's the end of spring, the earth is full of life, the four fields are verdant, if the sun is full of sunlight during the day, you can see that this meadow is also dotted with many delicate yellow dandelions, embedded in the green lawn, naturally there is a quiet beauty.

But now it was nearly dusk, and the sky had darkened, and the green lawn was gradually inky in the dim light. The petals of the dandelion also lose their vivid color, fading like a picture scroll soaked in water, and at first glance, the dandelion on the lawn is as pale as a paper flower blooming on a black background.

As soon as he stepped into this shallow grassland, Wu Shu's palm that had been resting on the killer's neck suddenly turned up, not pinching the large blood vessels in his neck. It wasn't about breaking his neck, it was about slashing him in the back with a knife.

The young killer shook, fell out, and sat down on the ground, just curled up and gasped for breath for a long time, unable to move. He had just stopped the nosebleed, and now he began to cough up blood again, unlike the nosebleed he accidentally choked just now, this time he really had a heart injury. He knew that the strange-faced man's intention in slapping him was to make him unable to regain the strength in his body for a while. So much so that he left the close control of the strange-faced man. But he still couldn't do anything else to resist.

……

After swaying in the shallow sea for a few hours, and finally landed, Mo Ye was a little surprised to find that the man who covered his face with a hat did not go ashore together. Instead, he held the boat alone. I don't know where the swaying has gone.

Soon after she went ashore with that killer. A carriage came from not far away, and looking at the killer's eyes, she knew it was the man who had picked him up.

At the sign of a glance from him. Mo Ye, whose hands and feet were tied, jumped straight to the carriage like a legendary zombie like he had done when he boarded the ship before. After a lot of effort, she jumped to the door of the car, and looked at the unfamiliar face of the coachman who lifted the curtain indifferently, and she stared at the height of the car board, a little embarrassed.

At this moment, she felt the footsteps behind her approaching, and she suddenly thought of something, and was about to open her mouth to stop it, but it was too late......

The clothes behind him tightened, and then his body was light, three feet off the ground, and he was picked up like a radish and thrown into the carriage.

There was a muffled sound, although there was a thin blanket in the car, it could not stop the impact of the nearly 100-pound body smashed in the air. Mo Ye was stumped, and her eyes were full of stars, and when she came to her senses, she twisted her body and sat upright with difficulty, and saw that the killer was already sitting down opposite her, and the carriage had begun to move forward.

She was about to express a few angry yells, but she was about to speak as she sat up straight, when suddenly she heard a familiar metal crash, which made her unconsciously shut up, and her whole mind was catching the sound.

There was no smooth path on the ground near the shore, and the carriage trembled on the uneven ground, and the metal fell on the board, separated by a thin blanket, and the sound was not completely suppressed.

The body of the car was so big, Mo Ye's eyes swept around the car, and he soon noticed a long object wrapped in ordinary cloth lying flat in a corner.

Mo Ye tried to twist her body and kick with her feet, and then, when the dull voice came, she heard the killer suddenly speak, and said lightly: "Your knife is ugly, but the material is good." However, you won't have a chance to use it again, and when I bring it back and melt it back, it will be a sharp weapon. ”

Mo Ye turned his head away from looking at him. Unlike the closed window she had faced earlier on the boat, the window of this carriage had not been sealed because of her ride. She twisted her neck and cast her gaze, although the sitting position was uncomfortable in the swaying carriage, but if she continued to look at the person in front of her, she was afraid that she would lose control.

Finally went ashore, and it was important to think of a way to escape from this person's control earlier, and now I don't have time to make trouble.

……

On Ankang Road in the north of the city, the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion is closed, and only the two lanterns hanging next to the gate reveal a soft light, shining on the carefully painted gate, reflecting the brilliance.

A spider slid straight down from the top of the gate with a filament. The lanterns bring warmth to it, and the holes in the corners provide an environment for wintering, and the weather in Kyoto begins to warm up these days, and it is also rejuvenated by spring. Having gathered a few days in the cracks of the wall, it was ready to weave a large net tonight, and feast on the flying insects that had been attracted by the light of the lamps and had been as successful as it had been in wintering.

-- It would be a very tasty prey.

It's just that its net has just opened a straight main line, and the door that obviously won't open lightly at this time in the night suddenly opens.

A young man walked out with a steady and powerful step, and the fat earth spider was so stirred by the wind that opened the door that it hung on the spider's silk for a few points, and before it could climb the silk, it was trampled on the stone steps of the doorway by the foot that seemed to make an imprint on the iron plate, and then a second foot, and a third foot......

If this spider could think like a human, it would have exclaimed on its deathbed the same exclamation as the cedars a few streets away: What a surprise!

The four young men walked out of the house one by one, and then stood outside the door with their hands tied. The ordinary cloth clothes they wore were supported by muscles that were full of strength, and each of them had a light in their eyes like sharpened swords. What came out after the four people was a noble son dressed in a cyan brocade robe and a green jade embedded in the crown of his hair, he was Shi Xin, the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

(To be continued......)