In the fifth year of Taihe, October Jiashen, Shen Chu.

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Shanhefang.

In the abandoned ancestral hall room of the courtyard separated from the front yard, Bai Kui's bloodshot eyes were round, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracked, and he stared at Zhang Yijun's eyes intently, as if asking, "How did you know?" But he was silent.

"Bai Liangqi, the king of Pingyuan County," Zhang Yijun pouted with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "Nian Fang 24 has experienced more than 60 battles, and has made great achievements, helping the famous general Li Sheng to quell the Jingyuan Mutiny and Zhu Zhu's rebellion, and was awarded the title of King of Pingyuan County, loyal all his life, and tired of giving the governor of Shaanxi, Sikong ......" Zhang Yijun said in a suitable way, which was exactly from what was said on the Shinto tablet in front of Bai Liangqi's tomb, through Bai Kui's reaction after hearing it, he had guessed the relationship between the king of Pingyuan County and Bai Kui.

"Bai Sikong...... Yijun guessed in vain, "Zhang Yijun paused for a moment, met Bai Kui's gaze without fear, and paused word by word: "It's my father's ......"

Bai Kui's lips trembled slightly, and his fierce gaze softened for a moment. And Zhang Yijun continued to throw words at him: "Yijun doesn't know anything, why would the son of the king of Pingyuan County choose to join forces with the 'ghost soldiers' and plot against him?" ”

This time, Bai Kui was silent......

"Datang ......" Zhang Yijun continued: "Yes to the father, how thin is ......"

Syllable!

Bai Kui waved his big arm and slapped Zhang Yijun fiercely, so that Zhang Yijun then tasted the thick smell of blood coming out of his mouth.

"What's the point?" Bai Kui repeated viciously, his expression was extremely hideous, and then he spat "bah", the two silkworm eyebrows were entangled, he held the shovel, looked at a ghost soldier guarding the opposite side of the other room, and ordered sharply: "Tie his hand to the armrest for me!" ”

Seeing that Bai Kui was enraged, Zhang Yijun knew that he was getting closer and closer to finding out this person's motives, a blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and the smile on his face did not decrease at all: "Yijun asked this question, and he has not answered yet!" Could it be that the son of the king of the plains is not a man who keeps his promise? ”

Bai Kui leaned down and put his face only an inch away from Zhang Yijun: "Bai Mou only allowed to ask, but he didn't promise to answer!" ”

At this moment, a black-clothed armor soldier suddenly walked in from outside the other room, leaned to Bai Kui's ear, and whispered for a long time, which made Bai Kui's face show a rare expression.

"Those guards!" Bai Kui cursed, and then ordered the ghost soldiers in the other room to immediately open and leave the shrine through the back door, and he followed.

One of the ghost soldiers glanced at Zhang Yijun with a little concern, and Zhang Yijun, who had already guessed some clues, expressed the doubts of others on his behalf: "You don't kill me?" ”

Bai Kui sneered: "Who said not to kill?" ”

I saw Bai Kui walking quickly to the depths of the other room, he took out a fire fold from his arms, skillfully lit it, and then blew it vigorously, and the bright flames shone his gloomy expression. Bai Kui raised his finger at the thatch stacked on his side, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what this pile of thatch is for?" ”

The pile of thatch looked shiny from a distance, and seemed to be doused with castor oil. Without waiting for Zhang Yi to react, Bai Kui had already thrown the fire fold gently, and the oil and fire met, and the flames rose in just one breath, burning the entire pile of thatch into a raging bonfire like a golden snake swimming dragon.

Bai Kui giggled, his smile was extremely hideous in the light of the fire, and he followed behind the black-clothed armor soldier and calmly left.

Zhang Yijun suddenly realized, when he was just escorted into this other room, he faintly felt that the pile of thatch was incompatible with the entire ancestral hall, it turned out that this group of people had already thought of a way out: to guard Lang in the front yard as a guard, they interrogated themselves in the other room, but always ready to retreat, if the location is exposed, there are also guards as cannon fodder, they only need a fire to burn the entire ruined ancestral hall, for the government, all the evidence, all the clues, will be turned into ashes!

But preserving evidence was too much of a luxury for Zhang Yijun, who was now firmly tied to the chair with his hands behind his back, unable to use his legs and feet at all, unable to move.

After a few breaths, the pile of flames burned more and more like a ball of blooming stamens, and quickly spread out towards the surroundings. The mural at the end of the annex had been burned to the ground, and the beautifully painted faces of the characters instantly turned into ghosts with teeth and claws, and then quickly peeled off the walls.

Zhang Yijun hurriedly observed this annex, all of them are wooden structures, don't look at the current flames are only confined to a corner at the end of the annex, and with dozens of snaps of fingers, there is a tendency to turn the entire Zoroastrian Temple into a purgatory of Buddhism! And because the mural dye fell into the flames, the smoke was everywhere, and the black smoke came straight to the exit of the other room, choking Zhang Yijun and coughing, and his eyes couldn't stop crying.

Zhang Yijun struggled to point the ground with his toes, trying to move a little towards the entrance of the other room by friction, but the chair was too heavy, and when he moved over, the entire other room was probably engulfed in flames.

He turned his neck as best he could, and he could catch a glimpse of the ropes on his wrists. This is the most complex cross knot, and the rope is made of two Lingnan snake vines intertwined and weaved, this snake vine is often soaked in oil, and the toughness is so strong that even a big man in the shape of a man can not break free. This kind of rope is customized in the army, and it is also a pity that this group of ghost soldiers also has it.

Seeing that the flames were quickly rushing towards Zhang Yijun's side, Zhang Yijun struggled no matter how hard he was, his wrists were grinding out bloody marks, and the rope still couldn't be broken.

At this time, Xu was in disrepair, and a rafter that supported this other room had already been mothed into silverfish by insects.

Seeing this, Zhang Yijun grabbed a life-saving straw, he tried his best to move the chair slightly towards the burning rafters, and adjusted his posture with his wrist, so that the snake and vine ropes were aimed at the flames that jumped up.

Zhang Yijun endured the burning sensation of severe pain in his hands, burned the snake vine on his wrist thoroughly, and after about three snaps of his fingers, both wrists were exerted at the same time, and finally broke the rope.

At this moment, the flames had reached the exit of the other room, and the air around them was like entering the kiln room, and the lungs were full of scorching heat. Zhang Yijun hurriedly ran to the exit of the other room, he took off his robe, draped it over his body, and rushed through the wall of fire across the exit.

Zhang Yijun's eyes were already blurred by the smoke, and he almost bent down and touched the floor to move forward, until he used up his last strength and fell completely to the ground.

When Zhang Yijun fell into darkness in front of his eyes, he vaguely saw a young man in brocade rushing in from the entrance of the ancestral hall, and the person shouted at him and ran quickly.

"His Royal Highness King Yingwang ......"

Two moments ago, Wannian County, Jinchangli.

Li Shangyin tightened the reins, rode a horse and galloped on the streets of Wannian County, entering Jinchangfang from the north. There was a smell of roast lamb in the air, which smelled of fireworks on his brocade robe. Jinchangfang did not reduce the hustle and bustle of yesterday in the slightest, and the people came and went, so that Li Shang had to keep fiddling with the horse's head, so as to open up a small road in the chaotic crowd.

The terrain of Jinchangfang is low in the south and high in the north, and the whole of Beiqu where Li Shangyin is now located, including the Daci'en Temple in the northeast corner, is located on a slope of Pingtou Mountain with a gentle slope, which is the famous Leyouyuan. Here is the highest point of the whole Chang'an City, covering the width of several squares, high flat Xuan is open, climb high and overlook, you can look down on one hundred and eight squares like a palm. Up to the princes and nobles, down to the common people, all of this original as a good place for wild travel, countless talented and beautiful people have also left a lot of famous articles here, according to legend, Li Bai was in the original top of the music tour in one go, wrote "Remembering Qin'e", so far the teaching workshop has been sung endlessly.

Li Shangyin's revisit to Jinchang was to make an appointment, and he had no time to come here to hunt, he looked at the west slanting sun shining on the Leyou Plain with some pity, and sighed lightly: "Leave it for the next day to swim again......" He then left the central cross street, went down the slope, and went straight to the relatively clean Nanqu, and finally reined in front of the Zhumen of a deep house compound at the southeast corner.

This place is secluded and deep, there is no white ding, you can faintly hear the sound of silk and bamboo from the middle of the street, the street here is full of willow trees, the season is winter, the dead branches are gradually more, but it is still enough to hide people's ears and eyes.

On the way to this side, Li Shangyin noticed that there were seven or eight deep houses in this house, and it was really worthy of being the private residence of a feudal official and an envoy of the Lingnan Festival.

Li Shangyin led the horse to the side of the bamboo horse and tied it up. He took a deep breath, and then knocked lightly on the head of the Zhu door, but after a while, the old porter inside opened a small window on the Zhu door, revealing a pair of kind eyebrows: "Dare to ask what the foot is?" ”

Li Shangyin bowed his hand to the old porter and said: "Contemptible Huaizhou Li Shangyin, the respected little lady was invited yesterday, and she came to the door!" ”