In the fifth year of Taihe, the second quarter of October, the first quarter of the unitary month.

Chang'an, Jinchangfang, Zhangjia Beiye.

The sky was dark, and the moon was dark.

Zhang Yijun and Li Shangyin have stayed in the front hall since they returned home. Li Shangyin could have sat down on the surface and wrote a few pre-essay essays, but he could no longer write after only two sentences in the second moment. The anxious state of mind made the draft he had prepared in advance unable to make a sentence at the moment, so he simply put down the wolf's hair, got up and paced slowly in the front hall, hoping to calm his mind down.

What he was worried about, he couldn't tell.

Li Shang glanced at Zhang Yijun, who was lying on the couch, he was holding a copy of "Han Changli's Anthology" and reading it non-stop, and his calm expression was enough to contrast with Li Shangyin's current state of mind.

Is it worrying about the upcoming scientific expedition?

This is not to be feared, after more than ten years of cold windows, Li Shangyin is confident that he has already learned to be rich and five cars, so why is it difficult to write a scientific examination?

Could it be Wang Yanyuan?

Wait, how did I think of her, she is the daughter of a festival envoy, and she is only a two-sided relationship, although people invite you to drink tea together tomorrow, but that's polite, I also think too much, right?

What's that, exactly? The "ghost soldier" case?

Li Shangyin paced to the front yard, since Li Shangyin got acquainted with Zhang Yijun, it was already the fifth day, and the investigation was also the fourth day. However, up to now, as far as Li Shangyin knows very few clues, he thought that there would be significant progress today, but the unexpected encounter with the King of Light and the inside information he learned made the whole case more and more confusing. He suddenly felt that his thoughts were now a mess, whether it was writing poems or writing, or the facts of the case, he was at a loss.

What's more, they are waiting for someone now, someone Li Shangyin doesn't want to wait......

"Be careful, don't go to the second door......" Zhang Yijun's voice came from the front hall, Li Shangyin was stunned for a long time before realizing that Zhang Yijun was talking to him, and he couldn't help but freeze his steps.

"What's the matter, Brother Yijun?"

"I broke the glass jar in front of the second door, and the ground may be full of debris......

Since there were only two of them in this mansion now, there were no lights behind the house gate and in front of the second door, so Li Shangyin had to reluctantly lean down to look down by the candlelight from the front hall, and sure enough, he saw some broken glass on the ground, shining with a faint light under the candle flame, if he didn't look carefully, or there was no candlelight, he couldn't notice it at all.

"This ...... Just leave it like that? Li Shangyin paced back to the front hall and found that Zhang Yijun's posture was almost the same as before, still lazily leaning on the couch, flipping through the anthology.

"Brother Yijun," Li Shangyin finally couldn't hold it back, "how can you be so calm?" There are just the two of us in the house, if as you said, the thief comes to look for us in person, won't it be more auspicious? Besides, how do we know when he will come? ”

"Peace of mind." Zhang Yijun didn't even bother to raise his eyes, his expression was light and light, he only said these two words lightly, and his thoughts seemed to be completely on Han Yu's words.

"How can you feel at ease?" Li Shangyin was a little anxious, the more he said, the more afraid he became, "This courtyard is so big, the hall and courtyard are not left alone, and there is also the back garden, how do we know where he came from?" ”

Zhang Yijun rubbed his eyes, not in a hurry, as if what Li Shangyin was talking about had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Yijun, just this time, can you stop selling Guanzi......" Li Shangyin's tone was a little pleading, "You can tell Yishan about countermeasures, I also have the bottom in my heart." ”

The drum in the workshop was struck twice at this moment, three links before and after, and the second watch has arrived.

Zhang Yijun stretched, put down the anthology, got up from the couch and said, "Let's go, let's go to the atrium......"

Although this place is only two entrances, but the facilities are readily available, the decoration is very simple, Li Shangyin remembers that there is a small self-rain pavilion in the back garden. The atrium is paved with green bricks, full of dead leaves, and there are two strong pines planted in front of the moon gate leading to the back garden, both of which are surrounded by thick and estimated to be dozens of years old.

"Although Sixteen Lang is at ease, this courtyard is different from Guangdefang, this courtyard was originally a separate business of Li Yu and Li Yehou, and the feng shui security is excellent," Zhang Yijun led Li Shangyin to the atrium, introducing the old house where he lived since childhood, and said like a treasure.

"Li Mi, Li Yehou?" Li Shangyin was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look around respectfully, and the old courtyard, which was originally a little lacking in repair, had also become antique. If Li Shangyin has admired people since childhood, the first is Zhang Jiuling, the famous minister of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and the second is Li Mi Li Yehou, who has been familiar with the famous "Long Song Xing" since he was a child.

Zhang Yijun nodded his head lightly, and then said, "...... This house is backed by Hengjie, side of the wide street galloping road, in Jinchang Fang, Wuhou shop soldiers, Jinwu guards for the side street, wide street late night patrol can not be sloppy, so that the back garden is safe, thieves want to come, must enter from the south. ”

"In other words, we just need to pay attention to the direction of the house?" Li Shang responded as if he didn't understand, "Then how do we know when that person will come?" ”

"You'll find out in a moment......"

Li Shangyin was even more confused: "But...... What if he doesn't come at all? ”

Zhang Yijun silently took out the Nanmu Order from his arms and handed it to Li Shangyin: "Have you seen this?" ”

"Kashiwa leaf bulbs?" After Li Shangyin looked at it for a while, he still didn't know what Zhang Yijun meant: "What's so strange about this thing?" ”

"This thing is not strange," Zhang Yijun took the thing back into his palm again, and shook it quite exaggeratedly: "Although this thing is not heavy, but hanging on the foot is very obstructive......

Li Shang faintly realized: "What does Brother Yi Jun mean, is this Nanmu Order still used for him?" ”

Zhang Yijun nodded and added, "Maybe it's still important......

"But this thing is neither a famous thorn nor an official order," Li Shangyin was puzzled again: "Although the workmanship is exquisite, it is just carved with some hollow wooden leaves and bouquets on it, what use can it be?" ”

Zhang Yijun looked at the Nanmu Ling, pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know ...... yet."

At the same time, a black shadow quickly climbed over the courtyard wall of Zhang's mansion and landed on the solid bluestone pavement without a sound. The black shadow was dressed in black, with soft-soled boots on its feet, and the visor covering its face seemed to be made of bronze, with a rough texture, and two crescent-like holes carved into the eyes, with the hook on the tip of the nose and the exaggerated depression of the mouth.

The courtyard was silent, and the man in black shrugged the tip of his nose, faintly smelling the burnt smell of some candle wicks, as if someone had just blown out the candle. The black-clad man's lips under the visor were lightly raised, and it seemed that the prey had not run far away, and was still in the courtyard. He quietly pulled out a barrier knife from his waist, this knife is different from the horizontal knife or the Mo knife, the blade is only one foot, very light, often used in the Tang army for close hand-to-hand combat.

The man in black walked forward slowly, but as soon as he took a step after passing through the second gate, he suddenly felt something strange on the ground, and hurriedly tried to withdraw his steps, but it was too late, the soles of his feet had already stepped out according to inertia, and the soft-soled boots stepped on the hard debris that had fallen on the ground, and rubbed against the solid stone slabs, making a sharp and crisp sound when he landed, which sounded very harsh.

The man in black narrowed his eyes, Liuli?

There was a crisp grinding sound in the front yard, and since there was already a curfew in the workshop, this sound was very clear to Zhang Yijun and Li Shangyin, who were in the atrium. Li Shangyin's heart tightened, but the corners of Zhang Yijun's mouth pouted with a cold smile, he knew what this voice meant.

"Isn't it? People are coming......"