"Okay, I promise you, as long as you tell me everything you know, but what I want to know most is the palace master of the Golden Boy Palace, and who hired you to kill me!" Han Jingxuan nodded, agreed to this person, and then asked Si Tang to prepare high-grade trauma medicine, brought a bowl of water and some food, and put it in front of this person.

The night was solemn, and the courtyard was quiet, Han Jingxuan pulled him out of the firewood room and went to the main hall. It's much brighter here than the firewood house.

After a while, the man wiped his chapped mouth, looked up at Han Jingxuan and said slowly: "My name is Huo Qiu, I was forced to enter the Golden Boy Palace when I was eleven years old, and I learned martial arts and methods of killing people with the admonition, and the Golden Boy Palace is a place to raise killers, and the people here are basically not people anymore, just a simple killing tool, there will be tasks every time, of course, the targets are all people with heads and faces and identities in the Jin Kingdom, and the people who hire us are generally people with money and status, Therefore, the Golden Boy Palace can be said to be set up by taking advantage of the loopholes of your rich people, and the people you want to kill, we will kill for you! ”

Han Jingxuan listened to it, and he understood that this Golden Boy Palace was nothing more than a murderous knife in the hands of this high-ranking official and dignitary of the Jin Kingdom.

"Of course, because it is a murderous business, so someone must follow the Golden Boy Palace, I heard that it was established by the people in the court, but then it was handed over to the people in the rivers and lakes, and it has never changed since, but who is the specific person behind this, we low-level killers don't know, as you said, the Golden Boy Palace is hierarchical, for safety, the people on each floor are different, and the people in the palace never gather together, and after walking out from the admonition, they can rarely go back, The mission is also conveyed by means of transmission, and of course, in order to prevent us killers from rebelling, there will be someone to supervise the killers on each level. Huo Qiu said slowly.

Si Tang on the side frowned, thinking of Miss Rong Feng, seeing that his martial arts should be good, he can resist back and forth in his own hands, and he can even get the ring of the Golden Boy Palace's trainer, this girl doesn't know what status she has in the Golden Boy Palace.

With a cup of tea, Huo Qiu told Han Jingxuan everything he knew about the Golden Boy Palace.

This Golden Boy Palace is mixed with fish and dragons, and it can be said that there are all kinds of people.

"Rong Feng is the person between the Golden Boy Palace and the killer, many high-level assassinations are passed on by her, and as far as the ring in your hand is concerned, it is the palace master who selects the admonitor, and then Rong Feng goes to hire it, in fact, there is also a rumor in this Golden Boy Palace, as long as it is a person who is hired by Rong Feng but does not go, most of them are killed by Rong Feng!" Huo Qiu said again.

Si Tang and Han Jingxuan thought of Bal Tu again, as well as the people of the Xu family, after all, now this matter seems to have developed to a situation beyond their control, and there are too many people involved behind it, in the rivers and lakes, in the capital, and there may even be people in the court.

Han Jingxuan took a deep breath, looked down at the ring on his finger, didn't say anything, got up and left the room.

In the dead of night, Si Tang still slept on the roof, and Han Jingxuan fell asleep alone in the house for a long time.

As for Han Feiyao and Ning Heyue, after they came back, they secretly ran out again and disappeared.

Early the next morning, the sky cleared, and the sun above his head shone with golden light, Han Jingxuan got up early, and as soon as he went out, he saw Si Tang standing at the door and preparing to come in, but Si Tang frowned, and before Han Jingxuan could ask, he only heard Si Tang say in a deep voice: "Huo Qiu is dead!" ”

"Dead?" Han Jingxuan was shocked, and hurriedly went to the room where Huo Qiu lived last night with Si Tang, and the moment he opened the door, he saw Huo Qiu's body lying on the bed, with a peaceful face, and he couldn't see any displeasure.

Han Jingxuan saw that Huo Qiu had already left, his heart chuckled, he couldn't believe what was in front of him at all, he turned his head and asked Si Tang, "Someone came last night?" ”

Si Tang, who was standing on the side, shook his head and said in a low voice: "No, I didn't find anyone coming, if someone broke in, or secretly assassinated, I would definitely be aware of it!" Huo Qiu committed suicide, and no one from the Golden Boy Palace had ever been able to leave the Golden Boy Palace alive! ”

As he spoke, Si Tang turned around and picked up a piece of paper on the table and handed it to Han Jingxuan, which was written by Huo Qiu, but a few faint words made Han Jingxuan feel unhappy in his heart, he had clearly promised Huo Qiu yesterday, but now Huo Qiu committed suicide in his own home.

"Death is a relief for me, even if I change my name and survive, I am uneasy in my heart, I have too many people's lives on my hands!" Han Jingxuan looked at the words on the note, frowned, and muttered.

The Golden Boy Palace, a place where you can never get out if you go.

"Young Master, what should Huo Qiu do?" Si Tang stood beside the bed, looked at Huo Qiu, who seemed to be asleep, and asked Han Jingxuan lightly.

"Bury it, find a quiet place, bury it." Han Jingxuan sighed, his voice was also very low, and after raising his eyes and glancing at Huo Qiu, he lowered his head and turned around and left the room dejectedly.

It's as if everything around you is pushing you forward, so that you are forced to suffer everything around you, it doesn't seem to be any good to live here, just watching one thing after another pour into your eyes, every day is a secret fight, and from time to time someone will come to assassinate, living here seems to sometimes can't even guarantee the most basic safety.

Han Jingxuan sat alone under the square pavilion in the small courtyard, looking at the flowers and plants in the distance, as well as the blue sky overhead, he was really envious of the birds flying in the sky, free, he could go wherever he wanted, not like himself, he came to this place unconsciously, a place that did not belong to himself, occupying other people's lives, living other people's lives, going back, Han Jingxuan's desire to go back in his mind became stronger and stronger, and only by finding the record of the Hundred Ghosts could he find a way to go back, and the capital was where he had to go now.

There is only one purpose, that is, to find the record of the Hundred Ghosts, to find a way to go home, and to leave this place that does not belong to you.

At this time, Han Feiyao also walked over, and saw that her brother was sitting alone under the square pavilion, and also walked over, of course, she already knew what happened this morning, it was Si Tang who told her, and she also knew about the Golden Boy Palace.

"Brother, it's already a luxury for them to live well, just like he said, living is just a kind of torture, maybe death is really a relief for him! Come back to the capital with me! Han Feiyao turned her head to look at her brother and said softly.