Chapter 413: Letters

"What is this?"

Wei Siyuan saw that the letter had fallen into Ou Yu's hands after a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

It is an envelope with a very strange style, with a black border and a white letter, with a dragon print rendered by splashed ink on the letter, and the most eye-catching place is the front of the envelope, a word 'poison' branded with a gold pen, which looks extremely imposing.

Ou Yu didn't answer Wei Siyuan's words in a hurry, but waved his hand at the man.

"Okay, you go down, this matter must not be spread outside, otherwise Hugh blames the old man for taking your dog's life!"

Ou Yu snorted coldly and warned his subordinates.

If it was someone else, at most this person would have hurriedly agreed, but Ou Yu's words were like the token of Hades, and the next person suddenly had weak legs and almost didn't faint.

Ou Yu has been in the palace for so many years, and his methods of being vicious and treating human life like ants have long been spread crazy among his subordinates.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Now the person trembled, hurriedly turned around and fled, while fleeing, he still regretted it again and again in his heart, complaining why he was so unlucky and found this envelope.

After all, everyone in the house knew that if Ou Yu planned to kill someone, even the prince Wei Siyuan would not be able to stop it.

It's just that these subordinates don't know, in fact, the people killed by Ou Yu are not kind people, and the housekeeper he once killed was in Beichang City, relying on himself to be a member of the palace, bullying and dominating the market, so he was poisoned by Ou Yu.

The maid who used to detoxify was even more pitiful on the surface, but in fact, she kept hooking up with the male servants in secret, and there were always all kinds of warblers and swallows in the backyard of the palace for a while.

As for the people killed by Ou Yu, in fact, Wei Siyuan knew it in his heart, and naturally knew what these people were doing, so he simply let Ou Yu go.

"This letter has the mark of the Sage on it, and ordinary people naturally can't open it, even if it is a master at the level of a grandmaster, it is difficult to easily destroy the mark on it."

After the man ran away, Ou Yu explained softly that this mark was caused by the sage's unique holy power condensation, and it could be regarded as a kind of heaven and earth perception.

In addition, this envelope is a unique material of Kyoto Sage Academy, a very peculiar paper that will not get wet or burned.

However, the Holy Power of the Sage level can easily dissolve or ignite it.

It's no wonder that Ou Yu's expression changed greatly after seeing this letter, and even when he heard about Chen Sinian's murder, he had never taken it so seriously.

With a dark green energy, the poisonous words on the envelope dissipated, and the envelope was naturally unfolded, and Wei Siyuan on the side looked from the side, but found that there was no handwriting on the letter.

And Wei Siyuan looked at Ou Yu again, but found that he was looking at it seriously, and he couldn't help but be a little more curious.

Of course, Wei Siyuan also knows how to draw inferences, obviously these handwritings have also been specially processed, although he doesn't know the principle, but in general, there should be no sage-level people, and they can't be seen.

Just as Wei Siyuan thought, after Ou Yu read the letter, the letter dissolved in the air in an instant like water, leaving no trace.

"You can't see this letter, the letter was given to me by the old thing Kong Mo, saying that Hai Lao has something important to discuss with me and let me go back to Kyoto."

After Ou Yu read the letter, his eyes fell into contemplation, but he still opened his mouth to explain the meaning in his heart to Wei Siyuan.

"Let the seniors go back now?"

Wei Siyuan was also a little surprised, after all, Ou Yu's identity was extremely special, and if there was no big change, it would be impossible to let Ou Yu leave the northern frontier.

For a while, Wei Siyuan began to think about what this Hai Lao meant.

"It can't be because I'm at war with that girl in Feng Yewu, and I'm afraid that my seniors will help me?"

Wei Siyuan couldn't figure it out, so he simply joked, but after saying this, even he felt too naïve.

After all, the existence of the Sage Treaty is a bottom line that cannot be touched, which I can think of, and I think Hai Lao and they naturally understand it.

Ou Yu was full of doubts at the moment, and he was not in the mood to joke with Wei Siyuan, so he slowly shook his head and replied with a soft sigh:

"I don't know exactly what's going on."

Ou Yu was surprised, surprised that Kong Mo, an old stubborn, would send such a letter to himself, and secondly, what was the important thing mentioned in the letter?

What kind of thing made Hai Lao willing to discuss with him and Kong Mo.

Although Ou Yu is now nominally a saint of the Ye Dynasty, Ou Yu's bloodline is a Southern Barbarian in his bloodline after all.

This is also the reason why Ou Yu and the people of the Ye Dynasty are a little discordant.

I don't want to go back to Nanban because of the matter of my senior sister back then, I was full of hatred for Gu Sheng, and this hatred can't be forgiven for a lifetime, and I have no emotion for the people of the Ye Dynasty, because no matter what he does, in the eyes of the people of the Ye Dynasty, he is a foreigner after all.

"Hey, you can't know until you go."

In the face of the incomprehension of Ou Yu and Wei Siyuan in the northern Xinjiang, a series of strange events also occurred in the south of Kyoto City.

The south of Kyoto has always been a place for the poor to live, and since the Red Lotus Sect founded by Wang Jia and others, this group of people finally has an inner sense of belonging.

However, with Wang Jia's death in Chen's mansion, Zhao Xiyan and others did not survive, and the Red Lotus Sect was like a group of dragons without a leader, and riots kept occurring.

And at the same time as the Red Lotus Sect rioted, there were also many forces in Kyoto who were salivating at the current Red Lotus Sect.

The current Red Lotus Sect is like a beautiful woman, because without the existence of Wang Jia and others, this stunning beauty went crazy and fell into a group of hooligans, and this group of forces in Kyoto is this hooligan.

In their eyes, although the beautiful woman is going crazy, it is difficult to resist its fundamental temptation, and they all want to take it for themselves.

Because there are not only many poor people in South Street, but also all kinds of people of all kinds of religions and nine streams are also extremely complicated, and the information here comes far faster than in other places.

After all, many of the families of the people who worked in various prefectures in Kyoto were in this South Street, and even many of the maids and eunuchs in the imperial palace were born here.

So, in the past few days, on the one hand, Sun Changxi has used a high-pressure policy to constantly sweep away the stubborn power of the Red Lotus Sect, while the remaining, a huge part of the believers, are still being bought by many high-ranking officials and nobles.

On this day, a group of people appeared on the streets of South Lane, there were more than a dozen, young and not too old, all in their early twenties.

"Oops, it's not... Lao Cheng's son? Why is it so majestic now? ”