In the past two days, although Ming'er has not been as busy as Song Zheng, she has been worried and tired of Song Zheng. After crying a bit, although my mood improved a little, I was very sleepy and soon fell asleep.

Song Zheng didn't dare to sleep. He thought about it again and again, and felt that he still had to try his best to help Yan Yusheng. As for whether he can get out of the current crisis, he has no bottom in his heart. In particular, there is more than one assassination force, although he is conceited and intelligent, but he is not arrogant to the point of underestimating the heroes of the world. If Wanyan Yusheng really died in Daqi, Dajin would have more excuses to go south. Daqi and Dajin have been saving up strength for so many years, and once this battle starts, it will definitely be extremely tragic, and the whole of Shandong will be affected. In case the barbarians of Dajin crossed the Yellow River, Qizhou, Qingzhou, and Laizhou would certainly bear the brunt, and Mizhou would not be much better. Not to mention the ordinary people, Song Jue and Zhu will also suffer from the disaster. Songjiazhuang is a remote place, but it is not necessarily affected. But once the soldiers and bandits run wild, except for the deep mountains and old forests, there is no insurance.

As for Li Hongniang's side, Song Zheng is not worried about whether he can make a difference. Judging from her words, because she was too young, the upper echelons of the Imperial City Division did not attach much importance to her existence, and just had the mentality that something is better than nothing. Even if you really can't do it, with the maintenance of the matchmaker, there won't be much of a problem. Besides, he didn't believe that the Imperial City Division would only call Zhu Jian, Hu Qiang and a few other Mizhou personnel, and there must be some follow-up.

Despite this, Song Zheng didn't dare to be careless, after he settled Ming'er, he blew out the lamp, sat near the door of the house, and began to use the method of "The Secret Spectrum of Chunyang" to run the vitality of his whole body.

While Song Zheng was exercising, he was thinking about the topography of the Four Modernizations Inn. Although Song Zheng has never been a killer, he has always believed that the two professions of thief and killer are the same, and they both go to a certain place to get something. The difference is that the thief takes the treasure, and the killer takes the human life. Since it's all about picking things, you have to consider the terrain. The guest rooms of Sihua Inn are located on the north building facing south. There are three floors, and each floor has nine guest rooms. The staircase is built in the center, dividing the nine rooms into a pattern of five east and five west. Room 6 is twice as large as the others, and the reason for this is also to meet the needs of different guests. Song Zheng knew that the three-story No. 6 room was occupied by the four guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, in order to be close to the stairs and easy to defend. Zhang Zong, Wanyan Yusheng, and Wanyan Yuse occupied the seventh, eighth, and ninth rooms respectively.

In addition to the north building, there are two wings in the east and west, the east wing is a restaurant, and the west wing is the residence of the store and the guys. The north side of the inn was originally a stable, but because the guests complained about the commotion of the stable, a separate yard was opened in the northwest of the inn to feed the horses, and the original stable became a place to pile firewood and grass.

In Song Zheng's professional vision, if you want to assassinate Yan Yusheng, there are two most likely places where the killer hides. One is the firewood and grass stacking place in the backyard, and the other is the big jujube tree in front of the building. Of course, if the killer is stupid and attacks through the stairs, it will be more tragic. You don't have to guess that Song Zheng also knows that the four guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning will definitely have people on duty, paying close attention to the movements everywhere.

Since Li Hongniang didn't reveal more information, Song Zheng didn't know if there were any killers in the inn. However, from Zhu Jian's situation, it seems that everything is relatively normal, although there are a few suspicious characters who approached the Four Transformations Inn, they did not stay in it. Even so, Song Zheng was not at ease, the people of Mizhou came to Licheng late, who knows if those damn killers were prepared in advance.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng couldn't help but complain in his heart about Yan Yusheng and the others. Dad was about to burp, and he didn't think about how to take the position, but he ran to Daqi. Wouldn't it be better to hide now that danger is lurking and find an opportunity to sneak back to Dajin? Why do you still stay in Licheng? What kind of martial arts competition do you want to see, isn't this nothing to look for? Oh, it's not looking for pumping, it's looking for death!

In the end, Song Zheng was at a loss, so he had to concentrate his mind and began to concentrate on running "The Secret Spectrum of Chunyang". Although practice is not the same as sleep, it has a miraculous effect in relieving fatigue. Song Zheng ran continuously for more than two hours, and then he felt that the fatigue of the past two days had all been eliminated, and his whole body was relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

Outside, the five watches have been knocked on the bang, and it is the time of the day when the temperature is lowest. Ming'er was still asleep on the bed, Song Zheng walked over, covered her with a quilt, and then walked under the north window. For the sake of both ventilation and cold, the window is not large, only two feet square, and eight feet above the ground. Song Zheng moved the stool over, stood on the stool, and slowly opened the window a crack, looking from top to bottom.

Song Zheng's eyesight is very good, and although it is quite dark outside, Song Zheng can still vaguely distinguish the outline. More than ten zhang away from the building, a grass shed was erected. Inside the hut, on the west side are piles of hay for feeding horses, and on the east side are piles of firewood. Due to the large number of people living in the Sihua Inn, a lot of firewood and grass have been prepared, and almost all the grass sheds are occupied.

Song Zheng glanced from left to right and found nothing suspicious. He carefully got off his stool and went back to the south side of the room. On the left side of the south side is a door, and on the right is a slender window, three feet wide and five feet high. Song Zheng just groped for three feet from the window, but suddenly stopped. With a whooshing sound, a slightly crisp sound came. Because the surroundings were extremely quiet at this time, although the sound was not loud, Song Zheng could still hear it clearly. He took two steps to the window, gently cut through the window paper with his hand, and looked out with one eye.

His gaze crossed the corridor outside the window and landed on the large jujube tree in the courtyard. At this time, I saw a rope connected from the east wing to the jujube branch, and a window on the east wing was opened, but I couldn't see the scene in the window. Song Zheng knew that someone must have thrown the rope there, but it was just that it was too dark to see anyone. The sound just now should be the sound of the hook at the top of the rope, touching the leaves of the jujube tree, and hitting the thick branches. The jujube tree is extremely hard, and when the iron hook touches it, the sound is naturally crisp.

Since there were lanterns in the courtyard, although the lights were dim, Song Zheng could see all this clearly. He made out that the window was one of the two rooms that had been lit up the previous night. Song Zheng couldn't help but sigh that the other party was cunning. Since the restaurant is not only open to guests, but also open to the public. The other party knew that it was not easy to stay in the north building, so he disguised himself as a guest who came to eat and drink, and arrived at the east wing. Although it is not known how they were able to stay overnight, it must have been calculated in advance.

After the people on the upper floor of the east wing threw the rope, they did not move, apparently waiting for the opportunity. After a full quarter of an hour, Song Zheng saw a figure crawl out of the window, and he slowly climbed to the jujube tree along the rope and hidden. Then, another figure came out, also hidden on the jujube tree. The two figures appeared to be small and slender, and they appeared extremely flexible. They were also very careful, and when they approached the jujube tree, they gently brushed away the branches, but they didn't make a sound.

You must know that jujube branches are prickly, and if you are not careful, you will be pricked, and it is not easy for these two people to do this.

When the two reached the tree, they withdrew the rope and went silent again. Song Zheng wondered in his heart, what are these two people doing? Their hiding place was more than ten zhang away from the north building, and it was thirty meters away. It's not so easy to throw the rope over this distance. Even if you can throw it, it's hard not to make a sound. Do they want to use bows and crossbows? Judging from the outfits of the two, they don't look like they are wearing bows and crossbows.

After another quarter of an hour, the two men finally moved. They all took something weird-looking from their waists. Song Zheng looked carefully through the sparse branches and leaves, but was stunned. It turned out that what the two of them took out was actually a slingshot, which seemed to be a little larger than an ordinary slingshot.

This thing can also be used for assassination? Song Zheng remembered that when he was a child, he used it to fight sparrows, even if it hit people, at most it would be swollen and swollen, and it was far from killing. Now, isn't it funny that these two people actually got this thing out? In addition, Wanyan Yusheng was in the room, how could they kill him with this thing?

Song Zheng looked at the sky, and a glimmer of light had already appeared in the east. He knew that this was the time when people were sleeping soundly. If the other party doesn't take action, the cucumber dishes will definitely be cold.

The other party obviously knew this, so he didn't let Song Zheng wait for a long time. At this time, there was also a strange sound from the north side of the North Building. Song Zheng hurriedly touched the north side of the room, stepped on the stool, and looked out. I saw a rope appear on the wall on the north side of the hut, and a figure touched it. The figure was also thin, dressed in black, with a small crossbow pinned to his waist.

Song Zheng knew that outside the wall was a small road. Although the courtyard wall of the bluestone fortress was very high, nearly three zhang high, this man still touched it with a rope. However, there should be a brother of the Imperial City Division of Mizhou on duty, and since this person can touch it, it is very likely that something happened to that brother.

The figure was lying on the grass shed, looking around cautiously, and then focused on the top of Song Zheng's head. Song Zheng knew that he was looking for the window of Room 8.

The man took out a dagger from his waist on the other side and picked up the hut with his own hands. Soon, the mud from the dry seal on the roof of the straw shed was peeled away. The man took a few handfuls and made a small pile of thatch. After putting away the dagger, he took off the crossbow and placed it beside the thatch. Song Zheng noticed that on the crossbow was a short arrow more than two feet long, and the tip of the short arrow seemed to be wrapped around something, anyway, it was not a triangular cluster of arrows.

The man reached into his bosom, pulled out two pieces, and brought them to the small pile of thatch. Song Zheng suddenly understood the other party's plan. The other party must have wanted to use flint to ignite the grass shed first, and then use a rocket to shoot Yan Yusheng's window to force him out of the house. In that case, the person who was lying in ambush on the date tree would be able to strike. Song Zheng is sure that the enemy's slingshot is also extraordinary, and it can definitely take people's lives.

Song Zheng knew that once the grass shed caught fire, it would be a raging fire, and the entire inn would have to be chaotic, even if the other party didn't shoot rockets, once Yan Yusheng ran out of the room, it would be very dangerous. The killers may have other means to take people's lives while they are in chaos.

The situation is urgent, and Song Zheng is in a hurry. At the moment, he shouted: "Who has a big dream first, I know it in my life." The inn sleeps in autumn, and the day outside the window is late! (Asking for flowers)