Anle Fang, a small trader's house in the alley on the left side of the fangmen, Zhang Heng and several bad people led the exhumation of three corpses here, one is the owner of this household, and the other two are his wives and children.

"Nails, where did you get this information?" Zhang Heng naturally couldn't bear this kind of thing, and he was already furious when there was such a tragedy on the territory of bad people.

"I got the news from the group of scoundrels I planted in the market, they will not do such a conscientious thing, the three dead are all sharp blades cut throats, from the analysis of the wounds, it may be a short dagger!" Nail's expression was solemn, and her beautiful eyes were full of fire after cleaning and changing.

Zhang Heng kept tapping his index finger on his arm, and he had already come to a conclusion in his heart, "Their wounds are somewhat similar to the fatal wounds of the corpse that sank into the river, I suspect that this case has a lot to do with the Tubo people who have infiltrated the city, and since Du Junshi discovered those infiltrators in the barracks, the atmosphere in the city has become more and more strange, what do they want to do?" ”

"The barracks are stirring up discord, and maybe the servant in the princess's mansion was just an accident? What do they want from it? This family was killed by them as a stronghold, and it was quite sloppy! ”

The nail said his doubts, there are still paradoxes in this, but the action that can be taken is to strictly check the entire Anle Fang, maybe some clues can be found in it.

"No matter how much, rummage through the entire Anle Fang, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find out that group of Tubo people!"

The bad marshal ordered that the four commanders be in charge of an area and thoroughly investigate Anle Fang.

The search lasted until the evening, when Nail led hundreds of his men back to the Nestorian mansion, and this time a careful search revealed a secret passage in a dry well.

Lightly went down the dry well, it was dark inside, bowed forward, lit the lantern, led the sergeant to slowly explore inside, came to a wooden door, the nails carefully closed the door, and two scimitars pierced the skull in the darkness.

The nail's body exploded, and because the passage was so low, it hit his head, and the strands of hair that floated backwards were cut off by the cold light.

With a thud, the door seemed to be slammed open by something, smashing towards the nails and several unscrupulous people, the sound of the collision getting louder and louder in the dark tunnel.

The nail did not show the slightest panic in the face of the smashed wooden door, and leaned sideways against the wall, but could dodge the wooden door flying upside down, and then faced the two cold lights and struck away.

The other party seems to be alone, and the inside seems to be a hiding place, similar to a small cellar, with a knife and a slash that is extremely imposing, forcing the nail to take a few steps back.

With two clangs, the blade and the blade collided with a flash of sparks, and the nail took two steps back again, but still did not appear to be disordered in the slightest, but calmed down, sensing that the other party's tricks were a little wide open and closed, and he was eager to escape, and he couldn't use it at all in such a cramped environment.

Catching the opponent's weakness, the corners of the nail's mouth rose slightly, and after taking the two moves again, he suddenly wanted to pick up the sword and stab straight in the posture of exchanging injuries for injuries, forcing the opponent to take a few steps back.

And in the moment of the gap, the whole person of the nail suddenly fell sideways, shouted to release the arrow, and the sound of several bowstrings collapsing filled the entire passage.

A powerful cry of pain followed, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the nail stepped forward and kicked the other party down, knocking the two scimitars in his hands into the air and kicking them down respectively.

In the dim darkness, the nail skillfully grabbed the opponent, checked that the arrow wound did not cause fatal damage to him, and at the same time carefully observed the inside of the wooden door, and let his men rummage inside to see if there was anything useful.

When he came to the outside of the dry well, he looked at the big man, and it was really a Tubo man, and it seemed that there were clues about the recent events.

It's just that when Nail looked at this Tubo man, she saw that the other party showed a desperate smile, biting his tongue and committing suicide, blood constantly gushing out of his mouth.

In desperation, the nail could only knock him unconscious, and then treat it, and at this time, the bad handsome Zhang Heng also came.

At this time, the Tubo man's face was already purple, and dark black blood was flowing from his nostrils, and he and Zhang Heng were dumbfounded.

The nail also came to his senses in an instant, biting his tongue and committing suicide was just to deceive her, what was really to cover up the fact that he had taken poison! In this regard, she can only secretly hate, and the things that should have been clear have become foggy again.

Zhang Heng inspected the corpse of the Tubo man, and found a thorn mark on his arm, on which was the head of an eagle, plus according to the two daggers and a giant hammer found in the cellar, this person should be a great warrior of Tubo, but he didn't know what the purpose of the other party was here.

Could it be that you really want to assassinate the princess? Zhang Heng was silent in his heart, indeed, now that the princess has stirred up the turmoil, through the previous assassination incident in Zhongnanshan, this possibility is very big, and now this possibility can be regarded as completely stifling?

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng sketched up a strange figure wearing a hat in his mind, you can't be careless, Lao Shuai once taught, you can't be careless no matter what.

Zhang Heng went to the princess's mansion with nails, to report the matter to the princess, and now the princess's safety does not have to worry, but it is still necessary to take precautions, and to clean up the Tubo people who have mixed into the city as soon as possible.

After the incident of Anle Fang was over, a black figure wearing a hat came to the dry well, went deep into it and came out again, and then walked in another direction.

In the night, a stream of shadows drifted and came to a brightly lit workshop.

In the workshop, many people are grinding rice straw or some chaff to prepare feed for livestock.

Flowing shadows drifted into the beams of the room and fell on the roof of the workshop, carefully observing the people moving below, their eyes always wandering over a few dark-skinned figures.

The dark-skinned figures below gathered together while they were resting and began to discuss.

"The Great Warrior of Zarnu in Anle Fang has been found and has been buried in the hands of bad people, and this mission is probably going to fail!"

"What then? Is it okay to go back like this? If the result is not satisfactory to Zampu, it is better to cut ourselves off, this is the duty of our Snow Eagle Guards! ”

"The situation here is not as chaotic as it was at the beginning, everything is in order, the inventory in the city is too strict, if it is not for someone in the city to respond, I'm afraid it will be a problem to even get involved!"

Several hidden people said one by one, but in the end, there was no result, and the black shadow hanging upside down on the roof suddenly flowed down and appeared in front of these people.