On the street of the shop in the south of the city, in a dwelling, there is a yellow candle flame, and the lights are yellow.

This person was wearing a black cloak, still wearing a blue-faced fanged mask on his face, his head was lowered, and he paced in the room, before he hurriedly came out of the Qi Palace, and he was sure that no one was chasing after him along the way, and he also hoped to cooperate with Li Congqing when he said to Li Congqing. Although Li Congqing did not make it clear, the revenge of killing his father was also the basis for cooperation between the two.

"Guests are here?"

There was a little sound of broken footsteps outside the house, very soft, very light, which showed that the other party was very cautious.

Outside the house, a person was wearing a brocade robe, a black cloak, and a green steel sword decorated with red silk pinned to his waist, although the sword was not unsheathed, but the momentum of the whole person was strong, it seemed to be a swordsman, but he had a cold expression, and this brocade robe man was the person opposite Ouyang Yuntian last time.

The man pushed the door in, and saw Ouyang Yuntian standing in the room, he took off his dew-stained cloak, and put the blue steel sword with red silk on his waist on the stool.

Ouyang Yuntian was stunned when he saw the man in the brocade robe like this, he stopped, and then he also took off his mask by the way, revealing a white fox face, and arched his hand and said, "I've seen the honorable driver, please sit down." ”

"Leader Ouyang, don't you come to harm? Let's get rid of this politeness, let's get down to business. The brocade-robed man chose a chair and sat down.

"You can sit down too."

Ouyang Yuntian sat opposite the brocade-robed man, the two were a foot apart, and he asked, "Honorable, has the lord already sent it...... Ghosts? When Ouyang Yuntian said the last three words, there was a trace of throbbing in his heart, and the three words of ghost sorrow made him tremble, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became very cold.

"Yes, it's ghostly!" The corner of the brocade-robed man's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand, "Leader Ouyang guessed well, this time the ghost has been sent to Jinling City, I hope that this operation Ouyang Leader will arrange it well." ”

"The lord has finally sent someone." Ouyang Yuntian's expression was nervous, and he said cautiously, "Yuntian thank you lord, I don't know when to act?" ”

"Just a few days!" The brocade-robed man revealed.

"Just these days?" Ouyang Yuntian kept repeating what the brocade-robed man had just said, but he still had a trace of worry in his heart, and he didn't know if this ghost was worried?

"It's time for me to go, they should have arrived at the door." The brocade-robed man stood up and moved away, "You'll see them right away." ”

The brocade-robed man put on his cloak and pinned his green steel sword, and stepped out of the door, and in the night, there was only a trace of yellow lights in the courtyard.

In the hallway, a guard hurried over and whispered a few words in the brocade-robed man's ear.

"Have you all arrived?"

The guard hurried over and nodded, "Waiting at the door." ”

"Let them in."

"Yes."

The sound of neat footsteps of tart tart came in. Then there were many men dressed in black, and their faces were wearing hideous masks, giving the courtyard a terrifying atmosphere. This group of samurai, neatly and uniformly lined up in ten, waited in the courtyard, silent.

"Leader Ouyang, everyone is here." The brocade-robed man pointed to the hundred warriors in the courtyard, "This is the 'ghost sorrow' sent by the lord, is the leader of Ouyang satisfied?" ”

Ouyang Yuntian raised his steps and came to the courtyard, he stood beside the brocade-robed man, and then looked at the hundred black-clothed warriors in front of him, all wearing terrifying masks on their faces.

shuddered, this was Ouyang Yuntian's first thought when he saw the ghost, as long as there was one of these people, he could defeat three or even more with one. It's terrifying, although Ouyang Yuntian has never seen a ghost make a move, but he can also get a glimpse or two from the previous rumors.

Ghost see sorrow, this was already in the world when the Wu State was established at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and it is said that its predecessor was the Black Cloud Capital founded by Yang Xingmi.

Heiyun Du, also known as Heiyun Long Sword Capital, after Yang Xingmi defeated Sun Ru, he selected 5,000 strong soldiers in Sun Ru's army to form his own pro-army, and the armor of this pro-army was wrapped in black.

Heiyundu later became the main force that Yang Xingmi charged into battle when he fought. Whenever the neighbors fought with Huainan, as soon as they heard that the opponent was Heiyundu, they first had heavy psychological pressure.

And Ouyang Yuntian seemed to observe a trace of murderous aura from this courtyard.

"Yes, these samurai are all well-trained, and Yun Tian is satisfied." When Ouyang Yuntian said this, he felt a feeling of swishing behind him.

The brocade-robed man laughed out loud and looked at Ouyang Yuntian.

A gust of wind blew, and above the eaves, there was a pair of eyes watching everything in the courtyard, and he hid motionless behind half of the ridge, and the courtyard was filled with a strong murderous aura, which made him very uneasy, but ...... He didn't dare to slack off at all, and if he wasn't careful, he would reveal his own feet.

There were a hundred murderous black-clothed warriors in the courtyard, and his back was already wet, and he was motionless in the breeze.

……

After midnight, in the concierge courtyard, the candle flame in Zhao Dezhao's room was still on, and under the dim candle flame, Zhao Dezhao's restless heart was shaken. He closed his eyes and thought about all the things recently, tonight he thought about the matter of Li Congqing, the king of Qi during the day, and at the moment he was waiting for the news from Chenyuan.

Xiao Guizi knocked on the door at the door, and with a "squeak", a door was opened, and he entered the room and whispered, "Your Highness, the Chen guard is here." ”

Zhao Dezhao had already opened his eyes at that time, "Let him come in." "I don't know what news Chen Yuan brought him.

"Yes."

Chen Yuan wore half a silver-white mask, and also wore a large cloak, the cloak was stained with dew and a lot of fallen leaves, he entered the house, and immediately bowed his hand and said: "Young master, the people arranged by his subordinates in the Qi Palace's mansion have already found out about Li Congqing's discussion with that person, and that person is the one who assassinated the young master." Later, the men sent by his subordinates also found out the whereabouts of the man. ”

"Li Congqing?" This news was like a thunderbolt, Zhao Dezhao didn't expect this matter to be so complicated, his brows were tightened, the fingers of his right hand kept tapping on the table, he thought about it: "It is related to Li Congqing, you people should keep an eye on Li Congqing's recent moves." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Dezhao said again: "And you said that you found the whereabouts of the assassin?" ”

"Yes. Young master, we have found the assassin's hiding place, in the grocery store in the south of the city, whether the young master wants to serve it in a pot tonight. Chen Yuan looked up at Zhao Dezhao.

Zhao Dezhao's fingers stopped tapping on the table, "No, don't startle the snakes, they still have value for us now, and we don't know who is the person in charge behind them, not to mention that Kaifeng has not yet found out the background of these people, so we can't move them rashly, be careful, or secretly monitor their every move." After Zhao Dezhao finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yuan.

"Young master, Chen Yuan understands, his subordinates will always send people to secretly keep an eye on the actions of these people," Chen Yuan immediately retreated.

Suddenly, he said again: "Young master, Fan Ruoshui has already left, isn't it?" ”

As soon as Zhao Dezhao heard Fan Ruoshui's words, he said: "You are following behind, his trip is to quarry, if he needs anything, you can mention him." Also, you must also inform me of Fan Ruoshui's news on time. ”

Fan Ruoshui left, he went to quarry, just as in history, and Han Xizai also secretly took refuge in Zhao Dezhao.

"Yes."

Half a quarter of an hour after Chen Yuan left, suddenly on the edge of the window of Zhao Dezhao's room, a black shadow trembled, and with a bang, there was a cooing sound, and Xiao Guizi and Zhao Dezhao immediately looked nervous, very vigilant.

Xiao Guizi probed step by step, and walked to the window.

Pushing open the window, a carrier pigeon landed at the other end, cooing, "Your Highness, this is a carrier pigeon." ”

Xiao Guizi immediately took off the letter on the pigeon's leg and handed it to Zhao Dezhao, who took it out and read it.

The letter, written in black and white, is just a hundred words long and contains important information.

The letter briefly explained the various things that happened in the capital, I really didn't expect that there was already a rift between Zhao Pu and his third uncle Zhao Guangyi, it seems that those things in history will still happen, but now is not the time for Zhao Dezhao to deal with such incidents.

More importantly, Yang Meng also mentioned an organization in his letter, an organization called "Ghost Seeing Sorrow", this organization has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for many years, and the various assassins cultivated are not inferior to the birds, so Yang Meng repeatedly told in his heart that he must destroy "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" when necessary.

This time, the ghost has sent a large number of people in Jinling.

"What the hell? What a spooky name? Zhao Dezhao kept repeating this name in his mind, but he had never heard it.

However, Zhao Dezhao is sure that the other party did not use the "ghost sorrow" people and horses in these assassinations, if the other party used it, it is estimated that the last Shichenghu assassination and the assassination in the protocol will not be full of loopholes, so that Zhao Dezhao almost ended it all, but Zhao Dezhao is sure that the other party will spare no effort to assassinate himself in the future, until he uses "ghost sorrow".

"The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad." Zhao Dezhao got up from the room and looked at the sky in the distance, where the lights were brilliant.

"Ghosts are worried, ghosts are worried, so let you go to ghosts." The corners of Zhao Dezhao's mouth hooked up a smile, he didn't believe that the special forces he had cultivated would be inferior to ghosts.

Under the distant sky, there is still a drunken gold fan on the other side of the Qinhuai River, and the lights are endless, and under the light of the night, although it looks very lively, no one can predict what the future will be.

"Your Highness, it's late at night, please rest early."

ps.

"Tiansong Martial Arts" is about to reach a climax, readers should quickly polish their eyes, wait and see, there are many foreshadowings in this volume, as for why this volume is named Pingding Jiangnan, it naturally has a deep meaning.