I don't know where the courage of this public revenge comes from, he is an old man who doesn't know much kung fu, and he walks alone at night, without bodyguards with him, and there are no soldiers around to protect it.

Zimo hid on both sides of the road, he had no intention of hurting people, and because Zimo was a later generation, although this world is not the real historical world, but after all, it is ancient, Zimo has been educated by Confucianism over the years, and he still has a lot of respect for the ancients in his heart, unless he is forced to do so, he doesn't want to hurt people.

Of course, there are exceptions, it doesn't matter if you are a charlatan like Yun Zhongjun, but you are still in awe of a master craftsman like Gong Yiqiu.

Although he is old, his steps are not slow at all, and he walks with wind under his feet, which is quite fast.

Zimo muttered mentally, how old is this old man, could it be that he has installed a wheel under his feet.

Gong lost the revenge and went directly to the city, and after sparing a few streets, he entered an inn, which is also a small inn, called "Blessed Inn", cough cough, because Ding shopkeeper's inn is famous, it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of Dong Shi's imitation.

However, this little inn was still not well-known, and the public lost his revenge knocked on the door, and after the young man opened the door, he went in.

This inn is a two-story attic, and the area is not small, which is also considered large in Songhai City, but the business is not very prosperous.

Zimo frowned slightly, this guy lives in this inn? Well, now that we know where you live, I would like to take a look at it tomorrow and get it for you tomorrow.

After Gong Defeating and Revenge entered the room, Zimo hid outside the window, holding his breath and concentrating, not making a sound, even breathing followed the direction of the air flow, this hidden kung fu was done at home.

"Sir, you're back." A voice came from the room, a young voice, like a servant of his house.

"Well, you're back, have you taken care of all our things? There were no surprises today, right? The public defeated the revenge and said in a deep voice.

"Nope."

Then the servant and the public lost a few words in a whisper, and the two had a secret conversation, the voice was very small, and the ears through the window did not hear anything, but it must be a secret.

"Uh-huh, that's good, you go down." After asking the enemy, he dismissed the servant and left him alone in the room, and then blew out the candles, apparently preparing to rest.

The candles in the room were blown out, Zimo frowned, could it be that he was going back like this?

There was movement in the room again, and the public did not sleep, he rummaged through the cabinets and found a long box, and then untied the mechanism, crackling, if it was placed in the future it should be called a combination lock, and this era is called a mechanism technique.

Suddenly, a dazzling blue light emerged instantly, this blue light was very beautiful, a little like azure blue, the public took a greedy look, and then reached out to touch the objects inside the box.

"Ancestor, when will your sword be unsheathed, it's been hundreds of years, and my descendants are really stupid, not only can't use your sword, but even the family business is about to be lost."

An old man, at the age when he should have enjoyed his old age, the country has perished, and now he has to be suspicious of the new emperor, and he can't help but feel some nostalgia for the past and the present, think about it carefully, and feel really uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the eyes of the public defeated the revenge, and he looked at the window

Zimo hid on the top of this inn, just now he was shocked by that blue light, it was really beautiful, when can the sword light be described as "beautiful"? Perhaps only those who really use the sword can understand, but it is also because of this intoxication that he relaxed his vigilance and leaked out of the horse's feet.

A sense of crisis suddenly surged into my heart, and in an instant, I saw a silver light flying out of the window!

Sou!

A dart came into front of him, Zimo immediately dodged and wiped it past his ear! Escaped at the moment of his life.

"Friend, visiting late at night, I don't know what to do?" The voice came from the room, it was the voice of the public and the enemy, and the old guy didn't know when he found out.

Zimo pursed his lips, it was really boring, he was discovered like this, and sneered in his heart, it is impossible to find out about something now, so it's a big deal to leave.

When he came, he left early to prepare, a small bottle appeared in his hand, lightly sprinkled a little on the bricks and tiles, and then immediately left!

Woohoo!

Several darts flew out in a row, and they were all aimed at Zimo's vital point.

Zimo was shocked, this old man's ability is not small, his steps are smart, his figure dodges quickly like a ghost, and the three darts are all dodged, but the masked veil is cut off by the darts, fortunately he is not disfigured and not injured.

Without a moment's hesitation, Zimo flew out, rushed out directly, and went in the direction of the camp!

Sou! Sou! Sou!

With Zimo's light industry level, it is impossible for this old man to catch up, he has already turned around and left, and only then did he open the window after losing his revenge!

But it's too late, the people are gone.

"Master, are you alright?"

As soon as they heard the noise, several servants rushed in, and when they entered, they saw only Gong Loser standing in front of the window, and no one else was seen.

Gong Loser stretched out his hand, lifted a brick tile, and there was some faint white powder between it, and after frowning slightly, he took the tile back into the house.

Several other servants stood around the room, protecting the vengeance of the public and looking out the window.

A servant immediately approached, and they were all knowledgeable people, and after taking a look, they immediately distinguished, this thing was definitely not flour, but arsenic!

"Master, it's arsenic!"

Gong Yi nodded and agreed.

What kind of people in the whole Songhai City will have arsenic? Generally speaking, there may be one in the pharmacy, but it is impossible for the average healer to have such skills.

A person immediately appeared in the mind of the public and the enemy, Yun Zhongjun, it is possible for this charlatan to carry arsenic, but the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it is, if he thinks about it according to normal logic, isn't it exactly what the enemy wants me to think?

So let's ask, who has such strength in Songhai City? If it is analyzed in this way, the spearhead will immediately be pointed at Xiao Shengxian Village.

In any case, Yun Zhongjun and Xiao Shengxian Zhuang are both suspicious.

But the more I think about it, the more strange it becomes, if it is to blame, it should be the little sage village, why did they do it in the first place? Besides, it's too stupid, isn't it? The plan is very poor, and there are many loopholes in the process, which can be seen through at a glance! This isn't like what the little sage village people do.