Compared with the two, of course, it is easier to rummage through the bag.

Zhao Zheng suppressed his heartbeat, tried his best to stay calm, slowed down, and walked to the side of the bed in the dark. He took the thorn in his backhand, pinched it with two fingers, and then reached for his bag, unbuckled it, and looked into it. In the dark, he couldn't see too clearly, but the book cheats were not small objects, they were boxy, angular and relatively easy to identify.

There are a lot of things in the bag, big and small, but there is nothing in the shape of a book.

Zhao Zheng hesitated for a moment, ventured into his bag, and groped carefully, while focusing on the thousand-faced play, beware of the thousand-faced play, beware of the thousand-faced play. He reached deep into his bag, but still didn't find any books, and it seemed that the cheats were not in them. He closed his bag and tied it back so that the contents would not fall out and make a noise.

Since there is no cheat in the bag, you have to look for it on the body and bed of the thousand-faced play, which is undoubtedly a very risky thing, if it alarms the thousand-faced play, it will inevitably lead to a vicious battle!

Zhao Zheng stared at the sleeping thousand-faced play, slowly stretched out his hand, and stopped halfway. If you rummage through something on the thousand-faced play, it is too easy to wake him up, so it is better to kill him first, and then slowly rummage through it. He was so murderous that the general's stab hung over the head of the thousand-faced drama, ready to stab down.

A human life was in front of Zhao Zheng, whether it was life or death, it was all in his thoughts.

"No, I can't be so reckless, if this man is not a trickster, and I killed him, then wouldn't I have become a murderer of innocent people? I can't kill people indiscriminately for my own selfishness, and if I do this, what is the difference between me and Qian Chong, Zhang Yuanwai and the like? That's not what I studied martial arts for. ”

Zhao Zheng struggled with a few thoughts in his heart, and gradually pressed down his murderous intent, not being carried away by yù* hope, let alone stepping on his bottom line.

People often take one wrong step and will continue to make mistakes, so when making major decisions, you must be cautious.

Zhao Zheng made up his mind that he would never hurt this person's life until he confirmed that this person was indeed a thousand-faced actor. He didn't want to kill this person, so he could only risk alarming this person and looking for secrets on him. He gripped the thorn again with his backhand, slowly touched Orion's chest, and pressed down slightly, testing to see if there was any secret book hidden inside. His movements were so light that they were like a kitten walking over them. He first probed Orion's chest, then moved to other positions, and then probed his arms and thighs, but no trace of the cheats was found in any position.

Puzzled, he fumbled around the bed for a while, but still found nothing.

Not only is there no trace of the cheats, but even the Qing Lingyu has not been found! There was nothing on this hunter's body!

In the game, all you need to do is explore your bags and the body of the Thousand Faces Drama herself, and the cheats won't be hidden anywhere else. Could it be that the real world is different from it? Did he hide the cheats somewhere else? Or is he not a thousand-faced actor at all? If he is not a thousand-faced actor, where is the real thousand-faced actor?

Zhao Zheng failed to find the cheats, and he felt a little hairy in his heart, for fear that he would lose all in this matter, and the "Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutra" was too important to him.

Just when Zhao Zheng was suspicious, Orion on the bed made a strange sound in his throat, raised his hand and scratched his bearded cheek a few times, as if he was about to wake up.

Zhao Zheng was horrified in his heart, and immediately got up, and a heel bucket flipped onto the beam, stabilizing his body, and the dark night clothes melted into the darkness, without a trace.

Orion lifted the warm quilt, passed by the beam where Zhao Zheng was, walked under Zhao Zheng, and came to the corner. He unbuckled his trousers and untied his hand at the night pot, and the room was filled with a stench. Halfway through the pee, he shivered.

It seems that Orion was awakened by the urge to urine, not awakened. Zhao Zheng's heartbeat slowed down slightly, and he relaxed a lot, and the cold sweat on his forehead drew an arc and dripped down his cheeks. He hurriedly reached out and caught the cold sweat, for fear that the cold sweat would alarm the hunter after it fell.

Orion finished untying his hand, returned to bed, lay down again, and soon fell asleep again, snoring softly.

"Is this person right?" Zhao Zheng was suspicious, but he couldn't judge, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought of a good idea.

The real thousand-faced drama will have clear spirit jade, and he is not afraid of smoke such as ** incense, and he can use this to test whether this person is a thousand-faced actor.

Zhao Zheng is planning to light ** incense in this house, if this person is not stunned, it is a real thousand-faced play, if ** incense is ineffective for this person, it is not a thousand-faced play. He immediately started to move, opened the treasure bag on his waist that he got from Du Qian's hand, took out the Dream Pill and ** incense from it, first took the Dream Pill to himself, offset the effect of ** incense, and then opened the lid of ** incense and released a slightly fragrant smoke.

Orion lay asleep on his bed, unresponsive, unaware.

After a while, Zhao Zheng felt that the effect of the medicine had been sufficient, extinguished the ** incense, and withdrew it into the treasure bag. He jumped down with courage and nervously walked to the bedside, slowly moving his thorn towards Orion's neck, pressing the tip against his skin.

With the addition of the murder weapon, even if the thousand-faced drama really wakes up, there is no power to resist.

Zhao Zheng increased the strength of his hand and slightly pierced Orion's neck until a drop of blood came out.

Orion hadn't woken up yet, and it seemed that he was really stunned, otherwise he would have opened his eyes. **Incense is effective for him, which proves that he really does not have Qingling jade on him, and he is not a thousand-faced play.

Zhao Zheng's heart sank suddenly, this Orion was really not a thousand-faced actor, so he had to go back and think about it in the long run. Fortunately, he didn't take the liberty of killing this person, otherwise it would have been a big mistake. He withdrew his spur, took two steps back, jumped back into the beam, and went back to his room.

When he returned, he fell into deep thought, pondering who was the trickster.

At present, only three people in the inn hate black cats, but all three of them have now been ruled out, and there are no other suspects.

Zhao Zheng pondered and meditated, thinking too big, but he still didn't have a clue.

"Could it be that the real thousand-faced drama has not yet come, and these three people are not thousand-faced actors at all? Or was my assumption wrong, that one of the women and the beggar was the real man of a thousand faces? ”

Zhao Zheng scratched his head twice and decided to test those two people again tomorrow, but he had no other choice.

……

The next day, the snow was a little lighter, which was good news for those staying at the inn as they would soon be able to continue their journey, but it was bad news for Zhao Zheng, because once the snow stopped, the Thousand Faces would leave.

In the morning, another guest came to the inn, a poor scholar who was innocent, and this scholar didn't care about the black cat at all, and was not suspicious.

At noon, Zhao Zheng entered the woman's room on the pretext of delivering food, just in time for the woman to coax the child to sleep. The woman hummed a little song and shook the swaddling clothes in her arms, and the child was quiet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Zheng put down the dinner plate, put a few simple dishes and rice on the table, talked to the woman for a few words, and then walked to the woman's side and looked at the child a few times on the grounds of testing the child's condition.

The baby is honest and doesn't look like he's hungry. On the inside of the child's lips, a little foam is a symptom of thrush.

No matter how you think about it, the Thousand Faces Drama would not take such a baby around, because it would be too tiresome and unnecessary.

Zhao Zheng crossed the woman out of the list of suspects again, said goodbye to the woman, and left the room.

In this way, the suspicion of beggars is magnified several times.

He decided to test the beggar at night, so he took advantage of the moment when the beggar left the firewood room to relieve his hands, sneaked into the firewood room, jumped on the beam, and hid in the shadows. There is no secret passage in this firewood room, so you can't sneak in at night, so you can only sneak in early.

The beggar soon returned, and continued to snuggle in the wood, shivering, and sometimes picking up hard steamed buns to nibble on to satisfy his hunger.

Zhao Zheng did not move on the beam of the house, and stayed up until the evening, and did not dare to make a move until the beggar was asleep. He first moved his hands and feet on the beam of the house, stretched his limbs and relieved the stiffness, and then repeated the old trick, untied the treasure bag, took out the Dream Pill and the ** incense, swallowed the pill, and lit the ** incense.

After the incense had taken effect, he jumped off the beam, tapped his toe on the open space between the two pieces of firewood, stabilized his body, and then approached the beggar step by step, and the general stabbed against the beggar's neck. He was sure and gave the beggar a few pushes, but the beggar did not respond and was still asleep.

The beggar was hit by the ** incense, which proved that there was no Qingling jade on his body, and like Orion, he was not a thousand-faced play.

"What's going on? Why isn't he even him? Except for the three of them, there are no more guests in this inn who are afraid of black cats. Zhao Zheng turned the river and the sea in his heart, he could hardly believe this fact, and now even the beggar has ruled out the suspicion, and there is no clue at all.

He withdrew his spur, left the firewood room with unresolved questions, and returned to his room to reorganize his thoughts.

"Neither the Orion nor the beggar are a thousand-faced play, but is the real one the woman? If it was her, what was the matter with the child in her arms? He couldn't think of an answer, so he decided to make another trip to-morrow night to find out the details of the woman himself.