Ni Xiaoye finally returned to the barracks, rushed directly into the Puhui account, changed his clothes, and thought for a moment to leave the account book, jade plate and paper to Puhui for preservation. Before, I only cared about the task and escape, but now think about it, the man in black I met tonight cannot be ruled out as Wei Zhikang's person, after all, the army is outside Hexi City, and these two people are still fighting for the position of the secretary of the military department.

So, it's better to be careful and subtle, it's safer to put things here in Pratt & Whitney, and it's better to come back tonight to take a closer look.

Returning to his carriage, sniffing carefully, his body seemed to be stained with the smell of Lu Jiuchu's special pharmaceutical powder, and he had to do things cleanly, so he simply put water in the bathtub to soak in a hot bath, I don't know if he was sweating from running away before, which would feel a little cold.

"Master, this is Cen Zhuo's account book, and the detailed records over the years are here, but he and Tatar Ye have searched all over the place. We burned a storeroom and brought back the valuable calligraphy and painting treasures inside, and left some silver and gold bars inside, and when Cen Zhuo came back, he only said that the house was gone. I just counted it, and the ones that came back were estimated to be worth three million taels. ”

Wei Qikang nodded: "Go back and get the treasure Zhai to convert it into gold, the Tartar savage can't find it, maybe he is afraid that he didn't remember it." Alright, let's go down. Seeing that Eleven was still holding the pestle, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, and then looked closely, he was gray all over, and there was a strange taste, frowning and said, "But what happened?" ”

Eleven touched the back of his head: "I also met an uninvited guest on this trip, and I wanted to take him for a good interrogation, but this person was very treacherous and threw me off a mess of powder and ran away." As he spoke, he felt an unbearable itch on his body, and he almost couldn't help but reach out and scratch it in front of his master. Wei Qikang raised his eyebrows: "Can you still run from under your hands?" Have you regressed? ”

Eleven hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "The subordinates must step up their practice." However, although he didn't grasp it, he was hit by a sword in his heart that was cold and icy and condensed, although there was a light armor in it to block it, but it was estimated that he wouldn't live for long. ”

"Get up, this person also went to Cen Zhuo's mansion?"

"Well, his subordinates chased him out, and he guessed that he was a thief, and his subordinates had never seen such a scoundrel fight, not like a serious identity."

Wei Qikang shook his head and put away the scroll in his hand: "It's not a thief, how can there be a little thief who can run away under your hands, if so, you will be too embarrassed to be a Xuanji Daoist." You have fought a few moves, can you see his path? What kind of weapons are used. ”

Reminded by Wei Zhikang, Eleven carefully recalled: "After thirty moves, his body is very weird and tricky, and he runs fast and is well hidden. The weapon used is a soft sword. ”

"Soft Sword!" Wei Qikang got up abruptly.

Eleven was sure: "Yes, the soft sword on the waist." Before he finished speaking, Wei Qikang was no longer visible.

"Jiang Li! Gracilaria! Wei Qikang didn't see anyone in the tent, so he decisively went to Jiang Li's carriage, and shouted before the people arrived, but there was no movement. I was even more nervous, so I couldn't wait for her to answer, so I rushed in directly. There was no one outside, so I walked straight inside, my fists clenched, and I was tugging at my heart with every step.

I took a breath and pushed open the door of the clean room, only to see Jiang Li's head resting on the edge of the bathtub, and a thin layer of frost had formed. With a bang in his heart, he rushed over with an arrow step, and the water surface of the bathtub was already covered with thin ice. Stretched out a trembling hand, probed Jiang Li's neck, gritted his teeth, and his whole body seemed to have blood congealed.

"Jiang Li, you can't die!"