The whole afternoon had passed, and the palace courtyard was eerily quiet, and a few birds had landed on the branches of the treetops, which became the only noise of the afternoon.

Su Xin told the mother-in-law in the courtyard not to get close to Gu Qingyan's house, these mothers-in-law also know etiquette, and An An is doing her own thing, which also makes Su Xin worry-free.

Halfway through, she was called by Yiyi to go to Zong Yue, Zong Yue asked her about Gu Qingyan's physical condition recently, and took a small bottle of medicine for Su Xin, a pack of heat-clearing flowers, and asked her to go back and take the flowers and soak them in water for Gu Qingyan to drink, the medicine was regarded as a sugar pill, and Gu Qingyan took one when she felt tired.

Su Xin wrote down the instructions one by one, thanked Zong Yue, and returned to Qingluan Courtyard.

"I just went over there, the valley master and the third master are not here, are they going out?"

After coming back, Su Xin and Beiming chatted under the porch.

Beiming nodded, thinking that he came because of what they were talking about at noon, and went out to do it.

"Even the owner of the Han Shao Village has gone out." Su Xin said, looked at Beiming, and found that he looked absent-minded, so he poked him with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Beiming asked.

Su Xin sighed: "Eh, look at your absent-minded appearance, is there anything wrong?" ”

Beiming looked at Su Xin, and she didn't know if she had been with Gu Qingyan for a long time, and her eyes could talk like Gu Qingyan.

Beiming suddenly smiled and comforted: "It's okay, you just accompany the master." ”

Su Xin nodded: "I've slept for a few hours, and the master is almost awake, I'll go and see the water and snacks." ”

"Well, go ahead." After Beiming finished speaking, he saw Su Xin jumping to the kitchen.

It's just that before he could retract his gaze, he heard Su Xin, who had just turned the corner, shout.

Bei Ming's arrival was like a gust of wind teleporting over, and he saw that there was no one around, Su Xin squatted in the corner, leaning against the wall, covering his head, and his shoulders were trembling.

"How? There are no injuries! ”

Beiming's whole body covered Su Xin, and his eyes swept around her to see if she was injured.

Su Xin subconsciously turned around and grabbed Bei Ming's arm, the panic in his eyes had not yet dissipated, but he was already explaining what had happened to Bei Ming.

"Just now I saw a black bird 'snap' and smashed it directly, and I was scared..."

Following her words, Beiming turned his head to look around, and saw that in the grass not far away, there was a black bird lying in the autumn.

Beiming helped Suxin to stand up first, patted her on the back and comforted her, before walking towards the bird.

There was a broken arrow stuck in the bird's body, Beiming knew it, and before he could speak, the owner of the arrow appeared in Beiming's sight.

"Gong, Gongzi, Sister Suxin."

It's none other than the winter stone that Beiming explained to go out to inspect before.

Bei Ming shook the breathing bird in his hand and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

Dongshi explained: "This flew out of the backyard of the inn where Li Linyu stayed. ”

Dongshi and Dongsheng went to stare at Li Linyu, but they didn't expect a blackbird to fly out of the backyard of the inn where Li Linyu lived not long ago, and the two keenly felt that this bird was not quite right.

So Dongshi followed it, wanting to see where it was going, but he didn't know, and as soon as Dongshi found it, he flew straight to the other courtyard.

"It wandered around for a while, and then was about to fly in, so I gave him an arrow, but I didn't expect it to fall here, and it scared Sister Suxin, sorry."

Dongshi said, touching his head embarrassedly.

The blackbird rushed in because of the momentum of the short arrow, and brought it to him.

"I didn't expect it, there are too." Beiming whispered.

He is no stranger to short arrows, and he is not unfamiliar with blackbirds, isn't this similar to the one they caught in Weishui City.

"You go back first, continue to stare at Li Linyu, this blackbird can't go back, when the time comes, let's see if Li Linyu has anything else that he hasn't taken out."

Beiming instructed Dongshi.

"Yes." Dongshi nodded, then left the courtyard and went back to find Dongsheng.

During the time when Gu Qingyan was sleeping, Han Yan found the stronghold of the dark pile according to what Xu Shaolin said, and after the dark pile knew his intention, he found someone who knew about the events of that day to come and talk back.

What the dark pile said was similar to what he knew from the sub-period, but it only provided Han Yan with a possible clue.

"There are a lot of foreigners in the West Market of Jicheng, the young owner can go there to take a look, maybe there are clues."

They had tracked down the Assassin before, but it was unclear who they were going for at the moment, so they only stopped there.

Now seeing that Hanyan wanted to continue the investigation, he directly sent someone to follow and help on the side.

In the West Market, the signs hanging at the street entrance are decorated with cloth patterns, and the patterns outlined on them are not the outfits of a specific thing, although they are regular, but also abstract.

The colors are rich and fill the whole sight, compared to the other styles of Jicheng, this place is really unique.

"Who are the foreigners here?" Han Yan asked the secret guard who followed him.

"The people of the Northern Desert, the people of Xilong, the Xuanye tribe..."

The dark guard briefly introduced the characteristics of these people to Han Yan, so that Han Yan could distinguish them.

"Most of them have been here for some years, and they can also speak Nanwan."

This way it will be much easier for them to communicate.

Han Yan had a general understanding of the situation, so he and the dark guard first found a roadside stall and sat down.

"What does this master want to buy today, or what do you want to ask and find someone?"

Xiao Er brought up a bowl of steaming milk tea, and asked Han Yan directly about their purpose.

Han Yan smiled and said, "How do you know that I want to buy something or ask someone for something?" ”

Xiao Er grinned: "You Nanwan people come here, it's nothing more than these three things, no one said that they came to wander around." ”

After all, the West Market is not big, and it is a commercial and residential together, in the final analysis, it can be described as a messy number of people, such a place, the general Nanwan people do not come easily, and they come with a strong purpose.

Xiao Er's stall is at this street corner, and if you see more people, you can naturally tell it.

"Clever, I want to buy something, but I don't know where to buy it, the second brother is so clever, can you do me a favor?"

As he spoke, Han Yan took a piece of silver from the money bag around his waist and put it on the table.

How much money is money, no one will have trouble with money, Xiao Er is naturally full of joy when he sees the silver.

His stall, to be honest, doesn't rely on those bowls of milk tea to make money.

"Master, you say."

Xiao Er rubbed his hands, his eyes were shining, and he was bound to put the silver in his pocket.

Han Yan asked, "I want to buy a sword, but I don't want people to easily see that it's a sword, but there is a way?" ”

Han Yan knew from the dark pile before that not only Jicheng, but also Quannanwan, there were very few people who specialized in making umbrella swords or the like.

Xiao Er's eyes rolled, his brows tightened slightly, and he looked like he didn't know about this thing.

"Master, I can tell you one or two about this long sword and short sword, but like you said, I really haven't heard of the small one."

Xiao Er laughed dryly twice, showing sincerity.

Han Yan didn't say anything, so he asked, "Well, it's rare, otherwise I wouldn't have come all the way here..."

Halfway through his words, Han Yan deliberately glanced at Xiao Er, wanting to see how he reacted.

When Xiao Er saw the exact appearance of what Han Yan said, he pondered a little in his heart, and still said that he really didn't know.

"Well, if you point me to the one or two of the long and short swords you mentioned, I'll take a look."

After speaking, Han Yan put the broken silver in front of Xiao Er.

Xiao Er happily put away the silver, immediately pointed out the way to Han Yan, and sent him away.

As soon as Han Yan left, Xiao Er hurriedly waved to a sloppy person across the street, and said in a low voice: "Go to Lao Khan's house and say, someone is looking for an umbrella sword." ”

The man nodded and took the copper plate, and walked into the long street, but neither of them noticed it, and when he passed the first alley, the messenger was followed by Han Yan.

The old sweat they spoke of was burly, with strong muscles and bronzed skin, making him look extraordinarily strong.

At this time, he was in the house changing the medicine on the wound of a man who was tall and strong, but had a bad face.

"You can't stay in the city anymore, those people have been tracking down your whereabouts." The old Khan muttered in their native language.

His companion had been recuperating from his wounds for two days, and when he came two days ago his back was covered in blood, not a small wound but almost all of it had broken his blood.

This caused people to fall into a coma as soon as they entered the door, and only woke up early this morning.

"The information is wrong, and I am like this." The young man's voice was weak, and he said with some anger.

The information they had received earlier said that Nanwan's Qinrui Emperor Ji would arrive at the palace annex two days ago, and it happened that there were indeed people entering and leaving the palace annex that day, so it was only at night that he started to act.

He couldn't know which room Emperor Qinrui was in, so he simply put ecstasy incense on all the houses that he found that people were in and out....

"You didn't investigate and understand it yourself, and there were omissions, but it's good that people haven't been removed, and you are startled." After the old sweat finished bandaging, he motioned to the young man to put on his own clothes.

"Hmph." The young man sneered, "I won't stop there, in Xishi, no matter how much power he has in King Yu, he can't move me." ”

Old Khan brought the medicine and motioned for him to drink it: "The palace courtyard has now strengthened the guards, if you do this, if you go again, you will be sent to death." ”

"It's okay, she's going to leave the other hospital after all."

With that, the young killer smiled coldly.

"Someone is coming, hide it!"

Old Khan sensed movement outside the door, lowered his voice, and told the young killer to hide first.

The figure of the young killer moved, disappeared through the back door, and the old sweat quickly settled into the house, and then went out.

In the front yard of the simple house, a sloppy man lay face down, blood oozing from under his body, and there was a slight temperature.

"Who's coming?"

Old Khan asked as he walked towards the empty door.

The words fell, and Han Yan's figure appeared in front of Lao Khan's eyes.

"The man who is looking for the sword." Cold Rock Road.

"I don't forge swords." Old Khan said word by word.

His Nanwan dialect was deliberately standard, but it also showed that he was wary of Hanyan.

The person in front of him is by no means a good type, this is what the old Khan commented on Han Yan, he just took a cursory look at the corpse on the ground, and he could judge whether it was a sword killing, whether there was a chance to struggle and resist at all.

"Then I'll buy an umbrella." Han Yan said coldly.

In Lao Khan's yard, there are umbrellas that are pasted and dried, and there are also semi-finished products that are being polished on the umbrella bones.

"Your Excellency, come with me."

Old Khan took a step back, intending to let Han Yan in to choose, after all, he also knew that it would be impossible to let Han Yan into the house.

Before entering the house, Old Khan looked at the corpse again, and he thought that Sloppy must have come to pass on something to him.