Li Xiangru's face suddenly became gloomy, this gloom in the eyes of the little ghost made him tremble, and he carefully wondered if he had said something wrong? He could even feel a faint murderous aura from Li Xiangru's body. This situation is extremely bad for him, or Li Xiangru's goal has been achieved, so he has no use value?

With trepidation, the imp asked tentatively and whispered, "That...... I know where he hid his gold, or I would have taken it out to honor you?"

Li Xiangru came back from his contemplation by this question, and said a soft "oh" before saying anything else.

The little ghost was in a hurry, what did this "oh" mean? Just as he wanted to continue to show his loyalty, he heard Li Xiangru ask.

"Where are the letters?"

When he moved in, Li Xiangru once inspected the house, and Yaxing once said that the previous owner was in a hurry, just because his mother was seriously ill, but he checked the house, and the traces in the house were in a hurry than expected, and even someone turned over to search for something. In other words, the house has been searched. Well, everything is not so simple. There was no one living in the back of the house, not only because of the little ghost's trouble, but more likely because there was once a secret hidden here. At first, he had also noticed the surroundings, and he felt that there were always some people around him, consciously or unconsciously, staring at this courtyard, and from the experience of the years he had been in the barracks, those people, he felt more like people from the official family. Combined with some of the things that the little ghost talked about, it is very likely that this owner has some clues and has been tracked down.

If it was just a small official, after being greedy for ink and silver, he would have chosen to settle elsewhere, rather than in Ning'an Town, where the capital and the forces of all parties were entangled. It is very likely that those silver taels are not greedy for ink, but a reward for paying other costs. I'm afraid he is not in his hometown now, he should have been killed.

After staring at these houses for a period of time without any avail, people have given up on surveillance, which means that it is very likely that they feel that what they are looking for is no longer here, or that they have given up looking for these things.

The little ghost's expression was a little twisted, and he asked tentatively, "Gold, don't you want a letter?"

Li Xiangru frowned, and his face was gloomy.

The little ghost was stupid, jumped on the roof, there seemed to be a treasure chest of his in the dark gap of the roof, and after a moment of stagnation, he jumped down, holding a pile of letters in his arms, and put it down in front of Li Xiangru. Li Xiangru squatted down, rummaged for a while, and found a letter with a feather red vermilion seal, and after opening it, a line of familiar handwriting slowly came into view, his eyes were obscure, and his brows sometimes loosened and finally wrinkled.

The little ghost walked slowly around Li Xiangru, looking at Li Xiangru who was immersed in foreign objects tiptoeing close to the window, he looked back at Li Xiangru in a daze with a snickering face, just wanted to go over the window, but was pulled by a huge suction, as if he was in a whirlpool in the huge sea, and he fell into it without being able to borrow, leaving him in the room only to shout angrily: "Li Xiangru, you despicable and shameless villain, talking is not ......"

Li Xiangru stood up, his eyes fixed on the letterhead, and with his other hand gently withdrew the containing bottle into his arms. This bottle was originally given by the national teacher Chen Qingfeng as compensation for his injury, and the Yin and Yang family also has the ability to ask ghosts and gods, and this bottle can be used as a container to contain the evil spirits in the mortal world, at least there is no problem with receiving this little ghost.

The little ghost stayed in the bottle with an aggrieved face, and Li Xiangru didn't even ask his name.

Four years ago, the commander Lu Changfeng was convicted of treason by those scholars and scholars in the court, and the high-ranking Emperor Jingzhi did not mention anything about the destruction of the marshal's mansion with a tacit attitude.

Cheng Liben, a veteran general whose status and prestige is far higher than that of Lu Changfeng, is seventy years old and rare for this matter, dressed in military uniform, upright, standing in front of the palace hall with a long halberd in his hand, glaring angrily at those civil ministers, and the courtiers and all those who have some conscience are silently walking around it, and the hundred and ten military generals of the court and the civil servants dare not look at each other!

Lu Changfeng was seriously injured by the assassination of the Loulan foreign clan in Gongzhou, and the court issued eleven holy decrees to urgently recall the commander, and said that even if the body was dead, it must be transported back to the capital, and even the date and time of returning to the city had been determined. was appeased by the military advisor An Zifeng. An Zifeng designed, claiming that the commander had died. It marched in two ways, all the way led by An Zifeng, escorting the coffin of the commander back to the capital with 5,000 military armor. Within Gongzhou, under the armor of 5,000 troops, no one from the Loulan foreign clan dared to touch the edge, and when they met the border with Yanzhou outside Gongzhou, they encountered the enemy's frenzied attack. Among them, the Deadpool sent by the Wenchen of the natural peace faction in the court, among them are the thirteen sword cultivators of the sword mound belonging to the West of the Earth who "collect money and eliminate disasters for others", and there are also seven sword cultivators of the Demon Sect Abyss, plus twenty-one sorcerers in Lou Landi, and the four forces formed by the remnants of Qi and Yan attacked them separately.

The Gongzhou army was forty miles close to the red city of Yanzhou, and Feixin asked the city lord to send troops to support, but there was no news!!

When Hongcheng Chengist replied to the court's questioning, he said that he had never received any distress signal, not even the beacon fire. Although, in order to appease the people's grievances, the head of the owner of Hongcheng City was hung on the meridian pillar of the noon gate, his voice of injustice still echoed over the noon gate and did not disperse for a long time.

On that day, at the beginning, even if the Lu family army was unwilling to be angry, it still maintained iron-blooded military discipline, and no one retreated, and no one was afraid. Flesh and blood, all annihilated thirteen sword cultivators in the Western Sword Shrine, seven sword cultivators of the Demon Sect, killed half of the wizards in Loulan, Qi Yan's remnants were almost wiped out, and Wenchen Zhongdi Deadpool also died under the iron cavalry of the Lu family's army.

It was a glorious battle in spite of defeat! Even though the country was betrayed, he still fought bravely to kill the enemy and maintain the honor and pride of the land in front of him.

If Hongcheng can send troops to support, An Zifeng will not die, and the remaining one thousand and thirty nameless and endlessly tired Lu Jiajun will not die!

At that time, An Zifeng's decision was that the remaining 200 men retreated, and only later did he know that the death order given to them by the military advisor was to ensure that Li Xiangru was alive! Even if all the 200 people died, Li Xiangru must not die! Li Xiangru was the only hope! It was the only hope for the Lu Jiajun to seek justice and for the division commander to rehabilitate his grievances!

Until they died, none of the two centurions had ever revealed this information to Li Xiangru! Before they died, they just stared at Li Xiangru with a smile and told him, live, take revenge!

Li Xiangru's eyes were like tears raining down, and his hands kept shaking while holding the envelope.

The bluebird feathers and cinnabar are the characteristics of the letters of the Lujiajun in Gongzhou! The only one that cannot be forged is the landmarks! The few pages of the letter contain the secrets of some officials of the DPRK and China, and it can also be said that some ministers of the DPRK and China have colluded with Loulandi as evidence of the crime. This is the real reason why the owner of the yard was hunted down and killed.

The content of the letter was earnest, and troops were sent to escort the coffin of the commander back to the capital, and the strong enemy attacked to save Lu Jiaerlang!

The contents of the letter were like blood and tears, and he could not even imagine that he had always been confident, and a Confucian arrogant and heroic military advisor was so "groveling" for these brothers!

Li Xiangru survived, and the 200 people rushed into the camp of countless enemy troops in order to cover his retreat, and no one turned back! No one flinched! Even if Wei Rong who met him today had a strong color of resentment and jealousy in his eyes today, but on that day, he was also a warrior in front of the enemy!

Therefore, he didn't hate Wei Rong, and even felt that he owed him a life! Sometimes he thought that it would be good to accompany him with his life, and he would no longer be so tired when he lived!

It had been a long time, and it was only now that he saw the contents of the letterhead, that he suddenly came to his senses. Except for him, there is no one who can support this heavy burden! The Gongzhou Dilujia army turned into a pot of porridge after hearing the bad news that Shishuai was killed, and many generals and soldiers secretly sneaked into the capital with enthusiasm to assassinate the emperor and assassinate Wenchen, but most of their assassinations were to vent their anger, and many innocent people were also implicated, and even some of them had been blinded by revenge, and secretly threw themselves into Qi, and the remnants of the subordinates were stumbling to the death with the growing empire of Jingguo. The remaining sergeants in Gongzhou have also been divided and suppressed in the past few years...... The invincible and proud of Lou Land, the 300,000 Lu family army was gone! Only one roaring army soul resounded on the battlefield of the undead.

Li Xiangru can't evaluate that they must be wrong, but he still can't agree with it in his heart.

He remembered Liu Qing.

When Huang Xiaowei talked to him about the killing of Feng Bokang, the deputy patrol envoy of the Left Army, he had already vaguely reminded him that the people around him may not have changed all the time, they have always been the same person before!

Liu Qingqing is not a really brave and fearless person, he is a mortal. It may have been a bloody weapon to turn his body into a vengeful weapon at the beginning, even if a moth fights a fire. But he didn't. Perhaps it was the prosperity of the capital, and the fetters of his wife and children in his family slowly cooled his heart, and he didn't want to be completely reduced to the likes of the guards of the capital, but he also didn't have the courage to break through.

After Li Xiangru came to the capital, he had suppressed the restlessness for many years and the blood that he had once had tumbled out from the bottom of his body, but the capital was a gentle mound, and those gentleness and comfort had made him have a kind of distortion when he was combined. The decision was made back then, but now it is difficult to get out.

Liu Qing went against his will and made his own decisions, but he was still silent in front of Huang Xiaowei, because Liu Qing was his person. However, he is still a little uncertain about what to do with Liu Qing.

After a long time, he carefully tucked the letterhead into his bosom. looked out the window at the tearful rain and was silently in a daze.

He thought his tears had dried up, but he never thought that there would still be tears. It is said that when a person does not shed tears, it is not because his heart is full of happiness, but because his heart has become harder. Perhaps, Lee Sang-ru should make his heart a little harder.

Li Xiangru closed the window, clenched his fists, and slowly walked under the felt, closing his tired eyes.

Perhaps, his heart should slowly harden and become harder!