Chapter 466: The Killer

The highest place in the coal and green mountains is not the Shouhuang Palace, but the Xiuran Pavilion.

Standing in the Xiuran Pavilion, you can have a bird's-eye view of the entire coal green mountain.

Xiuran Pavilion is full of pine and cypress, no matter winter or summer, it is verdant.

At this time, Yang Jincheng was sitting in Xiuran Pavilion.

There was no light in the pavilion, and he was obscured by the shadow of a tree, and from a distance, he could not even see the corner of his clothes.

Someone crept in and whispered, "The man is dead, and those Flying Fish Guards have been captured." ”

Yang Jincheng nodded and said, "Don't stay alive." ”

Of course, those few Flying Fish Guards can't stay, and if they want to stay, they won't let Wu Jiang go to the old prince's mansion to find someone.

The flying fish guards in the old king's mansion are all raw melon eggs who have not yet officially joined the company.

"Where's the head?" Yang Jincheng asked softly.

His voice was very soft and soft, like a sympathetic whisper, and like a spring breeze.

The entourage said: "The name of the Yulin Army who took the head is Ji Kun, who joined the army six years ago, and his father was also in the Yulin Army, so there is no problem with his background. He took the head and buried it behind a stone outside the camp, and according to the rules, he had to wait until tomorrow when someone from above would come before making a decision. ”

"Did you send someone to keep an eye on it?" Yang Jincheng asked.

"Sent, by the way, the six Yulin soldiers in the Shouhuang Palace are all dead, and they were stabbed to death by bamboo poles." The attendant said.

"Let people go and find out who is killing people with bamboo poles on the rivers and lakes." Yang Jincheng said.

"The subordinates have asked Master Feng, and he said that no one uses bamboo poles to kill people, unless they are used casually, but that person does not seem to be taken casually, he really uses bamboo poles to kill. Master Feng also said that this person should not be a famous assassin in the rivers and lakes. The attendant said, the Master Feng in his mouth was Yang Jincheng's guard leader, and he also came today, among the four attendants who were trembling with fright.

Master Feng had seen the assassin's murderous methods throughout the whole process, and since he said so, it would not be wrong.

"A killer with such high martial arts skills is not well-known in the rivers and lakes?" The attendant muttered to himself.

Yang Jincheng said coldly: "Isn't the person who killed Yang Jinxuan also unable to find out?" ”

The entourage was stunned, and a thought flashed through his mind, could it be that this person who appeared in the Shouhuang Palace was the same group as the one who killed Yang Jinxuan?

Yang Jincheng sneered: "It seems that the news is true, what they want is my head, what the ghosts of the first emperor are used to bluff, but they just want to lure me over." ”

Two days ago, Yang Jincheng was attacked again, and this is the second time in recent days that he has been attacked.

The last time he was attacked, he was careless, but this time it was he who wanted to lure the snake out of the hole. So he was not injured and caught one of them.

According to the man's confession, he was a bounty killer, and someone had a dark flower to protect the head of Yang Jincheng, the prince of the country, with a bounty of 10,000 taels.

10,000 taels of silver is enough to make most of the martial arts moved, not to mention these bounty killers.

In addition, the bounty killer also confessed one thing, that is, the manifestation of the first emperor of Coal Qingshan, which was done by another bounty killer he knew, the so-called first emperor, which was pretended to be by the killer.

But this person didn't know why the killer wanted to pretend to be the ghost of the first emperor, he had only heard about it.

Of course, this person didn't just talk about it, he also said a lot of things he knew, such as who killed Li Dabang in Baoding Mansion, and who killed the old Wang family in Kaifeng, Henan, but all the secret news that came out of the killer circle, he confessed everything, with only one purpose, to let him live.

Yang Jincheng asked people to check again and again, and among what this person said, the credibility was seventy or eighty.

That is to say, it is possible that there is a murder and pretending to be the ghost of the emperor of Daxing, and it is more likely that someone wants to buy his head with a bounty of 10,000 taels.

If these two things are connected again, Yang Jincheng's eyes suddenly brightened, the person who laid down this bureau was not only the enemy of the Yang family, but he also knew that Emperor Daxing was not dead, in other words, he might even know that the little emperor on the dragon chair was not the blood of the first emperor.

That's why they first sent murderers to pretend to be the ghost of the first emperor and spread the news, which made people panic and made the Yang family suspicious.

Then, this person wants to buy Yang Jincheng's head again.

The Yang family's focus is on the ghost of the first emperor, and everyone in the capital knows about it, if at this time, Yang Jincheng is dead, if he hangs his head on the coal green mountain and hangs it in the Shouhuang Palace, then Yang Jincheng's death can be counted on the first emperor.

It was the ghost of the first emperor who killed Yang Jincheng!

The first emperor was dissatisfied with the Yang family, dissatisfied with the Yang family's control of the government, and dissatisfied with the Yang family for making a little emperor who was not produced by the first emperor.

It's all so perfect, and there's really no more perfect cause and effect than all of this.

Therefore, Yang Jincheng came to Coal Qingshan, he was going to die here, he wanted his head to be cut off, just tonight, in the Shouhuang Palace, in front of the Daxing Emperor Zi Palace.

And tonight, everything went well, but to Yang Jincheng's disappointment, the ghost of Emperor Daxing did not appear.

Other than that, everything went according to his plan.

At this moment, another attendant ran up quickly, lowered his voice and said, "Lord Shizi, someone has poached people's heads. ”

"Did you keep up?" Yang Jincheng asked unhurriedly, this was also in his plan.

"You don't have to follow, you can recognize who it is at a glance." The attendant said.

"Who is it?" Yang Jincheng asked in a deep voice.

"It's the little monk named Wuqing, his bald head reflects the light in the moonlight, and he can recognize it as a bald donkey at a glance." Retinue of the Word.

"Is that him? This is unexpected, where did he go with the head? But the master who handed it over? Yang Jincheng asked.

"No, he took the head to the Shouhuang Palace." The attendant replied.

"Shouhuang Palace?" Yang Jincheng stood up from the beauty, in the dark, there were two points of light dancing in his eyes, like two flames, this was the moment he had been waiting for, someone really wanted to hang his head in the Shouhuang Palace.

"Let's go, this son wants to see it with his own eyes." As he spoke, he got up and was about to walk out of Xiuran Pavilion.

The two attendants hurriedly stopped him and said, "Shizi, the current situation is undecided, and it is too dangerous for you to go." ”

Yang Jincheng retracted his steps, he was excited just now, but now that he has calmed down, he really shouldn't show up now.

He sat back down on the beauty and said, "Let's go again." ”

The attendant had gone in response, the trail was narrow enough for only one person to walk through, he had gone up and down the mountain road several times tonight, and he was already familiar with the road, and this time, he did not know that someone was quietly following him behind him.

He came all the way to the Shouhuang Palace, a mess in the Shouhuang Palace, with six corpses lying horizontally, these were the six Yulin Army, and the killer holding a bamboo pole had long since disappeared.

In the middle of the six corpses, a futon, on which a young monk sits.