The sound of wind and drums, although there is a plague and chaos outside, there is a formation defense inside Qincheng, except that people cannot enter and exit freely as usual, it is still a lively scene.

On Suzaku Street, Qingyuan held three strings of saltwater meatballs in his hand, and he bit it so much that it was fragrant.

Although this food is unique, it is still inferior to these special snacks in taste.

Behind him, Jiang Beiwang pushed his wheelchair with some despair.

He was a black-clothed spy of the Wanguo Mansion, and he was reduced to a situation where there was no one to help push the cart.

Mingyulou, located in the tributary of the Moon River, on the shore of the Moon Lake, a few days ago, it was still a place for dignitaries to linger.

It's just that Qingyuan is standing as far as the eye can see, and this place is full of gloom.

The Qingqi people who could still hide in the mundane days were all gone at this time.

No one even dared to drink alcohol, and there was a group of yacha who made up for their popularity.

"My lord, this is it." Jiang Beiwang pushed the cart a little panting.

Qing Yuan glanced at him when he heard this.

"Your body is too weak, you have to practice in the future."

"The adults laughed, Jiang is just a crippled ......"

"Then you should be crippled, find a time to chop your hands, so as not to let people find out your hands." Qingyuan stopped the meaningless conversation.

Jiang Beiwang's face suddenly turned pale, he looked at his hands, they were indeed whiter, not only white, but also very well-proportioned, ordinary people who were soaked in wine all day long could not do this, but would be a little swollen.

When they arrived at the team, the two of them had just stood still.

"Who are you, and what are you here for?" A yacha came over and pointed at Qingyuan and asked.

Qingyuan handed over the waist card.

When the yacha saw this, his brows furrowed.

"People from the House of Nations? Let's go in, the people from the Onmyoji Division have already arrived earlier. ”

These yacha are the local control departments in Qincheng, although their power is slightly inferior to that of Wanguofu and Yin-Yang Division, but their status is equal, and they don't need to be tied to Qingyuan.

"Thank you."

Qing Yuan casually said a word of insincere thanks, and then finally thought of Jiang Beiwang behind him, and carried a wheelchair up the stone steps with one hand.

Jiangbei Wang: ......

In Mingyu Building, because of the murder, it is natural that it cannot continue to receive customers.

This murder case is the poisoning of Mingyulou chosen by Jiangbei Wang for Qingyuan.

The poisoners were three interior ministers, and the poison was Gu snake venom, colorless and odorless, and it died when you entered it.

How it was poisoned is unknown. The killer is equally unknown.

At present, the suspects identified include several Qingqi people who appeared that night, a food delivery boy, and a few guests who came to toast.

Walk into the Mingyu Building, where the decoration style is quite orderly, the internal space is dominated by the corridor, but the middle is a courtyard, in which the stage is scattered, guests can watch the performance here, and there is a screen box next to it, which takes into account the privacy of the guests.

"Two adults." Just as the two were enjoying the scenery, a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked towards the two.

"You are?" Qingyuan looked at the woman, the posture of a weak willow girl, but she had a mature body.

"The slave family is the shopkeeper of this Mingyulou."

"You're a bustard?" Qingyuan couldn't hold back, and said what he thought in his heart in one fell swoop.

The plain-clothed woman's face was suddenly covered with a thin layer of anger, but she couldn't attack.

"The two adults came to my building for the murder?" The plain-clothed woman set her eyes on Jiang Beiwang.

Because of entering Mingyu Building, Qingyuan seemed to have a conscience and took the initiative to push the car for Jiang Beiwang, which made the plain woman dislike Qingyuan and naturally turned to the "principal".

"Exactly." Jiang Beiwang replied politely, "I also asked the girl to take me to the scene of the crime to have a look." ”

The plain-clothed woman looked at the yacha at the door and nodded: "The two of you come with me." ”

Qingyuan cart followed.

The willow waist is modeled, bypassing the Yuliang painting screen.

"The view here is really good, and when it reopens in the future, I will definitely come here to visit the old ...... Girl's business. ”

Hearing Qingyuan's words, the plain-clothed woman stumbled under her feet, but she sped up her pace and didn't say a word.

"My lord, don't talk nonsense." Jiang Beiwang suddenly reminded.

The plain-clothed woman and Qingyuan pricked up their ears at the same time.

The woman in plain clothes was because Jiang Beiwang actually called this obviously immature young man an adult, which made her regret her attitude just now.

Qingyuan wanted to know what other doorways were there.

"Adults don't know, this Ming Yulou is usually not open to this ring of mountains and rivers, only when a few big names in the building have excellent lyrics and music ready to sing and dance, will be performed here, usually times, only the front yard will be opened."

"Why is that?" Qingyuan looked at the outside of the surrounding landscape pavilion, the green forest of Qingbo, a beautiful scenery, "Won't this live up to this beautiful scenery?" ”

Jiang Beiwang could clearly see at this time that the embarrassed plain-clothed landlord in front of him had begun to appear embarrassing black lines.

"Your Excellency."

Jiang Beiwang reminded Qingyuan in a low voice.

"Why, old ...... Doesn't the shopkeeper think so? ”

The shopkeeper turned around stiffly and squeezed out a reluctant smile, but his demeanor and appearance were too good, and he didn't look like a black man was slacking or rude.

"Adults can call the little girl Su Niang, don't ...... Plus older. "Speaking of which, it was already a bit of a gritted tooth.

"As for the waste that adults say, in my opinion, if those ordinary people see it every day, it is better to read it every day, and if they see it too much, they will get used to it, but they will not take it to heart, then it is also a kind of blasphemy against this beautiful scenery."

Su Niang replied to Qingyuan and took the two to a private room.

Qingyuan nodded: "Old ...... Su Niang has a point. ”

"Bang!"

The door to the private room was violently pushed open.

That's Su Niang's slender jade hand.

In the private room, five men and women looked over with strange looks on their faces.

Su Niang brought the two in.

In the private room, the dim but elegant candle flame was lit, and the wooden screen was shattered, and the frantic struggle of the dying man could be vaguely seen.

The five of them wore different styles of costumes, but they were all full of colorful characteristics. new world

Two women and three men.

Both women are covered with light veils, and their bodies are shrouded in slim robes woven from light ayara.

Among the three men, one is young, one is young and one is old.

The young man looked very evil, and his heavy eye shadow seemed as if he had not slept for more than ten days.

The young man and the old man were common, and stood respectfully behind the young man at this moment.

Seeing Qingyuan and the two, one of the two women frowned in a more bold dress.

"The Yin and Yang Division is doing things, and the idle people are still avoiding."

Su Niang walked up to her and whispered a few times in the other woman's ear.

"Wanguofu Jiangbei looks."

Jiang Bei saw that the other party did not take himself and others in his eyes, and couldn't help but remind him.

"The House of Nations?" The woman next to Su Niang glanced at the two of them.

"I wonder what the two of you are doing here?"

The young man who followed the wicked boy spoke.

Qing Yuan looked at this and the woman who had exited before, but he was thinking in his heart that among the five people, I was afraid that only the young man and the light veil woman behind him were in charge.

"Handling the case." Qingyuan stepped forward and flashed his waist card.

This scene made the woman next to Su Niang remember it in her heart.

"Joke, case? We've taken this place, so let's leave. ”

The young man looked rather irritable.

Qingyuan ignored the other party's unreasonableness, and instead looked at the young man seriously.

"What are you looking at?"

When the old man saw Qingyuan's gaze, he stood in front of the young man.

Su Niang on the side saw this scene, it stands to reason that as the host, she should come forward to mediate at this time, but she was not lightly angered by Qingyuan before, so she was happy to see him make some ugliness.

Qingyuan turned his head and seemed to want to continue looking, but the old man's defense did not leak.

Helpless, he had no choice but to point to the old man: "You, go away." ”

"Presumptuous!"

The young man suddenly couldn't suppress his anger, his momentum was windless, and he took out the sword on his body and stabbed at Qingyuan.

"Thirteen!"

A soft cry came from behind the old man.

The young man's momentum suddenly stopped.

"Don't be rude." The young man pulled heavy dark circles under his eyes and said in a low voice.

"Yes."

"What is it?" Qingyuan walked in front of the young man.

In Jiangbeiwang's gaze, which felt a little bad.

Qing Yuan kicked over the young man, and the force was so great that he directly made him roll several times in the air.

……

The air suddenly fell silent.

The eyes of everyone in the room were fixed on Qingyuan's foot that had not yet had time to retract.

"Are you...... Want to die? The evil boy looked at Qing Yuan faintly, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"Wait." Jiang Beiwang hurriedly spoke.

"What are you......"

"Ghost Night."

The woman standing next to Su Niang spoke.

"What, Mi Nu, you can't stop me too?"

"Your Excellency." Jiang Beiwang stepped forward and glanced at Qingyuan.

Qingyuan withdrew his feet indifferently, and then lay on the ground holding his abdomen.

"It hurts me, oops."

Once again, the quiet air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

"What are you...... Looking for death. The boy couldn't hold back any longer, but it was the old man who struck.

A withered palm, mediocre.

In a hurry, Jiang Beiwang couldn't hide himself, these people from the Yin and Yang family were crazy, if they didn't resist, they would really die.

An iron gall shot out of the wheelchair's hidden compartment and went straight to the old man's door.

The old man tilted his head slightly, his body was crooked, and he landed on the ground to one side, and picked up the young man who was also covering his abdomen and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but raise his vigilance a little against the scoundrel who fell to the ground.

A simple kick made Qingyi incapacitated.

However, he looked sideways at the iron gall embedded in the beams.

"Iron gall? Are you from the Mo family? ”

The young man stared at Jiang Bei, and didn't pay attention to Qingyuan for a while.

But it was the Su Niang who continued to watch her pompous performance with great interest, but there were only blood stains......

Really hurt?

At this time, not only the ghost boy was stunned, but even Jiang Beiwang was a little unsure of what to do.

The crowd looked at the young man again.

"I didn't, it can't be, it's not me."

The young man gritted his teeth and looked at Qingyuan.

"The sword is invisible, and in a single thought, it pierces the big points around me, Your Excellency is so powerful in martial arts."