When Lu Yi returned to Songgu Courtyard, Zhao Lei was leaning against the door and looking, watching Lu Yi come back intact, he spit out a long breath, his legs were straight and weak, and the whole person slid down to the ground like noodles.

Lu Yi strode up to him and lifted him up with one hand.

"What are you doing standing here? Get on in. ”

"How's your injury?" Zhao Lei looked like Wangfu Stone outside the station, of course, because he was not at ease. If you want to change to usual, Lu Yi will not worry even if he goes out for a year or two without a letter, but now it is different.

Lu Yi wasn't injured!

"It's fine." Lu Yi raised his arm and shook it twice, and said, "The injury is well wrapped, it doesn't break and it doesn't hurt much." Have you had dinner? ”

"No, I'll use it when you come back."

Lu Yi changed the clothes on his body, and there was blood and mud on it, and it was very dirty. The little eunuch who was dialed by the palace to serve the two of them took out the dirty clothes and fetched hot water to serve Lu Yi to wash his face.

Zhao Lei took advantage of his change of clothes and quickly looked at his injury, and there was no blood oozing from the white cloth belt, so it seemed that the injury was fine.

"There are so many people in the palace, why do you have to go to track down the assassins?" Zhao Lei inevitably nagged a few sentences: "I was thinking just now, seeing that the sun is about to set, I am afraid that there will be danger everywhere on the mountain at night, who can find the assassin hiding somewhere?" Maybe you'll get cold arrows, it's too dangerous. ”

Lu Yi smiled: "Speaking of Wenchou Wuluo, it can be said that among the guards, it can be said that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but today to track down the traces of assassins, they are also inferior to me." ”

Zhao Lei is not surprised by this.

Lu Yi doesn't like to read, doesn't follow the official career, I don't know where to learn a lot of strange skills, the hand of tracing the trail seems to have been learned from an old and dying Orion, according to what Lu Yi told him before, he can judge how tall and heavy the other party is from the clues of the grass blades that have been trampled down and the footprints on the muddy ground, how long he has been there, and how far away the other party is from the injuries and murder weapons, how much force he has used, and so on.

Zhao Lei is like listening to a book from heaven, even if Lu Yi has broken it up from beginning to end, he doesn't know how to deduce the four, five or six from the one, two, three in the front.

Lu Yi shook his head and said to him: "This matter probably also depends on talent." ”

Zhao Lei agrees with this.

He felt that he was born stupid and dull, and even if one or two points of aura came out of his mother's womb, he would probably grow all over the painting. And Lu Yi's talent is also rare, at least Zhao Lei has never heard of other people having such skills. There are many people in the world who can shoot arrows, and there are only one or two famous archers. There are countless people who can write, but how many people can be called calligraphy? Decades, hundreds of years can't produce one. Lu Yi's ability, if something big happens, and then it is written into the book, maybe he can become a legendary figure praised by future generations.

"And what have you been looking for most of the day?"

"Assassins are more than just a liner."

"Huh?"

"We have found the place where the Assassins have temporarily stayed, and from the traces left behind, it is likely that the Assassins were two or three groups of people from completely different backgrounds, who had not known each other before, and were even very wary of each other."

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When Lu Yi returned to Songgu Courtyard, Zhao Lei was leaning against the door and looking, watching Lu Yi come back intact, he spit out a long breath, his legs were straight and weak, and the whole person slid down to the ground like noodles.

Lu Yi strode up to him and lifted him up with one hand.

"What are you doing standing here? Get on in. ”

"How's your injury?" Zhao Lei looked like Wangfu Stone outside the station, of course, because he was not at ease. If you want to change to usual, Lu Yi will not worry even if he goes out for a year or two without a letter, but now it is different.

Lu Yi wasn't injured!

"It's fine." Lu Yi raised his arm and shook it twice, and said, "The injury is well wrapped, it doesn't break and it doesn't hurt much." Have you had dinner? ”

"No, I'll use it when you come back."

Lu Yi changed the clothes on his body, and there was blood and mud on it, and it was very dirty. The little eunuch who was dialed by the palace to serve the two of them took out the dirty clothes and fetched hot water to serve Lu Yi to wash his face.

Zhao Lei took advantage of his change of clothes and quickly looked at his injury, and there was no blood oozing from the white cloth belt, so it seemed that the injury was fine.

"There are so many people in the palace, why do you have to go to track down the assassins?" Zhao Lei inevitably nagged a few sentences: "I was thinking just now, seeing that the sun is about to set, I am afraid that there will be danger everywhere on the mountain at night, who can find the assassin hiding somewhere?" Maybe you'll get cold arrows, it's too dangerous. ”

Lu Yi smiled: "Speaking of Wenchou Wuluo, it can be said that among the guards, it can be said that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but today to track down the traces of assassins, they are also inferior to me." ”

Zhao Lei is not surprised by this.

Lu Yi doesn't like to read, doesn't follow the official career, I don't know where to learn a lot of strange skills, the hand of tracing the trail seems to have been learned from an old and dying Orion, according to what Lu Yi told him before, he can judge how tall and heavy the other party is from the clues of the grass blades that have been trampled down and the footprints on the muddy ground, how long he has been there, and how far away the other party is from the injuries and murder weapons, how much force he has used, and so on.

Zhao Lei is like listening to a book from heaven, even if Lu Yi has broken it up from beginning to end, he doesn't know how to deduce the four, five or six from the one, two, three in the front.

Lu Yi shook his head and said to him: "This matter probably also depends on talent." ”

Zhao Lei agrees with this.

He felt that he was born stupid and dull, and even if one or two points of aura came out of his mother's womb, he would probably grow all over the painting. And Lu Yi's talent is also rare, at least Zhao Lei has never heard of other people having such skills. There are many people in the world who can shoot arrows, and there are only one or two famous archers. There are countless people who can write, but how many people can be called calligraphy? Decades, hundreds of years can't produce one. Lu Yi's ability, if something big happens, and then it is written into the book, maybe he can become a legendary figure praised by future generations.

"And what have you been looking for most of the day?"

"Assassins are more than just a liner."

"Huh?"

"We have found the place where the Assassins have temporarily stayed, and from the traces left behind, it is likely that the Assassins were two or three groups of people from completely different backgrounds, who had not known each other before, and were even very wary of each other."