Volume I—Chapter 12

In the distance, at the end of the street, six knights in golden armor appeared first, then eight attendants holding vermilion lacquer fans and peacock barrier fans, and then a luxurious four-looking chariot drove over under the traction of four jujube red horses, followed by more than a dozen brocade-clothed guards on the left and right.

On the 14th day of the first month of the third year of Tianbao, the beginning of Hai.

Chang'an, Wannian County, Pingkangfang.

The guards were divided into more than a dozen teams, infiltrating the narrow alleys like mercury, searching back and forth. There are at least two of them on each team, because the fighting power of the other team is so amazing.

They had already driven that daring guy into the alley just now, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye? The team guarding Lang was gloomy, and ordered his men to watch the entrances and exits around them, not believing that the wounded guy had wings to fly out.

Today is bad enough, once the fire master dies, it will have a great impact on Chang'an's business, if the murderer can't be caught, his team will be at the end.

Boss, Wuhou is still there, a guard reminded.

The team was following his fingers and saw that the five martial marquis just now were tightly behind him, but they didn't come closer. He spat disdainfully: these wastes, leave them alone.

I saw that they had just struck the golden gong.

The team was frowning, and the soldiers knocked on the golden gong, which was a warning to the surrounding Wuhou shops. It won't be long before the entire Wuhou of Pingkangfang will be alarmed. After all, they guarded Lang and were not an official government, and they openly blocked a few alleys, just afraid that they would cause unnecessary trouble.

Let the sons and daughters go into the houses to search! Which is dissatisfied, take the money and gag it! Be quick! The team is gritting its teeth and ordering. Since that guy wasn't in the alleyway and didn't leave the area, he must have broken into a house.

The small alleys in this area are all ordinary people, and the yard is only two entrances at most. At this time, most of the people were watching the lights outside, guarding the empty door that Lang directly broke through. Occasionally, people who didn't go to their homes suddenly saw the door of their homes kicked open, and they trembled with fear. The guards usually threw down a few pieces of money and warned them not to tell what they saw. For a while, chickens flew and dogs jumped, like a tyrant going to the countryside to collect rent and taxes.

There were two guards looking all the way over, and suddenly saw a house in the corner in front of them, there was no light in the house, but the courtyard door was half-open. The two looked at each other and leaned over.

They did not rush in, but leaned down to look at the threshold with the lantern, and found a few drops of blood dripping from it, which had not yet coagulated. The two couldn't help but be overjoyed, first warning their surrounding partners, asking them to quickly get closer, and then drew their weapons and walked into the courtyard

Suddenly, a terrible scream pierced the night sky.

All the guards who were searching were startled, and when they heard that it was from their companions, they hurriedly gathered in the direction from which the voice came. The team rushed to the door of the house with a look of anger on their faces, and also noticed the blood on the threshold. However, he did not rush in, but ordered his men to surround the entire dwelling, and then rushed into the small courtyard with a few of his most elite men.

As soon as I entered the door, I first saw a small piece of vegetable furrow, and a guard was lying on the ridge, covered with blood, and I didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The team and the others immediately became on alert, armed with weapons, and walked forward cautiously step by step. Soon they saw that on the cover in front of the house, there was another guard, also drenched in blood. Most shockingly, a spiky spindle was piercing his left eye, and a spinning wheel was toppling to the ground.

Seeing such a tragic situation, everyone took a breath together, and this person was also ruthless.

The team ordered the two injured to be transported out as soon as possible, and then took the lead and kicked open the main house. As a result, they walked around the room, behind the couch bed, in the beam-top cabinet, and searched carefully, but found nothing. The guards found the left and right wings and the backyard, but there was no trace.

The guards outside reported back, but they didn't see anyone climb over the wall and leave—they even checked the dog hole in the corner.

The team was standing in the middle of the courtyard, pinching their chins and thinking for a moment, when suddenly their eyes lit up - there was still a place missing! He took three steps and two steps and rushed to the kitchen in the left wing. It is estimated that a large family lives here, so a large vaulted stove was built. The team saw fresh blood dripping from the dead branches in front of the stove. He shouted to the others to come quickly, then picked up an iron hook used to dig out the hearth and stabbed it fiercely.

Sure enough, halfway through the stab, the team felt as if they had stabbed something fleshy, soft. The team was pulling out a little and stabbed again. Again, until the team confirmed that the other party must not be able to resist, they let their subordinates dig out from the stove.

The guards quickly dragged a man out of the stove. The team stepped forward and was about to kick out first, but as soon as they lowered their heads, the smugness on their faces froze in an instant.

This is not Zhang Xiaojing, but one of the guards who entered the door just now!

The team understood in an instant what was going on.

Zhang Xiaojing knocked down the two guards who entered the door, first made the first one bloody and threw it at the door, so that the person who entered the door formed a mindset, and then disguised himself as the second one, and deliberately covered his left eye with a spindle - and the real second person was stuffed into the stove.

The courtyard is darkly lit, and even if the lantern is lit, people will not use their hearts to distinguish it in a hurry. While the team was still looking around in the house, Zhang Xiaojing had been carried out of the alley by the guards.

Chase! The team roared.

They quickly returned to the alley, but it was too late. Several of the guards fell to the ground, and there was only one wounded man on the stretcher, covered in blood, and the murderer had long since disappeared into the darkness. With a bang, the sledgehammer in the team's hand slammed into the earthen wall next to it.

However, Zhang Xiaojing's crisis at this time has not yet been resolved.

A group of Wuhou ran by on the street outside, busy arranging roads everywhere. More soldiers, farther away, pulled up the blockade and shouted noisily. Several street entrances were blocked. They may not have the will to fight as well as the guards and captivators, but they are more troublesome because they have the status of officers and soldiers.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't know why he was wanted, who issued the order, and what the crime was. Now Zhang Xiaojing is full of one thing - run!

After he broke away from Qu Lane, he relied on his familiarity with the terrain and quickly moved towards the door of Pingkangfang. But soon he found that the road ahead was closed, and he could not walk, so he had to hide behind a flag base, with his back against the wall. Zhang Xiaojing touched his lower abdomen, where the knife was the deepest, and it was still oozing blood.

Zhang Xiaojing felt that he was about to be crushed by exhaustion, he gasped and raised his head unintentionally. He saw the watchtower in the distance, signaling a purple light in this direction.

The signal was sent from the Great Watchtower, and the content was very simple, with only two words:

No refund.

Zhang Xiaojing immediately guessed the identity of the sender. This kind of expression can only be done by Yao Runeng, right?

But what if you don't retreat?

Zhang Xiaojing smiled bitterly. Yao Runeng sent a signal that he would not retreat, although he made his position clear, but it also implied that he was under great pressure, indicating that Jing'ansi's attitude had changed drastically, and Li Yu must have had an accident.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojing's one-eyed eyes were slightly dim, without the support of Jing'an Division behind him, how far could the investigation go? What an irony it is that Que Lehodo is about to destroy Chang'an, but the only person who still cares about this matter has become the enemy of the entire Chang'an City.

The purple lights in the watchtower in the distance were still flickering, but Zhang Xiaojing knew that it was the only thing in Chang'an that was still standing beside him. But he couldn't even respond now.

At this moment, a wide-bodied open-top carriage sped past in front of the street. The carriage was beautifully decorated, and must have belonged to some nobleman. A glamorous singer stood in the middle of the car whirling and dancing, with multicolored satin strips flying out of her sleeves, and five or six people around her cheered.

It's a new gadget that's trending right now. When the dancer dances, he throws out the long strips of brocade one by one with skillful strength, and if he shakes it well, the satin strips can fly out of various patterns in the air, and cooperate with the dancing posture, such as flying clouds, so it is called the dancing of shaking the sun. However, it costs two or three pieces of silk to dance once, and ordinary people can't afford it.

Zhang Xiaojing saw that the car drove all the way to the blockade barricade, and the brocade was thrown all the way along the way. His heart moved, and when the martial marquis stopped the carriage at the entrance of the street, he hurriedly ran out, leaned over and grabbed a handful back.

Zhang Xiaojing picked out two or three purple ones from the middle, wrapped them around a lantern that he picked up from the front of a certain house, endured the severe pain on his body, climbed up his lips, and waved it at the watchtower.

Soon the watchtower signal flashed three times, indicating that it had been received. Contact was restored.

Even with the watchtower, Zhang Xiaojing didn't dare to say too clearly. He sent a return to Da Wanglou, and only said two words: received.

He then ordered the watchtowers in Pingkang Fong, asking them to observe the blockade of all sections of the road and continue to report back.

The meaning of continuous return is: there is no need for Zhang Xiaojing to ask, once the watchtower finds that there is a change in the blockade, it will immediately take the initiative to send a signal. In this way, Zhang Xiaojing only needs to raise his eyes to keep abreast of the situation at any time, and no longer has to risk being exposed to waving lanterns.

When Li Mi originally designed this system, he wanted to eliminate external interference as much as possible, stipulating that they would only accept orders from the Great Watchtower or those who were false and ignore everything else. Therefore, the Wuhou of the watchtower did not know the changes in the outside world, let alone the person who gave them the order now, was already wanted by the whole city.

So in this TTP overnight Pingkang Fang, there was a wonderful scene. The soldiers of Wuhou Shop are desperately trying to catch Zhang Xiaojing; At the same time, the eyes of the entire Chang'an were still providing news for Zhang Duwei. The two security systems work in parallel and work wildly for different purposes of the same goal.

Under the guidance of the watchtower, the layout of Pingkang Fang has nowhere to hide. Zhang Xiaojing successfully crossed the three blockade lines and was about to arrive at the door. However, the guards at the gate had received an order to erect a thorn wall and inspect passing pedestrians and vehicles.

Zhang Xiaojing's one-eyed swept and saw a shopkeeper leave the door and turn to the corner here to pee. He crept over and grabbed the other man's neck from behind.

The man screamed a few times, but couldn't make a sound. Zhang Xiaojing loosened his arm a little and said in a deep voice: Lao Zhao, it's me.

Open your head? Sure enough, it's you! The old shop soldier was shocked, and even gave up resisting, I heard the wanted notice, and thought it was a duplicate name.

I'm going to lend you a lease and leave Pingkangfang. Zhang Xiaojing said ∠ The soldiers hesitated for a moment, and raised their necks: When I was chasing Yanzi Li, if I hadn't blocked the front, my life would have been confessed. It is only natural to return it to you this time.

I don't want your life, as long as you cooperate.

He asked the old shopkeeper to get a shopkeeper's number, and replaced himself with Zhao to go and return, and sure enough, no one was alarmed. The two of them dressed up, one after the other, and walked towards the door. When they arrived at the door, Lao Zhao's colleagues were busy checking the passing carriages and horses. They saw one more person and asked what was going on∠ Zhao said that this person was Xinding, who had just seen a wanted criminal and fought with him, and was about to go out to report.

Colleagues were stunned: See the face? Is that King Zhang Yan?

Zhang Xiaojing hung his head and nodded slightly. His left eye was wrapped in a white cloth, as if he had been seriously injured. The colleague snorted sympathetically: It is worthy of King Zhang Yan, and he is ruthless - hey, Lao Zhao, I remember that you also worked with him for a while, right?

Ahem, that was years ago. Lao Zhao hurriedly coughed a few times in disguise, and pushed Zhang Xiaojing forward, you go quickly, and come back as soon as you report.

Wait a minute. A colleague suddenly stopped Zhang Xiaojing.

Lao Zhao and Zhang Xiaojing were both nervous in their hearts. The colleague looked at him and suddenly smiled: it was Xinding who was wearing his clothes backwards.

The numbers of the soldiers are all sleeveless gray ochre shirts, which are opened in front and closed in the back. Zhang Xiaojing was too seriously injured, and Lao Zhao was too nervous, and neither of them found this flaw.

Zhang Xiaojing's one-eyed fierce light flashed, clenched his fists, and was ready to burst out at any time. This meat joke made everyone laugh. The colleague didn't do much research and raised his hand to let him go.

Lao Zhao took Zhang Xiaojing over the thorn wall, and when he saw the crowd of people on the street outside the square, he was slackened ∠ Zhao bowed lightly with both hands: I can only send you here, you take care. Then after thinking about it, he took out a half-hanging copper coin and handed it to him.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't ask for money, and said lightly: Go back quickly. The next time you see me, take it right, so that it will not be difficult. Lao Zhao touched his head: As for it, as for it. One day is the head, and the small one is the head for the rest of your life.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't say much, turned around and walked outside.

According to the report of the watchtower, this is the last blockade, and it is generally safe after that. He was about to walk forward when he saw a man staring at him in front of him. This person Zhang Xiaojing didn't know, but his clothes and the flat fork in his hand showed his identity.

Guarding the Lang?

The watchtower can monitor Wuhou Shop, but it can't see the guard who is acting alone. It turned out that they had arranged at the door early, waiting for Zhang Xiaojing to appear.

You are Zhang Xiaojing! The catcher stepped forward and shouted.

It was so loud that all the soldiers guarding the door heard it. They heard the name and turned their heads at the same time. Zhang Xiaojing said that it was too late, it was fast, grabbed Lao Zhao, and retreated towards the workshop.

Lao Zhao didn't know that this was Zhang Tou's move to clear his suspicion, and he also cooperated and shouted don't kill me, don't kill me. Zhang Xiaojing retreated to the door, pushed Lao Zhao into the pile of soldiers, and then turned around and ran. The front happened to be a wall of thorns, and Zhang Xiaojing didn't even have time to bypass it, so he just broke through directly, and with a snort, he was torn off by the thorn wall and a bloody one.

At this moment, all the soldiers were alarmed and chased after them. The catcher also whistled and told his companions in the vicinity to assemble quickly.

At this moment, there are really a large number of soldiers on the streets of Tianluodi, and there are teams of guards in the alleys. Zhang Xiaojing had almost no way to go, so he could only run forward with his teeth.

With his familiarity with the terrain and experience in struggle, he escaped death several times and escaped from pursuit at the last moment. But Pingkangfang is only so big after all, and the enemy is chasing more and more urgently. Sometimes it's a pawn, sometimes it's a catcher, and each time it's more dangerous than the last.

Zhang Xiaojing lost his teeth, panting, the wounds all over his body were painful, and his tattered clothes oozed a shocking red. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out.

But he couldn't stop, because he could always hear the footsteps of the pursuers behind him, and he could only run as hard as he could. I don't know how long I ran, Zhang Xiaojing's eyes began to turn black, not the darkness of the night, but the darkness of the deep well. Not even the only star of hope in the distant lookout tower could not be seen.

He didn't know if it was because of the lack of lighting on the road, or if his body was on the verge of its limit. Zhang Xiaojing rushed forward for more than a dozen steps, and then a strong sense of powerlessness came.

No, it's not so much powerlessness as despair, the kind of despair that can't see results no matter how hard you struggle.

This sense of despair caused him to stumble and fall forward.

At this moment, a pitch-black hand stretched out from the dark night and held Zhang Xiaojing's arm.

Wang Yunxiu is now both frightened and angry.

The fear was due to the sudden appearance of several vicious thugs in the firewood room. She recognized these people, the same people who had kidnapped her. They covered her head with a cloth bag. The cloth bag used to contain stale rice, and the musty smell almost made her faint. The men dragged her into a mule cart and didn't know where to go.

was angry because the man named Yuan Zai broke his word and became fat. He kept saying that he wanted to get her out, but he didn't move until now. Now he was going to be dragged into the car, and he was probably going to be killed, but he still didn't show up. Although this person has never known Wang Yunxiu in his life, but a gentleman has a promise, shouldn't he practice what he says? It's all played like this in the play.

The more Wang Yunxiu thought about it, the more angry she became, but she soon became desperate again. If Yuan Zai doesn't come, won't the last bit of hope be gone?

She was reclining in the mule cart, and it was pitch black before her eyes. The mule cart was not very steady, and it swayed, causing her back to hit the wall of the compartment continuously. Wang Yunxiu's little physical strength that he had finally saved up gradually lost again. Her spirit was extremely weak, and when she heard faint singing and cheers outside, two lines of aggrieved tears slowly flowed down.

Today is the Shangyuan Festival, I should have driven a car to enjoy the lanterns under the attention of thousands of people, instead of curling up in a broken car like now, like livestock sent to slaughter. Grandpa, save me, save me

Just when Wang Yunxiu was groggy and about to fall asleep, the mule cart suddenly stopped with a sudden brake. Wang Yunxiu leaned forward and almost fell to the ground. She couldn't see, only shouting and fighting.

The fight did not last long, and then the mule cart shuddered, as if someone had stepped on it. Immediately, one hand ripped off the cloth bag, and a warm light shone on Wang Yunxiu's face. She opened her eyes blankly and saw a man with a lantern to her ear, staring at her, and the unfamiliar face with a wide forehead was particularly kind in the candlelight.

Miss Wang, I'm sorry for being late. Yuan Zai said warmly, stretching out his hand.

Wang Yunxiu burst into tears. She cried and kicked Wonjae, complaining about why he hadn't come earlier. Wonjae didn't say anything, grabbed her hand tightly, and helped her off the mule cart. Wang Yunxiu was tied up for too long, and as soon as her feet landed, she didn't stand, and her body was about to fall when she was crooked, and she was grabbed by Yuan Zai's waist.

Wang Yunxiu's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, this person is too abrupt, right? But her body was limp and she couldn't struggle at all. Fortunately, Yuan Zai let go of the slightest touch, turned around and took a brocade coat for her to put on: It's too cold at night, put it on. Wang Yunxiu noticed that Yuan Zai's chest was broken, which seemed to be caused by a knife cut.

Yuan Zai seemed to be aware of Wang Yunxiu's gaze and smiled: Didn't I say it earlier, if you meet me Yuan Zai today, you will not be hurt in any way. She looked around, and sure enough, there were several corpses lying on the ground, all of them were the same people who had kidnapped her before, and there were more than a dozen armored soldiers patrolling around.

Wang Yunxiu asked what was going on. Yuan Zaidao: This is a long story. In short, there is a thief named Zhang Xiaojing, who kidnapped you under the name of Captain Jing'an, and I accidentally discovered it. I sent a group of people to search around, and finally waited for you.

Wang Yunxiu didn t know if it was his own delusion, Yuan Zai finally waited for you These six words are hot and hot, and there is irrepressible concern hidden in them. She quickly lowered her head, for fear of being seen by him.

As soon as Yuan Zai stretched out her hand, a Xi car drove in the distance—not Wang Yunxiu's, but the same model, but with a slightly different decoration—she was surprised, she didn't expect him to investigate to this point. Won Jae explained: I have been to the scene of the abduction, so I think you may like to ride in this kind of car.

Wang Yunxiu's eyes were shining, and she didn't know what to say for a while. When Xi's car was parked, Yuan Zai's arm bent, and she obediently stretched out her hand and took his arm and got into the car. Then Won Jae also jumped into the car and told the driver to start.

Xi Che started, and the armored soldiers ran left and right to follow, the neat boots fell to the ground, and the formation was fierce, but the direction was not towards Anrenfang. Facing Wang Yunxiu's doubts, Yuan Zai arched his hand and said: I'm sorry, Miss Wang, you can't go back to your house yet, you have to go with me first.

I've suffered a lot and my mother would be worried. Wang Yunxiu complained dissatisfiedly.

Miss Wang, the fact that you have been kidnapped involves a lot of things, and you must be cautious, understand? There is an indisputable decision in Wonzai's words.

Wang Yunxiu didn't lose his temper this time and asked him where he was going. Yuan Zai said with a smile: Don't worry, it is the safest place in the entire capital except for the palace city, Jing'an Division, to be precise, it is the new Jing'an Division.

Their Xi car first walked along the southern city, the flow of people was relatively sparse, and then headed northwest, and soon arrived at Guangdefang.

The fire in the main hall of Jing'an Division is still raging, but the people who should be saved have been saved, and the places that should be isolated have also been isolated, and all that remains is to wait for it to extinguish itself. Jing'an Division temporarily moved to the Jingzhao Mansion next door, and temporarily recruited a group of new officials from all over the place, making a mess everywhere, not knowing when they would really recover their functions and go to hunt down the grasshoppers.

At this time, Girwin stood in front of the main hall, staring at the long line of officials walking dejectedly. They are all tall, nosed and deep-eyed, and they have Hu blood at a glance.

The leader of the attack appears to be a Hu man with a Qiuzi accent. Therefore, Ji Wen issued an order to drive out all the surviving Hu officials and not allow them to continue to work in the Jing'an Division.

The Hu people of Jing'an Division accounted for one-third of the survivors, and this order was equivalent to reducing the number of experienced and valuable people by three or four percent. Several principals strongly objected to this, but Ji Wen said in a heartfelt manner: If it is not my race, its heart will be different. Are you barbarians?

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to speak immediately. Geven's satisfaction with their silence meant that he had absolute control over the Yasuyasu Division, which was a great feeling.

So the Hu people had no choice but to leave this place where they had sacrificed their loyalty under the helpless gaze of their colleagues. They couldn't even go back to their homes because they had to be subjected to strict scrutiny—something that Goshidai does best.

As for the ghost names of those who are repeatedly chanted by the main person, or the ghost names of Queterdo, Giwin is not particularly concerned. Even if something happens, it's the ex's black cauldron, what's he anxious about? What he has to do now is to devote all his resources to the pursuit of the mayfly - no, the pursuit of the first Zhang Xiaojing of the mayfly bandits.

This is the easiest way to produce results, it is easier to catch one person than a group of people, not to mention slapping the prince in the face.

Gwen signed another volume of paperwork, urging all administrative departments to step up the search and arrest. Suddenly, the bell rang, he put down his pen, looked up, and saw Yuan Zai getting down from a luxurious carriage with a girl on board, and he couldn't help frowning.

When Yuan Zai walked to the front of the hall, Ji Wen complained unhappily: Gongfu, there are so many things here, where did you go? Yuan Zai arched his hand, his face was full of joy: Congratulations to Ji Sicheng, the new Si Fu is established, and it will be a great success.

Well? Jiwen was confused, did he do anything on his own?

Yuan Zai pointed to Xi Che and whispered: The woman in the car is Wang Zhongsi's daughter, Wang Yunxiu. Gwenn wondered: Are you sure it's her? He heard that Jing Ansi had gone wrong before and saved an unrelated woman back.

Yuan Zaidao: I can't be wrong, I have asked the mother-in-law of the palace to identify it.

Ji Wen was surprised and delighted, and said to Yuan Zai: How did you find it? Yuan Zai replied with a smile: It's not that Ji Sicheng is in command and has a good dispatch, we intercepted this woman in a carriage that was about to leave the city, and immediately sent it, and the kidnappers have all been killed.

These few words, listening to Ji Wen is like drinking warm soup, and the whole body is ironed. Yuan Zai said that he gave himself a great credit.

To be honest, Ji Wen came to take over the Jing'an Division, which can be regarded as a power grab, and he was a little apprehensive after all. Now, as soon as he took over, he immediately solved the unsolved case of the previous term and rescued the daughter of an important minister of the court, which was enough to gag the mouths of all doubters.

Geven's waist straightened up, and his beard trembled with joy. He patted Wonjae on the shoulder, not knowing what to say. Yuan Zai lowered his voice again and said: There is one more trivial matter. Find Wang Yunxiu's means under the bottom, hehe is not so on the stage. If the people in the palace ask, there must be an official statement, Si Cheng remember to help me round it.

When Ji Wen heard this, he waved his hand disapprerovingly: It's a trivial matter, the public assistant will write a letter for you, and the official will help you sign and use the seal. He didn't ask what the means were, it didn't matter, it mattered the result.

Yuan Zai thanked him deeply, and breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

He walked out of the main hall and asked Wang Yunxiu to get out of the car, and when he was helping, he suddenly saw Feng Dalun standing in the crowd outside, his eyes moved, and Wang Yunxiu entered first, and then walked out. The two were not in a hurry to talk, and walked one after the other to a small song.

Feng Dalun asked eagerly: Did they believe it? Won Jae raised his chin proudly: Fortunately, he was not dishonored. Feng Dalun's shoulders hung down, relieved.

Ever since he knew that he had wrongly tied up Wang Zhonghe's daughter, the whole person was like a thousand heavy stones. Fortunately, this Yuan Zai came up with an unbelievable idea.

Yuan Zai asked Feng Dalun to send the few floating teenagers who kidnapped Wang Yunxiu, load her into a car and send her out, and inform her of the route in advance. And Yuan Zai dispatched a group of brigade troops to launch a surprise attack halfway and kill all these people. In this way, all the floating boys who were seen by Wang Yunxiu were all killed.

What's even better is that because there is no proof of death, it happens that the main messenger of this kidnapping can be planted on Zhang Xiaojing's head. Anyway, he has already been charged with colluding with foreign enemies to attack Jing'an Division, and this one is not bad.

In this way, it not only freed Feng Dalun from the predicament of kidnapping, but also made it more difficult for Zhang Xiaojing to turn over and kill two birds with one stone.

There was only one flaw in the whole plan. Wang Yunxiu had seen Yuan Zai in the firewood room before, if the main messenger was Zhang Xiaojing, then why did Yuan Zai appear there?

Ji Wen may not be aware of this loophole, and Wang Yunxiu will definitely not be able to think of it, but as the details of the matter are gradually revealed, sooner or later someone will ask this question. Yuan Zai didn't allow his plan to miss in this small place, so he specially said hello to Ji Wen just now.

The rhetoric he prepared was as follows: Yu Shitai began to suspect Zhang Xiaojing very early, and the palace attendant Yu Shi Jiwen commissioned Yuan Zai to investigate the grasshopper in depth and discovered the thief's nest where Zhang Xiaojing fell. Yuan Zai was willing to take a risk, broke into it, inadvertently discovered Wang Yunxiu, and organized a rescue in time.

Ji Yushi would not admit it, because it proved that he was prescient.

After listening to the story, Feng Dalun was simply amazed. What is the sacredness of this Dali Temple, and several troublesome things were gently turned around by him, and they became each other's help and turned into a step of promotion. And everyone is happy and thinks that they have earned it - people with such skills will have it in officialdom in the future?

Gotta get some good friends with him. Feng Dalun thought to himself, hurry up and dig it to the end. Yuan Zai stretched out his hand to help, and Feng Dalun took the opportunity to stuff a few small gold collars into the other party's sleeve.

Yuan Zai was not polite, and he shook his sleeves and took it directly. Feng Dalun thought about it and asked again: Zhang Xiaojing's matter, is there no problem?

Zhang Xiaojing left a deep impression on him, he didn't really ambush him, and he was never down-to-earth. Yuan Zai didn't care: rest assured, Ji Yushi has issued a city-wide wanted warrant, and he can't escape.

Commenting on things should not be taken lightly, but it can always be unexpected.

Yuan Zai glanced at Feng Dalun with disdain, tonight he was about to complete a perfect miracle in the history of his career, but this person was still repeatedly entangled in this little thing that was almost a certainty.

Please repay the eternal king with the title of master, and please be relieved. In less than three hours, this scabies problem will inevitably fall into something, so I will leave first.

Yuan Zai threw Feng Dalun in place and turned around to return to Jingzhao Mansion. He had to accompany Wang Yunxiu, and this was the biggest result of tonight.

Zhang Xiaojing woke up and turned around, and he found that he was lying on a soft brocade mattress, with a clean round-necked soft jacket and a blanket. The wounds had been carefully cleaned, the oil had been applied, and the pain had faded considerably.

It was pitch black, but he could feel his body swaying slightly. Outside, there was the sound of creaking hubs and hooves coming in, and there was a lot of noise.

It seems that he is on an ox cart.

Zhang Xiaojing turned his neck with difficulty, trying to figure out what was going on. At this time, at the back of the carriage, a regretful voice came from the darkness, but no one was in sight:

Zhang Shuai, I met you for the second time today.

Zhang Xiaojing knew why he couldn't see the human form clearly: Ge Lao?

On the opposite side is the former Kunlun slave, and now the boss of Pingkangli, Ge Lao. Ge Lao smiled: Xiao Lao has no power in Chang'an City, but the movements of Pingkangfang can't hide it from me - you really provoked a lot of people.

They, where?

Ge Lao Dao: It is easy to deal with the soldiers, but it is more troublesome to guard and capture the lang. These Northwesterners have a stinky and hard temper, and they take a bit of effort.

Zhang Xiaojing knew that Ge Lao's so-called efforts were more accurate. He was about to speak, but Ge Lao stopped: You don't have to thank you, I didn't mean it, I just didn't want those people to be too proud.

Ge Lao is a local gang, and Shou Lang is a foreign mercenary, and the two forces are in Pingkangfang, so they naturally don't like each other.

Zhang Xiaojing barely supported half of his body and gasped for a while. Ge Lao said that you have lotus seeds and jujube soup at hand, which is the most suitable for nourishing qi. Zhang Xiaojing picked it up and tasted it, the soup was still hot, so he slowly turned the bowl and drank it. The heat rushes into the stomach pouch, as if to replenish the lost vitality a little.

Ge Laodao: Zhang Shuai is worthy of being Zhang Shuai, and even committing the crime is earth-shattering-you know? You're now wanted by the whole city, and it's full of people looking for you.

So, is Elder Ge going to take me to the official to ask for a reward? He put down the bowl.

Ge Lao laughed: The little reward money from the government is not enough to buy me a grate for scraping my tongue. Don't worry, this ox cart is to take you out of the city - you can't stay in Chang'an, just leave early.

Zhang Xiaojing was puzzled, he and Ge Lao had been hostile for more time than they cooperated, and almost killed each other several times. A few hours ago, he had just forced Zhang Xiaojing to kill a secret pile, just to change the opportunity for interrogation.

But now he first saved his life, then healed his wounds, and now he has thoughtfully arranged a carriage out of the city, why did this old fox, who was unprofitable and couldn't afford to be early, suddenly become kind?

Sure enough, Ge Lao Sensen's voice came quickly: Don't be in a hurry to say thank you, Xiao Lao is not a living Bodhisattva, and this arrangement is not free.

There was silence in the carriage, and only the breathing of two people could be heard, one calm and the other hurried. Zhang Xiaojing wanted to know what price Elder Ge would offer this time. More list of dark piles? What is the deployment arrangement for Wannian County? The secrets of dignitaries?

All this information is very valuable, but it seems to be too cheap compared to the risk taken to save Zhang Xiaojing. But Zhang Xiaojing really couldn't think of anything else worth anything on him.

The ox cart moved forward unhurriedly, and the carriage swayed rhythmically. Ge Lao leaned over, and his tone became subtle: This afternoon, there were several explosions near the West Market, and this matter is related to you, right? Zhang Xiaojing narrowed his eyes: Ge Lao wants to know, what am I involved in?

No, I don't want to know, not interested. I just want to ask for one thing: what is it that has such power?

That explosion shocked not only the government, but also those people in the underground world of Chang'an. They were shocked to find that the source of the explosion was actually only a few wooden barrels. The people of the underworld, with a natural interest in powerful and dangerous objects, began to ask everywhere for the inside story.

Even if Ge Lao himself doesn't plan to get involved in this thing, just selling his name is enough to exchange for an astonishing 9t profit.

In the dark, Zhang Xiaojing couldn't see Ge Lao's expression. However, it is conceivable that if he refuses, this ox cart may drive directly to Wannian County.

The last time we met, I persuaded you to leave Chang'an, you don't believe it, you still have to serve the imperial court, what is the end now? Do you miss Datang, does Datang miss you? Ge Lao's voice was sincere and full of temptation.

Zhang Xiaojing was silent. What Ge Lao said is the truth, and there is really nothing to refute.

Now you have one last chance to say the name of that thing and get out of town, and the rest is none of your business. What do you have to fear?

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Xiaojing finally spoke: Okay, I can tell you the name of this thing.

Ge Lao patted the carriage and looked very pleased. At this time, Zhang Xiaojing raised his hand again: But in exchange, I don't want to go out of the city.

Oh? So what do you want?

I want you to arrange a meeting with the Catcher for me.

Yuan Zai specially arranged a private room for Wang Yunxiu in Jingzhao Mansion, with all kinds of bronze mirrors and decorations, and a well-behaved maid. Although it is not as luxurious as the royal palace, it can finally meet the basic needs.

Wang Yunxiu didn't want to return home so disgraced, this arrangement was very intimate.

Wang Yunxiu washed her face and put her hair in a double bun again, but she hadn't put on blush and flower light yet. She saw Yuan Zai walk in in the bronze mirror, so she turned around and asked him which one of the flowers looked good.

Yuan Zai respectfully arched his hand: Miss is a celestial person, how can she put her beak underneath. Before Wang Yunxiu could answer, he spoke again: I came to say goodbye.

Wang Yunxiu was stunned: Farewell?

Since Miss is safe and sound, she should continue to pursue the murderer, after all, Zhang Xiaojing has not yet fallen br/>

As soon as he heard this name, Wang Yunxiu snorted coldly: This traitor, if he catches it, he can't die! Yuan Zaidao: Nature. It's just that this person is cunning and fierce, and it is extremely difficult to subdue, so I have come to say goodbye to the young lady first, so as not to regret rudeness.

He didn't say anything more, just smiled. Wang Yunxiu was a little confused when she heard it at first, and then finally reacted, Yuan Zai was afraid that he would die on the way to track down and never see himself again, so he came to say goodbye first. Thinking of the knife mark on this person's chest, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to keep it: You just left? Well, I haven't thanked you at home.

Correcting the non-Kuang Shi is originally a duty under the next, why thank you? Yuan Zai took a step back and saluted solemnly.

Wang Yunxiu said unhappily: Why do I think you are avoiding me?

In the lower background, a small Dali Temple commentaries, how can it be compared with the high gate.

Wang Yunxiu knew that Yuan Zai was ashamed of his bad background, so he couldn't help but say coldly: Who dares to make irresponsible remarks, I asked my father to cut off their tongues!

When Yuan Zai heard this, his face was calm, but his heart was finally settled. With this sentence, Wang Yunxiu's mind is fifty percent sure. Next, what he has to do is to stay as cold as possible, the more so, the more Wang Yunxiu chases harder. At that time, it will be a matter of course, and he will have the rank of advancement. This old man will want to go, and he will fix it; If you want to take it, you will give it.

Compared to the other benefits tonight, this is the biggest and long-term benefit.

Yuan Zai was about to say a few more words, when suddenly there was a rumor outside the door saying that there was something important to repay. This transmission was used in the previous main hall of the Jing'an Division, and it also survived the fire. He has a big voice and doesn't seem to be very polite to his new boss. Yuan Zai frowned slightly, and said to Wang Yunxiu: The military situation is urgent, let me leave first. The palace has sent someone to inform that it will come over with its own carriage and take the young lady back to the house.

Wang Yunxiu saw that he really couldn't keep it, so he asked Yuan Zai to leave a famous thorn, and then reluctantly watched him leave.

Leaving the private room, Won Jae asked the messenger why he was in such a hurry. Tong Chuan said in a hoarse voice that when they were cleaning the back garden of Jing'an Division, they found a fainting principal named Xu Bin.

Oh, what's so special about him?

Tong Chuan said in a rough voice: Master Xu has an excellent memory and is the host of the big case. And uh, Zhang Duwei was recommended by him.

Oh? Check it out.

When Yuan Zai heard this, he became interested.

They came to the hall behind Jingzhao Mansion, which was originally the location of the canteen, but now it has been temporarily converted into a place for treating the wounded. As soon as I entered, I heard moaning and foul stench. A group of doctors who were temporarily transferred were rushing to treat them.

Xu Bin's status is relatively high, so he occupies a corner of the hall. He was lying on a stretcher, his forehead was bruised. Yuan Zai walked over to ask about the situation, and the doctor said that Xu Bin was found in a bush in the back garden, with no burns, no knife wounds or crossbow wounds, but there were serious impact marks on his head, which should have been knocked unconscious when his head touched the floor tiles during wrestling.

Yuan Zai's eyes rolled: He is a master, why did he appear in the back garden? Why is everyone else dead, but he is the only one who is unharmed?

None of the people around dared to answer and remained silent.

Zhang Xiaojing was recommended by him, so it can be seen that he is also a traitor! He must have put the grasshopper in from the back garden. Won Jae felt that this inference was flawless, and today was really lucky, everything and everyone were just right in front of him.

Yuan Zai said with a straight face: Send more guards, give me a careful look at this spy. Then he turned to the doctor and said, "Is he awake now?" The doctor said that Mr. Xu was responsive to voices and could do simple conversations, but he was not yet fully conscious. Yuan Zai walked over, leaned over and shouted: Master Xu? Director Xu?

Hey, Xu Bin made a weak sound, and tried to raise his eyelids a few times, but he still didn't open his eyes after all.

Do you know where Zhang Xiaojing is?

Persian Temple.

Do you know where the smell is?

Jing'an Division.

Xu Bin is worthy of being a genius of memory, even in a semi-comatose state, he can still answer clearly. But Wonjae was disappointed that these two answers were outdated and useless. But this really can't be blamed on Xu Bin, he fainted before the attack, and he didn't even know that the main hall was attacked.

Yuan Zai thought about it and asked the third question: Is there any hidden place in Jing'an Division that is not known? The kind that can be Tibetan.

Xu Bin was silent for a moment, Yuan Zai could feel that he knew something, but he hesitated to say it. Yuan Zai leaned over his ear and changed his tone to an extremely gentle tone: This matter is related to the safety of Li Sicheng and Zhang Duwei.

Xu Bin finally spoke: The grass house next to the Temple of Mercy has a wooden ladder to reach over the wall.

Yuan Zai was stunned when he heard this, and immediately understood that he had fallen into a blind spot - who said that if you rush into Jing'an Division, you must stay in Jing'an Division? That man and Wen Ran must have crossed the wall again and hid in the Temple of Mercy.

He didn't quite understand why Jing'an Si had set up a site in the grass house of the Temple of Mercy, but that didn't prevent him from taking action immediately. Yuan Zai ordered Xu Bin to be taken care of, emphasizing that this was an important accomplice, and then left the hall and gathered a group of guards to go to the grass house of the Temple of Mercy.

Halfway through, Yuan Zai suddenly stopped, looked up at the big watchtower, and with a gloomy face, he divided half of the guards, and asked them to quickly climb upstairs and bring Yao Runeng down.

Sniffing escaped before, it must have been because of what tricks this stinky boy used to inform him. Even if he didn't, this person was not fit to stay in such an important facility as the Great Watchtower. Yuan Zai suddenly found that he was still too kind-hearted, and all those related to Zhang Xiaojing should be ruthlessly eliminated, whether they were wronged or not.

They knocked on the closed door of the Temple of Mercy, called a monk who knew the guest, and rushed straight towards the grass house. There was also a small group of men who walked along the wall between Jing'an Division and the Temple of Mercy to cut off possible evacuation routes.

The front quickly reported that there were indeed people moving in the grass house. Yuan Zai did not act rashly this time, he patiently waited for all the troops to be in place, surrounded the grass house so that there was no gap at all, and even the release pond in front of the grass house was watched, and then he ordered a strong attack.

Three soldiers with large shoulders and round waists rushed to the door of the grass hut with huge shields in their hands, and smashed open the thin wooden door at once. There was a woman's scream in the cottage, a man's angry rebuke, and then a chaotic shuffle of footsteps and struggles.

The capture was over in an instant. Yuan Zai was satisfied to see that Cen Shen and Wen Ran were each twisted by the arms of two soldiers and escorted out of the cottage. He walked over and looked at the young girl curiously.

She has a small and delicate face, but her eyes are large, her lips are slightly upturned, she looks very stubborn, she is a beautiful embryo - no wonder King Yong is tempted. However, she looked very haggard, and it is estimated that she has been tossed enough for half a day.

Speaking of which, this girl is still his benefactor. If it weren't for Feng Dalun's intention to kidnap Wen Ran, how could there be a series of events that would have made him step on the green clouds step by step?

Yuan Zai suddenly had a bad taste, and he walked up to Wen Ran: Miss Wen, I am entrusted by someone to send you back.

Wen Ran raised his head, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: Is it Eungong?

Won Jae laughed: That's right. He is dead, and before he died, he entrusted you to the eternal king.

He watched with interest, and her face faded from ruddy to pale, and then from pale to ashes, and the whole person seemed to have been stripped of bones, and the soldiers did not grasp her arm, and she collapsed directly on the floor.

It turns out that a person who has completely lost hope will react like this. Yuan Zai was surprised, and before he could show his second thought, Wen Ran suddenly got up and slammed into his lower abdomen, like an angry deer.

Yuan Zai was caught off guard, his body fell backwards, and he fell into the release pond with a bang, and Wen Ran also fell in.

It was early spring, and the water in the release pond was not deep, and it was covered with only a thin layer of ice, which was smashed by the two men. At first, Yuan Jae stretched his hands and feet in the icy water in a panic, and soon his feet reached the bottom of the water, and his heart was slightly settled. But at this moment, Wen Ran quickly approached him, picked up a sharp piece of crushed ice, and laid it across his throat.

There was chaos at the scene, and the soldiers hurried down to save people, but they didn't dare to approach when they saw the threat.

This time it was Wonjae's turn to turn white, and the sharp and cold ice cubes clung to his skin, making death incomparably clearer. His lips twitched involuntarily, how could this be? How can this be? Everything is so perfect today, how can you die because of such a small mistake?

Smelled half soaked in ice water, and shouted to the surroundings: You all retreat! Yuan Zai also hurriedly shouted: Quick, listen to her.

The soldiers had no choice but to retreat. Then Wen Ran used crushed ice to hold Yuan Zai, walked out of the release pond, and asked them to release Cen Shen as well. At the urging of Won Jae, the soldiers had no choice but to do what they said.

Cen Shen walked over, glanced at Yuan Zai deeply, and shook his head: If you don't play with people's hearts, you will already win. Won Jae was silent.

Wen Ran coerced Yuan Zai and walked towards the outside of the Temple of Compassion step by step. The soldiers followed, but were at a loss. Yuan Zaidao: It's all our people outside, and you can't escape. If you put down the knife, girl, I can help you and your father-in-law clear their grievances.

Shut up!

Wen Ran ignored him, and suddenly turned his head to Cen Shen and said: Cen Gongzi, let's go, these things have nothing to do with you. Cen Shen was stunned: Are you left alone here? How's that going to work?

Childe has done his duty, you are the one who will be an official in the future, don't be dragged down by me. Wen Ran squeezed the crushed ice tightly, his face sad but resolute.

Cen Shen still insisted, but he suddenly noticed that the palm of Wenran's hand holding the broken ice was quietly dripping with water. He reacted suddenly, the sniffed broken ice would not last long before it would melt on its own, and at that time, I was afraid that neither of the two would be able to escape.

Cen Shen gritted his teeth: If you have anything else to entrust, I Cen Shen will definitely do it. Wen Ran smiled bitterly and said: Help me put away the signboard of Wen Ji Xiangpu and burn it together with the Engong tablet inside, it is enough. I only hope that what the monk said is true, and after death, there is really that Elysium for good people to go to.

Cen Shen listened to it in his ears, with mixed feelings, and a series of exquisite poems soaked with depression and feelings were about to come out. But he couldn't say a word, so he had to solemnly clench his fists, and then turn away.

Although the soldiers wanted to intercept it, Wonjae was still in her hands, so they didn't dare to move. Wen Ran waited until Cen Shen's figure disappeared at the gate of the Temple of Mercy, then let out a long sigh, threw away the ice blade that had been reduced to a small piece, and sat down on the ground.

Yuan Zai, who had escaped death, quickly ran away more than a dozen paces, and then ordered the soldiers to catch Wen Ran to death. Only then did he realize that his heart was soaked in cold sweat, and now he felt cold when the wind blew.

Yuan Zai angrily lifted his front placket, wiped the water stains on his face, and showed a fierce light in his eyes.

For people like Wonjae, near-death is an extremely painful experience. That Cen ginseng didn't matter, this smell almost left an irreparable flaw on this perfect night, and it was absolutely intolerable.

They escorted Wen Ran out of the Temple of Compassion and walked towards Jingzhao Mansion. This time there was no chance of escaping, and four soldiers held her firmly, and there were four others outside who could be stabbed at any time. Yuan Zai stood far away to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.

This procession of enemies soon arrived at the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, just in time for a tall and gorgeous carriage to set off from the gate. The carriage passed by the procession, and suddenly a surprised face poked out of the carriage.

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Yuan Zai saw that it was Wang Yunxiu, and it turned out that the carriage of the palace had arrived and was about to take her home. He smiled, and before he could speak, Wang Yunxiu shouted in surprise: Smell dye? Are you alive too?

Wen Ran, who was escorted, raised his head suddenly, and finally cried out loud:

Sister Wang!

Won Jae's smile froze on his face.

Tan Qi stood under the fire tree in front of Xingqing Palace, calmly looking at the end of the street.

This area is the most lively place in Chang'an City. Not only are there the largest and most gorgeous group of lampstands and the most talented artists in Chang'an, but also after the fourth watch, the Son of Heaven will personally ascend the government affairs building here, have fun with the people, and select the final winner from dozens of lantern pulling teams. There are less than two hours left, and the people have gathered slowly, and they have crowded the place.

But all this noise around her has nothing to do with her.

In the distance, at the end of the street, six knights in golden armor appeared first, then eight attendants holding vermilion lacquer fans and peacock barrier fans, and then a luxurious four-looking chariot drove over under the traction of four jujube red horses, followed by more than a dozen brocade-clothed guards on the left and right.

This guard of honor has been streamlined to the extreme, but in the face of this boundless crowd, it still seems bloated and huge. The whole team had to speed up to the slowest speed, driving away the people in front of them little by little, and heading towards Xingqing Palace.

Tan Qi took advantage of this opportunity to rush into the guard of honor at a very fast speed, regardless of the guards around him, he drew his sword, grabbed the wheel of the Siwang car with both hands, and shouted hoarsely:

His Royal Highness the Prince! Jing'an is in trouble!

There is a barren abandoned temple in Pingkangfang, called Guan Zhong Temple, I don't know what year it was built, and what year it was abandoned. It is said that Guan Zhong is the ancestor of the Qinglou industry, and it is not surprising that his temple appears here. Next door to this ruined shrine is the bookstore that guards Lang.

More than 20 guards stood next to the broken incense burner in front of the temple, all with fierce faces and weapons in their hands. In the center of them is the team. They did not raise a fire, but stood quietly in the darkness. After a while, there was a creaking sound on the trail in the distance, and the wheels rolled over the broken dirt pavement. Many guards subconsciously raised their weapons, but the team remained silent.

The ox cart slowly drove to the front of the temple, and the coachman retracted the reins and fixed the body. Ge Lao and Zhang Xiaojing got out of the car, the former was old and weak, and the latter was not recovered.

The team was looking around, and it seemed that there was no one behind the ox cart, and said: Old Ge, what are you looking for me?

Ge Lao shook his head: I don't have anything to say to you, it's this friend who wants to find you. Then he dodged out of the way, and Zhang Xiaojing jumped out of the car from behind. His face was still pale, and his steps were a little vain from his injuries.

As soon as he appeared, there was an immediate commotion. Many of the guards brandished their weapons, eager to pounce on them immediately. The team was quieting them down, then glaring at this side:

Zhang Yanluo? Do you still dare to show your face?

The team was calling out the nickname, apparently having checked his details as well. Zhang Xiaojing took a step forward, not afraid at all: the one who kills the fire master is someone else. The team sneered, not believing it at all. Zhang Xiaojing said: If you don't believe it, you can ask everyone in the blacksmith shop next door, is it that before me, there was also a person who went in and never came out?

Seeing that he said it categorically, the team summoned a few people and asked in a low voice, looked up and said: You are right, but it doesn't mean that you didn't kill it.

I have no reason to kill the fireman. I am the commander of Jing'an Sidu, and I am here only to inquire about one thing: who is the one who entrusted Shou Zhu Lang to assassinate an elder in the Persian Temple?

The team is sneering and laughing: "Captain Jing'an? Your wanted notices are all over the city, and even if I don't arrest you, you won't have anywhere to go.

That's none of your business. Who was the one who commissioned Shou Lang to assassinate an elder in the Persian Temple?

Why am I telling you?

Because this matter is related to the safety of Chang'an City! The Persian temple elder Pusha is suspected of a grand conspiracy to destroy Chang'an. If you refuse to cooperate, you are acting as an enemy of the tiger and the court. Zhang Xiaojing's eyes narrowed, and his tone became dangerous.

You are a fugitive, what qualifies as an alarmist?!

The team was furious, stretched out his hand, and suddenly grabbed Zhang Xiaojing. Zhang Xiaojing didn't dodge, he was pressed next to the incense burner all of a sudden, and his face was on the uneven copper ornament of the incense burner, and he felt pain for a while.

Ge Lao was indifferent, he only promised to bring Zhang Xiaojing to see the guard, but did not promise to protect his life.

The team was grabbing Zhang Xiaojing's hair, and hit him a few times, causing blood to flow from the corner of his forehead. Zhang Xiaojing didn't resist either, and when the team stopped, he continued in a calm and terrifying tone: Do you know the explosion in the afternoon in Xishi?

The team was stunned for a moment, and his hand couldn't help but loosen up. He didn't witness the explosion, but he sent someone to inquire. It's a pity that the blockade was too tight, and I didn't find out anything.

Zhang Xiaojing straightened up and leaned against the incense burner, grinning: There are dozens of explosions like this in Chang'an, and the only clue is Elder Pusha. You assassinated the elders, then this black cauldron is your back.

Half of his face was covered with incense burner prints, and half of his face was dripping with blood, looking like a demon crawling out of hell, hideous and terrifying.

The team was frowning, there was no evidence for what this person said, but he couldn't take it lightly. The survival of Shou Lang until now does not depend on force and ferocity, but on prudence.

Zhang Xiaojing said: Originally, I had persuaded the assassin Liu XVII to bring us to you, but the convoy was intercepted halfway, and Liu XVII died on the spot. This shows that the other party intends to cut off the clue and let the guard Lang become the end of this line≠ the government can only track it down to you.

The team also heard about it. The intersection where the accident occurred was not far from Pingkangfang, and in addition to Liu XVII, several officers were affected.

So, let me ask you again, who is the one who commissioned Shou Lang to assassinate an elder in the Persian Temple?

The team replied bluntly: I don't know. The customer has always been in a one-line contact with the fire master, and there is only the appearance of the client of the fire wet road.

Isn't there anything else to record?

There was a long silence, and then the team reluctantly replied: The fire master will keep a secret account book in case of accidents. But this book is only where I and the fire wet road are kept.

No wonder he hesitated before he spoke. If the customer knew that the catcher was secretly storing their information, they would not trust them so much.

Zhang Xiaojing said: I want to see this account book.

Why? The team is displeased.

Zhang Xiaojing pointed at Ge Lao: I had a good opportunity to leave Chang'an City and stay away from your pursuit, but I came back to find you - do you know why? Because this matter is so big, that I can't even think about personal gains and losses.

Ge Lao nodded, indicating that what he said was true, and then pursed his lips again, indicating disdain for his choice.

The same is true for you. This matter is too big, and it is beyond your so-called grievances and rules. Zhang Xiaojing said, give the account book or not, whatever you want. It's just a matter of being mentally prepared to take responsibility for your choices.

The team was talking to a few people around him in a low voice, and said, "You can see the ledger, but it must be under our control, and you can only see the part we have designated."

Zhang Xiaojing agreed without hesitation.

The team called two people, tied up Zhang Xiaojing, and walked towards the bookstore. Ge Lao and most of the other guards waited at the entrance of the alley, not allowed to approach. When he arrived at the door of the bookstore, the team was signaling Zhang Xiaojing to wait at the door, and when he entered the house by himself, he came out with a roll of ochre.

The small size and unremarkable nature of this scroll make it a good place to write a secret book.

The team was holding the scroll in their hands, and was about to untie the silk tied on the outside of the scroll, when they suddenly felt the sound of the wind above them. As soon as he looked up, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and between the lightning and the fire, the scroll had changed hands.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaojing let out a loud shout, broke the rope on his body, and threw himself towards the black shadow. It turned out that this rope was originally a false buckle, and it was opened with a light tug. The black shadow didn't expect this, and his body quickly retreated, but was blocked by the rammed earth wall of the bookstore.

The black shadow was in a hurry, grabbed the scroll with one hand, kicked it on the uneven surface of the rammed earth wall, and with the help of that row of small pits, he was able to avoid Zhang Xiaojing's pounce, and he was about to jump onto the wall.

At this time, a few shouts came, and the right side of the three or four fishers was raised high. No matter how fast the black shadow is, it can't escape this overwhelming shroud, so he jumped with Yu Yi first, and then was dragged back to the ground by the guard, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Xiaojing walked up to the black shadow and kicked the scroll away from his hand. The scroll was kicked and scattered, and the paper inside was blank, and there was not a word.

Shou Catcher puts integrity first, how can he secretly keep a customer's small account? If you have the slightest trust in them, you won't be able to make this game. Zhang Xiaojing mocked.

It turned out that all of this was a game set up by them.

This black shadow first killed the fire master and then Liu Qiqi, and his mission must be to cut off all possible clues for the organization. But this guy is too fast to catch up, so he can only wait for him to throw himself into the >

Therefore, under the mediation of Ge Lao, the suspicious team is co-acting with Zhang Xiaojing in a play, and it is calculated that the black shadow will definitely lurk nearby, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

They pretended to be a secret ledger with clues to the client. In this way, the black shadow must be snatched away before Zhang Xiaojing can get it. With his cunning, he didn't expect that Shou Lang and Zhang Xiaojing, who were originally enemies, would join forces to prepare a big trap waiting for him.

Lanterns lit up all around, illuminating the dark shadow. This person's face still looks like an old man, and a close-fitting linen coat can't cover his well-proportioned and robust figure. He lay on his stomach and fished like a fish that had been ashore for a long time, motionless.

The team was walking over, hammer in hand, eyes shining sharply: this is the killer who killed the fire master?

Not bad.

The team stretched out his leg and kicked it, but the black shadow didn't react. He increased the strength of his feet and kicked again and again. Zhang Xiaojing said lightly: Don't kill him, I still have something to ask him. The team is raising the sledgehammer high: questioning, just leave a mouth is enough, right? Then he slammed into the shadow's knee. Unexpectedly, the black shadow shrugged down, and his whole body shifted a little distance, dodging the blow in time.

Dying. The team sneered and spun the hammer again, ready to strike a second blow.

But at this moment, the guard outside the mouth of the alley hurriedly ran in and shouted loudly that a large number of Wuhou had gathered over.

Well? How did they come? Who reported to the official? The team was frowning and looked at Ge Lao, who spread his hands and said that he was innocent. Zhang Xiaojing's gaze swept to Yu to know who did it.

This killer has never been a simple killer, he will use all the environment for his own use. As soon as Zhang Xiaojing arrived at the bookstore, this guy used a series of ingenious means to make the Shou Lang have a misunderstanding with Zhang Xiaojing, and he took advantage of the chaos to escape.

This time, he repeated the old trick again, reported to the official in advance and said that Zhang Xiaojing was hiding in the bookstore, and then he made another move. In this way, whether he succeeds or not, the swarming Wuhou can disrupt the situation.

It's not just Zhang Xiaojing who plans to decide.

The team was stupidly putting away the hammer and ordered the left and right fishermen: this person, we must take it away. Zhang Xiaojing sank his face: Didn't we say okay? When I ask what you want, you can do whatever you want.

The team pointed to the mouth of the alley: You can solve the outside matter first, the guard will not provide shelter for a wanted criminal. Zhang Xiaojing sneered and said: What kindness must be repaid, it turns out that I can only listen to the second half. The team looked slightly embarrassed, but in the end they just waved their hands: If you can escape the pursuit, it's not too late to come to us again.

The enemy who guards the capture must be dealt with by the guarding and catching the lang, and this is a matter of face. But they didn't want to provoke the government.

He was afraid that Zhang Xiaojing would come to entangle him again, so he forcibly blocked his body in front of him and urged his subordinates to arrest the assassin away. Zhang Xiaojing said urgently when he saw it: Knock off your legs first!

But he said it too late, and several of the guards had already lifted the fisherman's body to press the black shadow's limbs. According to their ideas, four people are foolproof against one limb. But at the moment when the fish opened, a stream of green juice suddenly shook out from the cuffs of the black shadow.

The four of them were caught off guard by the juice spraying on their bodies, and they all screamed in unison, and their movements were sluggish. The Black Shadow took the opportunity to jump on the spot, leaping towards the wall as it continued to throw green liquid around.

Zhang Xiaojing reacted quickly, reached out to pull his trousers, the green liquid was stained on his skin, and there was a hot pain. The black shadow was dragged by this, and his body paused slightly, and the team was wielding a sledgehammer and smashed it over. The black shadow did not dodge or dodge, and raised his left arm to meet it. The sledgehammer smashed on the arm, and the arm broke with a click, but the black shadow used the price of this arm to win a chance, and flicked his left hand a few times, and the green liquid flew into the eyes of the team.

The team was roaring in pain, throwing the sledgehammer away, rubbing their eyes desperately. The black shadow took advantage of the momentary gap to rise from the ground and leap back onto the wall.

This series of changes is long, but it is only in a moment. The black shadow is really ruthless, and in order to gain a first opportunity, he even gave up one of his arms. As soon as he jumped on the wall and looked back at Zhang Xiaojing, a hoarse voice like the wind blowing through the rubble came: Zhang Xiaojing, my fish intestines will definitely take your life.

After saying that, he shook his body and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't care about the team that was lying on the ground and rolling, he put the green liquid on his sleeve in front of his nose and smelled it, and he could tell that it was green alum oil, which was the material of Daomen alchemy. This thing has a tiger nature, and when it touches the skin of paper and wood, it can quickly erode it. Many Assassins would hide a sleeve pouch in the cuff, filled with alum oil, which could work wonders in times of crisis.

What is the origin of this guy who calls himself a fish intestine Zhang Xiaojing was secretly frightened, and the melancholy on his face was so thick that it could not be overstated.

He had done his best to desperately grab a glimmer of hope in such a difficult situation, but in the end, he still let the fish intestines escape. The fish intestine will not be fooled again, and the last clue will be cut off.

As soon as hope is cut off, endless pressure swells in from all directions. With Zhang Xiaojing's perseverance, he was finally exhausted. He began to suspect that perhaps God would have done so, just like the battle last year, and what if he tried his best, fighting alone could not reverse the overall situation after all, nor could he save the lives of his comrades. One person can't stand up to an organization.

What's more, now he is being attacked by the two behemoths of the Tang Dynasty and Que Lehodo.

All the efforts are useless from the moment they are paid. Ge Lao's words are circulating in his consciousness over and over again like a demon in his heart - do you miss Datang, does Datang miss you?

Zhang Xiaojing barely opened his one eye, and the vision in front of him had begun to blur. The warriors hurried into the alley, brandishing chains and iron rulers, and were about to catch turtles in an urn against him. The guards supported the injured team, and all of them retreated, and Ge Lao had quietly left. None of them will come to their rescue.

A real desperate situation, both inside and out.

I'm sorry, but I can't keep my promise of not going back. Zhang Xiaojing hung his shoulders dejectedly, leaned his back against the earthen wall, and aged a lot in an instant.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he hurriedly raised his head, and the black shadow once again swooped down from the eaves not far away, flying towards this direction. Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect this guy to go and return, and habitually elbowed back. Unexpectedly, the black shadow didn't guard against it at all, and was hit in the nose by an elbow, and fell to the ground with an oops.

When Zhang Xiaojing heard that the voice was wrong, he looked at it, but it was the long-lived Yisi. This guy hasn't been seen since he got separated on Suzaku Street, Zhang Xiaojing thought he was dumped, but he didn't expect to appear here. The pair of Persian cat-like eyes were full of sour tears.

How did you

Mo Duoyan, keep up with me! Without further explanation, Isis turned and crawled towards the wall.

Zhang Xiaojing found that the cracks in the pits and rafters under the eaves of the wall seemed to be chaotic, but at the foot of Yisi, they were like an invisible staircase. As long as you follow a certain order and rhythm, you can easily climb it. He did the same, and sure enough, it didn't take much effort to climb the wall.

Yisi took Zhang Xiaojing to cross the beam for a while, and turned the eaves for a while, showing ingenious steps between many houses, flying the eaves and walking on the wall, as if walking on the ground. In a few moments, they shook off their pursuers and jumped into a secluded courtyard where no one was around.

Before Zhang Xiaojing could ask, Iss said to himself.

It turned out that he was not separated on Suzaku Street, but had the heart to win, and wanted to make meritorious contributions to Zhang Xiaojing one step ahead. So Isis used the art of running the cave and first turned into Pingkangli. Unexpectedly, although he was good, he couldn't distinguish the direction, and he was confused, so he strayed into a green building and delayed for a long time. When he got rid of the entanglement and returned to the street, he happened to witness the fish intestine attacking the carriage where Liu XVII was being held.

Isis was shocked, and Lian Mei quietly embellished it. He relied on the skill of running the hole, but he never lost it, and he was not found, so he followed the fish intestines to the bookstore at the end of the alley.

The subsequent ups and downs made Iss unable to react at once. When he saw the fish intestines running away, he wanted to chase them, but when he saw that Zhang Xiaojing was about to be captured by Wuhou, the two sides had to choose one side, and in the end, Yisi gritted his teeth and chose to save Zhang Xiaojing first.

What a pity! What a pity! Iss scratched his head regretfully.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: You have been with him for so long, has there been any clues about his identity? - Speak human words!

Well, this guy must be from the Western Regions, at least he has been in the Western Regions for a while, and his kung fu is between running a cave and his strength. Isis said modestly.

And what about his whereabouts? Is there a hideout?

No, he had been wandering around the rooftops of Pingkang Fong, dexterous as a cat. But below, I saw Iss digging and digging out of his bosom and pulling out a gadget.

It was half a piece of bamboo, the size of a fingernail, shaped like an octagonal piece.

Isis said that in order to facilitate the leap, the fish intestines wore a pair of special fishbone shoes on their feet, and the soles had many ridges, like fish bones. This half piece of bamboo is embedded just between the ridges. Is's sharp-eyed eyes and during the tracking, he noticed that a piece of fish intestine had fallen from the sole of his shoe when he was jumping on a roof, so he picked it up.

I told you earlier, in Chang'an City, there is nothing that can hide my eyes.

Zhang Xiaojing picked up the bamboo piece and examined it carefully, but didn't see why. There was a glimmer of hope in his heart just now, but it turned out to be an illusion again. He shook his head and said to Iss: "Thank you, but we can't stop Que Lehodo, you better go back to the temple as soon as possible and inform the monks to take refuge in the city as soon as possible."

Iss: Isn't there a clue?

What does a piece of bamboo that can be seen everywhere mean? Zhang Xiaojing replied happily.

Isis leaned his face closer, not too happy: everywhere? Are you doubting my eyesight? Do I deliberately pick up the bamboo chips that can be found everywhere? You see, this octagonal shape should have been carefully cut, and there is a groove in the middle. This is not everywhere in Chang'an

Listening to Yisi's words, Zhang Xiaojing's originally depressed expression seemed to be injected with a trace of vitality.

He is right, this way of cutting bamboo chips is too rare - not that it can't be cut, but it's not economical. Its knife skills are so meticulous that no one would spend so much effort on a small piece of bamboo that is not worth much, unless it belongs to a larger piece.

Zhang Xiaojing's eyes gradually became serious, and he suddenly remembered something.

After the explosion in Changmingfang, the Jing'an Division collected a large number of fragments at the scene and brought them back for study. He once looked at it carefully and found Cao Poyan's necklace. Looking back now, there seems to be a lot of broken bamboo in the fragments, and Xu Bin once complained about piercing his hands.

But at that time, he only had a cursory glance, and he didn't remember the specific details, and he didn't know if those broken bamboos had anything to do with the bamboo pieces in his hand. Zhang Xiaojing thought to himself that if he wanted to figure it out, he would have to go back to Jing'an Division to make it - but that evidence should have been burned, right?

Thinking of this, he was disappointed and tired again. At this time, Yisi suddenly held Zhang Xiaojing's hand, stuffed the cross on his chest into his hand, and said eagerly: Zhang Duwei, the Taoist heart is strong, and it is too early to give up. You see, I'm not discouraged.

Those jewel-like eyes seemed to have an innocent power. Zhang Xiaojing couldn't help but laugh, and his spirit perked up a little: This matter has nothing to do with you, why are you so concerned?

Isis Zhengse said: Whether the Persian temple can be named Jing or not, it is all in the hands of the captain, and he naturally has to go all out.

Zhang Xiaojing smiled bitterly and said: It's difficult for me to protect myself now, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Isz said: I teach to pay attention to prayer with perseverance, hope for joy, suffering with perseverance, and you will get something. Zhang Duwei, you have a very different temperament from others, and you can be rewarded together, you are going to achieve great things, and you must be a noble person I teach.

Zhang Xiaojing said: If you say that it is for the sake of wealth and fame, it will be okay. Just a name, is it really worth the risk?

Yes. If the name is not right, it is not good. Isis replied with great seriousness, as if there was nothing more important in the world. Seeing that Zhang Xiaojing was not very convinced, he pointed to his eyes: Du Wei knows, what is the origin of my beautiful eyes?

Persia?

Only the orthodox Persian royal family has such clear glass and blue eyes. Isis was quite proud, and then sighed again, but it was a pity that when Taizong Gaozong, he was persecuted by a great eater, and Persia was overthrown. The first king Belus migrated to the Tang Dynasty, worshiped the general of the right Weiwei, and the heirs of the royal family were scattered in the cities of the Western Regions. I was born a lost country, and I was disregarded, and if I hadn't met my lord, I was afraid that the corpse would have been lost in the desert.

Zhang Xiaojing snorted, no wonder he sometimes called himself the prince of Persia, and thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Isis suddenly raised his head and drew a cross on his chest: My life experience has witnessed the impermanence of the world, the cycle of rise and fall. No amount of power and wealth can last long, only serving God is the way of eternity. Justifying its name is the sustenance of my life, and I will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire!

His eyes were shining, and Zhang Xiaojing found that he couldn't refuse at all, so he had to say helplessly:

Okay, okay. I tried to go back to Jing'an Division to see what was going on with this bamboo piece - a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

As soon as his words fell, the watchtowers on all sides began to flicker at the same time, and they continued. Zhang Xiaojing frowned, raised his eyes, and found that this was the most urgent communication situation, and the same text would be transmitted repeatedly until the next command entered. He quickly deciphered this text, which came from the Great Lookout, and only four words kept repeating:

Don't come back, don't come back, don't come back.