Volume I—Chapter 8 The Beginning of the Unitary Period

She turned her eyes around, turned and went out, and after a while, brought back a plate of oil from the Temple of Mercy, with a few sheets of dough underneath. The seeds are vegetarian and fried, and they are very hungry.

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

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Guangdefang.

Chang'an City outside is so lively that it is about to melt, but it is still cold and gloomy in this room in Guangdefang.

It was a low brick house, with no tiles on it, covered with only two layers of blackened thatch. It is located right between the Gongdi Compassion Temple in Jingzhao Mansion, next to the Yongan Water Canal. This was originally the morgue of Jingzhao Mansion, which was used exclusively for inspection. There is a canal next to it, so you can walk away with filth; The temple stands on the side, and the ghost can be saved. According to folk rumors, Sun Simiao chose to live in Guangdefang back then, precisely to facilitate the inquest of the corpse at any time and sharpen his medical skills.

Cao Poyan lay on a rough elm slat, his chest rising and falling slightly, and the blood in his abdomen slowly seeped into the slats, making the dark red wood texture even more hideous. He's not a corpse yet, but he'll be soon. The room was so dark that he could feel the coldness rapidly eroding what little life was left.

After Cao Poyan was pierced in the abdomen by Zhang Xiaojing's knife in Changmingfang, he fell to the ground. Years of wolf guard career have made his physique very strong, even if he is fatally injured, he will not lose his breath for a while. When the soldiers of the brigade army cleaned up the scene, they found that Cao Poyan still had a breath of air, and immediately sent him back to Jing'an Division.

At that time, Ma Geer and the others were driving wildly, and Jing Ansi's attention was all over there. Therefore, the recipient just hastily checked Cao Poyan's physical condition and determined that there was no torture value, so he threw it directly to this morgue. Fortunately, a brigade soldier had participated in the roundup in Xishi before, and he recognized Cao Poyan's identity and entered the paperwork, otherwise Xu Bin might not have known about it.

The wooden door creaked open, and Zhang Xiaojing walked into the morgue alone. Step by step, he stepped on the uneven bluestone face, carrying a white lantern in his left hand and a lacquered food box in his right hand. The candlelight in the lantern flickered, and the light and shadow changed, reflecting the one-eyed face particularly hideous, like Yama coming to the world.

Stimulated by the light, Cao Poyan's eyes rolled.

Candles are easy to summon spirits, so there are never candlesticks in the morgue, and pine torches are used. Without saying a word, Zhang Xiaojing lit the four torches on the wall one by one to make the room brighter, then blew out the lanterns and took out a bowl of yellow-brown hanging soup from the suitcase.

Cao Poyan's upper body was lifted up, and his back was stuffed into a skid. Zhang Xiaojing picked up a hook, hooked his mouth roughly, and then twisted it hard, pried open his teeth, and poured the bowl of soup hard.

The hot soup entered the body, and Cao Poyan's complexion seemed to ease a little.

Zhang Xiaojing turned to the direction of his head, leaned down, and said in a low voice: We meet again.

Cao Poyan closed his eyes and didn't move, but there was a momentary twitch in his cheek muscles, revealing that he did hear and understood. When people are on the verge of death, they have much less control over their bodies than they used to be.

Zhang Xiaojing laughed, and said in fluent Turkic: The wolf guard on the grassland, I have killed a lot, you are the most difficult one, and you are a good opponent.

Cao Poyan was still silent.

I know you wolf guards. Loyalty is your blood, and honor is your soul. You live only by the words that came out of the mouth of the Khan. Zhang Xiaojing slowly paced the bed, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to get to the point. He stretched out his hand and touched the bald skin on the top of Cao Poyan's head. I'm curious, why did you, a loyal wolf guard who fears death, get your hair shaved off?

Shaving off the top hair means that the soul is collected in advance, which is an extremely dishonorable treatment← However, when Zhang Xiaojing mentioned this matter, Cao Poyan's breathing suddenly became heavy, with a hint of humiliation, and unwillingness.

I can probably guess why. As soon as you entered Chang'an, you were ambushed by the Jing'an Division and suffered heavy casualties, so you were shaved off your hair as punishment. Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that your plan has failed, or I wouldn't be standing here now.

Zhang Xiaojing's voice was low and slow, as if he was chatting with an old friend: The only person who is qualified to punish Feiwei is the nobleman of the Ashina family. In other words, above you, there is at least one principal, who presides over the actions of the entire wolf guard. You're lying here dying, and he's still at large.

Cao Poyan rolled his eyes a few times with contempt, as if he was ridiculing Zhang Xiaojing's provocative methods for being too clumsy. Who knew that Zhang Xiaojing shook his fingers and said: No, I'm not tempting you to betray, I know it's useless for Wolf Guard. I just want to share something with you to make you feel less lonely before you die.

Zhang Xiaojing leaned on the pillar next to him, starting from the fact that he was conquered by the Jing'an Division, and told the entire investigation process in detail. His tone was relaxed, as if he were a long-time friend lying in front of him, and the two were sifting green ant wine from the red clay stove, drinking and talking.

He spoke very frankly and meticulously, mixed with some scathing comments such as hanging cigarette pills in the door, which is very imaginative, and the Tang Dynasty is much more stupid than you. It's just that in these descriptions, Zhang Xiaojing intentionally or unintentionally ignores some details and renders others. It was an unfair duel, and he had to handle every word with extreme care, going around in circles to get closer to his goal, and his opponent would just shut his mouth and die, and he would win.

The kidnapping of Wang Yunxiu was a mistake. That's right, she is the daughter of Wang Zhonghe, but how much impact can a woman have on the overall situation of the military and politics? Since you want to destroy Chang'an, you should concentrate all your resources on one goal.

Why didn't you get the map from Hu Shang in the first place? That's obviously more secure than Cui Liulang.

Wanquan Mansion and Warehouse can be found, why did you rush into the city on the day of the operation?

Like a cunning hunter, Zhang Xiaojing slowly lured the topic to his preset battlefield by constantly asking rhetorical questions. These questions are destined to go unanswered, but the pace of the conversation can be controlled. He had interrogated too many prisoners and knew when to deliver the most fatal blow.

During the whole process, Cao Poyan closed his eyes tightly, and only his heaving chest indicated that he was still alive.

It is likely that your Turkic wolf guards have been used by another group of people to attract Jing'anji's attention. And that group of people took the opportunity to transport away the fierce fire and thunder, with another purpose. You have sacrificed so much just to make a wedding dress for others.

This was the first time to attack, Zhang Xiaojing threw out his conjecture, and then he shut his mouth and let Cao Poyan digest these things by himself.

Cao Poyan opened his eyes and looked at the thatch on the ceiling. The thatch is thin and you can see the light change in the sky outside. He remained silent, but Zhang Xiaojing could read what he meant: So what, as long as Chang'an is destroyed.

Whether it was the Turkic Wolf Guard doing this, or someone else doing it, Cao Poyan didn't care. Zhang Xiaojing realized that it was not possible to attack from this angle, so he switched the offensive in time.

That's right, so what? Zhang Xiaojing grinned and said, the territory of the Tang Dynasty is so vast, Chang'an is gone, there is Luoyang, and Yangzhou, Jiangling, Chengdu, there are fifteen provinces in the world and more than 300 states, can it be blown up? - But how many of you Turks are there? As long as the anger of the Tang Dynasty burns to the grasslands, your tribe will be uprooted, and your relatives, friends, and khans will be reduced to the lowest herdsmen.

Cao Poyan clenched his fists so hard that blood seeped out of his abdomen again. Zhang Xiaojing wasted no time in wielding a sharp word Mo knife:

You see, even if this plan is successful, it will definitely attract the full revenge of the Tang Dynasty, and the people who suffer the most are actually the Turks themselves. With the most efforts and the worst end, but the least gains, did Usumish Khan seriously consider the consequences when planning this attack? Is he trying to be quick for a moment, or is he being bewitched?

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaojing noticed that Cao Poyan's fingers shook suddenly. He knew that this time he was aligning the tenon.

In the first place, I am afraid that someone with a heart coaxed you Great Khan and pushed the Turks forward to take risks. This is really a good calculation, the Tang Dynasty suffered heavy casualties, the Turkic tribe was destroyed, and what about that group of people? Unscathed, and made a lot of money.

Cao Poyan was still silent, but his expression was different from just now.

In order to exploit the Turks, the gang had to find an internal agent within the Turks. This internal response must have enough influence to lobby the Great Khan, enough authority to mobilize the wolf guard, and he must personally control the situation in Chang'an City

Zhang Xiaojing's speech slowed down, and Cao Poyan's chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

Only you, the honorable principal, can do all this, right? He betrayed the Usumish Khan, betrayed all the Turkic wolf guards, and plunged the steppe into a catastrophe. All your efforts and sacrifices have become a gift from him to his new master, a betrayer who has shaved off the hair of a loyal man.

Before the words fell, Cao Poyan suddenly raised his head and shouted like a wolf's howl: Kill !! right The roof thatch, shaken a few times by the sudden shouting. Zhang Xiaojing keenly caught this word, and was quite shocked in his heart, the Turks actually sent such a high-status nobleman to Chang'an.

He pressed his hand on Cao Poyan's chest and patted it soothingly: Everyone has to be responsible for his own choices. You have been humiliated by a traitor who shaved off your top hair, and only by killing him can you restore the honor of the Wolf Guard

Before Zhang Xiaojing finished speaking, Cao Poyan yelled at the roof again: Kill !! right

These two roars seemed to exhaust his remaining vitality, and Cao Poyan's whole body began to constrict violently. Zhang Xiaojing had to hold his shoulder and pour another mouthful of hanging soup. But this time there was no turnaround, the brown medicinal juice flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and the luster on Cao Poyan's face quickly dimmed.

Zhang Xiaojing hurriedly leaned over and yelled in his ear: Speak quickly! Where is the right kill!

But Cao Poyan didn't respond, his whole person is now filled with despair and rage, and N Wei is never afraid of death, but Wolf Wei is afraid of death. When he discovers that everything he is fighting for is a lie, the inner collapse is enough to destroy his life.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect his reaction to be so big, he slapped Cao Poyan's cheek desperately, if this guy is allowed to die, I'm afraid the last clue will be completely cut off. Seeing that the other party's eyes quickly dimmed, he hurriedly took out a string of colored stone necklaces from his arms and shook them in front of his eyes.

Under Li Mi's tutelage, the brigade army developed a good habit: they collected all the suspicious items in the Changmingfang warehouse, whether it was wooden barrel fragments or scattered bamboo, no matter how big or small, they were all stored in the storage room next to the left side hall. Zhang Xiaojing found a few scattered colored stones during the inspection, and immediately recalled that this was worn by Cao Poyan around his neck and was cut off with a knife. So he asked Tan Qi to string it back together and take it into the morgue.

Strange to say, as soon as he saw this colored stone necklace, Cao Poyan's eyes regained a little color. He calmed down and let out an indecipherable cry, as if reading a name. Zhang Xiaojing stuffed the necklace into his palm, leaned on his ear and said: I, Zhang Xiaojing, swear to the sky that I will send this necklace back to the grassland with your soul.

Cao Poyan's top hair was cut by the right kill, which means that only by killing the right can his soul truly regain his freedom.

Cao Poyan turned his face sideways and took the initiative to look at Zhang Xiaojing for the first time. Zhang Xiaojing grabbed his shoulders and asked again: Where is the right kill? For the sake of your reputation, for the sake of your Turkic Great Khan, for the sake of the people who made this necklace to grow up safely, answer me, where is the right killing?

Cao Poyan opened his mouth and let out a few vague syllables. Zhang Xiaojing listened carefully, and could barely tell that he was talking about the cross lotus.

The cross lotus? What does that mean?

Zhang Xiaojing continued to ask, but Cao Poyan took his last breath from his mouth, then closed his eyes and fell softly. His demeanor was no longer distorted, his cold brows and eyes became serene for the first time, and the necklace was held tightly in his hand.

Zhang Xiaojing was about to release Cao Poyan's body, but he suddenly shook his nose, narrowed his eyes, and made a strange move: he grabbed the deceased's shoulder again, kept it in a half-up state, and then put his head close to the gradually cold chest, and did not leave for a long time.

The night breeze blew in through the roof leak, and the Songming torch swayed, reflecting the two people into an extremely strange shadow. After more than ten snaps of his fingers, Zhang Xiaojing slowly flattened the deceased, with a happy look on his face.

With Gan Shoucheng's ban, Zhang Xiaojing had no way to return to the Jing'an Division Hall, so he had to continue to go to the grass house of the Temple of Mercy. Fortunately, Xu Bin sent a few diligent officials to build two wooden ladders on the wall between the grass house and the main hall, which was much easier to go back and forth. This time, he really became the disciple who climbed over the wall in Tan Qi's mouth.

The cross lotus?

After listening to Zhang Xiaojing's report, Li Mi frowned. He tried to think about what this thing was, and what it had to do with the right kill lurking in Chang'an. But he couldn't think of a clue for a while, so with a wave of his hand, he spread the news to the Jing'an Division Hall and handed it over to the group of old scribes under Xu Bin.

In the face of the big case, Li Mi believed that it was not a big problem.

Zhang Xiaojing said again: By the way, I may know Wang Yunxiu's whereabouts. Li Mi raised his eyebrows, the safety of the daughter of Wang Zhonghei is the second priority after finding the right killer, but unfortunately there have been no clues, Zhang Xiaojing actually tried this?

Cao Poyan also confessed to this?

No, after he finished speaking, the cross lotus died. Zhang Xiaojing explained, but when I flattened the body, I smelled a fragrance on his chest, which was séance, which was commonly used by Miss Wang.

Li Mi snorted and let him continue. Zhang Xiaojing said: When the Turkic wolf guard withdrew from Xiuzheng Fang to Changmingfang, he brought a woman with him, and Cao Poyan has been waiting in Changmingfang, and he has the smell of séance. This shows that Wang Yunxiu's last foothold must be in Changmingfang. You have to go and see it as soon as possible.

After analyzing it, he couldn't help but purse his lips.

In this matter, Zhang Xiaojing has selfish intentions. He didn't care about what happened to Wang Yunxiu at all, he just wanted to rescue Wen Ran. He knew that only by misleading Jing'an Si and making them think that it was Wang Yunxiu who was kidnapped by the Turks would these people exert their strength to investigate.

This lie will not hinder the direction of the main investigation, but Zhang Xiaojing is not sure if this can be concealed from Li Yu, this guy's vision is too vicious, but he will not be so easy to deceive.

How do you know that this is the incense commonly used by Wang Yunxiu? Li Mihu asked suspiciously. He really caught the key at once, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaojing had already calculated his rhetoric: A friend of mine runs an incense shop and has been supplying this kind of customized spice to the palace.

Li Bi shook the report in his hand: But the brigade army has carefully searched Changmingfang, and found nothing.

I can take the fine dog and go again. Zhang Xiaojing insisted, and there was a faint pleading in his tone. This made Li Mi quite surprised, and couldn't help but look at him more. Why is this guy so interested in Wang Yunxiu?

He pondered for a moment and granted the request. After all, this is Wang Zhonghe's daughter, even if it is to make a gesture for the Wang family, you have to search for it. However, Li Yu did not allow Zhang Xiaojing to go in person. The most critical force should be placed on the most important thing, and now the focus of Jing'an Division is not Wang Yunxiu, but to kill nobles on the right.

Seeing this, Yao Runeng hurriedly volunteered. He had seen Zhang Xiaojing walk his dog before, and he was a little experienced. Before leaving, Zhang Xiaojing grabbed Yao Runeng's arm and told a few details on how to use the sniff of a fine dog, which was really a sincere teaching. Now even Yao Runeng felt that something was wrong, and thought to himself when Zhang Xiaojing was a bad handsome before, could something have happened with this Wang Yunxiu?

After Yao Runeng left, only Li Yu, Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi were soon left in the grass house. At this time, Xu Bin was still running a big case in the Jing'an Division, and the results had not yet come out. In a rare free time, these three people looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Mi waved the dust: Let's review the whereabouts of the Turkic wolf guard Zhang Xiaojing reached out and grabbed the whisker of the dust, with a serious face: How long has Li Sicheng not rested?

It's only two days. The official has been clearing the valley all the year round, and he can still endure it.

Li Mi wanted to pull the whisk back, but he didn't expect Zhang Xiaojing to have a lot of strength, and he couldn't pump it all of a sudden. He felt that it was undignified to pull like this, so he snorted coldly and simply let go. Zhang Xiaojing snatched the dust and threw it aside: Li Sicheng, I suggest you go and doze off. You've been tense like this, and sooner or later you'll collapse.

Tan Qi glanced at Zhang Xiaojing gratefully, took a few steps forward, and waved his hand to help Gongzi, laughing at himself: No, I can't sleep at all. These days, as soon as I close my eyes, I am afraid that something big will happen after I fall asleep, and I will not be able to deal with it. Zhang Xiaojing criticized unceremoniously: Such a mentality of suffering from gains and losses, can you also cultivate the Tao?

Li Mi let out a long sigh: Dao's heart is lonely, and he pays attention to everything and does not linger. But these hundreds of thousands of lives, how can I really ignore them? Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, but I can't cultivate this realm.

Then what kind of Tao is there to cultivate, is it not good to be a prime minister in a down-to-earth manner? Zhang Xiaojing asked rhetorically.

Li Mi pursed his lips, revealing the eyes of a rough person like you. He didn't want to dwell on this topic, and asked rhetorically: How did the injury on your hand come about?

Zhang Xiaojing struggled all the way, was tortured by Ma Geer, fought to the death with Cao Poyan, and experienced the torture of water and fire and right Xiaowei, which can be described as scarred. However, the most conspicuous injury on his left hand was the severed finger on his left hand, which was very different from other injuries and must have a cause.

Zhang Xiaojing has nothing to hide, and he will talk about Ge Lao's affairs. Li Mi had heard Yao Runeng's report before, but many details were not clear, and only then did he know what was going on in the shack of Pingkangfang.

Tan Qi's complexion changed several times, she never knew that this unruly man who didn't talk about any rules would still be so heavy, but he didn't react. In his opinion, betraying the secret pile is a loss, but for the sake of the overall situation, there is no way to do it. He and Zhang Xiaojing are essentially the same kind of people, and they will not hesitate to kill an innocent person to prevent the big ship from capsizing.

But Zhang Xiaojing actually cut off a finger to atone for his sins, but it was much unexpected by Li Yu.

Sentimental. Li Mi commented coldly with two words, if this official encounters this kind of thing, you can just do it, you don't have to feel guilty or anything. The overall situation is important, what is the crime?

Zhang Xiaojing closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes, obviously unwilling to stay too long on this topic.

Both of them are talking about the character of hiding ten, and neither of them has any intention of sharing their lives, and the atmosphere of the conversation has just disappeared. There was an embarrassing silence in the grass house for a while, and they looked at each other for a long time, and they all regretted it a little, knowing that it was better to talk about work.

These two people may be the best partners, but they certainly can't become friends.

Tan Qi looked at Gongzi on the left and Dengtuzi on the right, and smelled a strong smell of embarrassment. She turned her eyes around, turned and went out, and after a while, brought back a plate of oil from the Temple of Mercy, with a few sheets of dough underneath. The seeds are vegetarian and fried, and they are very hungry. These two people haven't eaten anything since noon, and they don't know how long they will suffer, so they have to eat more in this spare time.

With food to relieve the siege, the scene is finally not so embarrassing☆ Yu and Zhang Xiaojing each dragged a futon and came to the jacket outside the grass house. Tan Qi rested the plate between the two.

Li Mi refused to scrawl and squat, and knelt down meticulously; Zhang Xiaojing leaned against the wooden pillar on the edge of the house and straightened his legs. They reached out and picked up the oil from their plates, and looked out at the clear water of the well.

The Temple of Mercy is low-lying, and from the perspective of here, you can't see a single lantern. But half of the night was red, but it showed that the whole Chang'an had fallen into a happy carnival. The two contrasts show the coldness here.

The two lonely guardians just stayed in the dark, eating cold food and water, silently gazing at the beautiful scenery of the good day that was happening.

The time left for them to rest is not long. As soon as half of the oil on the plate was eaten, Xu Bin had already sent news from the Jing'an Division Hall that they had found out the origin of the cross lotus - Persian Jingjiao.

Nestorianism and Manichaeism are also known as Sanyi Religion. The religion actually came from Great Qin and was introduced to Middle-earth as early as the Zhenguan period. In official documents, it is referred to as the Persian Temple. Its scale is slightly weaker than that of Zoroastrianism, and it only spreads in Xicheng in a low-key manner, so even Zhang Xiaojing does not know the origin of the cross lotus.

It just so happened that there was a Jingjiao disciple in Jing'an, and when he heard the four words of the cross lotus, he immediately pointed out that in the Jing Temple, the most significant mark was the hanging cross on the top and the lotus flower on the bottom.

The scenery is bright, the lotus is clean, and the cross is redeemed. This doctrine is also unique.

Since Cao Poyan said the cross lotus, it is obvious that this right-killing nobleman should be hiding in the Jing Temple. Previously, Long Bo was in the Zoroastrian shrine, and it seems that the Turks liked to use innocent members as a cover.

But Zhang Xiaojing and Li Mi didn't have any joy. In Chang'an City, there are more than a dozen Jing Temples on the scale, and there are more than 1,000 Jing monks. Just relying on such a sentence to find the right to kill, it is tantamount to Dahe people.

Can you check the degree of Jingji Temple like you did in Zoroastrianism before? Zhang Xiaojing asked.

Li Mi shook his head. The previous investigation of the Zoroastrian Temple was only limited to one square in Huaiyuan, and now it is necessary to investigate the Jingjiao degree in the entire Chang'an, and time does not allow it at all.

Tan Qi coughed lightly on the side, and before Li Yu could say anything, Zhang Xiaojing raised his head and smiled: The girl seems to have an idea? Tan Qi originally wanted to secretly hint at Gongzi, but he was caught in the light by this disciple, and he couldn't help glaring at him in shame.

Li Mi didn't care about these details: there are no miscellaneous people here, you don't have to scruple about Tanqi, you can say it directly if you have something to say.

Tan Qi said boldly: I am reminded of an old thing. When our Jing'an Division was created, the location was changed several times, and it was finally set in Guangdefang. There is Jingzhao Mansion in the same square here, which is convenient for case access; It is adjacent to the West Market in the west, and can monitor Hu merchants; It is connected to the imperial city in the north and is always in contact with the palace; It is connected to Suzaku Street in the east, and it is easy to mobilize troops. Only by sitting here, can Childe grasp the overall situation, and the command machine should be the same idea, right?

She said it tactfully, but Li Mi's eyes lit up, she stood up from the futon and wiped the greasy on her hands with a dough cake: Take the Fang Tu!

There is no sand table here, but the painters of Jing'an Division have made a bamboo paper map. Although the brushstrokes are sloppy, the marks are all there. Tan Qi immediately turned around and took it, spread it out on the ground, and Li Mi and Zhang Xiaojing leaned over to study it.

Tan Qi was really keen, and she found a wonderful entry point at once: the right-killing nobleman came to Chang'an not for a vacation, but for command and coordination. On the one hand, he has to control the wolf guard, and on the other hand, he has to be able to contact the mysterious force that bought him at any time, which is extremely demanding. But he didn't have a watchtower system, so he had to choose a place to stay in all directions.

Zhang Xiaojing took a little wolf's hair, drew a black line on the map, extended from Jinguangmen to Xishi, then to Changmingfang, and then turned back to Guangdefang. There is also a dotted line in the middle, which connects to the whereabouts of the Xiuzheng Fang N Wei in Chang'an City in the east, and it is soon clear at a glance. Next to him, Li Mi also picked up a tube of little wolf hair, but it was cinnabar, and what he pointed out was all the Jing Temples within two squares near this black line.

All the religions in Chang'an are managed by the ancestral hall. Xu Bin was very serious, and when he delivered the news to Caolu just now, he specially transferred the directory of Jing Temple from the ancestral hall for inquiry.

The two of them ticked the dots, the black lines and the red dots, and after a while, the map was a mess. Outsiders look like children's graffiti, but in their eyes, it is a gradually narrowing area, and the location is denied, and the enemy's hiding place is becoming clearer and clearer.

Eventually, their eyes converged on a place on the map, and they looked up and smiled at each other.

This place is called Yining Fang, located at the northernmost west end of Chang'an City, next to Kaiyuan Gate. In the ninth year of Zhenguan, Jing monk Aroben came to Chang'an from Persia, and Emperor Taizong allowed him to set up a Persian Hu Temple in Yining Fang, which can be regarded as the ancestral temple of Jingjiao in Middle Earth, and the list of Jing monks in the temple shows that there are about 200 Jing monks in the temple.

On the surface, it is located in the northwest of Chang'an City, in the middle of nowhere. If you can take a closer look, it has Kaiyuan Gate in the northwest, Jinguang Gate in the southwest, and West Market in the south. Fangbei faces a horizontal road, is one of the six streets of Chang'an, passes through the imperial city, and Zhuque Street just becomes the cross that runs through Chang'an, and the traffic is very convenient.

Whether from the perspective of hiding or contact, Yining Fangjing Temple is an inevitable choice for right killing.

I'll check it out for myself. Zhang Xiaojing quickly got up and stopped him: Even if you enter the temple, how can you find it in the face of hundreds of monks?

Zhang Xiaojing said: The status of the right kill in the Turks is noble, and it is impossible to lurk in Chang'an all the time. As long as you ask which Jing monk is new, it should be generally not bad. Li Mi felt that this screening method was still too rough, but at the moment there was too little information, so he could only leave it at that. Specifically, it can only rely on Zhang Xiaojing to improvise on the spot.

It's all the fault of the damn hour.,It's too hasty☆ I thought to myself.

Zhang Xiaojing added: Within this range, there are still Jing Temples in several places in Buzheng Yankang, and we still have to send a few teams of people to visit, and there can be no omissions.

I'm ready for this.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojing made an unexpected request: Can the Tanqi girl lend it to me?

In the face of this abrupt and even rude request, Li Mi and Tan Qi were very surprised. Zhang Xiaojing said: There are many people in Jingsi, and the situation is very complicated. The girl has a keen eye and a delicate heart, far stronger than a man, and I think she will be able to help - there is no room for mistakes now.

The last sentence moved Li Mi a little, pinched his chin and thought about it: I can't make an idea for Tan Qi, you can ask her. Zhang Xiaojing walked in front of Tan Qi and bowed his hand slightly: Time waits for no one.

Tan Qi thought that he would talk a lot, but he didn't expect that just five words, hard, and non-negotiable. She looked at her son as if asking for help, but Li Mi made up her mind and remained silent. Tan Qi left his lips and hung his head silently. Zhang Xiaojing said: Don't worry. Others may covet the girl's beauty, but what I want to borrow is just the girl's mind.

You don't know whether to be angry or happy for a while. She looked at Childe again and noticed that the wrinkles on his forehead were much deeper, and her heart couldn't help but soften. For the sake of Childe, you can live without it, let alone this!

She raised her head and bravely met the eyes of the disciples: I will go. But there is one thing to say first, I will judge the situation myself, and you have no right to order. Zhang Xiaojing held his right hand high and stretched it out.

What?

High-fives are an oath.

Tan Qi reluctantly clapped his hands with him, feeling that this man's palm was really rough, with a thick layer of calluses, which made her palm slightly tender. It suddenly occurred to her that in front of the door of the right guard, it seemed that this hand was pressed on her shoulder.

The hour was indeed extremely urgent, and Tan Qi was not allowed to ponder her careful thoughts. The two of them made a little preparation, and then hurriedly left the grass house.

Just as Zhang Xiaojing was about to step out of the threshold, Li Mi suddenly said: Zhang Duwei, you don't have to worry about it this time, just let it go. This officer will never doubt you. Zhang Xiaojing stopped and turned around in front of the threshold. His back was from the faint light outside, and his face was dark, but his single eye shone with a strange light: I never doubt Li Sicheng, but the enemies in Jing'an Si are different.

After saying that, he strode away from the grass house☆ He suddenly sighed. Tan Qihu glanced at Childe suspiciously, and always felt that there was something inexplicable in his sigh.

Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi left quickly, and it was pointless for Li Mi to stay alone in the grass house, so he returned directly to the Jing'an Division Hall. Next to the wall of the Temple of Mercy, a wooden ladder was erected early, and in order to prevent the chief from falling, Xu Bin also thoughtfully tied the top of the ladder with a rope.

It's indecent to circumvent the wall after all. Considering Li Mi's face, only Xu Bin was waiting on the opposite side with a lantern. As soon as he got off the ladder, Xu Bin was about to turn around and lead the way, but Li Bi suddenly stopped him: Wait a minute, I have a few words and I want to explain to you.

Xu Bin didn't understand why he didn't go to the main hall of Jing'an Division. He hurriedly stopped, looked around again with a puzzled expression, and made sure that no one was listening, before he spoke: Do you think there is something wrong?

Xu Bin was a little confused. Isn't the matter of the Turkic Wolf Guard already fully discussed? What are Li Sicheng's doubts? Besides, even if there is any doubt, you should tell Zhang Xiaojing, why did you choose to tell me at the root of the wall?

Seeing that he was ignorant, Li Yu didn't explain, and said to himself: Do you still remember that at the beginning of the afternoon, Zhang Xiaojing and Yao Runeng went to Xifu Store and Yuanlai Business Inn to investigate the case?

Remember, hey, remember. Xu Bin said without memory. During that operation, a brazier from a distant merchant inn ignited the stables' forage, causing chaos. Yao Runeng hurriedly put out a cigarette, Zhang Xiaojing had to leave the Xifu store and go to the rescue, and then felt that something was wrong, so he turned back halfway and ran into the wolf guard killing people and leaving.

Li Mi sneered: "That merchant is used to the horse business, how could he make the mistake of putting the brazier next to the feed?" Zhang Xiaojing only went to the Xifu store to investigate, and there was a problem when he came to the merchant inn from afar, if it weren't for such a stir, I was afraid that Zhang Xiaojing would have taken down the Turkic wolf guard earlier.

Xu Bin didn't quite understand, what Li Mi was entangled in this detail☆ Yu said: Zhang Xiaojing Shen arrived in Changmingfang at the beginning, and Shen Zheng was captured by Cui Qi. It's only been half an hour, how did Li Xiang grasp the trend in such a short period of time and convince Cui Qi?

What do you mean? Sluggish as Xu Bin also smacked the taste, but he didn't dare to say it at all.

Li Mi stood under the wall, his eyes flashed coldly: Zhang Xiaojing had already seen that there was a mole in this Jing'an Division.

A ball of hemp paper twisted and curled in the furnace, tongues of fire peeking through from behind the paper, and soon turned it into a pile of ashes.

Right Kill clapped his hands and stood up with relief. It was the last secret document between him and the royal court, and no one could ever link him to the Turks from then on—at least no one could prove it.

Next, he looked around and picked up a gilded wine bottle from the cabinet that he had once cherished. This wine bottle was given to him by the Khan, with a curved handle and a galloping horse and an argali, on the outer wall, with a strong steppe style. Right Kill snorted regretfully, threw the wine bottle on the ground, and stomped on it with his foot until he couldn't see the original appearance.

A pair of sheepskin oblique sacs, several boxes of horse oil ointment, two tiger head silver chains, and a densely woven windproof lampshade were also found in the room, all of which were more or less Turkic in style, and might reveal the identity of the right killer. They are either destroyed or discarded far away.

In fact, these items don't say anything, Datang is quite advocating Hu Feng, and such utensils abound. However, Right Kill feels that at this time, it is impossible to be too careful.

After being busy for a long time, the forehead of the right killer was also slightly sweaty. He tried to take a sweat towel from his belt to wipe it, but he accidentally touched a clump of human hair wrapped around his belt. Right Kill frowned, remembering that this was the top hair cut from Cao Poyan's head, he snorted coldly disdainfully, tore it off hard, and threw it into the Jun furnace, and the hair quickly turned into ashes.

Hey, these fools. Right Kill straightened up, looked out the window, and couldn't help but sneer. These ignorant wolf guards still think that they are the Turks who can be on par with the Tang Dynasty decades ago? What a fool!

He is in a high position and can see the pattern very clearly. Today's Turks are just a tribe that survives on the steppe, with the title of Khan, but it is difficult to suppress even the surrounding small tribes. An old and sick wolf will sooner or later be replaced by other prime-aged wolves in the pack.

In this situation, the khan is still whimsical and wants to provoke the Tang Dynasty in Chang'an, and in the eyes of the right killing, this is simply self-defeating. However, he did not bother to persuade him, but took the initiative to invite Ying to come to Chang'an to command.

Anyway, the Turks will perish sooner or later, so it's better to take the opportunity to sell it for a good price. These wolf guards are the best bargaining chips.

The original idea of right killing was to take refuge in Datang. However, the attitude of the imperial court was unpredictable, and the right kill did not dare to take risks. Soon he got in touch with a better buyer and got a price that was absolutely satisfying to him and an amazing plan.

What exactly that plan is, Right Kill doesn't care. He just did what the other party asked him to do, driving his subordinates to carry out every step. This is a great bargain, and the Turk will pay the cost and bear the price, and all the benefits will be his own. Those pathetic wolf guards, I'm afraid I don't know what they're doing until they die.

There's no way, who made them wolf guards and kill them right? There is a saying in the Han land, how to say it, those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people. What a wise saying.

Thinking of this, Right Kill grinned and let out a dry laugh in the empty bedroom. Now that the agreement has been completed, Right Kill burned the last document from the wolf guard and threw away everything related to the Turks.

Now everything is ready. Next, just wait for the other party to come to the door. Then he can go wherever he wants and live whatever life he wants.

Right Kill threw the stove in the corner, returned to the middle of the bedroom, and sat back down in front of the desk. In addition to the scripture candlestick and the short knife that cut off Cao Poyan's hair, there was also a clay Capricorn-shaped wine jug and a matching glass cup—not typical of the Turkic style, so it was spared.

Right Kill poured himself a glass of blood-red Western Regions wine, shaking slightly. By the light outside, he could see the shimmering amber color in the cup.

The old man raised his glass and muttered to himself, feeling that he should make a toast to his future good life.

The dog shrugged its nose and searched back and forth through the rubble of Changmingfang, which had become a ruin. Yao Runeng held it restlessly, looking out from time to time.

On the other side of the wall, there is a cracking silk like the sound of singing, accompanied by bursts of applause, one after another is this loud sound is already full of temptation, if you can climb on the wall to see the past, I am afraid that the picture will be several times more exciting.

But Yao Runeng couldn't take care of these, his heart was full of anxiety at this time. First, the search has not yielded results for a long time, and it is entrusted by Zhang Duwei; The second is that I don't know how the Jing'an Division has investigated, and the Turkic remnants have been in decline for a while, and An has not been quiet for a while.

The dog suddenly craned its neck and barked loudly.

Yao Runeng squatted down with a wry smile and rubbed the hair on the neck of the thin dog, which was already barking at the well for the third time. When the brigade army searched the scene, he had already noticed that the well was covered with stones, and after moving away, he looked inside, but there was nothing. This time, Yao Runeng led the dog and repeatedly probed in to see, and there was nothing unusual.

Why does the dog keep pestering? The stubborn temper is really like Zhang Duwei.

This disrespectful thought came out, and Yao Runeng laughed at himself, thinking that he should not let Zhang Duwei know. He got up and patted the dirt on his body, since the search was fruitless, it was better to go back early. Zhang Duwei may have a new direction on his side, and he doesn't want to miss it.

But in this misconception, the dog took the opportunity to break free from the reins and pounced on the edge of the well pavilion like an arrow. Yao Runeng was quite helpless, and walked over to take it away, but as soon as he got closer, he suddenly found that there seemed to be something left in the dog's mouth. Yao Runeng frowned, reached out and pulled it out, and found that it was a small piece of fabric.

It was a ubiquitous piece of burlap, dark black and elongated, torn from the cracks in the stone platform.

Yao Ru could look at the color of the fabric, and then look at the dark bottom of the well, and suddenly his heart moved. He beckoned the unscrupulous people in the vicinity to come over, tied a rope around his waist, tied one end to the pavilion pillar, and then climbed down little by little with his feet in a series of small pits recessed by the well.

At this time, it was getting late, and it was pitch black when the bottom of the well went a little down. Yao Ru can make the bad guy light a lantern and hang it down slowly, descending at the same time as himself. He slipped several times along the way, but thanks to the rope, he didn't fall down. Finally reached the bottom of the well, Yao Runeng took the lantern in his hand and was taken aback.

The ground at the bottom of the well was covered with a layer of dark linen, and a human figure was raised high. Covered by this black cloth, and the light has been closed, it is no wonder that there is nothing unusual at the wellhead. These Turks are really Tibetans!

Yao Ru was able to tear open the sackcloth, revealing an unconscious woman. He leaned down and probed her breath with one hand and propped her shoulder with the other. Unexpectedly, at the slightest touch, the woman woke up and turned around, and immediately picked up the gravel and hit him on the head. Yao Runeng was caught off guard, and was smashed into the head with a bang, baring his teeth in pain.

Fortunately, this woman's strength is limited, so she won't knock people out. Yao Runeng grabbed her wrist with one hand and explained in a loud voice: We are from Jing'an, and you are safe now. Then he hurriedly flashed a waist card from his waist.

The woman was stunned, and Yao Runeng couldn't help but squeeze out a smile: That's right, we are from the government.

The woman cried out and stretched out her arms to tighten Yao Runeng. Yao Ru can break out in a cold sweat, if this is seen by the people of the palace, he is afraid that he will eat and hang. But she was probably frightened and refused to let go no matter what. Yao Runeng had no choice but to let her repeat, shouting to the person at the mouth of the well to add a rope and drag the two people at the bottom of the well.

It took a lot of twists and turns to finally drag the two of them out of the wellhead without danger. Yao Ru could see that she had no obvious injuries except for being overly frightened, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Miss Wang Yunxiu, please come back to Jing'an Division with us first. Yao Runeng said respectfully.

The woman looked up blankly, as if she hadn't recovered yet. Yao Runeng repeated it again, and the woman woke up like a dream, and hurriedly said: Huh? Are you mistaken? I'm not Miss Wang. My name is Sniff.

Yao Runeng's face turned snow-white.

As soon as they came out of Guangdefang, Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi were immediately overwhelmed by the noise outside.

It is close to the West Market, and there are many wealthy merchants, and each business has riveted its strength to compete in order to promote its own business. If you are three zhang, I will be three zhang five; If you tie a lantern dragon pillar, I will let a fire phoenix spread its wings; The east family hangs ten colors of heavy brocade on the lamp stand, and the west family wants to hang five strands of gold and silver pendants everywhere in the mountain shed, floating like a fairy. Every year, the lanterns are the most fierce here, and the people gather the most.

At this time, as far as the eye can see, the walls on both sides of the avenue in the middle of Guangdexi City have set up bamboo giants such as lantern wheels, lamp trees, and lamp mountains of different shapes, and the flags of many businesses are displayed on them, stretching for several miles. Hundreds of thousands of ivory candles flickered in the air, illuminating everywhere, making people dizzy.

These candles are more than two feet long, and the thickness of a child's arm, and they are placed in an octagonal paper cage with a windproof wind, and they are not extinguished at night. The candle is mixed with spices, and the base is filled with sesame oil, so in the place where the lamp is at its peak, there is often a rich and greasy candle incense. When the night breeze blows, the city is full of smoke.

Hundreds of people gathered under the lampstand, everyone raised their heads, looked at the lamp, smelled the incense, and pressed a grain of coarse salt under their tongues. This is a long-standing popular custom in Chang'an City: the salt one, Yan Ye; Candle man, Shouya. If you absorb the fragrance of a candle, you can prolong your life for a year, and you can ask for good luck, which is called candle sucking life.

Because of such a tradition, Chang'an's Shangyuan Lantern Festival was not congested at first. Most people have to stop under the lampstand, suck the candle for a while, and then start wandering around - don't worry, this good night is still long, and everyone who watches the lanterns has this kind of thought.

Zhang Xiaojing knew this habit, and urged Tan Qi to take advantage of this time to go quickly, and if it was too late, he would really be stuck in traffic.

Tan Qi's riding skills are good, and she glanced at Zhang Xiaojing defiantly: I don't care about you. With that, she grabbed her horse's belly, and her mount leaped forward, one man and one horse, and skillfully slipped between the two mule carts, and drove away. The back is heroic and cool, and it does not lose to men at all.

Zhang Xiaojing was not annoyed, and followed closely with a shake of the reins, followed closely by the soldiers of the other brigades.

From Guangdefang to Yiningfang, you need to go north for three intersections and then west for two intersections. Along the way, there are prosperous places, crowded with people, cars and horses, and the group almost does not even have a chance to turn around. They walked and stopped, and it took a while to arrive at Yining Fang.

Yiningfang is close to the Kaiyuan Gate in the west, and most of the Hu merchants who can't enter the West Market will choose to settle here, so the density of Hu nationality is higher than that of the West Market. There are many temples of various religions in the workshop, with different shapes, which can be regarded as a scene of Chang'an. The top is like a flame-shaped wall, and the color of the wall is the Zoroastrian Ancestral Hall; The one with two flags erected on the ridge of the roof is the Manichi Temple; At the northwest corner of East Cross Street, there is a stone domed hall with a cross hanging on it, which is where the Jing Temple is located.

At this time, Yining Fang was also lit up everywhere, and it was very lively. In time for the upsurge of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, these temples have opened their middle gates, distributed good food, and preached the Dharma. Tourists also take the opportunity to visit and see exotic wonders that they don't usually see.

Zhang Xiaojing and others came to the gate of Jing Temple, and there were more than a dozen Jing monks in white robes standing at the door, all smiling, giving small wooden crosses and hand-copied small scrolls to passers-by.

Zhang Xiaojing quietly ordered his subordinates to find out the entrances and exits of Jing Temple, and separated two people to guard them.

Tan Qi asked him: Do you want to go to Bishop Chadumo? She had done some homework before, and knew that the person in charge of the Jingjiao sect in Chang'an was called the archbishop, and his status was similar to that of the Zoroastrian Dasabao. But Zhang Xiaojing shook his head: This is different from the Zoroastrian situation, we don't know what the identity of the right kill is, and it is easy to startle the snake if we go to check it rashly. I have other plans, and I need your cooperation, girl.

Tan Qi was about to ask what he was going to do, when a white-robed Jing monk had already greeted him. He took out two strings of crosses: Two good men, will you admire my cross and listen to my preaching?

He has a high nose and deep eyes, and at first glance he is not from the Central Plains, and he is not very fluent in Chinese. Zhang Xiaojing took a string, put it on Tan Qi casually, and then said with a smile: My wife dreamed of a golden armor god last night, with a cross on his chest and a lotus flower on his feet. We have come to the Persian temple today to find a teacher.

Tan Qi was shocked, how could this disciple talk nonsense! But she couldn't say it to her face, she froze in place, her face was red and white for a while. At this time, Zhang Xiaojing held up her hand: Madam, you have been blessed by the cross a lot, and you have to thank you this time. Tan Qi noticed that there was no tease in Zhang Xiaojing's eyes, only a cold light.

She suddenly woke up, this was not teasing, she was doing something, and hurriedly gathered her shame and smiled at Jing Seng.

Jing Seng was quite pleased, it is rare that there are sincere people in the Tang Dynasty, I think it was influenced by this lady with Western Regions blood. This is more rare than offering a few horses of silk and a few pieces of gold. He asked diligently: Do you know the name of that great master?

This time, there was no need for Zhang Xiaojing to mention it, and Tan Qi himself quickly entered the state: the Golden Armor Shenren only said that he was not from the Central Plains, and he had only arrived in Chang'an in recent months.

They had discussed with Li Mi before that it was impossible to hide for too long to kill such a nobleman. If he becomes a Jing monk in this temple, the time should not exceed three months.

Jing Seng frowned and said that the believers of my religion include people from the Great Qin Kingdom, Persia and other places, as well as people from the Western Regions and even the northern grasslands, which is not from the Central Plains, which is too broad. Tan Qi Lian Mi said: Or the Sogdians?

Cao Poyan entered Chang'an as a Sogdian merchant, which was very convenient, and there was no reason not to use it to kill nobles.

Jing Seng thought for a while, and was full of apologies: there are too many monks in the temple, and it is not easy to find them for a while. Why don't you two come in with me first, and I'll ask the other initiates.

This proposal is right in the middle. Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi walked side by side and followed the Jing monk into the temple.

After entering the temple, you will first see an octagonal stone building that is more than three zhang high, each side is engraved with a cross pattern, and the lower lotus seat, this should be the cross lotus that Cao Poyan said. Behind the stone building, there is a small square square, the ground is paved with bluestone, swept spotlessly, there is a row of Persian stone statues on each side of the field, and at the end is a quaint hall, the front is convex and the top, and a cross is erected high on the top.

Compared with the Zhongtu temple view, the building here is slightly unadorned, simple and clean, and there is no bell tower and drum tower on the left and right. Jing Seng took the two of them inside for a while, and when he saw a person, he couldn't help but shout: Deacon Is, it seems here.

The man was about the same age as Li Mi, with a typical Persian appearance, blue eyes and purple hair, curly hair, but his facial features were slightly soft, quite like a woman. His white robe had a long buckle in the shape of an olive branch pinned to his left shoulder, and his rank should be higher than that of Jing Monk.

It is worth mentioning his eyes, which are large and round, and are a very pure blue color, as if they were set with two precious stones.

This is Deacon Is, and he is in charge of the affairs of the temple. Ask him about big and small things. Jing Seng enthusiastically introduced to Zhang Xiaojing. Although Isi is an authentic Hu person, Tang Yin is extremely standard. He smiled and congratulated the couple on Shangyuan, his voice was mellow and graceful, which made people feel good.

Tan Qi repeated the words of looking for Dade, and Yi Si clapped his hands and smiled: In this way, there is indeed an elder from the Western Regions, who has not long arrived in the temple, and is almost as close to what Mrs. Zun heard in her dreams.

He speaks Tang fluently, but his choice of words and sentences is always in writing, which should be learned from ancient scriptures.

Zhang Xiaojing and Tan Qi glanced at each other, and said at the same time: If we are thirsty for seekers, can I ask the deacon to introduce me? Isis drew a cross on his chest and smiled gently: "As ordered—but this is called Daqin Temple, not a Persian temple."

So Jing Seng returned to the door, and Isi personally led the way for the couple and walked all the way to the main hall.

The pattern in this temple hall is very different from that of the Middle Earth temple. There is a dome with four straight pillars, and in the center is a cross with a crown of thorns on his head, and his face is sad.

I, Jing Zun Mi Shi He, took pity on the suffering of the world, descended to the world to preach the law, guided people to be good, and was killed by the officials of Daqin Prefecture. The body was suspended on the cross, and it was resurrected three days later, which is an immortal miracle. Isis said as he walked, casually talking about doctrinal allusions, his voice humming across the dome.

Zhang Xiaojing said suspiciously: A state official can be killed, why is this Jingzun so bad? Is's smile did not change: It is easy to teach the two to know: all the plans are not predestined. Jing Zun knew that there was such a catastrophe, and wanted to represent the sins of the masses in order to seek redemption, which is the true law of great mercy and compassion.

Tan Qi listened interestingly, and also asked: Jizo Bodhisattva made a great wish to save all evil ghosts, hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha, is it similar to this?

What he taught, he didn't dare to say anything.

They walked around while chatting, and unconsciously bypassed the main hall and came to a separate room in the corner of the hall. The room was low and narrow, divided in two by a dark red wooden wall, with a window the size of an inkstone, covered with wooden boards.

Isdo: This is the confession room in the temple. If a believer has done something wrong and has evil thoughts in his heart, he will come here to repent and ask the great master to dismantle his delusion. There is no heaven and earth here, no six ears, you can speak freely, and there is no risk of leakage. Speaking of which, Isis gave a deep salute: Since the virtuous couple wants to recognize the great virtue, they are naturally here to make a confession?

It's natural.

Isis made a gesture of please: Then please sit down in the confessional room for a while, and I will call him.

The confessional room was not large, it was about the size of a carriage. The two walked in, and before they had time to admire the interior wall decoration, they only heard a bang, and the door was actually closed, and the room was dark for a moment.

Zhang Xiaojing hurriedly reached out to push it, but heard the lock clanging, and Iss locked it firmly outside.

Zhang Xiaojing pushed hard a few times, and the door panel rattled. At this moment, the small window on the wall was opened open, and a ray of light came in. Is's voice came from outside, still so gentle and calm: the two of you might as well repent of your crimes.

Zhang Xiaojing said angrily: You demon monks! My husband and wife sincerely admired, how dare they imprison us!

A jewel-like blue pupil flashed in front of the small window, with a thick mockery: eyes do not meet, shoulders do not meet, I see that you are neither husband and wife, nor do you seeker, but I am afraid that the impostor thief came from to peep at my temple and plot against me - this little trick does not want to fool my eyes.

After saying that, he closed the small window again, and the entire confessional room was completely darkened.

Xu Bin stood in front of the hall of Jing'an Division, looking at the still busy crowd, and his mood fluctuated as if he was running a horse in Leyouyuan.

Li Mi stood in front of the sand table at this time, talking softly with several other principals, and there was no discoloration on his face. But he explained Xu Bin's words in the corner of the wall, and the words were still in his ears: the traitor was not eliminated for a while, and Jing'an Division was uneasy for a while. But there is no third person in the division who can be completely trusted, and you can only investigate it yourself.

Xu Bin really didn't expect that there would be an inner ghost in the Jing'an Division!

The personnel of the Jing'an Division are all drawn from various ministries and agencies, and the composition is very complicated, but everyone's coloring experience has been personally seen by He Jian and Li Mi. Xu Bin couldn't believe that those grassland barbarians had the ability to penetrate layers of scrutiny and erode inside. If it was at the behest of Li Xiang, it would be even more terrifying.

If you want to say suspicious, the most suspicious is Tanqi. She is of mixed Chinese and bearded blood, and her mother is a little Bolu, with a high nose and pale amber pupils. Fortunately, Tan Qi is Li Yu's maid, and she grew up in Li's family since she was a child, and no one will be stupid enough to doubt her.

But others may not have such treatment.

Datang has never distinguished the inferior by blood, and there are many civil and military officials who are not from the Central Plains. Among the subordinate officials of the Jing'an Division, there are many Hu people, and the ratio of Han and Hu is about 51.

If there is news of a traitor at this time, I am afraid that everyone will be in danger, and this relaxed atmosphere will no longer exist. Xu Bin can probably understand why Li Sicheng can only say to himself under the wall.

There is no helper, it cannot be discussed, and it cannot be made public, but the traitor must be dug up as soon as possible. This is really a harsh problem for Xu Bin. Thinking of this, Xu Bin sighed distressedly, walked around the hall with his hands behind his back, and turned his head from time to time to observe everyone in the hall.

However, his eyesight is not good, and he will unconsciously try to get closer. Often before he could see it clearly, people had already noticed it, and looked back at this strangely behaved principal with a surprised face. Xu Bin walked around the hall a few times aimlessly, and suddenly found a person standing next to the dragon water leak in the corner of the hall. He squinted his eyes to see clearly, and before he knew it, he got closer, and suddenly looked up, and his eyes met.

Huh?

This person is actually Cui Qi!

This traitor of Jing'an Division actually came back cheekily again?

Cui Qi's face was very embarrassed, and without waiting for Xu Bin to ask, he first showed his new waist card: On the order of General Gan, he is here to supervise Jing'an affairs.

According to the agreement reached between Li Mi and Gan Shoucheng: Right Xiaowei will no longer pursue Zhang Xiaojing, but he will not be allowed to appear in Jing'an Division. In order to ensure the effectiveness of the agreement, Right Xiaowei will naturally send someone to Jing'an Division to supervise. But General Gan Shoucheng actually sent Cui Qi over, obviously to deliberately disgust Li Yu - as for whether Cui Qi himself would feel disgusting, it was not in Gan Shoucheng's consideration at all.

After Cui Qi returned to Jing'an Division, he stayed in the corner and remained silent at all. Anyway, as long as Zhang Xiaojing doesn't show up, other things have nothing to do with him. Xu Bin didn't discover his existence until now.

Whether in public or private, Xu Bin does not have a good impression of Cui Qi. He gave the traitor a cold look, and without salutation, he turned his head and walked away.

The corners of Cui Qi's mouth twitched, this guy was just an old official who had not entered the stream, and he dared to be so rude to a Xuanjie lieutenant in the hall. If in normal times, he would have flown away with a scabbard, but now, the entire Jing'an Division is his enemy, obviously when he got up today, he was still in high spirits, planning to make a great contribution to his brother, how did he come to this point?

Brother, maybe you shouldn't have brought me over from Longshan.

Cui Qi looked at the brightly lit hall, sighed deeply, took a step back, and continued to hide himself in the dark.

This is the path he has chosen, and he will inevitably have to bear the consequences for it.

Xu Bin didn't know or care about Cui Qi's troubles, he was circling around the hall like a headless fly, and his heart was in turmoil. How to find this traitor, it really stumped him.

Number recitation is not difficult for Xu Bin, but it is much more difficult for this person to guess. Xu Bin returned to his bookcase with his hand, and suddenly saw a small bamboo knife used to cut paper rolls in front of him.

He suddenly realized that just looking at them one by one, how many years would he have to see before it was finished? I'm so stupid, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and you have to have a way to do it. Xu Bin simply knelt down and returned to his seat and sorted out the four treasures of the study room on the desk. This is Xu Bin's habit, which can be used to refine his ideas.

When everything on the case was classified in its own category and organized, Xu Bin really had an idea. He shook the brass bell and asked the servant to immediately find a detailed drawing of Jing'ansi, and then picked up a crystal piece and studied it carefully.

The whole department is divided into three parts: the left and right side halls of the main hall and the apse. The main hall is officed, the side hall stores the files and documents, and the apse is the prison for the prisoners. At the back of the building, there is a large garden, which covers a large area, and there are a number of detached huts scattered among them, such as retreats, watchtowers, latrines, wells, and canals. On the outermost part is a tall courtyard wall, planted with thorns.

There are only two exits in the entire Jing'an Division - the main entrance of the main hall, which leads to the cross street in the fangnei; There is also a corner gate that opens to the east, which can directly connect to the Jingzhao Yin Gongfu next to it. Oh, and by the way, there's now an extra staircase leading to the grass house of the Temple of Mercy.

Xu Bin's thinking is very simple, no matter who this traitor is, he will inevitably face a problem: how to pass on the information. And judging by the speed of those intelligence leaks, this channel must also be particularly fast. Looking at the map, there are only two doors to choose from.

There is also the question of intelligence sources.

There are clear regulations on the news of the Jing'an Division, which can be made public, which can only be notified to the principals, and which can only be dismantled by the Si Cheng and Jing'an Order. For example, the whereabouts of Wolf Guard in West City are open to all personnel; And the news of Wang Yunxiu's kidnapping was only known to Li Yu at first.

Jing'an Division's two intelligence leaks, one in Xifu and one in Changmingfang, are not very high-level. It can be seen that this traitor can't touch things at a higher level.

Soon Xu Bin sketched out the basic situation of this traitor: first, he can pass through the main gate and corner gate without hindrance; Second, he can get in touch with the latest developments of Jing'an Division, but only to the intermediate level. In this way, a large number of small scribes can be screened out, and only a few people at the level of chief clerks are left.

Thinking of this, Xu Bin raised his head and looked at the corner of the hall again. Cui Qi deliberately hid his figure in the dark, which was not easy to find. Ironically, at the moment he was the only person in the hall who could be sure that he was not a mole.

Wait a minute, Cui Qi may know who the mole is? After all, his betrayal must have a connector. But soon Xu Bin denied this speculation that the person who rebelled against Cui Qi must be Li Xiang's person on the bright side, so that it can be convincing. The connector is responsible for wooing, and the traitor is responsible for transmitting information, which are two independent lines.

Besides, even if Cui Qi knew, it was impossible to tell Jing'an Division.

It seems that we have to find a way to find something else.

Xu Bin glanced at the detailed picture again, and suddenly had a brilliant idea. But this idea lacked an opportunity, so he had to wait patiently for the time being.

Before the water leak had passed, there was a sudden commotion outside the main hall. With the sound of hurried footsteps, Yao Runeng walked in with Wen Ran in his arms. Wen Ran was draped in a light blanket, a little wary of the unfamiliar environment, and let the man next to him push forward.

Most of the scribes looked up at her, their eyes complicated. This should be Wang Zhonghe's daughter, right? It's finally back! It was this woman who made them work overtime and not be able to participate in the lantern festival until now.

Yao Runeng brought Wen Ran to Li Mi, but before Li Yu could speak, Yao Runeng took the first step over and said in a low voice: This girl is not Wang Yunxiu, her name is Wen Ran.

Li Mi was stunned when he heard this, he thought that this matter had finally been explained, how could it be extraneous. He said with a cold face: Who is Wen Ran?

Yao Runeng said: I have asked clearly on the road, she is the owner of the Wenji incense shop in Dunyi Fang. According to her own account, she was attacked by the Bear Fire Gang, went to Wang Yunxiu for help, traveled with Xi in a car, and then was attacked by thieves and held hostage all the way to Changmingfang - so maybe uh, we were wrong from the beginning.

This is a sad misunderstanding. It turned out that he was hijacked by the wolf guard, and he had been smelling and dyeing all the time.

What about Wang Yunxiu? Li Mi glared at her.

Wen Ran felt that this man was very fierce, so he quickly shrank back behind Yao Runeng and shook his head. Since the car accident, the things around her have become more and more weird, and she can't keep up with the situation at all, let alone pay attention to Wang Yunxiu's traces.

Li Mi lost interest in her, and he asked Yao Runeng to leave the woman for questioning, and let her go if there was no doubt. Yao Runeng was about to leave with Wen Ran in his arms, but Li Yu suddenly remembered something and stopped them again: Do you know Zhang Xiaojing?

Wen Ran heard the familiar name, and his eyes revealed a hint of joy: That's my father-in-law.

Li Mi's eyes showed a sudden look, he waved the dust, and sneered at Xu Bin: No wonder Zhang Xiaojing insisted on searching again, it turned out that what he was looking for was not Wang Yunxiu, but this smell!

Zhang Xiaojing's obsession with Changmingfang's search again just now made Li Mi feel very strange all the time. Now that he saw that he had found Wen Ran, Li Mi immediately keenly captured the subtle connection in it. Looking back now, it was Wang Yunxiu who took a bite from Zhang Xiaojing in the Zhengfang Workshop, and I am afraid that he was deliberately misleading from the beginning.

Li Mi was annoyed and disappointed. Yes, Zhang Xiaojing did not care about his life to stop the Turks, and this misdirection did not delay the business. But this small action has destroyed Li Yu's unconditional trust: does he have any other behaviors to hide? Will there be similar behavior in the future? This creates a cascade of problems and pitfalls.

Detain her in the apse cell and interrogate her about her relationship with Zhang Xiaojing!

Li Mi sternly revised the order. Yao Runeng thought that he had misheard, and that he was left behind and detained, two terms of completely different natures.

Seeing that he hesitated, Li Mi slammed the dust on the desk and made a bang. Yao Runeng had no choice but to sniff and drag his head back with a little apology.

Wen Ran didn't know what to do, so she had to firmly grasp Yao Runeng's arm, which was the only person in the entire hall who made her feel at ease.

After they left, Li Bi closed his eyes, and he had already made up his mind. As soon as there was progress on the side of Yining Fangjing Temple, Zhang Xiaojing was immediately recalled. In the rest of the operation, he was not sure if he could continue to trust the man.

Xu Bin, who was on the side, didn't know that the chief's attitude towards his collaborators had changed subtly, and he was working hard to write without distractions.

Because the opportunity he had been waiting for had come.

There are two gates leading to the outside world in Jing'an, a main gate and a corner gate, all guarded by soldiers of the brigade army. Anyone who enters and exits here must show a bamboo certificate, and if there is no nationality, it will be regarded as breaking into the palace ban, and the soldiers can kill them on the spot.

From today's day, a large number of people are constantly entering and exiting these two gates, and it is an urgent matter that cannot be delayed. This hectic situation lasted until the time of Shen, when the candles were hung high, the soldiers were already exhausted, and the attitude of checking the bamboo books was perfunctory.

A long-faced official walked out of the corner gate of the Jing'an Division, holding a bamboo book. The soldier guarding the door looked at his face and recognized it as Pang Lushi. He often traveled back and forth between the Jingzhao Mansion and the Jing'an Division through this corner gate, and he was responsible for accessing all kinds of files. So the soldier didn't bother to check the bamboo book, passed his hand slightly, waved his hand and let him go.

Pang Lushi crossed the threshold and entered Jingzhao Mansion. He looked left and right, and did not go straight to the yamen where Silu had joined the army, but P99B turned a corner and got into the horseshoe passage between the main hall and the wall. This sandwich road is very narrow, only allowing one horse to drop its hooves, so it is called the horseshoe sandwich road. There are all kinds of miscellaneous items piled up here, and there are few people who usually come.

He walked to the middle of the horse's hoof path, bent down, and pulled a roll of paper from his bosom. Suddenly, a gong sounded, and a row of lanterns lit up on the wall, and the entire mezzanine was brightly lit. Xu Bin stood at the other end of the road with his hands in his hands, looking at him regretfully.

Lao Pang, I didn't expect it to be you

Pang Lushi panicked: I'm here to relieve myself. Xu Bin smiled bitterly and shook his head: Hey, don't let me go, Jing'an Division's latrine, isn't there enough pits? He walked over, snatched the paper scroll from Pang Lushi's hand, and opened it to see that it was actually a list of food.

Pang Lushi smiled and said: Lao Xu, you also know me, the toilet in Jing'an Division is too dirty, so it is convenient to come here. This paper roll wipes the buttocks, which is more comfortable than the toilet - there is "Now Order", and you can't carry people behind your back.

The imperial court issued the "Present Order", requiring that the paper be respected, and it was strictly forbidden to use the paper on which the words had been written to go to the toilet. Pang Lushi wiped his ass with a food list, strictly speaking, he also had to be hit by the board.

Xu Bindao: Hey, Lao Pang, you are too worried, the law is strict, how can you arrest people because of a piece of broken paper? Then hand him back the paper roll. Pang Lushi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to pat his shoulder to express his affection, but Xu Bin gently dodged away, and his face turned serious: If he wants to arrest it, it is also because of the leakage of military information.

He is honest, and when he talks about this kind of aggressiveness, he stammers and has no authority. When Pang Lushi heard this, his face was displeased: Lao Xu, you can't slander your colleagues like this. It's wrong for me to use paper for convenience, but your accusation is too much, isn't it?

Xu Bin winced for a moment, then sighed, and found that his aura was really not suitable for stabbing and raping. He flashed his body to reveal a person behind him. Pang Lushi looked at it by the candlelight, and it turned out to be the guard guarding the corner gate, who had been tied up with five flowers, so his body began to tremble.

The silence in the mezzanine is inversely proportional to the hustle and bustle outside. Only Xu Bin's voice sounded weakly:

I know there's a spying on the division, but I'll have to wait for an opportunity. Wang Yunxiu returned to the hall just now, but was found to be another woman. I deliberately copied this message to all officials. It's too important, and the mole will definitely send it out as soon as possible. Those who leave their seats at this time to go out, uh, must be the most suspicious.

Xu Bin sincerely explained the trap he had set, lest Pang Lushi would not understand.

I've been wondering how the mole of the Jing'an Division should pass through the main gate or the corner gate, oops. Then I found out that I had fallen into a misunderstanding. This person doesn't have to be the one who walks through the door, but it could also be um, the one who guards the door. When Xu Bin said this, he puffed up a breath, and his tone became more confident, I have seen it just now: You walked through the corner gate, handed over the news to the soldiers guarding the door while checking the bamboo book, and left innocently; The soldier guarding the gate then passed to the person outside, and continued to guard the door innocently. This method is very good, and if you check any of you, you will be innocent. You have to be together to see the fame.

Pang Lushi grunted and sat down in the middle of the tunnel. Xu Bin instructed the bad people on the left and right to go over and take him, Pang Lushi hurriedly raised his face, begged and said: I: I am doing things for Feng Pavilion

Fengge is the province of Zhongshu. He took the initiative to admit that he was Li Xiang's person, and hoped that Xu Bin would be merciful. But even if he is as dull as Xu Bin, he also knows that Li Xiang will never admit to this, let alone protect him, Pang Lushi's career is over.

Pang Lushi also realized this, and pulled Xu Bin's sleeve: I want to see Li Sicheng! I'm just delivering news, and I've never delayed the affairs of Jing'ansi!

When Xu Bin heard this, he was a little angry: Hey! Don't admit it, if it weren't for the secret communication between you and Fengge, the fire in the distant merchant house would have started? Can Cui Qi rebel? Pang Lushi was stunned when he heard this, and then shouted: Cui Wei's matter is true that I passed it on to Fengge, but I haven't passed it on to the business inn from afar!

Well?

Do something for the Turks, that's to kill the head! It's no good. Pang Lushi was indignant.

After he reminded him, Xu Bin found that the two leaks were actually completely different in nature. The distant merchant store accidentally caught fire, and the Turkic wolf guards who stole the map in the Xifu store benefited; In response to Cui Qi's co-optation and rebellion, it was Li Xiang who benefited.

No matter how shameless Pang Lushi is, he will not eat two of them.

Could it be that there are actually two moles? Xu Bin stood in the middle of the passage and couldn't help but shudder. When did Yasuyasu become a sieve? Any sediment can seep in.

He stared at Pang Lushi, staring at the latter until his hair straightened. However, Pang Lushi soon discovered that Xu Bin's short-sighted eyes were actually staring at the blank paper scroll used to untie his hands. He handed it over carefully: if you want to use it

Xu Bin suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran towards the outside of the mezzanine. It's hard to believe that he is past middle age, and his legs and feet are still so dexterous, he disappeared at the end of the mezzanine in a moment's time, leaving behind Pang Lushi's guards and a few bad people who held them to look at each other.

Xu Bin gasped, but his brain was about to explode. He just thought that there was another better transmission channel in this Jing'an Division!

The four streets near Guangdefang are all brightly lit. Those huge lampstands emitted thousands of golden rays of light, illuminating half of the sky.

This is a rare magnificent scene for tourists, but it is the most troublesome disturbance for the watchtower placed by Jing'an Division in Zhufang. Thousands of candles were burned, the noise was heard all night, and the watchtower, whether it was beating drums or raising fires, was almost ineffective.

For this reason, Wu Hou on the watchtower had to cover the lantern with two layers of purple paper to distinguish it from those huge lights. If an immortal were to look down on Chang'an City, he would see a shimmering sea of golden light over the city, and if you had to distinguish it carefully, you could see that there were many faint purple dots mixed in it—like a stingy shopkeeper sprinkling a little sesame seed on top of Biluo cake.

At this moment, the purple light on a watchtower near Guangdefang suddenly went out. However, compared to these colorful lanterns as brilliant as the sun and the moon, this little bit of rotten firefly light is so inconspicuous that no one will pay attention to it at all.

Soon the lights of the second watchtower were also extinguished.

In the third, fourth, and fifth places, in a few dozen snaps of a finger, the purple dots of the watchtower around Guangdefang were all dimmed, like a dark rope, gradually wrapping around Guangdefang's neck.

Yao Runeng locked Wen Ran in the prison in the apse, came out and stood in the courtyard, and let out a long breath. Wen Ran refused to return to the cold and dark environment, and kept asking Yao Runeng what was going on. He was good at talking about it to calm her emotions.

This ordinary girl has experienced so much torture today, it is really pitiful☆ Si Cheng just asked to lock her up like a prisoner, which made Yao Runeng a little unhappy.

He confessed to the guards who guarded the cell, and placed an extra candlestick and a copper basin filled with clean water in the cell—the hair and face were already dirty and needed to be cleaned up.

Arrange it this way, and when Zhang Duwei comes back, I can finally give him an explanation. Yao Runeng thought to himself.

This woman called Zhang Xiaojing as a benefactor, and I don't know what the story is between these two people. Yao Runeng is now full of curiosity about Zhang Xiaojing's life, and he is eager to see this person clearly, and smelling and dyeing should be an excellent way to understand.

Yao Ru asked Wen Ran to clean himself, he took this time to go to the courtyard to breathe, clarify his thoughts, and then go back to interrogate Wen Ran - well, not an interrogation, it was an inquiry, he corrected his words.

The backyard prison of Jing'an Division is connected to the left side hall, and there is a small courtyard in the middle of the two places, where the original owner placed a rockery full of vines, like a secluded mountain scene. Yao Runeng slipped into this small courtyard, and was looking down in contemplation, when he suddenly saw that behind the rockery, there seemed to be a figure shaking. Yao Runeng's eyes narrowed, and he vigilantly pressed the iron ruler on his waist: Who?

It's me, Cui Qi.

The figure walked out, and Yao Runeng's eyes widened, which was really unexpected.

Oh, isn't this General Choi of the Right Xiaowei? Yao Runeng sarcastically emphasized the word general. He thought that he would never have to see this face again in his life, and he didn't expect him to be cheeky and return to Jing'an Division.

Cui Qi had a dark face and was lifeless: I have something to do with you. Yao Runeng continued to taunt: Arrest me back? It's a pity that General Gan only restricted Zhang Duwei, but didn't mention me, a nobody.

Cui Qi said in a deep voice: It's not this matter, let me tell you, Jing'an Division may be in danger!

Yao Runeng almost wanted to laugh, this guy was even funnier than Hai You, who danced the military drama. Jing'an Division is planning to defend the capital, is it dangerous? Its job is to find out the danger!

No, you listen to me. I don't have much evidence right now, but I have a strong premonition that something is wrong.

Cui Qi's tone was a little impatient. He had served as a soldier in Longshan and had a natural instinct for danger. From just now, he suddenly felt restless. The footsteps of the people in the hall, the flow of the wind, the frequency of the hustle and bustle outside, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it.

Of course you're looking forward to something happening to Jing'an. Yao Runeng pouted.

You bunny, how do you talk? Cui Qi was furious, stretched out his palm and slapped the rockery violently, yes! I am a traitor! I'm getting into it, but is there any benefit in me making up this lie?

Yao Runeng looked at his face, and his expression slowly became serious. This person may be cowardly and despicable, but he is not very good at hypocrisy. He seems to be in a real hurry now.

Since you are so kind, why don't you just go and talk to Li Sicheng and Xu directly? Yao Runeng said suspiciously.

The words of traitors, they will not believe it. Cui Qi replied with a wry smile, but Xiao Yao, if you go and give a warning, it will be different. Listen, I'm not for Yasuyashi, I'm for myself. If something really happens to Jing'ansi, I can't be spared.

That's true. If it was possible, he would have run away early, but with the military order of Gan Shoucheng, he could only stay where he was.

Yao Runeng said: Then you have to make it clear what is going to happen, just feeling it can't be, how do you let Jing'an Division take precautions?

Cui Qi hurriedly said: First transfer a few teams of brigades, it's always right!

As soon as the words fell, the two of them heard eager footsteps at the same time. They followed the prestige and found that the sound was coming from the back garden farther away.

Xu Bin ran back to Jing'an Division from Jingzhao Mansion in one go, and then ran from Jing'an Division to the back of the courtyard. This is a large garden, the place is empty, only some retreat thatched toilet shelves or something, and the watchtower of Jing'an Division is also set in the center of the garden, surrounded by a ring of towering gables.

It stands to reason that this is a dead end, and there is no exit. But Xu Bin suddenly remembered that there was actually another passage in this garden.

Aqueduct.

Why is the location of Kwong Tak Place so important? Because the three channels to the west of Chang'an, Guangtong Canal, Qingming Canal, and Yong'an Canal, happen to converge here and then flow into the imperial city.

Three canals enter the workshop, so that the waterway inside Guangdefang is wide and deep. In this back garden of Jing'an Division, there is a water gate on each of the east and west walls. The water that flows into the main canal from the east wall is bent into a bow in the middle, which happens to be half-wrapped around the retreat chamber of Li Mi, and then discharged into the main canal from the west wall. In this way, there is a living water in the garden, as long as one of the three canals is not dry, there will always be clear water flowing here, and the feng shui is good.

Xu Bin saw the paper scroll in Pang Lushi's hand, and suddenly thought that the traitor didn't have to enter and exit through the second gate at all, as long as he ran to the back garden under the pretext of going to the toilet, threw the oiled paper into the drain, and then arranged for someone to pick it up with a fence outside the west wall. The flow of water completes the transmission of information, which is reliable, fast, and extremely safe.

This technique is worthless, but it is more practical than Pang Lushi's method.

Xu Bin deliberately released the news that Wang Yunxiu was infected, and for another traitor, it was also information to be sent immediately. In other words, Xu Bin hurriedly ran over, maybe he could block him by the canal—at worst, he could also catch the people who were collecting information next to the western wall and block the road.

He was followed by five bad guys. Xu Bin asked the two of them with the best physique to climb over the wall from the other side as soon as possible, blocking the other side first, and he and the other three ran into a fan shape and moved closer to the canal.

Xu Bin hadn't exercised like this for a long time. His lungs ached hotly, and he gasped for air, but he didn't dare to stop at all. After Pang Lushi was arrested, the traitor might be in hiding, and now is the only chance to catch him.

They ran into the back garden and made their way down the gravel path, where they soon saw the shadow of the retreat standing in the darkness. There were no lights, so there was no way to see more clearly, only the sound of water rushing from the canal.

Hey? How could there be no lights?

The large watchtower of Jing'an Division is located nearby, and it has to receive news from all directions of Chang'an, so the scale is twice as large as other watchtowers, and it can hold eight martial arts on it. At nightfall, there should be sixteen purple lamps hanging overhead.

Xu Bin raised his head and found that it was pitch black on the big watchtower, and there was no light.

Not good!

An extremely ominous premonition, like a poisonous snake bouncing in the shadows, shook Xu Bin's heart fiercely.

Two screams came from the other side of the wall, and they were two bad people who had just climbed over. Xu Bin's complexion changed sharply, and he hurriedly poked his neck to look, but his eyesight was powerless in the dark, and he fell to the ground with a knock on his feet.

At the same time, a shadow stood up from the canal, and the bad people were startled and pulled out the iron ruler from their waists. At this time, more than a dozen shadows emerged one after another, climbing onto the bank of the canal, like evil ghosts emerging from the water.

They stood in a row in black water and crossbows, keeping a terrible silence. Not far away, under the western wall, the water fence had been torn down, and it was from where these people should have swam from. A dark figure stood at the edge of the western wall, looking indifferently at this side, playing with the straight-handled horse tooth file in his hand.

The remaining three bad guys timidly stopped and tried to run back. Several short crossbows moved, and they killed two people on the spot. The last man was about to shout a warning, but a crossbow bolt suddenly flew above his head and pierced through his heavenly spirit cover.

A dark figure poked its head out of the watchtower, confirmed the target's death, and gestured.

The black shadows took off their water and rewound their short crossbows, then divided into several teams and quickly rushed towards the main hall of the Jing'an Division