Don't look at the little black dragon who killed thousands of Tang Praetorian Guards in three mouthfuls, but she was really afraid of this bloody scene.

A young dragon that has been locked up and tortured since birth, self-preservation and killing is an instinctive reaction, and the fear of bloody death is also instinctive.

The skills that Zhang Qingfeng spent a month teaching to the stuffy gourd finally came into use.

The results of the test came out quickly.

"Young master, it was done by one person, it was all a sword piercing the heart, there was no trace of fighting, judging from the angle of the sword and the wound, the killer was a kendo master, using a thin sword two fingers wide, not a sneak attack, it was a head-to-head confrontation, and the time was about three hours ago. ”

The stuffy gourd truthfully reported the test results to Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng looked at the corpses on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Most of the dead guys are masters of the Qi Refining Realm, and the shopkeeper Wang is even more of a powerhouse of the Five Heavens of the Qi Refining Realm. ”

"Don't worry, young master, I will give you an answer in one day at most. ”

Stuffy gourd spoke firmly, and after saying this, he took out an arm-thick, one-foot-long black bamboo tube from his arms and opened the buckle under the bamboo tube to the sky, and with a muffled sound, a blue flame projectile shot into the air, and in less than half the tea time, five assassins from the Shadow Battalion appeared next to the corpse.

"Brother. ”

Bai Xue leaned on Zhang Qingfeng's arms and glanced up at him, barely squeezing out a smile on her face.

"Bai Xue is not afraid, my brother will take you out. ”

Zhang Qingfeng knew that the most unbearable thing for the little black dragon was the smell of blood, so he took her out of the auction house, and it wasn't until he got into the carriage that the little black dragon's face looked a little better.

The stuffy gourd that had arranged five Black Dragon Guards of the Shadow Battalion quickly chased after them.

"Young Master, where are you going now?"

Zhang Qingfeng was silent for a moment and said, "Go home." ”

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"What? The king's shopkeeper is dead?"

After listening to Zhang Qingfeng's story, Zhang Beitian sat up from the chair and was stunned.

Since Qin Yun'er and Zhang Qingfeng had a marriage contract, Shopkeeper Wang has not gone to the Marquis Mansion of Wu'an, coming and going, chatting with Zhang Beitian about speculation, he has long become a friend who talks about everything, he has not seen him for half a month, and Shopkeeper Wang was killed, if this matter is not from Zhang Qingfeng's mouth, Zhang Beitian will never believe it.

Zhang Qingfeng said: "I went to the auction house in the afternoon, I wanted to talk to the shopkeeper Wang about improving the reputation of the auction during the Jiujia competition, who knew that as soon as I entered the door, I found that the shopkeeper Wang and more than 30 guys in the store were all killed. ”

Zhang Beitian said angrily: "What kind of person is so bold as to dare to attack the Qin Clan's auction house! Is this to be the enemy of the Qin Clan?"

The backstage of the Qin auction house is the Qin family, the real ruler of the Qin State, this is not a secret in the Great Zhou Imperial City, someone actually dares to attack the auction house, this is not the enemy of the Qin family, what is it? The killer who kills people is really not an ordinary madness.

"That's what I couldn't figure out. ”

Zhang Qingfeng's reaction was extraordinarily calm, "Father, think about it carefully, when you met these few times, did the shopkeeper Wang mention to you that he had offended someone, or said anything like making enemies with others?"

Zhang Beitian also quickly calmed down, frowned, and said: "If you want to talk about enmity, how can you not have a grudge with others when doing business?" But the powerful businessmen in Quanyangcheng all know who the master behind the Qin auction house is, even if it is a little unpleasant in the business field, it will not make trouble to the point of killing people and venting anger, it is more than 30 lives, once this matter spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Quanyangcheng, without the Qin clan coming forward, Emperor Zhou will not sit idly by! Speaking of which, Yun'er was fortunately forced by Elder Li to bring back to the Qin Kingdom, otherwise, if she stayed in the auction house, the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

After Zhang Qingfeng returned home, he heard Zhang Beitian talk about the details of Qin Yun'er's return to China, at that time, Qin Yun'er was not going to go back in order to wait for Zhang Qingfeng to come back, and then she was coaxed and frightened by Elder Li to force her to leave the auction house, if not, the consequences are really difficult to predict.

"In this way, we can only wait for the news of the gourd. ”

Zhang Qingfeng frowned, knowing that it was hopeless to get any useful information from his father Zhang Beitian, and it was not until today that he realized that he seemed to know too little and too little about the Qin Clan's Auction House, and it seemed that he knew nothing except for the names of a few people.

At dinner, Zhang Qingfeng told his grandfather Zhang Chaoyang about the scene that happened in the auction house, and the famous god of war failed to give any breakthrough advice.

"Young master, the results are out. ”

"Speak!"

The three eyes lit up at the same time, "Who did it?"

Stuffy gourd said: "The murderer is a veteran who is proficient in covering up his whereabouts, but he still left some clues, I took my brothers to follow the clues and chased them out, after several twists and turns, and finally chased a high wall outside the clue suddenly broke." ”

"High walls, high walls where?"

After a moment's hesitation, the stuffy gourd spit out two: "Imperial Palace." ”

The air in the room suddenly froze.

Zhang Qingfeng froze for a moment, and Zhang Chaoyang's expression froze on his face.

"What? Emperor Zhou sent someone to do it?"

Zhang Beitian, who reacted, widened his eyes in surprise.

Stuffy gourd said: "I'm not sure at the moment, the palace is a forbidden place, and my subordinates don't dare to enter it easily, but one thing is certain, the murderer disappeared after entering the palace." ”

Zhang Qingfeng's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

The answer brought back by the stuffy gourd was too unexpected for him, but after thinking about it carefully, and it was reasonable, Emperor Zhou tried to deal with the Wu'an Hou Mansion again and again, but the result was either deflated or he couldn't find the right time, could it be that he had changed his strategy and decided to attack the people who had something to do with the Wu'an Hou Mansion?

"Ahem. ”

Zhang Chaoyang, who rarely spoke in the presence of Zhang Qingfeng, coughed dryly twice, and interjected: "Even if Emperor Zhou is self-righteous, he will not be stupid enough to fall out with the Qin clan, this matter is very important, and everything is unknown until the murderer is found." ”

Zhang Qingfeng nodded and said: "What Grandpa said is that there is indeed no need for Emperor Zhou to get along with the Qin clan, even if he guessed that the killing of the third prince was related to Yun'er, there is no need to embarrass a few guys." ”

Speaking of Qin Yun'er, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly remembered something, "By the way, father, Yun'er has been back to Qin for some days, right? With her temperament, even if she is not in a hurry to come back, should she write a letter?"

Zhang Beitian said: "Isn't it, it's been more than three months, and there hasn't been a letter, and I was still talking to your mother in the morning, this girl shouldn't be locked up when she returns to the clan, otherwise, how can she not even have a letter?"

As soon as Zhang Beitian finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

The three grandchildren, you look at me, I look at you, everyone sees that the expressions on each other's faces are becoming more and more unnatural.