On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, on the night of the new year. Longxi Hall swept the dust for the New Year, and held a ceremony to send the god of the stove, offering two chickens and a pair of sheep. The god of the stove wants to report to the Jade Emperor about the sins in the world, and the life expectancy of major sins will be reduced by 300 days, and the life span of minor sins will be reduced by 100 days.

Li Botong locked himself in the study, completely ignoring the newly married concubine from Bada Hutong. Qin Beiyang climbed on the roof and lifted the two tiles - only to see that the house was brightly lit, the Liao Dynasty woodcarved Buddha statue was placed in the center, and Li Botong knelt on the futon and kowtowed and prayed. He got up again to observe every detail of the Buddha statue, first illuminated the crooks of his arms and armpits with candles, and then touched and caressed the skin texture of the thousand-year-old wood carving with his fingers, as if there was really a barefoot Khitan lady in front of him, and he almost kissed his lips.

Qin Beiyang was terrified, couldn't it be that this big antique dealer in the capital was fascinated by the appearance of the wood-carved Buddha statue? Or is Li Botong long-admiring the fame of Xiao Yanyan, the queen of a generation, and he actually thinks about it? Just like the beginning of the Romance of the Gods, the statue of the king of Shang and the thin Nuwa Niangniang?

Li Botong knelt down again, burned incense and prayed, and said loudly: "The Empress Dowager Xiao of Daliao is above, and the minister Xiao Botong worships!" The Xiao family, a Khitan native of Chenben, lived in Songdesert and served the Great Liao Emperor for generations. Unfortunately, Da Liao was destroyed by the Jin people, and moved to Yanjing, where he made antique fakes as a business. The courtiers are not good, they make money for antiques, and lie about being a descendant of Li Tang in Longxi Chengji. I wish to worship the Queen Mother forever, day and night, never give up, and continue to live forever. ”

In the last two sentences, the sentences of "Dream of Red Mansions" are used. Qin Beiyang, who was hiding on the roof, sounded a little disgusting.

This Liao Dynasty woodcarved Buddha statue restored by Qin Beiyang himself spit out a rich breath from his mouth, and the black was mixed with yellow smoke, which filled the closed study.

Li Botong happened to kneel in front of the Buddha statue, inhaling the smoke in a big gulp, and his expression was not right at the moment, his eyes were dull, and his body was stiff.

Drugged?

Qin Beiyang also smelled a faint smell through the gap in the roof tiles, and wanted to jump down to remind Li Botong, but he couldn't startle the snake, or see what the hell this Buddha statue was doing?

Suddenly, the Buddha statue opened its mouth to speak, and a woman's voice came out—

"Xiao Botong, this palace is the empress dowager of the Great Liao Chengtian, Nian Er has been loyal for generations, does not pursue the crime of forgetting his ancestors, and this palace ordered Er to wear the crime and make meritorious service - do you know that the coffin of the king of Zhongnan County in the Tang Dynasty fell down?"

This situation, this scene, as well as this penetrating female voice, the Beijing dialect with a straight and round tone, and the timbre of a noble lady who is about thirty years old, all made Qin Beiyang on the roof dumbfounded......

The soul of Xiao Yanyan, a generation of Cleopatra, has been revealed?

Li Botong was already dizzy, and the drug deeply anesthetized his mind, kowtowing to the wood-carved Buddha statue like pounding garlic, and chanting the words: "The Queen Mother!" Please forgive the courtiers for their disrespect! Two months ago, the minister purchased the unearthed coffin of the king of Zhongnan County in the Tang Dynasty. Longxi Hall only survived for more than ten days, and then sold to Congressman Qu Jinghe for 5,000 silver dollars. ”

Congressman, Qu Jinghe - Qin Beiyang firmly remembered the name.

Under the roof, "Xiao Yanyan" spat out a cloud of black and yellow smoke that sprayed straight into Li Botong's nostrils.

This time, the eyes of the master of Longxi Hall turned completely red, like a beast that had just eaten human flesh, he got up in a frenzy, picked up the axe hidden behind the door panel, and kicked the door open.

Oops!

Qin Beiyang didn't know how to intervene? I saw Li Botong rushing into the next bedroom, and the concubine who warmed his bed screamed, and the window paper splashed blood, presumably hacked to death with an axe.

In the darkness of the night, a shadow ghostly flickered from under the eaves. Qin Beiyang immediately jumped off the roof, trying to catch the figure. The other party ran faster, and reached the wall with a few moves.

Under the moonlight of the young year, it was so cold that frost flowers could freeze, and the figure of that person was somewhat familiar - the assassin, the one with a scar on his face, the revenge of killing his mother, even if he was burned to ashes, he could recognize it.

Ropes hung down from the corners, and the Assassins climbed up like geckos. When Qin Beiyang was about to grab the rope, he was received on the wall and never seen again.

Nine colors also rushed to his feet, and the small town tomb beast must have felt the murderous aura. He was wondering if he was going to chase him out. Longxi Hall screamed again and again, and the crazy Li Botong has started to kill?

Faced with a dilemma, he still ran back to the mansion. There were corpses lying everywhere, craftsmen and handymen, porters and cooks and old mothers, and the wives of the main house and seven concubines in the inner courtyard, whose uppers were soaked with blood...... reminds me of the extinction of the Dharma Mountain on the sea in the Shanghai Public Concession two months ago.

Qin Beiyang found Li Botong himself in the hall, he was sitting limply on the Taishi chair, his throat had been cut by a dagger.

There must have been an assassin who had been ambushed here just now and cut the throat of the master of Longxi Hall.

The axe, which had killed all over the door and had been chopped to the ground, fell to the ground. He raised his axe and rushed out, looking for a second assassin, the old fellow? Or the taller one?

But he found nothing, except blood all over the ground. There were several survivors in Longxi Hall, some of whom had their legs cut off by their masters, and some of whom had their fingers chopped off, and they all saw Qin Beiyang's face, and he dragged his bloodstained axe as he walked by.

Anyone with eyes will think of him as a murderer.

Qin Beiyang returned to the study in a panic, and the wood carved Buddha statue of the Liao Dynasty was in front of him. The door was open, and the original drug, which had long been diluted by the air, was about to disappear.

Checking the inside of the Buddha statue, it turns out that it has been hollowed out, and there is a mechanism installed in the Buddha's head that can spit out the drug. And in the belly of the Buddha statue, there is also a miniature gramophone with a battery. There was a timer next to it, which was equivalent to a time bomb - it was exploding, but it was spewing out the drug, and the gramophone started playing.

Qin Beiyang fiddled a few times, and sure enough, Xiao Yanyan's words just now sounded.

It was a well-planned homicide.

The assassins' killing methods have improved, no longer straightforward white-knuckle killing, but the use of modern technology, allowing the gramophone to speak regularly, and using nerve drugs, which is the so-called chemical method of the foreigners, plus Li Botong is the secret background of the Khitan descendants - obviously he has already done a precise investigation, so that he can take advantage of the weakness of people, so that he goes crazy and hacks his whole family to death with an axe.

Finally, it is the ancient dagger that cuts the throat.

This round of murder used gramophones, clocks, electricity, chemistry, psychology, ...... It was just perfect!

And the goal that the assassins wanted to achieve was the same as Qin Beiyang's different paths - where was the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty?

Qin Beiyang was hidden in the depths for a month and didn't know anything, but they did it cleanly overnight, and let Li Botong obediently say the answer himself: Congressman, Qu Jinghe.

The sound of police horns sounded outside, and he noticed that he was covered in blood. When the police broke into the gate, Qin Beiyang kicked open the back door and fled with the nine colors.

In the middle of the night, I came to the pond along the root of the city wall and took out the Tang knife from the land temple. He changed his clothes, washed away the blood, and climbed the Beijing city wall with a rope.

The Desheng Gate has been closed, and the other gates will not be spared. He looked out into the field beyond the moat and asked if Nine Colors could escape? The tomb beast bowed slightly, indicating that there was no problem.

Qin Beiyang used the oldest way to go down the rope to the city.

He stood on the Beijing Ring Railway, looking back at the moonlit city wall. The nine colors began to change shape, snow-white antlers grew on the top of their heads, and golden scales glowed in the dark night. Like the Lu horse of Liu Bei's mount that flew over Tanxi in the Three Kingdoms, it jumped off the city wall more than eight meters high and went directly to the Desheng Gate.