How do everyone in Tianshu know that Huang is now obsessed with asking for medicine from immortals, just for his dream of replenishing yin and reversing yang. Lin Tingwu couldn't catch it, half-orc, he didn't want to use it, so the golden knife guards became his knives, wantonly arrested the scattered cultivators above the sixth order, and prepared to wait for Gu Cheng to return to Beijing and help him push the palace through blood.

The news of Qi Wangcheng's death was known to everyone on the same day, after all, a large number of people who fainted in the gladiatorial arena and were sent to the Tai Hospital saw it, and they knew it after a little inquiry.

It's just that few people know that Qi Wangcheng's death was man-made.

At night, Chi Changqing was in his room, touching his chin, looking at the wooden sign of Qi Wangcheng that was painted black, frowning and thinking.

He said to himself, "Xuannuo, why did you go to the station of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

"Could it be that King Qi's death was an accident? King Qi was born as a military general, and his cultivation is not weak。。。。。 Chi Changqing just made a simple analysis, and felt that King Qi's death was probably not an accident.

Subsequently, he continued to speculate: "King Qi is dead, who will benefit?"

Almost, just by guessing, Chi Changqing has already guessed the facts. If the king of Qi dies violently, the only possibility is poisoning. There are a lot of poisons that can fool the quacks in the Tai Hospital, but how to poison them?

The opening ceremony, when King Qi gave a speech. But there is a waiter next to him, how to throw poison?

Suddenly, Chi Changqing thought of a possibility, the Sword Sect, using the sword technique, to unknowingly get the poison god into Qi Wangcheng's teacup or daily utensils.

The next day, there was no competition, and Chi Changqing went to the gladiatorial arena. Because King Qi died, the administrator didn't care about it, but only gave the guards some benefits, explaining that he had lost something and entered the empty gladiatorial arena.

Starting from the arena, Chi Changqing walked along the side wall, from Qi Wangcheng's private room, to the window of the private room of the Sword Sect, in total, only a hundred steps, if you really want to poison, it is too easy.

Chi Changqing remembered that when the Baishan Water Gladiatorial Arena killed Cheng Luoluo's maid A Zheng, but there was a formation on the wall, how did they avoid it?

Chi Changqing closed his eyes and groped for the wall, and at the wall of the Sword Sect, he felt a moist, obviously, freshly filled material. There is no need to look at the answer, all his inferences, this alone can prove all of the above. He sneered, and then, smoothing out the marks left by the wall, quietly left.

The doorman guarding the door was curious: "Did you find something?"

There was no smile on Chi Changqing's ugly face, he just nodded: "Found it." Yours. After saying that, he threw a food stamp of ten taels to the doorman, and the doorman took it happily, completely unaware that it was his behavior that caused his boss to be killed.

Chi Changqing figured out the Sword Sect's motive for doing all this in the carriage, and he didn't go back to the south of the city directly, but walked to the east of the city, the station of Lingxiao Pavilion.

In order to express the grief over the death of King Qi and the fact of the marriage of Dasheng Lingxiao, the lintel of the Lingxiao Pavilion was also hung with a white cloth, and a brazier and incense candles were placed at the door.

When Chi Changqing entered the door, he glanced around, then reported his name and entered.

"I don't know why Your Excellency came to the Soaring Pavilion?"

Chi Changqing took down the hat, and his hideous face was exposed to the air: "I'm looking for Deacon Lingxiao Pavilion, Ye Although." ”

The subordinate obviously didn't know where the other party came from, and continued to ask: "Please also tell me your name and purpose." This tone is obviously a little arrogant, after all, Lingxiao Pavilion is not a restaurant inn.

Chi Changqing didn't care, but said lightly: "Please inform Deacon Ye." I know what is disturbing him, and I have found out the murderer. ”

What else did the door have to say, but he saw Chi Changqing arrogantly doing it in his position and poured himself tea. It's not easy to pick people off, so I went to the backyard hard.

Although Ye listened to the report of his subordinates, his expression suddenly tightened, he received the news from the book of heaven yesterday. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that this person was very extraordinary. After all, it has only been a day since someone found out the murderer, and if they either went for an autopsy, there were other ways.

"This gentleman has been waiting for a long time, although in the lower leaves, the deacon of Lingxiao Pavilion. ”

Although Ye appeared, who had changed his face, he gave Chi Changqing a very polite look.

Chi Changqing nodded as it should be, and then turned against the guest and poured a cup of tea for Ye Xiang.

"Deacon Ye, in the next level of casual cultivation, Chi Changqing. ”

Although Ye felt that this name was a little familiar, it seemed that someone had mentioned it, so he just frowned and said

"I have been looking up for a long time, but I don't know what Your Excellency said I am bothered about, and where is the murderer to talk about?"

Chi Changqing slowly spoke: "Deacon Ye's troubles, I'm afraid it is a series of changes brought about by the death of King Qi, as well as the division of King Qi's property, and of course, there is another point, Sword Sect." ”

Ye was silent: "Nonsense, King Qi's industry has its own Princess Qi's inheritance." When will you do the Sword Sect again?"

Chi Changqing nodded and smiled: "Oh? It seems that Deacon Ye has planned properly, is the county lord of Qi planning to give up his fiefdom? Moreover, the only connection between Dasheng and Lingxiao Pavilion was also severed. Do you plan to let the county lord of Qi return to Beijing to preside over the business affairs of the two families, and then sit back and wait for the Sword Sect and several other families to tighten the checkpoints and be forced to take the old road of Shandong again?"

The things behind King Qi are clear at a glance. Ye was also shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was not ordinary. Ling Xiao Pavilion's shortcomings, his Ye Zhi's concerns, were not bad at all by him. King Qi can be called a Dasheng giant, the casino chain in his hand is the entire Dasheng, and it is a very important intelligence network, this is the reason why Ye wants to let Lingxiao Pavilion fight, if it is just ordinary gold and silver goods, it is not enough.

"Why did you teach me?"

"I have a plan, but I don't know Lingxiao Pavilion, and I am reluctant to give it up. ”

Ye leaned forward: "If there is giving, there will be gain." ”

Chi Changqing laughed: "Your Excellency, don't talk so much. What someone wants is not a spirit stone or a weapon. ”

Although Ye snorted coldly, since the words were spoken, it was the lion who opened his mouth and sat on the ground to repay the money.

"Hmph, what Your Excellency can think of, can't I think of?"

Chi Changqing nodded: "Maybe! What I want now is the right to operate King Qi Casino after the matter is completed." If you look for me afterwards, it will be difficult to say. In the lower lives in the south of the city. After speaking, Chi Changqing took out a note and put it on the table.

Although Ye looked at it, it seemed that the other party had calculated that he would not agree to the conditions, but he still asked

"What did you find? Why did you say that the Sword Sect harmed the King of Qi? ”

"Naturally, there is, the gladiatorial arena, the private room of the Sword Sect and the King of Qi, there are traces of muddy water that has not dried. If there is nothing to do, retire next. After speaking, Chi Changqing shook his head and left the residence of Ling Xiao Pavilion.

Although Ye didn't move for a long time, he also thought about it for a long time, how did King Qi die. When Chi Changqing was leaving, his eyes suddenly lit up, there was no doubt that the Sword Sect had poisoned the King of Qi with Soul Breaking Scatter, and the place where it was used was the gladiatorial arena. Who would pay attention to a small pill sneaking into King Qi's private room? And if the spirit array buried in the wall was tampered with, and then buried the traces, who would be able to see it?

Without saying a word, Ye sent the door down to the gladiatorial arena to investigate according to what Chi Changqing said.

After a check, it turned out to be true. Although Ye understood, feelings, people really guessed it. But this alone, it is too greedy to want the right to operate the casino left by King Qi.

"Without you, my Lingxiao Pavilion would still be Lingxiao Pavilion. Although Ye is stubborn, he is not brainless, he is confident that these days, their caravan of Lingxiao Pavilion has mastered the way of business, and it is the confidence of Lingxiao Pavilion's peers.

Yesterday, the news of King Qi's death had just been sent, and on this day, although Ye sent the investigation results obtained from Chi Changqing back to the mountain gate, it was even more a reminder of the danger of Shangdao today.

Although Ye's reminder was correct, however, the Sword Sect was not without a second move after one move.

Under a rugged mountain range, a long convoy is carefully advancing on the mountain road, and on the southwest side, there is an endless plain of Henan Province, thousands of miles of fertile soil. On the northeast side, there is a mountain range extending from the southwest end of the Sword Sect.

There were more than 100 vehicles in the convoy, and each one of them left deep ruts in the aisles. This is the caravan of the Soaring Pavilion.

In the past, as long as Lingxiao Pavilion put the big flag of Lingxiao Pavilion on the smoke and clouds surrounding the pavilion, and add the logo of the Dasheng United Transport Team, no one dared to make a mistake.

However, some time ago, all the manpower of the Dasheng combined transport team was transferred to transfer grain, and later it was used to help Yan Fucheng for disaster relief, and Ling Xiao Pavilion took this opportunity to reorganize the caravan to transport goods alone.

Once reached an agreement with the Dasheng combined transport team, it was also a last resort, at that time Zhou Zhe was strong, and Ling Xiao Pavilion did not want to be subject to the Sword Sect, so he signed an alliance, the transport team made some money and fed a lot of people, and Ling Xiao Pavilion wanted to save trouble and pay some due benefits.

But with the passage of time, the balance has been broken, and Ling Xiao Pavilion no longer wants to continue to renew the contract, so it is normal to organize caravans on their own.

"Brother Tiger. The weather is getting colder and colder, and it seems that we have to spend the winter in the capital this year. You say, the skin of women in the capital is as good as that in my Lingxiao Pavilion?" a bearded man wearing the monk's uniform of Lingxiao Pavilion asked the deacon riding on a horse in front of him.

The middle-aged man who was called Brother Tiger smiled

"This year, we don't have to look for the secret doors in the streets. This year's Shandong Road disaster, Hexi military disaster, as long as we get some food, there are. Watch the road, don't think about it. ”

As soon as the words fell, a boulder slid directly down the northeast side of the hill on the road ahead.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the entire convoy was in a commotion.

Ye Hu shouted with a look in his eyes: "Report the situation in front, and the whole team is on alert." After speaking, he drew his sword and was on guard.

After a while, the people in the front convoy shouted, "Deacon Ye, the road ahead is blocked by rocks. Cleaning up. ”

That's when it happened.

"Whoosh!" An arrow was nailed to the carriage next to Ye Hu, and Ye Hu didn't even notice it before entering the wood.

"Guard, guard!" The men of the caravan drew their swords and waited for them.

Ye Hu leaned on the carriage and walked unilaterally towards the dense forest on the mountain: "A certain is Ye Hu, the deacon of Lingxiao Pavilion, this is the caravan of Lingxiao Pavilion, who dares to make a mistake?"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the mountains and forests: "Hmph! Lingxiao Pavilion? So what? Leave the goods and surround you without dying." ”

Ye Hu listened to the voice, trying to discern the other party's position while gesturing to the closest few good players.

"Hmph! What a big breath, the caravan of Lingxiao Pavilion also dares to rob, and you are impatient? This is something to be used in the palace of Emperor Dasheng, and you dare to take it?"

The woman's voice did not come again, but flew directly dozens of arrows.

Almost no arrows were missing, arrows and arrows took people's lives, and a piece of the outer door of Lingxiao Pavilion suddenly fell, and the rest were also stuck in the position of the carriage, secretly looking at the mountain, as if trying to find someone.

At this time, the woman's voice came again, but in a different direction

"Hurry up, Rao Er won't die. ”

As soon as Ye Hu heard the voice, he immediately shouted: "East, a few of you, surround it." ”

At the sound of the order, several good hands immediately rushed to the eastern hillside.

But at this moment, another puff of arrow feathers flew in. When Ye Hu heard this, he immediately lowered his head and shouted, "Be careful!" But it was still too late, and the arrows on the flanks directly penetrated the bodies of more than a dozen people who rushed on the mountain road, and then fell softly.

Seeing that he couldn't rush up, Ye Hu could only retreat to the mountain road, looking at the caravan that could not see the end at a glance, Ye Hu had no choice but to let out a whistle, hoping to be rescued.

“Biu！”

As soon as the whistle was issued, it had not yet exploded, but there was a fluctuation of aura, and then the fuse of the horn cannon was extinguished.

Ye Hu's eyes froze: "Imperial Sword Technique." No wonder there is no sound of bowstrings. ”

And the disciples of the Sword Sect who ambushed them also knew that they were exposed, and immediately shouted, "Kill! ”