As night falls, it's the time of day when the town is lit up with red lights.

The barrel in the inn room was filled with hot water, and the steam slowly rose, filling the room with a warm warmth.

Charlotte had eaten dinner and was going to take a good shower. He took off his dark cloak and trousers, and sat down in a barrel filled with hot water. He wiped his face with hot water, washing away the dust stains on his face, and the tiredness of the long journey subsided considerably, and then he closed his eyes and felt his muscles slowly rejuvenate.

This moment can only be described as comfortable.

He looked in the mirror not far away, and saw a young man with dark red hair and bandages sitting quietly in the barrel. Charlotte looked down at her body and sighed. Now Charlotte can't leave these bandages for a moment, and he can't even take off the bandages when he takes a shower and sleeps, which brings him great inconvenience.

"I don't know when I'll get rid of these bandages. ”

He moved his body, stretched out one hand and held the mirror in front of him, the color of his hair had changed from jet black to dull fiery red, and Charlotte's pupils changed from orange-brown to dull reddish-gold at some point.

Anyway, now Charlotte feels awkward and strange when she looks at herself now.

(Maybe it's the after-effect of using 'inverse'...) ）

To be honest, he missed his jet-black hair a little, after all, it was the only evidence that he had crossed over from another world, and now even that pitiful evidence was completely gone.

Should we be happy? or should we be sad?

He shook his head, tossing the emotions out of his mind.

Soon after, Charlotte stood up after taking a shower, dried herself with a dry towel and put on her pants. He took the treasure map out and placed it on the table, and began to study it.

Since Charlotte had traveled from another world, it was almost impossible for him to decipher the characters. During the ten days or so, Charlotte had seen various iconic objects on the treasure map several times, and now he was convinced that he was walking towards the location of this treasure one step at a time.

However, in the process of deciphering it, he was surprised to discover one of the secrets of the hidden treasure, which caused Charlotte to be unable to determine exactly where the treasure was.

The secret is that this treasure map is divided into two treasure maps, the top picture and the bottom map.

And Charlotte has only one of them.

Despite being only half-cut in the treasure map, Charlotte had an excellent understanding of Chinese characters, and he followed a small number of clues all the way here, and when he saw Ziyuancheng, he knew that his route was correct.

But there was another question that had sprouted in Charlotte's mind, and he felt more and more that it was worth pondering during the ten days or so of the journey.

(Is this 'navigator, Zheng He' who left this treasure map really his familiar 'Zheng He' in history?)

Although both were navigators, Charlotte was not sure if the two were the same person. After all, all that is left on the treasure map is a few patterns and Chinese characters, and there is no other useful information.

But what does it mean if both are the same person, and how did 'Zheng He' come into this world?

More and more questions lingered in Charlotte's mind, and there was an inexplicable restlessness and excitement in his heart, as well as a little uneasiness. Just like many explorers who have obtained the treasure map of the supreme treasure, they will do everything they can to dig up the treasure by all means.

Similarly, the secret treasure of 'Zheng He' has a fatal temptation for Xia Luo, who is now wanted by the entire continent.

If you get the secret treasure, will you have the ability to live on this continent? Or will the secret treasure be able to expel the 'demon fire' on your body? Or will there be endless wealth in the secret treasure?

He had no choice, more than ten days had passed, and the Longdu Mansion was probably already covering the entire continent with his own portraits. It won't be long before countless Assassins will follow him.

Desperate and had no choice, he could only choose to continue to search for the secret treasure of 'Zheng He'.

Charlotte took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in her heart, and put away the treasure map. His own reason is coldly warning him that he must be prepared for all the unexpected.

At this time, Charlotte turned her head sharply to look out the window, got up from the table and walked quickly to the window, looking coldly in a certain direction outside the city, her eyes gradually narrowing.

......

"Oh, was it noticed so quickly?" said the dark-eyed teenager with a grin, muttering quietly.

Then he turned around and said respectfully to the Assassins who were hurrying behind him, "Then I will not disturb your movements, and I wish you a pleasant hunt tonight." With that, he dodged and disappeared into the forest.

The assassins glanced at each other, and when one of them saw the boy disappear, he said, "Isn't this little plague god very eager to take down the prey this time?

"No, seeing that he left in such a hurry, could it be that he has already found his prey and is one step ahead of us?"

"There is this possibility, chase quickly!"

Dozens of dark shadows swept through the dark night, over the city walls and into the night market.

The night market in Ziyuan City is particularly lively, and many ethnic singing and dancing performances are usually held at night. The main road, which was originally paved with stalls, is filled with all kinds of snack stalls, and travelers and homeless people pass by to show their eyes.

The shouting and cheering and the lively flow of people formed the best natural cover for the Assassins, some of whom roamed the city in the guise of travelers, looking for similar targets. Some of the most daring assassins entered the shop and asked the owner with a portrait.

The undercurrent of all this happens in the bustling night market.

Two moments later, an inscrutable birdsong sounded in the ears of the Assassins.

It was a signal for the Assassin to inform his companions, and it was difficult for ordinary people to wipe it without professional training.

And this signal indicates that someone has found the hiding place of the prey.

"In a humble inn in the middle of the city to the south. ”

The Assassin, disguised as a traveler, said to his companion, and the two nodded, and the figure disappeared into the crowd.

......

Dozens of Assassins stood on the tiles of the eaves, and surrounded the four-story inn in front of them.

"Is it in that room?" the lead Assassin pointed to the most secluded window on the side, and the black-clad Assassin next to him nodded in response.

"Why have you waited so long, and there is still a registered name who hasn't come? Forget it, there are fewer people and less competition, and the bounty can be divided more. ”

"There is no moon tonight, let's start!" he waved his hand lightly, and dozens of them entered the inn through the doors and windows.

Xiao Er, who was about to close, wiped the table, and suddenly saw the window opened, and several men in black appeared in front of Xiao Er.

"You, who are you? We've been..."Xiao Er panicked loudly, but before he could finish speaking, one of the men in black covered his mouth from behind and cut his throat.

Xiao Er clutched his throat, which was gushing out of a large amount of blood, and fell to the ground unconscious, his eyes full of desperate fear as he gradually lost his light.

The Assassins began to slaughter indiscriminately, and at this moment, both the chef and the shopkeeper in the inn and the travelers who lived in the inn became prey in the eyes of the Assassins.

They didn't intend to spare any living people to leave the inn.

"This is the room!" the black-clad assassin whispered, informing his companions around him.

Many of the Assassins gathered outside the wooden door, ready to meet their companions outside the window.

With a thud, the window burst into the window and the wooden door was kicked open. The Assassins rushed into the room with blood-stained swords in their hands, encircling the room.

As they enclosed the room in a menacing manner, they were surprised to find that there was no one in the room except the Assassins.

"What about people?" said the Assassin in surprise.

"I, I don't know, the intelligence says that the prey is in this room. ”

The lead Assassin was about to curse when an Assassin, dressed in tatters and bleeding from all over his body, broke through the door and fell to the ground.

"He, he's on the north side of the city... We, we've all been calculated!" he said with a mask on his face.

"What?!We've been tricked?!Quick!Follow me. One of the leading Assassins dodged out of the window, and the other Assassins glanced at each other before leaving.

No one gave the Assassin a second look, who had been mortally wounded and fell to the ground.