Early in the morning, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, followed by a light rain, and the first rain of spring was mostly thin and soft, and it was easy to attract people and not very annoying.

If in the past season, seeing the soft rain silk as fine as a hair, and the moist ground, the people of the palace will always smile, and the first few words when meeting will inevitably be matched with the gratifying "time rain". But today is a little different from the past, last night those palace guards were eager to turn over every inch of the former mansion, such a loud movement and noise, naturally it was impossible for those frightened subordinates to sleep peacefully.

After a long night of waiting, when they got up in the morning, they talked privately about what had happened during the night. The assassin's infiltration into the palace was shocking and curious, and it was a rare occurrence of such a thing, which was undoubtedly the hottest topic of the day.

"Did you know? I heard that a very powerful assassin sneaked into the palace last night and wanted to assassinate the prince. At a table in a corner of the dining room, a ghostly young man said mysteriously to the person next to him.

"You heard me wrong! It's not an assassination of the prince at all! I heard that it seems to have killed a guard. ”

"You guys are so stupid! I heard that the prince is a dream venerable, and there are not many dream cultivators like him in the entire Huangzhou City, and of course that assassin will fail if he wants to assassinate the prince, so he will go to kill the guards to relieve his anger, this matter can be figured out with a little thought!" another voice analyzed dissatisfiedly.

Bian Yao sat not far away, and wanted to laugh after hearing the conversation of several people, but he tried his best to hold back. After eating his breakfast in silence, he left the dining hall alone. Since he woke up, he had heard a lot of people talking about it, but he never interjected, praying that things would go according to plan.

No matter how mysterious and powerful the Assassin is, it will not affect the work of the subordinates. Tracking down and apprehending the assassins was the business of the dreamers in the palace, so the daily life in the palace was not affected or disturbed in any way, at least on the surface, everything was still going on in an orderly manner.

After returning to the chorus room, Bian Yao silently waited for the dispatch, and not long after, Bian Yao and another new servant in the chorus room were called over by the people in the stable to clean up the manure and flush the animal pen. In this way, he spent half a day in anxiety.

At noon, Qian Yu, the chief guard of the guard, came to the back house again and hurriedly walked into the Fengzun Palace.

The Jade-Faced Venerable was still sitting on the futon at the end of the main hall, wrapped in a black robe, and slowly opened his eyes after hearing the sound of footsteps.

"You're in such a hurry, did you find something?"

"The most suspicious person has been found, and this person is in the palace. After several inquiries last night, I learned that the most frequent contact with the West Nursing Home was a person named 'Little Dog' who cleaned the house, and entered the palace last year, because of his honest personality and was bullied by others, he has been responsible for cleaning the nursing home alone. But just twenty days ago, there was one more person who went to clean the nursing home, and it was a new recruit before the Spring Festival this year called Ye Xiaomei, who was only sixteen years old and was originally assigned to do chores in the chores room. Because of a chance, this son took the initiative to help the 'little dog' go to the nursing home to clean the ground, and since that time he has become friends with the 'little dog' and often helps him clean the nursing home. For a long time, the place where those subordinates were most afraid to go was the courtyard, and others were afraid that they couldn't avoid it, but this son didn't seem to be afraid. Another important piece of information from the 'little dog' was that the boy in the chores had mentioned Duan Tianliang to him and claimed to want to know what he looked like. After learning about these situations, I checked the information about Ye Xiaomei, and sent someone to Yejiazhuang in the northern suburbs of the imperial city overnight to investigate. The head of the guard bowed slightly, and his face was solemn as he spoke.

"Is it really only sixteen? Have you ever seen him?" the Jade-Faced Venerable's eyes flickered.

"I secretly observed this morning, and judging by his appearance, he was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his body shape was very similar to that of the Assassin last night. However, I still feel a little puzzled, if that assassin is really this Ye kitten, judging from his age, it is impossible to have the realm of the Dream King, if he is just a dream maniac, then why can his dream clone last for so long? I can't figure it out for a while, I don't know what His Holiness thinks about this?" The head of the guard said the confusion in his heart, because the suspicions surrounding that Ye kitten were unusual.

"The deity is a little interested in this, I hope the assassin is really him, then it will be interesting!" The Jade-faced Venerable got up and walked off the futon, a strange smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and there was obviously a trace of inexplicable anticipation in his tone.

"In any case, since he dares to make a false place of residence in the registration information report, it means that there must be something wrong with this son! I will take someone to take him down and hand him over to His Holiness for disposal!" Qian Yu said and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait!" the Jade-Faced Venerable spoke up to stop him, and commanded: "Don't arrest people directly, just find a way to force him to reveal his true identity first." ”

There are no dark clouds in the sky, but there is no warm sun in the spring.

The morning rain had long since stopped, and the ground was still slightly damp. Bian Yao walked to the chores room with his head stuffed after having lunch in the dining hall, his heart was a little chaotic, and waiting for the unknown result was the most difficult.

He didn't know whether those people in the palace had investigated or not, whether they would suspect him, and what kind of action they would take? As time passed, Bian Yao was a little confused, and he even began to consider whether to carry out last night's actions again in this day.

Thinking all the way, Bian Yao returned to the chores room, and happened to meet the "leader" walking out at the gate of the courtyard, so he greeted him absentmindedly.

"Hehe, just in time!" Zhang Fu grabbed Bian Yao who passed by with his backhand, showed a gloating expression, and said, "I just wanted to go to you, but a guard from the palace came, and asked you to go to the West Courtyard to clean up the debris." ”

Bian Yao immediately recovered his spirit after hearing his words, but his heart couldn't help but burst out, and after a short delay, he asked, "Go now?"

"That's right!" the guard said, tell you to clean up as soon as you're done. Zhang Fu rolled his eyes and replied with a smile.

"Okay! I'll go back to my room, get my broom, and go over. Bian Yao agreed, and walked to his bedroom, his face uncertain.

Cleaning the floor is the responsibility of the cleaning room, and even if you want to clean it, you should go to the cleaning room to call the right person. What's more, it's noon, and sweeping the floor is generally done in the morning. Bian Yao guessed that he was suspected by the people in the palace, but he couldn't figure out what these people were going to do?

As soon as he entered the room, Bian Yao immediately sat down on the bed and quickly crossed his legs. After a while, he walked out of the bedroom with cleaning tools in his hand, left the chores under Zhang Fuwei's kind eyes, and walked slowly towards the West Nursing Courtyard.

"Things have come to this point, no matter what, don't panic! Be calm!" he kept telling himself, walking very slowly, so that he would have enough time to adjust his mind.

Bian Yao didn't know how long he had been gone, but it must have taken much longer than before. When the walls of the West Courtyard came into view, his face suddenly straightened, and he became surprisingly calm.

Bian Yao had never been to the courtyard at noon, and before he stepped into the gate of the West Courtyard, he heard bursts of unbridled laughter and shouts from inside, and he was not afraid! This is the world of those guards in the palace, almost no one is in charge, so those subordinates are very afraid to come to this place.

The moment before stepping into the courtyard door, a smile appeared on Bian Yao's face, which was a kind of smile peculiar to subordinates when facing superiors - flattery, flattery, flattery, and a little fear and timidity.

In the open space in the courtyard, two guards were practicing martial arts with their bare hands, and there were several people standing in front of the railings on the second and top floors of the pavilion, all of whom were talking and laughing and watching the fight below.

"Hey, kitten, come up and clean the house for Lao Tzu!" someone on the top floor of the pavilion suddenly shouted.

Bian Yao raised his head and saw a middle-aged strong man in a guard uniform waving to him, with a slight smile on his face, but it gave people the impression of a terrifying evil smile.

Seeing this, Bian Yao's smile remained unchanged, and he quickly nodded "hey", and walked to the steps of the pavilion with a broom and dustpan in his hand. Went directly to the top floor of the pavilion, and under the instructions of the middle-aged strong man, he pushed the door into one of the bedrooms. The room where these guards lived was not large, but the space was not small, and the ground was nearly three feet high from the roof.

A smell of wine wafted into his nose, and Bian Yao glanced at it casually, and found that there was a cabinet about six feet high in the corner of the room near the door, and a simple porcelain vase stood on the edge of the top of the cabinet, which seemed a little abnormal and out of tune. In addition to this, a simple bed was placed in another corner, and in the center of the room was a round stone table with an empty wine jar and three wooden bowls, and three wooden stools arranged diagonally around the stone table, and the floor was full of broken bones.

After a few steps to the stone table, Bian Yao put down the dustpan and began to sweep up the broken bones on the ground. Everything seems to be normal, and there doesn't seem to be any trap, which makes the defensive Bian Yao a little confused. Carrying a broom and sweeping the bones into the dustpan, he muttered in his heart when he heard the sounds of fighting and shouting outside.

Suddenly, there was a "pop"! Bian Yao shook his head suddenly, and saw that the porcelain vase that was originally standing on the top of the cabinet fell down and shattered for some reason.

"No! There wasn't even a hint of wind in the room, and he was still so far away from the cabinet, how could he suddenly fall down?

Hearing the sound of things breaking in the house, the middle-aged guard walked into the house quickly, glanced at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and scolded Bian Yao angrily.

"You bastard! Lao Tzu asked you to clean the ground, and you actually smashed the 'ancient treasure' that Lao Tzu treasured!"

Bian Yao had already guessed that the other party was probably trying to force himself to reveal his true identity, and secretly said that Lao Tzu was waiting for you! Thinking that the long-awaited drama was about to be staged, he was a little happy in his heart, although the other party was certainly looking for fault, but how could he not be a "dramatist" who had been premeditated for a long time! Although revealing his identity was originally in his plan, he still had to follow the path of the play after all, and his behavior and behavior should be in line with the role he played, so that everything seemed reasonable.

"I didn't hit it! I didn't even touch the cabinet!" Bian Yao looked panicked, and hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

"There's no one else in the house, you didn't make it or I couldn't do it myself! Little cub, if you break Lao Tzu's things, Lao Tzu will kill you!" The middle-aged guard stepped forward and grabbed Bian Yao's clothes, lifted him sideways, and hurriedly stepped out of the house.

The guard cursed in his mouth, and after a few steps, he came to the railing outside the house, raised his arm high, and threw Bian Yao directly from the top floor of the pavilion.

To say that the top floor of the pavilion is eight feet high from the ground in the courtyard, and ordinary mortals fall down, either they will die or be crippled. When the middle-aged strong man threw Bian Yao, he turned his head down, obviously doing it on purpose, as if he really wanted to put Bian Yao to death.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of guards, Bian Yao fell backwards to the ground with his head and feet upside down, and fell into danger! When he fell less than two feet from the ground, Bian Yao finally moved, he slammed his hips and waist, kicked his legs in the air, and instantly turned over and landed steadily in the courtyard, safe and sound.

Without the slightest pause, as soon as Bian Yao's feet hit the ground, his figure suddenly flashed, and he rushed towards the gate of the nursing home. However, in a flash, the two guards who had just competed in the courtyard had blocked their way in a trapped-up posture. Hearing a series of winds behind him, the guards who were originally standing in front of the railing of the pavilion jumped down one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded him in the center.

After a quick glance at the surrounding situation, seeing that he couldn't escape from the trap, Bian Yao sneered, and didn't see any movement, and his body suddenly turned into a light fog and disappeared without a trace.

In the small courtyard where the miscellaneous room was located, with a sudden sound of "clang", a figure rushed out of a certain room and rushed towards the courtyard gate, with a panicked face.

Before Bian Yao ran out of the courtyard, the change was steep, and a figure in a black robe appeared at the door without warning, and an unfamiliar voice sounded at the same time.

"Looks like it was really you last night!"

Bian Yao hurriedly stopped, and before he could even see the faces of the people who came, he hurriedly turned around and ran to the west wall, trying to escape over the wall.

However, the strange situation happened again, and Bian Yao only ran three steps away, and his body stopped in a strange posture. For a moment now, he felt that he was restrained by an invisible force, unable to move, or exert his strength, let alone break free.