Meng Qi had never seen Gu Xiaosang's handwriting, and it was obviously impossible to judge the identity simply from the handwriting, but she had only discovered Lao Zhongtou's whereabouts yesterday, and today she got clear news, and it was difficult for people not to contact each other.

The simplest, clearest, and most consistent inference is that after discovering Lao Zhongtou, Gu Xiaosang sent people to follow him quietly and determine his destination or hiding place.

Of course, it may be the letter that the "myth" deliberately sent in revenge for himself, but this must first meet two conditions, the first is that they found the connection between themselves and Gu Xiaosang, and the second is that they believe that they have found Lao Zhongtou, so that they will write in female handwriting, luring the whereabouts of the heavenly demons, on the whole, it may be extremely low.

"Even if it is a mythical trap, if the strength is enough, it can be calculated ......" Meng Qi took the letter and made a decision, the mythical official plus reserve members are only forty or fifty, deducting the inconvenience of going out and being in the task, the number of one-time transfers is limited, and it is a street rat, everyone shouts and beats, once the whereabouts are exposed, they will be besieged immediately, and they are the right way, they can act openly, ask for help openly, and with a fulcrum, it is enough to pry the entire Yingcheng's exterior powerhouse.

If the "trap" of mythology can compete with so many strong people on location, why bother so much, just go to the door and kill yourself!

The white letter paper exuded a faint fragrance, which seemed to be Gu Xiaosang's taste, after comprehensive consideration, Meng Qi decided to go to Jiang Zhiwei, and secretly informed Qi Zhengyan and the six doors, so that at least three outsiders quietly followed the two of them, if the strength of the "myth" surpassed them, they could resist while asking for help from the entire Yingcheng in the name of the six doors.

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Longpan Mountain twists and turns, ups and downs. Like a dragon plate, after turning over a heavy mountain range, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei could already see the entrance of the Mass Grave Valley, where the grass and trees were flourishing, and the green that defied the season was faintly visible.

"It is said that this place was originally called 'Longteng Valley', which was the ancestral tomb of the Han family in Yingcheng, and later moved to the imperial tomb, but after Yingcheng was broken, the Shendu Zhao clan still sent troops to destroy it. "Jiang Zhiwei made up for the old things in Yingcheng very badly. Because many people believe in the theory of feng shui, they feel that this valley is the birthplace of the Han family, inheriting the fortune of the dragon, but they dare not be open, so they only quietly buried their parents and brothers here, becoming a valley of mass graves. ”

Meng Qi bent down, sheltered by trees, and slowly approached the Valley of Troubled Graves: "Don't say it, winter is like spring." The vegetation is flourishing, and this valley is really a bit strange. ”

"There are many similar places, who knows if it is the fortune of the Son of Heaven, and it is something outside the body. It can be borrowed but not relied upon. Jiang Zhiwei followed Meng Qi and sneaked to the mouth of the valley in a roundabout way, so as not to startle the grass and snakes and pounce.

Meng Qi looked back. "Shattered Star Sword" Hong Qian, "Silver Medal Catcher" Qian Kai and other three exterior scenes should be behind, which is the reliance of the two of them.

"Rest assured. Hong Shibo has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and if there is a formation arrangement in the Mass Grave Valley, he will definitely be able to see it. Jiang Zhiwei stared at the valley, vigilant, but not the slightest nervous.

Meng Qi nodded, said no more, and slowly followed the momentum of the grass and trees to the mouth of the valley.

It is also strange to say, the valley grass is green and trees, it seems to be vibrant, but the crows are silent, there is no movement, and it gives people the feeling of death, and the combination of the two reveals a strange silence.

"There are traces. Jiang Zhiwei began to cultivate the Eyebrow Heart Ancestral Technique, and her spiritual sense became a lot stronger.

Meng Qi stared at it, and sighed lightly in his heart: "How come there are traces of many people passing by?"

And judging from the traces, the strength is not as good as the old clock.

"Maybe it's someone who came here quietly to be buried?" Jiang Zhi guessed slightly.

"Anyway, let's follow the trail first. Meng Qi turned into a phantom and quietly walked forward in the silent valley.

After walking for a while, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood at the end of his nose, and his heart moved, so he didn't care about hiding his tracks, and directly accelerated his pace.

Jiang Zhiwei also noticed it, and rushed forward with her sword, like a flying rainbow.

Beyond a tomb, in front of you is a large mausoleum, many of which are damaged and full of robberies.

In front of the mausoleum, there were five corpses, all monks wearing yellow monks' robes, covered in skin and bones, and without any flesh and blood.

"Dragon Elephant Tiger Leopard Peng?" Although only skin and bones remain, Meng Qi still recognized the identities of the five corpses with such eyesight that they were the five monks of the "Dragon Elephant Tiger Leopard Peng" who had studied with him that day, and the prince's helpers with the secret skills of joining forces!

"How could they appear here?" Jiang Zhiwei also recognized it, why did the monk who followed the prince inexplicably appear in the Valley of Mass Graves and died under the Heavenly Demon Gong?

In less than three months, Lao Zhongtou's strength has improved rapidly, and he can easily kill the dragon, elephant, tiger and leopard Peng...... The Heavenly Demon Gong is worthy of being a famous evil skill, as long as it can devour flesh and blood, bones, true qi and primordial spirits, it can climb up...... Meng Qi checked the five monks slightly, found no other clues, and continued to move forward with the faint smell of blood.

After this mausoleum, another corpse fell beside the path out of the valley in front of him, dressed in a black robe, facing the earth.

Meng Qi picked up the tip of his knife, and the black-robed man turned over, revealing his trademark rosacea.

"He?" Meng Qi was even more stunned, this man was the one who secretly met with Mi Zijing last night, why did he appear in the Valley of Mass Graves, and there were the prince's subordinates nearby?

The black-robed man was not only without flesh and blood, but also half of his bones, if it weren't for his eye-catching nose, Meng Qi would not have recognized him so quickly.

At this moment, a figure flew by, landed at the end of the path, leaned over and picked up a hidden weapon hidden in the grass.

The person who came was wearing a dark red costume with a silver official seal hanging from his waist, a long beard, and his eyes seemed to be squinting into a slit forever.

The hidden weapon in his hand was in the shape of a plum blossom, delicate and complex, with a unique charm, stained with red blood, and the smell was strong, which could be smelled from a distance, which was the source of the bloody smell that Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei had smelled before.

Looking at this slightly demonic bloodstain, Meng Qi felt that it was Lao Zhongtou's blood, who could hurt him?

Gu Xiaosang?

"The plum blossom nail of the 'King of Thieves' Sikong Tu ......," Qian Kai muttered to himself in a low voice.

The exterior scenes of the "Shattered Star Sword" Hong Qian and the Huanhua Sword Sect have followed the path outside, trying to lock on the track.

"King of Thieves" is commonplace...... Hearing this name, Meng Qi's mind buzzed, and many things before were suddenly connected.

Sikong Tu, who is good at robbing tombs, the prince and the king of Jin who came to Yingcheng inexplicably, Mi Zijing and the five monks of the Pure Land who are connected with rosacea, the king of thieves who missed the appointment with Qinglian Gongzi last night, Wang Siyuan's tips...... Meng Qi had already sketched a story in his mind:

When Sikong Tu excavated the ancient tomb, he accidentally got the secret treasure of the previous dynasty, which was rumored to be made by Emperor Wai, and the secret treasure that could enhance the fortune of the Son of Heaven, he was useless as a thief, so he spread the news to the Shendu, and led the prince and the king of Jin to come to Yingcheng to fight.

Because he has been active in Jiangdong for a long time, this place is the home field, and there are dense people in the rivers and lakes brought by the banquet of Xingyun, he is not afraid of being decorated with external scenes, and dares to sit on the ground and raise the price, to see who has rich conditions for the prince and the king of Jin, and the one with the highest price will get it, so there is a matter of contact between the informant of rosacea and the people on both sides.

Who knew that the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, and he is targeted by the "myth".

- If it is not a secret treasure, but a treasure of the previous dynasty, the Sikong diagram can be used directly for itself, without causing trouble, and increasing the danger in general.

The three exteriors searched separately, and Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei were not idle, inspecting the corpses and excavating traces in the valley.

After a while, Qian Kai, Hong Qian and other locations returned, all shaking their heads.

"Sikong Tu is good at concealment, and he disappeared halfway, he should have escaped, and the demon of 'mythology' chased him all the way, and he slowly disappeared. Qian Kai said to Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi.

At present, Meng Qi did not tell Jiang Zhiwei about the old affairs between the Qinglian Gongzi and the thief king, and when he returned to the city and separated, he first pretended to go back to Xingyunzhuang, and then turned halfway and went directly to the courtyard rented by the Qinglian Gongzi, intending to ask him if there was any news of Sikong Tu.

When you find a clue, you will submit this matter to the six doors with a secret report, there is no need to continue to mix in the competition of several major forces, who takes the secret treasure has nothing to do with him, he can't use it at all, it is better to take the reward of the six doors!

Because he loves to drink and love to be comfortable, Qinglian Gongzi did not live in the Treasure Pavilion opened by the Huanhua Sword Sect, but rented another courtyard in a nearby alley, the surrounding environment is quiet, even if it is noon, there are few people walking in it.

Stepping on the bluestone slab and counting the white walls on both sides, Meng Qi walked towards the courtyard where the Qinglian Gongzi was, and as he walked, he suddenly paused.

Because a low moan was heard!

If it weren't for the seclusion and seclusion here, Meng Qi's ears would not have been able to detect it!

This moan was full of pain, and there was a struggle before death.

Meng Qi frowned thoughtfully, hesitated slightly, and turned to climb over the wall and enter the hospital, looking for help from the groaning man.

The courtyard here may have been purchased by a merchant, and when it came to the New Year's Festival, only two old servants were guarded, and Meng Qi did not cause the slightest disturbance, and stopped in front of the firewood house near the wall.

That's where the moans come from.

He stretched out his long knife, pushed the door open, and flashed to the side to prevent a sneak attack.

The door of the firewood room was broken and old, and it creaked open, revealing the scene inside, and in front of the pile of firewood leaned against a man in black, who was half thin and half ruddy, extremely strange.

Meng Qi knew at a glance that he had been sucked by the Heavenly Demon Gong for most of his flesh and blood - if he had no living fingers, his face would not change.

Waving his hand to close the door of the firewood room, Meng Qi lowered his voice and said, "Sikong Tu?"

The man in black groaned lowly, smiling bitterly: "I originally thought about it, thinking about sheltering the tassel and begging him for help, but who knew that he was secretly attacked by the demon girl again, and fled here, he was already injured, and his life was not long, even if Shaolin returned to Dan, it was ineffective." ”

"This friend, I have a lot of wealth for you, as long as you promise me one thing. ”

He was very tough, half of his face was pressed to the bone, and he didn't stammer, but his voice was full of pain.

Meng Qi looked at him with deep eyes, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, sprinkling a little gold spots, bringing out a dream-like atmosphere.

The person who disturbed the situation in Yingcheng actually lay quietly in front of him like this. (To be continued......)