Early the next morning, Bao Yuanqian took his younger brother and Gao Liu out of the embassy and headed towards the Anlek Market.

According to the wind, he will naturally be found when he arrives in Anlek.

When the four of them arrived at the Enlek market, they saw a large number of people outside the bazaar, but it was indeed as the crazy old man said, the name and residence of all the temporary residents were marked on the wooden plaque to show the public, which was convenient for management.

Under Bao Yuanqian's gaze, he found Feng Saizhang's name, and the four of them walked towards the Anlek Market according to the wooden sign.

As soon as the four of them walked in, the goldenbeard who was selling in the bazaar seemed to notice the four of them, took out a portrait in his arms and compared it carefully, and then released the carrier pigeon in the pigeon cage on the side.

Bao Yuanqian turned a few corners and walked to a secluded dilapidated courtyard with a wooden door that was hidden.

He stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door, "Senior? I called a few times in a row, but there was no response.

The four of them stood outside the house for a long time, and after a long while, Bao Yuanqian beckoned the three people behind him to enter, he pushed the door and saw that the courtyard was empty, and it seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

The house was empty, and it didn't seem to be there.

Bao Yuanqian looked around with the knife, rolled his eyes and said loudly: "It seems that we are not here at the right time." ”

Bao Butong was startled by his voice, and said in his heart what his brother was doing with such a loud voice all of a sudden.

Gao Shouzheng pointed to the pen and paper in the room, and said in a rough voice: "I don't know how long this senior will come back, let's leave a letter for him and write down all the plans." ”

Bao Butong had just been drilled by Bao Yuanqian's throat, and the loud voice of Gao Shouzheng behind him suddenly sounded again, and he couldn't help waving his hand and pressing his throat and said, "Hey... Brother, are you two okay? Our ears are fine, why are you talking so loudly? ”

Bao Yuanqian smiled lightly and patted him, but he didn't write a letter according to Gao Shouzheng's words, the four of them stayed in the house for a while, Bao Yuanqian snapped his fingers and said, "Go, go back to the museum!" ”

The four of them exited the courtyard, closed the wooden door and calmly left, and the figures of the four disappeared for a moment, and then a little man in a yellow shirt came by touching the edge of the wall, and he looked around and saw that there was silence around him, so he gently pushed open the door and entered the courtyard.

He tiptoed like a thief before he could push open the inner room, only to hear the gate of the courtyard behind him creak, and he was shocked and hurriedly looked back!

At this glance, I saw that the four of Bao Yuanqian, who had just left, were rolling up their sleeves and walking into the courtyard, looking at themselves with a smile.

"Hehe... Brother Gao is still very good, and there are really people who are following us. Bao Yuanqian glanced at Gao Shouzheng beside him.

Bao Butong suddenly, "No wonder brother, you are talking with your throat, it turns out that you are talking to this guy!" ”

What are the origins of these people? As soon as he entered the Anlek Bazaar, he noticed that someone was following him, but he didn't know what the man was trying to do, so he simply acted a good show to invite you into the urn.

Liu Sandao stepped forward and drew a knife and asked, "What do you say?" Leave a mouth alive or not? ”

The little guy was a little panicked at first, but suddenly a string of bone whistles sounded outside the yard, and the little guy turned to joy and immediately blew the bone whistle on his chest!

Bao Yuanqian and the four of them heard the sound of footsteps behind them for a while, and they all drew their knives and looked towards the gate.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the wooden door was kicked open, and more than a dozen knife-wielding murderers poured in outside, kicking the door up and blocking the way.

These dozen or so people all looked fierce and looked at the four of them viciously. The first was a golden-bearded man, and he was dancing with his hands pointing at the gang of murderers.

One of them muttered, and those people rushed forward and slashed at each other, not giving Bao Yuanqian a chance to speak.

At the last moment, Bao Butong rushed in front, raised the stone grinding table in the courtyard with both arms, and threw the stone table out like a shot put!

The stone table Huo Ran smashed into the pile of people, and when the two of them were smashed to the ground, their bones were broken, and they fell to the ground and lost their breath.

Bao Yuanqian and the three of them had already drawn their knives and slashed together with the comers, and for a while, the sound of sharp weapons colliding in the courtyard was endless.

A person came with a knife, and Bao Yuanqian reached out with a knife to entangle the man's knife, and twisted his backhand to take away his sharp blade. As soon as he stepped out, he stabbed the man to the ground with a single stab.

The other person was short and wanted to cut his ankle, Bao Yuanqian just raised his foot and stepped on the man's knife on the ground, the man struggled to draw the blade, and Bao Yuanqian immediately slashed his head, the knife was extremely fast, the man could not react and was cut down and fell to the ground.

He has practiced Uncle Bao's knife skills for several months, and he has already had a small understanding, plus he is a person who is skilled in the military and licks blood at the tip of the knife. In the fight for his life, how can these people be his opponents?

Gao Shouzheng and the others needless to say, but in a few rounds, the other party has thrown down seven or eight corpses, those people obviously underestimated the ability of these four people, they thought they were just ordinary skills, but they didn't expect that they were all ruthless characters.

How dare the rest of the people stay, they slammed the door and walked out, the little guy had already run away, and the golden beard ran slower and was knocked down by Liu Sandao and pressed under him.

"Spare your life!!" Goldbeard pleaded for mercy.

Bao Yuanqian walked over, wiped the blood on the knife and said, "You can spare you, but you have to tell me who sent these people?" He pointed to the corpse on the ground.

The golden beard snorted and said, "You uncles don't know, I really don't know!" ”

Liu Sandao took a bite and dragged him into the house.

He drew the dagger from the side of his boot and nailed it to the back of Goldbeard's hand, stabbing Goldbeard with blood, and wailing in pain.

"If you don't say anything, the next knife will stab you in the neck." Liu Sandao said viciously.

The golden beard was bruised in pain, and pleaded: "Uncle, I really don't know... I'm just a secret stake in the news business with Lin Cheng, and I make a living by helping people find out the news and tracking the people required by the employer. ”

"Last evening an old acquaintance threw me a portrait, paid me forty taels of silver, and gave me a carrier pigeon to contact with the bone whistle. If I saw the person in the portrait, I would immediately fly the pigeon out. He pointed at Bao Yuanqian and gasped, "That portrait is just like this uncle, I saw him today and then I notified the group, as for who that group is, I really don't know at all..."

Bao Yuanqian stepped forward suspiciously, took out the portrait from his arms, and what caught his eye was a portrait that was similar to his own painting.

He was a little stunned, who could paint so similarly?

Bao Yuanqian questioned the golden-bearded man and said, "Since you said that you don't know who the other party is, then how can he be sure that I will come back to the Anlek Market today and give you the silver in advance?" ”

Goldbeard gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "That's not the case, this is not the case, there are many hidden piles in Lin Cheng that are like me to investigate and track people, I am only in charge of this Anlek's stake, and there are also many stakes in other places, presumably that group of people naturally gave other stakes silver taels, but today you happened to come to my Anlek!" ”

The four of them looked at him in pain, and they always insisted that they didn't know that group, which should be true.

Bao Yuanqian thought in his heart, it seems that the group of people who want their lives have already given their portraits to many hidden piles in Helin City, no matter where they go today, as long as they leave the embassy, they will be assassinated.

Who is so desperate for his own life, and besides, this portrait, this portrait is so similar to himself, even the most skilled painter needs to sketch out a mold stroke by stroke, otherwise it is difficult to draw a very similar portrait out of thin air through memory or oral narration of others.

It's just that I've never been this "model" to make people paint portraits, where did these people find one....

Wrong!

He thought of the Mongolian nobleman, who was so similar to himself, could it be that he had painted a portrait of himself to assassinate himself?

But after thinking about it, it was not right, I only saw that guy for the first time at night, and the guy didn't seem to see his face clearly, why did this portrait have already reached the hands of this golden beard in the evening?

However, it can be concluded that if this portrait is not a "model" himself, then it can only be a Mongolian nobleman who is a model.

It's just that the Mongolian nobleman didn't see him before the evening, how did he know about his existence?

Could it be that this Mongolian nobleman... There was collusion with people who had seen him, and he was notified in advance that someone who looked like him appeared?

But he had seen the Varats with his own face before, although there were quite a few.... But most of them are officials.... For example, Bu Yan. And the nobles delighted ....

Hiss.... He was shocked in his heart, and he suddenly thought of someone.... A person who is a little abnormal when he sees himself for the first time, Harazhang!

Since this Hara Zhang saw himself so familiar for the first time, he naturally also saw the Mongolian nobleman!

However, when he was in the Wan'an Palace, this Hara Zhang did not show any shock like Erudo, on the contrary, he was very calm.

There is no reason for this, he is so familiar when he sees himself for the first time, which can only mean that he has already seen his own face, and he is not surprised.

Could it be that the reason why this Harazhang is familiar with himself is not because he has seen him before, but because he is familiar with the Mongolian nobleman and knows his face well. So when he suddenly saw himself, his eyes were a little strange, the nobles who should have been in the Timurid envoy team, how did Kong turn into an envoy from the Ming Kingdom....

Connected in this way, it seems to have cleared a trace of fog... It's just that what is the relationship between this Harazhang and the Mongolian nobles? And why did he have to kill himself?

A false envoy of the Ming Kingdom, a Mongolian nobleman who was exiled to Timur, and a privy envoy of Warat, the three of them are really different worlds and have nothing to do with each other... If it weren't for the fact that this portrait exposed the extremely similar two people as clues, Bao Yuanqian really couldn't connect the three of them together.

The golden-bearded man clutched his palms and wailed, rolling on the ground and begging for mercy.

When Bao Yuanqian saw him rolling, something rolled out of his arms, fell to the ground and snapped.

When he looked up, he saw something in the shape of a fiery silver coin, carved with the shape of flames.

He hurriedly crouched down to pick up the fiery silver coin and asked, "Are you in any connection with the Persian Zoroastrians?" ”

He was not familiar with this fiery red silver coin, but the flame pattern on the silver coin was somewhat familiar, and those Zoroastrian people had such patterns when he was in Blackwater City, obviously this silver coin was related to Zoroastrianism.

The golden beard seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "Wronged, I don't know who Zoroastrianism is!" This coin was given to me by another group of people as a token for me to contact them, and they have a very different staff, so they need this credential..."

"Why are you alone?"

The golden-bearded man lamented: "Uncle doesn't know, this Anlek is a place where news is distributed, and it is easier to hide than other places." ”

Bao Yuanqian's heart moved, no wonder Senior Feng wanted to come here to live in Anleke, and he unintentionally pulled out the news of Zoroastria through this golden beard, and asked: "What news does Zoroastrianism want to investigate?" ”

Goldbeard said: "It's not that I want to find out the news, I know that there are all kinds of hidden places that Anlek can't see, and I am building bridges between them, and I am always leading them to meet with another group of people in different places... That's right!! ”

He seemed to remember something, "Uncle, I remember." The old acquaintance who painted my portrait... It seems to be someone who is in constant contact with Zoroastrianism! ”

Bao Yuanqian was shocked when he heard this, Zoroastrianism actually had something to do with the Mongolian nobles?

"How do you connect?" Bao Yuanqian sneered.