The second grade of martial arts is also known as the realm of a half-step grandmaster, and when he reaches this realm, he is extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of true qi in the air. The last time she visited the Marquis of Yunyang's mansion, Qiu Ying vaguely felt that there was an extremely resentful and vicious true qi fluctuation in the mansion.

True qi gathers but does not disperse.

Although the man tried his best to suppress it, he still showed a trace of horse's feet.

Or that person didn't expect that a half-step grandmaster would suddenly visit the Yunyang Hou Mansion, and it would be too late for that person to use secret methods to suppress and hide his aura.

Qiu Ying didn't know who the man was, but one thing was certain.

This man must be a member of the Demon Cult!

Whoever practices the vicious exercises, the true qi flowing in the body will be so resentful.

And this person's strength is not low, and he is above the fourth grade!

Qiu Ying didn't expect that a small, unpopular playboy would expose a big devil hiding in the capital.

……

"My lord, there is a situation at the back door of the Hou Mansion!" At this time, a subordinate hurriedly came to report.

Qiu Ying and Zhu Lie glanced at each other, raised their feet and rushed to the back door of the Hou Mansion.

……

A quarter of an hour ago.

Xu Zhou entered the city like a countryman, inquired while walking, and finally came to Chongrenfang, Yunyang Houfu.

From a distance, there are three layers in front of the Hou Mansion and three layers outside, surrounded by many people, and the group of strong men seem to be about to tear down the gate of the Hou Mansion. At this time, Xu Zhou naturally wouldn't go to ask for this bad luck, so he had an idea, went around the Hou Mansion in a big circle, and came to the back door.

"Knock knock!"

Xu Zhou raised his hand and pulled the copper door knocker and slapped it on the door a few times.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps inside, and the elderly porter first glanced out through the crack in the door, and saw that the person who came was not the annoying group of flies of the Imperial City Division, so he opened the door.

The old porter wearing a small hat opened the door, his eyes wandered, he glanced Xu Zhou up and down, frowned, and reluctantly took out two copper plates from his arms and stuffed them into Xu Zhou's hands, pushing him to leave quickly: "That's it, if you want to eat, you have to go to another house, and you don't see what kind of place this is...... Also, you're shrewd and know how to go through the back door. ”

Looking at the two copper plates in his hand, Xu Zhou's heart suddenly stopped beating for three seconds, and he was impotent and furious.

Is it easy for me to come on this hot day?

What did you take me for?

Beggar!

In fact, I don't blame the porter, it's really that Xu Zhou's current appearance is a little embarrassed, from the Ping'an County Ya to here, Xu Zhou has been walking for more than an hour under the scorching sun. Now the sweat on his face is running down his neck, wetting his neckline, and there are still a few strands of hair stuck to his head, which really looks like he is asking for food.

"I'm not a beggar, I want to see Lord Hou." Xu Zhou said angrily.

The porter held on to the door and gave Xu Zhou a "What is your identity, what is the identity of Hou Ye?" The door was about to close with a pout.

Xu Zhou was in a hurry, stepped forward, pressed the door with his knees, and took out the jade plate given by Wei Dao before leaving from his arms: "I have a token!" ”

The porter took it, put it in front of his eyes, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look.

The Hou Mansion Gatekeeper still has this bit of eyesight, although the jade plate is not good-looking, there is mud and dirt on it, but the material is the best South China Sea deep jade, the carved patterns on it are lifelike, not like from the hands of ordinary craftsmen, but like an object from the palace.

"You are?"

The porter hurriedly asked Xu Zhou's identity, and looked at the clothes on his body, only to find that Xu Zhou's identity was not ordinary.

Capable soap clothes, with a circle on a white background on the chest, a big word "prison".

So countless pieces of information formed in the mind of the old man in brown, forming a guess:

Could it be that Hou Ye's friend was imprisoned, and he used money to buy off this little jailer and let him come to Hou's mansion with a jade token for help?

"Ping'an County, jailer!"

"Ping'an County? Out-of-town? The porter scratched his head, surprised.

I haven't heard that Hou Ye's friends are still in the outer city!

"Wait, wait for me to go in and make a message." The porter put away the jade plaque, closed the door again, and hurried into the house to report.

While waiting, Xu Zhou leaned against the door and quietly stuffed the two copper plates into his waist bag and put them away.

If you earn it with your ability, why should you pay it back.

……

Street corners.

As soon as Qiu Ying and Zhu Lie arrived, they saw Xu Zhou handing over the jade plaque in his hand, and the porter entered the mansion to spread it.

"Who is this man? When did it come? Zhu Lie tilted his head and asked the little minions of the Imperial City Division who were guarding here.

The little minion clenched his fists: "I just came ...... not long ago"

"Interesting." Before the little minion could finish speaking, he was inadvertently interrupted by Qiu Ying.

Qiu Ying stood at the corner of the street and recognized at a glance this little jailer from the Ping'an County Ya. She waved her hand and sent away the little minion who was monitoring the back door of the Hou Mansion, curled the corners of her delicate lips, first stuffed a piece of dried apricots into her mouth, and then sighed: "The case is really getting more and more interesting......

Zhu Lie stared at the oiled paper bag in Qiu Ying's arms and secretly swallowed his saliva.

"This is not the ...... of the Ping'an County Ya," Zhu Lie also recognized Xu Zhou as the little jailer that night.

It was this little jailer who first discovered that a few people who died of Hua Han Cao, and later asked the people who knew how to poison in the Imperial City Division to verify that the dandy's secret weapon was indeed soaked in the poison of Hua Han Cao.

"What is this little jailer doing?" Zhu Lie rubbed his chin with one hand, approached Qiu Ying's dried apricots with the other, and smoothly pinched out a slice and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Qiu Yinghu glanced at Zhu Lie suspiciously, thinking that he couldn't finish such a big bag of dried apricots, so what was the harm in rewarding him: "So, the case is getting more and more interesting......

"What do you mean?" Zhu Lie frowned, thought for a while, and then reached out and took out a piece of dried apricots from the oil-paper bag.

"It's too troublesome to explain to you......" Qiu Ying didn't explain that much.

Behind this matter, there must be a huge conspiracy hidden.

……

……

"Assert ......"

"Master Hou is really good Yaxing, is the knife not easy......"

Hou's study.

Yunyang Hou is already in the age of the sixtieth year, his temples are gray, but his hair is meticulously combed, tied with a golden crown, wearing a lilac gown, without a belt, and his clothes look extremely wide.

In front of him, there was a desk, a wolf on the table, a mountain of pens, rice paper, and inkstones.

Yun Yanghou stood behind the desk, bent down slightly, grabbed the pen in one hand, held the sleeve in the other, just dropped a word on the paper, he felt that the word was not good, threw the brand-new rice paper into a ball on the ground, and spread out a piece of rice paper again, and dipped it in ink to write again.

The pen hangs three inches over the paper.

The tiger's calloused hands trembled non-stop, and in the end he couldn't get a complete word.

From time to time, there was a hoarse and sinister laughter in his ears, which made Yun Yanghou extremely irritable.

"Whew-"

Yun Yanghou exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest, put the pen on the pen mountain, propped his hands on the table, his head drooped, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before he slowly spoke, "What do you want Ben Hou to do?" ”

"It's not so easy to do two house slaves...... Boom. ”

The hoarse and sinister laughter came out again, and Yun Yanghou glanced up at the gray-robed man in the study, his mind far away.

Half a year ago, there were thunderstorms and nights.

The old man in the gray robe suddenly visited the Hou Mansion, and the guards on the surface of the Hou Mansion and the dead soldiers in the secret were invincible, and he suddenly died before he could reach him.

The death was miserable, covered in black pus, and in the end, there were not even bones left.

Such a tragic killing method, Yunyang Hou has heard of it.

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were two masters of "the southern divine doctor and the northern ghost hand" on the rivers and lakes, among which the northern ghost hand was good at using poison and often killed people invisibly, and the government found no trace.

The gray-robed old man who suddenly visited the Hou Mansion had the same murder methods as the Northern Ghost Hand, or even stronger, and the old man who did not want to reveal his name and surname lived in the Hou Mansion for more than half a year, Yunyang Hou knocked on the side, knowing that this person was the Northern Ghost Hand who had been missing for a long time.

"Two domestic slaves? What Ben Hou has done is worthy of heaven! Yunyang Hou sat down on the chair with his arm propped up on the chair handle.

The gray-robed old man's laughter became more and more terrifying, and even his whole body trembled slightly.

“…… Well, what a ......."

Yunyang Hou glanced at the old man a few times, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were a little more prominent, and he said calmly: "Recently, Ben Hou heard about the recent events in Beijing, and I want to come to those things outside from your handiwork, do you want to blame Ben Hou?" ”

"It's not to blame, it's the Hou Ye who should repay the debt!"