"Okay, I'll burn this "Agarwood Record", tonight, and cut off contact with Jinguancheng from now on!" Bai Ze swore as he spoke, raised his arm and threw the "Agarwood Record" in his arms into the brazier on the side pile.

Clapping his hands, Bai Ze turned his head again, "Hongchun Garden? ”。

Seeing the furnishings in the room, the reddened lanterns, and the dim candle flames, Bai Ze suddenly blushed, "Why did you bring me to such a place!" ”

"The other rooms are full! I'm also helpless, you pay for the house, I'll go first! The woman seemed to have something to do, and in the blink of an eye, she changed back into her tight black clothes and flew out of the window.

Looking at the woman's distant back, Bai Ze shook his heavy head, stood up and walked out of the door. After all, the merry place is not a place to stay for a long time, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

.....

In the Hongchun Garden of Jinguan City, the sun is slanting in the west, the lights are on, and the small traders who came to set up stalls are putting away their bags and preparing to go home. The best time at night is the annual lantern festival in Jinguancheng, but now it is different from the past, everyone gathered at the door of Hongchun Garden. Get ready to come and watch a good show.

From evening until midnight, the crowd confronted each other. No one refused to let anyone, and some persuaded to fight, and they all shook their heads and left.

"Withdraw~!" The big bald man at the head felt physically exhausted and took the lead in speaking.

The proprietress desperately waved the fan in her hand, like a sharp knife, like a lotus leaf, tiger and tiger, and a thinner left arm also made a cut.

The bald man pulled up the stirrup and glanced back at the eldest grandson Yuandong, "The plan has changed!" Good luck! Leave this sentence, and leave without looking back.

The eldest grandson, Yuandong, was expressionless, drew his sword, and turned to enter the store.

It turned out that the proprietress called "Eldest Sun Yu Linglong" was the younger sister-in-law of Eldest Sun Yuandong. The younger brother "Eldest Sun Yuanrang" has never been in contact since that incident. The eldest grandson Yuandong is not as decadent as day by day, but he didn't expect his brother-in-law to start this kind of business.

Turning back to the building, the eldest grandson Yuandong walked towards his room on the second floor.

"I haven't heard my brother mention you!"

"You are, I didn't even know he had a brother!"

"I'm here to tell you, I'm here to find a treasure!"

"Zifeixia?"

The proprietress was stunned and looked at the eldest grandson Yuandong, her eyes were distracted. After a while, it dimmed again.

"You're going to have to find someone who is a ghost, I don't know what it is!"

The eldest grandson Yuandong knew that the proprietress was still worried about her brother's death, and felt that she had brought up the old matter again. Without asking any more questions, he walked towards the room that the proprietress had pointed out.

The eldest grandson Yuandong's room is on the left opposite corner of the second floor, just forming a right opposite corner with Liuli's room.

Just as he was about to push the door in, a dragon-shaped wooden arrow with "Nine Babies of Fierce Birds" was inserted with a piece of yellow paper and shot at the angle between the eldest grandson Yuandong and the next room.

The next room is Bai Ze's room.

Bai Ze pushed the door out, and happened to encounter a wooden arrow shooting, and both of them looked at the yellow paper on the wall at the same time.

.....

"The sword box is ringing, and the soldiers of the world can be rested!" On the yellow paper, ten big characters were written in ancient script, and the eldest grandson Yuandong didn't say a word, but grabbed it.

Bai Ze carefully looked at the wooden arrow in his hand, and repeatedly recalled the marks he had seen when he was detective. The Northern Darkness Kunpeng, the Three-legged Golden Crow, and the Qingluan Divine Bird, why don't you have any impression in your mind?

I'm afraid this blood mark can't be? Nie Yin will!

Bai Ze suddenly thought of something, and went to the eldest grandson Yuandong to grab the note.

"There are still words at the end!" The eldest grandson, Yuan Dong Lisuo, flipped the yellow paper to the back, and a line of blood-red words was written.

Your friend is in danger, Shen Shi is three and a half quarters, Zhenbao Pavilion, success or failure in this move!

The two pondered the sentences repeatedly, but Bai Ze paid more attention to the blood-colored handwriting behind them.

"Your friend?" The eldest grandson, Yuandong, turned his head and patted Bai Ze on the shoulder.

Bai Ze thought about it, if this letter was not addressed to the chivalrous man beside him, then it was very likely that the person who was killed was the female assassin he met these days. No, I have to let her explain everything today.

Stuffing the yellow paper to the eldest grandson Yuandong, Bai Ze went back to the room and picked up the sword, holding the dragon-shaped wooden arrow in his hand, and walked towards the palace.