There was a pause after two sounds, followed by two more.

There was certainly no response from the inn.

So there was no movement outside.

Are these guys cautious? He Lingchuan exhaled lightly, knowing that the other party was about to retreat. The crow didn't fly out, which means that there are variables in the inn, so the other party may not be able to do it.

Count them smart, otherwise they will be waiting for the floating knife when they come.

He Lingchuan did not chase him out, because the Baoshu King Shoudian was imminent, and Fufeng City temporarily imposed a curfew for the past two days.

If you get into trouble at this point, it's not worth it.

Sure enough, after about a dozen breaths, there was a loud whistle on the street, probably the messenger shouting, "Who is it? Stop!"

And with the roar of the beast.

It seems that the servants are not only humans, enough for those guys to drink a pot.

The movements are getting smaller and smaller, and it is clear that the two fleeing sides are gone.

Tranquility returned to the streets.

......

After dawn, another inn 200 zhang away.

Someone crept into a guest room, where the lights were still on, and Fushiyama sat in front of the window.

"Got news?"

"Yes. The target has already moved into the Willow House, the official residence specially arranged by Fufeng City for the envoys of various countries. 「

The subordinate shouted, "The others have arranged it."

"Call everyone back. Fufeng City is too heavily guarded, and we won't do anything here. Fushiyama changed his plan, "However, we still have to confirm the whereabouts of the things first."

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Only a few days later, all kinds of chaos caused by the emperor's slurry in Fufeng City were also channeled, and gradually returned to order.

Closed shops are reopening one by one, and there are more pedestrians on the road.

Hundreds of industries have regained their vitality, and the scene of busy traffic has returned.

The demons and people who have become the price will never speak again, so they are gradually forgotten. No matter what happened in the past, life always has to pass.

What's more, the people of Bega know very well that their lives are already happier than those of civilians in other small countries that are in turmoil and war.

At this time, Sha Xinghai had already led the team back to Fufeng City, and he didn't have time to change his clothes, so he came over to report to his father:

"The missing deputy envoy of the Punishment Tomb Kingdom has been found, and the body is under a big tree on the west bank of Sanxin Lake. The nearby monster said that he had never seen the murderer."

Sha Taifu's eyebrows almost made a dead knot: "The stomach Ling country has been peaceful for more than ten years, and it is friendly and friendly, and I haven't heard of any gaps recently."

"Isn't it a national hatred, but a private hatred?" Sha Xinghai's face was gloomy, "I heard that this deputy envoy is the son of General Yinshan, and he has a good cultivation and many followers. General Yinshan has a brutal temperament, and once the news reaches his ears, how can he give up?"

"Whenever the emperor comes to life, there are always a lot of moths. More than a dozen monsters were hung and disappeared in the missions of various countries, not only the son of General Yinshan. "Taifu Sha also had a little headache, "I just went to report to my king, in fact, on the night of the Emperor's Pulp outbreak, it used its magical powers to monitor the large and small incidents that occurred in the city and suburbs, and in several cases, the mission took the initiative to participate in them. What is this called? 「

The Treasure Tree King's supernatural powers are no more, after all, there is a range limit, and it can only be monitored nearby, and there is no way to expand to a place as far as Sanxin Lake.

That is a means that only the ancient demon fairies have, and people today look forward to it in vain, but they can't help it.

"My Wang Shou Ceremony will be held tomorrow, and there will still be a curfew tonight, and the whole city will patrol and send more manpower."

After Sha Xinghai retreated, Mrs. Sha thought about it and asked Wu Jinsong, who was standing aside:

"You came to report yesterday that He Xiao was more than 100 miles northeast of the city to receive the emperor's slurry?"

"Yes." Wu Jinsong has always admired him for his daily management and his ability to remember a few little things so clearly.

"It's not far from the Three Hearts Plateau. He comes back late, and maybe he sees something, you can go and find out."

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Wu Jinsong bought some appetizers by the way, and then went to find He Lingchuan.

When I entered the inn and knocked on the door, no one answered, but a cat stuck out of the roof

Head:

"Who are you looking for?"

"He Xiao."

The black cat asked him again, "What's your last name?"

"Wu, I'm from Taifu's Mansion."

The black cat jumped on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "The owner explains, you go to Songhe Restaurant to find him."

Wu Jinsong understood, left the inn and walked back, going to the Songhe Restaurant on East Street.

This restaurant is about 400 steps away from Taifu Mansion, not far or close, so the consumption in the restaurant is not high or low, just right.

Wu Jinsong and other guards often come here to eat and drink.

He walked in familiarly, and said that he was looking for a guest surnamed He, but the guy did not lead him to the box, but took him to the guest room in the back row, and knocked on one of the doors:

"Childe, you have a visitor."

He Lingchuan sat in the room, and there was wine on the table.

Wu Jinsong entered the door and sat down directly, and asked him, "Why did you change your residence here?"

"I'm staying here so that I can have a night of wine with Brother Wu."

There are guest rooms at the back of the Songhe Restaurant, and even if there is a curfew, guests can come to the front building to drink. As long as you don't walk around on the street, it doesn't matter if you are an official. It's just that the rooms here are a little more expensive than He Lingchuan's original inn, and the price has doubled.

Wu Jinsong put down the dishes in his hand: "I'll add some food to your house."

He never cared about curfews, he could run around any night.

Wu Jinsong was of course, He Lingchuan was not surprised, neither of them mentioned this.

He Lingchuan asked his buddy for a few plates, and poured the wine and food brought by Wu Jinsong into it with his own hands. The two toasted each other with a glass of wine, and He Lingchuan's eyes lit up when he saw a dish, and he reached out and peeled one up.

Wu Jinsong gave a thumbs up: "Brother He knows the goods! I took a lot of people to eat this, and they didn't dare touch it. 「

In the wine and dishes he brought, the sauce beef is braised and fragrant, the cut is good, each slice is connected with thin tendons, and the snails are also fried to be oily and bright, spicy and fragrant. But the first thing He Lingchuan picked up was a soaked braised egg.

People who are afraid of this thing are really afraid, and people who love food are really afraid of it.

He Lingchuan asked while eating, "Why is Brother Wu here?"

"Didn't I say yesterday that I'm looking for you to drink today." Wu Jinsong secretly said that this kid didn't know that he would come, and asked a cat security guard to pass the word.

He Lingchuan filled him with a glass: "Nothing else?" made an appointment to drink tonight, and Wu Jinsong came before noon.

"What could it be?"

"Then tonight I will only drink and not talk about official business."

Wu Jinsong was slightly stunned and coughed, "Isn't cultivation considered official business?"

He Lingchuan was an old god: "Okay, if you want to ask, you can ask. But tell me first, what's going on?"

This kid. Wu Jinsong was helpless, he came to probe the mouth, but he didn't expect to be probed by the other party first: "It's still the night of the emperor's slurry outbreak, what happened in Sanxinyuan."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Who died this time?"

Tonight's curfew, and it will be Baoshu Wang Shoudian again, if there is no serious matter, Wu Jinsong will pick this time to come to him?

Although He Lingchuan saved this, he couldn't be clearer about the friendship between the two.

"The deputy envoy of the Dry Tomb Kingdom." Wu Jinsong said, "When the Lingguo delegation came to report the case two days ago, they happened to encounter God's pulp when they passed through Sanxinyuan, and as a result, the deputy envoy was scattered and disappeared. Sha Gongzi took people to Sanxinyuan to look around, and finally found the body of the deputy envoy on the shore of Sanxin Lake, although it had been bitten by birds and beasts, but it could still be identified. 「

He Lingchuan had a few thoughts in his heart: "What kind of monster is this deputy envoy?"

Fufeng City also found the body of the deputy envoy of the Ling Kingdom, so it would be easy to do.

"Yinshan Python." Wu Jinsong shook his head, "It is still the son of General Yinshan of the Ling Kingdom, and he is forty years old this year, and he is just about to reach adulthood. It is said that this time it was General Yinshan who asked it to come out with the regiment to experience, and he didn't want to suffer such a thing. The mission asked Taifu to investigate and see which opponent of General Yinshan also came to Fufeng City. 「

"Oh? Taifu also thinks it's a vendetta?"

"For now

I don't know, I just know that its flesh and blood have been drained. If it weren't for vendetta, who would do this? Wu Jinsong said, "In the past two days, Fufeng City has been doing a lot of foreign affairs and internal affairs, if Brother He finds anything, please inform me."

He Lingchuan pondered for a moment before asking him, "The Yinshan python you are talking about, but it is a big gray snake with thin black patterns on its skin?"

Wu Jinsong was excited: "Yes, yes, exactly! Have you seen it? 「

"That night, there was news from a crow that there was a large amount of imperial slurry near the lake. I rushed over to see that many monsters and warriors were fighting by the lake, and the battle was very fierce, and the last two "Laozhi" who won were about to clean up the spoils, but were scared away by a dozen people. The deputy envoy of the Stomach Ling Kingdom you mentioned, that is, the Yinshan python, still sneaked close to the leader of the group of people, and wanted to make a surprise attack, but he poked out of his original form and surrounded and slaughtered him."

Wu Jinsong was stunned when he heard this: "What, the deputy envoy of the Oroling Kingdom went to rob the emperor and was killed?"

The cause of death is as simple as that, and he died for the emperor like other monsters?

"Didn't you say that several missions were reduced due to their involvement in the Emperor's Pulp Dispute?" Youkai are youkai and are not reserved because of their status as envoys.

He Lingchuan shrugged his shoulders: "I also heard those people say that the killing was wrong."

"Kill—" Wu Jinsong was stunned, "Kill by mistake? Who were they trying to kill?"

Did the Yinshan python die in vain?

"I don't know."

Wu Jinsong felt a chill in his heart.

Those people actually killed the wrong target? That said, they'll do it again!

He Lingchuan said again: "The Yinshan python probably looks very similar to that target, so it will be mistaken, right?"

In other words, the target of that group of people is also a long worm?

"You saw the murderer of the messenger yesterday."

"Huh?" Wu Jinsong was stunned, and his brain turned several times, "You mean, those people in the inn yesterday? Oops, why didn't you say it earlier! 「

He Lingchuan picked up a piece of beef in sauce and chewed it slowly.

Well, the tendon and the flavor are worthy of the appetizers that Wu Jinsong bought from the time-honored store.

"On the night of the outbreak of Emperor Flow, the monsters and warriors on the shore of the Three Heart Lake died in a fight, and it is not strange to see it. If you don't mention this Yinshan python, how do I know that he still has such an identity? "That night, don't say that human life is like grass mustard, and the monsters are all dead like dust, how many people care afterwards?

"The man at the head called himself Fushan, and slipped near the inn last night, probably trying to kill me."