He and Zhongsun Mou had only known each other before, and they had no reason to be old, but they knew that this person was acting quite cautiously. The current situation is a little chaotic, Zhong Sun Mou actually came in person, not afraid of being caught by the so-called prince's envoy?

"I've heard what happened at the Chaohu Tower in the afternoon." The duration of the Water Mirror Technique was too short, and Zhongsun Mou had to come in person if he wanted to talk about things seriously, "Your servant was taken down by He Xiao's envoy, I'm afraid your secret won't be kept for long."

"The secret of 'our'." Cen Boqing corrected him, "Didn't you say that you took all the information and intelligence in Mai Xuewen's house? How could the man surnamed He know the time and place of Mai Xuewen's transaction in Pak Sha Kwan?"

Really caught him off guard.

He didn't take any prince's envoy in his eyes at all, and he never wanted to suffer such a big loss, and he was touched by the other party.

Although He Xiao couldn't help them, it was a bad feeling to be targeted.

Who doesn't love to hide behind the scenes?

"He arrived first, and I followed, and there was a difference of a few breaths." Zhongsun Mou secretly pouted, "I can only say that you are really unlucky."

Cen Boqing exhaled: "Brother Zhongsun came overnight, what is your opinion?"

It's all because of this guy's low eye that he has caused him so much trouble, and now he is embarrassed to come to see his jokes?

"He Xiao is too good at finding trouble." Zhongsun Mou was straightforward, "My help here has also arrived, I want to see if Brother Cen needs help."

This is to urge him to do it, Cen Boqing narrowed his eyes: "The person I invited has been preparing for many days, and he can do it tonight."

"How sure are you?"

"I don't dare to say that nine out of ten are safe, so let's say that there is an eighty percent chance of winning."

That's very high, Zhong Sun Mou relaxed slightly: "Great, do you need us to protect the Fa?"

"He doesn't let anyone else watch." Cen Boqing was still a little polite to the patrol envoy, and said tactfully, "But please also ask Brother Zhongsun to be prepared and fill in the gaps at any time."

"That's not as good as this..."

......

On the way back, Jiao Yu reminded He Lingchuan again: "Now you are a thorn in their side, be careful."

"I know." He Lingchuan knew in his heart, "As long as you kill me, the case will not be investigated."

If you can't solve the problem, you usually solve the person who created the problem.

Now, he's the thorn.

As long as he is killed, the people behind the scenes can continue to live a good life in the spring and without shock.

Now he is at a disadvantage because he is in the light and his opponent is still in the shadows.

Secretly, this opponent is likely to have bared his fangs to him.

The Zhongsun Mou who was placed on the bright face, He Lingchuan couldn't kill him as the envoy of the Chiyan Kingdom.

Not killing or injuring or humiliating the patrol envoy is the bottom line that the king of Chiyan assigned to Fushanyue.

"There are also third parties, friend and foe, who are also lurking in the shadows." He Lingchuan's mind was very clear.

"You mean?" Jiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, "Oh, the person who sent us the "Divine Record"! Do you think he's Mr. Mak?"

"He hopes that someone will track it down here, whether it's me or Zhongsun Mou, just find it." He Lingchuan pondered, "But Zhongsun Mou fell to the real culprit behind the scenes, and even announced to the public that the messenger case had been solved. Then the third party should be very unhappy."

"Will you attack us too?"

"Not necessarily, but it's not a bad thing to be on guard." Who knows what the other person wants?

Now, he has at least two groups of enemies, one group wants him to die, and the other group has a ghost in their hearts and doesn't know what to calculate.

He's only been here for a few days, is it so lively?

Half an hour later, He Lingchuan returned to the inn where he was staying.

His eyes were lowered and he noticed that a piece of wool had fallen from the crack in the door of his guest room.

It was General Antelope's beard, very long.

That is, someone had sneaked into his room.

He made these organs and preparations to prevent Mr. Mak and the people behind him. Of course, the object to watch out for now

There is another Zhongsun Mou.

He Lingchuan walked into the house and looked around, and found that several small mechanisms he had laid had not been triggered.

That said, the infiltrators don't carpet search every corner, and even the area to walk around here is limited.

What does the other party want to do?

At this time, Jiao Yu also rushed in from outside, and said with a solemn face:

"Asked."

It left halfway through to find out what it could get as it went.

He Lingchuan was mentally prepared: "Oh? Which powerful family owns that mansion?"

"It's the eldest son-in-law of the Great Sinon of the Bega Kingdom, Cen Boqing."

He Yuanchuan suddenly felt that his mental preparation was a little insufficient: "What, where is the big Si Nong here?"

"Void City's! That's one of the Nine Emperors, who is in charge of Bega's money and food, and is extremely powerful." Jiao Yu's feet shrank, and his front paws cut out three claw marks on the table, "Cen Boqing himself is a captain of Wei Yang, he has won battles, and he has military merits, I heard that the promotion is imminent, and many people in the court are scolding his family."

He Lingchuan scratched his head: "No wonder the captives don't dare to admit their names."

He had already been mentally prepared that if he dug deeper into this case, he might dig up the sore feet of some people in Lingxu City.

But he didn't expect that the other party's origin was really not small.

The three words "Lingxu City" have created a chasm that many officials of the Demon Kingdom dare not cross?

Jiao Yu asked him, "What now?"

"Wu Bo's subordinates, just relying on the confessions of these two little people, can't defeat an opponent of Cen Boqing's weight." He Lingchuan said slowly, "But we already know who the target is and which direction we should go, and this is a big progress."

He looked at the sky, "Tomorrow we will take the prisoners and go to meet this son-in-law for a while."

At this time, the courtyard door rang, and Lu Dutong's personal soldiers came to deliver food, and the code was accurate.

Before He Yuanchuan returned to the inn, he explained that Lu Dutong would send his own soldiers to deliver meals in turn, and the personnel would be changed, and the restaurant where the meals were purchased would also be changed.

If the opponent hiding in the shadows wants to calculate him, it is nothing more than three methods: assassination, poisoning, and cursing.

Assassination, Zhong Sun Mou should know that he is not very easy to kill, and if he assassinates in a place like Baisha, it is easy to make mistakes due to many people's eyes;

More subtle methods are the latter two.

He Lingchuan now has no Yuan Force to protect himself, and his resistance to poisons and spells is poor. Zhong Sun Mou knew very well that he was a foreigner, and it was easier to use these two methods.

Therefore, from today onwards, He Lingchuan must be on guard everywhere.

Even if it was the food sent by Lu Dutong's own soldiers, the code was right, and he still took out the drops of the potion to test for poison and confirm that it was safe before eating.

This potion was also made by his good monkey Lingguang, and it is indispensable to guard against people, and it is really a good medicine for home travel.

Alas, if Lingguang was here, he wouldn't have to worry about being poisoned.

After the meal, he exercised his breath for more than an hour, and then went to the public bathhouse, which was open all day long, to take a bath, and there were many people there.

Before going back to the house and lying down, he took out the dementor mirror as usual and took a picture of every corner of the room, not even on the beams.

This mirror can see through many supernatural powers and witches, and is a good helper for him to check everything.

He Lingchuan grabbed the mirror and swept it under the bed, just to look at it casually, but the mirror called out: "Hey, hey, go back!"

He leaned down and used the mirror to shine under the bed.

"Here!" The mirror emits a light that shines on the bottom of the bed.

Only then did He Lingchuan realize that there was a handful of small gray silk in the place where the light was shining, which looked like spider silk.

Isn't it normal to have spider silk in this dark, damp corner?

No matter how glamorous the appearance of the restaurant inn is, the invisible corners hide dirt and dirt.

However, there is also a gray round cocoon stuck to the spider silk, which is smaller than an ordinary silkworm chrysalis and is very inconspicuous.

If it weren't for the subtlety in the mirror, he would probably have missed it even if he saw it with his own eyes.

He Lingchuan pulled out his dagger and stirred up this mess

came out and burned a fire.

At the same time as the flames devoured the cocoon, in another inn more than 300 zhang away, someone suddenly covered his chest and screamed painfully!

The man tore open the placket of his clothes, and saw a large piece of charred black on his chest, as if it had just been burned by an open flame, and even emitted a burst of fleshy fragrance.

"Damn, it's been discovered!"

The man had to swallow the potion quickly, and then take the potion and pour it over and over again to wash the wound.

After half an hour, the wound gradually closed, leaving only a scar the size of a copper coin.

It will take some time to heal completely.

"Oh, don't be complacent, you're going to be out of luck!" He took out a barefoot wooden sculpture and placed it on the table, and lit two tribute candles.

It's a statue of a god, two palms high, and the wood is a bit old. Although the plated gold body has not completely fallen off, its form is not as solemn as other statues, but it is full of faces, and its dress is not serious, which can be called a rag and a hundred knots.

The chest, hands, feet, neck, and even the holes in the garments were full of faces, some with only one eye, and some with as many as three or four; Some of their eyes are like brass bells, and some of them are cracked and even bleeding.

Some of their faces were crying, some were laughing, some were angry, some were sad, all of them were distorted.

There are only a few faces that are completely blank, with no eyes, no nose and no mouth, which can probably be called expressionless.

The other idols give people the feeling of either majesty or kindness, but this one is hideous and terrifying, and I feel shudder when I look at it more.

It was as if countless ghosts had been stuffed into this wood carving.

The man dropped a few drops of potion in his eyes, put a small wooden ball into the tribute bowl, and then knelt down straight, lit a small half of incense, and said something in his mouth.

After dripping the potion, he could see a translucent shadow emerging from the wooden ball, the soul of a young child only three or four years old, still wet, probably drowned.

When the child soul came out, he looked left and right, looking confused, not knowing what was happening, but instinctively leaning over and sniffing the incense.

This is its food, which can replenish the weakened soul body.

The wooden balls are carved from the bottom of the sea, allowing the remnants to shelter temporarily.

The mantra took out two whole sticks of incense, lit them, and then put the tail of the incense on his forehead, and recited the words in his mouth.

The night was quiet, and the atmosphere in the house quickly froze.

It was as if something invisible but incredible, approaching, and even the sound of insects outside the house was silenced.