After being quiet for a while, Cheng Shuiyao was surprised to find that this was really useful.

Although she is not proficient, she can hold it for half an hour.

It's a good feeling.

Cheng Shuiyao's eyes were happy, and she hurriedly continued to look at the book and study.

I don't know how long it took, but the outside world suddenly became noisy.

Cheng Shuiyao put down the book and left the space, but she didn't dare to open her eyes, so she could only prick up her ears and listen.

"What's the bad thing?" A man's voice rang in his ears, his tone full of disdain.

"Uncle, you can do it, let's get over," Moshu's voice rang out next.

"! Don't you see my family doing a happy event? The man spoke impatiently, and when he looked at the very unfortunate group in front of him, he sent for them to be struck.

This......

Moshu and Moqi were both dumbfounded, and they couldn't touch this person's moldy head, so they hurriedly beckoned people to pull aside and give way.

"Bad luck!" The man swore and hurriedly directed the team behind him.

The sound of the beating of gongs and drums began again, and then became weaker and weaker, and seemed to have gone away.

Cheng Shuiyao opened her eyes and looked at the coffin lid, feeling a little helpless.

The big day bumped into a white thing, and this girl was also miserable.

On the other side, in a village in a remote corner of the capital, a man was sitting in a high position, his whole face covered by a black robe.

"Master Qiqi, according to the news of our people, Xiao Ji and his wife have fallen off the cliff at this time, and their bones are gone," an ordinary-looking man arched his hand, his tone full of awe.

"No bones?" The man in the seat sneered, "I don't believe that he can die so simply, hurry up and send more people to search, be sure to see people alive and corpses when dead." ”

"This ......" The subordinate hesitated a little, and cautiously glanced at the man sitting on the high seat, "According to our eyeline, it is suspected that the coffins of Xiao Ji and his wife once appeared in the city near the cliff, and the chief of the city guarding the city is our people, he communicated with us in advance, and the coffins of these two people should be about to arrive in Wencheng." ”

"Oh?" The man said nonchalantly, "Then go and test me, if you confirm that you are dead, then erase all traces of the past, if you are not dead, you know what to do." ”

"Yes," the man did not dare to say a word, nodded hurriedly, and turned to leave.

"By the way," the man spoke again, "do you know what to do about those who participated in the previous assassination?" ”

"Yes," the man's body stiffened for a moment, and he turned sharply and bowed his head, "It's all settled." ”

"Worthy of my man," the man chuckled under his breath, slowly raising his hand and waving it in the direction of the door.

The blue and white jade wrench on his thumb was particularly conspicuous, and the man glanced at it and hurriedly turned around.

Hearing that there was no sound outside, the man slowly got up and reached out to take off his hat.

"Prime Minister, this man is not ours, do you really believe him?" The prime minister's henchmen and subordinates walked out slowly from behind the screen, glanced at the prime minister, and spoke loudly.

"Your Taoism is still shallow," the prime minister gave the wind a look with a meaningful smile on his face, "If this person's heart is towards us, then it will not be wrong to leave this matter to him, but if this person is not oriented towards us, then it must be someone from the other two factions." ”

"What does the prime minister mean......" Hurricane was stunned, and his eyes were a little more abrupt.

The prime minister was so deep, which really made him a little unexpected.

"You remember to follow him over there, but don't come to report to me recently, just convey anything to the people at home," the prime minister took a step and said as he walked, "The emperor is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I must be surrounded by his eyeliner, it is better that you don't appear so often." ”

Hurricane nodded, did not follow, looked at the prime minister's back and fell into deep thought.

On Cheng Shuiyao's side, she was still lying in the coffin, but the coffin was big enough that she could sit up for a while when no one was around.

Otherwise, it's not a problem to lie down all the time.

In order to prevent being monitored by the prime minister's people, she and Xiao Ji did not dare to show their feet at all, and they generally would not leave the coffin unless there were special circumstances.

Rubbing his neck a little helplessly, Cheng Shuiyao just wanted to change his posture when he heard the coffin being knocked twice.

Cheng Shuiyao's heart tightened, and she hurriedly lay down and began to pretend to be dead.

The lid of the coffin was lifted a little crack, and Moshu casually stuffed a piece of paper into it, and then pretended that nothing had happened, and re-closed the lid of the coffin.

Cheng Shuiyao saw that it was an ink book, breathed a sigh of relief, sat up again, and began to look at the paper by the light through the hole in the coffin.

"We have met many prime ministers' people along the way, and now we can preliminarily affirm that all of this is under the hands of the prime minister, and his eyeliner is all around, so we can't take it lightly at all, and we must insist on acting this scene."

At first glance, this word was written by Xiao Ji, and every word is quite atmospheric.

Cheng Shuiyao traced along the handwriting a few times, and the appearance of Xiao Ji writing this thing appeared in front of him.

Xiao Ji is very tall, it is estimated that he lowered his head when he wrote in the coffin, Cheng Shuiyao made up for it, and felt a little funny, so he laughed silently a few times.

But laughing and laughing, business still has to be done.

Cheng Shuiyao folded the paper and handed it to the ink book from the hole.

Moqi blocked without a trace, so no one could see what was going on at all.

yawned, Cheng Shuiyao lay back again, and slowly closed her eyes.

Anyway, it's still a long way, and she has no problem sleeping for a while.

On the other side, Xie Yin sat in the Buddha hall, kneeling on the futon and praying.

On the ground were scattered pieces of beads, and if you looked closely, you could see that these beads could be combined to form the string of beads that Xie Yin had worn before.

Not long ago, when she was praying for Xiao Ji and his party to arrive in the capital smoothly, the Buddhist beads in her hand suddenly broke off and spilled directly on the ground.

This is not a good sign.

Xie Yin was a little flustered, but he couldn't help himself, so he could only pray in vain.

"Old lady, there's a letter from Childe," Rifle hurriedly ran in with an envelope.

"Show me!" Xie Yin didn't care about chanting anymore, so he hurriedly stood up and pulled the piece of paper from Laifu's hand.

This piece of paper is Xiao Ji's handwritten letter, which describes their experiences after they left here.

Xiao Ji didn't lie, and wrote everything they went through, but at the end of the letter, he reported peace.

"This kid, now he doesn't even want to lie to me," Xie Yin half smiled and half angry, his expression was a little complicated, and he casually turned the paper, only to find that there were words on the back of the paper.

This word is crooked, and at first glance it is Cheng Shuiyao's handwriting.