After not seeing Lao He several times in a row, Yun Que always thought that the other party was probing the news of the barbarian infestation.

But he didn't return to the Hou Mansion for more than half a month, which is abnormal.

The Imperial City is indeed very large, but with the footsteps of the old river, it is enough to cover most of it in one day, even if it takes a few days to track down the barbarians, it will not be a long time to watch.

At the very least, the news should be sent back.

If the scouts in the army do not return for half a month, then there is only one result.

This scout has been killed.

A bad premonition gradually rose in Yun Que's heart.

After settling Wu Dachuan, Yun Que asked about the whereabouts of Lao He.

As a result, the servants shook their heads in unison, saying that they didn't know.

Lao He is used to walking alone, and he doesn't deal with people much.

With a hint of doubt, Yun Que walked out of the Hou Mansion.

Standing in the doorway, he was silent

Lao He has been a scout in the army for many years, and with his style, he should not leave without the slightest news.

Father can let Lao He come to deliver the sword, which shows that he has great trust in Lao He, this kind of experienced veteran will not make some low-level mistakes.

There must be some clues.

Since there is no word left for the next people, the clues should be in a place that is both conspicuous and not many people will pay attention to.

Thinking of this, Yun Que looked back at his door.

At the edge of the gate, a trace that appears to have been outlined in mud was found.

It's like a 'one' word, but there's a small hook on the right side, which together looks like half an arrow.

Sure enough, there are clues!

Yun Que was shocked and looked for it along the street in the direction of the symbol's fingerprint.

Every time you walk out of a hundred feet or so, you will find half a mud arrow on the door of a house.

searched all the way, and after half a day, Yun Que came to a teahouse.

The arrow was broken here.

The tea house is very large, the hall on the first floor is spacious and bright, and the second floor can be occupied, similar to an inn.

Yun Que chose a location by the window and asked for a pot of expensive tea.

A pot costs ten taels of silver.

The tea house guys were hospitable, and they also added two plates of melon and fruit snacks for free.

can afford to drink a pot of ten taels of silver, and he is definitely a big customer.

Yun Que shook his hand and threw a tael of silver to the guy, making the other party smile.

"The guest officer wants to inquire about something, there is basically nothing I don't know about the new news inside and outside the imperial city!"

The guy took the silver taels and waited aside, very interesting.

"Half a month ago, did an old man with crane hair and a childish face come to stay with you?"

What Yun Que said is the characteristics of medicine people.

The guest officer asked! More than half a month ago, there was indeed a very energetic old man who came to our teahouse, I remember that he rented room No. 2 for a month, and specially ordered no one to disturb him, I think that the old man may be a cultivator! I haven't eaten or drunk for half a month, and I haven't seen him come down! ”

Sure enough, it's here!

Yun Que waved his hand quietly, and the guy immediately retreated.

After drinking a few cups of tea, Yun Que got up and walked up to the second floor and came to the door of Room No. 2.

I knocked on the door first.

There wasn't the slightest movement inside.

After waiting for a while, Yun Que used his sword spirit to invade the room through the crack in the door and open the door from the inside.

stepped in, and then closed the door with his backhand.

It was quiet in the house.

The windows are closed.

At the large table by the window, a figure stood.

Although his back was to the door, Yun Que could still recognize at a glance that it was Lao He.

"Old River!"

Yun Que breathed a sigh of relief, it would be easy to find someone.

Coming to the table and sitting down, Yun Que quipped: "You scout is not very authentic, you haven't gone home to deliver some news for so long, tell me quickly, what have you found these days, but there are barbarian whereabouts." ”

No one answered.

Yun Que's expression gradually changed, and he looked up at Lao He suddenly.

The old man standing at the table was expressionless, his eyes were hollow, and he was motionless like a clay sculpture.

The body of the medicine Dao person is a doppelganger, and there is no life in the first place, Yun Que didn't care about it at first, but it was so quiet that he didn't even say a word, which was wrong.

"Old River?"

Yun Que shouted again, but the other party still didn't reply at all.

"Old River! What happened to you? ”

Yun Que suddenly got up, came to the other party, grabbed the collar and asked, "Don't sleep!" Wake up, Lao He, wake me up! ”

No matter how Yun Que called, there was never the slightest reply from Lao He.

A hint of gloom appeared in Yun Que's heart.

The remnants of Lao He's soul are afraid that they have long since dissipated.

Yun Que raised his hand and pressed it on the top of the opponent's head, separating a thin sword qi to explore.

In the body, there is no divine soul!

Lao He, dead.

Although Lao He is just a remnant soul and can't stay in the world for too long, for Yun Que, Lao He is like his own relatives.

Lao He was a pawn under his father, and he did not hesitate to spend five years with a ghost body, trekking all the way from the border pass to deliver a sword.

As a ghost, the hardships and hardships of Lao He can be imagined.

Otherwise, it would not have taken five years to arrive in Yanmen Town.

After the grief, Yun Que began to look for clues.

Lao He has the doppelganger of the medicine Taoist inhabitant, it should not dissipate so quickly, there must have been an accident, causing Lao He's soul to fly away.

There were no signs of a fight in the house, and the identity of the medicine man was intact.

Opening the window, Yun Que looked out.

Except for a few small shops, there are no conspicuous buildings in the vicinity.

Could it be that the clue is in this teahouse?

Yun Que thought to himself.

It is possible that Lao He found out who the barbarians were connecting with in the teahouse, so he stayed here, intending to spy on each other.

So how did Lao He die?

Thinking of Lao He's ghost body, Yun Que gradually speculated.

Judging from Lao He's posture standing in the room, this body should not have appeared, but monitored the target with a soul body, and when the target left the teahouse, Lao He followed in the form of a soul body.

In this way, it can be greatly avoided from being discovered by the other party.

After all, Lao He's ghost body has a natural advantage, formless and substantial, he can escape into nothingness, so that outsiders can't detect it.

It was this follow-up that made Lao He die.

Lao He met a strong cultivator, and was discovered by the other party about his ghost body, so he killed him.

Only in this way can we explain why the doppelganger of the medicine Taoist stood in the teahouse, and the spirit of Lao He dissipated inexplicably.

"Lao He, who the hell have you met?"

Yun Que squeezed his fist suddenly, and the bone joints made a crisp sound.

No matter who it is, this enemy who killed Lao He, Yun Que is bound to find out!

This person is about colluding with the barbarians, and it is reasonable, Yun Que has to stab this person!

For the safety of Yan Kingdom, and also to avenge Lao He.

It's a pity that the mysterious person that Lao He once tracked has no clues, and unless the barbarian's whereabouts are discovered, this person cannot be found at all.

Since the other party has killed Lao He, he will naturally find that he is being followed, and he may not go to the places he has been to before.

Without clues, there is nothing that can be done about Yun Quan.

In a state of confusion, Yun Que found something unusual about Lao He's posture.

The body standing at the table, with his right hand on the table, leans forward with his index finger forward, as if pointing at something.

Following that finger, Yun Que found two slight marks on the table.

There is a layer of dust on the tabletop, and traces are left on the dust.

After careful distinction, Yun Que thought it was two strokes.

One large, one small, two vertical.