Juan and Du Long each opened the box, each containing a small object, and Ding Muzhong inlaid the two items on the utensils, and then closed the box.

Fang Ling suddenly realized that the so-called key was actually a combination of three things, and the three things were indispensable, and in order to prevent accidents, Ding Muzhong put the other two in the hands of his subordinates, so that if something went wrong, as long as one person escaped, then there would also be bargaining chips.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, and then someone was heard shouting outside the door: "Lord Hu, something big is happening in the city!"

"What's wrong?" asked Juan in a deep voice.

The man replied: "Just now, when the Shaman Festival was going on, an eagle suddenly fell from the sky, and the shamans who were with Nabutoya returned to the shaman hall in a panic, only to find that many shamans had died in the shaman hall, and now they are investigating the situation!"

"What, someone killed a shaman in the shaman hall?" Juan frowned slightly and looked towards Ding Muzhong.

Ding Muzhong said disapprerovingly: "I'm just afraid that it's the shaman's own internal strife, so we don't have to worry." ”

When he said this, Fang Ling's heart sank outside the room, the eagle was estimated to be the one fed by Gnu, and he actually reported the news, he didn't expect the shaman to be discovered so early, so the plan had to be changed.

Originally, Fang Ling's plan was to deliberately lure the shaman here to snatch it after finding out where the key was, and then profit from the two teams after the battle, so as to minimize his own losses.

Since the inhabitants of Shamanic City are concentrated in the square, and the gongs and drums are shaking the sky, even if there is a battle here, it is unlikely to attract attention.

However, now that the situation has changed, the other side will definitely send patrol soldiers to search around, and once there is a battle here, the patrol soldiers will hear the movement, and if the key falls into the hands of the shaman, everything will be in trouble.

So now the only way to take the initiative is to show up and seize the key, as long as the key falls into your hands, then everything will be much easier.

Although Fang Ling was silent, there were judgments in his mind one by one, and finally formed a perfect enough strategy, and at this time, Ding Muzhong was already preparing to leave with the key.

Fang Ling quickly made a few gestures towards Lu Bei and Song Ying'er, these gestures were all special codes for the palace guards, and ten fingers could combine various different and complex code words, which was more convenient than words.

After the gesture, Song Ying'er and both nodded their heads, indicating that they understood.

Fang Ling's figure flicked, and it fell lightly to the opposite side of the house, silent, like a light breeze. Lu Bei jumped on the spot and fell into the bushes in the corner, don't look at his stout figure, but there was no sound when he landed.

Song Ying'er stayed where she was, but a bit of evil flashed in her eyes, her ten fingers were slightly bent, and silver needles were revealed between her fingers.

Soon, Ding Muzhong had already come out of it, Du Long followed him closely, and Juan followed behind.

Escorted by two masters, Ding Muzhong had no sense of crisis at all, and his face showed a strong conceit, and it was naturally not a one-time achievement to be appointed by the Marquis of Tianji to deal with the matter of forming an alliance.