Zhang Jiao turned over and dismounted, walked over to look at the head of the person who was about to be taken off, and when he was thinking about something, Zhang Bao twisted the blood, sniffed it under his nose, and lowered his voice.

"There is still a hint of salty taste in blood, it should have just died, and the person must still be nearby!"

At this moment, a sound of catching fast came from the depths of the forest.

"Find a new grave!"

The sound fell, and there were footsteps all around, and more than 30 catchers rushed around to converge, Su Chen also walked in the crowd, and a few more catchers passed, and began to dig the soil with a knife in their hands, all of them were people with martial arts, although they were not high, only the realm of eight or nine grades, and it was extremely easy to cut a hole in the soft soil mound.

Su Chen wanted to go over, but Zhang Jiao suddenly pulled him back, "Be careful, there's a problem!" ”

Left and right, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang stood in front of them quickly with weapons, and they were being blown apart by the excavated mound, and several catchers flew out upside down in an instant.

A black shadow rushed through the mud in the sky.

"Stop him!" This sentence was shouted by Thirteen, and he and the head catcher next to him reacted immediately, and rushed to the middle with a sword and a knife, and the figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhang Jiao pulled Su Chen's sleeve and looked around, the old man squinted his eyes, his two earlobes trembled slightly, and his eyes opened suddenly, "Little one!" ”

The wooden staff in his hand slammed into the ground under his feet.

It was only four or five steps away from Su Chen, and the ground suddenly lifted the dirt bag and then exploded, and a figure rushed out of the soil, Zhang Bao stepped on his feet and flew up.

"Get down!"

The long sword in his hand rose when he heard the wind, and in the mottled sunlight in the forest, the two figures collided together, and the moment the weapons touched, the two tore each other apart.

Weapons collided, cloth tore and shattered, and trees were swept in, branches and leaves were wild, and butterflies fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Liang shook the spear in his hand, followed closely, the yellow robe sounded in the wind, and the spear that was waved out of the roar, he saw Zhang Bao's sword light slashing through a big tree, he shot at the ankle of the black shadow is two shots, but it was two gold and iron sounds, two great sun flame-like things hit the head of the gun, the black shadow dodged Zhang Bao's sword light, staggered with him, kicked on the nearby tree, and jumped with his strength, and the black robe was sprinkled out.

The figure disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"What is this?"

Su Chen frowned, he didn't know a lot about martial arts, after all, most of this kind of thing would not be easily displayed, I had heard thirteen talk about it before, and the characters above the fifth grade would cultivate secret techniques according to their own martial arts.

Zhang Jiao can practice the art of thunder, and it is also a kind of secret art in the eyes of the Thirteen.

When it comes to the great master above the first grade, there may be a variety of secret techniques.

After all, it is impossible for a Grandmaster to learn only one type of martial art.

"It's a pity that there is no thunder in the clouds today, otherwise I can lead the thunder to fight with him." Zhang Jiao actually doesn't like to fight fiercely with others, and he was just fighting for the lives of the people when he held it high for the heavens and fought for the Yan Han.

"Little Hou Ye, that person may have used the Flying Night Divine Technique!"

Thirteen walked to Su Chen's side vigilantly with a sword, and said in a low voice: "I have heard Master mention before that this kind of secret technique will escape when it encounters soil, fly when it encounters wind, hide when it encounters trees, and black when it encounters firelight. ”

"Your master knows a lot, did he tell you how to break this secret technique?"

Hearing this, Thirteen was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"I didn't ask."

"Get out of the way." Su Chen pulled out the sword at his waist, "Heroes cherish each other, and rats and rats get together...... Your Excellency, if you want to kill me, you might as well come over directly, I'm here, if others interfere, I won't be surnamed Su. ”

"Little Hou Ye, this is too dangerous."

"I'll lead him, shut up." Su Chen glared at him.

The next moment, the sound of a tree cage suddenly sounded above my head.

Su Chen looked up at the top of his head suddenly, like the leaves falling from the rain, and the reflection at the bottom of his eyes was countless leaves spinning down. At this moment, the surrounding catchers rushed wildly, throwing tiger claws one after another, all of which were stirred like whirlpools of falling leaves, and a figure fell from it, and the thirteen fits knocked Su Chen away, and the long sword slashed out, and the sword body flew out, rolling to the ground with the thirteen.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang moved in unison, swords and spears crossed in the direction where the black shadow fell, and while fighting hard with the other party, the figure disappeared, and it appeared again in an instant, and it had rushed towards Su Chen two steps, a pair of iron claws flashed cold light, and they crossed and cut out with all their might.

Poop!

A wooden staff stretched out diagonally, stopped the iron claw, opened his horns and beard, and swung it away with all his strength while holding the staff with both hands, instantly pressing the opponent's iron claw back into the opponent's chest.

It's a dull sound of 'bang'.

The black shadow flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing half of the tree, and the broken sawdust flew through the forest, and the moment the black shadow hit the ground, the figure sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

The catch is still on guard, and someone wants to chase around to check, but Zhang Jiao called out: "No need to chase, the person has already fled, we don't have his secret skills, we can't catch up." ”

As he spoke, a catcher picked up something from where the man had just escaped.

He didn't dare to open it at will, so he hurriedly came over and handed it over to Su Chen.

It is a well-dressed red silk, with some mandarin duck embroidery, and after it is opened, it is a piece of paper with beautiful handwriting, as if it was from a woman's hand.

This is their correspondence...... It was written to the Assassin he had killed earlier. ”

Su Chen looked at the above content, it was the man who was killed by him last night, and informed the person outside the city of the night attack on the Hou Mansion, but Su Chen vaguely felt that the man who was killed between the lines was a little ambiguous about the black shadow just now.

Mo is not two...... ?

"Huh?"

Seeing the end of the content, I realized that the handsome man who was killed by him was called Yin Shiro, and the last sentence was saying that he got the picture of the general's night banquet and handed it over to Islam.

"The picture of the general's night banquet? Kill my Su family for this thing? ”

He has lived in Su Mansion for ten years, and he has never been anywhere, and he even knows how much private money is hidden in the secret room of his cheap father's study, but he has never heard of such a thing.

If there really is, it is impossible for Su Congfang to hide it from Su Yong, once the eldest brother and second brother know, how can he not know?

"Go back."

Su Chen put away the letter, and hurriedly called everyone to go home, he had to go back to guard Su Congfang and ask about the night banquet.

The light of the sky rose above the clouds and gradually slanted down.

Government Prison.

The man in prison clothes kept writing on the paper, and after a few dozen columns, he put down his pen, blew the ink that had not dried, and after a while, folded it, walked to the fence, and handed it to the cell boss outside.

The cell boss glanced at him, snorted, turned with his knife in his hand and walked outside, where there was a closed room where someone was waiting.

"Shizi, everything that man has explained has been written here."

Su Yong put down the teacup, took the stack of papers, and quickly went out, after all, he couldn't call the shots about such a big matter, since his father had woken up, he naturally had to hand it over to his father to deal with.

Out of the prison of the mansion, he returned to the Su Mansion non-stop, the front foot just entered, and the back foot side Su Chen also hurried back, he threw the sword to the thirteen and walked quickly to the atrium.

By the pond in the middle courtyard, Su Congfang was supported by his wife and sat here to enjoy the coolness, today his complexion has improved a lot, and he can get out of bed and walk around.

"Master Hou, the prince is back." The maid Chunmei said softly.

On the stone bridge of the Water Pavilion, Su Yong walked quickly, entered the pavilion, bowed his hands to his father and mother, and then took out the letter from his arms.

"Among the officials in the roster, someone has already confessed, you can see it."

"It's been a hard time for the three of your brothers."

Su Congfang was very satisfied with this son, smiled and took the letter handed over by his wife, he opened the column and looked down, and the hand holding the letter shook unconsciously.

He asked in a low voice, "Have you seen it?" ”

"No, the child feels that his father has woken up, and it should be handled by the father, and the child does not dare to look at it privately."

"Hmm."

Su Congfang still trusted the son in front of him, but if he was the other two, he wouldn't believe it, and at this moment, Chunmei turned around and saw the figure of Shiqiao coming.

"Master Hou, the little Master Hou is also back."

Su Congfang raised his face suddenly, and when he saw Su Chen coming here with Thirteen, in the eyes of everyone, he suddenly tore up the letter paper and stuffed a few pieces of it into his mouth.

"Husband!"

"Daddy!"

The old woman on the side, as well as Su Yong on the other side, looked at Su Congfang in surprise, and Su Chen, who came over, stood outside the pavilion and was stunned.

"Dad, what are you doing?!"