All the way north, the wet ground gradually dried up, and the spring rain did not come here.

Gu Shiwei sat in front of the fire, took the roast chicken leg handed by Han Shiyan and stuffed it into his mouth, the chicken skin was crispy, and it was brushed with a layer of honey, which looked very moist and delicious, sweet.

Every now and then, the campfire exploded, and there was a burst of sparks.

This place next to the official road is very open, and it is the first suitable camp for experienced teams to come out of Bianjing for overnight stays.

After they joined the Northern Dynasty delegation from the post station, they hurried north until it was completely dark, and then they set up camp here to set up a table and make food.

"Mrs. Wang is a heroic woman, there is a boat in the south to pass through the Bianhe River to Huaiyang, and there are horses in the north to pass through Yanmen to the capital. When my Dayong and Western Xia were at war, her caravan could even go directly to the Western Xia Kingdom unimpeded. ”

"Therefore, many people in Bianjing City say that Wang Yushi didn't know what good luck he had, so he married the God of Wealth."

Han Shiyan followed Gu Shiwei's line of sight, looked at the entire row of thorn flags standing not far away, and said to Gu Shiwei while roasting chicken.

Wu Jiang next to him took a big sip of the wine cup, "The shameless sour Confucians dislike the merchants on weekdays, and they are full of copper smell, not that I said, if Mrs. Wang said that whoever learns a hundred dog barks will allow his family to be rich......"

"I'm afraid it's not Bianjing City, I don't say I ate when I meet and say hello, I change my name to Wangwang!"

Wu Jiang said, a few faceless and skinless snorts, feeling that it was not enjoyable enough, and raised his head and whined at the moon a few times!

Gu Shiwei was speechless when she listened, when she and Wei Changsheng were at the post station during the day, they saw this caravan passing by and returned to the team.

The last time she saw Mrs. Wang's thorn flag was when she caught the Li brothers and sisters on the Bianhe River, and the big boat that bumped into the corpse was surnamed Wang.

This time I happened to meet again.

She thought about the three waves of killers that Wei Changming said before, the three fatal tasks, and looked at the caravan with a twelve-point spirit.

The leader of the caravan was a woman of about thirty or forty years of age, dressed in a purple gown, dressed as a man of the rivers and lakes, with a purple rhododendron on her left bun, and her weapon was a hollow brass rod.

It looks like a burning stick that has just been taken out of the stove, and it looks very mottled with an ominous green color.

The people in the caravan called her Huang Siniang.

In addition to Huang Siniang, there is also an old man dressed as a bookkeeper, the lean and lean whole person looks like a piece of dried bacon, Rao is also a practitioner.

In addition to these two people, the other uniforms are strong men wearing cyan shorts and carrying machetes, and they actually have a bit of a strong taste of soldiers.

Could it be a coincidence that at this delicate time, this caravan happened to collide with the mission?

Gu Shiwei thought about it, and glanced at a dark place farther away. The missions and caravans here were all brightly lit on the top of the tents, but the people on the other side were trembling and shrunk in the shadows.

Even though it was dark over there, Gu Shiwei could imagine that everyone in the exile team had the words "can't see me, can't see me" written on their faces.

She originally had to spend a few days before she could find a chance to chase Chu Liangchen, but she didn't expect them to meet again so soon.

"You try this chicken thigh, this one is not brushed with honey, I put some spices, it should be a different kind of taste."

Gu Shiwei sniffed, and sure enough, she smelled a completely different aroma from Fang Cai, she gave Han Shiyan a thumbs up, and was about to reach out to catch the chicken legs, when she heard a shout from the tent not far behind her.

Gu Shi stood up slightly, she picked up Han Shiyan with a familiar hand, and flew towards the noisy place with her feet.

Han Shiyan, who was holding a chicken leg in one hand and a chicken rack in the other, only felt a familiar whirlwind, and the whole person fell to the ground in a daze. He shook his head, only to see Gu Shiwei stretch out his hand and flick it violently, directly pushing away the people who were blocking the door of the tent and splitting a way.

The tent's curtains were pulled open and hung aside, and it was a direct view from here.

I saw a person sitting upright on the table in the tent, and at first glance I thought it was an old monk meditating.

"Xu Yi!" Han Shiyan's heart sank.

That Xu Yi sat on the high platform, his eyes were like copper bells, as if he had seen something unbelievable, his lips were dark blue, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which looked particularly terrifying.

And on his lap, there is also a half-bitten roast leg of lamb......

On the first day they left Bianjing, one person was quietly poisoned!

"Han Yushi, take care of your family, what's going on!"

Gu Shiwei's heart sank, and when he heard the voice behind him, he turned his head and looked over, only to see that Old Master Fu and Liu Fu of the Northern Dynasty Mission walking side by side.

"Xu Yi is dead", Gu Shiwei said sideways and made way of the way.

Old Master Fu didn't know if it was behind his ears or didn't understand, he poked his head and looked into the tent, this time his legs were weak, and he was instantly shocked, "Xu! Xu Yi! How is this possible! What about Lang Zhong? If Xu Yi has three strengths and two shortcomings, how can the old man explain to the official family! ”

Elder Fu said, sweat was already on his back.

Others don't know, doesn't he know?

Xu Yi came here to mix the gilding of military merits, if he dies for no reason, then it will be a big trouble!

Gu Shiwei glanced at the panicked Old Man Fu, and couldn't help frowning, what kind of blind man is the official family, so that he can choose such a bad old man who is not good to look at or use, and is only a stick of incense!

"Everyone is bleeding, Master Fu can start to think about how to explain to the official family. Looking at it like this, it should have been poisoned and died, and it is strange why the murderer put Xu Yi's body on the table and posed with such a distorted look. ”

Gu Shiwei said and walked straight in.

Her brain was spinning fast, why did the murderer kill Xu Yi? Which of the three parties came? Since he can poison and kill people, why don't he kill Master Fu directly, but point the finger at Xu Yi?

She thought about it, and stretched out her hand to probe Xu Yi's body temperature, and then probed the leg of mutton, all of which were warm.

"Who found the body first? When did Xu Yi enter the camp, and who brought him food? ”

As soon as Gu Shiwei's words fell, he saw a person dressed as a small guy rushing out, threw himself on the side of the table, and howled at Xu Yi's corpse, "Erlang! Jiro! ”

He shouted, looked at Wei Changsheng with tears in his eyes, raised his finger and said, "It's you, it must be you!" It was you who held a grudge against our Erlang, so you killed him! ”