No. 3's words are very strange, obviously far away in the capital, but it seems that the situation is so urgent that it happened to me.... Li Miaozhen's slender and delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She actually had something to do tonight, after the turmoil of the daytime soldiers, out of the keen intuition of the Heavenly Sect cultivators, she vaguely sensed the murderous intent hidden under the appearance of Governor Zhang's smile.

Therefore, I plan to go to the post station before dusk and see if there is room for maneuver.

But No. 3 is a netizen she values very much, upright, brave, smart and wise, and an admirable reader. There was something wrong with Number Three, and she couldn't ignore it.

As soon as I thought of this, I saw the mirror surface of the jade mirror, and a line of text slowly emerged:

[In the Yunzhou case, the real mastermind behind the scenes is the political envoy of Song Bu, Governor Zhang solved the mystery, and originally planned to arrest Song Changfu with a thunderous force.

However, Song Changfu sensed the danger in advance, designed to confuse Governor Zhang and the watchmen, and secretly blocked the city gate. Now that the White Emperor City is killing everywhere, the governor's team is afraid of accidents. Number two, you quickly send troops to help. 】

The mastermind behind the scenes is the political envoy of Song Bu?!

Li Miaozhen seemed to have been smashed in the head by a heavy hammer, and was stunned for a while, Song Changfu was the mastermind behind the scenes, that is to say, the Qi Party who colluded with the Witch God Sect was Song Changfu.

Song Changfu is a member of the Qi Party?

I don't have time to think so much, if it's just as the third said, then the turmoil in the White Emperor City is about to break out, no, even a fierce battle has begun.

If Governor Zhang has an accident, the entire Yunzhou will slide into the uncontrollable abyss, Jiang Luzhong is a four-rank martial artist, and once the war starts, the people in the city will inevitably be affected.

And this is only the beginning of the turmoil, in the spring of next year, the imperial court will definitely send a large army to attack Yunzhou, and under the fires of war, how many people will be devastated.

Li Miaozhen got up suddenly, and her hand had already grabbed the silver spear leaning against the table, but at this moment, she suddenly froze.

A series of big question marks flashed through his mind, and then converged into one sentence: How did Number Three know about these things?

No. 3 is far away in the capital, how do you know what happened in Yunzhou?

She had a vague guess in her heart, and this speculation caused an uproar in her heart, and the shock was no less than that of Song Bu's political envoy mutiny.

So, Li Miaozhen paused, stood in place, and passed the book with slightly trembling fingers: [How do you know about this. 】

After the book was sent out, no one paid attention to it for a long time.

Li Miaozhen raised her eyebrows, turned her head to Su Su, the female ghost who was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking down at a book, and said, "Pass my order and assemble the Feiyan Army." ”

Su Su looked down at the style of reading, like a gentle and intellectual, knowledgeable lady. That gentleness is engraved in the bones.

If the book you read is not "XX Yan History", it will be perfect.

"Oh!"

Su Su reluctantly put down Xiao Liu Bei in his hand, twisted Yingying's small waist, and walked out of the tent.

She is a little depressed, and the male protagonists in the book are all handsome scholars, gentle and elegant, and rich in learning.

And if she reshapes her body in the future, she will be a concubine for Xu Qi'an, a womanizer.

The gap is also too big.

Seeing the female ghost maid go out to dispatch troops, Li Miaozhen, who did not waste time, had a calm face and sent a letter to threaten: [If you don't say it, I will never send a single soldier. 】

Of course, this is just a threat, Li Miaozhen is now eager to put on his wings and fly to the White Emperor City.

[Three: Actually, I received the mission of the academy and secretly rushed to Yunzhou. 】

[Two: You treat me as a fool?]

No. 3 is a student of Yunlu Academy, as we all know, after the beginning of spring, it is the time for the world's scholars to leap into the dragon gate. No. 4 had previously mentioned that No. 3 was going to participate in the Spring Festival, and No. 3 did not deny it.

Yunlu Academy and Yunzhou Eight Poles can't fight together, what will make No. 3 give up the precious time to prepare for the exam and go south? The academy is full of talents, why does it have to be No. 3.

The students of Yunlu Academy were ordered by their teachers to go south, but they had a thorough and clear understanding of the Yunzhou case, which was too unreasonable. Unless someone leaks it to him... Xu Qi'an will indeed leak it to his cousin, assuming that No. 3 is that cousin.

So there is another way to verify whether No. 3 is lying, and that is to ask No. 1 and ask him (her) to go to Yunlu Academy to investigate.

But that's too time-consuming, and in the current situation, time is of the essence. So Number Two asked directly, and she hoped that Number Three would tell the truth.

[Three: Okay, it's a showdown, I'm Xu Qi'an, I'm No. 3. 】

No. 3 is Xu Qi'an!?

Li Miaozhen was petrified on the spot, and her pretty melon seed face was as dull as a stone carving.

It was as if she heard something inside her collapsing, rumbling and falling apart.

Honest and kind, righteous-minded reader (×)

Despicable, shameless, hypocritical and lustful watchman (√)

The image of No. 3 has undergone a series of processes such as collapse and reorganization in her heart.

At first hearing the bad news, Li Miaozhen was angry in her heart, she felt that she had been deceived, her feelings were played, and she was treated as a monkey.

To be honest, he has a good impression of No. 3, who is not as thoughtful as No. 1 and always loves to peep at the screen. It's not as gentle as Four, but it's actually very proud.

As for No. 5, No. 6 and No. 9, each has its own characteristics, but in terms of perception, they are not as good as No. 3.

However, everything is a lie.

At this moment, Li Miaozhen recalled No. 3's evaluation of Xu Qi'an in his mind.

"It's shameless, it's shameless...."She held the silver gun tightly, her chest rising and falling violently.

This has to be put aside in modern times, Li Miaozhen is the heroine in today's statement, the title is: "Eighteen-year-old girl was deceived by netizens"

Wait a minute!

Li Miaozhen, who was angry, suddenly remembered some unhappy things:

If No. 3 was Xu Qi'an, she asked for help in the book group with a sincere face that day, asking them to help analyze the case.

The next day, a little proudly in front of Governor Zhang and Xu Qi'an, boasted that he had solved the case.... Thinking of this, Li Miaozhen's chest rose and fell more and more violently, her face was flushed, and she had the urge to draw her sword and kill herself.

At that time, Xu Qi'an was probably laughing at himself in his heart.

She held her face with both hands, and her voice trembled: "Slut..."

......

In the distant capital, Daoist Jin Lian stared at the fragments of the book from the ground, and waited for a long time, but No. 3 and No. 2 did not continue to communicate.

"I didn't say a word when the secret conversation ended. Daoist Jin Lian complained.

Xu Qi'an, this kid, usually brags and doesn't make drafts, but now it's okay, his identity is exposed, and he has no place to embarrass himself.

But this is nothing, the Golden Lotus Dao has been cultivating for decades, and he has never seen any strong winds and waves, so he will not lose his temper because of such a trivial matter.

"Kukukuku...."

A few minutes later, an orange cat jumped onto the fence in the yard and looked in warily, as if intending to sneak into the kitchen to steal food.

But at this moment, the orange cat suddenly froze, stunned on the wall, and after a few seconds, the amber pupils regained their agility, cocked their tails, and walked away happily.

In the room, the Golden Lotus Daoist was lying on the bed, his eyebrows serene.

....

Xu Qi'an finally glanced at the jade mirror, and No. 2 did not taunt, accuse, or abuse, and remained silent secretly.

There was some surprise, but there was some expectation.

She should also remember what she said that day, and her mind drifted for a while, this is the benefit of everyone dying together. Xu Qi'an sighed.

Then, he precipitated his spirit, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and called to the monk Shenshu in the sea of knowledge: "Master, master...."

"Master, I'm in a crisis, and I hope I can get your help. ”

I called the Shenshu monk for a long time, but there was no reply.

Xu Qi'an was a little panicked, the reason why he dared to rush to the scene first, he had confidence, and the monk Shenshu was his confidence.

At the beginning, the two of them agreed on three chapters, and Xu Qi'an contributed his body to warm up his broken arm. The monk Shenshu has to help in times of crisis.

But now, the plug-in seems to have run away?

"Live to die. ”

In my mind, I heard the ethereal voice of the Divine Master.

What do you mean, do you want to save me or not?

Xu Qi'an was busy communicating with Shenshu in his mind, but the monk of the dog day fell asleep again and couldn't wake up.

....

Political Envoy Division, Backyard.

The sound of "ping pong" came, and it was Hu Benwei searching for incriminating evidence. Governor Zhang and Jiang Luzhong stood in the courtyard, and the respectful Hou of the Yunzhou prefect was on the side.

Governor Zhang smelled a faint fragrance, which was different from plum blossoms, which had never been smelled before.

In his anticipation, he easily found the flower, a white flower, which looked no different from the wildflowers on the roadside, but its fragrance was rich and long.

"In the cold winter, there are still flowers?" said Governor Zhang in surprise.

When the prefect heard this, he turned his head and glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head indifferently: "Xu is a special breed, and the lower officials don't know it, but Song Bu's political envoy... Song Thief is a lover of flowers. ”

Governor Zhang bowed slightly.

Hu Benwei did not gather any useful evidence.

"Strange..."Governor Zhang frowned.

The Song Mansion and the Buzheng Envoy Yamen were too clean, and it was as if they had been specially cleaned up, leaving no evidence of guilt.

However, Song Changfu is secretive, and he may have another base, so it is not surprising that he can't collect evidence.

Not long after, the summoned officials gathered in the political envoy yamen.

.....

In the lobby, Governor Zhang stood under the eaves of the door, standing with his hands in his hands, and in the courtyard, more than a dozen high-ranking officials lined up on both sides, silently paying attention.

"Everyone!"

Governor Zhang's eyes were sharp, he glanced at the two columns of high-ranking officials on the left and right, and said in a deep voice: "Song Changfu colluded with the Witch God Sect, greedy for military supplies, and raised his own dignity. The people's livelihood around Yunzhou is withering, and chaos is frequent.

"By the will of God, this officer will strictly inspect it. After the incident, Song Changfu committed suicide in fear of crime.

"From today onwards, all important military and political affairs in Yunzhou will be handled by this officer. Anyone who goes against this thief shall immediately go to the official to explain the situation and be punished according to the severity of the circumstances. ”

"Obey your orders!"

The officials bowed their heads.

At this time, in Governor Zhang's sight, he saw a group of watchmen rushing in from the door of the lobby, and the momentum was violent. One of them, the silver gong, was carrying a man in his hand.

The officials in the hall looked at each other.

"Why are they here?" Governor Zhang looked at Jiang Luzhong beside him.

Jiang Luzhong shook his head.

"Your Excellency, something is wrong. ”

The man was carrying a man's silver gong in his hand, and before he arrived, his mouth was already shouting.

Jiang Luzhong squinted his eyes and saw the person in Yingong's hand clearly, and was taken aback, it was the work of the government office.

"What's going on?"

Governor Zhang's gaze fell on Qi Zuo, and his face suddenly became extremely serious.

The silver gong handed the gong in his hand to the gong beside him, stepped forward quickly, and whispered in his ear.

After listening to Xu Ningyan's analysis, a group of watchmen hurried to the residence of the political envoy of Song Bu, but they were in vain, and the governor had already left.

After inquiring about the government, I learned that the governor had gone to the political envoy.

The experienced silver gongs could not leave without it, and keeping in mind Xu Ningyan's analysis, they re-examined the body of Song Bu's political envoy.

Only then did I realize that the bloodstained face was actually a human skin mask.

It was really not Song Changfu who died.

The watchmen immediately arrested the servant and rushed to the political envoy in a hurry.

"I see!"

Governor Zhang's face changed several times, from shocked to dignified, and then to expressionless after precipitating emotions.

He slowly swept over the officials, looked at the servant, and said, "Who instructed you?"

He was frightened, and his eyes frequently looked at the side and back, which was the position where the prefect of Yunzhou was standing.

"Returning to the governor, he is a lower official. The prefect bowed his hand and admitted it calmly.

Governor Zhang snorted coldly, didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand: "Take it...."

His hand didn't go out, a simple wave of his hand, but it was difficult as if he was lifting a thousand catties.

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground softly, and Jiang Luzhong beside him subconsciously wanted to help, but he didn't expect to stumble, and the dignified four-rank martial artist was actually taken by Governor Zhang and fell together.

"Poisoned...", there was a chill in the center of Jiang Lu.

"Jiang Jinluo, Lord Governor. The watchmen were shocked and came closer one after another.

In the courtyard, a group of officials were panicked, and the Yunzhou prefect was so strange in their eyes at this moment.

"Bastard!"

A gong drew his saber and was about to kill the prefect.

The prefect's face was expressionless, and he raised his hand to make a seal.

"Hehe—" The discarded man suddenly mutated, his muscles swelled, his eyes turned red, and a beastly roar erupted from his throat, slamming headlong into the gong that drew his knife.

Burst!

The blade slashed at his shoulder, cutting off his entire arm, and before he knew it, he slammed into the gong's arms.

The crowd heard the sound of bones shattering.

The gong flew out upside down, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

The people who beat him were quick and caught him. But this could not change the ending, the light in the eyes of the gong quickly dimmed, and the flame of life was extinguished.

"Dream Witch!" Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice, "It turns out that you are the four-grade dream witch of the Witch God Sect, and you killed Zhou Min?"

The prefect smiled: "Exactly!"

The officials quickly retreated and looked at the prefect vigilantly.

That mysterious dream witch had been hiding by his side all along, and what means did he use to restrain Si Tianjian Baiyi's aura technique?

There was only a hideous one left in the red pupils, and he lost his humanity, silently picked up the broken arm and pressed it on the broken point.

Scarlet-rich veins flickered, and blood-colored threads wrapped around the severed arm, reconnected.

Blood Spirit Golem!

This is a secret technique controlled by the wizards of the Nine Pins, which can refine the living into puppets, and at the cost of burning essence blood, catalyze the puppets into fierce and unparalleled dead soldiers.

Therefore, the Nine Rank Wizard is also called "Blood Spirit".

Of course, the sorcerer of the ninth rank has a limited increase in the combat power of the puppet, and it can't be to the extent of continuing to break the arm.

"What kind of poison do I have?" Jiang Luzhong seemed unwilling.

"This poison is called Songhua white worm, the white worm corpse burns, it will produce a colorless and odorless poison, this poison will not cause any effect on the body, but it will be latent in the body for up to ten days.

"During these ten days, once the poisoned person smells the fragrance of a flower called pine flower, his body will become weak and weak, and he will become a lamb to the slaughter. This is the poison prescription of the Gu Clan Poison Department in Southern Xinjiang. ”

"Jiang Luzhong, in order to deal with you, this seat is really painstaking. You are a high-grade martial artist, ordinary poisons are ineffective against you, and it is easy to see through, only this combination of Gu poison, and the gentle and long poison of the medicine, can make you hit. The prefect looked proud.

Governor Zhang gasped weakly, "Is that the flower in the backyard?"

"That's right. ”

"So, you deliberately led us to the backyard. ”

"The Governor's ingenuity has come late. The prefect scoffed.

"So, what about the poison of the white worm?"

"The candle that you burn every day is enough. You took precautions, but you didn't expect the poison to be on the candle. When the governor went out to inspect, the candles in the post house were secretly changed without him knowing. ”

It is impossible for the post station to be guarded all the time, especially during the inspection, and it is impossible to prevent the candles from being changed.

Governor Zhang forced himself to ask, "Where is Song Changfu?"

"When you die, he will naturally take over Yunzhou officialdom. The prefect sneered: "After taking over the White Emperor City, the mountain bandits hoarded everywhere will attack the prefectures and counties, and at the end of the Jingcha year, Yunzhou will be cut off from Dafeng." ”

At this moment, everyone heard the chaotic and loud footsteps, and a large group of people was approaching.

"The poison will be relieved after two sticks of incense, but unfortunately you won't live until then. The prefect laughed.

....

PS: Sorry, Carvin didn't get better, he wrote slowly. In addition, this chapter is 4,600 words, and the 3,000-word one has already been updated. The next chapter is after the wee hours of the morning, but don't wait, it's definitely two or three o'clock, or even later.

Change first, then change.