On the day of the scientific expedition, the Louqin Inn, which had been lively for a few days, suddenly became extremely cold.

The originally bustling guests poured out in the early morning of that day, with solemn expressions, and rushed to the examination room as if they were going to the battlefield.

The Louqin Inn, which suddenly quieted down, became a little boring. Lou Qin sighed, moved the chair to the door, and sat down to bask in the sun.

In the past two days, 100 scholars have written poems in the hall of the Louqin Inn. Li Xiaoqian was also elegant, and chanted with them in the hall.

Every time Li Xiaoqian made a poem, it aroused applause from the audience and became the focus of the audience. He became a recognized talent among the students present and became the favorite of the top student in Jinke.

On the morning before the exam, more than a dozen students saw Li Xiaoqian and began to congratulate him in advance on high school. I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart. If this time, Li Xiaoqian is in high school, then he will soon be able to enter the court as an official, and he will be on the rise from then on.

At that time, he was no longer him.

And I, will still be me.

I remembered the emperor I helped in the town outside Lin'an Mansion that day. He promised me that he would not treat me badly in the future. I wonder if there is still a chance for his promise to be fulfilled.

Boredom, I came to the beggar gang's main altar. Haven't been there since somehow being the leader of a beggar gang. After a long time, I feel a little indebted to those beggars who call me "helper".

Behind the main altar is the residence of the former gang leader Ma Xiaoliu. Although he had died under the stick, it was the residence of the gang leader after all, so there were still disciples of the beggar gang guarding that room and not letting people enter it at will.

"Hello master!" the two beggars hurriedly stepped forward when they saw me coming, smiling at each other.

I immediately felt much better. I said, "I want to go in and have a look." ”

A beggar took a key from his crotch, expertly opened the door, and said, "Please, master." ”

It's a house that's not too shabbyly furnished.

It is even comparable to the ordinary rooms in the Louqin Inn. The tables, chairs and benches are covered with dust, but new signs can still be seen.

This was not unexpected to me. Any gang may suffer ordinary brothers, but there will definitely be a relatively luxurious leader.

Now, I'm the leader.

There was a dark yellow paper on the desk, which was also full of dust, and it seemed that Ma Xiaoliu had really not been back here for a long time. I blew on it, and the dust kicked up made me cough violently.

"Rattle".

As I stepped back, I accidentally bumped into the bookshelf behind me. A dark red wooden box tumbled down from the height of the bookshelf and fell to the ground with a "bang", but it was not damaged in the slightest.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of. I saw that it was made of warm wood, and although it was not very flashy, it still made me think it was a good thing.

I picked it up curiously. A refined lock that fastens the wooden box tightly.

I yelled, "Does this thing have a key?"

A beggar ran in, took a look, and said, "Go back to the helper, there is no key." ”

Don't have a key?!

I shook it slightly, and there was a rustling sound inside, as if there was paper hidden inside.

Driven by curiosity, I pulled out the Jiurou sword.

With this sword that can cut through the golden sword, there is no problem in cutting such an ordinary lock. With a "click", a delicate lock shattered in half.

I opened the wooden box. What was inside was a bunch of letterheads.

None of the envelopes had names on them. I picked up the top one and opened it. An ordinary piece of paper lay a few ordinary words.

But when I read those words, my body suddenly shook.

"The circle letter has been removed. ”

I read in a trembling voice, only to feel like five thunderbolts on my head, and I felt dizzy. Although it has only been more than half a year, this matter has been left far behind by me with the appearance of Lu Shi and the disappearance of Yuantong.

Now, it's popping up again.

Yuan Xin's death, what does it have to do with Ma Xiaoliu?

I remembered the conversation between Li Xiaoqian and Lu Shi that day. Those confusing conversations, connected with this letter, have become a huge puzzle.

I was caught in it and couldn't figure it out.

What to do?

I panicked.

I tucked the letter into the wooden box and closed the lid heavily. What does this matter have to do with me? This beggar gang leader was not what I wanted to do in the first place, but Bai Jingxing forced me up.

What does Yuanxin's life or death have to do with me? Anyway, Yuantong is gone. Anyway, Yuantong is not my master. Whether there are grievances or conspiracies, it has nothing to do with me!

However, I couldn't help but wonder, what kind of puzzle is this?

What is the answer to his mystery?

I looked at the two beggars standing in the wind at the door, his thin and desolate back, which reminded me of the poor people I had seen who had been displaced and swayed in the wind and rain during the years when I had fled with Master Eight Spears.

What do these things have to do with them?

If this is a conspiracy, then the beggars may have been quietly involved. If, there is a bigger conspiracy, in the end they will lose not only the yearning for a better life, but even more innocent lives.

The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became. I took all the letters out of the wooden box and opened them one by one.

However, those are nothing more than inconsequential instructions.

"Don't be impatient. ”

"Hide your identity. ”

"Don't give it away. ”

......

Each letter was a few words, and there was no more information about Enshin's death.

I decided to put these letters away. Carry it with you. Perhaps, you can ask Li Xiaoqian. Or perhaps, you can ask Bai Jingxing. If only he could be found.

But all I can do now is go back to the inn. Go back to the Louqin Inn and slowly figure out a way. Find a way to solve the puzzle. Find a way to unravel the answer.

Before leaving the door, I asked the beggar guarding the door, "Do you know Yuanxin?"

He shook his head sneeringly and said, "I don't know." ”

I asked again, "Do you know Lu Shi?"

He still shook his head.

I'm a little lost. All the way to the Louqin Inn.