Under the clear and cold moon, the oil lamp swayed, Ma Fengtao sat on the edge of the platform in the courtyard, holding "Ma's Record of Clearing Grievances", but his eyes looked at the vast sea of stars, absent-minded.

After a long time, the ominous feeling in my heart still couldn't be relieved, so I went back to the house and put on my coat and walked towards Beizhen Anling.

Along the way, there were few pedestrians on the streets, only the autumn wind followed. This kind of weather seems to go back to the situation when I first met the old man ten years ago. The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger.

Just as he walked out of Tongyi Fang and was about to enter Taiping Fang, he suddenly felt a palpitation, and when he looked up, he saw Master looking at him in the dark narrow alley between the two shops, with a kind face and a smile.

Ma Fengtao shouted "Master" and hurried up to meet him, but saw that the old man was like an early morning mist, gradually fading and dissipating.

"Master!" a terrible howl, in the silence of the night, like a mountain ghost roaring, causing the surrounding mansion to hear the cry of babies and the invective of the people.

Ma Fengtao stood alone in the middle of the street, slowly squatting, just like when he faced the soul of his mother for the first time, he hugged his knees with his hands and buried his head deeply, trembling.

On the other hand, when Nangong and Xiu Yan Shu rushed back to Beizhen Anling, it was already three o'clock.

The two passed through the Vermilion Bird Gate, Xiu Yan looked back, and the old eunuch Chen Zhigui actually stood here with a treasure letter in his hand, but he didn't look at the two people who were galloping by, and Chang'an Wei who followed behind, but looked at the east of Chang'an.

That's where the Shura Emperor's Mausoleum is located.

He didn't hear the fleeting staggering, and the old eunuch frowned and whispered: "The dormant evil qi is very unstable...... Old Ma, if the emperor's qi is infected by evil qi and turns into a ghost king, can your little apprentice deal with it......

At this moment, in the Beizhen An Order, Nangong saw that Xiu Yan was silent, his spine was undulating, obviously trying his best to restrain his anger.

The first time he saw Xiu Yan angry, he didn't find it interesting in his heart.

The deceased was an old man, who was said to be a servant of the Beizhen An Ling, who had been here when the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, but he had never seen it.

When the old man died, his face was still covered with a linen cloth, Nangong reached out to find out, but Xiu Yanshui stopped his hand and said, "He doesn't like it." ”

Nangong didn't ask what he didn't like, he just stepped back and didn't bother anymore.

But seeing that Xiu Yanshui seemed to endure and endure, and when he finally raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and hatred seemed to be about to spew flames from his eyes.

The chess pieces in Nangong's sleeve slid down his fingertips, and with a slight drop, an invisible wall appeared in front of him, and flew towards Xiu Yan Shu, separating the latter from the old man's corpse.

"Anger control. Nangong said softly behind Xiu Yan Shu.

Xiu Yan turned around suddenly, did not look at Nangong, walked out of the resting place, did not greet Nangong, got on the horse and left, I don't know where to go.

As soon as Xiu Yanlian left, he saw a young man stumbling into the resting place, and at a glance he saw the old man lying on the wooden plank, silently walked up to him, and knelt down.

After Nangong saw that people were gone, they all regarded themselves as nothing, and they were not unhappy, but they just stood quietly behind the young man named Ma Fengtao and did not disturb him.

Looking back at what happened in the past two days, there are now six people dead, in order of order, they are a scholar, two Chang'anwei, one commoner, one butcher, and one servant. The woman in white should be the Jinna assassin, who faked her death and infiltrated the Zhen'an Order.

The three deceased on the first night died in the same location, this is Zhen San, and the northeast is far from the nine, the civilian Tianying, is Yiqi, and the butcher is Sha, which is the door of death.

In this way, the game of nine deaths and one life is born in Taipingfang. The woman came back to life, isolated her anger with a breath-hiding technique, and was reborn at the door of the supreme life.

"Since it's a living door, why do you want to kill people?" Nangong thought about this, and couldn't help but say something, but he didn't even notice it.

"The master is yin, he can't be counted as a living person, and if he dies here, he belongs to the yin. The young man kneeling in front of the corpse suddenly replied.

Nangong was a little surprised, this young man, who seemed to be a few years younger than himself, could know this mysterious secret, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know Qimen Dunjia?"

The young man said: "I don't understand, this is the skill of the old horse." ”

Nangong asked: "What is Yincha?"

The young man said: "A person who is hired by the underworld to surpass the resentment of the dead." In the ten thousand laws of heaven and earth, and in the six realms of reincarnation, they are neither humans nor ghosts, and they are regarded as the living dead. ”

Nangong said: "Do you still have such a secret identity?"

The young man said: "It's not a secret, no one cares." Not all of them are yin, this is the secret technique of our old horse. Lao Ma is a lineage of orphans, regardless of qualifications, only choose the ill-fated Tiansha Lone Star. Therefore, if you meet a descendant who can't open the eyes of yin and yang, you will make a deal with the ghost and turn into a yin difference. ”

Nangong asked, "Can you go down to the Nine Shadows when you turn into a Yin Difference?"

The young man said: "No, you can only see the ghosts of the dead." ”

Nangong said: "You are also yincha?"

The young man said, "I'm a puppet." ”

Nangong said: "You can't see the resentful spirit?"

The young man said: "I was born with yin and yang eyes. ”

Nangong said: "So this old man's resentful spirit is still here?"

The young man said: "The master's wish has been fulfilled, so he is not here." ”

Nangong said: "How do you know." ”

The young man's voice was choked, and he bowed his head for a long time before saying, "Master's wish is just to look at me, an unscrupulous apprentice......

On the other side, Xiu Yan galloped Chang'an at night, galloping all the way, and the crisp rhythm of the horse's hooves hitting the bluestone road was particularly harsh at this moment, disturbing a self-deceptive spring and autumn dream in Chang'an.

Until Le Ma was in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he took out his waist card to stop the secret guards who were about to move, and rudely pushed the door into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The only housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was attracted by this abrupt sound of pushing the door came forward to stop it, and at this time, Zhang Chuxin also heard the sound and pushed the window to look.

Xiu Yan drank to the housekeeper: "I want to see Prime Minister Zhang." ”

The housekeeper was not in a hurry and said: "The prime minister of my family will not see guests at night, and I will talk about it tomorrow at the court meeting, and the general will ask me to come back." ”

Xiu Yanshui stretched out his hand to push the housekeeper away, and pressed on the butler's shoulder, but he saw that the housekeeper who was as old as Zhang Xufeng did not move at all, and he was surprised, but he still didn't give up, and he was about to go inside around the housekeeper.

The butler took half a step forward in front of Xiu Yanzhuo, and stopped him in place.

"Let him in. Inside the house, Zhang Xufeng's old but angry voice came softly, and the old housekeeper obeyed the order to get out of the way, and smiled at Zhang Chuxin, who looked up and looked over, with an inquiring face, and then retreated to his house.

Xiu Yanshui pushed open the door of the study, and saw Zhang Xufeng sitting behind the mountain of cases, approving all the important documents without raising his head, as if he didn't know that anyone had come in.

Xiu Yan Lan didn't give a salute, and his anger was blown away by the autumn wind in the night run all the way, but at this time, he still spoke violently and asked loudly: "Jinna assassin entered Beijing to assassinate, can Lang Ji know?"

Zhang Xufeng said indifferently: "I know." ”

Xiu Yan said: "Do you know the intention?"

Zhang Xufeng still said indifferently: "Yes." ”

Xiu Yan said: "Do you know your whereabouts?"

Zhang Xufeng did not answer immediately, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Know." ”

Xiu Yan said angrily: "Why don't you inform me of Chang'anwei?"

Zhang Xufeng said: "Different paths lead to the same end. ”

Xiu Yan said loudly: "Please make it clear to the prime minister!"

Zhang Xufeng finally raised his head and stared at Xiu Yan for a long time before he said slowly: "General Xiu, the old man knows that you have been operating secretly in the past few years, and even the old man's little grandson has formed an alliance with you. Among the young people of the younger generation, you are indeed a rare talent. After the Great Zhou, it will be handed over to you, and the old man does not have too many opinions. But now, the emperor of the Great Zhou is still Shennong, the old man is still the prime minister of the Great Zhou, and you are just a general of Sanpinwei. The old man's decision does not need to be explained to General Xiu. ”

Xiu Yan Shu's voice was full of anger, but also with desolation, and said: "Those who died are all the people of the Great Zhou. ”

Zhang Xufeng said calmly: "You and I are also the people of the Great Zhou, if necessary, the old man has no choice but to die, and he also wants to die." ”