"Who?" Yan Baihu scolded in a low voice, his left and right legs started at the same time, and he quickly retreated to the red brick wall beside him with his back to stand against him, and a pair of iron eyes looked around at the huge compartment on the third floor of the Vermilion Bird Tower.

His right hand sank and held it on the handle of the phoenix-eyed knife at his waist, while his left hand was facing inward to cover his mouth and nose to prevent the villains from plotting.

......

There was silence in the room.

Xia Feng lazily walked through the roof, and turned a few pages from front to back the big red-skinned Vermilion Bird Zhi that Yan Baihu was flipping through just now.

Lord Baihu gritted his teeth with a cold mouth.

"Which one doesn't have eyes?" The voice was lowered, mixed with indifference and murderous intent.

The embroidery-eyed bird on his chest seemed to poke its head out and stared at the seemingly empty attic, staring at the seemingly empty attic, and the breeze that had just wanted to flow back also retreated.

Yan Baihu oozed some cold sweat on his forehead, and his right hand repeatedly held the handle of the embroidered bird's knife and let it go.

But the surrounding heaven and earth, except for the "thump" of the pages blown by the wind and the "ticking" sound of the ever-bright lantern shark oil knocking down on the small tray under the lamp to store the oil, it was like falling into silence.

"Smack. ”

Lord Yan, who had excellent ears, heard the cat in the distance take a step on the tiles of the bungalow.

......

"But did I hear me wrong?" Lord Baihu hesitated and took his right hand off the handle of the phoenix eye knife and walked slowly back to the bookcase.

"Hey, I've been doing this suspicious illness again lately. He patted his head helplessly and muttered to himself, and pulled the wooden stool away with his left hand to sit down.

......

The tip of his right finger is pointed forward and he reopens the page on the table.

......

My fingertips touched the pages.

The blood-red cloak behind the Son of Heaven Garrison's pro-army Vermilion Bird Yaqu Bai Baihu suddenly rolled without wind, pressing the ever-bright light flickering and blurry.

I saw his whole body shrink into a ball, turn into an afterimage, and jump onto the table, with a slight touch of his right foot, the whole person rose up to seven or eight feet in the air, his waist was slightly bent, his left hand was still protecting his mouth and nose, but his right hand had already grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand.

This set of actions is smooth, as if it has been engraved in the bones of Lord Yan.

But in a moment's time, he had already sucked everything around him into his eyes.

......

With a crisp "pop", the adult's feet stepped on the bookcase again, reflexively spun, and sat back on the wooden chair.

"It seems like I'm really overthinking. ”

When he finished speaking, the hem of the dark red embroidered bird suit had time to follow and bloom a red lotus in the air.

Lord Yan habitually rubbed his hands, and then picked up the big red Vermilion Bird Chronicle again.

......

Luan Dingsong

This person has no marriage match, no wife and no children, but on weekdays, he likes to go to the green buildings and brothels in Nancheng, and he is quite generous, and he is a frequent visitor to the "light chanting small class" and "Yinghua" around him.

In this way, of course, this person's little money can't be filled, and he is good at drilling, and he won't stay in the north of the city defense command office for many years a year, but Lord Yan was surprised to find that this person's assessment over the years before the accident was "first-class." "It's a strange thing, but what kind of background does this person have?

But after a check, this Luan Dingsong's family is only a small official in four or five generations, and he can't find any decent backers.

"If that's the case...... "Lord Hyakho relied on his intuition to retarget the investigation to the network of this person's usual network of city guards in the north of the city.

......

"Yin Xiaoqi. ”

The embroidery-eyed bird on the adult's chest and armor seemed to follow the master to read the name word by word.

......

"Longqing is a three-year person, and my father was a captain of the 28th Banner Battalion of the Muxiang Regiment of the Northwest Army. ”

Yan Baihu took out the impermanence book he was carrying, thought about it, put it back, and reopened a brand new piece of rice paper to carefully record this message.

"Yin Xiaoqi, the third year of Longqing, his father ......"

Just writing here, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs from Suzaku, there should be two people coming, although the person walked lightly, but did not deliberately press down the footsteps.

Yan Baihu frowned and put all the booklets on the bookcase into the drawer of the cabinet on the side, and then randomly took an unrelated "Northwest Bandit Arrest List" and spread it out and put it on the table.

......

The two of you Lou quickly came up. As soon as the two of them entered this floor and saw Yan Baihu, they all quickly bent down, complained with a small face, and walked quickly to a place about ten zhang away from Yan Baihu and saluted.

These two people looked at the general banners of the two "Song surnames" and "Fan surnames" under Yan Baihu, and at this moment they were unarmed and wearing civilian clothes, standing in front of Yan Baihu with their heads bowed.

Lord Baihu was very keen to capture that there should have been a dispute between the two just now, and the distance between the two was closer to each other on weekdays.

From a common sense point of view, the two general banners are not qualified to enter the Vermilion Bird Building directly, but these two people are still a series of people under Yan Baihu on weekdays, and at the same time, there should be an emergency, so the guards downstairs did not stop them.

"It's the third watch, what's the matter with the two of you?" said Lord Baihu as he seemingly unintentionally picked up the stone on the table that he had just used to press paper and played with it in his hand.

This stone is dark green, the adult came back from outside the city a few days ago to look at the Wei River, and when he saw that it was interesting, he picked one up and left it by his side.

The two chief banners cautiously raised their heads and glanced at the Baihu Lord and the stone in his hand.

"My lord, the day before yesterday, I accidentally saw three pairs of calligraphy and paintings of Mr. Nanfeng in Song Zongqi's house. “

"That Mr. Nanfeng is a mess......

"Song Zongqi is the chief flag officer of the Fusi Department of Beizhen, but it is really inappropriate to have such things at home. The man surnamed Fan, clasped his hands into fists, and his expression was so calm that he first attacked his colleagues on the side.

"Oh, that's interesting. Yan Baihu snorted quite briskly, his eyes didn't look at the two of them, and he scratched the green stone in his hand on the table, leaving a faint trace.

"Back to my lord, Xia Guan just wants to be able to look at Mr. Nanfeng's calligraphy and paintings every day on weekdays, so as to find more clues of the chaotic party from them. ”

"To get to know someone, you have to be with them ....... ”

Fan Zongqi sneered.

"Then what's the matter with the night pearl and engraved seal of the chaotic party hidden in your compartment? Shouldn't this thing be in the confidential room of the main hall? Song Zongqi, you are not small. ”

"It's also research. The person surnamed Song replied without changing his face and without a beating heart.

Lord Baihu scratched his ears, and the two people who were arguing quickly stopped.

"It's okay, it's funny, keep going, keep going. ”

Only then did the general banner surnamed Song raise his head and clear his throat.

"Yes...... Fan Zongqi, I remember that last time I suppressed bandits in the wilderness, hundreds of adults were kind-hearted, and the names of you and me were also added, but in the end, why was there only your name left when the merit book arrived in the Zhenfu Division?"

This kind of privacy is extremely worrying, and I don't know what means this person surnamed Song took to inquire about it, and Fan Zongqi's fists clenched tightly.

Yan Baihu raised the green stone in his hand and glanced at the ever-bright lamp: "Ouch, you see, this wave pattern is quite interesting." ”

Lord Baihu smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Song's words are serious, that is originally the credit of the two of you for spilling your blood, I, Yan, am just waving the flag and shouting in the back, it doesn't matter if I don't go up or not." Yan Baihu smiled deliberately when he said this, and raised his head to see the reaction of the two.

"Xiaguan is terrified......" The two said in unison.

......

Lord Yan whistled and shook his shoulders. After a while, he replied: "Don't be afraid, it's all your own family, and who doesn't know who." You two are greedy for the real shortage of hundreds of households in Shehong County, don't take any hat to buckle the party, this year's competition is fierce, don't leave some traitorous party things, I think neither of you can go up, so as not to be ashamed. ”

"Master Xie is observing. The two replied in unison.

Yan Baihu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking.

"In this way, I will not be partial to anyone, and my comments on the two of you are exactly the same, and the rest depends on your two creations. ”

......

Song and Fan turned their heads to look at each other and nodded.

"By the way, the reward of the Zhenfu Division for our Qu Baiya and Tang Guya last time has come down, and it is still the old rule, tomorrow I will let the little guy last time send you to the house. ”

The two men were stunned, as if they wanted to shirk it.

"This matter, it's settled, let's all go down. In addition, next time, you can have more eyes, and don't splash dirty water on your family's heads. ”

"Do you understand?" Yan Baihu stood up and opened the window, and the stone in his hand shone towards the moonlight, and his tone was neither salty nor light.

The two hesitated and nodded.

......

......

A frog in a ditch in the distance suddenly screamed.

Yan Baihu turned his head, threw the green pebble out of the window, and grabbed it with both hands.

The solid wood bookcase, which weighed hundreds of pounds, roared like a wild horse and smashed towards the two general flags who were bending over.