While walking, Montaigne lowered his voice and said: "Master, tonight they really shot again, the target is also your group of people, they actually chose to poison and kill, they poisoned the seasoning of roast sheep, using a special spell made by Jiuyou Mansion, similar to Miao Jiang's Gu, ordinary poison does not work on monks, after the charm is ignited, collect the powder and sprinkle it in the wine and food, just like the last time I used it in Fenzhou."

"This is the curse!"

"Yes, Master, although I am good at using swords, I have been using swords for hundreds of years, and I am also very familiar with the eighteen methods of stabbing, if it costs nothing, even a monk of the Transformation God Realm will be assassinated. ”

"Is this curse poisonous?"

"Yes, if you eat the powder of this spell, the caster will recite the spell within ten zhang, which can instantly seal the six senses of the person who has been poisoned by the spell, and the six senses will be immobile, faint for a while, and be at his mercy. ”

"How?"

"There's a recovery spell, but it will take three breaths to recover at the earliest!"

"Can you confirm that it's exclusive to the Nine Shadows Mansion?"

"Actually, it's not difficult to identify, unless it's Beppu in another state, the two roast sheep masters are fine, their condiments have been tampered with, and I have already changed them. ”

"How long does this poison linger in the body, and do the people who have been poisoned have symptoms?"

"Three days! Within three feet, the one who casts the spell can feel it. Montaigne thought for a moment and continued: "Could it be that if the Master wants to find out the person who is reciting the mantra, it is difficult to find out if he is reciting the mantra silently. ”

"Can you find it?"

"Try it, people who want to assassinate will generally get close to the assassinated target, and immediately start the subsequent assassination after reciting the spell, so as to quickly leave the scene. There is only one person in the Assassin Gate who can make such a charm, which is very rare, and I only have two unless it is not accessible to high-level killers. ”

"Sprinkle the condiments on those plates of roasted meat. ”

Montaigne hesitated, his face a little embarrassed, but he replied, "Yes!"

Although this Zen temple is close to the back mountain, behind the back mountain is the street, and there is at least a hundred zhang distance from the street Dao Zen Temple, and it is impossible for the killer to act tonight, and there are no suspicious people around the Zen temple tonight.

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The young man brought over three plates of mutton, and said happily: "These are the last three plates, everyone have fun! Sister Su, you go and clean up in Mozhong, go and rest, I am here!"

Nie Shishuang looked at the young man, does that mean will this assassination come again tonight? The young man shook his head slightly.

The bait had been sown, and the fish had not been hooked for a long time, and Nie Shishuang was a little depressed.

Everyone ate again, and there was really no one plate left.

"Senior brothers, let's go to see the Three Princes' parade tomorrow?" the young man asked.

"Of course, tomorrow I will do the east, and I will be on the third floor of the street under the Tianxiang Teahouse, which is on Qinglong Street where the three princes are paraded. "Ji Yiyun Dao, she is from Daxia, and she can be regarded as half of the host.

"Great, oh my God, the south really can't eat such a fragrant roasted whole sheep, but it's a pity that our stomachs can't fit it. ”

"That being the case, senior brothers and sisters, thank you for enjoying the light tonight, there is still excitement to see tomorrow, so I will not force you to stay. ”

Everyone got up one after another to say goodbye, yesterday was heavy on drinking, but the road was assassinated, today eating meat, everyone drank less, and deliberately kept a sober.

Sent everyone out of the door, arranged for Montaigne to carry a lantern to lead the way in front, and Shi Dangdang secretly protected behind.

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The boy fell into deep thought, and the other party repeatedly attacked, what was the purpose?

At this time, Montaigne and Shi Dangdang returned, and the two of them had already sent everyone back to their respective monasteries one by one.

"Master, all of you can feel that you have been poisoned. ”

"Very well! Montaigne, our lives are in your hands!"

Montaigne felt beads of sweat oozing from his forehead......

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In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, the sleeping capital wakes up from the night, the originally calm streets become very lively today, and the four streets begin to dress up and get busy, this is the four streets that the three princes Han'an parade today, one of which is Chaofeng Street.

Shi Dang must accompany him today to guard against the killer, and Montaigne also needs to pretend to be a spectator to accompany him nearby, and the boy himself is not afraid if he is alone, but there are more than a dozen people with him today, and it will be difficult to ensure that there is no mistake!

Qiuyang has not yet come out of the customs, and someone must protect the Dharma. Song Mozhong took the initiative to undertake: "It's your young people's business to watch the excitement, and you can leave it to me to protect the family." ”

Two slender disciples held high the banner of the word 'Confucianism' in front, and a group of more than 60 Confucian disciples set off afterwards, neatly dressed in Confucian shirts, elegant demeanor, and strong bookish atmosphere, as soon as they passed through the Zen courtyard area, they aroused the onlookers of various Xianmen disciples. Especially more than a dozen female disciples, goose-yellow Confucian shirts fluttering, purple silk luan embroidery ribbon, embroidered with the golden word 'Confucian', and purple hairbands, purple clouds, all like fairies descending to the dust.

In the square, it was already crowded, and several deacons from the government were maintaining order and organizing the monks to set off in unison. The viewing area of the Xianmen monks stationed in Guiyun Temple is arranged in the best location on Chaofeng Street. The arrival of the disciples of the Confucian faction was like a clear stream, which won the praise of all the Xianmen monks.

Even the senior monks of Guiyun Temple, including Elder Zhiwu, kept nodding: This Confucian sect is so magnificent! That young man is not simple, in just two days, it is almost like a plate of scattered Confucian disciples, condensed into a group, and the faint momentum hovers over them, and there is already a way of fighting against the enchantment of the capital.

The invitation to roast the whole sheep banquet last night was naturally rejected by Jueqing and Jueming, but today is different, the two monks are already waiting there, and they readily agree to watch the ceremony together, more than a dozen people, except for Shen Chengyue and Shi Dangdang, everyone else has experienced that night's battle together. So everyone had no trouble, talking and laughing and going straight to the largest origin teahouse on Chaofeng Street, the hall on the second floor has been wrapped up by Ji Yiyun, and when everyone arrived, there was already a shop Xiao Er who ran the hall to welcome in.

"You guest officer, this is the best viewing spot on the entire Chaofeng Street, and I can't find a better one. ”

The layout of the individual passenger seats in the lobby on the second floor has obviously been rearranged, and all eight windows on the street have been removed. A long table was placed in front of the window, and only one side of the chair was placed. Tea sets and all kinds of fresh fruits, dried fruits, and pastries are full. Everyone praised it in unison, this store has really put in a lot of effort, and the price is naturally good.

Everyone sat down, Shi Dangdang was a disciple ceremony, standing behind the young man, everyone saw that he was handsome and chic, but there was no cultivation in addition to his extraordinary bearing, so he didn't take it to heart, only the two monks were kind and polite.

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Montaigne pretended to be a spectator, squeezed into the teahouse, asked for a pot of tea, hid in the corner, and checked all the suspiciousities one by one. As a killer, Montaigne is naturally good at distinguishing the difference between a killer and a normal person.

For example, now that everyone is paying attention to the streets, talking about parades, and then evaluating the women along the streets, it feels like choosing a concubine. If the killer is not overly concerned about the street, he will constantly keep his eyes on the staircase, focus on the second floor, or stay in an inconspicuous position like him.

However, to his disappointment, no suspicious person has been found.

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The streets began to be under martial law, and no one was allowed to move, and a group of Imperial Guards drove by, and every other zhang Xu stood a pair of soldiers, with their backs to the street, holding swords, majestic.

In the distance, a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a sergeant with a high voice, with a triangular 'Tan' flag behind his back, galloped all the way, shouting loudly every hundred steps: "The guard of honor has left the palace, and now it has arrived at Gouchen Street, ten miles away from here!"

After the first pop scout, every once in a while, a pop scout horse galloped in, basically a mile and a report.

When the "guard of honor has arrived on Qinglong Street, three miles away from here!", the people along the street rushed forward, but they did not dare to approach within a zhang of the Royal Forest Army, because the Changge of the Royal Forest Army had already leveled up, and the cold blade would mercilessly slash at those outlaws who dared to cross the thunder pool and provoke the majesty at this moment.

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Montaigne was already highly nervous, for he had not yet found anything, and he knew very well that assassinations were usually scheduled at the climax of the event, when the people would shout feverishly, and all eyes must be on the prince, and even if someone hit him in the back, he would not look back. The killer is waiting for this moment to come, and this is also the best time for the killer to mix with the crowd and hide.

Sense, killing more than a dozen people in a very short period of time, is definitely not an ordinary person, and his cultivation must not be low.

However, Montaigne's divine sense swept over, and there were no monks in the Aircraft Realm near the first floor, and several Qi Refining Cultivators were all looking in the direction where the guard of honor came.

There are also two private rooms on the second floor, and Montaigne was just about to go upstairs when he was blocked by the shopkeeper on the stairs.

"Were there ever people in the two private rooms on the second floor?"

"Of course, that's not a guest that ordinary people dare to disturb!" said the shopkeeper disdainfully.

"Say, who are they!" Montaigne had a murderous look in his eyes!

The shopkeeper trembled, and said tremblingly: "It's the owner of my family, and the other is the owner of the rice shop behind." ”

"There's no one else on the second floor?"

"Yes, yes, a group of cultivators in the hall..."

Montaigne interrupted him, gently stroked the other party's chest, and smiled apologetically, "Okay, it's okay." ”

The shopkeeper recovered from his fright and smiled wryly.

No way! Isn't the killer planning here! Or not this moment!

Looking at the door of the teahouse, which was already flooded, it was impossible to get in and out again, when Montaigne was scorching.

Outside, there were sounds of urgency, galloping hooves and shouts of probing horses.

"The guard of honor has arrived at Chaofeng Street, two miles away!"

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"No, don't dare to wait any longer, Montaigne, Montaigne, you can't afford this responsibility, the murderer has not appeared so far, and once he appears, he will be caught off guard!

"Little Er, when the water is cold, go to the stove and get a big pot!"

"Okay, you'll be right away!"

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Everyone on the second floor was also eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the prince's guard of honor, but a strange scene appeared, Shen Chengyue held a teapot and poured water, the water was rattling, and it had already spread out of the cup, flowing to the tabletop, and flowing down the table to the clothes, Shen Chengyue still had no intention of stopping, and the others did not remind or stop it, let this strange scene continue.

The second monk suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and pushed the person next to him, but the person suddenly didn't realize it, and there was a push on the person on the other side, but the person didn't move, and everyone seemed to be fixed on the top pillar of the law.

The second monk stood up suddenly, and the people in the house, only they were not poisoned!

Jueqing's face changed greatly, and he said in horror: "It's you?"

Jue Ming's face changed greatly: "No, it's not!"

Look at the stone-like stone standing behind the young man.

"What's going on!" Jueqing asked sharply.

"I don't know!" said Jueming's voice.

At this moment, there was a sound of thumping footsteps at the staircase, and the two monks took a step forward at the same time, making a defensive posture, each holding a dagger in their hands.

It turned out that the shopkeeper was running upstairs with a towel on his shoulder and a large kettle in his hand.

The second monk quickly put away the dagger to avoid scaring the shopkeeper.

At this moment, when he heard a commotion, Shen Chengyue put away the kettle and shouted: "Oops!" followed by everyone and exclaimed: "What's going on!"

The shopkeeper, sharp-eyed and quick-handed, put down the kettle, quickly ripped off the towel on his shoulder and ran to the table and said, "It's okay, it's okay", and wiped the water stains on the table.

"Alas, how did I suddenly fall into darkness like I lost my soul. ”

"yes, I can't move my hands and feet. ”

"Strange, evil!"

The two monks glanced at each other, as if they had seen a ghost.

Jueming also panicked: "Yes, everyone couldn't move just now." ”

Tianxu said to Xiao Er: "Okay, there's nothing for you here, everyone listen!

In the distance, the sound of blowing and beating drums was heard, and the cheers came one after another.

The last probe horse galloped by, and a report sounded!

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince has arrived!"