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However, Chris didn't take it to heart at all, and felt that if he could avoid people's eyes, it would be better to avoid it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Today she put on a eunuch dress and restored Lan Yuanxiao's identity. She also thought twice about this decision, and it may be more appropriate to print Buddhist scriptures in an official capacity. If they were really targeted by the people of the Demon Sect, I am afraid they would not dare to act rashly, and take a step back, Lan Yuanxiao's identity could be used at any time. However, Ouyang Feng's identity, she is not willing to lose it.

She painstakingly found a workshop in the suburbs, contracted the work, and gave a large fixed amount of money, so that all the craftsmen would keep it a secret. I thought that if I arranged it so carefully, I wouldn't be so "lucky" to be bumped into by the people of the Demon Sect, right?

But this was just wishful thinking on her part, or maybe he underestimated the status of the Holy Book in the hearts of the demons. At the moment, she didn't know that she had already been targeted.

In a private room of an inn in Kaifeng, there was a big hat hanging on the wall of the room, and a gray-robed man stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the carriages and horses coming and going outside the street. Several men in black, who also wore hats, hurriedly walked towards the inn.

After a while, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!" said the man in gray.

"My subordinates have seen Lord Zuo!" the person who came tried to keep his voice low, but his voice was hoarse.

Chu Zhen said coldly: "What kind of system is panicking?"

"Your Excellency," one of them whispered in his ear as he approached.

"What did you say?" Chu Zhen was taken aback, "You say it again." ”

The holy book has actually been whereabouts! Chu Zhen clenched his hands tightly, and pressed so hard that his knuckles gradually whitened, and he wanted to offset the tearing sensation in his chest. He still remembered the fierce battle seventeen years ago, but he also failed to recover the holy book. Whether it was the fault of losing the book or the defeat of seizing the book, he could not escape the blame, and he should have resigned immediately from the post of left envoy. But the thought that the holy book was still in circulation forced him to carry the burden.

I didn't stay in the capital for months in vain, and my eyes were all over the streets and alleys, and now the emperor has lived up to his painstaking efforts, and finally has news.

"It's actually ......in a workshop in the northern suburbs," Chu Yi said fiercely, "In whose hands?"

The man was dressed in an official uniform...... Looks like a eunuch in the palace!"

"Eunuch?" Chu Zhen was a little surprised. I thought it would be the remnants of the Flying Thieves Club who stole the holy book back then, but at least it was a person from the rivers and lakes, but who knew that it was actually a person from the palace! His face changed, but his eyes were very calm, and he said in his heart: I swear in front of the old sect leader's spiritual throne that I will not recover the lost holy book, and I will not stop swearing. Even if it's someone from the government, I'm going to take it back!

"I'll come back first to report, and another brother will follow, and there will be a reward later!"

While waiting, Chu Zhen was surprised to find that he was slightly nervous. He walked over to the wooden table in the middle of the room, lifted the teapot, and poured himself a bowl of tea. I took a shallow sip of it, but the tea lost a trace of taste.

Sure enough, within a meal, someone rushed back.

"Speak quickly!"

"The subordinates followed the eunuch from the workshop, thinking that he would return to the palace, but in the end he actually entered the military camp in Jiaomen......" He swallowed heavily and spat at the mouth, "With him, there is also the god of Kaifeng Mansion! The subordinates didn't dare to chase too close, so they hurried back to report the news." ”

Chu Zhen immediately remembered what happened a few months ago, when he was drunk with Jianyan. At that time, I wanted to relieve my grievances too much, so I told Yu Jianyan all the things about the holy book, and now I really regret it. Now this matter is actually related to him? Chu Hui couldn't help but clench his teeth, and said hatefully: "Could it be that God catches the lord...... Is this going to get in my way?"

In a blink of an eye, Chu Zhen calmed down, and he thought in his heart: one possibility, the holy book is fake, and the sword shop meddling in the matter of the holy book, it is likely that he heard the inside story he said, so he faked a holy book, in order to tempt the incense thief to make a move;

Whether it is true or false, you must also find out. If you go this time, you may have to clash with the sword!

I remember that when they were drinking and chatting together, they used to laugh and joke, if one day, the two sides match, what will they do then?

He also smiled and said that he let him take it to receive the reward.

This passage swirled in Chu Zhen's mind for a moment. He sighed lightly and said in his heart: Time has passed, and it has really come to this day. Jianxi, I'm afraid you and I both know in our hearts, it seems that we are destined to have a battle. It's just that I didn't expect this day to come so quickly! It's a pity that this is something that my brother must stick to, and I can't back down a step!

Chu Zhen thought so, the hand on the table trembled slightly, and then stabilized again, and pressed his fingertips the black lacquer tabletop, as if he wanted to press the hand print.

His face was cloudy, and several subordinates did not dare to make a sound, and the room was surprisingly quiet for a while.

"That's right," the subordinates' words interrupted Chu Zhen's train of thought, "Before the subordinates came back, they inquired nearby, and that eunuch's name was Lan Yuanxiao, who was the 'Little Lan Lord' who had recently become famous in the capital!"

"Is this news true?" Chu Yi showed an expression of disbelief.

Seeing that his subordinates nodded heavily, Chu Zhen's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, and only muttered in his heart: "Yuan Xiao...... Virtuous Brother ......"

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The time for the offensive is finally approaching.

So Chris peeked out of his hiding place, his heart beating wildly, and he looked around.

The large house seen through the foliage was still pitch black and without a human figure.

The slightest rustle of leaves, the lowest swishing of the wind, could reach her ears. But in such a quiet place, no sound of anyone moving could be heard.

She said in her heart: Stinky Sword Shop, is your information accurate, if this is the arsonist's stronghold, why don't you even have a light?

As soon as Chris returned to the Corner Gate Camp from the printing workshop, he was forcibly pulled into the so-called "night attack" team by the sword. It is said that Kaifeng Mansion already has a definite clue about the arsonist, and will be sent out to arrest him tonight. However, due to the fear of fierce fire oil, Kaifeng Mansion has applied to the Privy Council in advance for the dispatch of the Jiaomen Battalion Hidden Fire Army Wufan. As an auxiliary fire-fighting unit, Wuban participated in the battle, and everything was carried out in secret in order to prevent the grass from startling the snake.

The five sides led by Huangfu Wuya are in a back position as support, but the whole big house can be seen here.

The night was already very deep, and out of nowhere, a large dark cloud covered the moon, and the only light was blocked on the other side of the cloud cover, as if the gods had cast a huge black curtain, and the troops of Goban were also covered in it.

After waiting for another hour and three, Xiong Daiying gently patted her on the shoulder, signaling that her scheduled time for action had come.

Chris took a deep breath and lifted his breath. Her eyes struggled to penetrate the darkening darkness, as if catching a glimpse of the trappers crouching nearby.

Gazing again, I saw the figure of the sword.

Like a panther, he skimmed over the shadows, jumped over the fence outside the house, and the catchers who followed him climbed in. They quickly crossed the uncovered weeds, which had grown to half a man's height, and seemed to indicate that the house had been abandoned for a long time, and one had to question the accuracy of the information.

Their figures quickly disappeared by the wall, motionless, silently hiding in the darkness.

At that moment, the moon peeked out from behind the dark clouds that covered it, and at the doorway to the steps, Chris saw a soap-clad sword flashing by.

After a brief silence, suddenly there was a roar from inside the room, followed by the sound of blades clashing.

Chris imagined a clanging bang in his mind, but was quickly interrupted by a shrill chirping.

It was the sound of the four-eyed arrows of Kaifeng Mansion.

The emperor who didn't say a word just now suddenly smiled: "It seems that as soon as the Marquis makes a move, the thieves will be captured!"

Before he could finish his words, torches lit up one after another around the big house. Suddenly, the fire was as bright as daylight. It turned out that within a radius of several miles, there were all catchers, surrounding the three floors inside and three layers outside the big house, and those arsonists could not fly even if they had wings this time.

Chris actually admired Jianyi in his heart, his actions were arranged so carefully and resolutely, but she didn't want to admit it, and said the opposite to Xiong Daiying: "Dai Ying, I think Lord Shen can solve it alone, why are you still pulling us along?

The master said strange words, and Xiong Daiying didn't know how to answer, so he didn't speak.

She continued to say to herself: "Ah, by the way, it must have been the day I said how the Kaifeng Mansion handled the case, he was dissatisfied, today is to let me see the vastness of the Kaifeng Mansion!

Huangfu Wuya just smiled faintly and didn't answer, just turned around and explained what he had said to the adjutant.

Christon felt embarrassed, as if he had a small belly. She pouted, looking for something else to distract herself. She was pulled into the car by the sword in a daze, and she didn't know where she was, and she couldn't tell the east, west, north and south. Looking at the big house, Chris looked into the distance again, and took advantage of the bright moonlight to find the Kaifeng Iron Tower, and checked the direction in his heart. Now she has learned to identify the location of this landmark building in the capital. Xindao: Hey, this big house is the same north as my garden, but it is a little more north-east. "Dai Ying, is this facing in the northeast of the capital?"

"That's right!" replied instead of Xiong Daiying, but Huangfu Wuyan, "This is Qiao Village in the northeast of the city!"

"Qiao Village?" Chris frowned slightly and asked, "There are not many big houses in this village, and it is not too far from the city, how can such a large house be overgrown with weeds and vacant and uninhabited?"

An adjutant next to him said: "I heard from the villagers that after the death of the previous owner of the house, this big house is often haunted, and naturally no one wants to live in it anymore, so those arsonists dare to smuggle the fire oil into the big house at night, and no one wants to approach here during the day, so they can hide here!"

"Qiao Village...... Qiaocun ...... Qiao Village?" Chris subconsciously kept muttering, and Huangfu Wuya cast a strange look at her.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in her mind, she looked up and saw Huangfu's boundless gaze, quickly covered it with a smile, and then pulled Xiong Daiying to the side.

"Dai Ying, this is Qiao Village!" Chris tried to keep his voice low, but his tone was impatient.

Xiong Daiying was at a loss for the second monk, and asked in a daze, "How is Qiao Village?"

Chris remembered that at the beginning of the month, when he followed his little uncle Gao Zunhui to invite Qin Yujiu to a banquet, he talked about the "Demon Sect Holy Book". The little uncle said that the board that Qin Yujiu stole from the treasure building of the Dongping County Mansion was actually one of the three real wooden boards that several thieves snatched from the skillful old man back then. It has been hidden in the graveyard of Qiao Village, evading the tracking of the Demon Sect for more than ten years. Later, the thief returned to Qiao Village, dug up the planks, and sold them to the old prince.

"'This' Qiao Village is 'that' Qiao Village!" Chris saw that Xiong Dai Ying was unclear, and said in his ear, "Skillful old man, Demon Sect Holy Book, Qiao Village!"

Xiong Daiying couldn't help but be taken aback: "Really?"

"Absolutely!" Christon said. I had already said that when I was done printing Buddhist scriptures on movable type, I would come to Qiao Village to see if there were any clues that no one noticed back then? Could there be other thieves who did the same and buried the rest of the holy books somewhere in the village?

Tonight is a godsend to take a good look at it. She turned around and winked at Xiong Dai Ying, and said loudly: "Dai Ying, let's go and see how the 'Fierce Fire Oil' is doing!"

With that, she turned and strode towards the big house, followed by Xiong Daiying.

When he got closer, Chris saw the trappers in pairs, carrying the bodies out of the house. They laid the bodies in the open space in the front yard of the house, where there were already seven or eight bodies lying there, all dressed in black night clothes.

Chris looked at one of the corpses by the light of the fire, his horrible expression fixed on the man's face, his stiff hand clutching the hem of his chest, which seemed to be torn and stained with the white foam he had spit.

The other corpses were almost the same, with twisted arms, stiff necks, and purple lips.

Chris shuddered, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Behind him, the voice of Huangfu Wuwu sounded again: "This is poisoned!"

Chris was taken aback by his sudden voice.

How is this man silent, my ears are not bad now, and I can't even hear his footsteps.

Jian Xi happened to come out, saw the startled Chris, and mocked: "What are you doing when you are so daring, just wait and see from afar!"

Huangfu Wuya interjected and asked, "What's the matter?"

"These people seem to be well-trained dead soldiers, all of them are fierce and unusual. At first, they fought to the death, but then when they saw that they were surrounded by us and had no hope of escaping, they began to take poison and commit suicide one by one, but I didn't have time to stop it if they begged to die!"