"It's going to rain. Early in the morning, Chen Yuanyuan woke up, his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't sleep well.

"That's right. Li Guotao, who has always sat on the edge of the bed, as if he had never changed his position, said, "It's going to change." “

The doors and windows were closed tightly, but they couldn't stop the smell of overcast weather outside.

"Wash up, you have to cover up the smell of blood. Chen Yuanyuan said.

"Brother Scholar hasn't been out yet, has he?"

......

It was nearly noon, but the clouds in the sky were heavy, light ink, black, and intertwined, which made the day like the time of dusk.

The sound of clattering horses' hooves sounded.

"Originally, no one should know that our family is here, for so many years, even old families such as the Wang family have not paid attention to where we live, first, people disdain to know, and second, Uncle Ye has always gone out early and returned late, but he has bypassed the watchman, and there are people who get up early to buy early, so few people will know here. “

"But this official quickly found here, so it can only mean that this Lord Zhang or Lord Zhou is a capable person. ”

Chen Yuanyuan stood straight under the tree, quietly waiting for the man to come and knock on the door.

And standing beside him turned out to be a scholar who was seriously injured and couldn't go into retreat.

The scholar didn't speak, just listened to Chen Yuanyuan.

Knock knock, knock on the door.

When they reappeared, Chen Yuanyuan and the scholar were already sitting in the carriage that was leaking on all sides, and the carriage was squeaking and squeaking, as if it was about to fall apart.

Four people, masters, at least eight grades of cultivation, cultivation is only stronger than the poisonous hand I met a few days ago.

One was attached to the carriage, one was chasing, and the other was sitting in the carriage with his arms crossed and his eyes closed, next to them.

And what about the last one?

Chen Yuanyuan was secretly shocked in his heart.

He couldn't hear it.

Yes, he couldn't hear it.

Chen Yuanyuan's five senses have always been quite keen, especially after he cultivated the "Northern Underworld Transformation Dragon Sutra".

Heartbeat, breathing, no matter how well these things are hidden, as long as the five senses are strong enough, then you must be able to feel them.

Except, of course, for those peerless masters and real old monsters.

Because Uncle Li once told him that he had once seen an old monster of that sect in the "Three Holy Palaces", and it was said that he lived to be more than one hundred and seventy years old.

Except for his brain, which was his own, everything else was made of wood—wood, charms, armor.

It's not a person for a long time, just a turtle grandson who is afraid of death. These are Uncle Li's original words, and Chen Yuanyuan still clearly remembers the contempt on Li Guotao's face at that time.

Even so, Chen Yuanyuan still joked at the time that this was an ancient and simple version of the Terminator.

It's a pity that Li Guotao doesn't know what the terminator is, the scholar doesn't know either, Ye Xiong doesn't know, perhaps, only Chen Yuanyuan knows.

You know, you can't explain it.

Moreover, there are still differences in this, Chen Yuanyuan originally thought that this was just a martial arts world, but there are Taoist techniques here, but there are square arts.

Actually, it's still lonely.

But soon, Chen Yuanyuan shook his head, threw the rest of these things out of his head, and quickly returned to reality.

Well, four masters.

Looks like we're being used as bait.

I just don't know what kind of big fish I'm caught.

It seems that the water in this small Ping'an Prefecture is very deep.

But the journey was surprisingly smooth.

When I arrived at the mansion, it was already afternoon, and I had lunch and took a nap.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at the gate in front of him, vermilion, old, and decayed.

Behind the gate of the mansion is a long road, and there is a quiet, strict or something erected next to it, but now in addition to these, there is also a group of spectators standing next to it.

It is not accurate to say that it is a spectator, in this group of spectators, it is obvious that there are many ordinary people who are not ordinary people, rich gentry. Those who carry swords, those who hold swords, those whose faces are full of scars, and their imposing presence is terrifying.

Interesting. When Chen Yuanyuan and the scholar were led forward, they found that many of them were staring at them deadly, and there was murderous intent and anger in their eyes that could not be concealed.

"Originally, according to Zhang Wenli's temperament, a group of people walked into the government with knives and sticks like this, and they had already been arrested and killed by him in contempt for the court, but now they actually let them walk in in a grand manner, it seems that they are preparing to play a big show. ”

"Yes, there is a government office in Nuoda, except for the two officials around him, he can see the two standing at the door, according to this situation, there will not be many people in the main hall. ”

"According to the news I got in the past two days, the news has spread all over the rivers and lakes that the seed of the Wushuang Palace Huafang has been caught and is about to be judged, but I don't know who spread it. ”

"Looking like this, it's like you're going to close the door and beat the dog. ”

"It's just so obvious, I don't know if the people from the Wushuang Palace will definitely come, or do you think that there is no point in pretending?"

"Moreover, moving the Wushuang Palace, this matter is not a trivial matter, this big sect in the north has a complicated relationship in the north, and the power is huge, the palace master is said to be a figure like a red dust fairy above the third grade, and he can subvert a city with a raise of his hand, even if Zhang Wenli wants to be powerful, but the idea he chose is too hard. ”

"If you can't figure it out, even with the strength of his family, he can't bear it. ”

Chen Yuanyuan was pretending to be "trembling", as if he was frightened, but his brain kept turning in the time he had walked through that long road, digesting all the information he knew, and kept reasoning.

But I still haven't figured out what Zhang Wen's ideal is going to do.

It wasn't until I walked into the lobby that I saw Zhang Wenli wearing a red official robe, sitting in the middle of the lobby, with a long plaque hanging on his head "Eternal Blue Sky", and a long picture behind him "The Trial of the Pig", although it is still a scholar, but it is actually very different.

What followed was an inquiry, Chen Yuanyuan knelt on the ground, made a full appearance, and told the story of that day 1510.

Just as Chen Yuanyuan spoke, the rough-clothed man who was hiding in the crowd moved his nose slightly, and suddenly he had some doubts.

He smelled a burst of incense powder.

Elegant and light, light and fragrant.

But the strange thing is that there is also a familiar smell in it, and I can't remember what it is for a while.

What's more, the smell came from the lobby.

Just kidding, the rough-dressed man quickly overturned his idea, adults are not that kind of people, so who could it be?

Little fat man or?

The rough-dressed man quickly overturned this idea, and a young man of sixteen or seventeen had nothing to do with sprinkling any incense powder on himself.

Then there was only the scholar, and the man in rough clothes looked at the scholar and found that he really had a sachet hanging from his waist.

Sure enough, I really didn't read the book, but I learned a lot about the stinky and exquisite nature of the scholar.

The rough man has never been interested in these things.

And that's not where his interest comes from today.

He came today to kill someone.