All of a sudden, a few shadow guards jumped on the roof, trampling on the tiles. Li An looked out of the house, the mist was rising in the small courtyard, and the two apprentices of the pharmacy were staring at the boiling herbal juice in the copper tripod without squinting, refining medicine for Han Mancang.

Under the moonlight, there seems to be a cloud of light snow on the plum tree, and if you look closely, it is a small flower bud, which seems to be real and illusory. There was no unusual movement. Li Anxin thought for a moment, the assassin might not have come for him.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the backyard, which was particularly poignant and harsh in the quiet night.

Li An hurried to the sound, only to see that the doors and windows of the room where Han Mancang was recuperating were closed, the only difference was that there was a tiny hole on the pane, and there were burnt yellow burns on the edge, like the traces left by some magic weapon quickly penetrating the window paper.

The cultivator's good night vision ability allowed Li An to see that a man in black was speeding over the opposite courtyard wall, flying over the wall, and this person's body was extremely fast, leaving the shadow guards far away.

Seeing that the figure of the man in black was about to disappear into the ordinary alley, Xue Liping raised the dragon bird bow, and with a whoosh, a red light pierced the night sky, chasing the back of the man in black.

Xun Liangyu was slightly stunned for a moment, before he reacted, Xue Li did not have a hidden feather arrow on his body, and the red light was condensed by the dragon bird bow gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it was indeed a spiritual treasure.

Li An pushed open the door and rushed into the room, Han Mancang's temple had a new small hole, there was little bleeding, but the person had already choked his breath and died.

Xun Liangyu pondered for a moment, and asked his eldest son Xue Ren to go to the military camp to find out who Han Mancang had seen recently, and whether he had a grudge against anyone. Speaking of which, this should be an errand for the yamen, but women's intuition is always very strange, and Xun Liangyu feels that this matter is not so simple.

Li An's blood surged in his chest, and the wounded soldier he was treating had turned the corner, but he was assassinated by others, which simply touched his scales.

He pursed his lips, used a very peculiar pair of pliers, took out a hidden weapon the size of a grain of rice from Han Mancang's wound, and washed it with water, it was as white as a pearl, and there seemed to be runes engraved on it, and the nicks were very subtle, flashing with a faint light, making it difficult to identify.

Just as Li An was trying to see what was engraved on the hidden weapon, the small beads like rice grains suddenly came to life, falling on the table and squirming slightly, leaving only a layer of peeling skin on the pliers.

This change came suddenly, Xun Liangyu stood a little far away, Cao Wuji turned his back to Li An, listened attentively to the movements around him, and found nothing abnormal. Xue Li picked up the inkstone and slapped it towards the bead-shaped hidden weapon.

At this moment, the small bead silently split in half, and a small insect broke out of its shell, flew up, and opened its mouth to bite Ang Lee's finger.

Saying that it was too late, the silver light flashed between Li An's fingers, and the little insect was nailed by a silver needle, picked it up, and put it in a white porcelain dish, he looked at it, it was a worm with a dark red light all over his body, it should be some kind of rare Gu worm.

Beside him, everyone exhaled in unison. Looking at Cao Wuji's expression, he was even more afraid than Ang Li.

Li An didn't know much about this kind of thing, he took out an empty bottle, packed the Gu worm with its molted skin, and asked the shadow guard to take it to the Medicine King Valley for Old Man Xu to see, maybe there would be some clues.

After doing all this, Li An habitually washed his hands, and inadvertently, he found that there was a small blood mark on his right index finger, maybe it was not cleaned, he washed it again, and the mark was still there.

Li An looked at the light, and immediately felt frightened, the rune on the bead just now appeared very strangely on the tip of his index finger, and the color was very light, like a trace of red seal mud that had not been washed.

There were a total of five shadow guards chasing the man in black, and so far, none of them have returned.

This matter is full of strangeness, and Li An suddenly remembered that the Iron Mouth God had predicted Han Mancang's life and death. He decided to go and meet Bu Yizhi for a while.

As a well-known person, Mr. Bu's residence is very easy to find, right on Kam Wah Street, which is a very ordinary small courtyard from the outside of the fence.

The host family seemed to know that someone would come uninvited, and the door was open.

In this season, ordinary people don't see any flowers and plants, and Mr. Bu's yard has planted a lot of holly, each of which is pruned into a round ball, and the snow has fallen on the leaves, and there is still a faint patch of bright green.

Ang Lee was very polite, just like visiting his own back garden, and slowly walked into the main house. There was no light in the house, and it was not the same as he imagined, Bu Yizhi was very short, as round as the holly in his yard.

After the two sides saluted, Li An got straight to the point and said: "Mr. Bu, just now a cultivator sneaked into the Huisheng Hall and killed Han Mancang, the commander of the Northwest Army's fallen camp, I think, the master in Yuyang City, I'm afraid only Mr. Bu has a reason to do this." ”

Bu Yizhi smiled strangely, his expression was a little weird, and said: "Yes, Han Mancang was killed by me, and even the blood curse printed on His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is also a trap set by me. In this way, I still have never miscalculated, and the iron-mouthed god will not smash the signboard. ”

In order not to miscalculate, there are such paranoid and crazy people in the world? Li An felt a chill and had nothing to say for a while.

Cao Wuji whipped it over, and with a crisp sound, Bu Yizhi's fat body suddenly floated, rising into the air like a Kong Ming lantern with little weight, and then, turning into a white flake thing, flipped and floated down.

It turned out to be a paper figure, and there was a line of words written on the paper figure: "Li An will die at the age of fifteen." "The real Bu Yizhi ran away early.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became a little heavy, and everyone did not speak. After a long time, Cao Wuji suddenly burst into a foul mouth. Xue Li said: "The Jianghu Warlock is alarmist, His Highness will be fine." ”

Li An thought about it, took out the Taiyi Tianji Mirror, the bronze mirror was wrapped by him in a red cloth, wrapped tightly, and it took a long time to open it, he put his right index finger on the mirror, and shouted at the mirror: "Uncle Shi, what do you think this is?"

"Don't look! Stinky boy, aren't you very capable? As soon as you play the golden cicada shell, you will leave everyone on Kunyu Mountain and secretly run home, when you are a carefree little prince, don't look for me if you have the ability!" Mr. Jiazi's voice sounded very unhappy.

Li An sneered: "Hehe, Uncle Shi, I have just walked to the ends of the earth, and I am still under your nose, do me a favor." ”

"No, I don't. In the mirror, Mr. Jiazi hugged his arms and left a back for Ang Lee.

"Uncle Shi must have never seen this kind of rune in my hand. ”

Mr. Jiazi swooped out of the mirror, grabbed Li An's index finger, and snorted coldly: "Who said I haven't seen it? Isn't this just ......" Speaking of this, the old gentleman suddenly realized that he had been fooled, he deliberately stiffened his face and said: "Stinky boy, who told you that I couldn't find you if I covered the mirror with the red belly pocket you wore when you were born?"