After hearing his words, Qin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into thinking.
Hidden Tower.
This name is so familiar.
But he must have never heard these three words anywhere in his life.
So where does this sense of familiarity come from...
moment.
A light suddenly flashed in Qin Luo's mind.
A distant memory emerges.
He knew where the impression of this name came from.
In "Ling Yun Jiuzhou Lu", there is a very popular sect called Anlou.
The Qinggong movement that players learn in this sect is one of the ways to reach the limits of movement speed and sensitivity in the game, and is very popular among high-end players.
After all, when fighting monsters, with full dodge points, you can often show off the most fancy moves, which are very enjoyable to watch.
When running the map, there are many cliffs that are difficult to climb, and for dark building players, it seems like walking on flat ground.
Therefore, Qin Luo had a deep memory of this sect at that time and once considered joining it.
If it weren't for the fact that the disciples in the dark building often wore tight black clothes and their weapons were short daggers and flying knives, which were not attractive enough, Qin Luo would have finally excluded him from the list of considerations.
And now.
Qin Luo seemed to be standing in front of him, the ancestor-level "predecessor" of Anlou in later generations.
Of course, this "senior" didn't have the smart and elegant arrogance of those high-end dark floor players in later generations. Instead, he was trembling as he looked at his eyes.
He touched his chin and said: "Don't you have any confidentiality regulations in An Yin Building? You just reported your name directly?"
Qin Luo was a little confused about Zhang Ruobai's frankness.
After all, Heyutang, which he founded, is also an assassin organization, and the requirement for its members is that they cannot reveal the existence of the organization if they are exposed.
Zhang Ruobai scratched his head and said: "An Yinlou is a semi-public organization. Its headquarters is in Jiangling City. Hundreds of people go there to send out tasks every day. What should be kept secret."
After hearing his words, Qin Luo realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.
Jiangling City is the most prosperous city in Jiangzhou. It has stood to the north of the river for thousands of years. It is said that Jiangling has a royal aura, and if Jiangling is held for a hundred years, it can conquer the world.
However, Qin Luo founded Heyutang only a dozen years ago, and it was based in the south of the Yangtze River. It mainly served the Dan Kingdom to defeat the surrounding countries.
Regarding Jiangbei, the intelligence Qin Luo asked He Yutang to collect was mainly about the military and political situation of the big country.
However, organizations like An Yinlou were not within the scope of his attention. With limited manpower, it was understandable that his case was not reported to him.
Qin Luo asked with great interest: "You said you are an assassin of the Spica Huangjie, so your Ananyin Tower divides departments according to the stars. What level is the Huangjie?"
Zhang Ruobai exhaled and honestly explained: "This is not a secret. The Shadow Pavilion is indeed divided into different departments according to the twenty-eight constellations.
Yellow-level assassins like me are the weakest level and usually take on primary-level missions. There are Xuan-level assassins above me, earth-level assassins and heaven-level assassins. It is rumored that there are higher levels above the heaven level.
But it’s not something I can get in touch with and understand.”
"So the mission you took on this time was to rescue the Wen Huakui?" Qin Luo continued to ask.
"That's right." Zhang Ruobai said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect that even my preliminary mission of rescuing the former princess of Xiluv would be able to meet a great master like you."
Qin Luo nodded thoughtfully.
The West Lu Kingdom was the original name of the Lu Kingdom after it was defeated and the capital was moved, but it was also destroyed by the Dan Kingdom two years ago.
He Yutang has been hunting down the remnants of the Xilu royal family, but it seems that someone still slipped through the net, allowing them to escape to Jiangbei, and even issued a mission in An Yin Tower.
But speaking of this, Lu Guo may have had contact with An Yin Tower before.
So Qin Luo asked: "Then I want to ask, did you people in Anyinlou take over the task of assassinating the king of Dan State more than ten years ago?"
Zhang Ruobai was stunned and looked at Qin Luo hesitantly.
"It's okay, just tell me, I won't take my anger out on you."
After receiving the guarantee, and with his life still in someone else's hands, Zhang Ruobai chose to confess.
"Because I am not familiar with Dan Country, I checked a lot of relevant mission execution records of Dan Country in advance."
He paused, took a deep breath and said: "The task of assassinating the king and killing the driver impressed me deeply. At that time, the reward for this task was quite high, and it was marked as an entry-level task, and a piece of royal family with a century-old incense was paid in advance.
The jade pendant also indicates that there is internal cooperation.
So when I saw that it was taken over by twelve Kuisu Huang-level assassins, I never expected that it would be marked as an execution failure and sealed."
"Oh, maybe they have bad luck with you." Qin Luo said indifferently.
Sure enough, those twelve assassins were found by the Lu Kingdom.
But the price for An Yinlou to sell it was very high, and Lu Guo used all the jade pendants with national luck in the bid.
Those people we found, although the battle formation they formed did have something.
But at that time, they were in the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and a large number of monks from the Qin family were fighting head-on with them.
So each of those assassins had to fend off two warriors of equal strength, and Qin Yangwei and himself took action. It would be strange if they didn't lose completely.
When Qin Luo said this, Zhang Ruobai looked horrified.
Qin Luo didn't make it clear, but that didn't mean Zhang Ruobai couldn't hear it.
This tone, this wording, the cause of death of his colleagues was not indicated in the file, but now the answer appeared in front of him.
But the answer made his eyes darken.
Zhang Ruobai smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, please stop talking. If you keep talking, I'm afraid that my life will be in danger. I won't do this single task. Take this oiran back. If you want anything else to make amends to you, I'll give it to you."
Give."
He is now extremely scared.
After all, it is marked in the file that the twelve yellow-level assassins know a very powerful combined attack formation, which is enough to withstand the long-term attacks of two black-level assassins.
But what he didn't expect was that Qin Luo didn't kill those twelve people alone.
But Qin Luo had revealed many methods before, so he no longer dared to doubt it.
Qin Luo thought for a moment and then said: "Let's do this. I want to take this oiran back, so I can forgive you. Just do me a favor."
"Okay." Zhang Ruobai nodded repeatedly.
He was lucky to be able to stay with his life. When he returned to the building, he would report the situation in Dan Country. It was too scary here.
Qin Luo smiled and said, "You must keep the secret tonight and never let it out."
"Then it will definitely..."
The next second, Zhang Ruobai felt that the world was spinning before his eyes, and then he saw a headless body appearing in his field of vision. The clothes were quite familiar.
"Only the dead can never leak secrets." He seemed to hear someone mutter this sentence indistinctly in his ear.
Qin Luo sheathed his sword.
Letting this person go may expose the existence of monks in Dan State, which will bring considerable trouble to the Qin family.
After years of experience, he is no longer a soft-hearted person.
…
One night in the fifth year of Jianning's reign, a demonic wind broke out in the Zanghua Pavilion. Incense candles were extinguished and oil lamps were blown. Everyone in the lobby was frightened. When the Ming Dynasty returned, the oiran disappeared from the high platform.
The next morning, hunters found his body on the outskirts of the city and hanged himself to death.
People at the time thought it was strange, so they didn't say anything about it - "Jian Chen Zhi Yi" This chapter has been completed!