Li Xin'an got up early. When he finished washing up and walked out with the "Snow Flow" in his house, there were already a row of people standing neatly outside the gate of Youxiangju.
"Why did you get up so late?" Murong Bai frowned.
"It's very early." Li Xin'an looked around and found that there were a few new faces in the team.
Li Xin'an looked at them with their eyes, and the strangers' eyes were like two scimitars, tying them tightly in his heart.
Judging from the slightly bulging temples and the angular face, they are clearly a good player in the world!
"White wood, these are..."
"Murong Villa's disciple in Chang'an." Murong Bai said.
The strangers walked out of the queue and bowed to Li Xin'an.
"A few brothers have invited me," Li Xin'an replied.
The people nodded lightly and never spoke from beginning to end.
They obeyed the orders of the young owner of the manor to pay tribute to Li Xin'an, and their arrogance as disciples of Murong Villa was destined to not pretend to be a fool of Li Xin'an, a boy who committed himself to the court.
Murong Bai glanced at them, with a chill in his eyes.
"I've met Mr. Li."
The leader was shocked by Murong Bai's eyes and his back became cold, and cold sweat spread to his forehead. Then he could only say something reluctantly.
Murong Bai apologized to Li Xin'an, "Sorry, Brother Li, the identity of Murong Villa is so arrogant."
"It's normal for me to join Murong Villa, I'm afraid I'll float to the sky." Li Xin'an said with a smile.
Several disciples from Murong Villa exchanged glances quietly, and their disdain for Li Xin'an was clearly written on their faces.
They all had the same question in their minds: Why did the young owner get along with such a person?
"This is my brother, Murong Ce." Murong Bai pointed to the person in charge and said, "There are thirty-one disciples in Chang'an in Murong Villa, and I have brought seven."
Murong Bai introduced the seven of them one by one and finally said:
"Brother Li, I hope I can do my part in this investigation of the case."
"Where did you start?" Li Xin'an tilted his head, "You are an indispensable person in our Blood Clothing Hall. I am planning to promote you to be the deputy hall master, why can't you say it?"
Murong Ce and others were not familiar with the Blood-clothed Hall that Li Xin'an said, but when he heard the word "Associate Master", his disgust for Li Xin'an became even more intense in his eyes.
The small sect supported by the court can actually win over our young owners. They must have used some dirty means to bully our young owners and be innocent!
There was a rapid sound of horse hooves sounded on the street in the distance, full of them. The sound of horse hooves gradually became louder and eventually evolved into a thunderbolt on the ground.
Li Xinan said lightly: "Yuan Sheng and the others are here."
As soon as the words were finished, the thunder came to an abrupt end.
Twenty men wearing black uniforms and long swords were stopped in front of Youxiangju's gate.
They turned over and dismounted in unison, and the two of them walked to Li Xin'an and knelt down on one knee.
"Report to the Lord of the Hall, the thirteen spies in the Blood Clothing Hall have already been sprinkled as the Lord of the Hall."
"Commander Li, the twenty powerful players of the Tianzhong have gathered."
Li Xin'an nodded and smiled, "Please trouble brothers. After this incident, each person will give you ten taels of silver to buy wine for your brothers."
He waved his hand violently, "Get on the horse!"
Murong Bai walked to Li Xin'an and asked in a low voice:
"You really want to find those illusions?"
"Then there can be fake."
Li Xin'an rode his horse on the road, pulled Murong Bai next to him and said:
"White Wood, what medicine do you sell in your gourd?"
Murong Bai turned around and quietly looked at Murong Ce and the others who were wrapped in the team by the people in the Blood Clothing Hall, and sighed softly.
"After I decided to join the Blood Clothing Hall, I gave my father a divorce letter and sent it back."
"You can guess it, the owner of Murong Manor agrees!"
"Of course, otherwise I would have been caught by several uncles in the village."
Murong Bai sighed, "My father told me that since I have to be determined to punish you and eliminate evil with Brother Li, then don't worry about Murong Villa anymore."
"In addition to being invited by Your Highness, I have another purpose, which is to integrate the staff of Murong Villa in Chang'an City."
"If your highness's conditions are not too excessive, then I will stay in Chang'an City forever, which will also provide cheaper for my future actions."
"But if we cannot accept the conditions proposed by Your Highness, then the disciples in Chang'an City will not be guaranteed that they will not be in danger, even if withdrawing is the wisest choice."
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"So you want to take them out?"
Murong Bai shook his head, "The current situation is the third unexpected thing. Our cooperation with Your Highness has not been achieved either."
"Brother Li, your status is so embarrassing. Now I stay in Chang'an City. In the eyes of the world, it is Murong Villa that reached an agreement with the court. The life of Murong Villa may be much sadder in the future."
"But we did not cooperate with the court, so once Murong Villa really suffered some changes, I, who is far away in Chang'an City, will be a turning point."
Li Xin'an looked at Murong Bai solemnly, and the latter stared at Li Xin'an's eyes calmly and nodded slightly.
"Do you want to build a second Murong Villa in Chang'an?"
"That's about that." Murong Bai's previously cold eyes appeared a little messy.
"Although my father's letter did not say it clearly, I read this between the lines."
"In the past half month, I have arranged some disciples to go back to Gusu, and Murong Villa has also sent some other people to me."
"Now Murong Villa has its own dedicated personnel to manage the industry in Chang'an City, and I really don't know what to make."
"For example, the seven behind?"
"right."
Murong Bai smiled bitterly on his face, "I plan to let them follow the Bloody Clothing Hall first, I wonder if the master of the hall can agree?"
"I think the direct descendants of Murong Villa are not bad at all." Li Xin'an laughed and said, "Since Bai Mutou, you have spoken, I can't ignore it, as the master and brother."
"Did you agree?"
Li Xinan nodded slightly, "Let them follow Yuan Sheng first, it's basically considered leisure. I don't think they can do anything about murder and spy on intelligence."
Murong Bai immediately bowed, "Thank you, Lord!"
Li Xin'an pondered: "Speaking of this, the staff in Bloody Hall in Chang'an is a bit insufficient. When this matter is over, I will order some people to be transferred."
"Didn't you say that you intend to reduce the power of Bloody Yitang in Chang'an? For..."
"To leave a way out for the Blood Clothes Hall."
Li Xin'an smiled and shook his head, "It's different from the past, white wood. At that time, I thought that one day my highness and I became enemies, and he wanted to kill rabbits and dogs, or I was tired of this kind of life, and the Blood Clothing Hall would be implicated, so the fewer people they have in Chang'an City, the better."
"But now it's different. Since Li Linfu's death, too many strange and restless things have happened in Chang'an City, like the surface of the Changsheng Sect, like the one-horned face this time, or like a strange disease in Chenjia Village."
"I always feel that there will be big problems in Chang'an to happen."
"I don't know any conspiracy, but when the crisis comes, the more power I have around me, the better."
Li Xin'an sighed: "Compared with the Blood Clothes Hall, Chang'an is more important!"
They had arrived at Tongjifang and walked into the familiar street.
After passing the inn, Li Xin'an looked up like a memory for a long time, then smiled and greeted the blacksmith who was thrusting the iron downstairs.
The blacksmith glanced at him and continued to smack the iron.
Li Xin'an didn't care too much, and jumped off the horse with a smile, went to the stall he often went to, and bought two sugar cakes for the old lady.
Although this back street is not big, there are many people, not to mention that this is the morning market, and the streets are even more crowded.
More than twenty tall horses squeezed in, making the whole street stagnant.
Seeing that everyone on the street staring at them, Murong Bai was really uncomfortable being seen, so he simply walked with his horse like Li Xin'an.
"How do you feel?" Li Xin'an said.
"Tongjifang is worthy of being a place where foreign races live. There are many Gentiles, and most of the faces on the street are like Western Regions." Murong Bai sighed.
"Brother Li, where is the Western Region illusionist you are looking for?"
"Don't worry, it's all ahead."
Li Xin'an led his horse through Yusanina's two-story building and tied the "snow-turning" to one side.
"Come with me."
Murong Bai watched Li Xin'an walk towards a low shop, frowned, and followed.
Li Xin'an lifted the curtain and lowered his head to walk into the gloomy and dim shop.
Before Murong Bai could go in, he saw the curtain being pushed open. The guest inside looked unhappy and walked out cursingly.
He used the hilt of his sword to open the door curtain, tilted his head, and saw clearly what was happening inside the house.
A Western Region man with a white and quiet face and two beautiful beards stood behind the counter, looking angry. Li Xin'an sat in front of the Western Region man with a smile, and "Baihong" was inserted on the counter.
The disciples of the Blood Clothing Clan behind him surrounded him, and Murong Bai waved his hand and signaled them to be at ease.
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"Stay here and don't let anyone in."
He lowered his head and stepped into the shop, leaned against the door frame with his sword in his arms, staring at the Western Region man with cold eyes.
When the man saw Murong Bai coming in, his face suddenly became even more ugly.
Intuition told him that this young man was not simple.
"Tila, stop watching it, I am the main master, okay?"
The man from the Western Regions stared at Li Xin'an fiercely, his eyes as if he was about to spit out fire.
"Li Xin'an, I've told you everything I know. We have no strange intentions. I have not leaked your identity and your relationship. What are you doing?"
Li Xin'an pulled out the "White Rainbow", and Murong Bai saw clearly that there was a medicinal material inserted on the tip of the "White Rainbow" sword.
Li Xin'an pulled out a yellow leaf from the medicinal herb on the sword. The man in the Western Region froze and suddenly cried:
"Speak well if you have something to do, don't slap things."
"Oh, Tira, I learned the Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty well. I would say the word "desperate" and it is much better than when I first met you!"
Li Xin'an gently rubbed the medicinal herb and said gloomyly:
"If I read it correctly, this water-cold grass was raised by two seniors Yusanina. As soon as they left, you stole it?"
"Don't swear!" A man from the Western Regions gritted his teeth, "The two people in the southern Xinjiang don't know how to cherish good things. This water-cold grass can be used to treat fever, but they are used to raise those insects. How can this thing used on humans be used on insects!"
"I don't know what happened to them and you. When they moved away in a hurry, I asked them for most of the medicinal materials. I bought them with money. You are not qualified to destroy them, otherwise I will go to the Jingzhao Prefecture Office to sue you!"
"That won't be enough. If you put you in again, it will be more than worth the loss."
Li Xin'an threw Shui Hancao back to the counter. Since he bought it, he no longer worried that Yusanina's efforts would be stolen.
Tira hurriedly put the baby in her arms and covered it tightly.
"What's your purpose for this time?"
Tira said in a deep voice: "It is already against our rules to help you find Wu Shulang last time. If you help you catch people from the Western Regions, I will be killed!"
"Don't worry, it's not that you are asking you to catch someone, but that you are asking you to see something." Li Xin'an said lightly.
Hearing Li Xin'an say this, Tila breathed a little relieved and glanced at Murong Bai leaning against the door. The latter looked at him calmly, and Tila's heart couldn't help but raise it to her throat again.
"who is he?"
"Murong Bai."
"Murrong Bai?"
"Murong Bai."
"Who is Murong Bai?"
"Do you care who he is!" Li Xin'an covered the paper with a single-horned face on the counter with a "bang" and cursed:
"Do you look at it?"
Tira said solemnly: "What reward do I get this time?"
"A shop on West Street is much bigger than yours."
Tira shook her head and refused, "I don't want to go there. This place is very good, and I'm all old customers, so I can't leave them behind."
"Stop giving me this! What kind of old customers do you want, a poor doctor who sells aphrodisiacs and aphrodisiacs? If that man in the world doesn't enter your door, do you still care about those few melons?" Li Xin'an cursed.
"This is not the problem." Tira sighed, "If I move to West Street rashly, it will arouse my companions' suspicion."
Li Xin'an didn't expect this. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he seemed to have nothing that Tila wanted.
"What do you want? Tell me, owe it first."
"There is no reason in the world that people owe it in advance."
"But I don't have any medicinal materials. I can't give you the martial arts skills of the Tang Dynasty. The only equivalent is that shop."
"Who said you want to barter? There is no suitable thing, you can buy it with money."
"You want money?" Li Xinan was stunned.
Tira smiled, "Who can't get along with money? If I were a rich man, I would still use illusion to learn this?"
Li Xinan curled his lips, "How much do you want?"
"Then you have to see how much the stuff you ask me is worth."
Tila pulled out the piece of paper from Li Xin'an's hand, glanced casually, and looked solemn.
His eyes kept sweeping up and down. After a while, the white paper with a one-horned face draped down to the ground in his hands.
Li Xin'an frowned and leaned over to pick up the white paper.