Murong Bai was so enlightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Yes, it is impossible for the Changsheng Sect, a force in southern Xinjiang, to find out with such accuracy the children born in the city of Chang'an during the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin time. No one can do it without a household registration book!
"You mean, there are people from the Immortality Sect in Jingzhao Mansion?"
"It's not necessarily Jingzhao Mansion, it could be worse!" Li Xin'an said, "Chang'an City's household registration is not only in Jingzhao Mansion, but also in the Ministry of Rites."
"The Ministry of Rites..." Murong Bai was stunned and sighed:
"If the Immortality Sect really has someone in the Ministry of Rites, we will have no choice. One of the six departments is beyond our capacity to interfere. Even His Highness Li Chu, I am afraid, cannot interfere."
"Zhai Yunting, the Minister of Rites, is not yet a member of any faction in the court. His Highness Li Chu has been trying to win him over to the princeling party. Even if he can interfere with the Ministry of Rites, His Highness will not do it."
"Perhaps we are paranoid. How could the Changsheng Sect, a cult in southern Xinjiang, reach out to the Ministry of Rites? Maybe they just have spies in Jingzhao Mansion." Murong Bai said.
"Maybe even the Rites Department of Jingzhao Mansion has their spies!" Li Xin'an said coldly, "This kind of thing cannot be taken carelessly. Since you have decided to deal with them, you must prepare for the worst, otherwise not only will you not be able to defeat them,
, even we ourselves will join in.”
"Bai Mumu, you were born in Murong Villa, so you look down on those cults. But you have to know that the more cult it is, the more it can confuse people's hearts. It's nothing to them to reach out to the Ministry of Rites. Emperor Taizong was so wise and powerful in the end.
Are you being deceived by alchemists and pursuing immortality? Immortality religion, immortality Gu! What a temptation this is to the princes and ministers in the court!"
Murong's fair cheeks turned red and she said, "I didn't think enough about it."
"For the current plan, we can only go to His Highness." Li Xin'an sighed:
"Whether the people of the Changsheng Cult are in the Jingzhao Mansion or the Ministry of Rites, or both, those who have access to the household registration of Chang'an City must have a high status. The only one who can investigate this matter is His Highness."
"I'm going to find His Highness, Bai Mumo. You go to Jingzhao Mansion, find Brother Quan, and ask him if he can bring out the list of newborns in Chang'an in the past twelve years."
"Okay!" Murong Bai nodded.
Li Xin'an saluted You Sang and left with Murong Bai. The two parted on Zhuque Street.
At noon, the streets were bustling with people. Li Xin'an was walking through the crowd with his sword in hand, feeling very confused.
As he walked in the direction of Huangsun Mansion, there were suddenly more people in front of him and it was very crowded around him. A man wearing a bamboo hat came towards him. Li Xin'an couldn't avoid it and bumped into him.
"Sorry." Li Xin'an apologized.
The man wearing a bamboo hat said nothing and continued to leave as if nothing had happened.
Li Xin'an glanced back at him, feeling a little strange. Why was he wearing a hat in broad daylight? What a weirdo...
He continued on his way, but he didn't know why he couldn't calm down anymore. It was like there was a bug burrowing, burrowing, burrowing in his heart...
There was something really wrong with the person he bumped into just now.
But Li Xin'an couldn't tell what was wrong with him. He also had some doubts about whether he had been mentally disturbed in the past two days when he checked the Immortality Cult. You can't doubt a common person just because he wears a bamboo hat in broad daylight...
Li Xin'an suddenly stopped and thought carefully about everything that had just happened, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He knew something was wrong.
When I bumped into him just now, the man raised his lowered head and glanced at himself. Although he lowered his head quickly, in that short moment, something caught Li Xin'an's eyes.
Under the bamboo hat, on the man's forehead, there was a small black insect.
That was the white-striped hidden insect that killed Song Yuanfeng and the two deputy sect leaders!
"Finally I found you! So you are here!" Li Xin'an turned around and chased after the man.
"You can't find anything even after you've worn iron shoes, and it took no effort to get here! I can't just let you run away!"
Li Xin'an quickened his pace, almost using Qinggong in the crowd, chasing the shadow of the man wearing a bamboo hat.
He shuttled through the crowded crowd and met many people along the way. He was scolded wherever he went, but Li Xin'an didn't even have time to say an apology. He only had one goal in mind now, to catch up with that person.
people!
That was his original goal.
Slowly, the figure of the man wearing a bamboo hat appeared in Li Xin'an's sight - he was leaving Zhuque Street and turning into an alley.
Li Xin'an felt anxious and rushed against the flow of people. When she came to the entrance of the alley and looked in, the figure of the man wearing a bamboo hat happened to disappear at a street intersection.
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He had no choice but to chase him, but it seemed that he couldn't catch him. Every time he saw the figure again, he just disappeared again. His timing was excellent, neither too fast nor too slow.
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Normally, someone as smart as Li Xin'an would definitely find something wrong with this, but now he has already been carried away by impulse. Now he just wants to catch that person as soon as possible, settle the matter, and then beg Li Chu to let him go.
He led his troops to quickly destroy the Immortality Cult, and he could no longer let his children suffer at their hands!
Li Xin'an was led around by the man wearing a bamboo hat until he reached a place he didn't recognize at all.
The man's figure finally disappeared into a street house. Li Xin'an looked around blankly. He didn't know which city this was. He had never seen it before.
But he couldn't think about it anymore. The man finally stopped moving. Time was running out and he had to capture him as soon as possible.
Li Xin'an took out "White Rainbow" and walked slowly towards the small house. The streets of this city were quiet, and there were no people in broad daylight. This provided a convenient condition for Li Xin'an to take action, without having to worry about being caught.
People see it.
He approached the door, took a deep breath, and slashed out with his sword.
A white stream of light flashed through, splitting the wooden door in half. Li Xin'an jumped into the house. Before he could see the scene in the house clearly, a large net was thrown towards him from the beam.
There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and a group of government servants armed with shining steel knives rushed in. The leader said viciously:
"Bringing weapons into other people's homes in broad daylight with the intention of hurting them, take them away from me!"
Li Xin'an looked surprised. Looking around, there were all the government officials of Jingzhao Mansion, but the man with the pocket on his head had long disappeared.
"What's going on?" Li Xin'an was confused, and two government officials stepped forward and took the "White Rainbow" from his hand, and tied his hands.
This was a government servant of Jingzhao Mansion, a member of the official family, so Li Xin'an naturally couldn't do anything.
He didn't understand why he saw the man walking into this house with his own eyes, but now he was nowhere to be seen; he didn't understand why he saw the Jingzhao Mansion's Yamen here when he was clearly following that man.
The time was so perfect; he didn't understand where these government servants appeared from, and where did the net on the beam come from!
What he didn't understand was why he was arrested.
Someone was already waiting outside, and the yamen officer roughly pushed him out of the door.
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Zhuque Street, mutton shop.
Zhang Quan yawned out of boredom and lay on the table doing nothing.
The hall master had no intention of involving himself in the matter of the Immortality Sect. The first thing the Heaven Master said to him after taking the poison was to take good care of the underground woman.
Zhang Quan was very dissatisfied with this. He was just looking after a woman, and there were so many people in the hall. Who couldn't do it? He came all the way from Hutang to Chang'an, and he hadn't done anything major yet. Now he finally has someone who can be called...
A big case that caused a sensation in Chang'an, but the hall master wants to exclude himself. What does this mean?
He climbed on the table, slowly becoming sleepy. A wave of fatigue came over him. Zhang Quan couldn't help but lower his head and wanted to fall asleep.
There seemed to be some noise in my ears. It was not the noise from the street, but from the house.
Zhang Quan was born with the ability to distinguish sounds that ordinary people can't hear. As for the sounds that are close to his ears, no matter how loud they are, he can't hear them even if he wants to.
He pricked up his ears, and there was a faint knocking sound in the room. A teapot fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Although these sounds were inaudible, they were extremely clear in Zhang Quan's ears. His face turned pale, and the signal coming from this was clearly not a good signal.
After a dull sound, there was no more sound in the room.
Zhang Quan stood up, took out a dagger from his sleeve, and walked towards the door.
He quietly pressed against the door, gently opened it a crack, and looked inside.
Then his body froze.
There were originally three spies from the Bloody Clothes Hall in the room, all of whom were clerks in his shop. But now, one of them was lying on the ground, one was climbing on the table, and the other one had a broken chair leg pierced into his head.
Zhang Quan walked over tremblingly, knelt on the ground, and weakly pushed the three dead people, at a loss.
"Brother Wang...Brother Liu...Brother Chen...you three are such idiots, what's going on..."
Zhang Quan swallowed more and said: "Chen Si, you bitch, didn't you want to tell the hall master two days ago that you wanted to find a wife? You even lent me a wife for that girl from Old Man Liu's family, didn't you?
Why did you die without paying back the two silver coins..."
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and lightly touched the leg of the chair. His strength was not strong, but as soon as he touched it, a large amount of bright red blood flowed out from the wound.
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"Who the hell did this? Although we are killers, we have never done anything harmful to God..." Zhang Quan cried heartbreakingly, feeling a wave of depression welling up in his heart, and he gasped.
, a pool of black pus and blood spurted onto the ground.
Several guys outside also noticed something was wrong in the room and ran in one after another. Looking at the miserable scene in the room, the big men couldn't help crying.
They closed the door, pulled Zhang Quan up, and said, "Now that the matter is over, let's report it to the hall master first, so that the three brothers can be buried alive."
"No, the body cannot be moved." Zhang Quan said absentmindedly, "Close the shop and bring the lime. We will not open the door until the hall master comes."
Several Blood Clothes Hall spies had no objections to this and carried out the order. They brought lime from the backyard and compassionately sprinkled the lime on the bodies of the three dead people.
Zhang Quan sat beside him in despair, watching them spread lime. One man walked up to the corpse crawling on the table, raised a handful of lime and sprinkled it on his head, but Zhang Quan suddenly heard a cry.
.
The sound was very harsh, like the whine of an insect.
He rushed over quickly, put his hand into the corpse's hair, then his expression suddenly changed, and he took out something.
It was a small black flying insect.
"This is...gu..."
Zhang Quan looked ashen.
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It was already evening when Murong Bai came out of Jingzhao Mansion.
Without Li Xin'an's relationship, it was really difficult for him to meet Quan Wanqiu. Originally, he thought about giving some money to the yamen in front of the door, but then he thought about it and looked at their faces. If he gave the money to them, they would definitely be taken away.
Instead of squandering money, you might as well save it and give it to the beggars on the street.
Murong Bai then waited outside. The yamen servant who said he wanted to go in to inform him remained standing still. Murong Bai stared at him intensely, and the two of them stared at each other for a long time.
Perhaps because he couldn't bear Murong Bai's eyes full of formidable sword intent, the Yamen servant finally went in to report. Quan Wanqiu walked out angrily and brought Murong Bai into Jingzhao Mansion.
"Mr. Murong is here to see the case master." Quan Wanqiu thought that yesterday's affairs were still unfinished.
"That's not true, senior Quan, this junior came here for other reasons." Murong Bai said, and then explained the purpose of his visit.
After Murong Bai finished speaking, Quan Wanqiu was shocked and said coldly: "Is there anyone from the Immortality Cult in Jingzhao Mansion?"
"This is just a guess, but judging from the situation, it is very possible!" Murong Bai said, "The status of people who can come into contact with the household registration must not be low. They should be people that all seniors can come into contact with on a daily basis. So I think
Senior Quan, please pay close attention to see if there is anyone suspicious in Jingzhao Mansion."
"I think there are all suspicious people here!" Quan Wanqiu Weng said, "This group of people are really getting more and more ungrateful. They just arrested a person not long ago, saying that he was armed with weapons and broke into the house in broad daylight."
It’s hurtful, don’t look at it as if they did a good thing, let me tell you, this is the only thing they have done in the past two months!”
Murong Bai sighed: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. This kind of custom has been in the court since the saints..."
"Shh, be quiet." Quan Wanqiu whispered, "Don't talk about this, the household registration matter is no problem. This Qian Shichang has not made any rules. I will bring it to you after work tonight."
"In that case, I would like to thank you, Senior Quan!" Murong Bai bowed deeply.
He told Quan Wanqiu Yousannina's address, and then left Jingzhao Mansion. Looking at the orange-red sky, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
Thinking about it carefully, since I came to Chang'an and met Li Xin'an, every action I took was planned by him. I don't know when I became accustomed to listening to his words and following his actions.
This is so strange... Murong Bai smiled bitterly and shook his head. He is the leader of the young martial arts alliance. Why did he start to rely on a killer leader? Do I really regard myself as his subordinate?
Murong Bai looked strange and set off back to Tongjifang.
When he stepped into the street, passed Li Xin'an's inn, and walked towards Usannena's residence, a young boy's anxious voice suddenly came from above his head:
"Master Murong!"
Murong Bai raised his head and saw Zhang Quan jumping down from Li Xin'an's room on the third floor of the inn and jumping to his side, saying anxiously:
"Mr. Murong, have you seen the hall master? I'm looking for him, but I don't know where he has gone."
"Don't worry, tell me slowly, what happened?" Murong Bai consoled him.
Zhang Quan was so panicked, it must be something serious happened in Xueyitang.
There was a cry in the young man's words: "We were attacked by someone, three brothers died, and the other party was a Gu master."