An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

"Tick-tock"

"Pah"

Liu Huanxiao took the first step and stepped on the small puddle on the stone steps, splashing a little water. As his footsteps solidified, the raindrops suspended in the air also resumed falling, pouring down.

"Pah"

He took the second step, followed by the third and fourth steps. When he took the fifth step, his feet were already on the ground in the yard.

"Listen to me, listen to me, I still have a big secret that can help you become an immortal! As long as you spare my life, I am willing to share it with you!"

"No, no, as long as you let me go, I will give it all to you, how about it?" Fang Yongji was still begging for mercy intermittently. He didn't care whether it was true or false when his life was hanging by a thread. He said whatever he wanted, hoping to arouse Liu Huanxiao's interest.

"Become an immortal? Five days?" Liu Huanxiao asked as he walked.

Seeing his expression change, Fang Yongji blinked hurriedly and answered urgently: "Yes, yes! It's five days. I know the whereabouts of the five heavenly books. As long as..."

"Funny." Liu Huanxiao interrupted.

After he finished speaking, dots of white frost spread out from him, and in a few breaths, they covered the entire yard. It was still summer in August in Jiangnan, but being in the yard was like being in ice and snow, the chill was biting, and even the water in the potholes gradually formed thin ice.

"How is it? Do you understand?"

Although Fang Yongji's "knowing the whereabouts of the five heavenly books" was a lie, he knew a little bit, otherwise he would not dare to speak rashly.

In addition, Liu Huanxiao reminded him, and he rarely calmed down and carefully observed the surroundings, especially the puddles in the yard.

Soon his eyes widened, and he said in horror: "Imperial Treasure Book! How could it be in your hands?"

As if he remembered something, Fang Yongji suddenly grinned and laughed crazily, "Liu Huanxiao, under the cliff?"

"Yeah." Liu Huanxiao nodded, and his smile became more brilliant, and the sarcasm in the corners of his eyes was not concealed.

"Ah ah ah! I hate it!" Fang Yongji gritted his teeth and roared.

Ask what is the most regrettable thing in the world? There must be a day when you find out that the thing you have been looking for for many years was right in front of you, but you just ignored it.

Liu Huanxiao clapped his hands and said happily: "I knew you would react like this."

He stopped two steps away and happily admired Fang Yongji's face with various emotions such as pain, despair, regret, and struggle.

"Boring, really boring."

After just a few breaths, he felt bored. He raised his palm slightly, and white frost instantly covered his whole body. Fang Yongji's eyelids only twitched twice, and then there was no movement.

He raised his hand and brushed it gently, and the white frost in the yard disappeared completely, and Fang Yongji's body surface returned to normal. He fell to the ground with a "pop" and splashed water.

The true energy was released to block the rain, and Liu Huanxiao walked towards the house with his hands behind his back. He found a wine jar in the ruins, held it and walked out of the house, pulled out the cork and poured it on the ground.

He murmured as he poured until the wine in the jar was almost empty, then he stopped, closed his eyes and said bitterly: "We are separated by the netherworld, and can only offer sacrifices to each other from a distance. Let's drink from the same jar of wine, just like in the past. The great revenge has been avenged, and you can rest in peace."

After drinking the last bit of wine in the jar, Liu Huanxiao held the jar and looked at Fang Yongji who was lying on the ground, feeling inexplicably moved.

"The private grudge has been settled..."

"The hatred of the world should be avenged."

"The road is long and difficult."

He was a little lonely, and stood for a long time before he let out a long breath and walked out of the yard. Just after taking two or three steps, he paused, turned his head suddenly and looked into the distance with a sharp look.

After staring at him for a few breaths as if warning, Liu Huanxiao raised the corner of his mouth and smiled contemptuously, and walked out.

In the shadows in the distance, the masked man was shaking like a sieve, and only dared to speak tremblingly until Liu Huanxiao's figure disappeared: "The Grand Master is worthy of being the Grand Master. Just a breath of air can have such power!"

Wipe the sweat on his forehead with lingering fear, he took a few breaths in a row to relieve the fear in his heart. Turning his head, he saw the tall and thin man standing upright against the wall, without any movement.

He quickly put his hand on the man and shook it, "Are you stupid? Put your heart back in your stomach, let's go!"

No response.

"It seems that you are really scared." The masked man squatted down with his hands folded, waiting quietly for him to come back to his senses.

After a while, a hoarse voice came from above, "Did that man go far?"

"He left a long time ago. You are really, it's not like you haven't seen the Grand Master before, how can you be scared like this by a breath of air?" The masked man laughed and teased.

The tall and thin man didn't speak, turned his back and moved his hands and feet, but judging from the shadow, the movements were stiff and difficult.

Seeing that he did not open his mouth to refute, the masked man also shut up and squatted on the ground waiting. After a long time, the tall and thin man returned to normal.

"Let's go." The man's hoarse voice was a little labored.

"Okay."

Two figures jumped up and disappeared in the rain.

...

It was raining in the south of the Yangtze River, but the moon was hanging high in the sky in the capital, with no clouds in the sky.

In the Qingxuan Palace, Yuan Zhuo took the incense respectfully brought by Eunuch Feng, bowed and inserted it into the incense burner, stepped back two steps and bowed slightly.

After the ceremony, the two walked out one after the other. Eunuch Feng kept his head down from beginning to end, very polite.

"My dear, where is Liu Zhiyuan?" Yuan Zhuo asked casually while lying on the steps of the altar.

Eunuch Feng took two steps forward and answered in a low voice: "Master, we have passed Jiangzhou. According to the speed of walking, we are almost at Jiaozhou. If we keep going day and night, Caozhou will be almost there."

"Why are we traveling by land?" Yuan Zhuo asked with a frown.

"Master, you don't know." Eunuch Feng took out an opened letter from his sleeve and held it in his hand.

Yuan Zhuo quickly opened it and read it. The more he read, the uglier his expression became. By the end, he was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

"Firearms? That bastard! Who is it? Who is so brave? He even dares to use military supplies for private use?"

"Master, calm down." Eunuch Feng had quick eyes and quick hands. He quickly stepped forward to support Yuan Zhuo and patted him on the back to calm him down.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Hoo ho ho."

Yuan Zhuo threw the secret letter aside and took several breaths before calming down. He lowered his head and asked, "If Wenyu is not here, who is in charge of Jinyiwei?"

After thinking for a moment, Eunuch Feng replied: "It's Qi Linsheng."

"He can't." Yuan Zhuo objected without hesitation.

"Master, do you want me to ask Chen Jing to investigate?"

"Don't worry yet. If you dare to use firearms once or twice, you should never use them all the time. Since Liu Zhiyuan is traveling by land, keep an eye on him and don't make any mistakes."

"I understand," Eunuch Feng replied.

Standing up, Yuan Zhuo was pacing and thinking, and after a moment he asked: "How many people have been found to be involved in the assassination so far?"

"Four, three of them are in the Shu army."

He was obviously not satisfied with hearing so little, so he frowned and asked, "Is this all you found?"

Eunuch Feng lifted up his clothes and knelt down, holding up a thin confidential letter, not daring to speak any more.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yuan Zhuo bent down and picked up the secret letter without forcing him. It can be read in just a few lines at a glance.

"Humph, old fox!"

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