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Two days later.

Ye Lingtian and Yue Fuyao arrived in Jingchu City.

"Boss, bring me a pot of tea!"

There was an open-air tea shed on the street, and Ye Lingtian spoke.

The boss quickly brought a pot of hot tea and put it on the table: "Two distinguished guests, please use it with caution."

Yue Fuyao picked up the tea, poured a cup for Ye Lingtian, and whispered: "Master, have you noticed that this Jingchu City is a little weird? When we came in, the soldiers at the gate of the city were very strict, and the people on the street were very strict. There are also very few people.”

She had been to Jingchu City several times before when she was on a mission. Every time she came, the city was extremely lively with many pedestrians and vendors.

But this time the situation was different. There were very few people on the streets, many restaurants and inns were closed, and the huge city seemed inexplicably deserted.

Ye Lingtian said casually: "There must be some big problem, such as the death of a big shot!"

"Hush! My dear guests, please do not continue to talk about this matter. If the soldiers in the city hear it, there may be big trouble."

The boss's face changed drastically and he quickly spoke to stop him.

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly, took out a piece of silver and handed it to the boss: "We are new to Jingchu City and don't know much about this. I hope the boss can give me some advice."

The boss looked at the money handed over by Ye Lingtian and couldn't help but hesitate.

He glanced around and saw that no one was coming, so he took the money and whispered: "The Sima Governor of Jingchu City was killed last night. There is no one guarding the city now. The soldiers are looking for suspicious people everywhere."

"died?"

When Ye Lingtian heard this, he was not too surprised.

The boss continued in a low voice: "There is news that it seems that Governor Sima provoked the giant in the world, Tianmen! In the end, he was killed quietly in the captain's mansion by Tianmen's masters."

After finishing speaking, the boss stopped talking and went about his own business immediately.

"interesting!"

A look of amusement appeared on Ye Lingtian's face. He didn't expect that Sima Mingfeng would die before he went to find him. It was really interesting.

Tianmen has Tianmen's strong guard, and generally they will not interfere in the affairs of the court, let alone come to kill a small warlord.

Although Sima Mingfeng had something to do with his being attacked and killed, Tianmen would not take action over such a trivial matter.

What's more, if Tianmen wants to kill Sima Mingfeng, how can outsiders know about it?

Yue Fuyao said in a deep voice: "Master, it seems that someone is deliberately slandering Tianmen."

"It's okay. Let's drink some tea first to moisten your throat, and then the young master will take you around."

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly.

Yue Fuyao looked at Ye Lingtian curiously: "Young master rarely leaves Tianmen, but why do I feel that you seem to be familiar with the land of Jingchu?"

Ye Lingtian smiled and said: "Probably because I am so handsome!"

"..."

Yue Fuyao was speechless and could only lower her head and sip the tea silently.

After a cup of fragrant tea.

Ye Lingtian took Yue Fuyao around the city.

The ancient city, the thick walls, the ground paved with blue and white slates, surrounded by various houses and buildings, walking on the streets, there is an unprecedented tranquility.

The two of them walked around for a while.

There was a loud noise from the front, and several soldiers were seen holding spears surrounding a skinny old man, seemingly trying to capture him.

Next to him, a little girl dressed in rags sat on the ground, frightened and crying.

"My lords, I am just a storyteller running around. I am not a killer at all. Have you misunderstood me?"

The old man begged for mercy with a horrified expression.

"Hmph! You know so much about the murder of Lord Overseer. Even if you are not a killer, you must know something."

one of the soldiers snapped.

Now no one in the city dared to mention the death of Governor Sima, but this old man still went against the trend and committed the crime. He talked about it directly in the city, simply not taking them seriously.

"Master, please have mercy!"

The old man knelt down and hugged the soldier's thigh tightly, begging for mercy.

"roll!"

The soldier's face darkened, and he subconsciously wanted to stab the old man with the spear in his hand.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

A gentle voice sounded.

Ye Lingtian walked over with a smile.

The soldier frowned, but seeing that Ye Lingtian was dressed unusually, he didn't dare to scold him and just asked: "Master, what's the matter?"

Ye Lingtian casually took out a banknote and stuffed it into the soldier's hand: "I don't think this old man is a killer..."

When the soldier saw the banknote, his eyes lit up, he put away the banknote calmly, and said seriously: "This young man is right, this old man is as skinny as a stick, and he falls to the ground when the wind blows. How is it possible?" Is it the killer? We were wrong."

"That's right! Someone who can kill the warlord is naturally extremely powerful. How could it be this old man?"

The other soldiers were also sensible people and quickly agreed.

To be honest, it doesn't matter to them who the killer is.

Now Jingchu City is leaderless, so what if they can find the killer? Do you really dare to chase the other party?

What a joke.

The so-called tracking down the murderer is just a formality. Taking the opportunity to make some money is the right way in the world!

"..."

Ye Lingtian smiled and nodded.

"Brothers, let's go!"

Several soldiers left quickly.

"Sir, I would like to thank you for saving my life. Please accept my respect."

The old man saluted Ye Lingtian with tears in his eyes.

Ye Lingtian quickly helped the other person up and whispered: "You're welcome, old man. I just want to ask you something, and I hope you can answer it."

"Please sir."

The old man said quickly.

"Just now these soldiers said that you knew very much about the murder of the governor, but from your accent, I don't think you are from Jingchu. What's going on?"

"Hey! It's a long story. Our grandfather and grandson just entered Jingchu City today without any trouble. A mysterious man happened to find me, gave me some money, and asked me to tell the story in the city according to his words. I was wondering I was penniless, so I agreed to him, but as soon as I finished talking, the official came, and I never thought that I couldn't talk about it."

The old man said with lingering fear.

"I wonder what that mysterious man looks like? Can you describe it?"

Ye Lingtian looked at the old man.

The old man said with a hint of thought: "He is wearing black clothes, tall and tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a full beard..."

"I see, thank you for your help, old man, but I can't continue to talk about this matter to outsiders."

Ye Lingtian nodded slightly.

"I won't tell you anymore, I won't tell you until I die."

The old man said quickly.

after a little while.

The old man took his granddaughter and left in a hurry.

Ye Lingtian looked at the backs of his grandfather and grandson and smiled lightly.

"Young Master is so kind-hearted."

Yue Fuyao whispered.

"What do you think of Fuyao and his grandson?"

Ye Lingtian asked softly.