Although Xie Bangui's insight was extremely sharp, he still could not figure out the source of the sound. As a last resort, he had to take out the token he had prepared in advance, drag it with both hands and raise it in front of the empty door: "Subordinate

Deliver orders."

As soon as he finished speaking, the token in his hand flew up under the pull of a soft force and fell straight to the back of the door.

After a moment, the voice rang again: "Xuanzi No. 16, No. 17. The token is correct. What mission are you performing?"

"You should never be responsible for surveillance." Xie Bangui answered fluently.

"Is there any harvest?"

"No!" Xie Bangui answered neatly.

"Well! It is expected that there is no gain... It is really difficult for everyone to be under the surveillance of Xuanzitang." The man's voice changed the topic and said: "Do you choose to go to the Law Enforcement Hall to defend yourself, or will Xuanzitang hand over the order?

.”

"Go back to court and give orders."

"It's quite responsible, not bad." The man seemed to be tired of this kind of inquiry and said: "You guys go in."

"yes!"

Xie Bangui had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard the man shout: "Wait a minute."

Xie Bangui felt a chill in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "Do you have any other instructions, sir?"

The man said in a deep voice: "Why is the skin on your body so white?"

Xie Bangui quickly glanced at the fat man. On his neck near the collar, there was indeed a piece of skin that seemed to have been soaked in water, soft and white, wrinkled together. That should be the human skin Mo Mingtian gave them.

After being hit by the cold air and soaked in the sweat of the two people, he changed.

"That's bad!" The fat man's hand had already touched Fang Tian's painted halberd behind his back, and his nose twitched back and forth a few times.

During the conversation just now, the fat man had already guessed the opponent's position. The purpose of capturing the scent now was just to determine the opponent's position again and make a fatal blow.

Xie Bangui said calmly: "My subordinate accidentally exposed his whereabouts. When he fought with Mo Sanmo, he was injured by his human steamer."

"Hmph..." The man snorted coldly: "It's Mo Sanmo again. Sooner or later, he will look good. You go in!"

"yes!"

The fat man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly raised his thumb at Xie Bangui. The white patches of skin on their bodies looked like scars burned by steam. Without pulling open the patch of skin, it would be difficult to find out what was going on inside.

Thanks to Xie Bangui's quick wit, the two of them managed to sneak into Qingtian Peak.

After the two people walked a certain distance, the fat man said: "Where should we go?"

Xie Bangui leaned his back against the wall, took out the map and said: "The interior of Qingtian Peak is divided into three, middle and lower levels, connected up and down by spiral staircases. Our current location is exactly in the middle of Qingtian Peak, which is also the largest level.

The place where most of the secret guards gather. Going down the stairs is the location of the alchemy furnace. The further down you go, the easier it is to collect the earth fire and look at it. Going up is where the high-level residents of the 'Tiandi Wushuang' live. We..."

Xie Bangui muttered: "Let's go down. There are too many people in the middle, and we are easily exposed. There are so many experts at the top, and we won't even be able to find a way out. If we go down and blow up the alchemy cauldron, we can make Qingtian

The collapse of the peak will also make it easier for us to take advantage of the chaos and escape..."

Before Xie Bangui finished speaking, he heard the sound of a golden bell coming from the corridor. Then the sound of chaotic footsteps came from all directions.

"Are we exposed?" The fat man was startled and immediately drew his weapon.

"No!" Xie Bangui said calmly: "The footsteps came quickly, but there was no murderous intent. They should be gathering for other things."

"Then what should we do?" Fatty said nervously: "We can't just assemble with them, right?"

"Hide first!"

Xie Bangui knew almost nothing about the internal affairs of the secret guards. The result of following him rashly was probably to expose his whereabouts in public. As a last resort, Xie Bangui chose to follow a group of secret guards slowly.

Run to the assembly point.

The two of them didn't run very far, and Xie Bangui, who was hanging at the end of the crowd, saw a door that was ajar. He reached out and gestured to the fat man behind his back, and he saw the opportunity and ducked into the door.

The furnishings of the room they hid in were extremely simple. Except for a square table in the middle of the room, there were bookshelves all over the room. Xie Bangui casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf and said, "It seems that here is the secret guard."

A place for archiving."

The fat man pointed to a candlestick with a human head on the table and said: "The guy who looked at the file is really not a thing. It's not disgusting to use a person's head and bones as a candlestick."

The candlestick made of a whole skull was polished so smooth that the white bones could even reflect the light of the candle. A short nail driven from the Tianling Cap could just be used to insert the candle. There were big drops of bright red wax.

Large drops fell on the human skull and flowed down the two black eye sockets into the tray under the candlestick. It looked like the human head was soaked in blood.

"If you don't look at it, you won't feel sick." Xie Bangui glanced at the table and said: "It seems that there is only one person in this room. He can be sent to guard the files and monitor the internal affairs of the secret guard.

We must know a lot about things, so let’s just wait here and capture him later to see if we can ask him anything useful.”

The fat man rubbed his hands: "Are we just going to do this and wait?"

"You can also look for a few files to read..." Xie Bangui took down a secret file and just turned a few pages, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Even the hands holding the secret file were trembling slightly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" When the fat man saw that Xie Bangui looked strange, he hurried over and looked down at the secret file in Xie Bangui's hand and whispered:

"In the fifteenth year of Hongxi, Wang of Luoyang wrote "Shui Tiao Ge Tou, When Will the Bright Moon Come", and was ordered to behead him and destroy his poems."

"In the 13th year of Xuande's reign, Chen of Yuezhou wrote "Jianjinjiu", and was ordered to kill it and destroy the poem."

"In the 31st year of Dade's reign, Qi, a native of Baishi Village in Yangzhou, was making cement. He was ordered to capture him and imprisoned him in the Sea of ​​Blood Prison. Later, he killed all nine tribes and massacred Baishi Village."

"In the fourth year of Hongguang's reign, Cangzhou merchant Li made soap and was ordered to capture and kill the nine tribes..."

"..."

After Fatty Gao recited seven or eight articles in a row, he said in a daze: "What's this? Isn't it just that the secret guards killed a few people? They didn't kill anyone that day?"

It's not just as simple as killing a few people..." Xie Bangui answered Fatty's question almost unconsciously. From the first moment he saw this secret file, a huge wave surged in his heart.

There is no Tang and Song Dynasties in this world. After the Sui Dynasty, there was the Ming Dynasty. Those who wrote Tang poems and Song lyrics can only have one explanation, that is, they are also time travellers.

It turns out that he is not the only time-traveler in this world, and those time-travelers who thought they were prosperous by relying on the classic poems and practical craftsmanship of later generations were all hunted down by the secret guards one by one, and even the nine tribes were implicated.

What is this for?
Chapter completed!