The human premonition is so mysterious that it is hard to describe the pen. Just now, Tang Fan felt uncomfortable all over, but immediately verified his premonition. Danger came immediately, and judging from the strength of his neck, the other party was going to kill him!

He opened his eyes wide and saw a white figure in front of him. Although he was close at hand, he couldn't even see what the other person looked like, because he was wearing a white mask on his face.

As the pain came from the neck, the sound of crying and complaining sounds sounded in my ears, intermittently, as if someone was calling out the soul, but it was unclear, and I could only vaguely hear words like "unjust soul" and "divine fox".

Tang Fan read the books of sages since he was a child and kept a distance from the sayings of ghosts and gods. This situation can only make four words appear in his heart: pretending, god, tricking, ghosts!

Regardless of whether the other party's real ghost or fake ghost, he came prepared and was extremely powerful. However, Tang Fan suddenly encountered an attack and was caught off guard and was soon stuck in breathing.

In just a few breaths, the struggle was fruitless, and instead rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

At this moment, the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath broke through the air!

The pressure on Tang Fan's neck was lighter. He held the wall with one hand and stroked the wound that had just been strangled with the other hand, and couldn't help but cough violently.

The white shadow on the other end floated and started fighting with a black shadow.

Someone grabbed Tang Fan's arm and pulled him up.

"Mr. Tang is very polite, why is his skills so unbearable?"

Tang Fan raised his eyes and took a closer look, oh, he is still an acquaintance!

It was the General Banner of the Jinyiweibei Town Fushi, whom I met in Huichuntang two days ago, Suizhou.

Suizhou's tone was like his man, Leng Bingbing had no feelings, but Tang Fan could still hear a hint of mockery from this cold sentence and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The reason why Suizhou and him were not dealt with was not entirely because of the incident in the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion this time.

The Jinyiwei is not very fond of Shuntian Mansion, and this history can be traced back to the functions of the Jinyiwei.

In short, the grudges have been around for a long time and they have a long story. It’s better not to say anything. Tang Fan coughed several times, but he didn’t have time to argue with him. He asked in a hoarse voice: “Who is he? Why did he attack me? Why did Lord Sui appear here?”

Sui Zhou said coldly: "It's just a remnant of the 'Demon Fox Case', who pretends to be a god and a ghost."

While speaking, the man in white had been captured by a Jinyiwei under Suizhou, and the white mask on his face was also copied off, revealing an ordinary and panicked face below.

With lantern lighting, Tang Fan noticed that there was a shallow lotus on the white mask, on the side of his eyebrows.

"White Lotus Sect?" He was stunned for a moment, and according to what Sui Zhou said just now, he quickly realized, "Can it be that the 'demon fox case' two years ago was related to the White Lotus Sect?"

Suizhou: "Mr. Tang has also seen the emblem patterns of the White Lotus Sect?"

Tang Fan: "Yes, when I was a young man who was studying, I passed by Qinzhou. I happened to meet the government there to capture a White Lotus Sect. The emblem patterns on his body were similar to those on this mask. But why did this White Lotus Sect attack me?"

Suizhou didn't say anything, but the Jinyiwei who was carrying a lantern next to him said: "Since the 'Demon Fox Case', the demonic Li Zilong's remnants have been doing things everywhere. Recently, he has been looking for scholars everywhere to attack, trying to spread rumors and make trouble with prophecies and rumors. Following Li Zilong's footsteps, a failed candidate last month walked on the night road after getting drunk, and was almost lost by this group of people. Perhaps because Lord Tang did not wear official uniforms, he became their target. He would not come out so late in the future."

Tang Fan smiled at him: "Thank you for your advice...hehehe!"

Although his throat was pinched for a short time, his throat was now sore because of excessive force from the other party, and his voice was very difficult to speak.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Suizhou asked his subordinates to take the White Lotus Sect with him, turned around and wanted to leave.

Tang Fan ignored the pain in his throat and quickly called him: "Sui General Banner Stay!"

Suizhou coldly reviewed: "What else does it matter if Lord Tang doesn't go to recuperate from his injuries?"

Tang Fan: "The murder case of Wu'an Hou Mansion will be beneficial to the two sides. Please consider it again!"

Suizhou was unmoved: "Where is the benefit?"

Tang Fan coughed: "The Beizhenfushi has Zheng Cheng's body, and I know what went wrong with the pills Zheng Cheng took before his death!"

Suizhou finally turned around.

Tang Fan said in a hoarse voice: "The medicines prepared in the pills are indeed different from the prescription Fu Yangchun. I have found an expert and restored the medicinal materials prepared in the pills. There is a lot of strange things here. If the Sui General Banner intends to cooperate, I would like to tell the truth."

Sui Zhou stared at him for a moment, and finally said, "I'll go find you tomorrow."

Seeing that cooperation was expected, Tang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I will rest tomorrow. Come to my house, the first in Liuye Hutong on Dingfu Street, north of the city."

Suizhou nodded slightly, turned around and left, really cherishing his words and saying nothing more than a word of nonsense.

Looking at the backs of several people hiding into the darkness, Tang Fan shook his head, touched his throat, and thought with a wry smile: I don’t know if I can speak tomorrow?

As if to confirm his worries, Tang Fan's throat hurts even harder than yesterday when he woke up the next day. When he looked at the bronze mirror, he seemed to be able to see the blue and purple pinch marks on his neck. It hurts very much as soon as he presses it.

Because he made an appointment with Suizhou, Tang Fan did not go out to buy medicine. He just cooked some millet porridge and ate it with the pickled vegetables sent by his sister in his hometown. It was crisp and refreshing.

After Tang Fan became an official in the capital, he rented this small courtyard with a single family on Dingfu Street. The house was originally from the Li family next door. The ancestors of the Li family bought a large house in Liuye Hutong. Later, it was said that one of the yards had a concubine from the Li family hanged her. The owner thought it was unlucky, so he built a wall to separate the courtyard and changed it to a small house. He rented it out by Tang Fan because it was a "haunted house" and not spacious and the price was quite cheap.

It is said that living in the capital is not easy. Dingfu Street is good, and most of the people living in are powerful and prominent officials. Of course, the houses will be even more expensive. If it weren't for this past reason, Tang Fan would probably not be able to afford to rent them.

However, he has lived here for more than two years and has never encountered anything strange and weird. It is nothing but the light inside is not transparent enough during the day, which seems a bit gloomy. By spreading rumors, it becomes a "haunted house", and it turns out that Tang Fan is cheaper.

The male owner of the Li family next door is doing business in another place, but the family did not follow him. The whole family is still there. After two years, he has a good relationship with Tang Fan and has had contact with each other.

Tang Fan had just eaten half of it and someone knocked on the door outside.

He thought it was Suizhou, so he got up and went to open the door, but there was a little maid standing outside the door.

"Asha?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the hoarse and unpleasant voice that was no longer as clear and smooth as usual made the little maid startle. When the other party saw the purple marks on his neck again, he couldn't help but scream: "Mr. Tang, what's wrong with you? Could it be that there was something unclean last night..."

The little maid had a lot of imagination and suddenly thought about it on the haunted house. Tang Fan shook his head, gestured and asked her what was wrong.

Axia was still in shock and timidly raised the basket in her hand: "My mistress asked me to come and give you some fruits. This is what we planted at home and just picked it."

Tang Fan nodded and smiled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you for your mistress on my behalf..."

Because he started to speak and pulled his voice cords, he couldn't help frowning. As Xia's girlish feelings were secretly affection for the handsome Lord Tang next door. Seeing this, he felt so distressed and hurriedly said, "If it's inconvenient to speak, there is no need to say it. It's better to rest. Lord Tang, if this house is uncomfortable, it's better for me to go back and report to you and ask you to withdraw your rent, so as not to be scared every day, and even make it like this..."

The more Ah Xia looked at it, the more he felt the finger marks on his neck were very terrifying.

Tang Fan: "You misunderstood. My injury has nothing to do with this place. I met a bad person last night..."

Axia covered her mouth: "What kind of evil man is so cruel that he even dares to attack the imperial court!"

Tang Fan shook his head and did not want to say more to her: "Anyway, you don't need to talk more after you go back, so as not to misunderstand your mistress and the others will panic in vain. There is no big deal, ahem."

Axia finally had a wink. Seeing that he was having difficulty speaking, she stopped harassing him. After asking Tang Fan if he wanted to send supper, she received a negative answer, and then said goodbye reluctantly.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw someone standing behind her.

Ah Xia was shocked and almost screamed.

Everyone knew the Jinyiwei's outfit, especially the person who came was staring at her coldly. Ah Xia almost felt scared and left without saying a word.

Tang Fan smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Suizhou stepped inside.

"If Lord Tang really has any clues, you might as well say it directly. If it is valuable, you can naturally consider cooperation matters." Sui Zhou sat down on the stone bench in the yard, without any greetings, and went straight to the point.

Tang Fan brought the basket of fresh fruits left by A Xia and put them aside. It was covered with yellow pears. If it was placed in a slow simmer with rock sugar, it would clear heat and moisten the throat, which would be just right for his current situation.

"I wonder what did the three shopkeeper Liu of Huichuntang have explained after being taken to the Beizhen Fushi?" Tang Fan's voice was hoarse, and he spoke word by word, and his speech became very slow.

Suizhou did not hide it: "After interrogation, it was found that they had nothing to do with this matter, and they have been released now."

Tang Fan took out a piece of paper from his arms and placed it on the stone table: "I took Fu Yangchun before Zheng Cheng died. I searched for ancient books these days and finally found the source of the recipe."

Suizhou picked up the paper and saw two rows of medicinal materials listed on it, most of which were repeated. He didn't understand the meaning and looked up at Tang Fan.

Tang Fan explained: "The line above is Fu Yangchun's prescription, exactly the same as what Mr. Zheng Cheng told. The line below is that I found someone to analyze the medicinal materials in the pills one by one. Let's take a look at it. What are the differences between the two?"

Suizhou remembers Tang Fan said before that although there is no prescription, there are many skilled doctors in this world who can trace the origin and restore the medicinal materials one by one based on the smell of the pills themselves. After a closer look, he found that there was more medicine below than above.
Chapter completed!