The slanting moon is like a hook, attracting people's hearts.
There are 70% Qian clan members in Xianglinfang in the west city of Wuzhou.
The tribesmen live together, and when trouble comes, they work together to deal with the outside world.
On the west side of the main house, in the middle of a row of neat houses, there is a courtyard that is dark all year round without any lights.
At this moment, three figures appeared in the courtyard at the same time.
The leader, with crane hair and pale face, was holding a black crane-headed walking stick. He was the leader of the four elders of Tianyin Sect, He Lao.
Mr. He raised his head and looked at the brightly lit but eerily silent mansion behind him.
"That is to say, tonight, since Qian Qilang returned to the Qian family mansion, no one has been in or out of the Qian family mansion."
Mr. He frowned, she couldn't understand what was going on.
According to their estimates, Qian Qilang will at least lead a large number of people to Jinhua tonight.
Even if it wasn't for the bloodbath of Jinhua County, even if it was just to kill the King of Nanchang, he still had to go out.
All the land Qian Qilang had hidden in Jinhua was found.
Now all we have to do is wait for the King of Nanchang to give the order, and the memorial will be sent to the capital immediately.
On that day, the conversation between the King of Nanchang and Jinhua County Magistrate Ning Yi had already been circulated.
They wanted to use this case as a model and report to the central government, asking the emperor to thoroughly investigate the matter of Tianxiadairen Yintian.
Once it is verified, many people will be killed because of this, and the King of Nanchang and Jinhua County Magistrate Ning Yi will also be promoted and prosperous because of this.
The King of Nanchang refused to publish this memorial, but Jinhua County Magistrate Ning Yi was afraid that he would do so.
Tonight is probably the last chance to prevent the issuance of this memorial. Qian Zhuo has been persuaded by them a long time ago, so he shouldn't do nothing now!
"Mr. He, my subordinates have sent people to keep an eye on all the passages of the Qian family from the beginning. No one in the Qian family will go out tonight." A man in black stepped forward and saluted.
This is a woman with a plump figure. Although her voice is extremely solemn, she can't help but have a hint of softness.
Under the black scarf, his face could not be seen completely, but his jade-white skin was very conspicuous in the dark night.
Especially those eyes, which seem to be born with the agility to speak, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in it.
Standing next to her was also a woman.
She is a tall woman with a slightly thin figure and a thin chest, but a straight figure. The woman is also wearing a black hijab, so her face cannot be seen clearly.
But the slender eyebrows and pure eyes give people a neat and refreshing feeling.
The tall woman then raised her hands and said: "Elder, the insider secretly inserted in the square gate by my subordinates did not find any trace of Qian Qilang's entry and exit... Unless there is a secret tunnel leading to the outside of the Qian family's mansion, otherwise, they will go out There’s no way we can’t see it.”
Mr. He nodded slightly, and although his expression was solemn, he still said steadily: "Wait a little longer and see what news there is from the young master."
"Yes!" The two women responded with their hands raised at the same time.
Mr. He looked at the brightly lit Qian family mansion opposite, then raised his head and looked at the stars in the endless sky above his head.
Time has passed three o'clock, and it will be eight o'clock in a while.
The city gate has been closed a long time ago. If we don't set off again, it may be too late.
Jinhua is indeed very close to the city, but it takes time to gather people, quietly leave the city, and arrive outside Sangu Villa to observe the terrain of the Villa, guard patrols, and find the direction and opportunity to attack.
And the more people there are, the more privacy is needed and the more time it takes.
If we set out now, we might still have some free time, but if it takes another half hour, it will really be too late.
Although he was anxious in his heart, Mr. He still calmed down and waited patiently.
"Bang bang bang" the sound of the clock sounded faintly in the distance.
The time is right.
Old He's face couldn't help but darken.
At this moment, Mr. He suddenly turned around.
A woman wearing cyan night clothes came running silently from a distant street.
His eyebrows were slanted into his temples, his eyes were cold, and there was a trace of worry on his fair, oval face.
"Young Master!" Mr. He took two steps forward to respond. The sound of wind passed by and Zhang Wanyu was already standing beside her.
Zhang Wanyu waved her hand and said: "Mr. He, Qian Qilang's subordinates are all gathered in Qian's weapons workshop, waiting for Qian Qilang's orders. But so far, no news about Qian Qilang has been passed on. Some people have already Unable to bear it, I fell asleep.
If everything goes as planned, nothing will happen tonight. "
Zhang Wanyu made a conclusion directly.
She raised her head, looked at the Qian family mansion in the back, and said softly, "Something must have happened to Qian Zhuo."
"Is it possible that Qian Zhe actually dares to kill Qian Zhuo to avoid future troubles?" Mr. He gritted his teeth.
Her words went straight to the point.
Zhang Wanyu shook her head, with a hint of worry in her eyes, and said softly: "I have been dealing with Qian Zhuo from the very beginning, and most of the handles I have are Qian Zhuo's, and the rest cannot threaten Qian Zhe at all. Especially in my capacity, no one believes what I say."
He Lao paused and his expression turned completely gloomy.
Zhang Wanyu sighed softly: "If Qian Zhe really kills Qian Zhuo, all our hard work these days will be in vain."
He Lao gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice: "It may not all be in vain. The King of Nanchang has already fallen!"
Zhang Wanyu looked at the Qian family's mansion in the distance and said softly: "But if Qian family really kills Qian Zhuo to avoid future troubles, it means that our religion and Qian family have completely fallen out; the batch of bows and arrows that Qian Zhuo promised before will be We can no longer succeed; the power in Qian's hands will become our biggest resistance at the critical moment."
After a slight pause, Zhang Wanyu said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "The King of Nanchang has fallen, and the Qian family is standing on the opposite side of us again. Mr. He, this feeling is very bad."
"Young Master, although the Qian family is a local big family and has many people, he is not a government official after all." After a pause, Mr. He said softly: "So what if the Qian family really kills Qian Zhuo, as long as the King of Nanchang The poisoning incident was framed on the Qian family, and no matter how many people they had, they still couldn't move, and the more people they had, the less they dared to move."
Although He Lao didn't speak much, his words were full of fierce murderous intent.
Framing and frame-up, this in itself is the specialty of Tianyin Sect.
Not to mention that the Qian family itself had transactions with them.
Everyone in the four Wuzhou families knows this, but there is not enough evidence.
"Just do what Mr. He said. Let the Qian family be embarrassed first. But now that Qian Zhuo can't move, and the people of King Nanchang are staring at Wu Yi, our manpower is suddenly tight."
Zhang Wanyu's face was gloomy and scary, and she gritted her teeth and said: "There is also King Nanchang, what is his situation? Now even if he is just thinking normally and issuing orders normally, the threat is equally great; especially when he is in Jinhua and Lizhou City Being so close, if there is a slight delay elsewhere, his side will immediately become the victor."
"It's still the Qian family." Mr. He turned around and looked at the Qian family mansion opposite.
Qian's changes in and out suddenly made the whole situation anxious.
"We have to find out what the real situation is... Young Master, please go in and take a look." Mr. He looked at Zhang Wanyu.
Zhang Wanyu's face was suddenly startled, and she stepped forward and grabbed Mr. He's arm: "Mr. He..."
"Young Master, the Qian family is not a tiger's den after all. Although it is not easy for me to get in and out, I still have no worries when I return safely." Mr. He patted Zhang Wanyu's hand and said in a deep voice: "Young Master, just take care of it outside."
After saying this, Mr. He was getting further and further away from Zhang Wanyu.
Her whole body flew upwards, and in a blink of an eye, she appeared on the roof of the house.
Step lightly and turn around.
Mr. He was already like a night owl in the dark, rushing towards Qian's mansion opposite.
Mr. He didn't notice at all that a piece of the roof tile on the side of her feet moved slightly.
But unfortunately, under the dark night, no one could see clearly, and Mr. He's attention was not here.
"Let's go to the east." Zhang Wanyu didn't hesitate at all and immediately led the people out of the small courtyard.
The courtyard became quiet again, as if no one existed.
Silently, Mr. He passed through the many guards and came directly to Qian's backyard.
The Qian family spent a lot of money to hire countless guards, but they couldn't stop her at all.
Among the well-proportioned houses, a large black compact square house appeared in front of Mr. He.
"Ancestral Hall!"
There were only two silent guards in black brocade clothes guarding the door of Qian's ancestral temple.
Mr. He stared at the plaque on the big house, stepped lightly, and rushed directly towards the main entrance.
The two guards at the door saw Mr. He's appearance immediately, and the Tang sword at his waist was unsheathed in an instant.
The sharp blade cut through the air directly, and in a blink of an eye it had reached Mr. He's throat, and then passed by with a swipe.
The figure immediately disappeared, but in an instant, He Lao appeared inexplicably three feet in front of the previous figure.
A straight sharp blade penetrated directly into He Lao's chest and abdomen from the side, but in an instant, He Lao's body was broken again.
A figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the eyes of the two guards. Before they could react, two palms were slapped on the back of their heads.
The two figures fell to the ground in an instant, and black blood flowed out of their nostrils in an instant.
Like a wisp of green smoke, Mr. He rushed directly into the main hall of Qian's ancestral hall.
In an instant, he had rushed to the center of the ancestral hall, where the memorial tablets of the Qian family's ancestors were located in front of him.
With a "snap" sound, rows of wooden boards flipped over, and black holes appeared one after another.
Before He Lao could react, countless sharp arrows were fired towards Mr. He like lightning.
Up, down, left, right, front and back, except for the tablet in front and the door at the back, countless crossbow arrows were shot out in an instant.
At this moment, there were only two places to hide in front of Mr. He.
One is under the tablet table in front, and the other is where the door is in the back.
But who knows what lies beneath the table.
In fact, He Lao can also choose to resist forcefully, with her skills at the Mysterious Embryo Realm...
For a moment, it was as if there was a rope holding Mr. He's back. In an instant, Mr. He had already retreated to the door of the room.
"Ding ding ding!" Countless crossbow arrows hit the wall and the ground, but then fell down.
The extremely clear sound of metal collision made He Lao's expression completely gloomy.
Here, it turned out to be a metal hall.
And at this time, behind the countless black holes, the metallic luster shone again, and there were even more crossbow arrows there.
At this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps came from inside.
Immediately, a young man wearing a green robe and a scarf on his head walked out.
The young man with an immature face bowed politely to Mr. He who was standing at the door and said, "This must be Mr. He. Brother asked me to come and meet Mr. He."
"Who are you, where is Qian Zhe, where is Qian Zhuo?" Mr. He's gaze directly passed the young man and landed in the deep passage behind him.
"Qian Ye, who was born late, has met Mr. He." Qian Ye introduced himself, and then said to Mr. He respectfully:
"The eldest brother said: Qian Zhuo, where did Qian Zhuo come from the Qian family? The only one the Qian family has is Qian Ye, the seventh son of the Qian family, Qian Ye!"
