In Jinling City, in a courtyard.

An old and a young man sat in front of the fire.

"Master, the music score we are looking for is really in the hands of King Muhuai?" Xiaodao asked Yin Yinsanren beside him.

Yin Yin Sanren threw a few pieces of talisman paper into the fire in front of him, and said "um" lightly.

"So he knew it a long time ago. Wouldn't our lurking for the past three months be wasted?" Xiaodao sighed.

Yin Yin Sanren said silently, as if he was considering whether to go to the Muhuai Palace. After a while, he made up his mind, "Atong, it's too late, go in and rest."

Xiaodao waved his hand: "I'm not sleepy, and my senior brothers and sisters are already asleep. If I go to bed, no one will talk to you."

Yin Yin Sanren was stunned.

Suddenly, a "dongdong" sound came from the gate of the courtyard, which was very light, but very continuous. "Who?" Xiaodao stood up and was about to open the door, but was pulled by Yin Yin Sanren.

Xiao Daohuo said, "Master? What's wrong?"

Yin Yin Sanren listened carefully for a while, "Did you hear the ringtone?"

Xiaodao listened quietly. Indeed, there was a ringing ringing while knocking on the door, but the ringing ringing was different from the ordinary ringing ringing. It was neither crisp nor pleasant, and even gave people an inexplicable sense of tension.

"This is……"

"I'll go out and take a look." Yin Yin Sanren jumped up and jumped to the courtyard wall, but found that there was no one in front of the door, only a piece of jade with a golden bell tied to knock on the door out of thin air, which looked very strange.

Yin Yin Sanren swept another time and landed behind the jade. The Zixiao Thunder Box behind him also released lightning. "Who dares to pretend to be a god in front of me?"

The jade stone seemed to be spiritual, and noticed the hostility and flew away quickly. Seeing this, Yin Yinsan chased after him quickly.

In a blink of an eye, I chased to a corner, and the jade suddenly turned a corner and fell into a white and smooth hand.

Yin Yin Sanren hurriedly stopped just after passing the revenge.

He saw a row of people.

The leader was a young man holding a goose feather fan in his hand and wearing a gray python robe. He smiled at Yin Yin Sanren: "Yin Yin, there are few news about you recently."

Yin Yin Sanren felt a little uneasy when he saw the goose feather fan in his hand, but he still asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't you recognize me?" The boy smiled and pulled off the golden bell tied to the jade. "Then do you recognize this bell?"

The bell was golden yellow. Although it was not large in size, it was surrounded by a lifelike bird, as if it would soar at any time. The boy swung his wrist lightly and the magnificent ringtone rang, as if he heard thousands of horses galloping in his ears, and thousands of troops were roaring and roaring!

The bell worn by the Liangyang court ordered officials to wear - the Golden Mowl.

This person is the grandson of Liangyang National Master, Kong Wenliang, the confidant of King Jing.

Yin Yin Sanren was shocked, "You are his grandson?"

Kong Wenliang took the pace of refusing his relatives and shook the ringtone very loudly, "King Jing has been waiting for you for a long time, why haven't he sent a letter to report?"

Yin Yin Sanren clenched his fists, "It's not time yet."

Kong Wenliang snorted coldly, "Well, since you should know what you should know, King Jing already knows, so he no longer expects Wudang. I would like to ask Elder Yin Yin to help us another thing."

Yin Yin Sanren was stunned, "What's the matter?"

Kong Wenliang nodded slightly to the man holding the jade beside him, as if signaling the man to do something.

The man immediately understood and his charming red lips began to stimulate him.

Yin Yin Sanren faintly felt the sound in his ears, and was shocked, "You can actually send a voice with your inner breath! Who is this person?" After listening to the words, his face turned purple, "Bastard, this is related to my reputation, don't you think about it!"

Kong Wenliang shook his feather fan lightly, "It seems that Elder Yin Yin doesn't want to?"

Yin Yin Sanren refused to answer, and a purple thunder immediately condensed into the palm of his palm, quickly covering his entire palm, and slapped at Kong Wenliang.

Kong Wenliang smiled playfully, "Tai Chi Palm blessed by Zi Lei? Elder Yin Yin, you are tempted to kill!"

Suddenly, the jade-holding man beside Kong Wenliang moved slightly.

Just a slight movement flashed in front of Yin Yin Sanren.

The palms slapped together, and a roar was roaring.

Yin Yinsanren only felt his palm slapping on a tough jade, and felt a comfortable warmth. However, this warmth actually completely transformed his thunderous lightning!

"What kind of martial arts is this!" Yin Yin Sanren was shocked and took a few steps back, but felt a warm feeling in his body instantly, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood!

Kong Wenliang signaled the man who held the jade to retreat, stepped forward, and said coldly: "Elder Yin Yin doesn't help me with a favor, it's okay, but, elder, don't forget the crime he was guilty of. Whether the truth can be announced to the world depends on your step..."

The whole house was busy preparing for tomorrow's wedding banquet, and more than a thousand jars of fine wine were transported out of the cellar one after another through the carriage.

Yan Jingchen stood with a sword on the high platform, bowing his head to monitor the transportation of these wine jars, "Everything is faster. If it is delayed tomorrow, all of them will be punished for death!"

A cold female voice sounded from behind: "King Muhuai."

Yan Jingchen paused and said, "Are you okay?"

"The dose is enough." Tang Yuxuan slowly walked to Yan Jingchen and watched the delivery of the wine jar below with him.

Yan Jingchen murmured: "When the wines were buried in the cinnamon during the time of Jinling or the imperial capital, the emperor had been buried in the cinnamon for more than a hundred years. It has become a good wine, and the fragrance of the wine is intoxicating."

Tang Yuxuan took a deep sip of the wine and exclaimed: "It's indeed a good wine. If it's poisoned here, the strong wine fragrance will definitely cover my poisonous smell."

Yan Jingchen nodded and hurriedly said, "All the wine will be arranged in the front hall. I will help you to help others and let you poison them alone..."

"I just admire the fragrance of this wine, but it doesn't mean it." Tang Yuxuan smiled and interrupted: "The way of poisoning the wine has been done by most people. Since it's my turn to do it, it must be different."

"Then you want to..." Yan Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tang Yuxuan lowered her head and pondered for a moment, walked forward, and looked at the Qinhuai River surrounding Yanfu. "I always heard that even if the Qinhuai River is filled with red rouge and pink dough abandoned by the girl in the middle of the night, it will become as clear as usual every morning."

"No," Yan Jingchen continued in confusion.

"When the Yan family had a happy event in the past, those who came to congratulate the wedding would drink a glass of Qinhuai River water in front of the city gate, right?"

Yan Jingchen nodded, then reacted and said in surprise: "Do you want to...no! In recent days, the brothels have been closed, and Qinhuai has floated without rouge and powder, which is even more clear. If your poison is taken down, it is very likely that you can't hide it!"

Tang Yuxuan waved her hand and smiled proudly: "If you don't do this, how can you prove that I am the number one drugmaker in the world?"

After saying that, she swung her long purple-black sleeves and threw out six extremely small spiders.

The spider was green all over, like the feathers of a peacock. Yan Jingchen watched the six little spiders land on the ground and crawled on the ground at an extremely fast speed. After a moment, it melted into the dark night and disappeared.

"You poisoned this into the spider?" Yan Jingchen saw the green on the spider's back, and his hair stood up in his heart. His body was out of control and he staggered back a few steps.

"This is the Western Shu Colorful Sparrow. It is originally transparent and can be immune to all poisons. After you poison it, it will absorb the pigments on the poison and transform it into its shell armor, and then turn the poison into a colorless and tasteless appearance. Their purpose is Qinhuai. Soon, the entire Qinhuai will be a poisonous river." Tang Yuxuan's eyes gradually became cold.

Yan Jingchen was stunned there, silent.

Not long after, a soldier rushed over to report: "Report to the prince, a Taoist priest is asking for a visit, and he is now waiting in the main hall."

Tang Yuxuan said with interest: "Taoist?"

Yan Jingchen ignored her. After calming down, he signaled the soldiers to monitor the transportation instead, and went to meet customers alone.
Chapter completed!