Meng Qi had never seen Gu Xiaosang's handwriting. It is obviously impossible to judge the identity simply from the handwriting. However, just after she discovered Lao Zhongtou's travels yesterday, I got clear news today, and it is difficult for people not to contact each other.

The simplest, clearest and most consistent with the law of development is that after discovering the old hour, Gu Xiaosang sent someone to follow him quietly and determine his destination or hiding place. Because he was worried that there would be ambush or traps, Luo's strength was not sufficient, so he informed himself first and let the righteous people test the danger.

Of course, it may be the letters sent by the "myth" deliberately to revenge themselves, but two conditions must be met first. The first is that they discovered the connection between themselves and Gu Xiaosang, and the second is that they believe that they have found the old hour, so that they will write in female handwriting and lure them with the whereabouts of the demons. Overall, it may be extremely low.

"Even if it is a myth trap, if it is strong enough, it can still be used up..." Meng Qi made a decision with the letter. The official addition of the Myth is only 40 or 50 members. After deducting the inconvenience to go out and be in a mission, the number of people who can be mobilized at one time is limited. They are also rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts to beat them. Once their actions are exposed, they will be besieged immediately. And they are the right way, and they can act openly and ask for help openly. With a fulcrum, they can pry out the outdoor powerhouses of the entire Yingcheng.

If the "trap" of myth can compete with so many powerful people in the outdoor scene, why bother with such trouble? Just come to the door and kill yourself!

The white letter paper exuded a faint fragrance, as if it was Gu Xiaosang's smell. After Meng Qi's comprehensive consideration, he decided to go to Jiang Zhiwei and secretly informed Qi Zhengyan and Liushemen. In this way, at least three outdoor sites followed him quietly. If the "myth" strength exceeds them, they can resist and ask for help from the entire Yingcheng in the name of Liushemen.

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Longpan Mountain is winding and undulating. It is like a dragon pan. After crossing a mountain, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei can already see the entrance to Luan Tung Valley. The grass and trees are flourishing, contrary to the lush green season, and the grave can be vaguely visible.

"It is said that this place was originally called 'Longteng Valley', which was the ancestral tomb of the Han clan in Yingcheng. Later, it was moved to the imperial tomb. However, after Yingcheng was destroyed, the Zhao clan of the Shendu sent troops to destroy it." Jiang Zhiwei made up for the old story of Yingcheng very much. "Because many people believe in Feng Shui, they think that this valley is the place where Han clan gained its fortune and inherited the fortune of Longteng, but they dare not be open and upright, so they just buried their parents and brothers here quietly and became a chaotic grave valley."

Meng Qi bent down and slowly approached the Luan Tomb Valley under the cover of trees: "Not to say, winter is like spring. The grass and trees are flourishing, and this valley is really a bit magical."

"There are many similar places. Who knows if it is the fortune of the emperor, and what is outside the body. You can borrow but not rely on it." Jiang Zhiwei followed Meng Qi and wandered toward the entrance of the valley to avoid being shocked and slaughtering the snake.

Meng Qi looked back. The "Star-Breaking Sword" Hong Qian, the "Silver Captain" Qian Kai and three other outdoor locations should be right behind, and this is their own support.

"Don't worry. Master Hong is experienced in the world. If there is a formation arrangement in the Luan Tomb Valley, he will definitely see it." Jiang Zhiwei stared at the valley, alert, but not at all nervous.

Meng Qi nodded, said no more, and slowly reached the entrance of the valley following the trend of plants and trees.

It is strange to say that the valley is full of grass and trees, and it seems to be full of vitality, but it is silent, without any movement, and gives people a sense of death. The combination of the two reveals a strange silence.

"There are traces." Jiang Zhiwei began to practice the ancestral orifice between her eyebrows, and her spiritual sense became much stronger.

Meng Qi looked at him and exclaimed in his heart: "Why are there signs of multiple people passing by?"

And judging from the traces, his strength is not as strong as that of Lao Zhongtou.

"Maybe it was the one who came here quietly to bury it?" Jiang Zhiwei guessed.

"No matter what, follow the trace first." Meng Qi turned into a phantom and quietly moved forward in the soundless valley.

After walking for a while, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood at the end of his nose. He felt a move in his heart. He didn't care about hiding his path and directly accelerated his pace.

Jiang Zhiwei also noticed it, rushing forward with his sword, like a flying rainbow.

After passing a grave, there are larger tombs ahead, which are mostly damaged and robbery holes are everywhere.

In front of the tomb, there were five corpses lying, all of which were monks wearing yellow monk robes, skinny and boneless, and fleshless.

"Dragon, Elephant, Tiger, Leopard, Pear?" Although there was only skin bone left, Meng Qi had the ability to recognize the identities of the five corpses. They were the five monks of "Dragon, Elephant, Tiger, Leopard, Pear" who had the secret skills of joining forces with him that day.

"How did they appear here?" Jiang Zhiwei also recognized why the monk who followed the prince appeared in the Luan Tomb Valley for no reason and died under the Demonic Art?

In less than three months, Lao Zhongtou's strength has improved rapidly, and he can easily kill dragons, elephants, tigers, leopards and rolls... The Demon Technique is worthy of being a famous evil Technique. As long as it can swallow flesh, bones, true qi and soul, it can climb up... Meng Qi slightly examined the five monks, found no other clues, and continued to move forward with the faint smell of blood.

After passing this mausoleum, another corpse fell to death next to the small road ahead, wearing a black robe and facing the earth.

Meng Qi picked up the tip of the knife, and the man in black robe turned over, revealing his iconic rosacea.

"He?" Meng Qi was even more shocked. The man was the one who secretly met Mi Zijing last night. Why did he appear in Luanfountain Valley and have the prince's subordinates nearby?

The man in the black robe not only lost his flesh and blood, but also lost most of his bones. If he hadn't had his nose eye-catching, Meng Qi wouldn't have recognized him so quickly.

At this time, a figure flew past and landed at the end of the path. He leaned over and picked up a hidden weapon hidden in the grass.

The visitor was wearing a standard dark red costume of six doors, with a silver official seal hanging around his waist, five long beards, and his eyes seemed to be narrowing into a slit forever. It was the strong man of the Silver Sword of Yingcheng Qian Kai and the Third Heaven of the Exterior View.

The hidden weapon in his hand is plum blossom-shaped, delicate and complex, with a unique charm. It is stained with red blood and has a strong smell. It can be smelled from afar. It is the source of the bloody smell that Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei had smelled before.

Looking at the slightly weird blood stains, Meng Qi felt that it was Lao Zhongtou's blood. Who could hurt him?

Gu Xiaosang? Luosang sanren?

"The plum blossom nail of 'Thief King' Sikong Tu..." Qian Kai whispered to himself.

The "Star Breaking Sword" Hong Qian and Huanhua Sword Sect's outdoor scenes have followed the path and tried to lock in the trail.

"The King of Thieves" Sikong Tu... When he heard this name, Meng Qi's mind buzzed, and many things before suddenly connected.

Sikong Tu, who is good at tomb robbing, came to Yingcheng for no reason, Mi Zijing and the five monks of Pure Land who are related to Rosacea, and the thief king who lost his appointment with Prince Qinglian last night, Wang Siyuan's prompt... Meng Qi had already outlined a story in his heart:

When Sikong Tu excavated the ancient tomb, he accidentally obtained the secret treasure of the previous dynasty. It is rumored that the secret treasure of Emperor Ai could enhance the fortune of the emperor. He, a thief, was useless to do this, so he spread the news to Shendu and led the prince and the King of Jin to come to Yingcheng to fight.

Since he has been in Jiangdong for a long time, this place is home court, and there are also many people from the Xingyun Banquet, who are not afraid of being decorated with external locations, and dare to raise prices. It depends on who has the conditions to pay high and the King of Jin. The higher the price, so there is a case where the informant, Rosacea, comes into contact with the people on both sides.

Unexpectedly, when the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind, he is targeted by the "myth".

——If it is not a secret treasure, but a treasure of the previous dynasty, Sikong Tu can be used directly on itself without causing trouble and increasing danger in vain.

The three outdoor locations searched separately, and Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei were not idle either. They checked the bodies and excavated traces in the valley.

After a while, Qian Kai, Hong Qian and others returned to the outdoor location, and all shook their heads.

"Sikong Tu is good at hiding, and he disappeared halfway. He should have escaped. The evil demon of the 'myth' chase and kill him all the way, but he slowly lost his traces." Qian Kai told Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei.

At the moment of the outdoor scene, Meng Qi did not tell Jiang Zhiwei about the old things that Mr. Qinglian and the thief king had. After returning to the city and separated, he first pretended to return to Xingyun Village, and then turned halfway and went directly to the courtyard where Mr. Qinglian rented, intending to ask him if there was any news about Sikong Tu.

When you find the clue, you will submit the matter to Liushemen with a secret report. There is no need to continue to compete with the competition between several major forces. Whoever takes the secret treasure has nothing to do with him and can't use it at all. It's better to use it to get the reward of Liushemen!

Because of his love of drinking and freedom, Young Master Qinglian did not live in the treasure pavilion opened by the Huanhua Sword Sect, but rented a separate yard in the nearby alley. The surrounding environment was quiet, and even at noon, there were few people walking there.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs and counting the white walls on both sides, Meng Qi headed towards the courtyard where Master Qinglian was. As he walked, he suddenly walked.

Because I heard a low moan!

If it weren't for the quiet and secluded place, Meng Qi would probably not have noticed it with his ears!

This moan was full of pain and struggled before death.

Meng Qi frowned thoughtfully, hesitated a little, and then turned over the wall and entered the hospital, looking for a moaning support.

The yard here may have been purchased by a certain merchant. When the New Year holiday was over, there were only two old servants guarding him. Meng Qi did not cause any abnormal movement and stopped in front of the woodshed near the wall.

The moan came from here.

He stretched out his long sword, pushed open the door, and went to the side to prevent sneak attacks.

The door of the woodshed was broken and old, and it opened creakingly, revealing the scene inside. A man in black leaned against the pile of firewood. He was half thin and half rosy, extremely strange.

Meng Qi knew at a glance that he had been sucked by the Demonic Technique for most of his flesh and blood. If he had no fingers, his face would not have changed.

Waving his hand to close the door of the woodshed, Meng Qi lowered his voice and said, "Sikong Tu?"

The man in black moaned softly and smiled bitterly: "I originally thought about hiding Liusu and asking him for treatment, but I was secretly attacked by a witch and fled here. He was injured and died soon. Even if Shaolin Dahongdan is still ineffective."

"This friend, I have great wealth for you, as long as you promise me something."

He was very tough, half of his skin was pressed against his bones, and he didn't stutter, but his voice was filled with pain.

Meng Qi looked at him with a deep look. The sunlight outside the window shone in, sprinkling a little golden spots, bringing out a dreamlike atmosphere.

The person who disturbed the storm of Yingcheng actually lay quietly in front of him. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!