The topographic map of Li's mansion hand-painted by Li Jian has been sent back. After the evidence of the crime compiled in the past six months was submitted to Huizong, Li Chushan's death was invisibly sentenced. Except for not being able to catch the source of detailed information collection, everything seemed to be ready.

After all, Li Chushan is a quasi-priest, and the mansion occupies half a street. It is not easy to sneak someone in secret, so Li Jian pretends to be a Taoist priest, and this is also to be able to secretly respond. This biggest fish cannot be missed.

As the times change, there will always be someone making the most correct choice.

Lin Ye went up to Fanlou again to receive a guest from "home" and confirm the information again.

It was already after noon, and the brothels were not open in the morning. After all, they had to give people some rest time after being "busy" all night! So it seemed a little deserted. Lin Ye asked for a room in the west building and ordered: If someone inquire about him, bring him here. The room is close to the Bian River, and no one will bother you. It is best to have a secret talk.

Lin Ye didn't wait long before someone pushed the door and entered. It was the time for the other party to make an appointment, but he just arrived early. The person came in a light-colored short robe, horse boots, and his hair was tied up neatly. He held a simple knife on his right hand and his eyes were bright and bright.

The Song Dynasty prohibited the private hiding of weapons among the people, but it was not prohibited to carry weapons. The difference was the weapons of the martial arts and military weapons. Moreover, the Song Dynasty emphasized culture and over military weapons, and few people would deliberately bring weapons out. Fang Shuhao did this, but he came from Hanjiang City and could not be changed for a while.

"Young Master!" the young man clasped his fists.

"Come here and have a drink! You have been busy all the way, and I can only use wine to welcome you." Lin Ye saw maturity and stability in this person, but he didn't know what the situation changed.

"Wine is enough!" The young man raised his short robe and sat down immediately with a knife.

"Did you go see your senior sister?" This is also a fun story. Lin Ye and the other five worshipped the Killing Star early, but they were very fast. Xiao Qiao accepted the Killing Sect leader Zhou Yan. This person was known as the number one sword in the world, a Blood Moon Sword. No one in the world can take three moves under him. Not long after, Lin Ye left Hanjiang City and went to Bianliang. Fang Shuhao was the Killing Sect who came in later. Zhou Yan accepted him as a disciple. Before he could learn from his master for a few years, Zhou Yan left him and wandered around the world.

So, Xiao Qiao was five or six years younger than him, but she wanted to call her senior sister.

"I'm going, I've driven me out before I even finished the tea!" The man said nothing, which made Lin Ye laugh. She was gentle in her bones, and it was not easy for others to understand.

"Are you all okay with the adoptive father and elder Zhou?"

"The mountain master is in good health. The master followed Elder Shangguan to Kunlun Mountain. It seems to be looking for a strange grass. I haven't seen the master for several years."

"Let them get involved in their affairs! Is the roster brought it?" The relationship between his adoptive father Su Yun, Zhou Yan and Shangguan Wan'er has been involved in too many things for decades. Even if he cares about the water in it, he still feels a headache.

"This is a list of operators, and there is also a killing order!" Fang Shuhao took out a booklet from his arms, a dark black iron token, with a word killing engraved on it, and two rows of dragons floated around.

Lin Ye took the list and flipped it out. Su Xiaoqiao's name was listed. Lin Ye looked at it deeply, closed the booklet, took out the booklet from his arms, and handed it to Fang Shuhao.

He was a little confused and looked at him steadily.

"This is the list of target personnel. I cannot come forward for the subsequent actions. You are more familiar with the people who kill the door, so you can arrange it. Li Jian, then you also need you to cooperate."

"I will definitely live without my life." This time he came to Bianliang from Hanjiang City to achieve something with Lin Ye. Isn't it a test for Lin Ye like this?

The two of them drank a few drinks and then prepared to leave. He was fine, and Fang Shuhao had two days to work.

At this moment, Shishi was holding a collection of poems in the west wing, pretending to watch it. Unlike other girls in the building, except for important days, she had the right to choose whether to pick up customers. She wanted to take a break and let her mother lied that she was sick, and everything was solved. Just like a veteran of three dynasties, she didn't want to go to court, so she said that she suffered from a cold yesterday and was inconvenient to go to court. It was the same truth that she read books and walked birds at home.

So as soon as Lin Ye entered Fanlou, someone gave her a "small report". The reason was nothing else. On the Shangsi Festival, Lin Ye wrote "The Little Record of Red Rafts". She replied to the song "High Mountains and Flowing Water". Before she could have a detailed conversation, he disappeared. She only learned from others that he was the second son of Lin Hai, the Minister of Personnel. The others had not been found at all.

There are not hundreds or dozens of poems given to her in recent years. However, most of them are just artful people. The poems they make are mediocre. Even if there are amazing things, they cannot touch her heart. Among these scholars, only Mr. Zhou can understand her a little. Shishi secretly asked Lin Ye's poem "The Little Record of Red Raft" and took Shishi to frame it. She took some time to mount it, but it did not hang it out, and secretly hid it in the wardrobe.

Shishi originally thought that he would not come up to see him abruptly, and would always ask questions, and then he would go down and achieve the same goal. So he specially slashed his eyebrows and pursed his lips. Perhaps he had waited and waited for no one who had been sent by the message, so he grabbed this collection of poems and read them casually.

"girl?"

Although it was a little late, it finally came. You have to "neglect" you for a while. Thinking of this in your heart, you responded: "What's wrong?"

"The concierge said that Mr. Lin and a martial artist had just left."
Chapter completed!