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The backyard of the Fire God Temple has been emptied. Five adopted sons of the Zhao family and more than a dozen officers and soldiers were all wearing plain clothes. Three of them took out the magic gun, put gunpowder and lead balls into the barrel, compacted with a brazing rod, and then added gunpowder to the medicine room at the back, clamped the fuse into the faucet, and carefully ignite it.

Only one step left is to snatch the plate machine and then the lead ball can be emitted.

The officer and soldier were diagonally facing the door, the middle one stood, and the people on both sides knelt with one leg.

Compared with those heavy artillery known as "general", the magic gun is much less powerful, but it is still stronger than all swords, especially the powerful. Except for the shooter, everyone else takes a few steps back, maintains a certain distance, and is also in awe.

Several other officers and soldiers showed their weapons and guarded them in various places to prevent the target from escaping. The Sixteenth Lang Hu Guiqi climbed up the roof with the help of a ladder to block the weakest gap.

The net of heaven and earth had been laid out. The old Wu Hu Gui nodded suddenly, and the two officers and soldiers walked away and soon came to a temple to pray.

The temple prayed to me in my forties and was frowning. When I saw Hu Guimeng, I said, "Sir, it's really not me..."

"Call out, you'll have nothing to do with you." Hu Guiming pointed at the room ahead.

Temple Zhu felt a little relieved, but explained: "He rented this house five days ago and said he was a scholar who was studying abroad and was generous in giving money... I really didn't know that there was a secret room under the house. I thought it was excavated by Temple Zhu in the past, but how did this person know?"

The temple prayer was nagging. He shut up until a soldier shaking the knife in his hand. He walked slowly towards the room. After a few steps, he turned around and asked, "What should I say? I found the secret room, he wouldn't... get angry, right?"

"You can say whatever you want." Hu Guimeng did not answer the latter question.

Temple Zhu didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to bite the bullet and continue moving forward.

Hu Guiyang was a spectator. He stood at the end and asked in a low voice: "When did Brother Wu get into a relationship with Shenji Camp?"

Sixteenth Lang Hu Guijian said in a low voice: "It's not the friendship between the fifth brother, it was sent by the East Factory."

Hu Guimeng appeared to surrender to the East Factory, but in fact he was secretly loyal to the West Factory and was able to please him on both sides. Hu Guiyang could only admire him.

Temple Zhu walked into the room, opened the door, stomped his feet hard, and shouted: "Wen Xiucai, you are not interested enough. You found a secret room in the Fire God Temple, and didn't tell us, please come out, let's talk."

There was no reply in the room. Miao Zhu stamped his feet a few more times and shouted a few times, but he still didn't get any response. He had to walk to the door and look at the officers and soldiers outside for help.

A soldier stepped forward a few steps and was about to speak when Miao Zhu suddenly ran over with a frightened face, his face wide open, but he couldn't speak.

The officers and soldiers were also shocked, and they didn't care whether the other party should kill or not, and slashed them with a knife.

"Don't..." Temple Zhu finally shouted.

A slender sword stretched out from his armpit, hitting the officers and soldiers' hearts, and then the sword disappeared.

The officers and soldiers fell down, and the temple continued to run wildly, tripped by the officers and soldiers, shouting loudly, but the hiding person behind them was revealed.

Judging from his figure, this is exactly the assassin from last night. He is tall and thin, wearing a wide gray robe, and he really looks like a down-and-out scholar.

He had no mask, and showed a square face like a knife and an axe, with long beards and chests, and his eyes were dull. "The lackeys in the court can find this place, and they are indeed a bit capable."

With a bang, the officers and soldiers standing in the middle shot out lead balls.

Wen Xiucai stepped up and ran towards the roof.

The Sixteenth Lang Hu Guiqi, who had been guarding the top, waved his sword to meet him, and caught the other party off guard.

Wen Xiucai expected that there might be someone on the roof, but he didn't expect the knife to come so quickly. He recognized that this was the opponent last night. With a wave of his right hand, the thin sword stabbed out again, and the back shot came first, forcing the interceptor to protect himself. At the same time, he turned over and landed, intending to find another breakthrough direction.

Boom, two loud bangs, the officers and soldiers kneeling on one leg shot almost at the same time.

Wen Xiucai's foot touched the ground and immediately jumped up. This time he rushed towards the old Wu Hu Guimeng. He had already guessed that this man was the leader of the officers and soldiers, and if he wanted to capture the thief, he would first capture the king.

But no matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the lead ball shot from the magic gun. It is a lucky chance to avoid it for the first time, but he will not have such good luck the second time.

Wen Xiucai fell from mid-air, stretched out half of his sword, and immediately retracted his hand.

"Hit!" The officers and soldiers shouted excitedly and rushed forward with swords.

Some people run faster than officers and soldiers.

Hu Guiyang was ready. When the gunshots sounded over there, he had already rushed over. Instead, he was ahead of the officers and soldiers standing in front of him and immediately knelt down to check the situation. At the same time, he shouted: "Don't use a knife, you must live."

It is easy to kill Wen Xiucai, but what Hu Guiyang wants is not the corpse, but the truth. When officers and soldiers fired magic guns, he should not command randomly, but at this time he should keep a living as much as possible.

Wen Xiucai was lying on the ground, his body twisted, and a pool of blood slowly expanded under him.

"You are the escaper of Duan Tengxia. Who is the priest named Wen who was beheaded by the officers and soldiers back then?"

Wen Xiucai smiled, "You shouldn't have any memories. You heard from the eunuch?"

"You have accomplices, who are they?"

"Yes, I have an accomplice." Wen Xiucai struggled to sit up, the officers and soldiers around him were on guard, and three officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion not far away were preparing to shoot again.

Shisanlang Hu Guijian shouted loudly from behind: "Beware of his sword!"

Hu Guiyang didn't care and was still staring at Xiucai Wen.

"I have hundreds of thousands of brothers and sisters, all waiting for me in the world above, and you can't escape."

"Where are your accomplices in this world?"

Wen Xiucai smiled, then coughed twice, and blood oozed out of his mouth, "You are my accomplice."

Hu Guiyang was stunned.

Wen Xiucai looked at the several people behind Hu Guiyang, "And you are all my accomplices, and the truth will come after death!"

Hu Gui walked over and said coldly: "Take it back and ask for it carefully, the truth about my life."

Several officers and soldiers stepped forward to drag Wen Xiucai up.

Hu Guiyang had to ask again, and the Thirteenth Lang Hu Guijian stepped forward and said, "It's not too late to heal the wound first, and then ask again."

"Where will he be sent?"

The old Wu Hu Gui said fiercely: "Embroidered Uniform Guard Nanshi."

The East and West Factory were secretly competing, and the Jinyiwei was relatively neutral, so Hu Guimeng wanted to send the prisoner there.

Wen Xiucai just stood up and something fell out of his sleeve.

Hu Guiyang was closest to him and immediately picked it up. It was a long and narrow wooden box that was hit by a lead bullet, damaged a corner, revealing the extremely complex structure inside, and you could vaguely see the thick steel bars of thumb rolled into a ball.

It turns out that this is a thin sword. Wen Xiucai set out the sword so quickly, and it all depends on the help of the mechanism.

"Wait." Hu Guiyang called the officers and soldiers, stepped forward and lifted Wen Xiucai's sleeves, searched them all over, and found no more things like wooden boxes.

"My receiver is not left for you." Wen Xiucai sneered, with more blood on the corners of his mouth.

"For the years, you have been hiding and practicing magic tricks, aren't you?"

Hearing the words "Tianji Technique", Wen Xiucai's face changed a little, "I knew there was a traitor in the Sai Shen Peak, but you only know the skin and fur. Tianji Technique is not just a box, there are more secret techniques..."

The officers and soldiers dragged Wen Xiucai away.

Hu Guiyang held the broken wooden box, "I want to go in and search."

"There may be mechanisms inside, let others go in and take a look first." Hu Guijian advised.

Hu Guiyang took a look and although the officers and soldiers around him did not say anything, no one was willing to enter the dangerous place first.

Hu Guiyang didn't want others to go in first either.

"I will be careful, you don't have to go in first." Hu Guiyang handed the wooden box to the thirteenth brother Hu Guijian and stepped into the house by himself.

The room is not big, with a bed next to the wall, a desk and a chair under the window, and the exit of the secret room is under the bed, half of which is revealed. Slim people can enter without moving the bed.

"I'm advanced." A voice behind him said.

Hu Guiyang turned around and saw his third-ninth brother Hu Guida, and was very surprised, "I can do it myself."

"Your life is more precious now, so I'll take the lead unless... you don't trust me."

"Okay, since you want to." Hu Guiyang was not stubborn.

Hu Guida picked up the chair and walked to the bed, threw the chair into the entrance. The chair was a little big and stuck. He raised his leg and kicked it hard a few times. The chair fell down in response to the sound.

Without a special reaction, Hu Guida slowly leaned in, and Hu Guiyang followed closely behind.

The secret room is also not big, smaller than the room above. It is made of stone blocks on the top, bottom, left and right, with wooden ladders leading up to it. There is a stone table and stone chairs next to it. A lonely lamp is lit on the table. There is nothing else but that, and nothing worth checking.

"That's all?" Hu Gui was a little disappointed. Compared with the spacious underground temple of the Vulcan Sect, this place can only be regarded as a stone pit.

Hu Guiyang was also very disappointed, "Why did Xiucai Wen hide here?"

"Yes, there is no passage or mechanism." Hu Guida walked slowly against the wall, beating inch by inch, wanting to see if there are any other secrets.

Hu Guiyang walked to the table, picked up the only oil lamp on it, and knelt down on one leg to check the ground.

Hu Gui got nothing, so he turned around and looked at Hu Guiyang who was motionless, "What did you find?"

“There were boxes here.”

Hu Guida walked over and saw a square area with a lighter color, as if it was pressed by something, and it was moved away not long ago.

"He took it away?" Hu Gui guessed.

"I guess this is why Wen Xiucai rented this house."

"Don't worry, Brother Fifth will definitely ask."

Hu Guiyang stood up, put the oil lamp back on the table, and smiled and said, "We haven't come out to investigate the case together for a long time, right?"

"Didn't we go to the He family a few days ago?"
To be continued...