Big Moon Ballad

"It didn't fall into the hands of the Buddhist monastery."

Qian Bofang said indifferently, "This room is only rented by the people of the Chanyuan."

He glanced at the dusty furnishings behind him, "Because this room can directly see Miyagi, it costs a lot to use. From the beginning of its establishment, except when Ying Hanri, Guichang and others came, it was not It will not be used by other guests."

Originally, the attic on the top floor was set up for the high-ranking people, and Qian Bofang guessed that this place was originally prepared for Ying Han's Sunrise Palace to have fun.

But since Ying Hanri was assassinated when he was leaving the palace five years ago, Ying Hanri has never left the Efang Palace.

This valuable room was left vacant.

But for the operators behind this restaurant, the white money is obviously more valuable than an empty room.

"There is no other reason why Chunyuye and the others can use this place." Qian Bofang took a deep look at Li Ji, "It's just that they gave enough."

The reason why they noticed the existence of the Xirong people was that when they were investigating the restaurant, an old bartender who had retired from this restaurant mentioned that there was a very distinguished guest in Qianjin Pavilion who only came once a year, but would stay there every time. About half a year.

Li Ji frowned, "Is that person Chunyu Ye?"

"I don't know, I just know it's a big tycoon," Qian Bofang said, "Every time this person comes, he wears a mask, so he can't see his face clearly."

"Before this person comes, there will be servants who will rent this room. This person's subordinates spend a lot of money, and the payment must be made with gold."

"And instead of using cast gold ingots, gold nuggets are used directly, and sometimes gold cups are used."

"Gold Cup..."

Li Ji let out a deep breath, "This is indeed Chunyu Ye's style."

There is a gold mine in Chunyuye's territory, and since he met this person, Chunyuye has never left the gold cup in his hand.

"Doesn't this restaurant check the identity of the guests?"

"Originally there was," Qian Bofang sighed, "but having money can turn ghosts around."

"Besides, even if we really went to investigate, do you think a mere restaurant can find out the identity of Xirong's spies?"

Li Ji was speechless.

How could a restaurant do what the entire former Qin court failed to do.

Not even the high walls of Efang Palace can stop the evil hands of the Xirong people, let alone a small attic.

Li Ji stared at Miyagi outside the railing, smiling wryly in his heart.I thought it was such a big conspiracy, but it turned out to be so simple.

"I know the ins and outs of the matter," he glanced at the empty room behind him, and said calmly, "but this place is already empty, why did you bring me here?"

Wouldn't it be just for him to visit the former residence of the disciples of the Buddhist monastery?
"I brought you here to let you see if there are any clues left in this place," Chamberfang shrugged. "After all, the five senses of heavenly cultivators are different from those of ordinary people."

When they found this place, the monastery had been completely evacuated, leaving only a piece of leftovers to mock their incompetence.

But he was still not reconciled after all.

Li Ji stared at the room quietly, and walked to the only low couch in the room without saying a word.

Naturally, Qian Bofang had inspected this low couch many times, but found nothing. Seeing Li Ji's movements, he became nervous.

"Did you find anything?"

"No," Li Ji stretched out his hand to touch the low couch, stroking it slowly, "Chunyuye is very careful in doing things, and will not leave any traces."

Qian Bofang was extremely disappointed, and sighed, "Then let's go, let's enter the palace."

According to Ying Baoyue's arrangement, the person he was looking for on this trip should be in the palace now.

Li Ji nodded and got up, but in the process of raising his hand, his arm suddenly froze.

"what happened?"

Chamberfang was keenly aware of his changes.

Li Ji slowly bent down, sat on the low couch beside him, and slowly leaned back.

In the process of leaning back, his movements gradually coincided with the images that appeared in his mind.

Chunyu Ye was sitting on this low couch, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking like a falcon through the bottom of the railing, looking in one direction.

Just when he got up, Li Ji discovered that the gap in the lowest level of the railing outside the attic was facing a door of Efang Palace.

That door is not the main entrance, but a very narrow side door.

Li Ji lay on the low couch, slowly clenched his fists on his knees.

For countless days and nights in the past, Chunyuye lay on this low couch, staring at this door all the time.

……

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"This side door is only opened from time to time every day, and it is specially used to transport the dirt in the palace."

Under the moonlight, two figures reflected on the tall palace wall.

Qian Bofang stood at the base of the wall, and said softly, "According to what you said, what is Ghost Huajun staring at this door every day?"

His voice was extremely low, and he didn't dare to breathe out.

Just because they have already entered the most heavily guarded place in the entire former Qin Dynasty, Efang Palace.

After coming out of the attic of the Qianjin Pavilion, Li Ji led him over the city wall without a sound, bypassing the guards, and quietly sneaked into the Efang Palace.

It wasn't the first time Chamber Fang entered Efang Palace, but it was the first time he sneaked in late at night.

"I don't know." This is not the first time for Li Ji to visit Efang Palace at night, he is much more courageous, he looks at the closed side door behind him, "Perhaps your Highness was transported out of the palace through this door in the first place. "

Qian Bofang was horrified by what he said, looked at the man standing under the palace wall, and felt a little emotional.

"If it was placed in the Emperor Taizu's time, not even a fly could be allowed in the palace, but now it can come in and out so casually."

Even if Li Ji is a heavenly rank, this is outrageous.

Qian Bofang laughed hoarsely, "If there are heavenly cultivators from other countries who want to kill the former King of Qin, wouldn't it be an easy task."

"That's not necessarily true," Li Ji shook his head, "It's not that the former King of Qin is surrounded by experts."

"You mean the current national teacher?" Qian Bofang laughed mockingly, "That guy Chu Gaoyang is not as strong as you, Mr. Zhaohua, you can rest assured."

"Chu Gaoyang?" Li Ji's eyes flashed, "Is this the name of the current former Qin Guoshi?"

Qian Bofang nodded and sighed, "It seems that this guy is not famous at all."

In the former Qin Dynasty, there were no second-rank practitioners, and only a third-rank immortal official was reluctantly promoted to become a national teacher.

But this immortal official was not considered a strong one among the heavenly practitioners in the former Qin Dynasty.

It's not that Ying Hanri doesn't want to find a capable one, but that the most powerful practitioners in Daqin are concentrated in the Great Wall of Eternal Night, among the Black Tiger Army and Silver Cicada Guards.

But the people from these two armies were the ones Ying Hanri wanted to kill the most, and he didn't dare to entrust his safety to them.

"It's not that he's completely unknown," Li Ji said indifferently, "I knew his surname was Chu before, but I didn't know his full name."

"This person doesn't deserve to be known by his name. He's just a moth who got promoted by gambling with the Breaking Realm Pill." Qian Bofang was about to say something, but a surprised female voice suddenly came from behind the two.

"Lord Qian? Mr. Li? Why are you here?"

Li Ji turned his head abruptly.