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Chapter 275 [The Terror of the Dark Lord]

Last time, Wang Qinian also climbed over the wall from here, and fell on the ground and slipped on the crock pot, so he fell on his back.

However, the jar naturally broke a lot.

Afterwards, Ruoruo ordered people to find some smoother large jars again, but the position was slightly shifted compared to the one on the table.

Pots are placed at every foothold that may climb over the wall.

In order to verify which are the best footholds for climbing over the wall, Ruoruo went back and forth to verify it personally.

Sure enough, Pharaoh was hit again and fell to the ground.

When he climbed over the wall this time, he remembered clearly the location of the crock pot last time, so he intentionally avoided that corner when he climbed over the wall.

Unexpectedly, I was still recruited.

This earthen pot seems to be specially designed to trap a gentleman like Lao Wang who doesn't walk the right way.

"My lord, why haven't you removed the earthen jars in your yard, this, this, this..."

After getting up, Wang Qinian hurriedly patted his buttocks to get dusty, looking at the rows of jars in front of him, he was speechless.

Stretching out his fingers and pointing at the jars, he muttered for a long time, but he didn't know what he was muttering about the jars.

After a week of observation, he, a master tracker, suddenly discovered that no matter which angle he flies in, he will inevitably step on the slippery jar and fall down, without the corner of his mouth twitching for a while.

It seems that it is much safer to go through the front door next time.

"What's the matter with me?"

Fan Zui asked a question knowingly, then looked at the box hanging on his waist, and asked casually:

"You came to my house, why do you still bring this box?"

Wang Qinian has always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, so naturally he doesn't know what it means to be embarrassed. When he saw pastries in the dishes beside him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab a few pieces.

Then he smiled and pushed aside and said in a half-joking and half-serious tone:

"From now on, Wang will serve under Master Fan's command wholeheartedly, and I hope Master Fan will not dislike you.

Whether it is hard work or tiring work, I can do it.

Wang also has no other skills, only tracking skills and lightness kung fu are still passable.

No, I was worried that adults might need me somewhere, so I took the tools with me when I went out. "

While speaking, he picked up a few pieces of pastries again, as if he had a thin skin, and flattered tentatively with embarrassment:
"The chef in your lord's house is really good at cooking. This pastry looks very good, and it tastes delicious but not greasy. It's just that you can't get tired of eating it..."

"If you like it, I will send it to you."

He really couldn't stand it anymore.

Isn't it just a few pieces of pastries, so I gave them away generously.

In fact, it was a pastry technique that No. [-] deliberately learned in order to please him, and it was just presented today.

"Thank you, my lord. This pastry is really delicious. Wang will leave one or two dollars back home for my little daughter and wife to try."

While speaking, he had put all the cakes in the dishes into his clothes.

Seeing this, Fan Zui was also speechless, it was the first time he had seen this kind of person, and he really didn't know what to say.

I'm too lazy to pay attention to his habit of being greedy for small things in the market, so I let him go.

He had already known Wang Qinian's character and ability to handle affairs.

Besides, it would not be too simple for someone like Chen Pingping to be valued and admired by an old fox.

Although this guy has a bit of a habit of taking advantage of small things on weekdays, he is really a good person.

In the evening, Fan Zui set off from Kyoto with [-] dead men to the four states to quell the civil uprising.

In the middle of the journey, he suddenly received an urgent report from the horse.

The civil uprising has further expanded and is already quite large.

The other party's civil rebellion forces have now converged in one place, forming a new huge force.

There are as many as 10 people!

Hearing this news, his face suddenly darkened.

It is absolutely impossible to say that no one among them premeditated the chaos.

Immediately set off for the land of Danzhou quickly, but on the other side continued to send orders to step up the arrangements of all parties to prevent the people from continuing to expand their words.

In the daytime, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the black clouds are overwhelming the city.

In the evening, the black clouds became thicker and thicker.

At the same time as the two hundred dead men rode out of the capital, they were in a courtyard of a certain resident outside the capital.

After Chen Pingping glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, she gently closed the creased "36 Strategies" that she had been flipping through for a long time.

He seemed to like the book quite a lot, smoothed the writing carefully, and then put it on the desk next to it.

Dusk gradually fell, but the gloom in the sky became more and more intense.

"Great!"

This was an amazing sentence, but when it came out of his mouth, it sounded quite plain and watery.

That bland tone seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be communicating with the night.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows, and after a moment of pause, he suddenly said something out of line:
"It's infinitely useful."

The tea on the fire next to it was already boiling, and there was a scalding sound of gurgling.

Reaching out to take it down, he poured himself a cup of hot tea.

On this cold night where the wind is howling, it is a wonderful thing to drink a night of hot tea, which can warm the heart and dispel the cold.

After taking a sip of tea, a bright light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

The boiling water on the stove was gurgling and gurgling from the teapot's spout, and it sizzled as it fell on the coals.

No one would know that at this moment, a detailed map appeared in the eyes of the Dark Lord.

The red arrows above indicate several different directions.

"Lin Gong is obviously going to run away..."

"I want to leave after the assassination. It's not that easy."

There was no second person in the dimly lit hut.

These words are more like talking to myself.

"Nowadays, the weather is changeable, misfortune and fortune are unpredictable, and there is only one way to be sure."

His gaze once again fell on the book "36 Strategies" that he had read too many times and had many wrinkles. He was silent for a long time and then said to himself lightly again:

"Send someone to wait in the west of the capital, and follow along the way, but remember not to startle the snake, someone will do it yourself."

In the dim room, no one answered, but the lamp on the table flickered suddenly.

In the darkness, apart from the whistling wind blowing through the rubble of the roof, there was no other sound to answer him.

Just now, he received another message from the Inspection Institute.

The prince secretly summoned Lin Gong, and there were sounds of quarreling in the palace.

With just a few words, the Lord of Darkness has basically predicted everything that will happen next.

He deduced from it that Lin Gong would definitely leave Beijing overnight tonight.

And it goes out from the west gate!
Fan Zui went straight to Danzhou from the east gate today, while Lin Gong would choose the opposite direction to leave Beijing.

In addition, he deduces to you that Lin Gong will inevitably be assassinated during this trip, and his life and death are uncertain.

As for whether one and a half dog lives can be saved, it is unknown.

Even if Fan Zui had really gone straight to the land of the four states, the assassination of Lin Gong would definitely happen as scheduled.

Of this, he is almost certain.

However, he was curious as to what method Raksha Temple would use to lure Lin Gong out of the capital.

He waits and sees...

This is the terror of the Lord of Darkness.

(End of this chapter)