Qi Zhonghua and others were stunned when they heard this. Kobayashi Zongqing was also very puzzled.

Chang Sihao said: "When I heard him say 'return my letters', I understood that most of them were communication. The letters were not something precious. The texts of the national teacher traveled must be a military and national event. The letters he brought must also be related to this. However, Huo Li Guwen did not go to the capital openly and sneaked into Sichuan alone. He did not seek the official negotiations between us. Sichuan was always stable. I didn't hear of any major rebellious forces. So he should just travel through the road. Oirat was originally in the west. He wanted to say that he was going to Tibet. It was a long way to go. Therefore, his direction should be to the southeast. The final destination should be Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangdong and Guangxi, or even the Siam, and Du. " [Siam: Siam (Ancient Thailand). Mo: At that time, Vietnam was divided into Li, and Mo and the two dynasties were the "Southern and Northern Dynasties" of Vietnam]

Qi Zhonghua kept nodding and said, "No wonder the Marquis spoke with intimidation. It turns out that you had guessed it at that time."

Chang Sihao's eyes were faint: "But I didn't guess who he was looking for at that time. Now I know."

Kobayashi Zongqing took a deep breath: "Guangxi Gutian Army."

Chang Sihao said: "Yes. Yan Linyuan's daughter must have mentioned this in sign language just now. With their relationship with Juhao Pavilion and Gutian Army, the behavior they did was self-evident. If Huo Li Guwen was contacting Miaojudong people or foreign countries, there was no need for Yan's father and daughter to cover us up."

Several people fell into silence at the same time, and their eyes fell to Chang Sihao's waist. They knew that they could not understand Yan Linyuan's tone. They must have seen the sword of the old swordsman Xu and guessed his connection with the Hundred Swords Alliance, thus becoming alert.

Qi Zhonghua said: "Since the Marquis guessed, why didn't stop it just now? After all, we have too many people. We don't have to worry about not being able to take over the three of them."

Chang Sihao looked at the distance and didn't answer. He knew that Yan Linyuan didn't know the content of the hand scroll before he wanted to intercept Master Huo Li. It can be seen that he still has the Ming Dynasty in his heart. At this time, he took action and tear his face apart. No one has any benefits.

Kobayashi Zongqing guessed a few points from his expression and said, "Although the Gutian army had the intention to rebel, if they joined forces with foreign tribes to accomplish the matter, wouldn't it be a traitor? The Juhao Pavilion is also full of heroes. I think this would not be the case. According to the little monk, they should not be connected with the Oirat. Those gold jewelry and jewelry are not like the military expenses provided by the Oirat. Instead, they should be used to collect gifts. Otherwise, there would be no need to send them to the dignified national savvy. Just a few powerful soldiers pretend to be customers."

Qi Zhonghua said, "So they have never had contact with each other. That is the best." Wu Zhiming smiled and said, "The monk's golden bead gift was lost on the Jianmen plank road. I guess he had been picked up by the mountain people at this moment. He left empty-handed. It was even more hopeless. Why should we worry?"

Having said that, it was a word of comfort. The next day, everyone accelerated the speed again. I hoped to finish the work and leave Sichuan as soon as possible. Try to get along with Huo Li Guwen. After entering Sichuan, the road was easy to walk. On the evening of the third day, I arrived at the bank of Wenjiang River. Crossed the Dujiangyan and headed north. Xiaolin Zongqing pointed to the place where Linshan was snuggling in the distance. He said that the Tang Sect was not far away. Everyone followed him. But he saw wild flowers everywhere along the way. The shadow of the flowers was in the water. The sunset was in the sky. Although he had no time to appreciate it, he couldn't help but admire the name of the flying flowers in Jiuli.

After a while, I arrived at the entrance of the village and looked around. I saw a row of tall pins on the front slope connecting Linshan and the waterfront in the west. It was like a city blocking the middle of the road like a gate. The thick logs at the entrance of the altar were tightly closed. The iron was tight. At this time, Lin Tao was sucking in the evening breeze and gently sinking the sunlight. All the colors in the world were fading away and pulling away, as if they wanted to take away the sound of this world. It made everyone feel empty and lazy. I sighed that the Tang Sect was secluded among such mountains and rivers and lived a quiet and peaceful life. It was really a different kind of enjoyment.

Li Shuangji got out of the horse and stepped forward, knocking on the door and calling for someone.

After a while, no one agreed inside. Li Shuangji's hand was stronger. The village gate swayed and opened a little. It turned out that it was just a cover. He supported it with his palms and pushed forward. He creaked and pushed the door open a gap. He saw that the terrain inside was rising in a slope. There was an arc-shaped horse path on the left to circumn the slope. At the top of the slope, there was a wooden house connected by a tree. There was no lamp or fire. It was quiet under the shadow of the tree as if it was not there.

Chang Sihao rode his horse and looked in. Seeing the scene, he felt something was so bad that he looked around. He turned around and turned his eyes. Everyone dismounted and walked in slowly with him.

When he arrived on the slope, Chang Sihao shouted loudly: "Is anyone?" There was no response in the wooden house. No lights were on. He walked towards the outermost room. He held the handle and gently pulled the door. He heard a "click" inside. The handle actually loosened. Then a glimmer of light flashed in the hole...

Chang Sihao knew something was wrong. A ghost step fell down and flew out in reverse. He heard a "chi pull" sound in the air. A sharp blade flew past his chest and cut his collar. At the same time, the sound of the tiles between the eaves was heard. The tiles were spiraling down, revealing the black hole entrance. The powerful crossbow shot like rain.

This wave of crossbow arrows was fanned and covered a large area in front of the door. Chang Sihao was in the air and had nowhere to dodge. Suddenly, his eyes were dark. The sound of flags shaking in his ears. The crossbow arrow was wrapped in a monk's robe.

Chang Sihao shook his spine and stood still. He didn't even go to thank Kobayashi Zongqing. He shouted straight into the room: "Chang Sihao is a junior from the Qin family. He came to see Grandma Tang. He broke in without permission just now. It was so rude. I hope Grandma and all the uncles will take care of him."

He shouted several times. No one answered in the room. He turned his eyes behind him and told everyone not to move lightly. He added caution to get closer again. He slowly drew out his sword and inserted it into the crack of the door. He left gently. He saw that the house was empty and there was no one. He touched the room again. After inspection, automatic mechanisms were set up everywhere. He could not see half a figure at all. He couldn't help but wonder: "Did the Tangmen abandon the village and left?"

Qi Zhonghua said: "These wooden houses are simply furnished. They look like places where servants live. The Tang Sect has been secluded for many years. Maybe they have dismissed the old man. That's why they abandoned these empty houses. The village is very large. Let's look for it."

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "If I abandon it, why set up a good mechanism? Are you afraid that people will steal this empty house? It's so strange." At this time, it was dark and the forest was dark. A few people dismantled some wooden boards to make torches to light them. After walking around, they found that there was no way out. They searched each other in the backyard of one of them. Finally, they found a narrow horse path extending into the forest. Several people led their horses through the hall and walked along the road. The deep forest was dark and deep. The trees nearby were hideous. There were torches clattering in their ears. The surroundings were illuminated. Walking in it, I couldn't help but feel worried. But when I went deep, I was still safe and had no hidden mechanism.

Just as he gradually felt relieved, Qi Zhonghua suddenly said, "It seems something is wrong."

Chang Sihao looked back at him. Qi Zhonghua said, "I feel the dampness is getting heavier." Everyone looked around. The forest was filled with mist, as if there was a layer of fog. It was as high as a person's chest. It was stretched and ran away. It seemed like a white snake floating in the air. Wu Zhiming felt his feet sticky under his feet. He shone the torch to the ground. He saw a kind of wet black on the earth path. He raised the soles of his boots and looked at it. There was some mud on it. He wrinkled his nose and murmured, "What's the smell." Suddenly, a sense of annoyance surged from his chest. He felt dizzy. He immediately lowered his head. Others hurriedly pulled their clothes and covered their mouths and noses. In a while, they heard the sound of swelling lips and hooves. Wu Zhiming and several horses both folded their knees and fell to the ground.

Kobayashi Zongqing went over and reached out to put Wu Zhiming's wrist vein. He felt that it was beating strongly. He made a gesture and signaled that it was not serious. Qi Zhonghua pointed at the road blocked by the fog with his hand. He waved his hand. Chang Sihao shook his head in a slight look. He signaled that they raised Wu Zhiming and retreated. He twisted himself and rushed forward. Seeing this, the few people were anxious, but they didn't dare to shout.

Chang Sihao covered his face and rushed into the fog. He went out for more than half a mile and there was no problem. Suddenly, he heard the sound of water. There was a bright color in the forest ahead. He rushed out and saw that the waves were flying under the night. It was the Wenjiang River. There was no passage on the left and right. There was no ferry in front of him. It was a dead end. Seeing that there was a faint mist on the water surface. He felt a little puzzled. He thought that no matter how powerful the poison of the Tang Sect was, it would never spill all over the river. He let go of his hands and tried to breathe gently.

I felt the air was fresh and there was no abnormality. I suddenly realized something. I slowly raised the sole of my boots upwards. Immediately, a strange smell floated into my nostrils. He immediately understood and stepped on it quickly. I thought to myself: "The white fog in the forest is the same as the water vapor on the river. It is a natural phenomenon. The ground is soaked with medicine. Ordinary people know that the Tang Sect is powerful in using poison. They must be afraid when they see the fog. They lowered their body to avoid the 'poison gas' and just fell into the trap."

Although I understood what happened, the road was blocked and I couldn't move forward. I wanted to walk through the forest. I had no direction. I looked around and found a tall poplar tree, leaping up. I looked up with the branches and looked at it. I saw this forest spreading wildly along the river, rising and falling. It mixed with the bends of the mountain in the night. I couldn't see where there was a path. However, there was a big tree far northwest far away than elsewhere. There was a faint light in the canopy.

Chang Sihao was wondering in his heart: "The tree is on fire. Why is it only one star?" At this moment, he felt the burning hands. He stretched out his palms and looked at it. The palms were as dark as if it was stained with ink. He rubbed his hands and rubbed his clothes again. The blackness did not diminish. Instead, he spread into his wrists. Obviously he was wandering under the skin. He hurriedly jumped off the tree, tearing his clothes, and helping with his mouth. He wrapped his arms tightly and tied them tightly. The left hand was wrapped faster. The black air stopped just at the wrist. The right hand was wrapped back. The left hand was not flexible. Therefore, the cloth strip was tied to the base of the right elbow. Half of the forearm was dark. For a moment, it was heavy, swollen, numb and sour.

He looked up at the poplar tree. He knew that it must be someone from the Tang Sect who had entered here would not find a way. He would definitely climb up and look far. So he applied poison on the bark. He shouted loudly and wanted to call out people to explain everything. But the forest was silent. No one responded. At this time, the black air on both hands could not penetrate upwards. The cloth strip obviously could not last long. He gritted his teeth and thought that the woods occupied a lot of land. It might not be necessary whether there was anyone guarding the Tang Sect. It would be useless to wait like this. He could not retreat now. He could only count wherever he went. He drew his sword to explore the way and walked straight to the northwest.
Chapter completed!