Gong Qingli sent Bai Shier away with a wry smile.

Everything that happened tonight was really too much beyond his expectations, although this was also a good thing, at least Bai Shier did not come to take his life.

But when he turned around and looked at the corpse still lying on the ground, Gong Qingli didn't have much luck in his heart to escape.

Tianji Pavilion, which has always been based on intelligence, has actually been involved in an unidentified spy. He must report this matter to the General Pavilion, and the General Pavilion will inevitably send a special person to investigate the matter so as to confirm whether this is just an isolated case or a conspiracy against the entire Tianji Pavilion, so as to determine whether a comprehensive investigation is needed.

But no matter what the final investigation was, the responsibility of him, the owner of the Ningbo Prefecture branch, would definitely not be able to escape.

After all, he recruited this unidentified spy lying on the ground.

With a sigh, he suppressed this thing that made him extremely troubled but helpless in his heart. Gong Qingli began to think about how to complete the thing that Bai Shier had handed him before leaving.

This is related to whether his life can continue to survive.

Gong Qingli's home fell into darkness and silence again. After a long time, a hazy figure quietly slid down behind the roof of the house opposite the Gong family. Then, under the faint light of the Lower Chronic Moon, several flashes disappeared and could not be found.

...

"That man is really the successor of the Sword of Eternal Life?"

Qinglong's voice sounded in the dark room, and he was a little unsure of the Dituracaurus' judgment.

"I was worried that the other party would notice it when they were too close, so I was a little far away and could not hear the conversation between him and Gong Qingli. However, the other party's outfit and the appearance of the sword in his hand were no different from the Sword of Eternal Life."

"The news about the Sword of Eternal Life has already spread."

Qinglong’s explanation of Dituraccoon is unquestionable.

A person's outfit and the sword in his hand can be changed.

"His sword is fast, amazingly fast."

Di Tucao, who understood the meaning of Qinglong, showed a little bit of surprise and fear in his eyes. He recalled the horror he saw when he saw the sword from afar.

"Di Yi was killed?"

Qinglong immediately understood.

Di Tuhe didn't answer, and at this time, silence is the best answer.

"He was a little too impulsive."

Qinglong raised his hand.

He felt a little headache and wanted to reach out to pinch his eyebrows, but the cold touch on his face made him have to put his hands down again. The eyebrows on his face under the mask were almost frowning.

"Apart from Di Yi, are there any of our people in Tianji Pavilion?"

Di Tuhe was still silent, and a long silence fell into the room.

After a long time, Qinglong sighed lightly and spoke helplessly in his tone.

"After today, let's put the surveillance of Tianji Pavilion first, so that others have also left Ningbo Prefecture in recent times and go to other prefectures to spread news, so as to avoid the edge."

He did not blame Di Tuyu. He knew how difficult it would be to get into Tianji Pavilion, which is based on intelligence.

He also knew what would happen next after Tianji Pavilion discovered Di Yi, a secret spy who was mixed in.

Although he was not too afraid of Tianji Pavilion, it was better to have less than more things. Now it is really not appropriate to cause trouble, and it is safest to disperse all those who may have exposed their identities.

As for letting them go to other prefectures to spread the news, it is completely better than nothing.

He knew how quickly the news spread in the world was, and he knew very well that the waves had been rolled up and they could no longer use them to continue to fuel the fire. Countless people in the world who were deeply involved in this matter would do better than them.

Di Tuhe took the order and disappeared into the darkness again. He had to notify everyone under his command overnight. He knew that Tianji Pavilion would only give him, no, Gong Qingli would only leave him this night.

...

Bai Shier returned to the house where he used to hide after saving Hirota Mato.

Gong Qingli could clearly feel the tension and fear when facing him, and he knew clearly where this fear came from.

Sword of immortality.

The sword in his hand.

Sure enough, in this world, it’s better to be on the big tree to enjoy the cool air.

Bai Shier sighed in his heart when he looked at the ordinary sword he got from Ashikaga Chiho in his hand when he was at the sword-making villa.

However, after picking up this sword, I also had to take on the many grudges and hatreds I left behind.

Bai Shier remembered many stories he had heard in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that I thought of the wonderful time I passed away.

However, the smile lasted only for a moment on his face, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The sword is called immortality.

But in this world, there has never been a person who has immortality and a sword of immortality.

...

Ningbo Prefecture became more and more lively.

However, Wang Fugui, the Jinyiwei family, became worse and worse as the number of people rushing into the city increased.

As the number of people in the city increased, the water in the entire Ningbo Prefecture City became more and more turbid, and the Japanese were hiding in it, making it easier and freehand.

Before, the Jinyiwei could often find traces of the Japanese and even track down the Japanese, but in the end they were all disappointed.

Now, the Jinyiwei has not heard any trace of the Japanese for several days.

Of course, what made Wang Fugui feel even worse was that as more and more people from the rivers and lakes flocked to Ningbo Prefecture, he had to distribute more and more people to control these people from the rivers and lakes, and beware of the big storm caused by their respective grievances.

This means that the personnel he used to track the traces of the Japanese can only be forced to reduce their power, and the possibility of tracking the Japanese can undoubtedly become increasingly slim.

In desperation, he had to start asking for help from the Jinyiwei Hundred Houses in several nearby prefectures.

But it is obvious that when the whole world is in trouble, the pressure of several prefectures near Ningbo Prefecture may not be as stressful as that of Ningbo Prefecture, but it is also very heavy. Faced with Wang Fugui's request for help, few hundred households were willing to send valuable personnel to help at this time.

Even if he had some friendship with Wang Fugui and was really indifferent, he would just send three or five people to show off his appearance. Compared to Wang Fugui's current predicament, it was like a drop in the bucket.

...

The Jinyiwei were very passive and helpless in the face of the current situation, but the Japanese they were tracking were not as comfortable as Wang Fugui imagined.

Although the influx of many people from the martial arts world does not have to be tracked by Jinyiwei as before, they themselves have the same distress because of the influx of so many people from the martial arts world.
Chapter completed!