The Blood Crown

In the middle of the night, a carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated house. This house is located in the most remote part of the city. It is said that Feng Shui is very bad, and it has been haunted by ghosts. Almost no one lives there. Come to this piece.

After the driver stopped the car, he looked left and right, and then got into the carriage. After a while, he picked up a woman with an exquisite figure, jumped out of the car, quickly entered the courtyard, and went straight to the side room.

Open the door, there are two figures standing inside the room, one of them is a rare tall and strong person.

"Master Yan." The coachman called out respectfully.

Yan Sikong nodded.

The coachman put the woman on the couch, and the faint candlelight in the room reflected the woman's stunning appearance.

"Wake her up." Yan Sikong said.

The driver took out a wooden core with a strange smell from his pocket, and shook it between the woman's breath. In the coma, the woman frowned slightly, sneezing and coughing several times, and woke up.

Yan Sikong gave Ali a wink, Ali took out a silver coin and threw it to the coachman, the coachman caught it firmly, and then cupped his hands: "The little one is waiting outside the house."

This person is She Zhun's subordinate, he handles affairs neatly, and he is also one of the people that Ali contacts most often.

The woman struggled to sit up from the couch, her eyes widened in horror, her face changed suddenly when she saw the two in the dark, she blurted out: "Yan Sikong?"

"Miss Yeli, don't come here without any problems." Yan Sikong looked at the stunning beauty in front of him expressionlessly, it was Yeli, a famous prostitute in the capital and the oiran of Tinglange on Yanliu Street.

Yeli Bingxue was smart, and had already guessed a rough idea at this time, no longer pretending, jumped off the bed, took a few steps back, made a defensive posture, and said coldly: "Master Yan, are you kidnapping me? What is the meaning of this?" .”

"I spent a lot of money to buy Miss Yeli to stay overnight, why did I get 'kidnapped'." Yan Sikong laughed mockingly, "Thanks to Mr. Zhou, my mother doesn't like it at ordinary prices, so I spend so much money."

"Since that's the case, Master Yan, don't let the time and money go by, just speak up."

"Okay." Yan Sikong said bluntly, "Xiao Liu, the driver of Jingyuan Palace, do you know him?"

Yeli's eyes flickered slightly, but his face did not fluctuate: "How can I know a mere coachman?"

"Of course you know him. Not only do you know him, but you also used your invincible charm to fascinate him, and even made a secret promise with him for life." Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let him redeem himself for you." , not hesitate to betray the master."

Ye Li's eyes lit up: "These words are absurd. He's just a coachman. I'm afraid he can't afford a cup of tea in Ting Lange. He won't even see me."

"That's right, because he has never seen you, he still doesn't know that you are Yeli, who is famous all over the capital. Xie Zhongren found out that this person is lustful, and most of his monthly salary is spent on prostitutes, so he sent you to seduce him. Sure enough. Make him go through fire and water for you, until he dies, without knowing that he is being used."

Yeli pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Ye Li, or should I call you Yang Chuyun?"

Ye Li stared wide-eyed, with fear flashing across his face.

"You don't have to pretend anymore, I already know you very well." Yan Sikong showed a chilling smile, "You are from Liangzhou. When you were eight years old, your parents died of famine, and your younger brother was killed by your aunt. Adoption, your 14-year-old aunt sold you into a brothel, and left your seriously ill brother on the side of the road to die. It was Xie Zhongren who rescued your siblings and brought you to the capital to teach you martial arts. Adoptive father, become his eyeliner on Yanliu Street." He raised his hand and slowly spread his five fingers, a string of silver chains hung on his palm shiningly.

"What did you do to him!" Yeli roared, and was about to rush forward.

Ali took a step forward, his mountain-like body made this small side room a bit crowded, and even more oppressive.

Ye Li stopped his figure and glared at Yan Sikong viciously.

Yan Sikong threw the chain to her: "He's fine, he's sleeping soundly at this moment, but whether he can wake up tomorrow depends on you."

Yeli's legs were weak, he held the chain tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want me to do."

"I want to ask you a question first."

Ye Li's face was full of guard and resentment.

"Do you know that the famine that starved to death your parents and tens of thousands of people was because Xie Zhongren ordered his subordinates to exploit the food for the disaster, and the imperial court appropriated [-] shi of food, but in the hands of the people, it was less than [-], and it was still mixed with fine sand. Chen Liang."

Yeli stared blankly at Yan Sikong.

"You think that Xie Zhongren saved your brother and sister, and you know what kind of treacherous and evil he is, but you still accept the thief as your father, but you don't know that it is he who ruined your family and made your family fall into dust."

Ye Li shook his head with a flustered expression: "No..."

"If you don't believe me, just go and check it out. There are so many benefactors in Tinglang Pavilion, there is always someone who knows the inside story. No matter how bad it is, Zhou Mixing should know."

Ye Li staggered and took a step back, his face was pale.

"In these years, you have been Xie Zhongren's eyeliner and running dog. He has done countless evils. You know it better than anyone else. You are just grateful for his life-saving grace and afraid that he will be harmful to your siblings, so you numbly help the evildoers ..."

"Stop talking!" Ye Li hissed, "So what can I do if I know? My brother and I are like nothing. We just have to live every day. Who can I save? Who can save us?"

Yan Sikong said calmly: "I have read the poems you wrote, and I know that you still have kind thoughts in your heart, and you are forced to work as a minion for the tiger. If you help me, I will send your brother and sister away from the capital after the matter is completed. Enough silver taels to fly far away."

Ye Li looked deeply at Yan Sikong, hesitating.

Yan Sikong's eyes changed: "I'm not as vicious as Xie Zhongren, but I'm definitely not a soft-hearted person. Either you submit to me, and I will send you away from the place of right and wrong in the future, or... even if I don't kill you You, if Xie Zhongren knew that your identity had been exposed, would you still keep you alive?"

Ye Li bit her lips, tears hung in her eyes, her expression was miserable, she was clearly pitiful, but there was no wave in Yan Sikong's heart, she grabbed the silver chain tightly, covered her chest, and nodded slightly.

"Very good. Let me ask you, what did Xiao Liu tell you, did you mention the matter between me and Feng Ye?"

Ye Li shook his head: "I asked, but he didn't want to say more."

Yan Sikong breathed a sigh of relief: "How much does Xie Zhongren know about me?"

"No more than me, he thinks you can use it."

"How did Xie Zhongren order Xiao Liu to steal the soldier talisman?"

Yeli shook his head again: "I don't know."

Yan Sikong saw that her expression did not seem to be lying, her mission was to seduce Xiao Liu and make him willing to take risks for her, and there must be other arrangements for what happened afterwards.

Yan Sikong asked some more about Xie Zhongren, only then did he know that this stray dog ​​is the boss behind Tinglange, who uses Tinglange as the information distribution center of Yanliu Street, and has a lot of information, and has also mastered a large number of officials who are unknown If there is any trouble in the capital, he can always know the first time, and the sharpness of his intelligence network may not be inferior to She Zhun.

However, he is not as good as She Zhun after all, the person who has infiltrated She Zhun in the Tinglan Pavilion, otherwise Ali would not have found out so quickly, and the girl from Yanliu Street who made Xiao Liu's seller beg for glory was Ye Li .

They chatted until late at night, before Yan Sikong let Yeli leave. She bought a car when she got in, and the driver took her back to Tinglange.

After seeing Yeli off, Yan Sikong planned to stop by the main house to pay homage to his parents and adoptive father. Just as he approached the dilapidated house, he suddenly felt something strange in the dark.

He was keenly aware of something, and whispered: "Who?"

Before the words were finished, he and Ali rushed towards the corner of the eaves together.

A black shadow flashed like a ghost, quickly floated towards the corner of the wall, climbed up the wall neatly, and fled outward.

The two also climbed over the wall and chased after them.

The black shadow was very light, and its speed was extremely fast. After chasing for more than a hundred feet, it had already left Yan Sikong behind, and Ali was left far behind.

Knowing that he couldn't catch up, Yan Sikong rolled over, took out the dagger between his boots, and threw it at the shadow.

There was a muffled groan coming from the front, the dagger tore a piece of flesh from the man's thigh, but the man was only slightly slow, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Yan Sikong walked over, picked up the dagger, looked thoughtfully at the blood stains flowing on it.

Ali caught up and gestured wildly in a hurry.

Yan Sikong ordered: "Remove all the ranks inside, that house is no longer safe, burn it down."

He thought to himself, who was it just now, when did this person stare at them, how long did he stay in the courtyard, how much did he hear, and what is the purpose of this person?

A series of questions flooded into Yan Sikong's mind. This unexpected person made Yan Sikong very flustered. He was already devastated by the matter of Feng's family, and he really didn't want any more troubles against him. If it was Xie Zhongren's person, then I'm in trouble...

But that person's lightness kung fu is so strong, among the people he knows, probably only Feng Ye and She Zhun can compare with him, if Xie Zhongren has such a powerful assassin, can Yan Zilian survive till now?

Who is this person, we must find out!

Yan Sikong clenched the dagger tightly and narrowed his eyes deeply.