After Princess Xuanxue came down from the mountain, the whole capital was in chaos.

Chapter 240 Assassination
"What's going on?" Bai Fujun did not open the bamboo curtain of the car window, but asked the guard outside through the bamboo curtain.

The leader of the guard was a middle-aged man. He looked around cautiously and stood guard by the car window: "Young Master, I didn't see anything attacking, and the road is smooth."

Bai Fujun had seen evil spirits several times and had a deep understanding of evil spirits. He asked doubtfully: "Is it an evil spirit?"

Yuan Qi looked at the black-clothed assassins floating down and immediately realized that they were puppets. The person who did it seemed to know that there were experts in the car, or that the Bai family's guards were very powerful, so the puppets were not only very powerful, but also numerous in number.

"This is a puppet. It's very powerful. You should deal with it carefully and be ruthless. Don't be afraid."

When the people on the street saw this situation, they fled in all directions. The vendors even ran away without taking care of their stalls.

"Protect the young master!" the guard leader gave the order, and some of the guards had already stood on the roof of the car to protect the carriage tightly.

Yuan Qi was in no hurry to take action, and the Bai family guards were not vegetarians either.

She stared at the puppets and could only tell that these puppets were very powerful and the person who made them was a master, but she could not tell who was behind the scenes.

"The people who want to kill you are powerful."

Bai Fujun's face was cold and solemn. He took out a dagger from his boot, ready to take action at any time.

"The Bai family is not that easy to bully. There are not many people in Kyoto who can refine puppets, right?"

Yuan Qi hummed: "There are indeed not many. The Imperial Master is one of them. I can also refine it, and it can be even more powerful than this."

The puppets were fierce and extremely fast, even more powerful than the Bai family guards. The Bai family guards were unable to hold on and several fell down, but the puppets were not missing.

Yuan Qi took out several paper figures from the cloth bag, dabbed his eyes with blood from his fingertips, and then injected spiritual power into them: "Go ahead."

Paper figures floated out from the gaps in the bamboo curtains one after another. As soon as they stepped out of the car window, they turned into people dressed in white. They all held swords in their hands, but their faces were expressionless and they all looked the same.

Bai Fujun asked curiously: "Is this also a puppet?"

"That's right. They are all puppet arts, but their appearances are different." Yuan Qifeng said calmly, not caring about the powerful puppets outside. She looked out through the car curtain and did not notice the control of these puppets. Puppet people.

With Yuan Qi around, Bai Fujun felt inexplicably relieved, but within a moment, a large number of the black puppets were killed.

Bai Fujun was very happy: "Your puppets are more powerful. You see, many black puppets have died."

The puppets will dissipate when they die, leaving no corpses behind. Bai Fujun also opened his eyes today. The evil spirits created by man-made people are so powerful. Without Yuan Qi, his guards would definitely not be able to stop those puppets.

It's scary to think about it.

Yuan Qi hummed and found that the lifeless look on Bai Fujun's face had disappeared.

"It's a pity that the puppet is not a magic technique. If the puppet dies, it will not harm the person who refined the puppet. Otherwise, I can find out the mastermind behind it just by relying on the backlash."

Bai Fujun didn't care: "There are only a few people who want me to die, and not many of them have the ability. Seventh sister doesn't have to worry about this matter. I'll go back and discuss it with my grandfather and father. Can we do it today?" I am already very grateful to Seventh Sister for escaping."

In a short time, the black puppets were wiped out, and Bai Fujun and Yuan Qi got out of the car.

Many of the guards were injured, but fortunately no one lost their lives. Bai Fujun looked around and found that no one had died, and he was very pleased. "Thank you for your hard work, everyone, go back home."

Yuan Qi walked back after sending Bai Fujun back to Bai Mansion.

She was thinking about who refined these puppets along the way. Not to mention Kyoto, even in the whole world, there were only a few people who could refine such powerful puppets. Was it Xuan Qing?

Yuan Qi did not set up a stall today. In the evening, she was processing the spirit animal skins and preparing to change Wen Zhuyun's body. Lu Zhu came to report: "Miss, the eldest son is back injured."

"Brother is injured?" Yuan Qi's first reaction was that it was impossible. Jiang Jun is the commander of the imperial army or a general. He is very skilled in martial arts and has few opponents in Kyoto. Moreover, he also has the glazed sword given by Yuan Qi in his hand. Even evil spirits can hurt him. Without him, how could he be injured?

Yuan Qi put down the spirit animal skin in his hand and went straight to Jiang Juncai's yard.

The doctor from the mansion has already arrived. Jiang Zhengqing arrived here at about the same time as Yuan Qi. He hurried inside, worried. Who would be the person in Kyoto who dares to assassinate the commander of the imperial army?
Jiang Juncai's injury was on his back shoulder, not far from his heart. The wound was deep and had a faint black air. He was lying on the bed with a painful expression.

The doctor was treating the wound very carefully.

Jiang Zhengqing held him down: "Don't move. Do you know who attacked you?"

Jiang Juncai held back and said, "I don't know, it's evil spirits. As soon as the sword stabbed them, they disappeared."

Yuan Qi was very sure that this was a puppet made by the same person as the one who attacked Bai Fujun: "It's a puppet."

She gently pushed the doctor away: "You will sew up the wound later, and now I will drive away the evil spirit from his wound."

The doctor obediently moved out of the way, Yuan Qi formed a seal with his hands, and drove a small formation to expel evil spirits into Jiang Juncai's back. The black air from his wound slowly dissipated.

The doctor then stepped forward and continued to treat the wound.

After Jiang Zhengqing discovered that Yuan Qi had treated the wound, Jiang Juncai immediately felt much more relaxed: "Xiao Qi, are your medical skills so good? Thanks to you."

Yuan Qi was not modest at all: "My medical skills are very good, but I am too young and no one will believe it."

Jiang Zhengqing hummed before asking, "What is a puppet?"

Yuan Qi took out a paper man from the cloth bag, dabbed his eyes with blood from his fingertips, and then gave it spiritual power. The paper man jumped out of Yuan Qi's hand and turned into an ordinary-looking man in white holding a long sword.

The white-clothed puppet held a sword flower and saluted everyone with fists in his arms.

Jiang Zhengqing was very shocked: "Is this a puppet?"

Yuan Qi hummed: "Yes, the level of puppet martial arts is related to the level of the person who refines them, and they have no emotions, no consciousness, and no pain. Death only damages a little bit of skill. No one can find out who it is. No clues will be left. Today, the sixth son of the Bai family also encountered a puppet. "Father, I suspect this is a conspiracy."

Jiang Zhengqing hummed: "Is it possible that he is the national master?"

Yuan Qi said: "Xuan Qing is capable of making such a powerful puppet. But it's not certain that it is him."

She collected the paper puppet and placed it in Jiang Zhengqing's palm: "Father, take it. If you encounter the puppet, he can still defend you for a while."

Jiang Zhengqing's expression was cold, as if he was making up his mind. He had already made up his mind. The emperor was ruthless, so don't blame them for their unrighteousness as ministers.