The Riddler Get Out of Terra

After all, the most important evidence does not lie in the Yan State and does not sell Yan State's face at all. They cannot risk the risk of war between the two countries to interrogate Kazdel Prime Minister Zhuge Kongming.

——Sarkaz’s now highly anticipated empire has no border with the North. Even if the threat of evil spirits is getting bigger and bigger, they can still wait for the collapse of the first victim and use their flesh and blood to judge the possibility of continuing the confrontation, and It’s not like you’re eager to start a war with the devil right from the start.

After all, as we all know, even if the Yan Kingdom has thrown some history into the crusher, it cannot conceal the fact that the Tikaz Empire was divided and shattered under the conspiracy of the kings. In the era when Sarkaz was still called Tikaz, even if The princesses from various countries who were sent to marry the King of Tikaz also secretly carried out many plots from their motherland, hoping to save their hometown from this chariot that had been invincible since ancient times.

Manipulating thunder, influencing matter, stimulating the mind, controlling thinking, those bloody fears in the history books symbolize how many countries have experienced the Origin Stone skills of the ancient king of Tikaz.

No, that can't even be called Source Stone Skills at all. Based on Terra's current classification of the strength of Source Stone Skills, the abilities of the Tikaz kings at that time should be classified as powers, rather than the rotten words of the remaining tribes on this continent. The Source Stone Technique of Main Street.

——Compared to the kings who led the various clans in the era when the giant beasts hid and fled away, those Tikaz kings are more like the afterglow of the era of giant beasts when hundreds of flowers bloomed and competed for beauty. As they grow older, the power brought by their bloodline continues to revive. As long as they reach adulthood, they will The power that the Kaz kings can display starts at the behemoth level.

So when Liu Xiu defeated the King of Guticazi, who had the same name as the current king of the Kazdaele Empire, the people of Terra rejoiced, so the noble lady of the Yan Kingdom defeated Raisang with the support of [-]% of the races on this continent. When Dral arrived, everyone congratulated him with a snap of his fingers.

In such a relationship of fear and hatred, let Sakaz bleed and sacrifice for other races?

The Anti-Magic Alliance is still in full swing under Rutland's instigation, but they want Kazdael to give up the struggle and contribute to the land of Terra regardless of past grudges?

Lysandral did not seize the opportunity to send troops to Ursus but tightened the border defense. This can be considered responsible and responsible - the persecution of Sakaz by the Terran countries has lasted for nearly a thousand years. This is not a kindhearted person. Something that can be eliminated by the king standing up and shouting "We want to forgive".

Therefore, it is said that they are going to Longmen to investigate the disappearance of the Nian beast, but in fact Zuo Letaihe group does not have much hope. The biggest purpose is to ask Gou Wu and Shang Shu about the Nian beast.

In this case, there is nothing wrong with staying in Gou Wu to investigate - after all, Longmen was stabbed in the back by Yan Guo just now, would Wei Yanwu still have a good look on Yan Guo's investigation team?

Although if he were an official from the Yan Kingdom who came from an ordinary noble family, he would have to suffer even if he was imprisoned and held accountable. When he was released, he would have to express his loyalty by gratefully shouting "thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness", but who is Wei Yanwu? ?

This is a prince of Yan Kingdom!

Who dares to put Duke Wei in prison?Do we still need a political future and the majesty of a great country? !

So it would be better to simply investigate repeatedly in Gou Wu and catch the autistic Sui Xiang who went to Gou Wu to find out the reason. It is also better to go to Longmen and fight with Wei Gong who was stabbed in the heart by Yan Guo.

——Although Jingzhe didn’t say it, during the discussion last night, Qilin’s words had the same meaning. After all, she was living in Hao Zhao’s house when she was recuperating in Longmen, and Wei Gong would seize the opportunity to camp indiscriminately. What Hao Zhao thinks about Longmen's legion is not a question that should be avoided.

What can Zuo Le do?

He may be able to shine in Si Suitai because of his outstanding work "My General Father", but Wei Gong also has an article "My Brother is the Emperor Yan" waiting for him to taste!

Therefore... two hardworking little helpers appeared during Jingzhe's daily investigation, and they followed her into the Yanguo market to visit the holidaymakers.

Information about banknotes and thief saints.

"Seller, can you take a look at this?"

Zuo Le took out another banknote and shyly handed it to the pawnshop owner, preparing to redeem some antique furniture he admired.

"Ah this..."

The boss looked at the banknotes in Zuo Le's hand carefully with a look of embarrassment on his face. After taking it, he touched many secret places with his fingers. The smile on his face froze a little bit:

"Sir, I really can't let you pass this one. How about... can we change it to another one?"

"But I have no problem using this kind of banknotes in other cities?! They are no different from the latest banknotes, right?!" Hearing that the banknotes in his hand could not function as general equivalents, the young man's face visibly rose. It turns red like a ripe tomato:

"Is it just a new version and you don't recognize it, boss?!"

"This……"

The boss was speechless for a moment. He looked carefully at Zuo Le's clothes and his handsome and upright face. After taking off his cloak, he saw that the clothes were not cheap. He was wearing a pair of dust-proof boots from a time-honored brand in the capital of Yanguo. You can tell by looking at him that he is a young man out for an outing. It is normal to not understand the unspoken rules.

"What's wrong, boss? I think you're going to buy it because I think it's real. Don't you want to sell it and take my money?"

Noticing that the boss looked at him for a little longer, Zuo Le's expression also changed. His eyebrows stood up, his eyes narrowed, and his palm quietly rested on the hilt of his sword.

"No, no, no, how could it be possible, Mr. Lang! Don't get excited yet! Put down the sword! This is a serious business, how can I steal people's money!"

Seeing that Zuo Lehui had misunderstood, the boss's face also changed. The middle-aged man had worked hard for many years and had a dull yellow face with a warm smile. He repeatedly advised - Yan Guo's martial virtues are not full for a day or two. There were so many people armed with swords, knives, crossbows, arrows, and even Originium staffs. No one would think that this person was a desperado just because he put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The pawnshop owner didn't know how long he had been in this business. He had seen all kinds of people from all over the world, and he had long concluded that Zuo Le was holding the sword for self-defense, so he quickly explained:

"It's just this money, oh, this money..."

He stared at Zuo Le, his glossy eyes walking around the young man, making judgments, and then said in a low voice:

"This ticket is actually wrong. It's a counterfeit. It's different from the original ticket from our Yan country!"

"!impossible!"

Zuo Le was "shocked" and turned pale. Then he looked at the boss suspiciously and said:

"Don't lie to me. It works fine in other cities, so why can't it work here in Gou Wu?!"

"Ah this..."

The boss looked around and found that no one was around, so he quietly told Zuo Le:

"Because when this thing first appeared in Gou Wu, we received the news and knew there were some secret marks to determine its authenticity. Xiao Langjun, the ticket you got is indeed a fake!"

"Fake! Fake! How could it be fake?!"

Zuo Le took three steps back, snatched the banknote from the shopkeeper's hand, pointed to the pattern on it and asked the boss:

"How could this be fake?!"

"Even if you say so, Xiaolangjun..."

The boss had a troubled expression on his face, but he said mercilessly: "Fake things can't compare to the real thing!"

"How, how is that possible! But I can obviously use it in other stores!"

Zuo Le murmured to himself.

"Oh, this must be due to a lack of information. Those stores are not from our family, and we can't receive any information. How can we tell whether they are true or false?"

The pawnshop owner looked proud: "You have to be from a big family like us to know how to judge!"

"Hmph! Nonsense! If you don't accept it here, I'll buy it elsewhere if you can't!"

Zuo Lese glared at the boss with an inward look, and finally left cursing.

Gouwu family...

Chapter 165: The non-existent Thief?

Today, the Gouwu slum has ushered in the most wonderful day - the Taiping Sect has begun to allow devout people to visit the temple, and will also distribute some food and purified water as subsidies to new members and those who do not know it.

Compared with various sects with other agendas in remote areas of Yan Kingdom, this sect that only gained a foothold in Gouwu City is surprisingly pure and does not require dedication from believers or official support. They are more like An organization that communicates and helps people with a variety of talents including teachers, scholars, and doctors.

Even the so-called worship day is different. It is said to be about preaching and worship, but in fact, many Taiping people who know medical skills use the traditional medical skills of the Yan Kingdom to treat illnesses and save people, and distribute some relief food. It is considered a successful missionary.

——Taihe thought as he looked at the poor people who happily received their things and left.

He is a very tall Yanguo man, and his strong physique has become the most conspicuous feature. Even if he stands in a crowd, he will be noticed by those who are interested.

Therefore, Taihe's investigations have never been related to secrets - most of the time, he would be separated from his teammates and investigate alone until the investigation was completed before rejoining his teammates to prevent others from identifying his teammates based on Taihe's overly strong figure.

Today's investigation of the Holy Thief in the slums used his most commonly used method:

Because he has practiced martial arts for many years, Taihe's body is not as refined as Zuo Le or Jingzhe's. His thick arms are full of scars and calluses, and his bronze skin shines in the sun due to sweat. Combined with a lackluster face, Smiling rough face

, he can dress up with this honor and sneak into the grassroots at any time.

Taihe originally thought that this trip to Gouwu would be the same as the usual investigation. He would spend at least a week getting along with ordinary people at the grassroots level. He would become a proficient expert as soon as possible and then go deeper into the area to inquire about information. Finally, he would learn from the vast sea of ​​people who did not know whether it was true or false. deduce what is truly important from the intelligence.

But I didn't expect that I would find the best guide party on the first day I entered Gouwu slum.

The man who was born with two horns walked into the simple wooden shed and looked around.

This is a very common building in the slums of Gouwucheng. It only requires some bricks and a few layers of grass and wood structures to create almost the same structure. The appearance and disappearance of the sheds is as fast and frequent as the story of Gouwucheng.

But there are still some reasons why this shed can serve as the base of the Taiping Sect, currently the largest sect in the Gouwucheng slums:

The bricks used are all good bricks. Although they are not up to the standards of mobile urban construction, they are much better than the bricks and tiles in the slums that easily break under the wind and sun.

When you walk into the roof that blocks rain and wind, you realize that there is something else going on. The inner layer is a layer of cheap waterproof material, and the outer layer of grass and wood structure. Before entering, Taihe took a few glances at a suitable distance and found many traces of weaving.

The internal floor was wiped clean, and due to the material it was not visible to the naked eye, but the fact that the cyan slate could be cleaned to reveal its original color showed that it had been carefully taken care of.

There are a few tables and chairs inside the unobstructed shed. They are all made of ordinary wood and the color is not very good-looking. They look like they were just painted with a few layers of paint to prevent corrosion. But in terms of details, they look like this. Like a wooden shed, there are many details to make the people sitting in it comfortable:

For example, there are soft cushions on the chairs, clean tabletops, pure water bottles full of water, and the priests who diagnose and treat believers are neatly dressed, move, sit and lie gracefully, even if they are wearing patches. His old clothes also look outstanding, and at first glance, people can know who is the priest who heals diseases and saves people.

Taihe frowned: Judging from the demeanor of these priests, this sect is obviously an organized and elite religious existence. They will have an action plan, a common goal, and technological and spiritual inheritance.

These few points alone, once combined with public opinion, will cause great harm...

Thinking of this, Yan Guo's secret agent remained calm, but he was extremely vigilant. He lined up in the queue and carefully looked at the "priests" who were checking people's pulses while frowning and ordering prescriptions. In less than a quarter of an hour, he I put heavy quotation marks around the word "priest" in my mind:

They are too impatient and wantless. They don't have any unconscious enthusiasm or flattery when asking for help. They are very cold. After writing a prescription, they will kick people out without giving them any face.

'It doesn't look like I'm going to preach, but it looks like... like...'

Taihe thought about it, but he couldn't remember which occupation the Taiping priest's behavior was similar to, which would make him feel such a strong sense of familiarity.

Until an elderly poor man who had begged to buy a prescription from the priests walked past him with a smile. Taihe glanced at the tightly wrapped secret recipe and finally realized:

'Isn't this the doctor who sits in the hospital? ! '

When I think of this and look at other things in this shed, I can no longer stop feeling familiar:

The bricks are made by the most commonly used emergency firing method in Yanguo's battlefield medical base. The straw cover and board cover are common waterproof decorations in Tianshifu's battlefield medical base. Even the pattern woven on the grass cover is a textbook windproof pattern. , the large and small gaps above allow rainwater to flow down during rain or heavy rain, preventing the roof from collapsing.

The reason why the floor tiles are so clean and shiny that even the bluestone background is exposed is purely for medical needs - even battlefield medical treatment requires a relatively clean environment. Tables and chairs are the most common styles, but there is no condition for a medical center or hospital here. Special chair for field medical treatment.

After all, that kind of special chair can even allow doctors to lie down and sleep when they are tired. It is specially designed to deal with the mental exhaustion and physical exertion caused by treating a large number of patients for a long time. There are indeed many people in the Gou Wu slum, but it is different from the various diseases in large mobile cities. Compared with the wounded carried off the battlefield, the number of patients was not enough to make the field doctor tired enough to lie down on a chair and sleep.

……

Once you see something, all the objects in this shed are no longer unfamiliar to Taihe. The details that originally seemed a little strange have reasonable reasons: in a medical center or hospital, the layout and details of this shed are very normal. of.

So...the Taiping Sect opened a field medical clinic in the slums of Gouwucheng to preach?

Such thoughts flashed through Taihe's mind, making him want to laugh:

With such an indifferent attitude and meticulous layout, this missionary has no intention of tempting others to join!

So why does the Taiping Sect want to preach in Gouwucheng?

Taihe was still wondering about this, but when he walked to the front, he could finally hear the voices of the "priests" checking their pulses and prescribing prescriptions. He found that if they were not locals in Gouwu, the doctors would talk to them with a little enthusiasm. After intentionally or unintentionally introducing himself as someone from the Taiping Religion, Taihe had some vague thoughts in his mind.

Chapter 166: The non-existent Thief?

"What...are you here for?"

Less than a minute after the priest put his hand on Taihe's wrist, the words that came out of his mouth shocked Taihe and made his whole body tense.

Could it be that someone noticed it on the first day?

The secret agent of the Yan Kingdom resisted the urge to pull back his wrist, and slowly relaxed his muscles, allowing the Taiping priest's frown to relax.

calm down.

he said to himself.

The matter has not yet reached its most serious point, so don't handle it with the attitude of being discovered when you infiltrate. The Taiping Sect is not a cult yet. They currently look... more like an organization of doctors who collectively treat diseases and become famous.

——During the mission, he beat up the neutral party who was treating patients and saving people. It would be ridiculous if he was too peaceful.

"You have some minor health problems, but they are not serious. You have been practicing martial arts all year round and are in good health. You are much healthier than the people in this slum. What are you doing here to see a doctor?"

Sure enough, what the priest said next dispelled Taihe's doubts. The young man, who seemed to have good medical skills, frowned and felt Taihe's pulse. The smile on his face disappeared, but it was not because he was suffering from any disease. disappear:

"It's really no problem. There are some minor problems. Your body can recover after a few more days of rest. For people living in slums, these are not illnesses."

"Alas," he glanced at Taihe, his face full of regret: "You said you have hands and feet, why do you want to take up time at this time for petty gains? Worshiping Day is for patients who have changed after a period of treatment to recuperate. As for the evaluation, you should wait at home, and someone from us will go to your home to take your pulse."

"It's a bit bad to take up other people's time now - if you want to get feathered beast eggs and vegetables, go and get them. Each person can only get one. We have people who record your appearance and name. Don't take more, otherwise you will go to jail. blacklist."

The young priest who checked Taihe's pulse repeatedly and confirmed that Taihe was indeed fine waved his hand impatiently, asking Taihe to go and stay aside quickly, so as not to waste the time of the follow-up doctor. The thinly-clad civilian behind Taihe was shocked when he heard what he said. I couldn't help but echoed incessantly, and I was quite disdainful of the behavior of a strong and healthy man like Taihe who took his chance.

It can only be said that even if Taihe is disguised, he should go to Longmen to join the gangsters, instead of living in the slums as a spy. With this body, you can tell at a glance that he is not from the same family as the poor. How can anyone who works every day be like that? Taihe is so fat and strong?

When everyone feels good after having a full meal, a fat man comes out with grease stars on his face after eating - all fools know that you are not the same type of person as them, okay?

Taihe put away his wrist in embarrassment and left the chair quite embarrassedly, but he was here to get the news after all. Thinking of the way the priest's eyes lit up when he heard about the priest communicating with outsiders not long ago, Taihe said to him before leaving. He bowed his hands to the others waiting behind him:

"I'm sorry, the natural disaster in the capital was severe. I lost a lot of my family's belongings when moving to the mobile city. I couldn't resist the pressure from others, so I had to flee to Gouwu. If I offended anyone, I hope you will forgive me."

After saying that, regardless of whether others believed it or not, or what their expressions were, he walked straight to the reception desk, picked up a bag of fruits and vegetables, thanked the person who gave it to him, and then turned around to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

The greeting behind him did not exceed Taihe's expectations. It was confirmed that the Taiping priest had fallen into the trap, and a smile appeared on the face of the Yan Kingdom warrior: It's safe!

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