Ye Zhoushan felt that his shabby outfit was too conspicuous, so he quickly found a small alley to take off his black robe.
Then I followed the two Y countrymen to the hotel where they were staying.
He couldn't get in, so he could only hide outside and see which room the two people entered.
After remembering it, leave quickly before curfew.
On the third day, he waited in the dilapidated house at the entrance again. After the two Y countrymen left, he quickly sneaked into Heping Avenue and sneaked into their room.
The furnishings in the room were simple. Apart from some daily clothes, there was only a locked password box.
Ye Zhoushan didn't dare to move rashly. He looked around first and found that the room was too tidy.
Every item is placed neatly, and the distance between items is exactly the same.
There was a broken hair at the window where it slipped in.
Although it is not conspicuous, it cannot escape the attention of Ye Zhoushan, a man with many schemes.
"Myna, that's right."
Ye Zhoushan gritted his teeth: "Bullshit, that's the letter I just saw from the room of the two Y countrymen. He should quickly check what's written on it. It's useless. Don't waste my brain."
Only after a closer look can I see that it is the Chinese character Y.
In the imperial capital, Bai Yuchun tore the secret letter he received into pieces. Yes, you can't touch anyone, except your best friend.
It should be said that the eldest son was a bit of a coward and was quite timid, so he actually dared to go to Heping Trail to cause trouble.
The two men sighed that Ye Zhoushan was a real man who regarded money as dirt.
"Bad brother, we are close friends who have fought together and shared life and death. We know how to address each other as brothers. We couldn't continue to cooperate before."
A small number of cold patients went to the hospital for treatment, and after diagnosis, it was confirmed that they were all poisoned.
"Brother, don't get excited, just listen to you first."
Lan Qingshuang pulled me up and said, "Myna, don't write it yet. He's looking at it. If you have made a mistake in the translation, you should write the eight characters Ye Fuman."
"Hurry up and see what those are."
Bai Yuchun was slightly surprised: "Myna, how could he pronounce Chinese characters?"
It is said that there is justice in the world.
Ye Zhoushan proudly lifted his overlong hair and said arrogantly: "Don't worship me. He has to learn my skills."
I found a pen and paper and copied down a few letters from memory.
"Damn it, I must eat a few more pig brains to replenish my body."
I can't touch anyone else, and I can only touch my Fuman.
Oh, there's no need to threaten me. Just say a word and you'll follow me.
He scratched his forehead, read the letter word for word, and then threw it away.
Ye Zhoushan Haha, you really think I'm stupid.
Then he divided the gold bars in a depressed mood and scolded Ye Zhoushan as a little fool for wanting all the gold bars.
Bad Qi asked: "Myna, are you still studying so late?"
"He is sure that the one written outside is Ye Fuman, your Fuman?"
"What happened to your Fuman? Why did it write your Baiyu?"
The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.
If it really is our Fuman, that guy would probably turn the border town upside down.
When Lan Qingshuang came back from patrol, she saw Ye Zhoushan working hard under the table.
Lan Qingshuang hesitated because she didn't know how to start the conversation, and I also knew how it would involve Bai Yu.
But we dared not make it public for fear of causing panic.
There is a conspicuous donkey cart parked outside.
After reading it, Lan Qingshuang shook her head and said, "Those are from later times. There was no mention of Fuman." Some other information was mentioned, but it had nothing to do with Fuman's affairs.
With red and swollen eyes and a terrifying cruel look, he tightly grasped Fuman's red hairband, which was sent along with the letter.
Just like painting, you first see the rules and know what it is, and then when it gradually takes shape, you realize it is a word.
"The letter asked the two Gu Mingfengs to keep a close eye on the capital and send Fu Man over as soon as possible."
I can write Chinese characters, and when I write, I follow the memory images outside my mind.
Lan Qingshuang felt like her arm was going to break after being grabbed by Ye Zhoushan.
Ye Zhoushan hissed, "What a cunning white-skinned ghost."
"My two brothers also know that you are not seeking revenge. These two lost something and the leader was just mad at you. Your purpose of revenge has been achieved. You dared not to touch them again before."
The white-skinned ghost took action as soon as he spoke and got off the donkey cart.
Bai Yuchun gradually realized in his heart, you know who those people are, you know what we are going to do.
Ye Zhoushan didn't recognize the Chinese character Y, and couldn't help but curse the white-skinned ghost for harming people.
He tore off the bed sheet, wrapped the valuables in it, and slipped out of the window again.
Use Fuman to threaten you to leave the imperial capital?
Ye Zhoushan's face changed drastically, and he looked at the place where Lan Qingshuang pointed, but I could see everything.
Yes, what Ye Zhoushan is thinking about now is indeed how to overthrow the border town.
Lan Qingshuang shook her head: "It's written at the bottom of the letter."
The only excuse they could use was that it was a new type of influenza that required individual treatment, and all the patients were isolated.
Take advantage of the night to find the two beggar brothers and give them the things.
Read the letter carefully.
Before Ye Zhoushan walked out of their sight, he ran back to the dormitory.
He went back to his room, changed his clothes, left a letter for someone outside his home, and went out alone to the place mentioned in the secret letter.
Ye Zhoushan was full of righteousness. He turned around with determination and showed off his skills in front of the two beggars and thugs.
He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Myna, did he bring the letter from Country Y up?"
Ye Zhoushan stuffed the letter I wrote silently to Lan Qingshuang: "Take another look to see if there is anything missing. Take a look slowly."
Even if we die together, you must bite a piece of our flesh.
Lan Qingshuang was stunned for a moment before she understood what Ye Zhoushan meant.
Lan Qingshuang was instantly overwhelmed and thought, "Forget it, I deserve the praise."
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