Since the next day, Zhao Langjiang has rarely spoken.

He placed the golden knife across his knees and sat on a mercenary, as if he had entered a state of meditation. Even if someone came forward to worship Li Qiuyi, he did not respond.

Li Qingcheng was a little worried and asked Xiao Jinyan, "This guy doesn't eat or drink, so he won't have any problems with his head, right?"

Xiao Jinyan said, "Yinyang City is where Li Qiuyi was the god of the Golden Sword. There are traces left by the King of Golden Swords that year. Zhao Langjiang obtained the inheritance of the Golden Sword. Only here can he understand the intention of the Golden Sword more thoroughly."

Two days after Zhao Langjiang entered the city, Yinyang City seemed calm, but in fact it was undercurrent.

The city lord's mansion secretly made a lot of noise, and the spies from the Northern Zhou and Western Chu seemed to be making noise. Especially after Yuwen Tianlu entered the city, even Xiao Jinyan sensed that many masters came to the city. Although they tried their best to hide their breath and reduce the fluctuations of the true essence, Xiao Jinyan's string power was very sensitive to the true essence and could always capture some traces that others had not discovered.

"I always feel something is going to happen these days, but I can't tell where I am. No matter what, the faster Zhao Langjiang can understand the inheritance of the Golden Sword, we will be more confident when facing the hidden Yang situation."

Li Qingcheng asked back, "How have you practiced martial arts?"

Xiao Jinyan didn't say anything and attacked Li Qingcheng with an unparalleled divine fist. Li Qingcheng did not expect him to attack suddenly, but after all, he was a master of Tongxiang. He was not able to catch up with Zhixuan. He vomited his internal force and forced his body to one side.

Xiao Jinyan followed like a shadow, with one punch as fast as a punch. After practicing millions of punches, he finally had a hint of fist intention. Li Qingcheng shouted loudly, and before the sword was unsheathed, he used a magic sword three-strike. Seeing that it was about to hit, Li Qingcheng suddenly felt a true energy attacking behind him.

Bang!

Li Qingcheng's body stagnated and staggered forward. Xiao Jinyan swung his fist and leaned across his cheek, smiling, "I am not as good as you in terms of realm cultivation, but if you really fight, you won't get any advantage."

Li Qingcheng was a little surprised, "How did you do the true energy that came from behind the punch just now?"

Xiao Jinyan smiled, "I thought of it by chance when I was walking with Mr. Jian and communicating and discussing that day. However, this kind of sneak attack can only be used once for one person, so I have to use it carefully."

Li Qingcheng said, "Let's go, go with me and meet an old friend I've never met."

"You have the first time in Yinyang City, and you have familiar friends?"

Li Qingcheng smiled, "I was not familiar with it at first, but I became familiar with it after assassinating me more often."

On the way to Yinyang, Li Qingcheng and Zhao Langjiang were hunted by several groups of people one after another. From Li Fangping's mouth, he learned that the reward order was issued by the old diesel shop in Baihufang. The two of them were sure that they were instructed by the City Lord's Mansion, but there was no evidence.

The two came to Baihufang and found the sign of an "old diesel shop" in a downtown area.

The business in the store was deserted, the oil shop had no windows, and it was a little dark inside. Two oil lamps were lit. There were four or five oil barrels at the door, and there were only two in the store. The shopkeeper was pounding the abacus behind the high cabinet, and a guy was left, leaning against the pillar and napping.

Xiao Jinyan and Li Qingcheng went into the oil shop and looked at them for a long time, but no one came to ask the customer. So he coughed, "Shopkeeper, can you still do this business?"

The shopkeeper didn't raise his head and said to the clerk, "Zhu Chong, the guest is here." The clerk was so loud that he cursed a few times, and had to put down his abacus, approached, and smiled, "Do you two want to buy oil?"

Li Qingcheng asked, "Business has been booming recently."

The shopkeeper said, "It's not a big deal. The situation has been tight recently. Everyone can't even afford to eat. Where can I have spare money to buy oil? The two customers, I don't know what oil I want. Our store has the best sesame oil, rapeseed oil, and peanut oil."

Li Qingcheng asked, "Is there any diesel?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The guest official was joking. The young man's surname is Chai, and he doesn't sell diesel."

Li Qingcheng said, "It's the kind that sprinkles on the ground and catches fire at a slightest. It's ten kilograms!"

Manager Chai said, "You are talking about fire tung oil!" He whispered, "You are really looking for the right place, but the tung oil in the shop is registered. If you purchase more than one pound, you need the official documents."

Tung oil is extremely flammable. To prevent people from using it for evil, it is supplied in limited quantities. If it exceeds the limit, it must be approved by the government to indicate the identity, purpose of the purchaser, etc.

Xiao Jinyan laughed, "Of course there is no document."

Manager Chai said, "It's not that bad, but the price is probably a bit expensive." Seeing the two of them, he asked again, "You two, don't buy it for a business of killing and setting fires, right? I'm afraid this small shop can't afford it."

Xiao Jinyan pretended to be hesitant and said, "To be honest, we have a powerful enemy who chased me and killed them all the way. My brothers thought hard and came up with a way to deal with him with tung oil."

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed and he suddenly became vigilant.

Li Qingcheng looked at the shop and said, "Boss Chai, you have a big business, but your business is not small. If you guess correctly, this picture of Songheyan hanging on the wall should be Tang Bomao's early work, right? Judging from the current market price, it is at least 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver."

Manager Chai changed his expression, "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming here?"

Li Qingcheng was very happy and said, "Come and buy tung oil and discuss a business with Boss Chai."

"What business? First of all, we will not accept the business that is serious and illegal."

"Is it a matter of killing someone?"

Manager Chai said, "If the price is appropriate, I will take it a little occasionally." He changed his previous respectful expression and said proudly, "Since you can find our Tiangang Thirty-Six, I guess you are not an unknown person. I wonder who introduced you to?"

The guy who had been sleeping against the wall opened his eyes and reached behind him, ready to pull out his weapons at any time. Li Qingcheng said, "Eat one bite at a time, and get ten kilograms of tung oil first." After that, he threw a piece of silver on the table.

The shopkeeper took out the jar and filled ten kilograms of tung oil.

Li Qingcheng took it, and with a thud, he poured the tung oil on the shopkeeper Chai. Suddenly, the smell of tung oil filled the store. Xiao Jinyan snatched an oil lamp and held it in his hand. As long as he let go, the entire old diesel shop would turn into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, the guy was about to escape, but Li Qingcheng took a quick step to control his acupoint and threw it back.

Manager Chai's face changed drastically, "What do you mean?"

Li Qingcheng came to him and said with a smile, "The thirty-sixth heavenly gang, I didn't expect to hide in an inconspicuous oil mill. It's really surprising. Manager Chai, I'm here, just want to ask you a few questions."

"Boy, who can you provoke us? You want to provoke our 36th Tiangang. You two are still young. I would like to advise you to put down your things. Maybe you have to discuss it, otherwise..."

Xiao Jinyan loosened his hand and the oil lamp fell to him. The shopkeeper Chai was so scared that he screamed. Xiao Jinyan copied the hand and grabbed the oil lamp back.

Li Qingcheng said, "My friend has been drinking too much recently and cannot hold his hands firmly. Manager Chai should think twice before he can do it."

Now he is covered in tung oil. With just a little spark, not only himself, but also dozens of shops in the entire Baihufang will burn into a sea of ​​fire.

"Speak with a hero!"

"I want to see, over the past two months, Tiangang Thirty-six has received the entrustment list."

Manager Chai said, "We Tiangang Thirty-six, we are based on integrity and keep the customer confidential. If we agree to you, how can we still be in the world in the future?"

Xiao Jinyan held up the oil lamp and shook his face.

"Slow down, slow down, be careful!" Manager Chai was about to collapse. "I am just a contact person at Tiangang Thirty-six, so where can I get any list."

Xiao Jinyan put the oil lamp three inches away, "Answer the question, I'll give you another chance."

"I said, I said!" said Zhangguan Chai, "The list is..."

The two of them came over, and a gust of wind blew, blowing out the oil lamp.

Seeing this, Manager Chai turned around and ran out before running to the door. A cold light flashed and a crossbow arrow penetrated into his chest.

The two of them chased the door and saw a few black shadows escaping from afar. When they returned to the oil shop, they saw that the shopkeeper Chai had turned black and died of anger. The guy who had previously been restrained from the acupuncture was nowhere to be seen.

Li Qingcheng searched in the oil shop and only found some petty and sporadic booklets, but there was no sign of Tiangang Thirty-six. "This should be just a link. It seems that the clue we are looking for is broken."

Xiao Jinyan pulled out the crossbow arrow from Manager Chai's chest, looked carefully, and said, "The court strictly controlled the crossbows and strictly prohibited the people from holding crossbows. This crossbow arrow is seven inches long and two inches shorter than ordinary crossbow arrows. It should not be a military standard, and it is painted with poison. If you can check the source of the crossbow arrows, you may have a chance."

Li Qingcheng sighed.

Xiao Jinyan said, "Li Xiancheng's intention to kill Zhao Langjiang is already known to everyone. Even if evidence can be found, this is his territory. If he refuses to admit it, what can we do?"

"What should I leave it to Yuwen Tianlu?"

"You underestimate Yuwen Tianlu too much. What is his identity? If you really want to kill Li Xiancheng, do you still need evidence?"

Li Qingcheng felt angry and punched a Pixiu in front of the high cabinet. He heard a "kick" sound. The picture of the pine crane hanging on the north wall of the oil-spreading wall slowly rose up, revealing a secret door.

The two of them were delighted, picked up another oil lamp and pushed open the secret door.

Going down the steps, there was a cellar under the oil shop. In the cellar, there was a smell of tung oil. The two of them looked down and saw that there were more than a dozen wooden barrels densely lined up in the cellar.

Xiao Jinyan approached and stabbed a wooden barrel with a crossbow arrow. The tung oil flowed down and covered the ground.

He said astonished, "There are so much tung oil hidden in an oil shop of less than two rooms. Don't tell me that these tung oils are used to light the lamp."

Li Qingcheng's face was moved. He came from a famous family, so he naturally knew that even the entire Li family in Jinling had only more than ten barrels of tung oil a year. It was strange that such a small shop had so much tung oil hidden.

"These tung oil is used to kill people."

At the secret door, someone suddenly said, "Yes, it's really for killing people."

The two looked up and it was the previous guy who had returned. He held a torch in his hand and looked at Xiao and Li coldly. He murmured, "Although it was not for you, you found out. Congratulations to both of you, you have won the prize!"
Chapter completed!