When the palace gate was pushed open, the light of the oil lamp sprinkled like water.

Su Dawei, who was following the witch Xuezi, looked up secretly and glanced quickly.

This glance surprised him a little.

The Taoist temple looked dilapidated outside, but it was clean and there was no dust inside.

The hall is simply decorated, with only a statue of Laojun and an altar.

At this time, a man stood in front of the altar with his back facing the door.

The light of the oil lamps on both sides shines, casting many shadows of light and darkness.

Su Dawei didn't have time to take a closer look, so he followed Xuezi into the hall.

Only then did I realize that there were two rows of young men standing on both sides of the hall, like door gods and bodyguards.

They straightened their waists, their hands pressed against the outside of their thighs, slightly lowered their heads, silent.

If Su Dawei hadn't had a good look, he would have almost done that these are all clay statues.

Walking forward from the hall gate, I walked a total of seventeen steps.

Xuezi stopped.

Another Japanese samurai who followed her immediately stopped, pressed the handle of the knife, glanced around with vigilance, and felt a strong aura on her body.

Su Dawei stood on the other side, guarding Xuezi's side with the warrior one left and one right.

The hall was silent.

As the candlelight was beating, Su Dawei noticed that Mr. Shu strode to the person in front of the statue and whispered: "The Shinto witch brought it here."

The man at the altar nodded slightly, did not make a sound, and did not rush to turn around. Instead, he lit the three incense sticks with flint, held the incense in both hands, bowed to Laojun statue three times. After inserting the incense, he turned around and said, "During the Warring States Period, Li Er left three thousand words to go west to Hangu Pass, and since then he disappeared, but in fact he went to Sanhan in the end. After that, Li Er's learning was very popular in our Sanhan."

After hearing this, Xuezi had not responded yet, Su Dawei's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

These words are as shameless as a country in later generations.

And the man's voice seemed familiar.

Could it be that I have seen it myself?

Although the warriors standing on both sides did not say a word, their eyes were fixed on Xuezi and Su Dawei.

He had no choice but to look out of the corner of his eyes.

With a little faint candlelight, I unexpectedly discovered that this person was a woman.

She was wearing black clothes and stood in front of the altar. Behind her was a huge statue of Laojun. Cigarettes rose from the altar, and in the mystery, there was an indescribable sense of power.

But Su Dawei looked at her face quietly, very strange, and he probably hadn't seen it before.

While thinking about it, Xuezi nodded slightly to the other party: "Miss Hua is there anything important to come to me?"

Su Dawei's ears moved slightly, and his heart seemed to be flashed by a flash of lightning.

Miss Sai?

He remembered it!

Kazuhiko Kazuhiko...

When I investigated the last time that Xi Xiufang was killed, I met Xi Chunyan once. That time, Xi Chunyan was questioned by herself as Xi Xiufang's maid.

When I realized something was wrong and wanted to arrest me, the woman had already escaped without a trace.

After that, Su Dawei put a lot of effort into finding her, but unfortunately, in the vast Chang'an, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Judging from her appearance now, she obviously has been dressed up with disguise, no wonder she couldn't find any clues before.

An Wensheng's attention flashed through Su Dawei's mind again.

Before An Wensheng left Chang'an, he solemnly handed over the matter of Xi Chunyan to him, wanting Su Dawei to avenge Xi Xiufang.

Unexpectedly,

Sure enough, Xi Chunyan is still in Chang'an.

Even though she didn't expect that she actually had a connection with Shintoism in Japan.

Su Dawei held back his urge to rush forward to capture Su Chunyan.

Since you have already found the clues, you can't be anxious now. Let's see what these people are selling, find out the whole story, and then do it.

He was very confident and did not take the half-demon Mr. Shu, the witches, Xue Zi, and the other people in his eyes.

The fragrance is wafting and faintly enters people's sense of smell.

I don’t know what the three incense sticks that Yu Chunhiko just lit were, but it smelled refreshing.

After a moment of silence, Huo Chunhiko smiled slightly: "Of course it was for the last agreement. For the last incident, we Hualangdao made a lot of efforts, but we did not get what we deserved..."

"It turned out to be for this matter. Didn't you say it before? Last time it was an accident. Who would have expected that the bad guy would find us so quickly. In addition..." Xuezi's bright eyes flashed and fell on Mr. Shu's side: "Mr. Shu's whereabouts are not hidden, and he has revealed traces, causing us a lot of trouble."

"Ahem."

The half-demonic-blooded Mr. Shu couldn't help but cough a few times, as if concealing his embarrassment.

Others didn't think the three of them were different from the simple words, but when Su Dawei heard it, he burst into his heart.

What happened last time?

Hualang said, by the way, I remember that Master Li once told him that this Sui Chunyan seemed to be a disciple of Zheng Xiliang of Silla.

Zheng Xiliang was originally from Baekje, but later, for some reason, he turned against Baekje and joined Silla.

This person uses incense as a method and creates an incense technique, which can cure diseases and save people, and can also kill people invisibly.

He had a disciple named Kim Yu-shin, who was a Silla Immortal, and was both literary and military, and was Kim Seung-man's right-hand man, and he was very prestigious in the court.

As for Hualang Dao, it is also called Hualangtu, Lang family, romantic disciple, national immortal disciple, and Fengyue disciple.

It is a youth group organization of the feudal aristocratic class of Silla during the Three Kingdoms period of Korea. It was founded in the 37th year of King Zhenxing of Silla. Its purpose is to organize young people to practice martial arts together, instill feudal morality and promote patriotism, and cultivate many loyal and patriotic warriors.

Moreover, Hualang is not only a warrior with great martial arts skills. When holding a grand ceremony, Hualang is also responsible for playing musical instruments, painting, writing poetry, etc.

In short, in Su Dawei's understanding, he is the "special force" belonging to King Silla.

What exactly happened? Not only did Shirasa Haruhiko collude with Shintoism in Japan, but also sent Shira Kaorang?

That must be a special thing.

When contacting the half-demon Mr. Shu, Su Dawei felt that this matter was not necessarily related to the case he had investigated before.

While thinking in my heart, Xuezi continued, "No one company has taken advantage of the last time. You asked me for benefits. I also want to ask the person behind you..."

Her voice suddenly became extremely subtle, and she quickly pronounced a name.

Seeing that Xi Chunyan's eyes moved slightly, she said with a smile: "Oh, can you still be angry? Forget it, I won't mention it last time, let's talk about what's going on."

"I came for this."

Xuezi nodded and stopped and said, "But are we the only two?"

"Well, you guessed it right, we have to wait for one more person."

After saying this, Huo Chunhiko did not continue.

The hall was quiet for a while.

Su Dawei frowned secretly, and there were too many doubts in his heart.

Unexpectedly, following the clues of Half Demon, you will find that these Japanese people have other secrets.

And Yukiko and Kazuhiko from Silla seemed to be planning a major event secretly.

And what they said just now may be related to the case that Su Dawei handled before.

The more I think about it, the more I feel the headache. Why did these diplomatic countries get involved again...

Both Japan and Silla have a good relationship with the Tang Dynasty, at least on the surface.

But everything I came into contact with today greatly subverted this view.

By the way,

Su Dawei suddenly thought that if this Xi Chunyan was really Zheng Xiliang's disciple, then she should belong to Silla.

Why did you assassinate Xi Xiufang last time?

Isn’t Xi Xiufang also a secret line for the Silla mission? She is the personnel who help Silla collect intelligence in Chang'an.

It seems a bit unreasonable for Silla people to kill Silla people.

If Kasuhiko is not from Silla, which side does she belong to?

Baekje or Goguryeo?

She mentioned earlier that Hualang was involved in the previous incident, and this Hualang belonged to the direct line of the Silla king.

In this way, Huo Shuhiko must belong to Silla.

Naxi Xiufang...

Su Dawei felt that his mind was in a vicious cycle.

Logically, it became a mess.

In the hall, someone coughed softly.

Su Dawei looked up and glanced.

The young warriors standing on both sides said nothing, and the coughing sound was definitely not what they made.

Seeing these people wearing ordinary clothes, but wearing black belts with wide and three fingers around their waists made Su Dawei think of a certain martial arts rank in later generations.

Could these people be the ones from Hualangdao?

The coughing sound would not be made by the warrior beside him.

This samurai with a unique Japanese hairstyle, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, standing upright with his waist and spine, standing like a pine tree.

His eyes were staring hard, posing like a hawk and dog-like, and staring fiercely at the young warrior standing in the two rows of the hall, intimidating with his eyes.

Of course, the coughing sound would not be made by the witches Yukiko and Kasuhiko.

That is Mr. Shu, who is half demon blood.

Su Dawei's eyes fell on his face.

Just at this moment, Mr. Shu let out a hoarse laugh, his face half buried in the darkness, and he whispered: "Here you come."

The witch Xuezi turned her head toward the palace gate. At almost the same time, everyone in the hall, including Kurahiko Yu, stared at them together.

The light outside was dim, and I felt a black object moving quickly.

Huh ~

The fierce wind blew up and surged with countless dust.

The candlelight in the hall swayed for a moment, and countless shadows flashed, as the Buddhist scriptures said to sway the world.

A low smile also blew into the hall with the wind and sand.
Chapter completed!