Yuan Buyi is a very interesting person. The first time Xue Poye met him was at the Huiyuan Pavilion Restaurant in Hangzhou. At that time, he was making tea and entertaining guests in the restaurant with great interest.

His skin is very dark, like black coal, and he is a character that people can remember at first sight.

The only business Yuan Buyi and Xue Poye ever made was twenty-one horses. When the transaction was completed, Yuan Buyi even left a joint to facilitate the future business.

There is a street in Nancheng, Hangzhou, known as the Funeral Street. There is a "Long Ji Coffin Shop" there, which is the meeting point left by Yuan Buyi.

From the very beginning of this incident, the word "Yuan Buyi" did not exist in Xue Poye's mind, because this person had almost disappeared from his mind. As a profit-seeking businessman, Xue Poye did not spend too much time at all.

Spend a lot of time remembering him.

On the Beihu Prairie, Xue Poye felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw Mr. Ghost, but Yuan Buyi really had no weight in his mind. After racking his brains, this person's name never appeared in his mind.

inside.

Until before leaving, Ulachi's inexplicable sentence "The dead always lie in the coffin" made Xue Poye's mind more active than ever. He knew that Ulachi's words were definitely used to remind Mr. Ghost of his identity.

, so Xue Poye analyzed it carefully and thought that Mr. Ghost's so-called transaction was nothing more than searching for horses, and the coffin... The three words "Yuan Buyi" finally popped into his mind.

As soon as these three words came out, he immediately thought of how Mr. Ghost's short and fat figure was very similar to the Yuan Buyi he had seen before.

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"Yuan Buyi?" Ouyang Dexiu seemed to be considering the name carefully, but after thinking for a long time, his face was blank, and he shook his head and said: "Master Xue, I don't know this person, and I have never heard of this name."

Xue Poye was silent, then suddenly smiled and said: "General Ouyang doesn't know, that's fine. Well... please forgive me, the general's inspection and defense of Yanmen Pass... hehe, it needs to be more strict."

A person will always lie and put on a show, but a person who is good at observing words and emotions can see through the other person's thoughts through his eyes. Xue Poye is not a master at observing words and emotions, but he still has the ability to see through eyes. Ouyang Dexiu's

The eyes were very clear, without any flicker, and the marchers would not hide their eyes, so Xue Poye was convinced that Ouyang Dexiu was telling the truth.

Yanmen Pass is a bitterly cold place. If it were not for the responsibility of guarding the territory, no one would be willing to survive in such a place. So early the next morning, after bidding farewell to Ouyang Dexiu, Xue Poye took Xiao Shitou and Ximen Lei Zang and

Several Habayashi guards who came with him set off to return to the capital.

That day we were delivering military rations to Yanmen Pass. The convoy was huge and could not travel very far in one day. It took nearly half a month to go. However, this time the people and horses were relaxed and galloped across Shuozhou and Yunzhou. They worked hard all the way. On the fourth day, they arrived.

Arrive at Hangzhou Prefecture.

To go to Kyoto, you have to pass through Hangzhou, so after arriving in Hangzhou that night, Xue Poye led Ximen Lei Zang and others to Hangzhou Guanyi, and told Xiao Shitou to go back to Han Garden.

Inside the Hangzhou Pavilion, more than a dozen Yulin guardsmen that Xue Poye had brought from Kyoto stayed here and waited.

Xue Poye did not even take a break at night, nor did he go back home to visit. Instead, he ordered ten Yulin elites, including Ximen Lei Zang, to rush to the funeral street in Nancheng, Hangzhou at night.

This street was extremely deserted at night. Xue Poye led the crowd to stop on the street and first sent a spy to check out the situation. After a while, Yu Linwei came back quietly and reported: "Sir, we have found the Longji Coffin Shop.

But no flags were hung."

Xue Poye touched his nose and sneered: "Brothers, after we get there, according to the previous arrangements, I have sealed the front and back doors, including the roof. I will take two brothers in."

Ximen Lei Zang said hurriedly: "Sir, I am afraid that there is danger in this humble position. I will just lead people in."

Xue Poye shook his head and smiled: "I have gone through countless risks, but I don't believe that I will end up in a small coffin shop." Looking at the strange and deserted long street, he waved his hand fiercely, and eleven figures appeared like in the dark night.

Eleven ghosts entered the long street.

This is a group of elites who have experienced too many severe moments. It is dark inside. Like other shops on this long street, they are lifeless and lifeless. Perhaps due to the influence of many years of funeral business, this street is already full of strange things.

the breath.

The Yulin Guards have tightly sealed the front, rear, left, right and even the roof of the Long Kee Coffin Shop. Under their control, it is difficult for anyone to leave the shop.

The breeze blew gently at night, and the wind blowing along this long street carried a strong smell of paint, which was the smell of paint on the coffin.

Xue Poye couldn't help but cover his nose. The smell made him feel the breath of death.

"Is Shopkeeper Leng here?" Xue Poye knocked on the door and called softly.

Although Xue Poye could not remember the name of the shopkeeper of Longji Coffin Shop left behind by Yuan Buyi's subordinate Zhou Zheng, it was not difficult to know the name of the shopkeeper of Longji Coffin Shop.

There was silence in the house, without any echo.

Xue Poye frowned, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, he pressed his palm on the door, and a burst of energy burst out of his palm. With a muffled "bang", the door latch broke, and the door was immediately opened.

Ximen Raizo and the two Habayashi guards were all shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect that the deputy chief guard's energy cultivation was so deep.

The smell of blood came to my face.

Ximen Lei Zang pinched open the wax head and lit up the fire folding device. A faint light illuminated the shop, while Xue Poye and everyone in the group gasped the moment the fire folding device was lit up.

They have all seen dead people, but seeing a dead person in this situation gave them a chilling feeling.

In the main hall, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties sitting on a big chair. He was already a dead man. An arrow was shot from the back of his head and came out of his mouth. The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open.

, quite a feeling of not being able to rest in peace.

Xue Poye resisted the double oppression of the smell of paint and blood, walked to the body, gently closed the middle-aged man's eyes, and sighed: "Shopkeeper Leng will never be able to live in peace if he is killed by his own people, wrong.

The mistake is that you chose the wrong master."

He was able to confirm that this was the so-called Shopkeeper Leng.

Ximen Lei Zang and others were still professionally cautious and did not understand Xue Poye's incomprehensible words.

Xue Poye put his hands behind his back, stared at the several newly painted coffins in the hall, and sneered: "Yuan Buyi, Yuan Buyi, your movements are so fast. But you are too stupid. I am still suspicious of you.

, but you killed and silenced me, which undoubtedly confirmed your identity for me. You may not have thought that the death of Shopkeeper Leng made me certain that Mr. Ghost is Yuan Buyi, and Yuan Buyi is Mr. Ghost!"

Yuan Buyi was originally a smart man, but smart people are often misled by their cleverness.

"Huang Ting!" Xue Poye called out a name.

A Yulin guard behind him immediately said respectfully: "My lord, I am here to serve you!"

Xue Poye thought for a while and then ordered: "It is said that your hometown is Guizhou in the southwest?"

"Yes!" Huang Tinggong said; "I am from Heyang County, Guizhou Prefecture."

"Okay. Huang Ting, I want you to do something now. You lead two brothers and return to your hometown in disguise. Well, the scope will be enlarged. In the northern area, you will collect for me a Mr. Ghost... or Mr. Ghost.

Don't give up on Yuan Buyi's news, I want to know what kind of person he is and who he is working for... You should understand what I mean?" Xue Poye touched his nose with a serious look on his face.

Thoughts authentic.

Huang Ting immediately said: "Beizhi understands that if this person really exists, Beizhi will definitely find out all the three generations of his ancestors, eight aunts and nine mothers-in-law."

Xue Poye nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good."

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Although he came to nothing at Longji Coffin Shop, this was the result Xue Poye wanted. If the shopkeeper Leng was alive and well, and killed himself and Yuan Buyi were just ordinary friends, it would make Xue Poye unhappy.

Poye didn't dare to be sure easily, but Yuan Buyi's cleverness made the matter come to light in an instant.

Huang Ting took two people and headed to the northern border of Da Chu overnight. Young Master Xue Poye had no choice but to give them some funds for their activities.

Ximen Lei Zang led the other brothers back to Hangzhou Guanyi, while Xue Poye returned home overnight. The two ladies had long known the news of Xue Poye's return from Xiao Shitou. As the saying goes, one day without seeing is like three autumns, and they were all here

Waiting in the hall, Yuezhu even cooked the soup himself and waited for her husband to come back to drink the soup.

Xue Poye also missed the two ladies very much. He drank soup with the two ladies. Although he was a little tired, he still chatted with them for a long time.

Naturally, he would not tell the story of his distress. He would try to put everything into perspective so as not to worry the two of them.

The red candles were lit, and after a lot of rain, Xue Poye held Xiao Suzhen's plump body and said softly: "Suzhen, you... you are so good!" The feeling of running freely on Xiao Suzhen's body is really good, this sentence

Spoken from the heart.

Xiao Suzhen tasted her husband's mighty firepower. At this moment, she was like a docile kitten nestled in Xue Poye's arms. Her soft hands gently stroked Xue Poye's chest and said softly: "Xue Lang,

Are you...are you tired?"

Xue Poye touched Xiao Suzhen's plump ass and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Little darling, haven't you fed me yet?"

Xiao Suzhen was so shy that she lightly hit Xue Poye and said coquettishly: "Xue Lang... you... you are bad...!"

With fragrant jade in his arms, charming and warm, Xue Poye stroked Xiao Suzhen's skin as smooth as mutton-fat jade, but there was an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart. He had always been fearless, but at this time, a feeling of panic appeared deep in his heart.

mood.

This is his home, his woman is in his arms, and he has huge industries and connections in Hangzhou. All of this really exists, but this enviable thing is likely to be lost due to the crisis in Kyoto.

Becomes nothing left.

Now that I am in it, I can't retreat. If I lose, I will be defeated completely.

He stared at the jade-like beauty in his arms. This woman believed that he could protect her, so she resolutely married him. How could he live up to his thoughts about his daughter?

In order to protect all of this, and to protect the people around him, he can only do his best to find a living space in the chaotic order of Kyoto.

"I must win!" Xue Poye secretly vowed that no matter whether His Majesty the Emperor lives or dies, he must find a stable living space in this political game.

"Hmm...!" Xiao Suzhen groaned: "Xue Lang...it hurts...!"

Xue Poye heard the moan of ecstasy and hurriedly looked over, only to see that his hands had been on Xiao Suzhen's plump and white breasts at some point. He had inadvertently used force and scratched his beloved.

"Baby...!" Xue Poye kissed Xiao Suzhen's breasts. The frankincense was greasy and extremely warm, and he couldn't help but react again.

Xiao Suzhen felt Xue Poye's body straighten up, pressing against her lower abdomen, her face turned red, and her voice sounded like an ant: "Xue...Xue Lang...be gentler...have mercy on me...!"

Xue Poye smiled tenderly and entered the land of lingering again.
To be continued...