The great hero, from nine to five

This matter was so exciting that both Ji Lian'er and Xun Wu were a little too excited. Even Bao Yuan, who was not interested at first, began to think about it like an explosion in her mind.

"Put it away first. No matter who this person is, it's better to let him rest in peace." Xun Wu and the others buried the things and spread them out, and then asked the most professional Ji Lian'er to study them carefully All around, resurface.

As a snitch, Ji Lian'er is not very familiar with how her colleagues in the soil work, so she has no idea how to restore the cemetery.

However, she still understood how no one seemed to be passing by.

After finishing these things, the three of them ran back to Yunzhou City, jumping up and down like playful children being expelled by their parents, and went to Bao Wuzuo's room, lighting a very small oil lamp, sitting at the table and whispering. communicating.

"This Zhao Yu is not dead, there must be something inside, no matter what it is, there must be something wrong!" This is what Bao Yuan said.

It stands to reason that she might be called Uncle Zhao Yu or Uncle Zhao Yu, but after her own tests, she found that Zhao Yu was not dead, and immediately realized that there was a problem.

First of all, the possibility that Zhao Yu is hiding and investigating the Gang of Five Immortals must be ruled out. If this is the possibility, Zhao Yu should have gone directly to the Prefect Bao a few days ago. May continue to hide.

Moreover, in order to hide the fact that he was still alive, he found someone who was similar in body and appearance to him, and then hacked to death with random knives, and finally burned beyond recognition. This is not the way of a decent person.

Since he is not a decent person and there is a possibility of conspiracy, then he is not worthy to be her father Bao Huaiying's "classmate". Of course, he is not worthy to be her uncle, so she doesn't need to call her uncle, she is Call them by their first names and state your position.

"Since Zhao Yu is not dead, I'm afraid many things and conclusions in Yunzhou will be overturned and rethought." Ji Lian'er was a little excited.

Although my previous answer was wrong, there is no problem.

If you are wrong, you are wrong. If you are wrong, it means that there are more secrets in this matter, and it means that this matter is bigger.

"Bao Yuan said while writing a letter to Bao Zhifu. This time, the matter is very big. She can't let Xun Wu directly follow Bao Zhifu. It is safer to write the letter by herself." If the prefect of a state wants to rebel, why bother? so much trouble?

In the prefect's situation, there is no need to make so many messy things, and there are simpler ways to cultivate one's cronies, why is this necessary?"

"It makes sense, it makes sense." Ji Lian'er nodded hastily, "Cat catcher, what do you think?"

I don't know what the magic power of this sentence is, but I have known Xun Wu for a long time, and I always like to ask "Xun Wu, what do you think" or "Xun Wu, what do you think", which makes Xun Wu

"There are a lot of problems here.

"I don't know exactly what Zhao Yu's ability is, but according to Bao Zhifu, it's not too bad. Moreover, he can feign death to hide, and he can hide every trace for such a long time, controlling every corner of the world by remote control. Gangs, of course, will not be simple.

For such a person, there is a more convenient way to not use it. If he insists on tossing around like this, it means that his original purpose is not to rebel at all, but something else

Xun Wu shook his head.

This person hides so well, what is the real intention, there is no way to figure it out without confronting him personally.After waking up during the day, Zhao Lue, whose work and rest became a little abnormal, was also in the room, helping Zhifu Bao to write a book, changing the review of the county government offices.

Although he seems quite tired, this person seems quite excited?

Xun Wu didn't know very well, although he was quite educated, he was not a scholar in this world after all, how could he understand the excitement of an underappreciated person really meeting Bole.

Of course, even so, Xun Wu did not let him participate in this matter. After all, he had just joined the Yunzhou government office, and Bao Zhifu was still testing him.After reading the letter, Prefect Bao almost frowned.

The life when he was a student is still vivid in his mind. He closed his eyes, meditated for a while, and nodded to Xun Wu to show that he understood, and then burned it directly with an oil lamp.

He already had some ideas about capturing the leader of the "Five Immortals Gang" during the day. Now that he read his daughter's letter, although he couldn't believe it, he still chose to believe in his two most loyal successors.

Xun Wu and others discussed and thought about the problems overnight, listed various possibilities, and misjudged some things before, and finally took a rest to restore their spirits.

At the end of the day

It was a woman in a black robe with bulging breasts, a bamboo hat, and a black gauze covering her face.

She had a dagger hanging on her waist, and an extremely long cold saw on her back. She walked to the grave with very steady steps, her eyes seemed to shine through the black veil

The Five Immortals Gang, the leader of the Fox Immortal Hall.

Every day, she would come here to investigate, just in case, although she knew that if someone really found out, it would be useless even if she came here to see it, but she would still come and take a look.

The soil looks a bit messy, there is no weird feeling when stepping on the ground, and there is no strange place around, maybe someone passed by yesterday?

She took off her Guan Dao from behind, grabbed the blade with her hand, and lightly poked the surrounding ground.

It seems that there is no problem.

She put the knife in front of her body, leaned half against the small tree by the roadside, closed her eyes, rested her mind, and waited.

After a while, suddenly there was a cry, she opened her eyes, took out a piece of millet from her pocket, and after a while, a white carrier pigeon landed and landed on her hand, pecking gently. Millet.

She waited until the pigeon had finished pecking the rice, and then she grabbed the pigeon's body, stretched out her hand, and took a letter from the pigeon's leg.

After taking down the letter, she took out another handful of millet, fed the pigeons, and then released the pigeons.

However, although she waited for the letter to arrive, she did not leave. After a short while, sure enough, another carrier pigeon came to her side with almost the same front and rear legs.

The two letters, their sources, their signatures, their seals, are the same.

However, it is not alone.