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The answer An Chengli gave was very definite, so An Zheng knew that this matter was not as simple as he had imagined. Originally, from all the evidence, he could easily deduce the empress dowager's identity. But An Chengli said that everyone was present at that time, so it was not Chen Shaobai who killed him.

As An Zheng walked back, a very terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and even he himself shuddered in fear.

Three dynasties old official, Zhuge Yan, died, people suspected the empress dowager. Everyone suspected the empress dowager even if Minister of War was dead. Now that Sang Haijing was dead, everyone would still suspect the empress dowager out of habit.

An Zheng thought back to what An Chengli had said and suddenly grasped onto a key point ? An Chengli said, although all the people he saw were there, the guards in the shadows did not know.

Was this a reminder?

Yes, An Chengli was the one who was reminding herself that the empress dowager still had a hidden force.

By the time An Zheng returned to the Heavenly Awakening Sect, it was already dark, and there were fewer and fewer people watching him on the street. An Zheng knew that in the shadows of this street, there were still some people watching him, watching the movements of the Inside the Heaven's Enlightenment Sect. To outsiders, the Heavenly Awakening Sect was mysterious and shallow. This was a contradictory phenomenon that made people more curious.

There were hundreds of powerful and sturdy men in Heavenly Awakening Sect, many of whom guessed that there were many experts amongst them. However, sect master was also a young man like An Zheng, so there didn't seem to be anything to be afraid of.

This was a contradiction, what right did An Zheng have to be the sect master?

In fact, An Zheng had purposely created this atmosphere, so people were suspicious of him, which was why they were not sure about the background of the Heavenly Awakening Sect. In fact, when it came to cultivator s, only An Zheng and the others had any background.

It would be wrong to say that he didn't have any backing. There was an old Huo in the Heavenly Enlightenment Sect. He was a master blacksmith. There was a good cat, this was the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation's Eye. There were also several purple-rank divine artifacts that were enough to move the hearts of cultivators at the peak of this world.

Qu Liuxi sat at the door and chatted with Old Huo. She was waiting for An Zheng to return. These few years, she had already gotten used to waiting for An Zheng to come back before she would go to sleep. Although she did not even speak a single word when An Zheng came back, she did not intend to let An Zheng know that she was waiting for him.

On the other side of the Martial Arts Practice Field, Gu Qianye was sitting on the wall and swinging his legs, seeing An Zheng's figure entering the door. He jumped down from the short wall, with his hands behind his back, he casually returned to his own room. Then, as always, he dug a hole in the pillow and quilt on the bed, burying himself in it. He slept on all fours, without a care in the world.

On the other hand, Qu Liuxi was different. When she returned to the house, she would quietly study and read her favorite medical book. Waiting for the dead of night, she would enter the Heaven Defying Seal to refine pills. She did not have a teacher, her medical skills had long surpassed Mad Qu's, and she could only rely on herself to understand everything.

In fact, the Heavenly Awakening Sect itself was a strange existence, completely out of place in this world.

In the eyes of a normal person, who were those people who did not need a large amount of time to cultivate and achieve success? Of course, it would be those with illustrious backgrounds. Their family clan could prepare them for anything. Including the cultivation of cultivation art, including the pill.

While every single person in the Inside the Heaven's Enlightenment Sect all came from a humble background, they all looked very relaxed as well. This was something that An Zheng had created for them.

An Zheng sat by the window and looked out at the bright moon, frowning slightly.

In his mind, he could see Sang Haijing's kind and kind face, then Sang Rou's face that was covered with tears, and then Chen Shaobai's pretty yet unclear face.

An Chengli more or less reminded An Zheng that the person who killed Sang Haijing could be the empress dowager's man.

At least it's not Chen Shaobai, is it?

But An Chengli had underestimated An Zheng. It was impossible for him to know that An Zheng had once been the head of the Law Department of Great Xi.

An Chengli made two mistakes. The first was to remind An Zheng that the culprit was the empress dowager's secret power, and the second was to mention the words lead the imperial bodyguard ? Was it necessary to mention it? Of course not, he said, because he felt the need. He wanted to tell An Zheng that lead the imperial bodyguard Chen Shaobai was there and he was not the one who killed him.

Chen Shaobai was one of the empress dowager's people, he was the commander of the Embroidery Palace. He had to be someone the empress dowager trusted very much. But why was An Chengli protecting Chen Shaobai?

It was very dark outside, so An Zheng left his room and climbed out of the courtyard wall like a ghost. His body blended perfectly into the darkness of the night, and no one noticed his presence.

In a small alley, two people squatted and whispered. They were one of the sentries staring at the Heavenly Awakening Sect, and no one knew who they came from. An Zheng quietly crept up from behind the two of them, and stood behind the two of them.

"I wonder when the ghost chore will end."

One of them said in a low voice, "What can you do to keep an eye on that crappy courtyard? It's time to evacuate us."

Another sighed and said, "Who asked us to have bad backgrounds? Of course we got all the hard work."

An Zheng attacked from behind them, with a palm strike, two people were knocked out unconscious. Then, An Zhengdun came down, and rummaged through the two of them for a while, but didn't find what he wanted.

Not long after, An Zheng appeared behind another sentry and used the same method to knock this person out. He rummaged around for a while but still found nothing.

When An Zheng put down the fourth sentry post, he finally found what he was looking for.

This fourth sentry was also the only one who noticed An Zheng. The moment An Zheng made his move, he turned around and tried to resist.

An Zheng found a tablet on this person's body, and compared his own, it was almost exactly the same.

It was just that the words on An Zheng's tablet were Vermillion Bird, and the name on the person's body was the Black Tortoise.

An Zheng sat on the ground and drank a mouthful of the wine gourd from the man's body.

Roughly half an hour later, the person woke up and covered the back of his neck with his hands as he moaned in pain. When he saw An Zheng who was sitting in the darkness and staring at him, he was immediately stunned. An Zheng sat in the shadow at the corner, but his eyes were bright with killing intent.

"Take me to your leader."

An Zheng threw the iron plate with the Black Tortoise engraved on it over: "I'll go right now."

"We... We are on the same side, and I am here to protect you. "

the man said.

An Zheng waved his hand impatiently. "Bring me to your leader."

That person hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still compromised. He brought An Zheng and left, passing through many small alleys, and finally stopped outside a normal looking commoner's house.

The man turned and said to An Zheng: "Think about it well. Even though you and I are both people who work for the King, the division of labor is different. Once you force yourself to see us clearly, your position will also become a bit unstable. "

An Zheng didn't say a word as he opened the door and walked in.

The yard was not big, and with the help of the moonlight, An Zheng realized that he had planted quite a few vegetables. The lights in the room were still on, and a few figures could be vaguely seen.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

An Zheng heard a familiar voice, but his heart was not happy at all. Once again, that terrible thought appeared in his heart, piercing it like an awl.

Chen Shaobai pushed open the door and walked out, in his hand was a cucumber, crunching his food: "I planted it myself, do you want one?"

When he said "one", he emphasized on his tone. It sounded like he was having a bad taste in his mouth.

He pointed at the cucumber rack not far away, as if he was very satisfied with his achievements.

An Zheng turned around and left, because he did not want to see the appearance of the other people in the house. As for the people in the house, they did not want An Zheng to know their identities.

Chen Shaobai carried the cucumber and walked out, and casually picked two tomatoes from the side. He threw the cucumber head into the trash can just before he went out the door. He wiped the tomato onto his shirt and started walking as he chewed it.

The two of them left the alley one after the other and arrived in a forest in the city.

Chen Shaobai could not help but laugh, "You invited me into the forest so late at night because you did not have any good intentions. Fortunately, I am willing as well. Otherwise, it would be meaningless for you to not be able to beat me. "

An Zheng turned around. "I want to ask you a serious question."

Chen Shaobai found a big tree with a cross over and jumped up to sit down: "Yes, some are, some aren't."

Facing such an answer, An Zheng actually didn't know what to say for a moment. He originally thought that Chen Shaobai would quibble, and that the process would be complicated. However, Chen Shaobai clearly knew what he wanted to ask and replied immediately.

Chen Shaobai magically took out a few more cherries from his sleeves, and said while eating them: "I already knew that I wouldn't be able to hide it from you. The first person in this world to find out the truth must be you. You see, I know so much about you, and you know so much about me? I'm afraid you don't know anything, you heartless. "

An Zheng was slightly angry: "You've lost so many people, yet you're still in the mood to joke around?"

Chen Shaobai shrugged his shoulders, "Does how many people die have anything to do with me? The first person wasn't killed by me, and the second person wasn't killed by me. Therefore ? What are you angry with me for? "

An Zheng was stunned, because he truly did not know how to treat Chen Shaobai.

Chen Shaobai suddenly laughed: "If I really killed the person, would you kill me?"

An Zheng did not answer.

Chen Shaobai laughed even more brightly: "Hahahaha... You actually hesitated. Are you still deceiving yourself that you aren't treating me as your friend? Based on your hateful personality, you actually started to hesitate. "

An Zheng said: "I am just thinking how I should kill you."

Chen Shaobai curled his lips. "Alright, you don't need to be so heavy, because all of this has nothing to do with you, right? "There are too many things for you to care about. Are you tired of meddling in everything?"

An Zheng asked, "Why is that so?"

Chen Shaobai countered with a question, "Could it be that you really didn't think of the answer?"

An Zheng knew the answer. The answer was precisely that terrifying thought at the bottom of his heart.

Chen Shaobai spat out the cherry core, "A king who is unwilling to become a puppet, other than secretly rubbing himself in pain, what else can I do? On the surface, he seemed to be as obedient as a cat to the mighty empress dowager. However, deep in his heart, there was no time where he didn't want to first crush that empress dowager before killing her. "It's actually quite pitiful. However, to be able to endure for so long, it's also very scary."

He ate the last cherry and spat out the core like a bullet. "Do you think that a man like him would have any fair way of fighting the Empress Dowager? Of course not, if it was anyone else, they wouldn't be able to do so. "

An Zheng said: "So the reason he sent people to kill Zhuge Yan, kill Hao Pingan, and kill Sang Haijing, was to blame to the empress dowager? To move the mountain over his head, he had to kill his own arms?! What good would it do? Those people are still afraid of the empress dowager, and do not dare to help him! "

Chen Shaobai: "An Zheng, you're too open and upright, so you can't understand this kind of shady behavior. What Mu Changyan did was to hurt the hearts of those people that relied on the empress dowager. Those people would think, If one day Her Majesty wants to get rid of me, will she be merciful? Those people will also think, if one day I do a very, very small thing for the King, will I be eliminated? Of course, this was not because they were more loyal to the Empress Dowager, but because they feared her even more. What happens when people are extremely afraid of another person? "

An Zheng: "I want to know who killed Hao Pingan and who killed Sang Haijing."

Chen Shaobai: "No one moved."

An Zheng's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

Chen Shaobai: "I said no one killed anyone ? ?" Again, no one killed. Zhuge Yan died after taking his medicine, which was something he and Mu Changyan had discussed beforehand. He was too old, he wouldn't live for more than a few days, so his death was the first wave that caused the chain reaction. It was I who entered Zhuge Yan's house that day, but I just walked in and walked out without saying a word. Then Zhuge Yan would know what he had to do. "

"There is a kind of loyalty you cannot understand, the whole thing was suggested by Zhuge Yan, he set himself how to die. Not just his own, but a plot for how other people would die. Some of the older, almost useless people deserve to die. "

Chen Shaobai's voice was somewhat low, just like An Zheng's mood.

"I don't know how Hao Pingan died, nor do I have the interest to know, but Hao Pingan's death should have been an accident. At least in the short term, Mu Changyan didn't have any intentions of letting Hao Pingan die, as that was one of his helpers after all. Oh right, Hao Pingan knew about the matter of death from the beginning as well. "

"Then there's Sang Haijing."

Chen Shaobai gestured at his own chest: "That hole is so big, it looks very scary, doesn't it? He poked it himself ? Even now, I still can't understand how an old man with no strength can stab a dagger and turn around ruthlessly. You should know that people who commit suicide don't usually choose to use a knife, because pain can cause a person's willpower to plummet, and pain can cause a person to lose strength. That's why many people were unable to commit suicide with their own blade. Think about it, how ruthless was Sang Haijing ? "

He jumped down from the tree. "I can't understand loyal officials more than treacherous ones."

He patted An Zheng's shoulder. "It's cruel, isn't it?"