Heavenly Dao Formula

When the sound of clappers sounded, the bustling long street was empty on weekdays.

After the assassination of the prince, the capital city, which has not had a curfew for decades, has entered a state of alert again. Shops can only be opened until Haishi at most, and residents are not allowed to stay out overnight. This ban seems to have strengthened the law and order in the capital, but in fact it opened the door of convenience for Xia Fan.

The night without pedestrians and lights is the best cover.

Everyone climbed up to the roofs of the buildings across the street from the Privy Mansion one by one—these masonry houses facing the street basically have three floors, and the ridge of the roof exceeds the top of the wall, so they can easily peek into the situation behind the wall.

After circling around the Privy Mansion, Li returned to his hiding place and nodded to everyone, "Everything is normal, and the defense of the Imperial Guard is basically the same as during the day."

Xia Fan took a deep breath.

"Very good. After Xinwu is in place, we will start to act."

"So when you entered Luo's room, did you prepare like this?" Luo asked suddenly in a low voice.

"Uh... It's easier to speak alone, but the process is basically the same... Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"No... I just think it's quite expert. No wonder the guard disciple I arranged is useless. Now that I think about it, it's normal to lose to you."

Xia Fan was dumbfounded.

"Does the listener even teach this? Heaven really knows everything." Qianzhi sighed.

"I don't think so," Li pouted, "it's more like the accumulation of his daily life - when he wandered with Master, he must have done a lot of it."

Hey, the more you say it, the more outrageous it is.

Just when Xia Fan wanted to defend himself, there was a sudden commotion from the direction of the gate of the Privy Council Mansion.

A few alchemists rushed out of the street, as if they wanted to break into the Privy Council, but were forced to stop by the imperial guards with long spears. The alchemist did not use spells, but argued loudly with the guards. In the quiet night, even if they were more than a hundred meters away, they could vaguely hear the sound even if they were hiding on the roof.

"I have important tasks to attend to, so why can't I enter the headquarters?"

"Can you be responsible for delaying the matter of the Privy Council?"

"His Royal Highness ordered that all alchemists on the register must be investigated. Are you planning to disobey?"

"Take them down!"

The clash drew patrols on both sides, leaving the street a brief blind spot.

——It was almost the same as the time agreed by Xinwu.

"action!"

Xia Fan immediately put away all distracting thoughts and said in a deep voice.

"Immortal art, dragon scale." Luo lightly drew out a thin flying sword, and Qianzhi immediately tied a bundle of hemp rope to its end. Then the former controlled the flying sword to cross the long street and the wall of the Privy Council Courtyard, and wrapped the rope around a tree.

"Then... let's go."

"Be careful." Fang Xiandao said with rare seriousness.

"Don't worry, I will." Xia Fan nodded.

"In case... I mean, in case something happens, please send Qianyan. She can't make mistakes." He added another sentence.

Xia Fan immediately took back all the positive comments.

"Young Master, Crow's Mouth." Qianzhi muttered.

"This is a good reminder!"

While speaking, Li had already transformed into a fox, and easily stepped on the rope to reach the mansion.

"Next."

Qian Yan also walked like flying, his light body was almost weightless, and he passed the long street at a trot all the way.

Although Luo Qingqing is a circle bigger than the living dead, and his eyes can't see things in the distance clearly, but with the flexibility of his body and strong sense of balance, he actually walked over the rope.

To be honest, this is not the same as Xia Fan expected. He thought that everyone had to grab the rope and climb over, but he didn't expect his teammates to be very skilled, and he became the slowest one instead.

But things have come to this point, forcing everything is a secondary matter. He rolled up his sleeves and began to cross the street holding tight to the rope.

At this time, an accident happened suddenly.

While the guards at the gate were still tying up the alchemist, a team unexpectedly broke away from the crowd and walked towards the corner of the street.

Since it was an unconventional patrol route, they only needed about thirty breaths to cross the corner.

Fang Xiandao was the first to notice this situation. He immediately gestured to Xia Fan, but at this time Xia Fan had climbed to the middle of the road, and it would take the same amount of time to return or continue forward.

For the alchemist, this time is enough to reach the destination, but the hemp rope still in the air will become a clue to expose everyone!

"Qianzhi, good at responding." The little girl pointed to the road the other was walking, "Icing...jutsu!"

A piece of inconspicuous frost quickly spread on the ground, and because they were covered by the shadow of the wall, they couldn't be detected by naked eyes at all.

The soldiers walking in the front stepped on it without warning.

Then he fell solidly to the ground.

"Damn! This place is so slippery!"

"Hahahaha...look at how bad you are."

"Did you drink too much horse urine yesterday?"

Not only did his fall not arouse the slightest vigilance, but it caused a burst of laughter from his teammates.

"Can this be my fault too?" The other party got up cursing, "It's a fool, why don't you try it?"

"Okay, that's how it is in winter. Frost is nothing, it's troublesome when the snow melts. Let's go, don't stop here and let others see the joke."

With the captain's voice, the laughter gradually subsided.

The team only stayed for a short while, but this time was enough for Xia Fan to climb into the towering courtyard wall and retrieve the hemp rope.

"The main hall of the Ministry of Records is just to the east of the Privy Council Mansion, and the gate is also guarded." Li Hui, who was in charge of the investigation mission, reported, "More than that, the lights in the hall are all on, and it seems that there are still people active."

"Normal, I'm afraid His Royal Highness wants to find something inside." Xia Fan looked towards the top of the hall, "We'd better go from the top of the building. According to Qianyan's memory, the terrace there can go directly to the filing room. Next, we'll see Fang Yanni's." .”

Facts have shown that the Fang family in Lingzhou does not only produce magic sticks.

Although the eldest disciple lacked confidence in what he said, the actual effect was better than everyone expected - just as everyone walked along the wall to the vicinity of the main hall, they saw the guards above swearing and fleeing from their guard positions, followed by the guards behind him. , a buzzing swarm of bees.

"Well done, that girl." Li praised.

"Compared to the big disciples of the Fang family in its heyday, this level can only be said to be barely qualified." Qian Yan's evaluation was quite strict.

The seven or eight meter height of the Lubu Hall did not pose any difficulties for the four of them. With the help of Fang Yanni's cover, they quickly crossed the roof and entered the hall from a terrace.

It was brightly lit inside.

In Xia Fan's eyes, this place is simply a library. The hall is divided into several floors, and orderly wooden shelves and closely arranged books can be seen everywhere.

Compared with it, Jinxia City's recording department is as simple as a roadside bookstore.

I am afraid that the only thing that can be compared with it is the Book Collection Pavilion of the Luo family.

Luo sniffed lightly, frowning slightly, "It smells like blood."

"Really?" Xia Fan leaned down and looked down through the gap in the stairwell—in the hall on the first floor, there were more than a dozen corpses lying here and there, blood staining the granite floor. Some of those corpses wore the armor of the Custodian Army, while others wore the black robes of the Privy Council.