Night shrouded Kumazu Castle.

As the former capital of Baekje, Kumjin Castle has tall and heavy walls, and the buildings in the castle are divided into different functions.

It's a pity that since the relocation of the capital, all kinds of land to build private houses have been repeatedly prohibited.

Today, Xiongjin Castle has become a place of dragons and snakes, where old old cities are intertwined with newly built mansions and shantytowns.

The night was dark, and the sound of chanting was faintly heard from the house next to the alley.

I don't know which family it is.

The people of Baekje worship the Buddha and believe that the Buddha can transcend the suffering of the heart.

Among the dignitaries, there is also a market.

For example, the demon monk Daochen is also highly used in the top level of Baekje, representing the acceptance of Buddhism by the upper class.

The lights ahead are brilliant and bright.

It was the richest area in Kumajin City, and there was a faint sound of bamboo coming with the night breeze.

Closer you can hear the sound of the traditional local gayya.

"It's a nice piano to play."

Nie Su moved his ears and said softly.

"This piano is nothing, I'll play the pipa for you when I get back." Su Dawei said casually.

"Huqin? Brother, would you still do this? ”

"A little bit of understanding, a little understanding."

Su Dawei naturally wouldn't tell him that in his last life, he saw a master of Guoyin, named Fang Jinglong, who played the pipa in one hand and shook the world.

From south to north, from east to west, Indian, Korean, Persian, cowboy, all of them are not a problem.

At that time, Su Dawei, who could only play the guitar, had itchy hands for a while, and he studied the pipa for half a year, but he was able to imitate it for six or seven points.

It's a pity that he is a bad person in Datang in this life, and he has been busy, but he has thrown this craft away.

However, no matter how well he played the lute, it was of little use to him.

It is far less refreshing than him to investigate the case as a bad handsome, or to take charge of the Ducha Temple to grasp the information.

"Here we are."

An Wensheng remained silent until this moment before he spoke out to warn.

Buyudae, in Baekje, is an organization similar to Silla Hwarang.

The difference is that Fuyu Taili has a lot of snares for strangers, not limited to the children of nobles.

It should be said that Fuyutai is divided into several layers.

At the bottom of the floor, the children of the noble families of the high-ranking officials of Baekje are sent into it to act as guards.

Similar to Datang Qianniuwei.

Some of them were selected for outstanding performance, systematically trained, and then sent to the cities of Baekje to serve as local officials.

If any of them are outstanding, they will be selected to join the court as a central official.

At the same time, on the upper floor of Fuyutai, it is headed by the ghost room Fuxin and the demon monk Daochen.

The two of them are inside and outside, and they are in charge of the rest of the stage.

The main mastery of the ghost room Fushin is the selection mechanism for the children of the nobility.

Dao Chen, on the other hand, mainly manages the strangers who are recruited.

Daochen's status in Baekje is equivalent to an enhanced version of the Taishi Bureau's Lee Chun-feng.

As a state institution, Fuyutai does not need to be hidden, but is a part of the power structure of Baekje.

It's like the Tang Taishi Bureau, or the Silla Hualang.

There are bases in Kumjin Castle and Sihyun, the capital of Baekje Kingdom, and both are located near the most prosperous Miyagi Fortress.

Although it is a bit troublesome to infiltrate, it is undoubtedly much easier than the palace of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

Su Dawei, An Wensheng, and Nie Su were all strangers, and they easily climbed over the city and flew over the eaves without alarming any patrolling guards.

Soon, Su Dawei made a gesture and motioned for An Wensheng and Nie Su beside him to stop.

He had the ability to never forget, and he had already memorized the map in his head.

Pointing downward, An Wensheng nodded slightly.

Theoretically, Su Dawei had already found Fuyutai's stronghold building in Xiongjin City.

But this building is so big, it is impossible to determine where the owner is looking for is for a while.

You can only snoop cautiously first.

Su Dawei and An Wensheng were quick with their hands and feet, and soon opened a hole in the glazed tiles of the roof.

Don't move too much, lest the dust fall.

In case there is someone on the side, all the work will be wasted.

Under the tiles, the first is the beams and columns that support the roof vertically and horizontally.

Fortunately, it didn't block the view.

Su Dawei took a look, the lights in this hall were bright, and there was a middle-aged man wearing a Baekje robe, who was working at the desk.

"Do you want to be arrested and asked?"

"Otherwise, there are so many houses in this complex, how can you be sure where the ghost room Fuxin is?"

Su Dawei and An Wensheng bit their ears in a low voice, and suddenly felt a breeze blowing around them.

Nie Su actually passed through the hole in the roof without making a sound.

This hole is no more than a foot long, and tall people like Su Dawei and An Wensheng naturally can't pass through.

Even if it's an ordinary woman, it's unlikely that she wants to wear it.

But Nie Su's body seemed to be weak and boneless, shrunk slightly, and fell easily, his toes on the beams and pillars, and he was not shocked.

Su Dawei opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

Nie Su crouched on the beam in the room, raised his head and smiled at Su Dawei.

Then he looked down and made sure that there was no one else in the hall, and then he fell.

The middle-aged man who was working at the desk just felt that something was wrong, and before he could exclaim, he was put on his neck by Nie Su with a short knife.

The cold blade rested on his throat, and the middle-aged man only felt that his hairs stood on end, and he couldn't say a word.

Nie Su lowered his voice and quickly asked the man a few words in Fuyu.

The other party wanted to resist, but Nie Su directly slashed the skin of his neck, and before he could scream, he was sealed again, and when he was in pain, Nie Su's knife pressed against his throat again.

The man didn't last long, and finally said it.

Su Dawei, who was lying on the roof, opened his mouth, a little confused: "Nie Su, when will he talk to Yu?" ”

"I learned it in the afternoon."

An Wensheng had a strange expression on his face: "You were reading the information in the afternoon, she found someone here to teach him Fuyu words, and I helped her find someone." ”

That expression clearly said: Who knows that Nie Su can actually speak Fuyu words in one afternoon, demon!

Normal people learn foreign languages, even if they are as talented and intelligent as He An Wensheng, it took several months to learn Turkic dialect back then.

Is this Nie Su still a human brain?

Language wizard?

Su Dawei and An Wensheng were staring at each other wide-eyed, only listening to the slight sound of breaking the wind.

Nie Su had already pierced through the hole.

didn't wait for Su Dawei to ask, she first proudly invited credit.

"Brother, I asked, this person is the bookbook in Fuyutai, which is equivalent to the master book of the Tang Dynasty, and he told me that the ghost room Fuxin is entertaining guests in Nantai tonight, not far from here."

As he spoke, he pointed down again: "I was knocked unconscious, and I couldn't wake up in two hours." ”

Su Dawei gave her a thumbs up and couldn't help asking, "Your Fuyu language ......?"

"I learned it in the afternoon."

"Learning so fast? How? ”

"It's nothing, I just let people say the commonly used Buyeo language again, and then explain it to me, and remember it once."

Well, people are more popular than dead people.

This is innate, and envy does not come.

"Brother, I'll lead the way, follow me."

"Wait, if that man wakes up......"

"It doesn't matter if you wake up, it's a felony to leak secrets, forgive him for not daring to speak out, and I nailed the short knife you gave me to the table, which is enough to scare him."

"What short knife?" Su Dawei was stunned.

"It's the one you brought back from the Wannian Palace last time."

Nie Su was a little reluctant to say it.

Last time, Su Dawei accompanied the Wannian Palace, and later rescued Li Zhi from the Wannian Palace.

There was nothing else when I came back, but when I was chasing a suspicious person, I picked up a short knife similar to that of a widow.

He gave this knife to Nie Su.

I didn't expect Nie Su to ......

But after thinking about it for a while, Su Dawei immediately understood Nie Su's intentions.

If that person really dares to tell the leak, the people of Fu Yutai will not find out anything if they follow this short knife, and they will only be led in the wrong direction.

As for the group of people who accumulated stones and stored water back then, causing the flood of the Wannian Palace, would they find out anything from the short knife left behind.

No, no, no.

How many years has that knife been, who still remembers it.

What's more, the flood of the Wannian Palace, the most suspicious thing is the Western Turkic Zhiyun, this person has been dead for many years, so it is naturally impossible to trick the corpse and run to Baekje to recognize the knife.

"You're thoughtful, let's go."

Su Dawei praised him, and Nie Su's face suddenly showed joy.

She pointed in the direction of the south.

Take Su Dawei and An Wensheng to continue along the undulating buildings.

After about tea time, I came to a large hall with a beautiful shape.

"This is Nantai."

Nie Su said in a low voice.

Su Dawei nodded, glanced at An Wensheng, and the two of them moved together.

Slowly.

When I wanted to uncover the roof, I was stunned to find that the top here was not an ordinary glazed tile, but a large piece of fired terracotta, and the carved ornamentation was very exquisite.

This special tile is not only large, but also tightly occupied, and it is almost impossible to uncover it without making a little noise.

"Ami, this ......"

Su Dawei shook his head and pointed in the direction of the eaves.

The body sneaked over silently, hooked the protruding corner of the eaves with his toes, and hung his body upside down.

There will be cornices at the four corners of the building of the Tang Dynasty, and there are many dragons and beasts carved.

Baekje also has such a custom.

The horns hooked the protruding cornices, and Su Dawei looked inward through the bright window in the posture of hanging the golden hook upside down.

The windows are ajar, and the lights inside are extremely bright.

At a glance, I saw that the main hall was wide, and it seemed that a banquet was being held.

Sitting on the top of the throne in the hall is the Baekje minister I have seen during the day, the head of the Fuyu Tainan Terrace, and the ghost room Fuxin.

He was dressed in black at this time, and his cuffs were rolled with foreign beast gold edges.

The hat on his head during the day has long been removed, revealing his true face.

This person is nearly forty years old, with big ears, slightly raised cheekbones, and a pair of tiger eyes on his towering nose.

Bushy beard under the chin.

At first glance, this person sits there, just like a tiger.

From the bones, there is a kind of power that has lived on people for a long time and holds great power.

Although he is smiling, he seems to have a lazy expression.

But look at people and gods.

From Su Dawei's point of view, this person is like a tiger walking alone in the mountains and forests, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it is the most dangerous.

He is worthy of being a famous minister of Baekje.

Su Dawei pondered secretly in his heart.

According to the information checked during the day, most of the traps to deal with Li Dayong came from this person's handwriting.

When everything is clear, first get rid of the traitors in the Baekje intelligence line, and finally clean up the ghost room Fushin.

All those who participated in the plot against Li Dayong, one counted one, and none of them wanted to escape.

Su Dawei was thinking in his heart, and he couldn't prevent the eaves beast that was hooked by his toes from loosening, and he shuddered suddenly, making a soft sound of "click".

"Who?!"

The ghost room in the hall Fuxin's ears stirred.