After the Western Army entered Bianliang, many merchants had already left, either to Taiyuan, Puzhou and other places in Hedong, or to Runzhou and Hangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. The small house that Ji Wuliu bought was quiet in the middle of the noise, and it was only three streets away from Ji Wuliu's noodle shop; after he personally settled Park Guxiong, Ji Wuliu rarely came over, and if Park Guxiong wanted to get any news, he would go to the noodle shop to eat noodles.

Although there are very few strangers in Pig Killing Alley, it does not mean that there are none, Park Guxiong often appears in the noodle shop as a small businessman, except for a little surprise at the beginning, after a long time, the neighbors are familiar with it; the arrival of the Western army has brought a large number of strangers, and even the small courtyard of Yang Zhi's house has been sold, what else is impossible.

In fact, Park Guxiong didn't come very often, and only when he needed information, Park Guxiong would come once; he really needed to meet urgently, and Park Guxiong would rather choose to come to the door at night; Ji Wuliu's noodle shop was only open until dark, and at night, only Ji Wuliu was in the store, and Ji Wuliu lived in a side room in the backyard, and the people outside couldn't see the scene in the room at all, so it was very convenient for Park Guxiong to climb over the wall and go in, and then the two discussed things under the candlelight.

The room is neatly organized, and there is even a small bookshelf full of books, which looks like two completely different worlds from the noodle shop outside, and a person who can stay in such two completely different environments for more than ten years deserves Park Guxiong's respect. Park Guxiong followed Ji Wuliu into the room, closed the door with his hand, and all movement was cut off from the door; Ji Wuliu picked up the teapot on the desk and poured a cup of tea for Park Guxiong.

The tea leaves are very good, the tea fragrance is not strong, it can be seen that Ji Wuliu is deliberate, in order to prevent the tea fragrance from wafting outside, so that people can find out the abnormality; Park Guxiong's face has a touch of pain and anger, and the failed assassination of the second sweet water lane, like a mouse, coughs and gnaws at his heart all the time. Yue Jian is deeply valued by Wu Qimai, how noble he is in the Jin country, and now, because his plan was leaked, Yue Jian has become a dead corpse, Park Guxiong believes that Wu Qimai will not give up, and he and Gao Qingyi will definitely be suspected of Wu Qimai's intentions.

After listening to Park Guxiong's description, Ji Wuliu sighed and said: "You are a victim, no wonder a good monk will let you be an outsider to use the network of the Double Dragon Society, and Gao Qingyi will let you be in charge of the entire plan." The black hand behind the scenes has become the biggest accomplice of the Song people, this is the result of the competition between the big people above, the gods fight and the little ghosts suffer, you have to have such an awareness; ”

As a disciple of Li Shining, he figured out the whole story almost in an instant, but Park Guxiong pondered for a day and a night before he had a rough outline; Park Guxiong asked without giving up: "Don't you need to run away? I just need to tell Gao Qingyi your identity, and you are also the object of suspicion." ”

Ji Wuliu spread his hands and said: "I don't know martial arts, and I can't do the feat of flying knives." In the current situation, there are fewer and fewer informants in Bianliang, and Youzhou can't make a mistake to kill a thousand; Do you have any family?"

Park Guxiong's face turned pale all of a sudden, the person taught by Li Shining was indeed terrifying, and every question was asked about his weakness; in Park Guxiong's plan, he had to escape this conspiracy and successfully send his family away. Park Guxiong said that he had no family in Jinguo, but in fact, he had secretly transferred his family to Quanzhou by taking advantage of the convenience of doing things, and the Goryeo people changed into the costumes of the Song people and spoke the Central Plains dialect, and no one could see the abnormality.

What Park Guxiong is most worried about is that he has investigated everything clearly, and he usually deliberately does not say anything, but in fact, someone has been monitoring his actions; in this way, his escape will become a joke, not only can people not leave, but also confirm the fact that he is the real culprit of this matter, and his family will suffer. At that point, Park Guxiong knew that he would be speechless, and the big people sitting on it would not give him this chance. Gu Puxiong knew that he was not the one who betrayed the plan, so he poured a large sip of tea and found that the tea turned out to be bitter.

Ji Wuliu smiled and said: "Do you think you are innocent? In my opinion, I am afraid that no, there are no innocent people in this line; you are a Korean, but you defected to the Jin Kingdom, and came to the Great Song Dynasty to do fine work, which in itself is a dangerous journey, and countless people have died because of your intelligence." Take a look at the fall of the Ssangyong Society in the Bianliang spy network, you can see that no one is a fool, and the opponent is very strong; whether it is the fine work of the Great Song Dynasty or the conspiracy of the Jin State, Yue Jian and the others have proved this news with their blood, and we have all become people who are to be punished. ”

Park Guxiong understood, Ji Wuliu expected that the monk was a heinous bastard, even if he couldn't say it, a good monk would also tell Ji Wuliu's identity; Park Guxiong lowered his voice: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Wuliu said calmly: "What the people above need is a scapegoat that can be handed over, and they will not allow us to find out the truth, what we have to do is to find another way." Tell me, is your family in the Great Song Dynasty?"

Pu Guxiong's face showed a vigilant look, the current situation made his body highly tense all the time, even in the face of a person like Ji Wuliu who did not know martial arts, Park Guxiong did not dare to relax; Ji Wuliu's eyes were clear, at this moment, the person in front of him was no longer a mediocre small noodle shop owner, but a person who shone with the same wisdom as a good monk and Wu Qimai.

Park Guxiong thought that Ji Wuliu had no friends, no family, and was alone in Bianliang, and he could kill the other party at any time with his martial arts, so he relaxed a little and said, "You guessed right, what are you going to do?"

"If it were me, it would be the same arrangement. Ji Wuliu saw the murderous intent in Pu Guxiong's eyes, and said without fear: "You can go to Runzhou to defect to the Great Song Dynasty, let them send someone to protect your family, the horse can arrive in one day, and you can leave tomorrow morning, and you can rest assured in two or three days." ”

"What about you?" Park Guxiong's murderous intent is even stronger, this step out means that he will bear all the charges, and there is no turning back on Dajin's side; on the contrary, he proposed to Ji Wuliu to go to Runzhou, Park Guxiong has some understanding, and if he defects to King Kang in Bianliang City, there is a chance that he will be sent to Youzhou as a gift. Ji Wuliu smiled and said: "If you don't kill me, I will leave tomorrow and go to Shaanxi to join Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi and I are neighbors, among the peers I have seen, as long as Yang Zhi is still a person." ”