Chapter 503 Seats

A horse-drawn carriage was driving on a busy street.

The horse is a tall horse with dark and soft coat and bright eyes.

The car is a high-roofed carriage made of ebony, which is expensive and low-key luxury.

Sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed and meditative, was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a gloomy face.

This person's surname is Bai and his given name is Yongyan. He is a guest in the palace of the King of Shu. He is good at refining elixirs and medicines. He has good geomancy and is deeply trusted by the King of Shu.

In addition, he also has another identity - the deputy helmsman of Luzhou City of the Holy White Lotus Herringbone Sect.

Da da da.

The crispness of the horse's hooves cannot be concealed even in the busy streets.

Suddenly, Bai Yongyan opened his eyes and whispered to the carriage driver in front of him through the roller blind: "Stop at Jilin Hall ahead."

Jilintang is the name of a medicine shop. Every once in a while, Bai Yongyan, an alchemist, will go to the medicine shop to buy medicinal materials.

The carriage stopped slowly. Bai Yongyan stepped out of the carriage, looked up at the yellow gourd hanging under the Jilin Hall plaque, and casually asked the carriage driver to wait outside the door for a while while he stepped into the pharmacy.

Seeing that this regular customer was extremely enthusiastic, the drug store owner asked his waiter to greet a few customers. He walked out of the counter and stepped forward quickly, saying respectfully: "Mr. Bai, you are here. What medicine do you want to grab today?"

There was no expression on Bai Yongyan's face, and he just said lightly: "Fangfeng, medlar leaves, Poria cocos, three-year tiger blood vine..."

When the name of the medicinal materials was finished, the shopkeeper frowned and recalled it, then hesitated and said: "What a coincidence, the three-year-old Tiger Blood Vine has been sold out here. How about I take you to the warehouse to take a look? There are a few two-year-old Tiger Blood Vine there. .”

"Um."

Bai Yongyan nodded, and under the leadership of the medicine shop shopkeeper, he walked up to the second floor and came to an empty room.

There was no one around, so the medicine shop owner bowed respectfully to Bai Yongyan and said softly: "Mr. Bai, Director Song is waiting for you inside."

"Open the door."

Bai Yongyan said indifferently.

This Jilin Hall is the property of the Luzhou Branch of the White Lotus Sect. The shop owner and the shop assistants are all White Lotus believers.

In normal times, they operate normally, helping the world by hanging pots and selling medicine to save people.

But if Sheng Bailian gives the order, they can also poison the medicine with enthusiasm, or even release the poison to pollute the water source of the entire Luzhou.

As a guest of the Prince of Shu, Bai Yongyan has a special status and cannot be exposed.

Whenever his superiors wanted to contact him, they would quietly change the size, color, and pattern of the gourd hanging at the entrance of Jilin Hall.

Meet in the secret room of Jilin Hall.

The drugstore shopkeeper took the key from his belt and opened a secret door.

The secret door leads to another room, where several people are already sitting.

Song Jie, the helmsman of the Luzhou branch of the Holy White Lotus, several deputy helmsmen on the same level as Bai Yongyan, and... two young women in white?

Bai Yongyan's heart moved. He seemed to have seen these two women somewhere.

He stepped into the secret door, and as the door closed, he also remembered that the two women turned out to be the maids beside Holy Son Bailian.

‘Why are they here? ’

Bai Yongyan was a little confused. The White Lotus Sect forces in Luzhou City were basically the private army of a certain protector.

The protector did not deal with the Holy Son, and had several conflicts.

Why did the maid of the Holy Son appear in Luzhou? And it seems that Song Jie, the helmsman of Luzhou, was having a pleasant conversation with them?

Isn't Song Jie afraid that someone would report to the Dharma Protector and remove him from his post?

Or is it that the Protector has given up competition with the Holy Son and has peacefully coexisted?

Bai Yongyan's mind was racing, but his face remained expressionless.

Song Jie saw Bai Yongyan approaching, stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Bai is here, please take a seat."

Bai Yongyan sat on the chair and cupped his hands. He glanced at the two maids and asked, knowingly: "Master, these two are..."

Song Jie introduced: "These two holy sisters are the handmaidens beside our holy son. They came to Luzhou this time to share the helm with us in Luzhou to discuss the auspicious affairs of the Annan mission."

"Isn't this...thing already discussed?"

Bai Yongyan hesitated and said: "After the Annan mission enters Luzhou, they will stop at Yongling Temple. The next day, the King of Shu will hold a banquet at the palace to welcome the Annan mission.

At that time, we cooperated internally and externally, and when the banquet came to an end, we made a surprise attack on the Prince of Shu's palace and robbed the iron cage that held Xiang Rui. "

The top management of the White Lotus Sect attaches great importance to this plan and started planning it several months ago.

In order to increase the probability of success, the Holy Cult Protector distributed supplies to Luzhou Branch in an attempt to arm the people participating in the plan to the teeth.

"That's right originally."

Song Jie nodded and looked at each other with the two maids, "It's just that something special happened now..."

Bai Yongyan frowned and asked, "What's the situation?"

"We wanted to get closer to where it happened,"

Song Jie said slowly: "It's not that I don't believe you, but if I can actually be at the scene, I can definitely increase the probability of the success of the operation.

So, can you arrange a place for us at the banquet? "

"What?"

Bai Yongyan frowned, stood up and said in a low voice: "Impossible! The Prince of Shu's palace is heavily guarded. Even I, a guest minister who has served in the palace for ten years, only have the opportunity to attend the dinner.

There is no hope of arranging extra seats. "

His gaze, engraved with dissatisfaction and suspicion, bounced back and forth between Song Jie and the two maids, "Master Song, is this the meaning of the protector, or is it your own idea?"

"It's my own idea."

Song Jie sighed, looked at each other with the maid, and sighed: "Since we can't arrange seats, we have to adopt the second plan."

"Second plan?"

Bai Yongyan vaguely felt that something was wrong. All the eyes in the narrow room were attached to him, cold and indifferent, seeming to engulf him.

"yes."

Song Jie nodded, "Look, can you voluntarily give up this reputation and let us take your place and enter the Shu Palace..."

As he spoke, Song Jie's face also changed quietly.

Forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, mouth and ears, hair...

After saying the last word, Song Jie's face turned out to be exactly the same as Bai Yongyan's.

"you!"

Bai Yongyan suddenly sat up from his chair and looked at Song Jie in fear, "Did you imitate my face?"

"It's not just about imitating your whole face."

Song Jie shook his head and showed a sinister smile, "Since you are unwilling to cooperate with me, I have no choice but to ask you to go to hell."

The faces, bodies, and limbs of him, the two dignified and noble maids, and the other deputy helmsmen of Luzhou Branch,

Fine green plant fibers poured out continuously.

Endless vines hung down to the ground, spreading rapidly along the floor, filling all the gaps in the room.

Bai Yongyan's screams and thunderous flames were all sealed in the narrow chamber.