Fan Yang yelled, "Young Master is not good, the big thing is not good", and hurriedly rushed into the courtyard door, but it was empty - the courtyard was silent and empty, the bedroom door was half closed, and the table was still on the table. There are uncollected dishes, the porridge has cooled down, but no one has disappeared.
Fan Yang wondered, "Where did you go this early in the morning?"
While hesitating, someone shouted from outside, "Head dart, another letter has arrived!"
Fan Yang hurriedly turned over and walked out the door, saying, "Come here, show me the letter..."
The Luming Escort Bureau suddenly received an anonymous biography, threatening to come to the door to worship "Beidou Bone Huan Qigong" within three days. Fan Yang felt strange in his heart, so he came to Wen Heng to discuss countermeasures. However, he never imagined that this letter was just a snowflake before the storm began. In the next few days, various people from all over the world with unknown origins showed their magical powers, harassed them in turn, or chose to shoot people in the room while they were eating. Darts, or hang the bloody clothes on the gate of the dart board in the middle of the night... Anyway, how outrageous and how come, all kinds, all kinds of strange, but all of them have only one purpose: to ask the Luming dart board to hand over Wen Heng, and the "Beidou Bone Washing Magic" in his hand.
Fan Yang had no choice but to close the door to thank guests and suspend all business of the Luming Escort Bureau.
But what worries him the most is not the endless harassment, but the behind-the-scenes owner of the Luming Escort, his backbone, Wen Heng, who hasn't appeared since that morning.
Xue Qinglan disappeared with him.
Fan Yang was on the verge of losing his mind and going crazy every day. It was too late when he realized that something was wrong. In the two days when he was hesitant and thought that Wen Heng was only going out for a short time, Xue Qinglan had already left Zhanchuan City with the dazed Wen Heng and set out for the north. Go to Muzhou.
A few days later, outside the city of Yanzhou.
Yanzhou is the junction of Jiuqu, Muzhou, and Tuozhou. Although it is a gateway, because it is sandwiched between the three major forces, there is no martial arts sect that has become popular, and there are only some rivers and lakes rangers. There are all of them, but it is also convenient for those martial arts practitioners who do not want to reveal their identities. As long as they change into ordinary clothes and do not do anything with others, they can quietly integrate into Yanzhou City, and no one will notice.
A group of people rode horses through the woods and ran to the countryside. After galloping for about a meal, they saw a manor house in the green shade ahead, with a ditch suspension bridge in front of the door, and two men in gray guarding at the end. , There are four big characters inscribed on the door plaque, and the book is "Fengping Mountain Villa".
Everyone stopped their horses in front of the suspension bridge. One of the men in gray stepped forward and asked who was coming from the other side. Although the two sides were far apart, the voice came clearly and clearly. Very extraordinary. The leader sitting on the horse's back said loudly, "I am waiting here from Siyou Mountain, and at the order of the family master, I have come to visit the Dharma protector."
The two guards whispered a few words to each other and made a gesture from a distance, and then someone moved the mechanism from the villa, lowered the suspension bridge, and let their horses pass through.
Someone in the horse team whispered: "What a big battle, and it's not the real estate of the Chuixingzong, how can it be so popular?"
Amidst the sound of horses' hooves, the companion beside him whispered, "Although it is not an important place for sects, it is also an extremely important contact point - you didn't see him beckoning just now, how many archers are in ambush in the woods?"
The man really didn't pay attention. Hearing what he said, he hurriedly looked back while crossing the bridge. Only this time did he notice that there were dots among the dense branches and leaves around him, like a shimmering light on the river surface, it was the sun shining on the arrow. , reflecting a dazzling edge.
After crossing the suspension bridge, everyone dismounted and walked inside. Walking through the courtyard surrounded by lush flowers and trees and surrounded by clear streams, and came to the main hall, the attendant in gray made a "please" gesture, and said in a flat tone: "Your honored guest, wait a moment, my master will be here immediately."
The leader bowed his hands to him, politely said "you have a job", and took his subordinates to sit down. After a while, a servant brought tea, but the man just sat upright and did not reach out to touch the tea bowl.
After a while, a pale blue figure turned out from the back hall, the footsteps were almost silent, it was a young man with long hair, pale and handsome, and his face was a little tired. He looked younger than everyone present. He was clearly a little white-faced, weak and vulnerable, but the leader was extremely cautious, and even faintly feared. Seeing him coming, he got up and greeted him and said, "I've seen Protector Xue."
Xue Qinglan waved his hand to signal him to sit down and speak, then walked to the main seat to take a seat, and asked casually, "Who are you?"
"It's under Li Zhi," the man replied respectfully, "is a disciple of the Chu family's sword school."
"Oh," Xue Qinglan said, "Why isn't the surname Chu?"
Li Zhi: "…"
This was the question he hated the most in his life, but Xue Qinglan had to give her face. Just as Li Zhi was searching for words and phrases in his stomach, thinking about how to explain the matter in a tactful and decent way, Xue Qinglan seemed to have skipped an irrelevant topic and continued to ask, "What are you doing here?"
Li Zhi choked slightly, and then said: "The Patriarch of our sect has made an agreement with the Sect Master of your sect. I heard that the Dharma protector succeeded in one fell swoop, so I took the liberty to come to see him, and we have to discuss the plan with the Dharma protector."
Xue Qinglan sneered and said with a teacup, "I've already done what I've done, why don't you dare to say it? Wen Heng has been caught by me, and he's currently locked in the dungeon of the villa - what do you think? Isn't that what you heard?"
Li Zhisan apologized and said with a smile: "The protector's eyes are like torches, that's exactly how it is. Since Wen Heng has already been captured, please ask the protector to hand over this person to the next, and I will return to the master."
Xue Qinglan supported her head, as if she was still tired, and said lazily: "The Chu family's sword faction is so big, and his hands are stretched out in front of me."
Li Zhi's tone of voice was like a chat, but Li Zhi's heart was "squeaky", the hairs on his back suddenly rose, and he immediately realized that he had said something wrong and provoked this ancestor.
"If Chu Song is really old and confused, he should go back to his old age as soon as possible, and don't disturb the wind and rain here, and he is not afraid that the waves will break his bones." Xue Qinglan sneered bitterly, "What is Wen Heng's status now, how many people think about it? Want the head of his neck? You want to take people away from me as soon as you touch your upper and lower lips, do you think I am particularly easy to deceive, or does the noble faction simply don’t care about the Weeping Star Sect?”
Li Zhi was covered in cold sweat, and hurriedly got up and pleaded guilty: "The Dharma protector calms down his anger, he is making a slip of the tongue. This party has always respected the Weeping Star Sect and has no intention of deceiving!"
Xue Qinglan didn't speak, just sat high on the main seat and looked down at him indifferently.
Li Zhi hunched his back, only to feel that his sight was so important that he wanted to press himself into the dust. The lobby was empty, and everyone else was sitting. He was the only one who stood in the center like a clown, acting humbly. The humiliation brought to him by this scene was almost the same as when he was in Yueying Mountain. The shame of being defeated by Wen Heng for the second time, and finally being swept away by the Chunjun faction.
But so what? Time has changed, and now he has become Chu Songzheng's confidant by his own ability, but Wen Heng has become a prisoner. Even if Xue Qinglan holds him in his hand, he will eventually die at the mercy of the Chuixing Sect and the Chu Family Sword Sect and die under his careful planning. Down
Vicious hatred flashed in Li Zhi's eyes, and even the shame of bowing his head in front of Xue Qinglan was diluted a little. Speaking of which, Xue Qinglan is not a good thing either. When facing him, no matter how he looks or gestures, there is always a sense of arrogance and arrogance - but Xue Qinglan always has the confidence to be arrogant. disgust.
"The protector must also know that the "Beidou Bone Washing Magic" has long been lost and is not in Wen Heng's hands. We just wanted to use a knife to kill people, so we deliberately spread some rumors outside." Li Zhi calmed down, reorganized his thoughts, and said to Xue Qinglan, "It's down. I understand the concerns of the Dharma Protector, and our faction can also trust the Dharma protector. Since the Dharma Protector insists on not befriending anyone, Wen Heng will stay in Guizhuang for the time being. Wen Heng will go to the meeting in person, and after the event is completed, the faction will fulfill its promise to the Weeping Star Sect."
Xue Qinglan seemed to be reluctantly satisfied this time, and said coolly: "Okay. What a 'knife trial meeting'. The Chu family is going to sing a big show, and I will be there to support it."
Only then did Li Zhi straighten his waist slightly, and after thinking about it, he said, "I still have an unkind request."
Xue Qinglan said impatiently, "Speak."
"This..." he said with love and affection, "I had a relationship with Wen Heng once, and I wanted to go into the dungeon to have a look at him, and I hoped that the guardian would allow it."
"Do you recognize him?" Xue Qinglan gave him an indistinct look at him, and said mockingly, "I'm still afraid that I will fool you, and want to go to the dungeon to see if Wen Heng was really caught by me?"
Li Zhi hurriedly said "don't dare", but did not explain further, apparently tacitly acquiescing to Xue Qinglan's statement.
Although Xue Qinglan was rude to Li Zhi, after all, it was a joint effort between the Chuxing Sect and the Chu Family Sword Sect, and it was impossible for him to not give the Chu Family face, so seeing Li Zhi insisting, he nodded lightly and said, "Yes. "
"But you are the only one who can go in," Xue Qinglan pointed at the people behind him, "There shouldn't be any of these people who have old friends with Wen Heng, right?"
Li Zhi understood and smiled: "No. Then there is the Law of Labor Protection."
Xue Qinglan, the master, led Li Zhi to the backyard. When the two figures completely disappeared behind the screen, the rest of the people quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Hufa Xue was young, but he was too eccentric and uncertain. One point... Strangely, a good jade tree was cast in the Weeping Star Sect. No matter which sect his temperament was placed in, in the end, they all reached the same goal, and ran wildly in the direction of the devil.
Feng Ping Villa covers a vast area and has many organs. It took half an hour to go. When the two returned to the main hall, Li Zhi bowed slightly to Xue Qinglan, and said, "There is a lot of harassment today, so I will leave now. On the fifteenth of this month, our sect will be waiting for Hufa Xue at Hengwu Mountain."
Xue Qinglan raised her hand, without even looking at him, she said indifferently, "come here, see off."