But he said that people from Ding Mansion and He Mansion requested orders to search Qingyun Temple to capture fugitives. After a search, He Luwei asked if the assassin had been found?
The guards all looked depressed, and the answer was written on their faces.
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen had no expression on his face, and his cold eyes scanned everyone's faces.
He Lu said: "Taoist Priest, I have offended many people just now. Please forgive me for being disrespectful."
Yuan Zhen said: "Why did Butler He say this? Since the assassin is not here, you should rest assured."
He Luwei smiled awkwardly and said: "That's it, I'll take my leave." He winked with Luo Zhenyi and Xiao Yongnian; everyone moved from the rear to the front and left Qingyun Temple dejectedly.
Ding Jiying said unwillingly: "Why, are you leaving now?"
He Luwei smiled bitterly and said, "My second young master, how long do you want to wait?"
Seeing that He Chengqi had gone away, Ding Jiying had no choice but to bow her hands to Ling Yun and walk listlessly toward the door.
After everyone had left, Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen asked Ling Yun to sit down again. Seeing that he looked depressed, Ling Yun couldn't say anything more.
At this time, Xintong came over holding an exquisite brocade box; when he opened it, the box contained a fine snow lotus.
Ling Yun thanked him repeatedly, then took out a thousand tael of silver notes from his arms and offered it: "This is a little thought from me, as a gift for the incense in the temple. It is disrespectful to be humble. I hope the Taoist Master will accept it." .”
Yuan Zhen declined and accepted.
Ling Yun said: "There are still things in Ling's house, so I don't dare to beg for mercy any more, so I'm leaving."
Yuan Zhen had no intention of staying, so he said a few polite words and ordered Xintong to see off his guests.
Xintong sent Ling Yun away and returned. When he saw his master's face was gloomy and his eyebrows were knitted together, he couldn't help but said: "Master..."
Yuan Zhen gave a light cry and motioned for him to close the door; then he entered his bedroom with him and took out a bunch of keys from the brocade bag at the bottom of the bed.
"Xintong, please stay at the door and let me know if anything happens."
Xintong nodded knowingly.
Yuan Zhen gently moved the table, and a small door appeared on the wall behind the table. Yuan Zhen opened the door with a key and got in.
Xintong stepped forward, closed the door again, moved the table back to its original position, then went out and stood guard at the door.
Yuan Zhen entered the door, bent down and walked down the long and narrow stairs, entering a basement.
There was only one oil lamp with a large flame burning in the room. The flickering light made the whole room flicker, making it look eerie and terrifying.
There was a person lying on the bed against the wall. His chest was thickly bandaged and he was lying stiffly. His face was pale and there was no blood on his lips.
There was a kettle and food on the table in front of the bed. It was obvious that no one could take care of them alone and had to be taken by the patient himself.
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen walked to the bed, sat down, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you feel?"
The patient said: "I can't die yet. There was a lot of noise up there just now. What happened?"
Yuan Zhen said: "They came to search and just left."
The patient said: "How could they suspect this?"
Yuan Zhen said angrily: "You also said that you blatantly hijacked Miss Ding's house for everyone to see. Of course they will suspect this. Alas, I'm afraid that now, even I can't escape the involvement."
The patient is silent. He is the soul.
Yuan Zhen said: "You are good at everything, there is only one thing that worries me: you are too willful and insistent on your own way.
"Last time, you and I had planned to rob someone in Shen Shizheng, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway, and suddenly an assassin appeared, disrupting the whole situation.
"At that time, I had thought that it would be difficult to succeed this time, and I did receive your flying pigeon letter afterwards. At that time, I wrote back to tell you to stop and look for opportunities again. But why do you still act rashly? The trouble has gotten out of hand!"
Soul gritted his teeth and said: "I admit that I am a little reckless, but I also believe that if you want to succeed in anything, you must take a risk!
"And later, I could have kidnapped Miss Ding's family. If that damn Ling Yun hadn't intervened, things wouldn't be as bad as they are now! And if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have suffered like this..." Excitedly Next, he pulled at the wound again and groaned in pain.
Yuan Zhen looked at the painful expression in his heart and couldn't help but feel miserable, thinking: "Just now Ling Yun came here to ask for the snow lotus."
But how could he tell his soul again about this? He knew that with his fiery temper, he would definitely become furious when he heard this.
He took a long breath and said, "Don't talk about this now. Hai'er, how do you feel now? Can you take action?"
Mind said: "What do you mean..."
Yuan Zhen sighed: "Since they have noticed this place, it is not appropriate for you to stay here anymore - you must leave here immediately."
The soul smiled bitterly and said: "Isn't it the king's land in the whole world? Where can I escape from here?"
Yuan Zhen said: "But they won't let it go; what can you do if you don't leave? To say the least, even if the people from Ding and He's houses don't come to ask questions, the people from Shangshu's house of the Ministry of Punishment will not let you go, let alone There is also the shrewd and wise Commander Ling among them."
The soul said angrily: "Don't mention him!"
Yuan Zhen said: "Tonight, let Xintong and the others escort you and leave here immediately."
"Ah, are you in such a hurry?" Thinking of leaving this place where he has lived for twenty years and where he has deep feelings for, he feels sad in his heart.
Yuan Zhen said sadly: "There is no such thing as a never ending banquet. We will always have the chance to meet again in the future. Hai'er, take care of yourself..." He turned around and held back the tears that were about to flow out.
Looking at Yuan Zhen's sad expression, I felt miserable in my heart, and I felt that I hated those people who had forced him into such a situation.
He gritted his teeth and said: "As long as I can get out alive, one day I will make them pay the price they deserve!"
It's night, the moonlight is dim, and it weakly sheds a few beams of dim light on the dark branches of the deep mountains and old forests.
When the mountain wind blows, there is a rustling sound, and bursts of coolness seep into the heart and spleen, making people feel desolate and chilling, as silent as cicadas. The occasional roar of a tiger or the cry of an ape is even more frightening.
On the dark and desolate rugged path, a cluster of shadows was analyzed from far to near. Looking closer, I saw two people carrying a sedan chair.
In coordination with the rhythmic steps of the two people, the sedan chair also creaked rhythmically as it moved along.
The two people carrying the sedan were dressed as Taoist boys; the person sitting on the sedan wore a large hood, the brim of the hat almost covered the entire face, and it was dark, making his face unrecognizable. He was wearing a windbreaker, making his outline very blurry.
When the three people approached the eight-way intersection, they suddenly heard rustling sounds around them, and then a sentry guard flashed out like falling from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the three people were tightly trapped in the center.
The two people carrying the sedan were a little frightened, and one of them trembled: "Who are you and what are you doing?"
The leaders were Luo Zhenyi and Xiao Yongnian.
Luo Zhenyi sneered: "We should have met during the day, you two are such noble people who forget things!"
Xiao Yongnian said: "Brother, stop talking nonsense to them. Hey, let me ask you, where are you going so late at night and sneaking around?"
The Taoist priest said: "My master has something urgent to do tonight. The two of us will escort him down the mountain."
Luo Zhenyi sneered and said: "I'm afraid it's not your master who is going down the mountain to do things, but someone else!" As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift the hood of the person sitting on the sedan.
Two disciples hurriedly stopped him.
Xiao Yongnian was annoyed and raised his hand to strike the Thunderbolt Palm twice. The huge strong wind shook the two of them, staggering a few steps and almost falling. Luo Zhenyi took the opportunity to lift the man's hood.
The man flicked his right hand gently and flicked his left hand at the same time. He had pulled off the hood and said, "What's wrong?"
Luo Zhenyi took a few steps back, looked at it, and couldn't help being stunned. It turned out that the man was really Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen!
Luo Zhenyi looked at Xiao Yongnian, and he couldn't help being extremely disappointed in his confusion. He said: "Taoist Master, I have offended you a lot. Please forgive me."
Yuan Zhenruo said indifferently: "Oh, you two have fulfilled your duties, as you should. Why are you just two here? Why are you stewards?"
Luo Zhenyi said: "There is something going on in the house, so Butler He will go back first."
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen looked around from time to time. Xiao Yongnian said: "What is the Taoist priest looking for?"
Yuan Zhen said in panic: "Oh...it's nothing. I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."
"Master Taoist, please excuse me."
Yuan Zhen put on his hood again and ordered his two disciples to lift up the sedan and continue moving forward.
A gust of mountain wind blew, making a whining sound, and the rustling and trembling dead trees and branches made the pale moonlight look strangely mottled.
As soon as they turned around the mountainside, Yuan Zhen ordered the two disciples to stop, turned around and got off the sedan, and hurriedly led the two disciples towards a fork in the southwest direction.
At this time, he had realized something was wrong from his sixth sense.
As soon as he met Luo Zhenyi and Xiao Yongnian, he had an unknown premonition.
He originally thought that his strategy of seducing the east and attacking the west would work: letting people escort the soul to escape from another extremely secret path; but he appeared as a substitute, thus attracting the enemy's attention, so that the soul could escape smoothly.
But this is just his wishful thinking. Just now, he only found people from the Ding Mansion and the He Mansion, but not the people from the Lu Mansion, let alone Ling Yun.
Therefore, he has been feeling uneasy since then, fearing that his design can only be hidden from half of the people; if this is the case, then the result will not be half successful, but a total loss.
While he was thinking wildly, Xintong had already rushed over in a panic.
The dark night obscured his expression, but at this time, his stumbling footsteps and heavy and rapid breathing had ruthlessly turned the ominous premonition in Yuan Zhen's heart into reality.
Xintong looked at Yuan Zhen blankly and cried: "Master, Junior Brother Xin Tong was... kidnapped by them!..."
Yuan Zhen said dumbly: "Who are they?"
"Ling Yun from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice..."
Yuan Zhen felt his head thump, and his mind went blank.
This Ling Yun is really his nemesis. He was thinking that maybe Ling Yun and he met by chance in his previous life, otherwise how could it have ended like this?
After a long while, Yuan Zhen calmed down and murmured: "Where is he, take me there quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, a loud voice said: "No need, I'm already here!"
Turning around, he saw Ling Yun standing in front of him with a sentry guard.
And when Yuan Zhen actually saw the soul that fell into the enemy's hands, he was really in chaos.
My mind was numbly sitting on the sedan chair, just like when I came out of the meditation. But my body was stiff and motionless, and the acupuncture points had probably been restrained.
At this time, Yuan Zhen was almost desperate. He looked straight into Ling Yun's twinkling eyes, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Commander Ling, for the sake of the poor man who has been doing good for many years, and for the sake of you and I finally being on the same page, please Just let him go. You...you can take me away, because he is innocent and everything is my fault!..."
Ling Yun was startled: "How do you say this?"
Yuan Zhen said: "I was the instigator of this matter from beginning to end! Commander Ling, please let him go. I am willing to take his place."
Ling Yun said sternly: "According to the king's criminal law, one person is responsible for the work, and there is no substitute. Moreover, just now you admitted that you are the envoy, so no matter what the truth is, now please ask the Taoist priest to follow me back to the house to assist in the investigation. .”
As he said that, his handsome eyes flashed and he gestured to the two sides. I only heard the clanging of swords and the guards were ready to go.
When Yuan Zhen saw Ling Yun's eyebrows raised, his eyes wide open, showing no trace of emotion, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Sure enough, this is the style of people from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishments! Maybe it's fate, alas! I don't know how to do it. Fell up..." He walked forward silently.
As Ling Yun was approaching, he suddenly raised his hand, like lightning, and a pungent smoke came out, instantly turning the sky into darkness and chaos.
All the guards were choked to tears and coughed endlessly. They described themselves as extremely embarrassed.
Yuan Zhen took the opportunity to phantom his mind, and ran to his soul in a few steps, reaching out to pull him; but he only felt that his wrist was numb, and someone had grabbed his veins.
His heart sank, and before he could recover, the three large acupoints on his shoulders and back had been restrained, and his whole body was immediately soft and unable to move.
The person who took action to restrain him was Ling Yun.
When the gloomy clouds and fog dissipated, the watery moonlight once again analyzed the outline of the deep mountains and old forests, and Ling Yun returned to his original place.
Looking at the guards lying on the ground, still wailing, he sighed softly and said: "Taoist Master, your ecstasy fog is really powerful. If Ling hadn't taken precautions, I'm afraid he would have encountered the same thing as these people. .
"If I'm not wrong, the masked man in white who used the fog as a blinding method to save his soul outside that abandoned hut last time should also be you, right?"
Yuan Zhen sighed: "Ling Yun, you are really my nemesis!"
Ling Yun had no expression on his face and only sneered: "The Taoist priest's words are serious."
He looked at the sky again. But I saw the Milky Way in the sky, the jade dew, and the moon in the sky. It was almost the third watch.
