Seeing that the tree closest to him stopped swaying, Han Changmu smiled faintly, jumped over, grabbed an arm-thick branch with one hand, and got into the shadow of the tree crown.
The weather is getting warmer, and densely packed young leaves have grown on the trees. The moonlight is falling down like water, and a faint silver light is reflected on the green leaves.
There was already a person squatting in the shadow of the tree crown. As soon as Han Changmu squeezed in, the shadow shook, and he suddenly felt a little crowded.
The man covered his arm, and blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripping down on the delicate leaves.
The man didn't turn his head, but lowered his voice and said, "Why are you here, sir?"
This person was Yao Yao who had followed Xie Liang all the way.
More and more blood accumulated on the leaf, and finally it shook unbearably, and a drop of blood slipped from the leaf.
A group of people came from a distance and were looking up at the dark tree crown. The knives in their hands glowed with a cold blue light, which was obviously quenched with poison.
Han Changmu reached out his hand without any panic and caught the blood that dropped into the air. When he saw Yao Yao turning his head, he put a finger to his lips, pursed his lips and smiled, his deep eyes slightly curved, bright and clear. starburst.
Yao Yao was in a trance for a moment, and then was shocked out of his mind by the scolding under the tree.
"Where are the people? There are so many people, but they can't even catch a little thief. Where are the people?"
"Manager, you were here just now, and we have been following you."
"Follow, keep following. Where is that person? Where is that person? He has flown away!!"
"Manager, that man's qinggong is very good, villain, villain..."
Someone slapped the other person hard in the face, and his voice was sharp and sharp: "You trash, get out of here, get out of here. I have guarded these four walls and all the doors, even the dog holes have been blocked for me. I want to see if he can still grow wings?"
After the words fell, the people under the tree dispersed in a hurry, and there was a rustling of footsteps. I don't know how many people climbed over the courtyard wall, and there were dots of cold blue light on the wall.
Han Changmu looked around and pursed his lips: "It's a bow and arrow, quenched with poison."
Yao Yao sighed happily: "It's so damn vicious. Fortunately, the hidden weapon just now wasn't poisoned."
Han Changmu chuckled: "You must have capsized in the gutter."
Yao Yao curled his lips and said: "There are archers on the wall, and every door and even the dog hole are guarded. Sir, you should think about what to do to avoid being caught in the jar."
Han Changmu smiled: "Can your wings still be used?"
Yao Yao looked back at Han Changmu in surprise. She didn't expect that such a cold-faced Yama could still joke.
She tore off a section of her skirt, tied the wound tightly, and curved her lips with a smile: "Yes."
Han Changmu turned his head to identify the direction and determined the position where He Zhenfu would meet. He casually grabbed a handful of young leaves and threw them out.
I saw a piece of green, like a goddess scattering flowers, carrying the sharp whistling wind, and struck the archers on the west wall with lightning speed.
There was a burst of screams, followed by the sound of jingling bells and the sound of bows and arrows falling to the ground.
Han Changmu saw the opportunity, put one hand around Yao Yao's waist, tapped his toes on the branches, and rushed out by skimming the west wall.
The archers on the wall were still immersed in the unknown attack.
, the bows and arrows fell out of their hands and they were so shocked that they couldn't recover. They watched Han Changmu and the two passing by overhead. Before they had time to react, the two people had already disappeared into the vast night.
Han Changmu and the two men left the exclamations far behind them and landed directly on the horses that He Zhenfu had prepared.
He hugged Yao Yao, whipped his horse, and left the square gate with lightning speed, leaving no trace worthy of careful investigation.
Xie Liang stared at the messy dark room, his face gloomy, like thick clouds, and wherever his sinister gaze fell, there was ice.
A Yong walked into the darkroom with his head lowered and his voice trembled slightly: "Young Master."
Xie Liang was quiet for a moment, without looking back, and asked calmly: "Where is the person?"
A Yong said in fear: "He ran away."
Xie Liang still didn't look back, he held his hands tightly, the veins on the back of his hands burst, and the joints creaked when he pinched them.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on A Yong's back. Seeing Xie Liang's appearance, he suddenly knelt down and his voice became more and more trembling: "Master, please calm down."
The ground was full of messy arrows. The giant bow in the middle of the darkroom had its strings cut off. There were no signs of anything else in the darkroom being disturbed. It was obvious that the intruder had already disturbed him before he could do anything. He overtook the guards and fled.
This can be considered a blessing in misfortune.
However, what Xie Liangzhang is curious about is how the intruder knew about this dark room?
Who is this intruder?
The corners of his eyes twitched twice, and he suddenly asked in a cold voice: "How's Huozhen doing?"
Ayong lowered his head: "He has been infected by the heart-losing poison in his body. Even if he wakes up, he will be a delirious invalid. Besides, he doesn't know the real residence of the young master, let alone this dark room."
Xie Liang also thought about this and asked again: "Where is the Jiang Erliang captured by the Internal Security Department?"
Ayong said: "He has gone crazy, and Huancui is dead. No one will tell anyone about the bewitching."
Xie Liangzhan's mood improved a little now. Seeing the mess on the ground was no longer so dazzling, and his voice returned to its usual coldness: "Have the people in Tuoba Fuyun's mansion spread the word?"
Ayong nodded: "It's passed. We have found out where Ruan Jun's room is, and the distribution and changing of the guards are also clear."
Xie Liang pinched his wrist and smiled charmingly: "That's good, then get ready to take action."
Ayong should claim it is.
Xie Liang looked at each other and ordered in a fleeting but sinister tone: "Go and check, who is the person who broke in today?" He paused slightly, and the dim light fell on his face, and his cold expression looked a bit ferocious: " The person who was able to avoid the guards and break into this place was by no means an ordinary thief. There were many valuable things in this house, but he didn't take any of them and went straight to this dark room. It was obvious that he was not looking for money, but had other motives. Tu, such a person will be a disaster if he remains, find him and get rid of him."
Ayong's expression remained unchanged, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind, and he said: "Master, I look at that person's figure as if he were a girl."
Xie Liang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Are you sure?"
A Yong has been the shopkeeper of restaurants and wine shops for many years, and he has met countless people. He can tell the difference just by looking at their backs. However, it is night this time, and the light is darker. , and that person was obviously well versed in the art of concealment, so he was a little unsure at first.
, but after putting it down and thinking about it carefully, I still felt that his feeling was not wrong.
He nodded heavily: "Yes, she is a girl. I saw the shoes she was wearing. Although they are a pair of men's leather boots, the size is much smaller than that of ordinary men. They are obviously a pair of girl's feet."
A smile suddenly broke out on Xie Liang's face: "It's easy if you're a girl. There aren't many girls in Chang'an who know kung fu, and even fewer who are excellent at light kung fu. Go check it out and come back in three days to get back to me."
Ayong shook his head and said yes again and again.
Xie Liang said again: "We will double the number of guards in this dark room, and let Li Sheng take care of the things inside so that nothing can go wrong."
As Han Changmu and Yao Yao left, He Zhenfu and his inner guards hid their whereabouts and left Judefang very quickly.
Another team of internal guards tracking Bao Cheng also found his whereabouts, met on Zhuque Street, and rushed back to Han Mansion together.
Han Changmu changed his clothes, and after getting familiar with her again, he turned to Mrs. Liu and asked, "How is Miss Ayao?"
Mrs. Liu said: "Han Fengyu has already seen the injury to the girl. There is no poison in the wound. It has been cleaned and bandaged."
When the two were answering one-on-one, Han Zengshou was thinking sadly.
He was clearly here to see a doctor for His Highness the King of Han, but now he looks more and more like the doctor in Han Changmu's mansion. He is always called to see anyone who has something to do.
He is the imperial doctor of the Imperial Medical Office, and he is in charge of Fengyu No. 180.
Why are you becoming more and more like a wandering doctor walking down the street with a bell ringing?
This, this, hurts my self-esteem too much.
Han Changmu waited in the study for a while and then saw Leng Linjiang, Yao Yao and Baocheng entering the study and sitting down together.
He walked around Yao Yao's face, and saw that her face was still good, and her sleeves were bulging, and she was obviously covered with a very thick bandage. He asked gently: "A Yao, how is your injury?"
Yao Yao raised his arm and smiled as if nothing happened: "It's okay, it's just a little flesh wound, it'll be fine in three to five days."
Han Changmu nodded and turned to look at Bao Cheng: "Lingtong, I didn't bother to ask you just now, how are you doing?"
Bao Cheng gave a wry smile: "That man was very alert and took me for a walk around Chang'an City. After this walk, my legs were almost thin. I didn't care, but fortunately," he raised his eyebrows, triumphantly. Smiling lightly: "Fortunately, I managed to live up to my fate and found that person's whereabouts."
Yao Yao smiled and joked: "If you can lose track of just one person, wouldn't it be a disgrace to your Qimen's reputation?"
Bao Cheng snorted, took a sip of the ginseng soup that Liu prepared for everyone, and continued: "That man's house is at the east end of Yongningfang. He seems to be very familiar with the night watchers in Chang'an City. I was able to avoid it cleverly every time, and I was caught several times. I was able to escape smoothly thanks to the badge given by Mr. Shaoyin, but he was not caught even once. He jumped over the wall to get in. His The house is not big, and there are only two entrances to the courtyard. I saw on the wall that there were children's clothes hanging in the courtyard. He must have brought his family to Beijing with him."
Han Changmu nodded approvingly: "Lingtong, do you have any intention of joining the Internal Security Department?"
Bao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head quickly and said: "No, no, no need, I'm fine in Qimen."
Don't be ridiculous, how could he enter the Department of Internal Health? The Department of Internal Health is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. Does he have masochistic tendencies to go to such a ghost place to seek punishment?
