"What's going on..." She rubbed her forehead and looked into the distance, which was exactly in the direction of the elegant house in the west wing where her family lived before.
Cai Pingchun and Ning Xiaofeng were silent as they looked questioningly at their parents.
Cai Zhao felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a tiny needle, and an uneasiness immediately emerged in his heart, "What are you planning to hide from me?!"
She was frightened and anxious, and without waiting for her parents to answer, she threw open the bamboo curtain and rushed out!
The figure was dancing under the Feihua Crossing. The disciples of Taichu Temple on duty did not even see the appearance of the person clearly. Cai Zhao flashed past.
The closer he got to the elegant house in the west wing, the more disciples from various sects were rushing around. Cai Zhao was holding on to a remote flower tree to catch his breath, and in a panic he saw a large group of people in front of him, surrounded by something...
The moonlight tonight was exceptionally clear, and Cai Zhao saw eight strong disciples carrying a huge iron cage, surrounded by vigilant disciples with their swords unsheathed, as well as the heads of various sects.
Why is he in the cage? Why did they lock him up like a wild animal!
Why was there blood all over his body? Was his skin and flesh torn open by the loud explosion just now, and were there any internal injuries to his organs?
Where is mother, where is mother, and where is Fan Xing's family? Who will heal him?
Cai Zhao covered his heart, as if he couldn't hear any sound. All that was left in front of him was the cold black iron cage.
"What are you going to do!" She made a hoarse voice and rushed forward, but was hugged from behind by Song Yuzhi who was barely there.
"You can't go now!" Song Yuzhi lowered his voice desperately and hugged the girl's body tightly, "Don't make a big deal out of it!"
Fan Xing's family rushed over out of breath, "Zhao Zhao, listen to me, you can't be impulsive now, so many people are watching! You and he were just gossiping before, but if you rush out now, you will be in collusion with the demon sect." The crime! Don’t forget that Master Li is here too, and he carries the Nine-Yin Bone-penetrating Python Whip with him for execution!”
"You don't need to meddle in other people's business! Let me go!" Cai Zhaoman was flustered and could not hear anything. He was just struggling for luck when he suddenly felt a numbness on the back of his neck and fell down softly.
Song Yuzhi hugged the girl and looked back together with Fan Xingjia.
Ding Zhuo was seen standing behind him, pointing his fingers. He rolled his eyes and said, "If you keep arguing, even the deaf will hear it."
Chapter 117
After a whole night of panic, the sky finally got bright, and everything in the purple wooden box was taken out and spread out on the table.
"...This pair of bracelets is pretty good." Ning Xiaofeng looked at the pair of jadeite bracelets and the more her eyes turned red, "Sister Pingshu never likes to wear those jingling bracelets, but for some reason she particularly likes these bracelets, even if they are not worn. You should also wrap your wrists carefully in silk and put them in your arms."
She put down the bracelet and put it into the wooden box together with the pearl flowers. She sighed softly, "I guess it was given by the thief just like the pearl flowers and jade hosta."
At this time, Cai Pingchun also finished reading the blood-stained silk handkerchief with the word "Yang" embroidered on the corner, silently folded it and put it back in the wooden box - one time, his sister came back injured. Although she was covered in blood, she had a smile on her face. Yingying asked her and she replied, "The thieves have been eliminated." He remembered that Cai Pingchun's arm was bandaged with this silk handkerchief at that time.
Finally, the bundle of hair and a gold-gilded red wedding certificate were left on the table.
The marriage letter contained an engagement vow. Apart from the words of mutual love in the main text, the final words were: 'The marriage will be consummated after the stars and the moon have settled down and the world is at peace.' The calligraphy on it was as flamboyant and thin as the inscription on the beaded flower, with only the inscription. The three words "Cai Pingshu" in it are the familiar female handwriting.
One strand of hair that is tightly intertwined is Cai Pingshu's soft and slightly flaxen hair, and the other strand of hair is so dark and intense that it has a hint of ink blue - Mu Qingyan has such a crow-feather-like hair long hair.
"We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love. So that's it, that's it..." Zhou Zhizhen sat by the window and was stunned. He had been sitting like this since Qi Yunke helped him in.
Qi Yunke whispered from the side: "Brother Zhizhen, Pingshu didn't mean to hide it from you. That person...the dog thief named Mu looked like a human and a dog at first sight! He has a high level of cultivation, a free and easy temperament, and multiple injuries. Don’t take it seriously. No matter where Pingshu wants to go unexpectedly, that person is willing to follow him in water or fire. Not to mention sister Pingshu, even I think this person is worth getting to know. Alas, who knows...!"
"Forget it. Twenty years ago you were more stubborn than you are now. Who is not a good person in your eyes." Ning Xiaofeng muttered, "Yin Dai encouraged you a few words, so you respect him like a god." The five body parts of Yin Sulian are on the ground. If Yin Sulian glances at you a few more times, you will think that she is a fairy - you can tell who is a person!"
Qi Yunke blushed: "Even so, I didn't say a word to Master or Su Lian about Ping Shu and the dog thief named Mu!"
Cai Pingchun sighed: "I hope that Brother Qi will not be so tight-lipped back then."
"Let bygones be bygones." Zhou Zhizhen suddenly said, "What should we do now?"
As soon as these words came out, the other three people in the room fell silent.
Ning Xiaofeng and her husband looked at each other and said tentatively: "Mu Qingyan is not the son of that thief..."
"Not a son, but a nephew." Zhou Zhizhen said coldly, "And he is the only remaining descendant of the Mu family. Although Nie Hengcheng's uncle and nephew have been in power in the past few decades, the Mu family has been in power for more than a hundred years. The blood of Beichen’s children!”
Qi Yunke slapped his thigh, "That's right, except this boy, lest he come to seduce Zhaozhao every day!"
Ning Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "Do you think Zhao Zhao will accept it after Mu Qingyan is eliminated? Then he will get married and have children, and live a peaceful life?"
Qi Yunke was dumbfounded, "What should we do? Keep him and let him continue to sneak around to find Zhaozhao? Xiaochun, please say something."
Cai Pingchun was silent for a moment and then said: "I remembered the way my sister looked when she was lingering on the sick bed in pain and vomiting blood in the past years. Now I know that she would not have been like this originally."
Ning Xiaofeng squeezed the hem of her skirt tightly, with a look of resentment in her eyes, and Qi Yunke hated to hammer her fist.
Zhou Zhizhen closed his eyes in pain, "Pingshu's death cannot be in vain. Even if it causes the Demon Cult to retaliate, I will admit it!"
In the quiet courtyard in the early morning, the two heads took a slow walk.
"We also had a share in capturing Mu Qingyan alive. Why didn't they let us be present when they discussed the matter?" Yang Heying said angrily, "Brother Song, why did you come out obediently and didn't say a word!"
Song Shijun said leisurely: "It is better not to be present, but it is better not to participate. Smart people have to do smart things... Alas, I was confused before, but now I have caught a hot potato and I don't know how to end it."
Yang Heying was confused: "What do you mean, what kind of hot potato is this?"
Song Shijun: "Old Yang, we have been at peace with the Demon Sect for more than ten years. Do you really want to start a war again?"
Yang Heying touched his bare chin and remained silent.
"The boy surnamed Mu has only been on the throne for a long time. To be honest, we really have no grudges with him." Song Shijun sighed, "If we kill him, how can thousands of demon sect members swallow this sigh of relief? Then... You don't care about any sneaky tricks. Lao Yang, you don't want your darling wife, your beloved son, and your eight new wives?"
Yang Heying was stunned: "What eight outer rooms? Two, only two!"
"It doesn't matter." Song Shijun waved his hand, "But if we just let him go, wouldn't it mean that we, Beichen, are afraid of the Demon Cult? Where would we put our faces? Alas, so this is a hot potato."
"According to your opinion, that person surnamed Mu should not have been arrested before?" Yang Heying asked.
"Yes, I was just crazy for a while before." Song Shijun said, "Qi Yun, Ke, Zhou Zhizhen and the Cai family were thinking of avenging Cai Pingshu. Lao Yang, do you also want to avenge her? Alas, the two of us are mixed up. And what?"
He sighed and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Song Shijun's walking away, Yang Heying showed a sinister look and said softly to himself: "Humph, Qi Yunke is honest, Zhou Zhizhen is gentle, Qiu Yuanfeng is beyond reach, and after Nie Hengcheng's death, your Song family took the biggest advantage. Of these dozen Over the years, Guangtian Sect has devoured the demonic sect forces in the surrounding area and eaten to its fullest. Of course, I don’t want to bother now, but others are still hungry! Hum, we’ll see!”
The innermost room in the Taichu Temple dungeon.
Song Yuzhi stood majestically in front of the iron fence, refusing to move away. In front of him stood four Guangtianmen disciples and Ding Zhuo and other Qingque Sect disciples. Opposite him were the resentful Li Yuanmin and other Taichu Temple disciples.
Both sides drew their swords from their sheaths.
"Get out of your way!" Li Yuanmin said angrily, "I want to avenge my senior brother!"
Song Yuzhi said: "Uncle Li, please calm down. Everyone knows what happened that day. Master Wang was stabbed to death by someone with a sword from outside the wall. At that time, Mu Qingyan was questioning Master Wang head on. The murderer was definitely not him."
Li Yuanmin yelled: "This is a cover-up trick. The person stabbing the sword outside the wall must also be from the Demon Cult!"
"Yes or no, it's up to Master and the others to decide through discussion." Song Yuzhi said.
Li Yuanmin gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want his life either. Just chop off his hands and feet and keep his life. That's it!"
Song Yuzhi still had a stern expression on his face and did not take a step back: "I said, everything must wait until Master and the others discuss it."
Li Yuanmin laughed sadly and angrily: "Anyway, you just refuse to get out of the way? This is bullying us, Taichu Guanren, okay, okay, today we will fight to the death!"
"Li Yuanmin, are you done? Who doesn't know about the scandalous things Wang Yuanjing has done!" Ding Zhuo cursed impatiently, "Master and others ordered us to keep our mouths shut in order to preserve the reputation of Taichu Temple. If we don't tell, you Just pretend that no one knows about it?! If you bother me again, watch out for me running out and shouting the whole thing out in the street!"
"You... how dare you?!" Li Yuanmin choked, filled with grief and anger.
——Even if everyone analyzed the cause and effect to him line by line, he still couldn't believe that the senior brother who raised him was such a despicable person. He couldn't argue, so he could only vent his anger elsewhere.
Song Yu took a step forward: "Uncle Li, I know that Master Wang is always gentle and kind, and he treats you like a brother and a father. Who doesn't say that he is a good person. But good people can also do wrong things, and good people can also make mistakes. Uncle Li, You go back."
Li Yuanmin wiped away her tears, lowered her head and ran away.
After all the Taichu Temple disciples left, Ding Zhuo returned his sword to its sheath, held his hand toward Song Yuzhigong, and led the other disciples away.
Instead, Song Yuzhi dragged his crooked stick, held his sword and sat down.
No one could be seen in the dark depths of the iron prison, and a low and cold voice came out, "Aren't you going to leave?"
Song Yuzhi said: "Don't worry, I won't let you be humiliated."
After a pause, he said again, "But I can only stay until Master and the others have finished their discussion. After that, I can't interfere with what they want to do with you."
A silence filled the dank and cold dungeon.
After a long time, the cold voice sounded again, "Where is she?"
Song Yuzhi knew who he was asking, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "...She is under the custody of Uncle Li. Uncle Li said that if she continues to disobey, he will use the Luanpo Needle."
There was a very slight sound of iron impacting from the depths of the darkness, and then silence returned.
In the Hanhai Mountains, the first level of the Paradise Palace is the Xuanfei Palace.
A member of the congregation rushed in and presented a small scroll to Hu Fengge.
Hu Fengge unfolded it and looked at it, his face darkened: "Oh no!"
Yu Huiyin, who was absentmindedly reading a book nearby, turned around when he heard the words: "What's wrong?"
Hu Fengge handed the scroll to him, "Fei Ge, a disciple of the branch at the foot of Wu'an Mountain, sent a message saying that the leader was captured by the Beichen Sixth Sect last night! Now he is trapped in the Taichu Temple dungeon. Send a message to us to find a way to rescue him as soon as possible. .”
"How did this happen?!" Yu Huiyin frowned, "How could it be like this?"
Hu Fengge snorted coldly: "It must be because of the little girl named Cai! I have told Elder Yan a long time ago that the leader should beware of the beauty trap of the six Beichen sect envoys. Look, something happened! I will take people down the mountain right away. , I want to personally deploy and rescue the leader. Alas, You Guanyue hasn’t come back at this time, so quickly call someone to call Shangguan Haonan back!"
While talking, she kept her hands locked and locked the files on the table into the iron box one by one.
Yu Huiyin shook his head.
Hu Fengge pressed the iron box and said displeasedly: "Why are you shaking your head? Is what I said wrong?"
Yu Huiyin smiled: "Everything else is right, except for the word 'beauty trap'. You were much prettier than Miss Cai when you were fifteen or sixteen."
Hu Fengge's face turned red and she said angrily: "You were so honest when you were little, but now you are so glib!" She pressed her injured cheek and sighed, "Now I am old and ugly."
Yu Huiyin held her hand, "In my heart, you will always be who you were before. If you don't believe it, how about I destroy half of my face to accompany you."
Hu Fengge was filled with joy, "When we get back from this trip, we will report to the leader and arrange the marriage."
Yu Huiyin trembled slightly and whispered: "Okay."
While the two were enjoying themselves, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.
"The leader is in trouble, why didn't you tell me?" Lu Fengchun, with a fluttering crane cloak, came in swaggering, "Xiao Feng, I'm not telling you, you can't make the decision on such a big matter by yourself."
Hu Fengge said coldly: "The leader of the church has told me before that Elder Lu only cares about Li Ruxin and her son, and you don't have to worry about other things."
"You can't say that." Lu Fengchun said with a smile, "At this moment, in order to eliminate Nie Zhe's gang members, the leader demolished the Hanhai Mountains three levels inside and three outside. Now that the guards of Paradise Palace are relaxed, if you take people away again, What if the Beichen Six Factions take advantage of this moment to attack?"
Hu Fengge snorted coldly: "After I leave, Hui Yin will guard the Paradise Palace. Not to mention Elder Yan to help, Elder Lu doesn't have to worry."
