Ye Zhenfeng was shocked and said: "You are talking about Li Shifeng of Baiyu Villa!"
Tie Muyun nodded and said, "That's right."
Ye Zhenfeng thought that since Mr. Wuhen was Li Zhuoyu's good friend and his good friend's father was celebrating his birthday, it was not surprising that he would naturally go there.
So he said: "Since your master is a good friend of Mr. Li San, it is not unusual at all for him to come to congratulate Mr. Li on his birthday!"
Tie Muyun nodded and said, "You are absolutely right, but since the birthday celebration that night, there has been no news from my master."
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help being surprised after hearing Tie Muyun's words, and asked: "No news at all? Young Master, you mean, something happened to your master after he left Baiyu Villa?"
Tie Muyun said: "I doubt that my master...has never left Baiyu Villa at all!"
"You mean, Mr. Wuhen is still in Baiyu Villa at this moment?" Ye Zhenfeng felt strange.
Tie Muyun said slowly: "After my investigation, it was found that my master was drunk after celebrating his birthday that night, so he stayed at Baiyu Villa for one night. Early the next morning, the servants of Baiyu Villa saw Mr. Li San giving my master a gift. Leave, my master got on the carriage going down the mountain, and then left the White Jade Villa. After that, my master disappeared!"
Ye Zhenfeng was puzzled: "So your master left Baiyu Villa, why do you say he didn't leave?"
Tie Muyun lowered his head and was silent for a while. Under the dim light, Ye Zhenfeng took a closer look at Tie Muyun's hands. They were slender and pale. At this moment, he was moving his fingers, and his knuckles made a clicking sound.
The young man finally plucked up the courage and looked up at Ye Zhenfeng. His sinister eyes were as if he could not see the abyss below. He said, "I saw that half of Rakshasa at the Jade Appreciation Conference just now."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I saw it too."
"The left half of the Rakshasa's face can only be carved with extremely superb carving skills."
"That's right, it's a miraculous carving technique that's simply breathtaking!"
"It is a carving technique similar to the Ghost Ball, but it is a hundred times more difficult than the Ghost Ball because it is not carved on a sphere. This is the only unique carving technique that exists in the world, called Feitian Penglai .”
"Feitian Penglai?"
"Yes, outsiders may not know about this ingenious carving skill, but as a puppet master, I have heard of it. Not only that, I have also seen it with my own eyes. In the world today, apart from the dead Long Ji, there is only one person who can This Feitian Penglai sect, and this person is my master—Master Wuhen!"
Hearing Tie Muyun say this, Ye Zhenfeng's heart couldn't help but feel anxious, and he began to seriously think about the disappearance of Mr. Wuhen.
Tie Muyun looked at him and frowned slightly, obviously already thinking about what he said, so he continued: "Master Ye, don't you find it strange? The half-faced Rakshasa appeared in Shou two months ago. At the banquet, why doesn’t White Jade Villa hold a jade appreciation meeting immediately? It has to wait until two months later?”
Ye Zhenfeng held his breath and looked at Tie Muyun, who was hidden in the light and darkness, and heard him continue: "That's because it takes two months to carve such a difficult sculpture of a half-faced Rakshasa."
When Ye Zhenfeng heard this, he already understood what Tie Muyun meant, and said in a deep voice: "You mean that Baiyu Villa imprisoned your master, Mr. Wuhen, and asked him to carve a fake half-faced Rakshasa for them. They hid the real half-faced Rakshasa, and then presented a fake half-faced Rakshasa on the day of the jade appreciation ceremony!"
Tie Muyun nodded solemnly, looking straight at him with eyes like black pools and said: "It's completely possible! The only person in the world who can carve a half-faced Rakshasa is my master Wuhen! Then! The carving skills of the eminent monk Longji are superb and lifelike. If my master had not taken action, no one would be able to confuse the fake with the real one. As soon as the half-faced Rakshasa is presented, people will immediately recognize it as a fake!"
Ye Zhenfeng nodded and said:
"What you said is not unreasonable. At the birthday banquet that day, Mr. Li San did not know the origin of the half-faced Rakshasa, so he presented it to everyone. There must have been many people present at the time, and the people who saw the half-faced Rakshasa were also It will never be forgotten.”
"The White Jade Villa wanted to hide this half-faced Rakshasa secretly, but was afraid of causing death, so it imprisoned Mr. Wuhen and asked him to forge a fake half-faced Rakshasa. Two months later, the fake half-faced Rakshasa was revealed The Rakshasa is finally carved.”
"So Baiyu Villa held today's jade appreciation meeting. They presented the fake half-faced Rakshasa in front of everyone, because this fake half-faced Rakshasa The half-faced Rakshasa was created by the genius Mr. Wuhen, so even those who saw the half-faced Rakshasa at the birthday banquet that day would have a hard time telling the real thing from the fake one! Hiss——"
Thinking of this, Ye Zhenfeng felt that this White Jade Villa was anything but simple. If this matter were true, it would be really creepy!
Tie Muyun on the side said: "I don't care about the half-faced Rakshasa or the peerless magical skill "Soul Induction". I only care about my master, Mr. Wuhen. To me, he is more important than anything in the world! So Ye Young Master, I am here to beg you to help me find my master, Young Master Wuhen!"
Ye Zhenfeng pondered for a moment and then said: "If things are really as you speculated, your master was really imprisoned by them in Baiyu Villa. Now that the fake half-faced Rakshasa has been carved, I'm afraid your master is in danger. ! But what I don’t understand is...since your master is a friend of Young Master Li San, how could he do such a thing to his friend?"
Tie Muyun said: "Even if Li Zhuoyu was not involved in this matter, Baiyu Villa took advantage of his relationship with my master to defraud my master's trust and imprison him unprepared!"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "You are indeed right. Young Master Wuhen will not be wary of his trusted friends. However, I think we need to test whether Young Master Li San knows about this! Besides, Young Master Wuhen is imprisoned. It’s just our unilateral speculation, without any substantive evidence!”
Tie Muyun said hurriedly:
"Young Master Ye, the half-faced Rakshasa presented in front of everyone tonight is the best evidence! I once saw my master carve the super high skills of Feitian Penglai. Each carver's carving techniques are different. I don't know how to do it. Admit your mistake.”
"That is the Feitian Penglai that only my master can carve! He must want to use this message to let me know that he is imprisoned in Baiyu Villa! Mr. Ye, you are a chivalrous and righteous person, with such strong martial arts and very smart person. Only you can help me!"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Although I have never met Mr. Wuhen, if this matter is true, it is too much for Baiyu Villa to imprison Mr. Wuhen for its own selfish interests. Young Master, this matter, I promise to help you!"
"That's great, Mr. Ye! But Mr. Ye, I'm worried about my master's safety now, even for one more night. If he is still alive, maybe the people from Baiyu Villa will attack him tonight! That's why I do this I’m eager to come to you for help!”
Ye Zhenfeng nodded and said: "Okay! I will go to Mr. Li San and ask him first about Mr. Wuhen's departure from Baiyu Villa and see if he knows about Mr. Wuhen's imprisonment. If he doesn't Knowing this, maybe he can help us, after all, Mr. Wuhen is his friend, and he will not leave us alone!"
"But Mr. Ye, if Li Zhuoyu knew that this matter was related to his father, even if he was not involved, I'm afraid he wouldn't help us!"
"Baiyu Villa is so big, it would be difficult for us to find your master without the help of Mr. Li San! Don't worry, I will go to test it out first, and I will act by ear when the time comes! Young Master, if you have difficulty moving, just go back and wait. Give me the news!"
Tie Muyun nodded. Ye Zhenfeng agreed to help him, and he felt a little more confident. However, he was still worried about his master.
????????????????Yezhenfeng was walking in the night wearing a black brocade cloak. At this moment, snowflakes were falling outside, and white snowflakes fell on his black suit. On the clothes, it looks particularly dazzling.
He passed through a plum garden, surrounded by pink plum blossoms. Against the backdrop of the white snow, the pink plum blossoms looked particularly bright and moving.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a plum tree, and he saw that some of the plum blossoms were as red as blood.
He felt something was wrong, and walked forward, only to see blood stains on the white snow, like sad plum petals. If he didn't look carefully, he would really think that there were a few plum petals scattered.
"It's really strange. Why are there blood stains here? The blood seems to have just been sprinkled..."
White snowflakes fell on his long black hair, and his frown became deeper and deeper.
He looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary, thinking that business was important, so he headed towards Li Zhuoyu's room without any further delay.
It was already the middle of the night, and he would not have come if it was not an emergency. He thought that Mr. Li San might have fallen asleep. When he walked into the courtyard, he saw that the lights in Li Zhuoyu's room were still bright.
He sighed slightly, let out a breath of hot breath, stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Who?" Li Zhuoyu's voice came from inside the house.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Master Li San, I am Ye Zhenfeng."
"Hold on!"
Ye Zhenfeng waited outside the door for a while, and saw Li Zhuoyu wearing a white cloak, hurriedly opening the door, and a wave of heat rushed into the room.
There were a few drops of water hanging on Li Zhuoyu's black hair. It was obvious that he had been taking a bath in the room just now and hurried to open the door when he heard the sound.
"Mr. Ye, it's so late, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"
Ye Zhenfeng looked up at Li Zhuoyu and saw a slight moisture on his jade-like cheeks, with water droplets slowly sliding down his graceful cheeks and down his smooth neck.
Ye Zhenfeng's dark eyes couldn't help but be startled, and then he looked away and said, "It's really presumptuous to disturb the Third Young Master so late at night. I really have something urgent to ask the Third Young Master!"
"Young Master Ye—please!" Li Zhuoyu nodded and let him into the house.
