"yes!"
"You stay here and keep watch! Don't let them escape!"
"yes!"
The guards watched Madam Qin turn around and leave in fear.
Mrs. Qin held a big knife in her hand and walked towards the bedroom very proudly. When she came to a rockery, she took a look, smiled proudly on her lips, and then left gracefully.
Ye Zhenfeng, who had been following secretly, finally showed up. He flicked his chin with one hand, sneered crookedly, and then walked towards the rockery.
Under the moonlight, on the rockery, there are jagged rocks covered with green pothos. He stretched out his hand and gently pushed aside the green radish on the rockery, and then walked all the way towards the narrow gap.
He saw a protrusion on one side of the narrow gap. He turned the protrusion gently, and the rockery slowly moved away, revealing a stone cave.
He secretly thought that there was indeed something fishy about this place. He didn't know if it was the place where Master Wuhen was imprisoned, so he took out the luminous stone for lighting and walked in.
As he walked deeper and deeper, he found two passages appeared in front of him. Now he was in a dilemma, which one should he take?
He thought for a while and decided to go to the left direction first.
Ye Zhenfeng walked along the stone wall corridor and suddenly saw a cell made of black iron. He was overjoyed and hurried forward to investigate.
"Master Wuhen! Master Wuhen!"
Ye Zhenfeng knocked lightly on the door and called several times, but there was no answer inside.
The joyful expression on his face suddenly disappeared, and he tried to reach out and push the black iron door. However, to his surprise, the black iron door was easily pushed open.
He frowned and was shocked, and hurriedly walked in holding the luminous stone.
In the dark prison, there was a rotting corpse wearing yellow clothes and being restrained by iron chains.
He hurried forward. There were signs of decay on the body, but he could still vaguely tell that it was the body of a young man.
Could it be that the person in front of me is Mr. Wuhen?
Ye Zhenfeng lowered his head and sighed: "Master Wuhen, it seems we are late!"
Judging from the signs of decay on the corpse, it was inferred that he should have died about ten days ago. If this person was really the Wuhen Master, he should have died before they came to Baiyu Villa.
No wonder Li Shifeng is so confident. Now that Mr. Wuhen is dead, there is really no need to confront him!
Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu were imprisoned in the Xuantie Chamber for a long time, but Ye Zhenfeng still didn't come to rescue them. The two couldn't help but feel worried.
In the narrow cell, Lan Zuiwu nestled in Chu Mubai's arms and whispered, "Brother Ye, why aren't you here yet?"
"He went to find Mr. Wuhen, it should take some time!" Chu Mubai comforted him in a low voice.
It turned out that everything was a plan they had set up in advance. The Luluo Temple was heavily guarded, and the three of them had no intention of searching for them one by one, so they decided to lure the snake out of its hole.
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Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu went into Luluo An first to look for someone, while Ye Zhenfeng hid in the dark and observed secretly to find out where Mr. Wuhen was really hiding.
"Who?" I heard a cry from above my head, and then the sound of fighting. After a while, everything became quiet, and I saw that the mechanism above my head was opened, and Ye Zhenfeng poked his head out.
Chu Mubai pulled Lan Zuiwu and jumped out. Lan Zuiwu complained: "Brother Ye, you came so slowly, where have you been!"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Didn't I give you two time to be alone together?"
Chu Mubai looked at the knocked unconscious guards on the ground and said to Ye Zhenfeng: "Stop joking, let's leave here first!"
"Okay!" Ye Zhenfeng changed his expression, and the three of them immediately flew away from Luluo An.
The three of them left Luluo An and rushed towards Baiyu Villa.
Chu Mubai said: "Have you found the place where Master Wuhen was imprisoned?"
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head and said: "I secretly followed Mrs. Qin and found a rockery. After I walked into the rockery, I found a secret door. There were two passages in the secret door. I took the left passage first. , and a cell was found there. As expected, a young man was imprisoned in the cell, but that man was already dead!"
Lan Zuiwu was shocked: "What did you say? The Mr. Wuhen we were looking for is dead?"
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and said: "I have never seen Mr. Wuhen, and I am not sure that he is Mr. Wuhen. In addition, the rotting corpse has changed beyond recognition, and there is no way to check whether it is Mr. Wuhen himself. But according to the age and death As time goes by, we can deduce that this person is probably Mr. Wuhen!"
Chu Mubai said: "This person is imprisoned in such a secret place as Luluo Temple. It must be Master Wuhen. It seems that we have been busy running around for so long. It’s been a long time, it turned out to be a waste of effort!”
Lan Zuiwu said worriedly: "The young master should be disappointed. He wanted to find his master, but he died miserably!"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "In addition, I also walked along the passage on the right. Guess where that passage leads to."
"Where does it lead?" Chu Mubai asked.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "White jade mountain village!"
"What? White Jade Villa?" Chu Mubai frowned and was surprised. He didn't expect that the secret passage behind the rockery actually led to Baiyu Villa.
Lan Zuiwu was puzzled: "Why did they build a secret passage between Baiyu Villa and Luluo Temple?"
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head and said: "I don't know, it seems that there are too many secrets hidden in this White Jade Villa!"
Tie Muyun had no intention of sleeping. He was currently sitting in a wheelchair using a knife to carve a wooden sculpture in his hand. The wooden sculpture was the statue of his master, Mr. Wuhen.
"Squeak--" A cold wind pushed open the window, blowing in the wind and snow outside.
Tie Muyun suddenly felt bad, frowned slightly, and glanced at the flickering candle on the table.
"Master..."
Tie Muyun had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a sudden knock on Tie Muyun's door. His nerves were all tense, and he drove his wheelchair to open the door.
The door was slowly opened, and Ye Zhenfeng stood outside the door wearing a black fox fur. His tall figure looked a little serious, and the chaotic wind and snow behind him was blending into the vast night.
"Young Master Ye!" Tie Muyun called him with a trembling voice.
"Have you found my master?" Tie Muyun's eyes were full of expectation, and the statue of Master Wuhen was held tightly in his hands.
Ye Zhenfeng frowned slightly, not knowing how to speak to this child.
Tie Muyun saw the seriousness on his face, as if he had guessed something, but as long as Ye Zhenfeng didn't say anything, he believed that his master was alive.
Tie Muyun had always been strong, but his eyes that were always full of sinister aura could not help but be stained by the wind and snow at this moment, and were slightly flushed. The tears that he could not hold back rolled back and forth in his broken eyes, repeating that he would be ready in the next second. Fall out.
"My master, is he..." Tie Muyun didn't get an answer from Ye Zhenfeng for a long time, and he had already guessed the answer.
Ye Zhenfeng really didn't want to disappoint people, but there are always too many disappointments in this life. He said in a deep voice:
"There is a Luluo Nunnery in the back hill of Baiyu Villa. It is the residence of the Villa's wife. Mu Bai and the others have analyzed that Mr. Wuhen is probably hiding in Luluo Nunnery, so we will visit Luluo Nunnery tonight."
"Sure enough, I found some clues. I found a secret passage in a rockery. After entering the secret passage, I found a cell... There was a young man imprisoned in the cell."
"When I arrived, he... he had been dead for a long time, and his body had begun to rot. The time of death was probably ten days ago... We suspect that this person... is Mr. Wuhen!"
Tie Muyun held the statue in his hand tightly, not daring to take a breath, and listened to Ye Zhenfeng's words very calmly.
The tears that had been swirling in his eyes rolled out one by one. He took a deep breath and said: "He died ten days ago..."
Tie Muyun is not a fool, he is very smart and understands analysis.
It was unusual for the deceased to be hidden in such a secret place as Luluo An. And this person, no need to guess, was most likely his master, Mr. Wuhen.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Young Master, Mrs. Qin and Mr. Li San have always been at odds with each other due to some relationship, so Luluo An is the only place that Mr. Li will not go to, and it is also the best place to hide Mr. Wuhen. Place! As for whether the person who died in the prison is really Mr. Wuhen... we can only guess, maybe he has his own destiny and we can’t say for certain!"
Tie Muyun nodded vigorously and said: "That's right! It is impossible for such a powerful person like my master to die so easily. He is still waiting for me to save him! There is no way he will die..."
Although Tie Muyun said so, the facts told him that the corpse of Nineteen Eighty-Nine belonged to Mr. Wuhen.
At this moment, Tie Muyun felt his heart aching, and there was endless grief and anger in his heart that could not be vented. He stretched out his hand and threw the statue in his hand into the snowdrift.
"Master...Master..."
Tie Muyun held his head in pain and roared, tears falling uncontrollably from his red eyes. He had never been so scared, never...
Ye Zhenfeng looked at Tie Muyun, who was almost crazy, and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he couldn't say anything that could alleviate the other person's pain at this moment, so he could only stay with him silently, guarding him, for fear that he would I can't think of anything stupid to do.
Tie Muyun covered his face with his hands, buried his head deeply in his knees, and cried for a long time.
The young man's thin shoulders kept shaking in the cold wind, and he kept choking and sobbing.
Ye Zhenfeng felt distressed when he saw it, so he took off his fox fur and put it on him.
Tie Muyun was shocked and looked up at him. The tears on his face were as silent as a river. He suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the snow in the courtyard. He drove his wheelchair and wanted to go there.
Because he moved so hastily, he even forgot about the steps, and the wheelchair crashed onto the steps. He ignored it, dragging his disabled legs and crawled towards the snow like a madman.
His hands pawed desperately through the snow, searching.
Ye Zhenfeng was startled. He had never seen Tie Muyun in such a mess.
Then he rushed forward and asked: "Young Master... what are you going to do?"
