Lan Zuiwu said: "However, based on your speculation, there is no substantial evidence at all. It is impossible to be sure that Mr. Li San is behind all this. Moreover, after getting along with each other during this time, I feel that Mr. Li San is really a man. He’s a very good person! I really don’t see any bad intentions in him!”
Ye Zhenfeng frowned slightly and said, "I don't want this to be related to him, but he is hiding a huge secret. This is the beginning of me having to doubt him."
Tie Changqing said: "Oh, Mr. Ye, you said that Mr. Li San is hiding a big secret. What secret is it?"
Ye Zhenfeng pondered for a while and said: "Master Tie Zhuang, I can't tell you this matter yet, because before there is conclusive evidence, rashly telling the secret of Master Li San may put him in danger."
Chu Mubai said: "Zhenfeng, what you said is that you are worried that your guess is wrong and that you accidentally hurt a good person. In this case, if we wait patiently for a while, I think no matter what is hidden in Baiyu Villa, it is a human or a ghost. , he will always show his flaws during this period."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, and then said: "Mu Bai, you are right, let's end the discussion tonight."
Everyone left Ye Zhenfeng's room one by one. Everyone had their own thoughts. Tie Muyun carefully recalled what Ye Zhenfeng said just now. When he was walking through the long corridor in a wheelchair, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the courtyard. Falling red plums.
The snowy wind gently blew his robes, and the mink velvet scarf around his neck was trembling slightly. He looked at the lights in Master Wuhen's room, and already made a decision in his heart.
He couldn't wait any longer. The purpose of coming to Beijiu Villa was to rescue his master. Even if Ye Zhenfeng and others warned him not to act rashly, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer at this moment.
"Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -"
Tie Muyun knocked on Master Wuhen's door, and saw the impostor in the room opening the door, with a hasty smile on his lips, and asked: "Mu... Muyun! Why are you here? "
"Master, my disciple has something that I can't figure out, so I came to ask you a question so that it won't disturb your rest!"
"Ah... of course not, Master is not asleep yet!"
Mr. Wuhen let Tie Muyun into the room, then looked outside the door and saw no one was following him, then slowly closed the door.
Tie Muyun looked at the wine bottle and two wine glasses that Master Wuhen put on the table, smiled slightly and said, "Has anyone come to see Master?"
Mr. Wuhen smiled slightly and explained: "Zhuoyu came here just now, and we chatted for a while. No, as soon as he left, you came back. By the way, Muyun, do you have anything to do with Master so late? ?”
Tie Muyun looked at Master Wuhen and suddenly raised his right hand, only to see five silver-white puppet spirit threads swishing towards Master Wuhen.
Master Wuhen was shocked and hurriedly kicked the round table towards Tie Muyun.
Although Tie Muyun was sitting in a wheelchair, the wheelchair had been modified by him. It rotated and took him backwards quickly. The round table that flew over hit the round table, and was knocked out and hit the wall. It suddenly became broken pieces.
As soon as Tie Muyun's wheelchair landed, he slapped the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, and several more golden arrows flew out. Mr. Wuhen was shocked and hurriedly dodged around. Finally he jumped onto the bed and kicked away a golden arrow.
However, Tie Muyun's offensive did not stop, and he attacked again, only to see a strange puppet that clicked and screamed, quickly scurrying onto the bed like a wild monkey.
Countless random puppet spiritual threads crisscrossed his body left and right, making him unable to move. If he moved even slightly, the sharp puppet spiritual threads might cut his throat.
Mr. Wuhen pretended to smile and said, "Haha! Mu Yun... what are you doing? Are you kidding Master?"
Tie Muyun played with the puppet spirit thread in his hand and slowly came to his side: "Master, do you think I am joking with you?"
Seeing Tie Muyun's sarcastic smile, Mr. Wuhen said angrily: "Muyun! You still won't let me go as a teacher. This joke is not funny at all!"
Tie Muyun's slender fingers slightly tightened one of the puppet spiritual threads, and the puppet spiritual thread scratched Master Wuhen's arm, causing blood to flow slowly.
Tie Muyun looked at him and said: "You are not my master, Mr. Wuhen, otherwise how could you not even be able to dodge the puppet's spiritual thread that controls the puppet!"
"You kid, what are you talking about? If I weren't your master, who would you be?" Prince Wuhen said, pretending to be calm.
?????????????????? He was very confident in his ability to disguise himself, and believed that no matter how Tie Muyun looked, he would not be able to tell any clues from his appearance.
Tie Muyun said: "Oh? If you are really my master, Mr. Wuhen, why don't you use the puppet soul thread to control the puppet? The puppet soul thread can be used by every puppet master. Can you show me your skills? Take a look and prove that you are really my master!"
Baimianyanjun couldn't bear it anymore. Since Tie Muyun had seen through his identity, he didn't want to pretend anymore, so he said, "When did you see my flaw?"
Tie Muyun curled his lips and smiled, looking at Bai Mianyanjun on the bed and said: "Ever since you refused to show me your carving skills, I began to doubt you, but your disguise skills are so powerful that I suddenly I can't be sure whether you are real or fake. So I asked you if you remember the carving knife you gave me on my thirteenth birthday. In fact, the carving knife was given by my master on my tenth birthday. If you are really It is impossible for my master to remember it wrong!"
Baimianyanjun sneered: "Even so, maybe I was drunk and didn't think about it for a moment."
Seeing that he still wanted to be tough, Tie Muyun said: "Before leaving, I touched your right hand and there was no callus on it. I have to admit that your disguise skills can indeed be fake. Unfortunately, you are not a puppet master. , I won’t be able to learn the carving skills for a while, and if I don’t use the carving knife all the time, my right hand will not have calluses left by the carving knife.”
After Tie Muyun finished speaking, he peeled off the thin human skin on Bai Mianyanjun's face, revealing his true face in Lushan.
Under the human skin, there is a strange man. His face is fair and handsome, but there is a hint of femininity between his eyebrows, and his lips are darker than ordinary people, leaning towards bright red.
Tie Muyun looked at the strange man in front of him and asked, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my master!"
Baimianyanjun smiled coldly and said:
"The puppet master of Beijiu Villa is really powerful. You actually figured out my identity. I, Baimianyanjun, am a well-known disguise master in the world! The reason why I want to pretend to be your master, Mr. Wuhen, is Everything was ordered by Master Li."
"He said that a large number of people from the world are waiting at Baiyu Villa. The purpose is to invite the world-famous Mr. Wuhen to come and identify the authenticity of the half-faced Rakshasa. If Mr. Wuhen does not show up for one day, these people will not leave. , he gave me a good price, and in the spirit of helping others, I pretended to be Mr. Wuhen and came to Baiyu Villa to solve this crisis for Master Li!"
Although Tie Muyun was not very involved in the affairs of the world, he was not a child who was easily fooled. He said: "That sounds high-sounding. I don't want to know about the shady activities between you. I just want to know that my master has nothing to do with me now." Where is Master Hen?"
Baimianyanjun was startled, turned to look at him and said: "Young Master Puppet, didn't you hear what I said clearly? Master Li asked me to pretend to be him because he couldn't find your master. How could I know about him?" Where are you now?"
Tie Muyun said: "Now everyone in the world wants to find my master, Mr. Wuhen. If someone hadn't hidden him deliberately, how could they not find him? Bai-faced Lord, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Don't do it." You think I am a child who is easy to deceive. You have to know that sometimes children always act lightly. If the puppet spiritual thread in my hand accidentally falls, you may be missing arms and legs. It’s not good!”
Baimianyan looked at the little devil in front of him uneasily, and felt that the viciousness in his eyes was definitely not a joke, so he said: "Okay... okay, let me tell you, I really don't know your master." If you want to know the whereabouts of your master, you can ask Li Shifeng!"
Tie Muyun had no patience at this moment. He pulled with his right hand, and a puppet spirit thread in his hand was suddenly stained with blood red. He saw that one of Baimianyanjun's ears had been cut off by him.
"ah--"
Baimianyanjun wailed in pain, but before he could cry out, Tie Muyun had already reached out and sealed his acupuncture points, making him unable to make a sound.
Tie Muyun looked at the left ear that he had cut off, and sneered: "Since you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it anymore. Your left ear is disobedient, so it seems that it is useless to keep the right ear. Why don’t we cut it too!”
Lord Baimianyan was really afraid that this little devil would mess up and move around in fear, but as soon as he struggled like this, his body was suddenly scratched by countless puppet spiritual threads, and blood flowed out in an instant.
Tie Muyun looked at the Bai-faced Lord who looked like a bloody corpse in front of him, raised his head and laughed proudly and said: "Don't you call yourself Bai-faced Lord, and are you very proud of your ability to disguise yourself? I'll cut off one of yours. "Left Ear, how can you disguise yourself as someone else in the future? People will recognize you very quickly as long as one ear is missing! Hahahaha! It's so interesting! Don't you think so?"
Tie Muyun suddenly looked at Baimianyan Jun, raised his right hand and gently shook the white puppet spirit thread in his hand, and asked again: "Tell me, where is my master hidden by you?"
At this time, Tie Muyun was really worried. Ye Zhenfeng had previously advised him not to act rashly. Maybe the person hiding Mr. Wuhen was not Li Shifeng. If he rashly dealt with the counterfeit, he might not be able to find the real Mr. Wuhen. Not only that, but it will also alert the enemy.
Baimianyanjun's eyes widened as he looked at the puppet spirit thread in Tie Muyun's hand. He couldn't make a sound at the moment, so he could only close his eyes and wait for the final judgment.
Seeing him like this, Tie Muyun knew that he really didn't know the whereabouts of Master Wuhen.
He stabbed the puppet spirit thread in his hand into the bed tent, then turned and left.
