peach blossom

When Xiao Fengling came to the study, Hu Zheng said: "The leader's guess is right. The people we sent out flew pigeons to pass the letter, confirming that we found suspicious people wandering around Mingjian Villa today."

Xiao Fengling nodded and said: "Their target is Wang Yu, we must ensure his safety."

"Yes!" Hu Zheng continued, "We sent the disciples who sneaked into Qilin Villa to report that the owner Gao Guangjie has been in close contact with a person called Mr. Gu recently."

"Mr. Gu?" Xiao Fengling said with a stern face, "Let them follow Gao Guangjie closely, I want to see who this Mr. Gu is!"

"To the Hierarch, Gao Guangjie and that Mr. Gu did not meet, but contacted through letters. The people we sent only found out about it after they intercepted their pigeons."

"Oh?" Xiao Fengling raised her eyebrows, "Show me the letter."

Xiao Fengling took the letter, and his hands shook violently when he saw the words on it. Of course, he would not feel unfamiliar with such a familiar font. These are Tang Xiao's notes.The content of the letter was very brief, just asking Gao Guangjie to stand still and wait for the opportunity to act according to the plan.

"Tang Xiao...Senior brother...haha...Okay! Okay!" Xiao Fengling said ruthlessly as she rubbed the letter paper to pieces.

"Master..." Hu Zheng stood aside and looked at the sadness on Xiao Fengling's face, wanted to persuade him but didn't know how to persuade him, so he asked, "What shall we do next?"

"Don't startle the snake. Since Tang Xiao asked Gao Guangjie to wait for the opportunity, he must have a plan. Let's wait and see what happens. I want to see what their plan is!" Xiao Fengling turned around and took out an oilcloth package from the bookshelf. He handed it to Hu Zheng and said, "Let them scatter this heart-biting heart into the well of Qilin Villa. Remember, there must be no trace!"

"Yes!"

After Hu Zheng left, Xiao Fengling slumped down on the chair, propped her head on her left hand, and wrote and drew on the paper with a brush in her right hand.Thinking about the murders these days in his mind, his subordinates also unconsciously wrote down the names of the deceased.

"Nangonglian, Wang Kui, Mrs. Huijing..." Any one of these people is a first-class master in the martial arts. Even if Tang Xiao wanted to frame him, how could he kill these people?Who would be the person who learned the Xuanwu Sword Art?

A series of questions made Xiao Fengling faintly feel that things were far from that simple. Tang Xiao was able to make these actions, and there must be someone helping him behind the scenes.

"Nangonglian and Wang Kui can still explain, but Master Huijing is too far away in Emei, so why did Tang Xiao go to such lengths to kill her?" Xiao Fengling put her hand on her forehead and thought inexplicably, these people had a relationship with herself Yuan, and also met on the same day, that is, at the sword test meeting held by the Nangong family.

"Master." Haitang's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Xiao Fengling replied.

"Master, the disciples sent to Emei to investigate sent two messages. The first one is that the disciples of Emei have cremated Master Huijing's body, and the cause of death cannot be found."

"What?" Xiao Fengling was quite puzzled by this news, "Aren't the disciples of the Emei Sect buried in the back mountain after death? How could they be cremated?"

"This... no one knows." Haitang said.

Xiao Fengling asked again: "What about the second news?"

Haitang replied: "The day before Mrs. Huijing was killed, someone went to Emei Mountain to look for her, but because she was in retreat and practicing at that time, it was inconvenient to meet guests, so that person left."

Xiao Fengling frowned: "Can you find out who is looking for her?"

"No, Emei disciples don't seem to know that person."

"This is even more strange..." Xiao Fengling murmured, "Although Mrs. Huijing belongs to the rank of master uncle in the Emei sect, she is actually only in her thirties, and she has this status because she worshiped under the Emei sect at a young age. , has been in the sect for a long time, and I heard that Master Huijing is too dedicated to martial arts, and has been practicing in retreat on Mount Emei all year round, so what chance does such a person have to meet outsiders?"

"What the leader said... this matter is indeed very strange." Haitang nodded frequently.

Xiao Fengling thought for a while and said, "Haitang, you go out of the valley and do something for me."

"At the command of the leader."

Xiao Fengling said: "After you left the valley, you walked all the way north. When you saw a teahouse called Wangfeng, you went in. Xiaoer asked you what you want, and you said you wanted clairvoyance and wind ears."

"Clairvoyance? Shunfeng ear? Can it be eaten?" Haitang asked puzzled.

"If you say that, Xiao Er will know that you are not going to eat." Xiao Fengling took the pen and paper and said while writing, "When the time comes, you hand this piece of paper to their shopkeeper. How much money does he ask you for? Just give it."

"Yes."

This day, Han Tiexin was dozing off with his eyes closed in his room. He felt something flying around in front of him in a daze. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw that it was a big white moth hovering over his head with flapping wings. .This was a disturbing dream, but when Han Tiexin saw the moth, there was a clear light in his eyes, he turned over and sat up, closed the doors and windows, and lit candles in the room.

It’s not time for dinner yet. Although the doors and windows are closed, you can still see things in the room. It’s natural for moths to fly to the flame. When the candlelight is lit, the big white moth will fly over by itself. The candlelight reflects on its thin wings. On the wings, there are small holes as thin as a cow's hair, and the small holes are regularly pieced together to form a short four words: Wangfeng Tea House.

When the moth exhausted all its strength and collapsed beside the candle, Han Tiexin blew out the candle and stood up, stood at the door and watched for a while, turned over and jumped onto the roof, and quickly ran out of the valley with lightness kung fu.

Going north after leaving Qingping Valley, it won't be long before you can see the plaque of Wangfeng Tea House. As soon as Han Tiexin entered, the waiter warmly stepped forward and said, "Please come inside! What do you want to use?"

"Noodles." Han Tiexin said lightly.

"Okay, what kind of noodles do you want?" the waiter asked again.

"Use the noodles under the gold chain." Han Tiexin continued to reply.

The smile on the waiter's face became more meaningful, and he stepped forward and said: "We can't make the objective face here, so please move, follow me to see my shopkeeper."

Han Tiexin followed the waiter to the kitchen, the waiter turned the noodle vat, and with the sound of gears turning, a secret passage appeared on the ground, the waiter led the way with an oil lamp, Han Tiexin followed him down the steps.

At the end of the passage was a stone room. An old man with white hair and beard was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, and beside him stood a bloated middle-aged man.

"The shopkeeper, someone has brought it here." The waiter said to the middle-aged man.

Han Tiexin took a step forward and knelt down in front of the old man, and said respectfully: "My apprentice sees Master."

"No, no, get up." The old man waved his hand to signal him to get up.

"Master, why are you here?" Han Tiexin asked strangely.

"Of course it's a treasure hunt!" The old man smiled mysteriously, and took out a paper bag from his arms, which contained several soybean-sized seeds.

"I want to ask why you came to Wangfeng Tea House."

"Well... of course it's because all the money I brought out was bought for seeds. I always need travel expenses when I go back to Snow Valley." The old man said with a smile.

"Then...why did you call me over?" Han Tiexin asked dumbfounded.

"I'm getting older, so I still want to give the opportunity to young people to practice more." With a clear guilty conscience in his smile, the old man handed a piece of paper in front of Han Tiexin, and said, "Take a look."