I made the villain right.

The night is quiet and deep.

Fanhua Mansion.

The courtyard was silent. A few lanterns under the eaves glowed dimly in the night, illuminating the nearby grass and trees, making them appear hazy and increasingly deserted and bleak.

Two figures passed by the rockery in the dark. They gently pressed the button next to them, and a door suddenly opened in the rockery. After the two walked in, the door closed naturally.

The two walked down a long staircase to the underground, passed through a corridor lit by candlesticks, and finally reached the dark cell.

Tied up in the cell was a dying man covered in blood and knife wounds. His flesh had been cut open one by one with a dagger. The wounds were not deep, but were enough to make one's life worse than death.

Du Xuan walked to the corner of the dark cell where there was a bucket of water, scooped up a bucket of water, and poured it directly on the dying man.

He woke up instantly, his eyes wide open and he was breathing heavily. He was awakened by the pain. He had been subjected to repeated severe torture. The basin of water contained salt water, and every time he fainted, the salt water would be poured on his body. It was a heart-wrenching pain.

Now he is numb from the pain.

Fan Hua, dressed in a black robe, walked to the chair in the middle and sat down nonchalantly, his face as cold as frost and his eyes as cold as ice: "You still don't want to say it?"

The man looked up at Fan Hua, but chose to remain silent.

Fan Hua pulled the corner of his lips, revealing a contemptuous smile, his eyes were like knives, and his eyes were like knives, cutting bones: "Du Xuan, tell him what you found out."

"Yes, master," Du Xuan said seriously.

Du Xuan took a few steps and looked down at him, his eyes scrutinizing him: "You have been refusing to tell me that we have found the secret room."

Hearing this, the man looked up and questioned, "That place is very secret. You can't fail to find it in such a short time. Stop bluffing."

Before he could feel proud for too long, Du Xuan suddenly poured cold water on him, saying, "It's in a dry well in the back mountain of Beiming Village. I never bluff anyone."

The man's eyes were filled with shock. He couldn't believe they had found out so quickly. "Who are you?"

Facing his shock, Fan Hua smiled lightly, as if with sarcasm, and said with deep eyes: "In fact, we are old acquaintances. Last time in the suburbs, you even poisoned him."

He was shocked when he heard that. He didn't expect that Du Xuan didn't die after being poisoned by his poison, so he came to seek revenge on him. At that time, both of them were masked and no one could recognize each other, so he could pretend to be ignorant.

So he looked puzzled and asked, "Acquaintance? I don't know what acquaintance you two are. I'm afraid you have recognized the wrong person."

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Fan Hua suddenly lost all his patience. His expression suddenly dimmed and he said coldly, "Let's get straight to the point. Let's talk about something interesting. Who are you from in the five courtyards of Fengyun Pavilion? What is the poison you secretly made?"

The man was shocked when he heard this, the internal organization of Fengyun Pavilion was confidential and few people knew about it. Seeing that Fan Hua not only accurately said that Fengyun Pavilion had five academies, but also knew that he was from Fengyun Pavilion, he could conclude that the person in front of him was also from Fengyun Pavilion.

Then he thought of something else that made his hair stand on end. His coming out of the pavilion this time was an extremely secret matter. If the people above knew that he had been doing evil near Kyoto and was plotting something big, he would be killed without even a bone left. He had no choice but to conceal it.

He still pretended to be dumb, "I don't know what you are talking about"

Since the man joined Fengyun Pavilion a few months ago, Du Xuan and Fan Hua were not in Fengyun Pavilion at that time, so he did not think that the two people in front of him were the masters of Fengyun Pavilion who should not be provoked the most.

Fan Hua always wears a mask in Fengyun Pavilion, and not many people have seen his true face, except for a few close people. Outside, he disguises himself as the boss of Fumengxuan, and very few people in the world know his identity.

The man had no idea that the cold and frosty man in front of him was the leader of Fengyun Pavilion, otherwise he would not have been fearless and acted stupid in front of Fan Hua.

Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Fan Hua had exhausted his last bit of patience. Suddenly, a hint of hostility appeared on his brows. He flashed and moved in front of the man. In an instant, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and quickly stabbed it into the man's thigh. He said coldly: "Think it over first."

The man's painful screams echoed in the dark cell, and blood immediately oozed out from his thigh, soaking a large area of ​​his clothes on his leg.

The man's face was distorted with pain. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and compromised, "Okay, I'll tell you," his voice was as thin as a thread.

After a pause, his eyes suddenly gleamed with a gleam of light, and after a pause, he said, "I am from the Third Hospital."

Hearing this, Fan Hua glanced at Du Xuan, and Du Xuan immediately showed a look of surprise on his face. He never expected that someone would put the blame on him in front of him and that the investigation would lead to him being the one.

Fan Hua has his own ability to distinguish things and would not just believe what the man said.

Then he moved quickly and stabbed the man's other thigh with the dagger again. The man screamed again and shouted "spare me".

Fan Hua turned a deaf ear to him and took out another dagger from his waist. He gently touched the blade with his slender fingers to test its sharpness and said calmly, "The next cut will be to the throat."

He was horrified and immediately said, "I am from the first hospital.

Upon hearing this, Fan Hua's eyes looked unclear.

It seems that he has been living away for a long time, and some people can't help but get restless and start to make some moves.

He had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Go on."

"I followed the dean's orders to collect various venomous snakes and capture children. I locked the snakes and children together, and after the snakes bit the children to death, I took out their heart blood and used it to secretly develop a poison called Heart-Erosion Poison," he said with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"The group of black-clothed men in the secret cave are not from Fengyun Pavilion. Whose are they?"

He lowered his eyelids to hide the wandering look in his eyes, "These are some people from the underworld that I specially found outside."

Fan Hua listened to the whole thing, his brows furrowed, his eyes narrowed with murderous intent. In the blink of an eye, he raised his hand and scratched his neck. The vein broke and blood spurted out, splashing onto his robe and face, making him frown.

The man felt a sharp pain in his neck and suddenly had difficulty breathing. He opened his mouth rapidly and could only watch in horror as the blood from his neck slowly drained away until he died.

Du Xuan knew that Fan Hua was a germaphobe, so he skillfully took out a handkerchief and handed it to Fan Hua. Fan Hua took it and calmly wiped the blood stains on his face. After wiping, he immediately threw the handkerchief into the brazier on the ground, and the handkerchief was gradually swallowed by the fire.

"Xiao Hong actually secretly made poison without the master's knowledge. What is the master's plan now?"

"I'll go back in person when I get a chance."

Du Xuan thought of the secret cave behind Beiming Village and didn't know what to do with it, so he asked Fan Hua, "Master, how do we deal with the things in the secret cave?"

Without hesitation, he said: "Burn all those things."

Then Du Xuan asked: "What should we do with the captured men in black?"

After Fan Hua thought for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "The Dali Temple in Kyoto is also investigating this matter anxiously. You can find a way to pass this message to Shi Sheng, and let him deal with those men in black. I believe he should be interested in that group of people."

A trace of doubt flashed in Du Xuan's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment, "Yes"

The two men walked out of the dark cell and returned to their rooms.

After returning to his room, Fan Hua immediately changed his clothes and burned them in the brazier. Then he walked through two rooms to the bathing pool, took off his thin inner clothes, put them on the screen, revealing his strong chest, and then went into the pool to bathe.

General's Mansion.

In the dead of night, a dark figure flew over the eaves and walls and passed through the numerous obstacles and inspections of the general's mansion.

Shi Sheng's study.

Shi Sheng hadn't rested yet. He was still troubled by the case. He went to Zuimengju this morning, but it was deserted. There were only traces of a fight and some poisonous snakes left at the scene. No clues were found.

He was also unable to find out the identities of the men in black who committed suicide by taking poison, and the clues were cut off. As long as the case was not solved, it meant that the missing children were in great danger.

Just as Shi Sheng was absorbed in his thoughts, suddenly there was a "whoosh" sound, and a flying knife broke through the window and hit the bookshelf next to him.

Shi Sheng was startled when he heard the voice, and ran out of the door at full speed. He looked around and found that it was quiet outside the house and there was no one in sight.

After returning to the house, he was surprised to find a note nailed to the flying knife. He quickly opened it and saw that the note read: "The answer you are looking for is in the dry well in the back mountain of Beiming Village."

Shi Sheng's deep eyes were sparkling.

Who was passing the message to him and what was the purpose? It was horrifying to think that he could come and go freely in the mansion without being noticed.

As for whether the above content is true, he will take people to check it out tomorrow.

The night was lifted.

The sun rises and the sky gradually brightens.

The back mountain of Beiming Village.

The bamboo forest in the early morning is shrouded in thick fog. The green bamboos all over the mountain appear and disappear, and thousands of golden lights shine in the bamboo forest, as if you are trapped in a fairyland. Suddenly, the wind blows, and the bamboo forest sways gently, making a mesmerizing sound, like a deep piece of music.

Shi Shengzheng led a group of people, searching for the dry well in a bamboo forest. Finally, they found the dry well in a remote corner. The dry well was covered with moss.

Shi Sheng stood beside the dry well, looking down at the bottom of the well, and ordered his subordinates: "Zhang Cheng, send someone to check what is under the well."

"Yes," Zhang Cheng replied, and then said to a soldier closer to him, "Go down and take a look."

The soldier followed orders and tied the rope around his waist. Three people behind him pulled the rope for him and slowly lowered him down.

A few hours later.

After the soldier finished checking, he was pulled up. Muna said, "Sir, there is nothing down there. It's just an ordinary dry well."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng frowned and said unhappily: "Sir, we have been deceived."

Shi Sheng's eyes darkened as he pondered, no one would do such a stupid thing, running to the heavily guarded general's mansion in the middle of the night to play a trick on him, there must be something he missed.

His eyes turned and he suddenly said, "Maybe there is a dark room here. Let's see if there is a switch nearby."

Hearing this, everyone started looking around. Shi Sheng squatted down, took out a magnifying glass to check the well, and suddenly saw an out-of-place spot on the wall of the well. The mosses around it were all growing lushly, except for a small piece that was withered. He looked carefully and found a hidden black button there, so he quickly pressed it.

Then a piece of land near the wellhead suddenly opened up, revealing a hole that could accommodate a carriage. They carefully went down through the hole, passed through an underground staircase, and arrived at a larger secret room with several rooms. He asked several groups of people to act separately.

Suddenly, the sound of a child crying was heard from a room in the secret room. Hearing the sound, Sheng immediately ran in and found a cage in the room with several surviving children locked up in it.

When the children saw the people coming, their eyes were full of hope. They cried and begged, "Big brother, please save me!"

Shi Sheng couldn't bear it and quickly used his sword to cut the chains and rescue the child inside.

Shi Sheng pulled a little girl over and asked, "Are there any other people imprisoned in the cave?"

The girl said in fear: "There are no more. We are the only ones left. The others who were captured with us were bitten to death by poisonous snakes."

Suddenly Zhang Cheng ran to him and said, "My Lord, have you discovered something?"

Hearing the noise, Shi Sheng rushed over to check and found five men in black tied up in a room. They were leaning against the wall and unconscious.

"My lord, they are still alive, but they have been drugged and tied up here. There is also a room next door that has been burned down. We can't see anything. I wonder what they are doing?"

Shi Sheng then went to the burned room and looked at it for a while, then checked other rooms one after another. He roughly guessed that the burned room was used to make poison, and someone didn't want the poison to be made public, so they burned it. But Shi Sheng didn't feel sorry about it. Instead, he agreed with this move, because it was a poison that harmed the world and it was best to destroy it.

Not long after, Shi Sheng led the group of men in black and the children out of the well.

Fanhua Mansion.

The main hall is decorated in a rigorous and dignified manner.

Fan Hua leaned lazily on the sandalwood desk, sipping the fragrant tea leisurely. A set of green sand teapot and tea set was placed on the exquisite coffee table.

At this time, Du Xuan walked in from outside, holding a few bags of dried fruits from Yuelingpu in his hands.

"Master, Shi Sheng has already taken those men in black away this morning."

"Hmm." He glanced at Du Xuan indifferently.

"Master, I have bought the dried fruits you wanted."

"Well, let's go." He stood up from the chair.

"Yes"

The two of them got on a carriage and left the mansion, heading to the suburbs.

About two hours later.

They arrived at a small forest where there stood a tombstone with the name "Little Leo" written on it.

Fan Hua put the dried fruit in his hand in front of the tombstone. Du Xuan tactfully walked to another place to keep watch, giving Fan Hua and Xiao Lizi some time alone.

Fan Hua squatted down and pulled out some weeds nearby. With a soft look in his eyes, he said in a gentle voice, "Little Li, I brought your favorite dried fruits to see you. You didn't eat enough last time, so I bought a lot this time."

And then there was no further words. He lowered his eyes, with an unspeakable emotion hidden in his eyes. He remained silent and focused on pulling out the weeds beside him. There was silence and silence all around, and a feeling of dullness and depression filled the air.

Little Leo was the person who saved his life a few years ago. He was only seven years old this year. He died at the hands of those men in black a few days ago. He found his body among a pile of corpses in the suburbs. Because he liked the smell of sun and rain, he buried him in this forest so that he could bathe in the sun and rain.