Jianghuke

"Trap?" Chi Heting finished reading the letter, and casually returned it to Gu Miao, saying disapprovingly, "Impossible."

The existence of this secret room was only known to Fang Hongxuan when he had won Fang Hongxuan's trust in his previous life and saw him open it with his own eyes.Unless that old thing also escaped from Black and White Wuchang, how could he bother to set a trap in a secret room that no one knew about.

Gu Miao picked up the pen, stopped after writing two words, turned her head and said, "How do you go back to Wuzhou? If you say that, he will definitely not believe it."

"Just say that Fang Hongxuan didn't know that I had seen the Chamber of Secrets." Chi Heting sat beside him, took a pen, "I'll do it."

"But Ah Chi," Gu Miao hesitated, "If there is really a trap in the secret room, I will be caught..."

Chi Heting put an index finger on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Shh, say something auspicious."

Gu Miao laughed, stopped talking, laid down on the table leisurely, and watched him write stroke by stroke carefully, as if it was a very beautiful handwriting.The lamp flame flickered twice, trembling, and cast a pair of very faint and flickering shadows on the wall.

Whether it is hope or trap, there is no way out.

They have no choice.

At this moment.

Fang Hongxuan was sitting on a chair, with eyes drooping, listening to a group of black witches in shifts report on the situation in the Soul Refining Hall.

"That's all?" He said in a calm tone, "What's the difference between what you said and yesterday?"

The gang of black witches underneath were silent.

"Recently there have been unpleasant rumors in the world, and the source is actually the half-dead Feihua Pavilion." Fang Hongxuan played with the finely patterned white porcelain teacup for a long time, then suddenly let go of it, let it go It fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered into pieces, "My patience is not good, that's what should happen to things that block the eyes. Where is the master of Tianshu Hall?"

The head of Tianshu Hall, who was waiting outside the hall, heard the roll call, and quickly crawled in and said, "My subordinate is here."

"Feihuage's handwriting...is very familiar. I can be sure that Baiyi Faceless is not dead. Kang Yuanming's achievements are not enough to reveal his faults. If you have been with me for so many years, capital crimes are inevitable, and living crimes are inevitable. You Go and bring him back and refine him into a medicine man as a punishment."

The head of Tianshu Hall knelt on the ground, buried his head low, and said in panic: "But, I heard that there is a dark hall..."

"Dark hall?" Fang Hongxuan sighed, "I did send people from the dark hall to pick up Yuan Ming. But I haven't heard from him for so long, I'm afraid... I'm just playing around again. I wanted to use this abandoned son to train him for a long time." Fan, who would have expected this child to be stubborn by nature, but fortunately, the delay is not a big deal. You do it, you must do it well, and don't let them realize that Xuanzong is saving people."

"The subordinates take orders, and they will definitely not disappoint the suzerain." After finishing speaking, the head master of Tianshu hall carefully looked up, seeing that Fang Hongxuan had no other indications, he quickly got up and walked out.

"Hold on."

The master of Tianshu Hall burst into tears, stopped abruptly, rolled back and said respectfully, "What else can the master order?"

"I seem to have heard that there is a young guest at Lingde Lake, or a former disciple of Yaowanggu?"

"The suzerain has a good memory. A few days ago, there was information that the master of the Feihua Pavilion was furious because of a young guest, and wrote to the Yaowang Valley to name and reprimand a certain disciple. In the end, the disciple was expelled from the valley. It's over."

Fang Hongxuan knocked on the chair casually, and said: "With Zon Qinghuan's temperament, a mere abandonment of Yaowanggu will not make him protect each other so much. This young man is probably related to the white-clothed faceless who pretended to die and hid himself."

"The suzerain wants to make him—" The master of Tianshu hall understood, his eyes were fierce, and he made a "kill" motion.

"I am not one of those rude quacks. Don't touch him for what you are calling for beating and killing." Fang Hongxuan smiled lightly, "You just need to find a way to let that boy hear a piece of news."

"Please tell the suzerain."

"Just say, 'Xuanzong will send the top master in the dark hall to assassinate Chong Qinghuan to stop the rumors'. Remember? After that, I will make my own arrangements."

The master of Tianshu hall suddenly raised his head, his face was full of shock: "Could it be that the master wants to personally..."

"Unbelievably stupid!" Fang Hongxuan sat up straight, and reprimanded, "The thing on your neck, besides killing people, can it be used for other purposes?!"

"The suzerain's reprimand is right! The suzerain calms down, and the subordinates will go and receive the punishment themselves."

Not long after, screams came from the open space outside, so shrill that everyone in the hall trembled.

"The person who hinders me, how can I let him die happily." Fang Hongxuan picked up the newly served tea cup and sipped it gracefully. But with a slight smile, "It's better to let him live well, let the living be tortured by the dead, tortured by conscience day and night, unable to escape, go mad and die in pain."

He rubbed the fingers on his hand, looked at the people in the hall who didn't dare to show their atmosphere, suddenly felt a little tired, waved his hand and said: "Everyone back down."

Everyone hurriedly said: "Thank you, suzerain."

Fang Hongxuan sat in the dark and empty hall for a long time before walking slowly back to the bedroom alone.

There is a huge wall painting in the bedroom, which depicts the endless snow-capped mountains.

He stretched out his hand to caress the slightly raised paint, and slowly moved along the mountains, finally stopping at a cedar forest.I only heard two low hums from the wall, and a gap appeared in the middle of the snow mountain, revealing a dark secret passage.

Fang Hongxuan looked at the pitch blackness where he couldn't see his fingers, and rarely showed a little hesitation, as if some kind of monster that devoured people lived in it.After a long time, he sighed softly, his eyes showed a little bitterness, and finally he took a step, gradually submerged into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

The snow in Lingde Lake melted and then froze, and Zhong Qinghuan still didn't come back, but people kept sending messages to report that they were safe, saying that they had encountered some troubles and were dealing with people, and there was no great danger.

Jiang Wuzhou ordered someone to sort out the location of the branch pavilions where the news was sent out, and realized that Zhong Qinghuan had indeed taken a long detour, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what happened, and there was no danger anyway, so he focused on the eclipse Bone incense on.

Within two days, he received another strange secret letter, the signature of which was unknown, and the recipient only wrote the words "Master Feihua Pavilion". If it is inconvenient to go to the appointment in the pavilion, you can let the newly promoted guest minister go instead.

It's all about weirdness.

Jiang Wuzhou sent Protector Zuo to wait for three days at the Sunset Pavilion, but he didn't see anyone suspicious, so he temporarily put the secret letter on hold.

Another three days later, Zhong Qinghuan appeared under the archway in a hurry, with a roll of blankets on the horse's back, and it could be seen that someone was wrapped inside.

Jiang Wuzhou came out to greet him, and when he saw the blanket, he frowned: "Why are you the only one coming back, where are the other guards?"

"The team of people who don't know where they came from was too difficult. I asked them to take Kang Yuanming and lead them away." Zong Qinghuan said, "I brought this little beast back. After being caught, it howled like a dog. A dog, I beat him up, and he’s probably still unconscious right now. He’s not dead, don’t look, I’m afraid you’ll do something evil... I mean, it’s cold outside, you’d better go back to the house first.”

"Well, I'll wait for you in Qingsongyuan, and we have something to discuss."

A quarter of an hour later.

Noon Qinghuan read the secret letter over and over again, and said, "The person mentioned above, besides me, is Cen Xi. Did you ask him to see it?"

Jiang Wuzhou was stunned, and said: "But the recipient is you. I'm afraid Zixi will be involved again..."

"You can't always protect him like this. Whether he becomes a guest minister in the future or is sent to Xuanniao to be an apprentice, he must learn some skills to protect himself." Chung Qinghuan flicked the letter paper, " Just call to see, and won't eat him. Feihong! Go and invite Dr. Cen."

Cen Xi was called to the study for some unknown reason.

As soon as he received the letter, his eyes widened immediately, and he carefully read it word by word several times, wishing to get into the strokes to study.After a long while, he raised his head and said affirmatively: "There is no mistake, it is the handwriting of Yao Wang and his old man."

The author says:

Although Little Doctor Cen has not formally agreed to become a guest qing, those who did not know the inside story took what the pavilion master said before to help him find a place, so they called Cen Xi a "guest qing".