On another carriage, Xiaoqi also looked out the window with his face supported.

"What are you thinking?" Goro asked.

Xiaoqi withdrew his gaze and laughed in a low voice, "I thought my father would take us out overnight and what would happen if we had any tricks. I didn't expect that I would just come to the other courtyard to stay for a few days, but in the end I was caught and caught."

"You can be content if you can stay in another hospital for a few days. You don't know how fierce the scholars are making noise outside our house. They shout day and night, making people's ears hurt."

"Have you seen Sister in the past few days?"

Feng Yishu shook his head, "There are too many peach blossom guards outside the Wei Mansion, which is not easy to surround."

Xiaoqi was stunned, "How did the letter from Sister who reported her safety before was sent?"

"Wei Xingzhen has a way of it myself." Feng Yishu whispered.

The two sighed at the same time.

After a while, Xiaoqi looked at Goro again, "Tomorrow, when they confront each other, can we go outside the Xuanmen to take a look?"

"Where do I know how to go?" Feng Yishu yawned, and he closed his eyes and leaned on the soft seat behind him. "At that time, it depends on what His Majesty meant."

Xiao Qi closed his feet and yawned, "I really want to go home early. I don't know if it's because of the bed these days, so I always feel that I can't sleep well."

"I've gotten used to it after a long time," Feng Yishu muttered in a low voice, "I've had a dream for several days in a row..."

"Is that so? That's quite a coincidence," Xiaoqi replied in a low voice, "The dreams I've had these days are all good."

She looked out the window and frowned slightly.

But it's...

I feel uneasy.

...

Late at night, the north wind was tight, and Du Kuangfeng returned home on the moon. He never thought that Feng Yan's small building was still on, so he took off his hat and knocked on the yard door.

I never thought that the person who came to open the door was Ji Ran.

The two of them walked through the vestibule together, and Du Qiangfeng was really surprised, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Everyone is still discussing tomorrow's arrangements." Ji Ran said, "Another, shortly after you left tonight, Wei Xingzhen also went out."

Du Xuanfeng looked over, "Where has he been?"

"Wenyuan Pavilion." Ji Ran replied, "Although you can't read Feng Zhiyan's name... I did find the records about Sanxitang."

The two walked to the door of the small building, and Du Qiangfeng pushed the door open and entered, and a warm and warm air came to his face.

Wei Xingzhen and Feng Yan sat in the same place in the room. When they heard his voice, they looked up at the same time.

"The Heavenly Master is back. How are you talking to Lord Yin?" Feng Yan said softly, "Has he agreed to help you?"

Du Qiangfeng placed the hat on the table beside him and sat down with his knees on both hands.

"He made a condition with me..."

Feng Yan and others looked up at him.

"...I want me to go outside the Xuanmen tomorrow to fall into the trap." Du Huanfeng said softly.

"No!" Ji Ran frowned immediately, "Isn't this just going to die--"

Before Ji Ran finished speaking, Feng Yan reached out to him and signaled him not to worry for the time being.

"Did Lord Yin give me the reason?" Feng Yan asked.

"Tsk... I said it depends on my determination." Du Huanfeng beat his waist and twisted his shoulders, loosening his muscles and bones. "This request is not an exaggeration - I want to send a letter, but when the time comes, he will not be able to escape.

"The last time I reported the news from the beacon tower, there was at least a reason to uphold the will of my master. Your Majesty has no intention of pursuing his family. If he did the same thing this time, maybe he would be implicated in one move.

"Besides, I'm considered a madman with a criminal record in his eyes," Du Qianfeng spread his hands. "Unless I can prove that I'm not selfish, I won't let him take risks for me."

"Is this matter possible in itself?" Feng Yan asked, "He has now been removed from his official position by His Majesty-"

"Maybe." Du Qiangfeng replied, "As long as he gets the seal from the head of Si Tiantai, he can activate the beacon tower. The seal should be in the hands of His Majesty now."

"...It's really difficult." Feng Yan lowered her eyes and thought, "I heard Master Lin talk about the beacon tower. Because it is a country's important weapon, there are many talismans and scriptures that need to be used when it is activated... Except for Master Sitiantai, only a few banished teachers in the palace can master this method."

Ji Ran couldn't believe it, "So, we still have to go to the palace to secretly print letters?"

"Dead things are always easier than living people." Du Huanfeng replied seriously, "For two people, most of them know the answer to this matter."

"who?"

"Either the light or Tang Sanxue." Du Huanfeng said, "The former is more likely."

Feng Yan looked at Du Huanfeng, "...I heard from the tone of the Heavenly Master, have you decided to go to Xuanmen tomorrow?"

"Yes," Du Huanfeng said, "but I haven't figured out how to solve the problem of Yin Xin..."

Feng Yan and Wei Xingzhen took a look at each other.

Du Huanfeng put down the cup in his hand, "What clue did you find Sanxitang here?"

Feng Yan shook her head, "Well... there is no very useful clue. She discovered that Sanxitang was a very famous weapon workshop in the southwest area in the early years. In the past hundred years, it also had the title of "People's Fairing Agency."

"Private Demon Fighting Agency?"

"Well, places like Ping Yaoshu face ten or a hundred times the dangers of ordinary yamen, so they eat a lot of money and food. They can still maintain structures in the capital or wealthy places. When they reach the border, they become places where people can get empty salary by scattered officials."

Feng Yan whispered, "So, there are often some spontaneous demon-eliminating masters in the folk who take the initiative to clean up evil spirits for the people - Sanxitang is one of them, because they originally need to find monsters to test their swords, and the monster's fangs and spine are also their indispensable raw materials for making swords."

"However, there is a clue that is really interesting..." Feng Yan paused and smiled, "Xingzhen discovered that there was a very famous sword-casting master in Sanxitang four hundred years ago, named Fang Jie. He even once forged a sword to kill evil spirits for Emperor Shengyuan of the Grasslander period - but for some reason, this man retired after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Du Huanfeng turned to Wei Xingzhen, "Why is this clue interesting?"

"The sword-casting master who gave me to Shenshang back then was plundered out of his right eye, so there was only one left eye to see things." Wei Xingzhen replied, "And this Fang Jie only had one eye to see things, but the book did not say which eye it was."

Feng Yan nodded, "When Zhu Xiang shows up next time, we can ask her the name of that ancestor."

"Wait," Du Kangfeng frowned, "...You have found Sanxitang and the suspected sword-casting master. Haven't you mentioned the sword of "Shanshang" in his life?"

Wei Xingzhen answered simply, "No."

"This is really... strange."

"It's very strange." Feng Yan whispered, "It's like... someone deliberately erased something."
Chapter completed!