At the same dusk, near Chunhefang, west of the city, Ji Ran was quietly dormant with a five-person team composed of newcomers.

A slender young man slowly moved to Ji Ran.

"Sir, how long will we have to wait?"

Ji Ran stared sharply at the empty courtyard not far away.

This is a dilapidated courtyard that seems to have not been inhabited for a long time.

There are two houses in the yard, both east and west, and a dry well in the middle. Apart from this, there is no cover and no obstacles, you can see everything from the eaves.

"Don't be anxious." Ji Ran whispered, "He said that if he missed the morning, he could only wait for dusk."

"But...who are we going to catch?"

"...I'll know then." Ji Ran said in a deep voice.

Looking at Ji Ran's calm and determined face, the boy also pursed his lips as if he was determined and continued to look at the target location intently.

However, Ji Ran was upset in his heart.

Wei Xingzhen was taking his two servants to another cellar not far from here, and I don’t know what he was doing.

"I'll know then" was told by Wei Xingzhen - but Ji Ran knew nothing about what he would know when he was going to know.

Most of his confidants have used spiritual consciousness, so they bring almost all newcomers today.

But Wei Xingzhen insisted that this was enough.

The light of dusk gradually faded.

Soon, a simple-dressed woman finally appeared in everyone's vision.

She pushed open the gate of the courtyard and walked into the dilapidated courtyard alone with strange movements.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

However, after entering the yard, the woman just stood silently by the well, and then stretched her head to look into the well.

The woman stood motionless in the shadow of the eaves, maintaining her original posture.

Looking at this strange scene, Ji Ran was really confused. He immediately turned on his spiritual sense to stare at the woman's breath. However, at this moment, Ji Ran gasped—

Tens of thousands of wild spirits were slowly rising from the dry well. They were emitting a faint green light, like water flowing upstream, slowly flowing into the woman's seven orifices.

Ji Ran thought that he should close his eyes, but it was too late. He felt a severe pain coming from his eyes, like millions of pointed needles piercing them together.

"Hand--"

Ji Ran covered his eyes tightly and spit out these two words from his teeth - he finally knew why Wei Xingzhen emphasized that "it would be better for an ordinary person who has never opened his spiritual sense."

“——Catch her!”

...

At midnight, Dali Temple was brightly lit.

Wei Xingzhen walked into the back hall slowly with Bushen.

The nine-foot-long man who was not dependent on the ordinary body of Dali Temple, looked out of place. Not only was he tall, but his arms were similar to those of others' heads. He was really a well-deserved strongman. He followed Bushi and was blocked tightly.

Ji Ran was sitting on the chair with his head raised, and the skin around his eyes seemed to be scalded, showing an unsettling bright red.

The subordinates brought him an ice pack to cool him, but it was useless. Ji Ran could no longer open his eyes. Even if he briefly glanced out, he could only see some light and could not see anything clearly.

"Sir, Master." Several people saluted Wei Xingzhen.

Wei Xingzhen ignored it and walked straight to Ji Ran, saying to his subordinates, "Take the ice pack away, it's useless."

Ji Ran looked at Wei Xingzhen in the past. When he thought that his current scene was thanks to Wei Xingzhen's mysterious and mysterious situation, he was so angry that he was about to scold him. He was about to say something and he heard Wei Xingzhen say, "Help you Lord Ji lie down."

"What are you going to do?" Ji Ran pushed away his subordinate's hand and said angrily, "Don't touch me--"

"If your eyes are not cured, it will be really ruined." Wei Xingzhen said softly, "Say another word, I'll leave now."

"Boss..." The subordinate next to him quickly spoke, "It's important to treat your injuries..."

Ji Ran clenched his teeth immediately.

"Help him lie down." Wei Xingzhen said again.

Ji Ran shook off his subordinate's hand and lie down on the ground.

Several subordinates looked at Wei Xingzhen with anticipation, and saw him take out a paper bag from his arms, and when he opened it, it was covered with sand.

"Get a stove and a crucible." Wei Xingzhen said.

The subordinates did as they did. Wei Xingzhen quickly stirred a piece of sand on the boiler for a while. When the sand was steaming faintly, he applied the hot sand to Ji Ran's eyes.

Then, after repeated blows, the whole bag of sand and soil was steamed and then applied to Ji Ran's face.

"The eye disease caused by long-term gaze is indeed beyond cure... But if the burning time is short enough, then you can recover by taking nearby sand and applying hot sand to the surface," Wei Xingzhen said softly, "Did no one teach you when you were in the Ping Yao Office?"

Ji Ran's fist was tightly pinched. At this moment, every word Wei Xingzhen said was a bit banter and provocative to him.

The subordinates on the side looked at Wei Xingzhen respectfully, "I would like to ask you... how long will this sand be applied?"

"See when he feels comfortable and when he can lift the sand." Wei Xingzhen replied softly, "You can watch him here. When will the sand cool down? Use the crucible to heat it up."

"Okay, thank you, Lord Prime Minister!"

Wei Xingzhen stood up and said, "Then I'll go back."

"Greatly send me the first assistant!" The five of them raised their sleeves and bowed their hands, and spoke in unison.

"Stop!" Ji Ran instinctively wanted to sit up, but he was not easy to move, so he had to keep tilting his head and slowly straighten his upper body, "You want to leave now? If you don't explain clearly what happened tonight, don't want to leave Dali Temple half a step!"

Wei Xingzhen stopped, "Why did I do before? Lord Ji was going to follow me. When it was Lord Ji's turn to go on his own, did you insist on me intervening again?"

Ji Ran was about to retort when a message came from outside the door.

Two Dali Temple Shizhi ran into the back hall with great strides, "Mr. Ji! News came from the eldest princess's mansion that the eldest princess was awake!"

"There is the same with the Taiwei Mansion, the two of them woke up almost at the same time!"

After hearing this, Ji Ran was stunned.

Wei Xingzhen said again, "All the suspects should be in the cell of Dali Temple now. When Lord Ji's eyes are better, go to the trial by himself. I am very busy, so I won't accompany Lord Ji to handle the case."

After saying that, Wei Xingzhen walked straight out of the gate of the back hall, and a neat "Sir, Master Zheng, walked slowly!" came from behind him.

...

When Wei Xingzhen returned to his mansion and walked to a place not far from the small building, he was stunned.

The lights in the room were still on - Feng Yan was not asleep yet.

Are you waiting for him to come back?

Wei Xingzhen immediately accelerated his pace and trotted towards the house. However, as soon as he pushed the door, he heard the familiar "Hoho" sound of sharpening the knife.

Under the dim light, Feng Yan was seen sitting there alone.

Feng Yan looked like she had changed her clothes tonight, and her hair was wet, and she seemed to have washed it only at night.

She held a double-edged dagger in her hand, and the cold light of the blade shone from time to time, making Wei Xingzhen frown slightly - the whetstone below it was stained with water, and it seemed that it had been polished for a long time.

There was a piece of leather cloth spread on her knees, and carving knives of all sizes were placed on her head, which were all tools Feng Yan used to carve for daily life.

Sometimes she would polish them alone under the light when it was late at night.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Feng Yan stopped and looked up at the door.
Chapter completed!