In the chaos, several people rushed forward and pulled Feng Yishu and Chen Heng away, advised and stopped the clamor and scolding, making the silent city tower suddenly become noisy.

"Let go! Let go!" Chen Heng was furious, "Feng Yishu, I have taught you so many years in vain! If you have the ability, fight here again!"

Chen Heng said, smashing his fist into his heart twice.

"I'm here today. No matter who I'm talking to you about these unrealistic nonsense - unless you beat me to death here now, don't ever want to find a way from me to enter the palace!"

Feng Yishu's face was ferocious. He looked at Chen Heng with a calm face, his breathing cooled down little by little, and then nodded while retreating, untied a short rope between his hands - the token that he had been tying from the daily entrance and exit of the Flat Demon Bureau on his head.

Chen Heng said coldly, "If you pick this brand today, don't think about it again-"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yishu's token had been smashed to the ground by himself.

There was a silence around.

The other people looked at each other, with a look of persuasion on their faces, "Fifth Master, you are again..."

Feng Yishu ignored it. He quickly turned around, picked up his straw raincoat and hat, and ran to the steps down the city tower.

At Feng Yishu's back, Chen Heng was so angry that he cursed. Several other people from the Ping Yao Office rushed forward to try to comfort him. Chen Heng pushed everyone away and asked them to return to their own people as soon as possible and not delay things here.

The sound of rain outside the eaves was astonishing, and Chen Heng continued to stare at the demon fog in the distance in the lonely lamp.

After a while, Chen Heng's anger calmed down a little. He touched his cheekbones that were hit by Feng Yishu just now, and felt a burst of pain.

Chen Heng cursed in his heart and looked sideways. Feng Yishu's token was still thrown to the ground not far away.

He looked at it coldly for a while, but slowly walked to the token and leaned over to pick up the sign, touching the dust on his head with his sleeve.

"Things that are ungrateful..." he muttered, reaching out to catch the short rope around his waist, intending to keep the sign first.

However, by stretching out his hand, Chen Heng quickly found that his waist was empty.

Chen Heng was stunned and lowered his head - there was a short rope hanging on his waist? There was nothing left on the belt that was originally used to tie the token.

Chen Heng finally reacted.

"Damn it! Good boy!" Chen Heng shouted violently, "Come on! Go and catch Feng Yishu back!"

...

The giant banyan completely changed the surface of Luoyang. Feng Yishu, who was walking on a rainy night, often couldn't figure out where he had gone.

But this did not have much impact on him, because his destination was the palace.

No matter where he is in Luoyang at this moment, as long as he climbs up the banyan tree nearby, he can see the brightly lit Taichu Palace in the distance.

At this moment, a whistle came from behind, which seemed a little blurred in the sound of rain in the dark night - it was the modified whistle of the Ping Yao Administration, which was most suitable for transmitting information on such rainy nights.

Feng Yishu hid among the branches of the banyan tree and soon realized from the short whistle that his previous trick had been exposed.

At his feet, three two men had already emerged from the roots of the tree - they were members of the Ping Yao Agency scattered in Luoyang. After hearing the instructions from afar, they passed messages to the palace in order in the existing order.

Before one of them noticed the movements nearby, Feng Yishu had already gone around the other side of the branch before looking up.

Amid the whistle, Feng Yishu gritted his teeth.

No matter what, he will be stabbing what he heard from Ayu today.

Even if he has been discovered now, it does not mean that he has no chance - as long as he can report the news to the palace gate guards and enter the palace, there will be hope for everything...

Tonight, at least I will meet my sister.

Feng Yishu speeded up the speed under his feet. He vigilantly avoided all the guards along the way, and rode by like a withered leaf, sneaking rapidly from one banyan tree to another without attracting anyone's attention.

In a blink of an eye, the palace gate was close to you.

In the heavy rain, there was no one in front of Xuanmen. In the palace gate, two golden lanterns were hung on the inner wall, and guards were walking left and right.

That's now-!

Feng Yishu stepped out, but before he could react, a hand that came from somewhere suddenly grabbed his back collar, causing him to lose balance on the spot.

Feng Yishu was immediately hung in the air and was quickly picked up back to the tree.

"Urgent report-! Urgent report-!" A voice came from far to near, "Someone stole the token of the Director of the Ping Yao Office, intending to sneak into the palace at night-"

Feng Yishu's heart sank suddenly, and a fearful tremor was uploaded from the soles of his feet.

... Fortunately, I didn't go down just now.

His eyes were tightly locked at the palace gate in front of him, and he turned back until he saw the consent of the Ping Yao Office leaving, "Which savant was he just now--the Heavenly Master?"

Du Huanfeng also took his gaze back from a distance, "I saw you from afar, but fortunately I followed me. I was sneaking around in the middle of the night...what are you doing?"

Feng Yishu didn't make a sound, but just clenched the token in his hand.

Du Xuanfeng looked at his hand and suddenly reacted, "Oh, the man just said that someone stole Chen Heng's token, it's not you, right?"

"……right."

"Will you still fight Chen Heng? What happened?"

At this moment, two people passed by the tree they were hiding with lanterns. Du Qiangfeng and Feng Yishu were silent at the same time in a tacit understanding and hid in the shadows.

Taking advantage of this faint light, Du Huanfeng suddenly found that Feng Yishu's eyes seemed to be swollen, and his whole body looked a lot haggard, completely different from when he parted during the day.

When the man walked away from the tree, Du Xuanfeng was about to continue asking Feng Yishu what he had encountered. Feng Yishu had already grabbed his hand, "Tianshi, do you have a way to take me into the palace?"

"Yes, you have to take a detour," Du Xuanfeng replied, "Are you anxious? Today is different from the past. If you are anxious, it is not impossible to break through."

"No," Feng Yishu shook his head quickly, "as long as I can see my sister tonight."

Du Xuanfeng turned around and said, "Come with me."

The old and the young sneaked into the ground in the night, and Feng Yishu quickly followed the Heavenly Master to an underground stone path.

Feng Yishu looked back and forth and saw that the stone path was empty, and there was only a very weak lamp every few dozen steps. He didn't know where it came from and where it stretched.

"here it is……"

"The underground stone road leading from the inner palace to Sanchen Mountain." Du Qiangfeng said softly, "It was not long after it was built, and you were probably the first outsider to pass here-"

"Tianshi," Feng Yishu suddenly interrupted Du Huanfeng's words, "How much do you know about Guzhe?"

Du Qiangfeng was slightly stunned, "...I heard Wei Xingzhen say something about it in Sanchen Mountain in the afternoon. It seems that he was another Heavenly Dao who was suppressed many years ago. What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!