So Meng Fusheng had no choice but to take a risk and go to Du Chenliang's mansion in person.

At night, he put on a plain face and night clothes and went to the most magnificent palace in Jingzhou, the huge palace does not know how many people, but the whole mansion is like no one alive, so quiet that people feel cold.

During this period, except for the subordinates who walked by in silence with their heads bowed, they were all heavily armed guards who kept patrolling, and Meng Fusheng had to fight all the way to Du Chenliang's room without danger.

With Du Chenliang's suspicious temperament and cautious mind, important things must be kept by his side to rest assured.

Afraid that there were people inside, Meng Fusheng went to the roof on tiptoe and lifted a tile, only a dim oil lamp was lit inside, and there was no one.

God help him.

Meng Fusheng was overjoyed in his heart, quietly fell back to the ground, and easily opened the door with his sword, the room was very large, and what surprised him was that in addition to the study next door, there was actually a hidden one inside, and he had a vague guess in his heart, the thing he was looking for was probably here.

Meng Fusheng, who has many search experiences, glanced at the books scattered on the desktop and arranged on the shelves, and immediately cast his eyes on the wall that did not show any abnormality, and groped with his two hands on it, and finally touched a wrong place for a long time, and the white wall had a circle-shaped trace that could not be found at all without looking carefully, which was very shallow, and it was extremely easy to ignore the past.

Meng Fusheng was overjoyed in his heart, his hand pressed on it heavily, only to hear a heavy muffled sound, the bookshelf slowly separated from the middle, the sound could not go up and down, he was also startled, during which he kept paying attention to the closed door of the room, and was relieved after not hearing the sound of someone coming.

Behind the bookshelf is a stone staircase that extends down not so dimly that you can't see the end in sight.

After Meng Fusheng entered, he touched the quaint oil lamp that was burning tentatively, but he didn't expect the door to close like this.

He walked down the stone stairs, it was a little stuffy below, there were about fifty stone stairs to the end, he saw a very small study, there was only a bed and a small bookshelf opposite the bed, there seemed to be more than a dozen books on it, all of which were very ordinary poetry books on the market, Meng Fusheng flipped through them, and there was nothing surprising.

During this time, he accidentally pressed a book, and then he felt the feeling of his hand slowly recessing in, and it turned out that there was a pocket-sized hole hidden behind each book.

But when he got the second letter, there was a sudden movement outside, and then the bookshelf was reopened, and the sound of talking, Meng Fusheng quickly hid in a dead corner, and then saw several guards walking in.

"Didn't you really hear anything just now?"

"Why are you nervous all day long, a few of us just said that you heard it, you see, there is no one in it."

"Let's see clearly, if anything goes wrong, we can't afford to cut off a few heads."

After a few people were squeezed into the small study, it became even more cramped, and while they were not guarded, Meng Fusheng quickly solved them.

The others didn't care about it, and walked outside with the two letters he had just gotten, but as soon as he walked out of Du Chenliang's room, he was surrounded by a team of guards.

Meng Fusheng was still able to play well at first, but later Du Chenliang came over with a group of people, and in the end he ran out of strength, was injured again, and the blood on his shoulders stained his clothes, and he was still outnumbered and escorted to Du Chenliang.

Du Chenliang's face was pale, and there was a hint of fear on his face, he stared at the person in front of him like looking at an enemy with a sea of blood, first without saying a word, he twisted the wound on his shoulder hard, and the blood flowed more happily.

Meng Fusheng's thin lips pursed even tighter, but he still didn't say a word, and now he was most glad that he was still wearing a human skin mask on his face, even if Du Chenliang suspected them, there was no evidence.

Seeing that the piece on Meng Fusheng's shoulder was stained dark brown with blood, he felt a slight breath, and then slapped Meng Fusheng in the face, and said coldly: "Tell me quickly, who sent you?" ”

Meng Fusheng pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word, his thin lips pursed into a sharp straight line.

Du Chenliang slapped him on the other side of his face again, and mockingly hooked the corners of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be so angry, I just didn't know how many tricks I could make in the torture hall in this palace." Come, take him down, and make sure he spits everything clean. ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to go back to his room, and he still had to see the situation in the room with his own eyes before he could be quiet.

But at this moment, saying that it was too late and that was too fast, Meng Fusheng suddenly bounced up from the ground, and the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Du Chenliang, everyone was startled, and they reacted to protect Du Chenliang's back.

But the man seemed to have expected it, and the sword made a turn in the middle of the way, and as soon as his body turned, he rushed out directly from the guards who had broken through a hole due to the panic just now.

Meng Fusheng didn't want to take his life to carry light work, and didn't pay attention to the situation behind him at all.

Although his current situation can't beat so many guards in the palace, no one can match him compared to light skills, and he can even go around a few times to wrap his tail around the house where he temporarily lives.

As soon as Du Chenliang turned his head and saw his fleeing back, his eyes were red with anger, he kicked his subordinates who had not yet reacted, and scolded angrily: "What are you doing in a daze!" A bunch of rubbish! Chase it! ”

His subordinates woke up like a dream and hurriedly chased after them.

The embarrassed look was so angry that Du Chenliang's face turned white, and he scolded in his heart: It's all waste, so he hurried to the room, and the bad premonition in his heart became even stronger.

This hunch lasted until he saw the guards lying at the end of the secret passage and the somewhat messy bookshelves, and he gritted his teeth and flipped through them to find that two letters were missing, and his heart was filled with grief and anger, and he almost fainted.

Du Chenliang received the rest of the letter on his body, rushed forward with a full of evil energy, and shouted murderously at the guards who were left behind: "Listen to the orders of this king!" Lockdown! Hurry up! ”

His roar of excitement and anger resounded through the palace.

On the other side, Meng Fusheng resisted the wound that was still painful, and finally returned to the house where they lived after almost half a night, at this time he was dizzy because of excessive blood loss, Su Ming heard a special knock on the door, opened the door and saw a bloody person, and smelled the smell of blood.

Meng Fusheng fell into his arms, and before he lost consciousness, he didn't forget to take out the two letters from his arms, and spit them out with all his might: "Give them to Lu Yu'an, he knows how to do it." Then he fell into a complete coma.