Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Dark Tide Rises

Wei Xingzhen's eyebrows were lightly locked, of course, it couldn't be for fun. Feng Yan continued,

"This time the dragon tongue double sacrifice on Daizong Mountain, there are about 300 martyrs who were sacrificed, this is not a small number, so many lives in exchange for the resurrection of the dragon tongue, how can there be a reason for vain.

"Knowing that this sacrifice will fail, but still wants to carry this matter forward, it can be seen that he should have another purpose.

"This is what I want to say to Du Tianshi alone In addition, I remember that Heavenly Master said before that it has been more than 20 years since the martyrs raised their heads among the people, and I am a little curious, in the past 20 years, there have been other casualties of more than 100 people in my Great Zhou." Wei Xingzhen's eyes flashed with inspiration,

"Are you suspicious, the double sacrifice on Daizong Mountain may be a cover" Feng Yan nodded.

"It's really possible," Wei Xingzhen said softly,

"I can answer your question now, the martyrs have had many casualties among believers before, but they were all disguised as serious accidents and were not noticed in the early days."

"How many times," Feng Yan asked.

"At present, there are about 40 cases that can still be traced, most of which occurred between the fourth year of Tianfu and the nineteenth year of Tianfu, and the cause of death is mostly mountain collapse, mountain road cliff fall and accidental fire. If Ah Yan wants to know, I will ask someone to sort out the case file in the past two days and send it to you tomorrow. ”

"Okay," Feng Yan nodded,

"When will the Heavenly Master return to Luoyang, does Xingzhen know?"

"It should be soon," Wei Xingzhen replied,

"He is destined to run in the mountains and in the city during this time." Feng Yan was a little relieved that what was going on over there was something Yin Shiyun was looking for, and she could also ask Du Tianshi by the way.

"Then what about you this time" Feng Yan changed her words,

"Do you have to go back so late" Wei Xingzhen didn't speak for a while. There was a sudden burst of joy in his heart, but his face was still calm.

"No," he walked up to Feng Yan and said softly,

"I'll be back early tomorrow." The next morning. In a certain house of the Tai Hospital, Mei Twelve was sitting in a corner, sipping a cup of hot tea.

Behind the screen beside him, there were two dark shadows, one tall and one rickety. The voices of the two are young and old.

The old man had been whispering, and Mei Twelve had been listening without saying a word, with a gentle expression on his face.

"As for the past few days, Du Weifeng has set up a secret post near Feng's mansion, I have been around the neighborhood a few times, and it is relatively loose If Mr. plans to kidnap people directly, you see how the time is set, I can do it at any time."

"I want to think about it." Mei Twelve said in a low voice. The young man on the side couldn't help but speak,

"Last time out of town, if it wasn't"

"It's okay." Mei Twelve raised her glass,

"Kuang Lu's judgment at that time was right, not to push the other party into a corner, and at the same time not to expose any traces of us, so it is enough, don't be impatient." There was still a lot of dissatisfaction in the eyes of the young man, but when he heard Mei Twelve say this, he had to suppress the depression in his heart.

The old man said again,

"In the past few days, Du Mocking's people have been searching around on Daizong Mountain, I guess that it won't be long before they find out that the new Spirit River has risen, and at that time, there are many things that I am afraid will no longer be able to hide."

"Don't hide it, let them find out." Mei XII commanded.

"Sir is serious"

"yes, see how many floors they can see." The old man laughed, and spoke slowly,

"Then I won't care about the mess on Daizong Mountain. You think about the time here, if you have time to start before Feng Yan leaves Feng Mansion, maybe I can try to bring Feng Yan out directly, if she goes back to Wei Mansion, then I won't be so sure. There was a vague smile in Mei Twelve's eyes.

"Feng Yan doesn't have to worry about you," he said in a low voice,

"I'll come in person." The old man glanced at Mei Twelve with some surprise,

"Okay."

"Nine other people, let them come to Luoyang as soon as possible," Mei Twelve said,

"If you can't get there in three days, don't come."

"Understood, I'll rush in a moment."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Where's the word?" The old man and the young man bowed lightly to Mei Twelve through the screen, and then turned into two clouds of green smoke and disappeared behind the screen.

After the two left, Mei Twelve put down the tea bowl and picked up the soup on the table next to him to warm his hands. On the copper soup, Feng Yan's breath was still there.

The mansion of the Feng Mansion. Xiao Qi couldn't go out, so after Wei Xingzhen left early in the morning, he went to Feng Yan's courtyard to sit and chat.

"Sister, you said that dress, how can I return it to Ji Ran" Feng Yan turned a page of the book, and glanced up at Xiao Qi in this gap,

"What clothes"

"It's the clothes I wore back the night I fell into the water, I've washed and folded them," Xiao Qi lay on the ground, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling,

"It seems that his mother stayed, and I feel that I still have to return it, but if I let someone in the house send it, I am afraid that they will find out that I sent clothes and gossiped about us."

"Then you take the burden and wrap your clothes," Feng Yan lowered her head to read the book and said softly,

"Tomorrow let your brother-in-law drop by when he goes to the official office, just drop by." Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment,

"Is it okay?"

"Anyway, they have to meet every day these days," Feng Yan turned another page,

"It's very convenient for him to find a chance for Ji Ran." Xiao Qi stretched out his hands and cheered, and a heavy stone was unloaded from his heart.

Originally, if she didn't hand it over to her subordinates to deliver, she would have to go out by herself. But when she thought that when she sent clothes, Ji Ran might blush and look at herself embarrassed, so she couldn't help but shudder.

I feel like I'm really not very good at this kind of situation. Xiao Qi suddenly thought of something,

"Sister."

"Hmm"

"I feel like you're quite familiar with your brother-in-law now" Feng Yan's flipping hand stopped, she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Qi,

"Sister and brother-in-law, how can they not be acquainted."

"No, I mean that misunderstanding you had before, has it been solved" Xiao Qi slowly moved to Feng Yan's side, and then threw himself on her thigh,

"At that time, Sister Ah also said that she felt like a stranger or something, but I feel that the two of you have gotten along very well these days." Feng Yan thought about what had happened in the past few days, she lowered her head and smiled, but did not speak.

"How did I do that?" asked Xiao Qi. FENG Yanguaner,

"Just like you told me last time, the two of you talked about it."

"And then"

And he said, just let it be." Feng Yan looked ahead, her voice slow,

"If I think about it, let's just let it be." Xiao Qi waited for a while, and when he saw that Feng Yan didn't speak again, he was a little surprised,

"It's gone" Feng Yan blinked and looked at Xiao Qi,

"What else should there be"