If it weren't for the order of the old man, everyone in the Chen Mansion would have been killed by the guards one by one. Now after a struggle, only Chen Baina's father and son are still exhausted, seeing that Zhuge is angry to attack the prince, and wants to sneak attack from behind.

Zhuge is angry, is it extraordinary? The premonition was not good, and the spiritual power was quickly retracted. The aftermath of the immortal friend swirled, and the aftermath was like a wave surging, and the two of them bounced to the wall in an instant.

The wall cracked, General Chen used his body to protect his son in a hurry, and was smashed by falling rocks, his back was covered with blood, and the blood and sweat of beans dripped, dyeing the broken pink wall with red plums.

"Daddy!" Chen Baina shouted, tears coming out of his eyes.

General Chen insisted on it: "Man, what are you crying about!" Pick up your piano and don't forget, you're the only luthier in our family! ”

Chen Baina nodded fiercely, just when he blocked the qin with his body, but his father suffered pain for him, bit his lip and picked up the qin, trembling his hands, as if he was going to die with Zhuge Fu.

His father's hand was firmly on his hand and patted it gently.

"Want to die? It's not that easy! Zhuge watched angrily and coldly, and was about to strike again, but saw a long sword suddenly shoot out from his side, emitting a green light, and its speed was so fast that it almost broke the strings.

With such a provocation, Zhuge was furious, and immediately turned around and slapped the qin and slammed it towards the cultivator, and at the same time sent Lu Qizhen back.

Xiu Ling couldn't retreat in a hurry, and seeing that he was about to be poked by Lu Qi, a big hand pressed against her, holding the remnant sword tightly. It's just that the sound of the immortal friend's piano was too violent, and the big palm was shaken to the bone.

"Thankfully, it's left-handed." Song Liancheng glanced at the Spirit Cultivation Rule, gritted his teeth and said, "I said, everything here is fake, why are you so stupid and want to waste time here?" ”

Xiu Ling asked rhetorically: "Then dare to ask why His Highness is so desperate?" Is it really just for the sake of conspiracy?

As far as I know, the crown prince was placed under house arrest in the palace on the day he was deposed, and His Royal Highness the Chen Mansion should not have seen it in person at that time. If I were you, I would repent and convict myself every day. So, what if it's a secret realm?

Don't say that Luoxia Qinmen puts love first, if you only be a ruthless person, I'm afraid I'm sorry for the Hongchen Master who created this realm! ”

Song Liancheng smiled faintly, "I didn't expect you to be so interesting." Immediately Zhengse said: "Believe me, now to find "Streamer Collection" is to really help General Chen." He quickly told him where the score was.

Seeing that his face did not change, Xiu Ling had already made a decision in his heart, and said, "I'll leave it to you here." After that, taking advantage of Zhuge being entangled by Chen Baina, he ran to the cloister hugging the building.

***

In the depths of the house, the officials and guards are checking everywhere.

Xiu Ling followed the route Song Liancheng said, held the piano and took steps, quietly tossing and turning on the eaves, and finally stopped in front of a small pavilion. This is the study of the Chen Mansion, and the "Streamer Collection" is in it.

It's just a step too late, and the officials and guards have searched one after another, and they have already taken the lead to copy to the study, and the sound of rummaging through the boxes and cabinets has also come out.

Outside the pavilion, there were mountains piled up in a corner of the corridor, and several huge camphor wooden boxes contained all kinds of confiscated things, and two soldiers were pasting seals. Near the small courtyard, there is another large box of gold silk nanmu red lacquer inlaid with gold locks is open, and it is dedicated to valuable goods.

Xiu Ling's eyes swept over, and he saw a beautiful official standing next to the big red lacquer box, and his graceful posture with his hair and drooping eyes was a little similar to Gongsun Changqin. At first glance, he was not an ordinary piano guard, and he wore an extra finch gold fur on his clothes, which was very eye-catching.

Sure enough, the two soldiers reported to him after finishing their work, calling him "Lord Linlang", and saying, "This book pavilion is the last place." ”

I don't know what the situation is in the vestibule, but the cultivator is worried but can't leave, so he can only crawl on the roof and wait.

In Russia, the four officers each led two soldiers to carry out more than a dozen book boxes from the cabinet, and when they fell down, they were all piano scores.

Xiu Ling suddenly widened his eyes and looked at them one by one, and was hesitating whether to make a move, but he heard Linlang ask first: "All the piano scores are here?" ”

A Lingguan said: "Yes! ”

Linlang asked again: "Is there a "Streamer Collection"? ”

The officer shook his head.

Linlang's face sank, and he suddenly raised his hand, and a gust of demonic wind suddenly blew, scattering the scrolls stacked on the ground one by one. He glanced at it again, twisted his two crescent eyebrows slightly, and said suspiciously: "Really?!" ”

Suddenly, his gaze condensed slightly, and he flicked his fingers and scrolled through a book. When the subordinates saw the title of the book, they were startled, and they knelt down and shouted in unison: "My lord, spare my life!" ”

The official who took the lead in the investigation said in a trembling voice: "My lord, forgive me, maybe this "Jiaoyong Art of War" also has some relationship with the Qin Dao, so it was put into a category by Chen Thief. The little ones only know how to read the piano sheet music in simple words, but they can't read the big characters...... and forgive them, and be responsible...... The villain bears it all by himself. ”

Linlang threw the book and said: "Punish you? You're a little red man in front of the ruler. Besides, I didn't say who I would punish. You also take a closer look, Chen Thief is not loyal, but secretly learns Lu Yong's style, no wonder he ends up today! Alright, carry these things and hurry away. ”

"And ...... these piano books?" Lingguan Road.

"It's not worth much, and it will be burned down with this house later." Linlang waved his sleeves first.

***

After everyone left, Xiu Ling jumped off the eaves, picked up the "Jiaoyong Art of War" that had been discarded on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and entered the library. Inside, as far as the eye can see, there is a mess.

Since they didn't find the "Streamer Collection", where is it? It just so happened that Song Liancheng didn't explain, so he probably didn't know the details.

The cultivator looked around again, including whether there was a secret room on the brick wall on the ground, and when he found the corner of the wall, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Under the torn down bookcase, there is a bronze camel lamp, which is not practical but can be played. This lamp looked familiar, it was exactly the same as the one on the grandfather's desk in the general's mansion in the previous life, and as expected, there should be a natural flaw at the bottom of the lamp when it was cast.

Xiu Ling was spoiled when he was a child, and he was a little squeamish, and when he saw that his grandfather did not dislike it, he always had to mutter. The seed master said to tease her: "Ling'er, people can't look good, the sea can't fight, although this lamp is broken, but if you click it to read a book, you can see things that others can't see......"

Recalling this, Xiu Ling's head only felt a "buzzing" sound, as if he had comprehended some mystery, and hurriedly reversed the bottom of the lamp, and saw a small gap, and couldn't help but be shocked.

She checked it all around, and only this thing was the most abrupt, and it was also an otherworldly thing that only she knew, so she thought: Now it is the only one suspicious, it is better to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor. So, with two fingers together, they conjured up a flame and lit the lamp.

Raising the lamp and looking around, there was no vision in the house, and the cultivator hurried to the courtyard, searched the pile of piano books, and looked at them one by one, but there was no gain.

She remembered the words of the official just now, and the fact that Fuxue Yu Fuxi often told her about the deeds of General Jiaoyong, so she hurriedly took out the military book she had just picked up for Fuxue in her arms and took a look.

I saw that on the book of war, the whole line of words gradually disappeared, and under the light of the streamer, it turned into a book of minus words, which recorded 36 piano songs, corresponding to the 36 ways of strategy and tactics in the Jiaoyong Art of War, the meaning of the song is profound and subtle, and it is really very understandable.

Xiu Ling was born in a family of military generals, although he read some literary books with other ladies in his childhood, but he liked to read military books and strange books the most, and he was more and more reluctant to learn martial arts by dressing up as a man all the year round.

If it weren't for the fact that the country attaches importance to civil officials and despises military attachés, and she has to take care of her grandfather's family affairs to keep the mighty emperor's grace, she would be more happy not to be the first beauty of the Great Song Dynasty who is "both civil and military".

Therefore, although she doesn't fully understand the subtleties of "Streamer Collection", she can see one or two doorways, and she shouts in her heart: "Strange book"!

As I was watching, there was a faint flash of fire in the vestibule. Xiu Ling's heart was tight, and he hurriedly extinguished the lights and collected the books, but it was only a blink of an eye, and the fire had become a sea of fire, and the flames were monstrous. The Spirit Rhino swept her up, creating an arc of green light in the air.