It's been a terrifying journey.

Bi Ruo looked at the lotus mirror one step ahead, and too many thoughts had flashed in his heart, but he couldn't put them into action.

This man is very young, but his calculations and martial arts cannot be despised with age, and even his intelligence has made him know many secret things, but those secrets are useless to him, and he disdains to use this method to obtain something.

Lotus mirror, this is a born person who walks in the depths of the red dust.

Bi Ruo's silence and thoughts could not affect the lotus mirror in any way.

The compassion on the monk's face is not hanging, he is walking slowly with compassion for the world anytime and anywhere, and his only thread with the red dust is slowly being straightened until it is cut off.

In order to straighten the line, he showed up in the decaying mansion and revealed a corrupt secret to others.

"Here we are, Lord Xi Shi."

Footsteps stopped outside a very bleak-looking courtyard, a tight black wooden door obscured the view of the courtyard, and only a clump of tender green bamboo leaves protruded from the dilapidated courtyard wall, exuding an untimely vitality.

Bi Ruo looked around, and his heart was already clear.

He made a very devout namaste to the lotus mirror, and said, "Thank you for the guidance of the lotus mirror." ”

"Not necessarily." Lianjing didn't say much, and there was no change on her handsome face with clear eyebrows from beginning to end.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door, and the creaking sound was like a dusty piece of history about to be turned over, which made people very nervous and expectant.

Raising his legs and crossing the somewhat high threshold, Bi Ruo walked into this deserted garden-Run Paper Garden.

The land under our feet is the location of the most famous book building on this land fifteen years ago - Runzhi Building, where countless talents and pillars of the country were born, and too many lives and blood were also buried here, and a monstrous fire burned this place, leaving a sigh floating in the air.

Bi Ruo followed the lotus mirror with small steps, stepped on the dead leaves and walked into the only room in the garden.

The main sight is a large bed, surrounded by a blue and white veil, which hides the people on the bed in the haze.

Bi Ruo looked there, the heart in his chest was about to jump out, and at this moment, he actually had a huge sense of pathos.

Lianjing stood outside the veil and said, "Lord Xi Shi, please come over, his life is running out." ”

Bi Ruo's heart jumped violently and said, "Can I pass this news on to my master?" After all, some people must see him. ”

"Yes."

Lianjing did not have the slightest embarrassment or hesitation, and responded directly.

"Thank you, Master Lotus Mirror."

A whistle remembered that a bird flew in, Bi Ruo tore off a piece of his own clothes and handed it to the bird, and the bird fluttered its wings and flew away.

Bi Ruo saluted the lotus mirror again, turned around and lifted the curtain and walked in.

Lianjing stood on the outside and watched the veil fly, his eyes were full of waves, and he was kind and ruthless.

Inside, Bi Ruo finally saw a face clearly, a face that had been burned, and only a pair of muddy but knowledgeable brilliance.

In the real moment, the pathos will seem shallow and powerless, Bi Ruo thinks that he is used to seeing life and death, and there will be no more fluctuations, but he forgets that some people's influence is not comparable to others.

Mr. Li Shuhao.

He silently pronounced this sad name in his heart.

The old man lying on the bed had white hair, his face was ruined, his body was paralyzed, and he was taking medicine to continue his life, and his eyes were cloudy for decades.

What can be said? What can be done?

Nothing.

Bi Ruo stood on the side of the bed, looking at the old gentleman on the bed, he didn't know what kind of expression to put on, but the old man cast a wordless look.

Bi Ruo turned around and walked out of the cyan and white intertwined veil, faced the lotus mirror, and sighed.

"Master Lotus Mirror, I will say this last thank you for today's events." He stopped talking, looked at it for a moment and then spoke solemnly, "Thank you! ”

Bi Ruo misses his body and walks out of this house, to face the end of this decaying house, to collect evidence and intelligence, to weigh interests and seek power, life is so unreasonable.

The master of polishing paper, polishing the world's best pen.

Let's just think we've never met each other.

Jiang Qiqi, who received the news, only confirmed his conjecture, he stood in front of the huge window of Jiubai Curie and looked at the green begonia tree, hesitating whether to tell Wei Shaoguang.

In the end, he chose to hide it temporarily, not all information has a reason to share, although he values Wei Shaoguang, he has not lost himself.

The chess pieces are still chess pieces, so it's better not to change them yet.

So, this episode was covered in this way, and as for the consequences of exposure in the future, Jiang Seventeen tasted it.

In the grain shop in the city, in the dark basement, Xiahou Ming opened his eyes, took a breath, groped his way up from the ground, sat on the steps, and in the dark, Xiahou Ming bandaged himself simply.

The smell of his own blood lingered in his nose, and Xia Houming felt out a fire fold, and after lighting it, the faint light dispelled the darkness of this room.

Xiahou Ming staggered down the stairs, and after walking to a spacious space, he found some oil lamps, and after lighting them, the appearance of this basement was revealed.

Not surprisingly, there is still a lot of evidence here.

In the food store, which was in a hurry and thought there was another chance, there was vivid evidence, and the medicines and money that had not been transferred or delivered were piled up haphazardly on the ground.

After Xia Houming carefully checked, he wrote down the number in his heart, and when he was about to leave, an imperceptible wind struck, and he fell on the spot without thinking about it, avoiding this attack.

Who is it?!

Xia Houming realized that this might be able to point out the true face of the person behind him, and he also knew that he was careless just now, and he didn't know if he could get out of here alive because of poison and trauma?

This is the basement, and he can't send a signal, not to mention that he can't expose the shaking light.

So, outwit it.

Xia Houming had a bottle of antidote and a bottle of poison given by Li Youguang, as well as a saber.

Drawing his knife, Xiahou Ming got up and immediately attacked, this blow used seventy percent of his strength, and the martial arts of the person who assassinated him were naturally not too bad, but it was not too high, because they were basically not going to go back when they came here, which means that they were all outcasts.

Xiahou Ming's desperate fight frightened the assassin in black, and in the brief exchange between the two, Xiahou Ming saw the opportunity to throw out a handful of poison and take the assassin's life.

On the corpse, Xiahou Ming didn't find any useful information, but it was reasonable, after all, he was an outcast, and he would die sooner or later, of course, there would be no mark.

In the end, he found two poison pills on the corpse, and it could be a good clue to take them back.

Dragging his injured body, Xiahou Ming got up and prepared to return to the main garden.