"Give me the sword." Wen Moqing observed for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to Yan Liwu.

Yan Liwu walked to him and handed over the Huang Cheng sword, staring intently at the protruding plank, only to see Wen Moqing carefully pry it along the gap of the plank with the tip of the sword, and after a while, the whole plank was basically off the ground and floated loosely on the ground.

Wen Moqing took a deep breath, directly stretched the Huang Cheng Sword under the wooden plank, and suddenly forced, the wooden board was lifted high and flipped several times in the air.

At the moment when the plank flew up, something small shot out from the leaking gap, and was shooting towards the door of Yan Liwu's face, Yan Liwu didn't expect that there would be a hidden weapon under the plank, and when she couldn't dodge, she could only lean to the side, and the thing slashed against her cheek, leaving a slight coolness.

"It's really insidious, there is still a mechanism." The sudden situation made Yan Liwu panic for a while, and finally dodged the hidden weapon, and stroked his chest with palpitations, but was grabbed by Wen Moqing, whose face suddenly sank.

"Don't move, let me see."

When Wen Moqing's slightly hot fingers wiped the coolness on his cheeks, Yan Liwu suddenly realized that the hidden weapon just now left a wound on his face, and then looked at Wen Moqing's nervous eyes, Yan Liwu couldn't help but be nervous: "What, what's wrong with my face?" ”

"It's nothing, fortunately it's not poisonous." Wen Moqing breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looked at the slender needle-like hidden weapon that had been pushed into the ceiling after the abrasion, and his brows furrowed slightly, "Seeing that I was so careful to lift that plank, don't you know to be careful?" I don't know what to do with life and death? It's a good thing you didn't stand too close just now, otherwise you would have been pierced through your head by that secret weapon. ”

There is still a hidden weapon hidden under the wooden board, which is something that Yan Li has never thought about, so naturally he will not be more guarded. was reprimanded by Wen Moqing like this, the sullenness in Yan Li's heart began to agitate again, moved his lips but didn't say anything, turned his head and walked to a corner away from Wen Moqing.

Wen Moqing didn't bother to pay attention to her mood, and after checking to make sure there were no other mechanisms, she put her hand into the dark hollow, and after a while, she took out something from it. Yan Li looked at it with worry, and the thing was rolled into a roll, like kraft paper or something, and it was very likely that it was the picture that Wen Moqing was looking for.

Before Wen Moqing could unfold the paper roll to check, the noise outside the door became louder and louder, as if someone was arguing for something to go this way.

Putting away the paper roll closely, Wen Moqing glanced at Yan Yan, and raised his hand to completely remove the window panel: "Get out, quickly." ”

It was an awkward feeling to walk in and escape through the window like a thief, and after a few moments of hesitation, he reluctantly climbed up to the window, held on to the window frame, and stepped out of the plank, which was a little higher. Immediately after Yan Liwu, Wen Moqing also quickly drilled out, looked left and right and saw that there was no one around, and after tidying up the slightly messy clothes, he walked to the front with Yan Liwu, blended into the crowd and left Dingxian Ju without panic.

This encounter made Yan Li tremble, thinking back to the two things of fighting with Jin Yu and narrowly avoiding the hidden weapon, and a sense of fear surged in his heart.

"What is dangerous and what environment you need to be more careful, these experiences will be more understanding, usually pay more attention. Your biggest problem now is that you are not calm enough, just like you rushed over as if you didn't want to die, if the murderer hadn't rushed to escape and didn't continue to attack, maybe I wouldn't have been able to save you. Wen Moqing, who didn't talk much on weekdays, actually became nagging, but he didn't notice that Yan Liwu, who was following behind him, had no energy, and was quite depressed.

Soon after the two of them left the river, they joined Bi Xiao, who came in a hurry, and after asking the reason, he let out a long sigh: "Sure enough, it was you who made a move." As soon as I figured out the layout inside, I heard someone shouting outside, listening to a group of people talking with the meaning of suspicion that someone was looking for trouble in which room on the first floor, I was worried that you were in conflict with people, so I found two people on the second floor at random to provoke them to misunderstand and fight. Thanks to the two of them, otherwise those people from Ding Xianju would have gone to the first floor to check. ”

"Do you see where the murderer has fled?" Wen Moqing asked.

Bi Xiao shook her head: "Is the murderer one of the dancing girls?" I did, but it was crowded, and I didn't know if she was someone related, so I didn't chase her. ”

"It's okay, the picture has been obtained, people can find it slowly. The murderer was injured, and he either went to the infirmary pharmacy to seek medical advice, or went to her accomplices for treatment, and it was always rewarding to send someone to keep an eye on him. Wen Mo was calm and relaxed, and he looked quite strategic, but in a blink of an eye, the expression on his face when he saw Yan Liwu was not very good-looking, "Leave the matter of finding someone to Junbai, let's go back to the inn first." ”

After tossing around and then returning to the inn, Yan Liwu especially wanted to rush to the bed and sleep well, but Wen Moqing didn't allow it, his fingers wiped over her cheek, and a trace of blood was impressive: "Treat the wound first, so that outsiders don't see it and think that I did something bad." ”

"If you want to hurt someone, you must hurt it in the dark that others can't see, so that you won't hurt on the bright side."

"When did you get to know me so well?"

Yan Liwu was choked by Wen Moqing, rolled his eyes and ignored him, took out the medicine and sat on the table to smear it indiscriminately, his mood was still not very high. Wen Moqing saw that she was not interested in returning her mouth, so after closing the door, she took out a paper roll and carefully spread it on the table.

"This should be the picture that the murderer snatched from Jiao Yu and them." Wen Moqing moved closer to the oil lamp, and the handsome ink eyebrows wrinkled slightly under the yellowish light, "Earlier, I asked Jiao Yu and them to take over the clues I tracked in Anzhou, and at that time, I just found someone who might be related to the Qinglian King, just in time for you to say that something happened to the conquest army, and I didn't think so much about it and hurried there, who knew that it would cause Jiao Yu and several of them to lose their lives." Fortunately, this picture was lost and recovered, otherwise I wouldn't have known how to explain it to Master. ”

"The brothers who entered the Junzilou have long been aware of life and death, but Brother Jiao has followed his senior brother for more than three years, and suddenly he is gone, which makes people feel empty." Bi Xiao wanted to comfort Wen Moqing, but as soon as the words came out, the sadness couldn't stop coming to her heart.

The three words of Junzilou have been heard more than once, she has also asked Chu Ci, Jun Wunian and Wen Moqing before, but no one explained to her, and now there are people in Junzilou who have given their lives Bi Xiao said that these people have already realized that Yan Liwu has a trace of curiosity and disgust.

Putting down the wound medicine bottle heavily, Yan Li's expression was stiff: "For the sake of Zhang's broken picture that he doesn't know what it is, so many people have died, unless this picture records the mysterious spells of bringing the dead back to life, teaching the wind and rain, and the peace of the country and the people, otherwise I really can't figure out what the value of competition is." ”

"What else do you know besides complaining?" Wen Moqing replied coldly.

Different identities, different growth environments, naturally have different personalities and opinions, Yan Liwu repeatedly reminded Wen Moqing not to force her views but forgot that she should also abide by the same rules. Originally, she regretted her words, but she didn't expect Wen Moqing to answer so coldly, and suddenly she felt disheartened and didn't want to pay attention to anything.

"I'm tired, go rest first."

Bi Xiao saw that the rift between the two was gradually growing, and tried to save the message from the worry, but the word was reluctant to squeeze out a smile, or find an excuse to go back to his room.

Anxious and anxious, Bi Xiao shook his head and returned to the table: "Senior brother's tone is too heavy, it will make people sad." ”

"It's because she's not mature enough, and she can't tell the difference between such a big person." The good mood of the lost and found was dissipated by the indifferent confrontation, Wen Moqing took a deep breath to put away his emotions, and his attention returned to the picture, "Bi Xiao, you can also take a look, maybe you will find something." ”

Bi Xiao nodded and leaned over to the oil lamp, staring at it carefully.

It was a tough and sturdy kraft paper, with a structural drawing drawn on the yellowed paper, which looked like a palace and was not small, but it did not look like the Yuan style from the layout of the layout, but had a somewhat exotic taste.

Bi Xiao groaned: "What kind of structural map of this place will be?" What is the meaning of Jiao Yu's efforts to get this picture? Is it a guide to where we go? ”

"It's still unclear, anyway, it has something to do with the Qinglian King-" Halfway through the words, Wen Moqing's voice stopped abruptly. After a while, Qingjun's face showed a hint of a smile: "Confused, I forgot such an important premise." Bi Xiao, you redraw this picture overnight and show it to her tomorrow morning. ”

"She?" Bi Xiao didn't react for a while.

Wen Moqing pointed in the direction next door: "Words are not worried." ”

Bi Xiao came to her senses and smiled gently: "Why don't you call her now?" Senior brother doesn't want to disturb her rest? ”

"Just came from the wind and snow and let her run around all day, it's enough for her, let her rest tonight, anyway, the map is already in hand, it's not in the way a day early or a day late." Wen Moqing did not answer Bi Xiao directly, and there was no explanation why the style of doing things early had changed suddenly, so he only turned on the oil lamp and called Xiao Er to ask for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Imitation tracing is not a difficult task for Bi Xiao, but it is a bit boring. In order to avoid her being tired, Wen Moqing chatted with her at the table, but she didn't know what was going on tonight, and the topic of Bi Xiao was always out of her mind.

"Senior brother, now that he has completely decided that Liwu is not the Qinglian King, right?"

"No one can say without evidence. The reason why I didn't kill her and let her follow me was because of the clues on the Anzhou side, the old beggar who was killed said that many years ago, he had seen King Qinglian, who had not yet entered the palace, with a woman who looked extremely similar, and if she was the sister of King Qinglian, it would be unreasonable to let her pay for the crime committed by King Qinglian. ”

"In other words, in fact, Senior Brother has the heart to let go of worries and have a way to live?" Bi Xiao put down the pen, and the curvature of her moist lips was gentle, "For Liwu, senior brother seems to be more tolerant, considerate, and patient than Bi Sheng, if one day can prove that Liwu has nothing to do with those crimes, can senior brother be with her?" ”

Wen Moqing's hand paused for a moment, and then revealed Bi Xiao's incomprehensible complex expression, as if he was smiling disdainfully, and seemed to be helpless: "What are you thinking about what the eight poles can't beat?" She probably didn't tell you, but after the affair was over, she planned to be with King Yongshan. ”

"King Yongshan?" Bi Xiao was surprised and regretful, "I see, it's a pity, I wanted to match Li Wu and Senior Brother." ”

"No way."

The simple answer made Bi Xiao quite disappointed, and suddenly thought of something, and his tone was a little more cautious: "Senior brother, you ...... Still waiting for that guy? ”

There was a sudden crisp sound in the silence, and it was the ink ingot in Wen Moqing's hand that fell to the ground, and a pitch-black ink mark was drawn diagonally.