The entire Taishi Mansion was still immersed in great grief, and within a few days, Wen Ren and his wife passed away one after another, which was an indescribable loss for both the court and the Wen Taishi family.

Especially Wen Qingqing, she has almost cried into tears in the past few days, such a thing must be unacceptable to anyone, she has lost more than ten pounds in just four or five days.

But what they didn't expect was that the murderer would be Yun Feixue, he killed Wen Renhe with his own hands, although he didn't want to believe it, but all this was seen by Wen Qingqing with his own eyes, and the monks of Huangcheng Temple also saw it, even if they didn't believe it, it was an ironclad fact.

In the midst of everyone's crying emotions, the murderer suddenly walked into Wen Taishi's mansion, and Wen Taishi followed closely aside.

Wen Qingqing, who was already emotionally unstable, suddenly became angry when she saw this scene, and she shouted angrily: "Grandpa, why is he, the murderer, still alive, he should have been executed now." ”

Wen Qingqing at this moment is like the two of them who saw her a few days ago, and the white filial piety hat on her head is like her pale face, which makes people feel sorry for it.

The red, swollen and blackened eyes were full of sadness and tiredness, and the cheeks, which were both beautiful and charming, were as lifeless as if they had not seen the sun in a long time.

It's just that after seeing Yun Feixue, her sickly face suddenly became a little angry, maybe because she was really angry when she saw that Yun Feixue was still alive.

"Don't be rude, the murderer is someone else, and it has nothing to do with him!" Wen Taishi tried his best to keep his tone calm, of course he could understand Wen Qingqing's feelings, but Yun Feixue's innocence had been confirmed, and she would know what the consequences would be if she continued to mess around.

"Grandpa, he's the murderer, I've seen it with my own eyes, why doesn't it have anything to do with him?" Wen Qingqing couldn't believe his ears.

"What you see with your own eyes may not be true, he has proved in front of the ministers and officials that he has nothing to do with your father's death, don't be unreasonable. Master Wen said.

"No, no, he is the murderer, he must have deceived you, you have all been deceived by him, he is the murderer......"

Wen Qingqing said that he wanted to do it as soon as he grabbed Yun Feixue, but there were also many masters in the Taishi Mansion, and at this moment, he grabbed Wen Qingqing, who was doing it.

He was powerless to struggle, Wen Qingqing almost cried bitterly, and his heart-rending appearance broke people's hearts, but Yun Feixue could have a way, he couldn't help it at all, maybe only when Wen Qingqing's emotions completely calmed down could he explain things clearly.

"I really regret your father's death, I am here now to investigate the murderer, and I believe that the emperor will soon send someone to investigate the truth of the matter. Yun Feixue sighed and said.

"You are the murderer, you are the one you killed......" Wen Qingqing still roared heartbreakingly there.

Ignoring the sad Wen Qingqing, under the leadership of Wen Taishi, Yun Feixue walked into the Taishi's mansion, he really didn't want to see Wen Qingqing's sad face now.

Not only did it hurt him, but it also hurt him with a tearing wound.

Walking through a few corridors, Wen Taishi stopped in front of a building: "This is the place where he spends the most time, and most big and small matters are handled here, you go, I won't go in." ”

"Okay, thank you, Master Wen. Yun Feixue bowed, and then slowly pushed the door in.

Walk into the door, a strong smell of books comes to the face, in this huge space, the most eye-catching is the row after row of neat gold, silver and bronze tripods on both sides of the wall, here any tripod in the market is estimated to be a valuable treasure, I can't imagine that this Wen Renhe is still a person who loves to collect tripods.

Then there was the long ancient wooden table, on which were placed pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a bunch of paper materials whose contents were unknown.

The incense burner is still releasing a fresh and refreshing smell, the silence in the room can even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, and the footsteps of Yun Feixue are crisp and pleasant in the room.

He didn't go through the stuff recklessly, trying to find out what might be useful in the midst of this dazzling array of things, and it wasn't something that could be done in a moment.

Besides, if there really are some valuable secrets here, it is impossible for Wen Renhe to put them in a conspicuous place.

Yun Feixue walked to the desk and sat on the ancient wooden chair engraved with carved patterns, it seemed that he had done nothing, but the powerful soul power had covered every corner of this room.

It may be extremely difficult for others to find useful clues, but for him who has reached the third level of soul tricks, as long as his soul power is accurately covered to every small corner of the house, it is not difficult to find valuable things, although it will greatly consume his spirit and physical strength.

But after a cup of tea cooled, the soul power did not find anything useful in this room, and he even covered the entire floor around the soul power, but the result was still the same.

"It's strange, didn't he really leave any clues here?" Yun Feixue muttered as she withdrew her soul power.

There is no doubt that Wen Renhe is a member of the Golden Dragon Guard, and he himself should be very clear that many members of the Golden Dragon Guard do not know each other's identities, but this position will inevitably not happen one day, just like Wen Renhe's current fate, so in a normal person's thinking, he should leave some valuable clues, and let others know what is going on after death.

Yun Feixue began to look at every corner of the room with her naked eyes, and after a while, she still found nothing, and shook her head helplessly, Yun Feixue moved the chair under her to the table to check the case.

But when he dragged the chair with both hands, he found that the chair under him did not move.

"The chair is fixed?" Yun Feixue frowned and leaned over, sure enough, this chair was actually fixed on the ground, which made Yun Feixue curious, it was usually fixed on a table with a few desks, and it was the first time he had seen the chair nailed to the ground.

Yun Feixue got up and carefully looked at the chair made of purple wood, and by chance, he saw a wooden button next to the armrest of the chair.

Pressing it gently, Yun Feixue pushed it again, and found that the chair could easily move back and forth.

It turns out that this chair has a mechanism inside, and it can only be moved by pressing the button, but this makes Yun Feixue feel even more strange, a chair ...... Is it necessary to make it so complicated?

Then Yun Feixue moved the chair again, and found that this chair can not only move back and forth, but also move horizontally, vertically or even diagonally, but compared with ordinary chairs, it lacks flexibility and convenience, Yun Feixue will never think that this is just a coincidence, Wen Renhe must have intentions in making this chair look like this.

After a while, Yun Feixue still found nothing, as if this structure was just to be able to move the chair tall.

But the more Yun Feixue felt strange, because he found that under the chair, he found that even his soul power could not penetrate into it, and there must be a lot of articles in it.

Yun Feixue didn't want to destroy it violently, after all, this was the Taishi Mansion, and Wen Qingqing was convinced that he was his father's killer, and it would be even more fun to destroy it here.

Standing up, Yun Feixue looked around helplessly, and suddenly, his gaze stayed on the slightly complicated line patterns on the case.

These patterns seemed to be ordinary carved patterns, but when Yun Feixue had just moved the chair with great effort, he found that this pattern did not seem to be so simple.

It seemed to be somewhat similar to the path under the chair, Yun Feixue quickly brushed aside the clutter on the desk, and after a few minutes, his eyes lit up as if he had found something extraordinary.

"Wen Renhe, Wen Renhe, you really tried your best!" Yun Feixue muttered to herself.

He pinched the button on the chair again and began to push the chair, but this time he didn't push the chair randomly, he began to move up and down from side to side according to the pattern on the desk.

After going back and forth like this for more than a dozen times, Yun Feixue took a deep breath, and then pushed the chair forward.

On a bookshelf not far away, a compartment for books suddenly loosened, and then it opened without warning to reveal a small space inside, a hidden compartment.

Yun Feixue held back her excitement and walked towards the bookshelf, where a stack of unknown materials was stored, and Yun Feixue quickly took it out of the dark compartment.

Open the blank cover, the first page appeared in front of Yun Feixue's eyes, with dense names neatly arranged, and in the first line of these names was written, the list of Golden Dragon Guards is currently known.

Seeing this line of words, Yun Feixue could clearly perceive the rapid ups and downs of his heartbeat, and sure enough, as he expected, although Wen Renhe was also a member of the Golden Dragon Guard, he would never be stupid and only listen to the orders of his master like a dog.

Yun Feixue didn't know most of these names, but he still knew some of them, such as Zhang Yuanba, Zhang Ke, and Qin Dong, who were already dead......

This list is certainly not complete, but it is terrifying enough, because many of the names here are important ministers of the imperial court, and there are many well-known people in the rivers and lakes.

This is actually not a big deal in itself, because the Golden Dragon Guard itself is subordinate to Dongfang Jianxiong, which is equivalent to a personal guard of Dongfang Jianxiong, and they will only carry out the orders issued by the emperor, and are not subject to anyone's jurisdiction other than that.

But when Yun Feixue saw the words written by Wen Renhe on the second page, she instantly felt a little creepy.

If what he said was true, then perhaps this so-called Golden Dragon Guard was not only not the most powerful assistant by the emperor's side, but might even become a sharp blade placed on Dongfang Jianxiong's neck.