As soon as the rose-stuffed snacks were placed on the table, the guard came to the door and said, "Lord Wang, those people are back." ”

Ling Xiaotian immediately got up, but Su Baitong held down his arm.

Ling Xiaotian understood and sat back down, "Let people come in and talk back." ”

Eleven had a snack in his mouth. He looked up at Ling Xiaotian.

Normally, this kind of thing is to avoid women, but Ling Xiaotian directly asked people to come in and reply. This is obviously because he doesn't want to carry Su Baitong on his back.

"Lord Wang." A short time later, a guard dressed in a nightsuit came in from outside.

"How?" Ling Xiaotian asked.

"The house is empty." The guard said.

"Empty? Have you been in? Ling Xiaotian frowned slightly, it was the private residence of the national teacher in the city, it was impossible to say that it was empty.

"Subordinates don't dare to act without permission." Even if it is empty, the house belongs to the national teacher, and they must be careful not to let the Scarlet Mansion get into trouble.

Ling Xiaotian got up and said, "This king will go with you to take a look." ”

Su Baitong also got up and turned behind the screen to help him change his clothes.

Ling Xiaotian said in a low voice: "You don't have to wait for me at night, you are tired of the day today, you can rest early." ”

Su Baitong lifted his toes to reach the button on his chin, "Don't worry, I'm here in the house." It's going to be fine. "Helping the side.

Ling Xiaotian smiled and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, and kissed her heavily on the lips, "Eleven will trouble you, but don't spoil him too much." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Baitong's eyes, but Ling Xiaotian didn't plan to explain anything, but led people away with a smile.

Eleven bit the snack in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the back of Su Baitong standing at the door.

"Why don't you send him?" Usually wives send their husbands out, right? But she was standing inside the door.

Su Baitong turned his head, "He doesn't like to say goodbye." She poured a cup of hot tea from the teapot and handed it to Eleven, "This snack is too sweet, let's eat less before going to bed." ”

Eleven blinked, "Are you going to wait for him to come back before going to sleep?" ”

Su Baitong looked at him. "What do you want to say?"

"The sixth brother said that he had proposed to his father that he was going to the northwest, and I have to redouble my favor with you now, otherwise what if you leave with the sixth brother and leave me alone."

Su Baitong's face was expressionless, "Go to bed after eating." ”

Eleven was puzzled, "If you change to another woman, you will definitely take the initiative to comfort me when you hear this." ”

"You don't need comfort." Su Baitong said lightly.

Eleven sneered, "You're so funny, how could my sixth brother find such a woman as you"

Su Baitong asked Huixiang to come in and collect the snack plate, urging Eleven to go back to rest.

Eleven walked to the door with a sudden froze. There was a look of pain on his face.

Huixiang's nervous past supported him.

"Wait a minute, I can't move," Eleven gasped pitifully against the doorframe.

Huixiang looked at Su Baitong as if asking for help.

"Stop playing, go back to sleep." Su Baitong didn't look at Eleven, turned around and entered the house.

"Hahaha" Eleven laughed, and slowly walked out of the door and went back to the house in Huixiang's stunned expression.

In the city, the private residence of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Ling Xiaotian led a dozen guards into the house from the backyard wall.

The house was dark, and the silence made people's hearts chill.

Ling Xiaotian loosened the strap of his cloak, and the little civet popped out of his arms, looked left and right, and jumped to the ground, walking forward with the graceful movements peculiar to cats.

"If Silk Love is here, it will find her." Ling Xiaotian commanded in a low voice, "Follow it." ”

A few people quietly followed behind the little civet. The eyes of the little civet in the dark are green and clear.

Although it was the first time they had entered here, Ling Xiaotian had already heard from Ghost Face about the situation here before they came, so when the little civet led them into the courtyard with a dungeon, everyone was vigilant.

It was pitch black in the house, and the little civet calmly entered the house.

If even it didn't hear any movement, it meant that there was no ambush in the house at the moment, so Ling Xiaotian lit a fire and entered the house with four guards, leaving a few others to guard outside.

The wooden staircase creaked when stepped on it, and the further down the floor, the more dreary the air became, and the smell of decay lingered.

Ling Xiaotian and the accompanying guards were no strangers to this smell.

This smell is usually emitted only from cells that have not been exposed to light for many years.

At the end of the staircase, a single wooden door is closed.

Ling Xiaotian drew his sword and cut the door lock.

The guards kicked open the wooden door, and the people behind rushed in.

A strong fishy smell came to my face.

One of the guards slipped on the soles of his feet and almost fell, but fortunately he was pulled by the person next to him in time to stand firmly.

The little civet sat in place at the doorway, refusing to take another step.

Ling Xiaotian noticed its abnormality and slowly walked through the door.

The glow of a ghostly fire illuminates the cell.

The ground was drenched, like a pond full of red and black lotus flowers.

The floor of each cell was soaked with blood, and the wooden railings and walls were littered with bloody handprints left in despair.

Everyone was shocked by this sight, and for a moment no one spoke.

Ling Xiaotian walked cautiously on the blood-colored pond and inspected every cell.

There were no corpses, only blood, a lot of blood

"Lord Wang, there is no living mouth here." The guard replied after inspecting it.

Ling Xiaotian nodded silently and took the lead and walked out.

As soon as they returned to the ground, several of the guards couldn't stand it anymore and hid to the side and vomited.

"Lord Wang, have you found the silk girl?" The guards who stayed on guard didn't know what they saw in the dungeon, but when they saw their companion's appearance, they thought they had seen something terrifying.

Ling Xiaotian shook his head.

According to what Ghost Face said before, the dungeon here is full of women.

If his and Su Baitong's inference is not wrong, the woman locked up here is very likely to be the "material" that the national master is preparing for alchemy.

Ling Xiaotian breathed deeply, as if he wanted to exhale all the filthy blood and qi in his body.

"There's no one under the dungeon." Ling Xiaotian said, "Let's go back first." ”

This is always the private residence of the national teacher, and it is extremely dangerous for them to enter without permission, and it will be a big trouble if they are discovered.

Everyone was about to evacuate when suddenly the little civet pricked up its ears and gurgled in its throat.

Ling Xiaotian stopped his steps and looked over.

I saw a figure standing on the roof of one side, and he was looking down at them with his head down.

The night wind hunted and blew through the corners of his clothes, and there was a faint killing intent that was difficult to suppress.

"Boy, it's been so long, and you still haven't let me down too much." It was an old man's voice.

Ling Xiaotian stood still, with an indifferent smile on his face, and looked up at the man, "What, is today the day for you to guide this king again?" ”