Baoyue Lou is really not simple, look at this hidden excellent eavesdropping equipment, you know that the owner behind this jì courtyard, not only counting on these leather and meat business to collect money for him, but also attentive to the bed, yín in the voice, collect the secrets that Kyoto dignitaries will never declare to the public during the day, if it is not for Fan Xian to be careful, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find anything strange about the handrail next to the toilet.

Sang Wen looked at him with a strange expression, suddenly gritted his teeth, and knelt down straight in front of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled gently, but he didn't stop her, he had already checked it, and no one should be able to eavesdrop on his conversation. As for why Sang Wen knelt, he obviously guessed, but he wouldn't say it, sat on the chair, casually pulled a thin quilt and covered it with Yan'er, who was sleeping on the couch, half-bowed his head and said, "I asked, you answered." ”

Sang Wen understood, stood up from the ground with a look of anticipation, and stood carefully in front of Fan Xian, but glanced behind him. Fan Xian shook his head, he didn't want to spend more time explaining, but thinking of reassuring the other party, he still said: "She won't wake up for a while, and it is impossible for her to eavesdrop, don't worry." ”

Sang Wen nodded at this time.

Fan Xian didn't ask Sang Wen if the heavenly clothes where Sang Wen had stayed had fallen, and what means did Baoyuelou spend to rob her over, these useless questions, but asked very directly: "Do you have a deed in Baoyuelou's hands?"

Sang Wen was overjoyed, knowing that this Master Fan had the heart to help him get out of trouble, and said anxiously: "Yes, but they forced ......"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Fan Xian continued to ask: "You were sent to serve me today, what explanation do the people in the building have?" As Sang Wen, Chen Gongzi, who Fan Xian pretended to be, must not be qualified to let her sing.

Sang Wen fully trusted Fan Xian at this time, because in her opinion, only the most popular inspector in Kyoto could help her escape from this unfathomable building, and help the miserable Tianshang to take revenge, and said without hesitation: "I overheard, the people in the building seem to suspect that the adult is a master of the thirteen yamen of the criminal department, and came to investigate the murder a few days ago, so they sent Yan'er this red card. ”

Fan Xian laughed at himself, thinking that he was dressed in disguise, but this Baoyuelou somehow smelled the smell, but he just guessed the wrong direction. Sang Wen looked at him and explained: "The entourage next to you has an official aura on him, and the smell is terrifying. ”

This is naturally Deng Ziyue.

Fan Xian waved his hand and changed the subject: "I want to know, guess who the real owner of this Baoyue Tower is." A guess was used in the words, because there were people in the Supervision Yuan who were helping to conceal it, and it was impossible for Sang Wen to know the real owner of the courtyard, but she stayed in the building for a long time, and there would always be some clues.

Although Sang Wen didn't know why the Imperial Inspectorate was interested in this, he still tried his best to recall, and said with some uncertainty: "It should have something to do with Shangshu Lane." Every time the owner of Baoyue Tower came, he was very secretive, but the carriage rarely changed. Although there is no family emblem on the carriage, the fallen leaves of the big locust tree can be seen on the roof of the carriage in the past two months, this tree is a species of Northern Qi Dynasty, and there are only various rows on both sides of Shangshu Lane in the whole of Kyoto, so I dare to conclude that the carriage is driven from Shangshu Lane. ”

Fan Xian glanced at her, Sang Wen understood, and immediately explained: "I also lived in Shangshu Lane for many years when I was young, so I know about this matter. ”

Fan Xian kept talking: "What is the surname of the girl in charge in this building?"

"It should be surnamed Yuan. ”

The girl's words were urgent, fast and steady, Fan Xian glanced at her with great appreciation, and said, "The girl is thoughtful, she can enter my yard to do things." ”

Shangshu Lane is not a Shangshu residence, but a group of princes who were canonized at the beginning of the founding of the country, who are respected and powerful, but now His Majesty is extremely strict in controlling the country, so these princes are generally relatively peaceful.

As for the girl in charge surnamed Yuan, Fan Xian smiled bitterly, naturally thinking of Yuan Meng's girl under Hongcheng.

Got this useful news, Fan Xian was very satisfied with the results of tonight, so he had the heart to chat with Sang Wen for a few words, and learned from the conversation that Baoyue Lou was really strong behind him, and the building was only opened in early summer, but in a short period of time, it swept away several peers in Kyoto who dared to compete with each other, and the means used behind it were extremely bloody, otherwise Sang Wen would not have been forced to enter the building.

"In two days, I will send someone to ransom you out. Fan Xian is not pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, but believes in the principle of equality in trading, and this singer falls in such a yīn Sen's jì courtyard, I really feel a little unhappy, Wan'er also likes this woman, after a few rì let the people in the courtyard take the name card to Huyuelou to ask for people, and if you want to come to Baoyuelou, you always have to give yourself this face.

Sang Wen was overjoyed! She felt precarious in the building in the moon, and even watched the girl who was taken captive from another family beaten to death by the thugs in the building, always thinking about a way to get out, but although she had a relationship with Fan Xian, the gift of the word, but in any case, she did not think of going to him, after all, the identity and status difference between the two was too far, but now rì coincidence, actually met Shixian again, and also got this promise, with the status of Fan Tisi in the court, this matter is naturally decided, as soon as she thought of this, Sang Wen had mixed feelings, and cried silently and bowed down。

Fan Xian had already knelt under her, so he didn't want to kneel a second time, so he reached out to help.

............ At this moment, there was an angry shout outside the hospital!

"I'll kill you!"

With the angry roar of a middle-aged man, the door was smashed, and a figure broke through the wind, its momentum was as fierce as thunder, and the palm containing great power was imprinted on Fan Xian's chest!

"Don't!" Sang Wen sat down on the ground in shock, saw the person's appearance clearly, hid his face and cried out, indescribably shocked and worried.

............ The palm wind rushed to his face like a knife, and Fan Xian stood sideways, not straightening up, nor looking back, but just stretched out his ordinary right hand from his sleeve and handed it out very lightly.

His palm seemed slow, but it was an illusion brought by the super strength and stability, and when his palm was already stretched out, the sneak attacker's thunder palm had just hit.

A delicate and steady palm came first, gently patting on the calloused and extremely thick palm, just ...... Give it a gentle pat.

A light tap, but there was a loud bang!

The sneak attacker who came with the momentum of the wind and thunder came quickly, flew faster, and was directly shocked by Fan Xian's seemingly understated palm, like a flying stone thrown out by a trebuchet!

The wooden door that had been broken into pieces was hit again, and the warrior's retreat was still more than that! It actually hit the courtyard gate directly, smashed the thick wooden door to smithereens, and fell directly into the water, causing a big splash!

Fan Xian stood quietly in the back hall, unusually quiet, as if he had not made a move before.

Sang Wen looked at the scene in front of him, and let out another incredible exclamation, looking at Fan Xian's gaze became extremely shocked, oh my God! How could such a gentle and amiable adult have such a majestic and domineering true qi!

But she didn't have time to reminisce about Fan Xian's palm, holding her skirt, with tears on her face, she rushed to the thin lake, I don't know if the person was alive or dead after receiving Fan Xian's palm.

Fan Xian's hands behind him were stained with some grass and mud, knowing that the person had been lurking on the grass outside the courtyard before, he frowned slightly, and said a little inexplicably: "The Sword King and the like are really reckless. ”

Since Sang Wen is quite famous in Kyoto, there will naturally be some people who are obsessed with protecting flowers, although these people in the rivers and lakes are no match for the means of holding the moon building, but they still have to do their best to protect Sang Wen from being defiled. The previous martial artist should have been guarding outside the hospital for a long time, but after the end of the song, he didn't see Sang Wen discharged from the hospital for a long time, he was anxious, and he couldn't see it through the window, and he mistook Fan Xian's support as a lightness, so he couldn't help but take action to protect the flowers.

Fan Xian knew that he couldn't hide anyone from this formation, laughed at himself, and walked out of the courtyard with his hands in his hands, at this time Deng Ziyue had already protected him with a bad face, but Shi Xianli was estimated to be still drunk. He looked sideways at the second leader of the Qinian group that he had personally chosen, and nodded with some satisfaction.

He was not only satisfied with Deng Ziyue's reaction speed, but also satisfied with the palm he had just made.

It was only after that palm was struck out that he knew that he had traveled from Lanzhou to Kyoto, practiced hard in Cangshan, and went to Northern Qi as an envoy. The pressure on the way to the mission, the struggle with Sean, the fight on the cliff of Yanshan outside Beijing, and the seemingly casual but actually useful interaction with Begonia, finally let the nameless skill that he practiced gradually fit with the meridians that were different from his own and the world, and his martial arts cultivation had reached a very stable and terrible Cheng dù.

If it were before, I was afraid that this palm had already shattered all the opponent's right arm, but it was impossible to have such a domineering stamina - thinking of this section, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little grateful to the dead Sean, as well as Begonia, of course, what he was most grateful for was that the old cripple gave him such a good opportunity.

Uncle Wuzhu doesn't need to thank you, that's his own person.

The water on the lake is not quiet, the big man is lying on the water and does not know whether he is alive or dead, because the night is thick, even if there are lakeside lights, he can't see the blood in the lake.

In a very short period of time, Baoyuelou reacted, and the sound of joy resounded in the courtyards, and the big man in the lake was also fished up with a net.

The thugs of Baoyuelou gathered on the lakeside, but a half-old walked with a windy face, but greeted Fan Xian with a panicked face, and apologized repeatedly: "Poor protection, startling Chen Gongzi, deserves death." ”

There was panic on his face, and he said that he was dead, but in his eyes was a temptation and coldness.