High walls, compounds, closed doors.

It was late at night, and there was silence.

In Han Dongshan's study, the lights were on, orange lights.

The dim light illuminated Han Chuang's face, which became a little distorted and deformed with hesitation and anxiety.

There were two other people in the house, two women.

Han Fu'er frowned slightly, her eyes swaying back and forth between the window and the door, erratic, while Nie Qingqing had obvious anxiety on her face, and she paced through the hall, from front to back, without stopping.

Han Chuang's hands caressed the tabletop, and his long, thin, protruding fingers looked as if they were made of fine iron in the light.

His expression was very heavy, and he was waiting for Han Fu'er with a sharp gaze.

"Is Daddy missing in this room?" he said, in a calm tone.

Han Fu'er nodded and said: "That's right, the subordinate who kept vigil said that after the old man borrowed a letter, he locked himself in the room alone and didn't come out all night, until the next day, when the subordinate went into the house to clean, he found that he was gone." ”

Han Chuang frowned and said, "Is the room still the same as when my father disappeared?"

Han Fu'er said: "It's still the same, I let my subordinates keep it." ”

Han Chuang said: "This is strange, there is no trace of a fight in the room, and the subordinates have not heard any abnormal sounds, is it?"

"What is it?" Han Fu asked.

Han Chuang said: "Could it be that Daddy left by himself?"

Han Fu'er shook her head and said, "How can Daddy say goodbye without saying goodbye, even if he has to leave, the next person is at the door, and there will always be a time to notify or leave a note; ”

Han Chuang shook his head and said: "It is not difficult to run away silently with Daddy's kung fu, there are two possibilities for not leaving a note, one is that there is no time to leave a note, it should be impossible, it stands to reason that no matter how hurried it is, there will always be time to write a note." ”

Han Fu'er asked, "What about the second?"

Han Chuang said: "The second possibility is also unlikely, but it is the most likely thing in the impossible." ”

Han Fu'er was puzzled: "I don't understand. ”

Han Chuang glanced at Han Fu'er and said, "I mean, Daddy probably doesn't want us to look for him." ”

Han Fu'er frowned and said, "Daddy, what's the matter you can't let me know?"

What's the matter?

Han Chuang pondered for a moment, his eyes moved to the desk, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said, "Didn't you say that Daddy received a letter before leaving, and what was the content of the letter?"

Han Fu'er said: "I don't know, someone sent a letter in the middle of the night, I asked the trustworthy old man Wang to come and ask." As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out of the room.

Only Nie Qingqing and Han Chuang were left in the room, Nie Qingqing looked at Han Chuang with a worried face, and said softly: "Brother Han, uncle will be fine, don't worry." ”

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I'm not worried that something will happen to him, but I'm worried about what he's hiding from us." ”

Nie Qingqing said: "I think, I think it must be something important." ”

Han Chuang sighed and said, "You don't know my father, if the matter is just important, he is happy to share it, only dangerous things, he will hide it from us." ”

Nie Qingqing raised his eyelids and said, "What do you mean - uncle may be in danger?"

Han Chuang said: "I'm afraid he took the initiative to meet the danger." ”

Nie Qingqing listened.

Han Chuang continued: "To tell you the truth, my father is not as simple as it seems. ”

Nie Qingqing said: "Could it be—" His eyes flickered.

Han Chuang glanced at her flickering eyes and sighed, "Fu'er was here just now, and it was inconvenient to say something. He looked around until he was sure that there was no one around, but he spoke: "I discovered Daddy's abnormality as early as the last time I returned to the family, and he is by no means the martial artist of the Transformation Yuan Stage as he seems on the surface. ”

Nie Qingqing exclaimed in surprise and said, "Could it be the contemplation period?"

It is simply impossible for a small Han family to have a master of the concentrating period, but if Han Chuang said it, Nie Qingqing would definitely believe it, not only because she believed in Han Chuang, but also because she believed in Han Chuang's judgment.

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not as simple as the contemplation period. Originally, I thought that Daddy was a master of the Contemplation Period, but after seeing so many masters of the Contemplation Period, I suddenly found that I still couldn't see through Daddy, and that feeling was like—"

"Like what?" Nie Qingqing asked.

Han Chuang shook his head dejectedly and said, "It's like a fog in front of me, I always thought I was close to the truth, but in the end, I found that the conclusion I got was still an illusion. If I had to describe it in one word, I would choose - unfathomable. ”

"Unfathomable?" Nie Qingqing groaned, muttering the meaning of Han Chuang's words, of course she understood the meaning of this sentence, unfathomable means that Han Chuang's father, Han Dongshan of the Han family, is by no means a master of the contemplation period, not even an ordinary contemplation stage master, and may even be - soul melting!

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

She didn't know if there were any masters in the soul melting period in the states and counties near Yunzhou, she just knew that the Honghong'er with the highest rank in the Luoxia Sect was only at the peak of concentrating, even if he was only half a step away from breaking through the soul melting period, but this half a step - no one knew if he would be able to break through in his lifetime.

You must know that the masters of the Soul Melting Period, but there are not many people who can act as elders in the Liupin Sect, even if you count the entire Southeast Region.

As soon as Nie Qingqing wanted to speak, she saw Han Chuang make a silent gesture, and she was silent in understanding.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, one light and one heavy, Han Chuang raised his head slightly, and said softly: "It's coming." ”

Nie Qingqing nodded.

Han Fu'er appeared in front of Han Chuang with Old Man Wang, just as Han Chuang thought, Old Man Wang was an ordinary old man, thin and short, with wrinkles and age spots on his face, bald, dressed plainly, and there was no trace of true qi rhythm on his body.

As soon as he entered the room, he began to tremble when he saw Han Chuang.

"Young master, young master!" his tone was submissive, his eyes dodging Han Chuang's sharp gaze.

Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing looked at each other, Gu saw the disappointment in each other's eyes, from such a person, it is difficult for you to get useful information, because it is almost impossible for them to notice useful information.

But the people have already come, and they still have to ask.

Han Chuang said with a pleasant face: "Is it okay for me to call you Lao Wang?"

The old man said, "Yes, yes, of course." "It's still a submissive look, looking at Han Chuang, like a mouse looking at a cat.

This is also understandable, Lao Wang personally received the letter received by Han Dongshan, saying that Han Dongshan's disappearance was related to him, and it was not too much.

Han Chuang sighed and said, "Lao Wang, you are very guilty and afraid of me, but I didn't come to ask the teacher to ask about the crime, I just want to find you to understand the situation." ”

Lao Wang said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, if the young master has anything, just ask, Lao Wang must say everything I know, I must say ......."

Han Chuang sighed and said, "Do you know what is written in the letter that my father received?"

As soon as the words fell, only to hear the sound of "plop", Lao Wang knelt on the ground, kept knocking his head on the ground, and said bitterly: "Young Master Mingjian, Young Master Mingjian, old man, I have always obeyed the rules, and it is impossible to peek at the letter of the master's house, what is written on that letter, I really don't know, I really don't know!"

A chuckle rang out, a woman's chuckle.

Han Chuang glanced at Nie Qingqing, who was chuckling, and helped Lao Wang up with a wry smile, and said, "Lao Wang, I said that I didn't come to Xingshi to ask about the guilt, if you read the letter, tell me what is written in the letter." ”

Feeling the whole temperature coming from his arm, Lao Wang relaxed a little, but his muscles were still tense, and he only heard him say: "Young Master Mingjian, I really haven't read the letter." ”

Han Chuang still wanted to ask, but saw Han Fu'er beside him speak: "Big brother, what Lao Wang said is true, the Han family's favor will not be unruly." ”

Lao Wang said reluctantly: "What Miss said is exact, I really haven't read what is written in the letter." ”

Han Chuang let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "I hope that there will be some unruly subordinates in the family." His eyes moved to Lao Wang again, and he said: "Old, Lao Wang, you don't have to be afraid, I believe in you," the words changed, and said: "You haven't read the content of the letter, you always see what the letter looks like." ”

Lao Wang pondered for a moment and said, "I remember this Lao Wang, it was a very special envelope, not an ordinary yellow background, but an envelope with a blue background. ”

Nie Qingqing's eyes wandered on the desk, and soon found that under the paperweight, he pressed a blue envelope, took it and said, "Is this it?"

Lao Wang looked up and said, "Yes, yes, that's it." After speaking, he bowed his head respectfully.

Nie Qingqing shook his head at Han Chuang and said, "The letter is gone, I'm afraid it's no longer in the room." ”

Han Chuang nodded and said, "Daddy is like that, if he doesn't want you to see something, there will never be a mistake." ”

Han Chuang asked again: "By the way, Lao Wang, do you remember what the envelope looks like, and what does the sender look like?"

Lao Wang shook his head blankly, and said with a wry smile: "Young master, this letter suddenly appeared in the gatehouse, I only heard a sound in the air, 'Give it to your master', but I didn't see the messenger." ”

Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing glanced at each other, and Gu saw the joy in each other's eyes, although Lao Wang didn't see the messenger, but he heard the news of the delivery, which was already an unexpected joy.

Turning his gaze back to Lao Wang, Han Chuang asked, "What kind of voice is it?" ”

Lao Wang's brows were furrowed, and even the wrinkles on his face were tightly frowned, like a withered chrysanthemum.

After a long time, he said in an uncertain tone: "It was a very bright sound, very harsh, very harsh, and I felt a little pain in my ears at that time." ”

"Bright, piercing?" Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he said, "Is this the kind of voice!"

This sentence was directly delivered to Lao Wang's ears by means of gathering sounds.

"That's the kind of voice!" Wang affirmed, "It can't be wrong, that's how it feels!"

Han Chuang laughed and said, "Okay, what else do you know." ”

Lao Wang said with a bitter face: "I sent the letter directly to the master's study, and when the master saw the letter, his expression was a little unnatural, and then he let me leave, and I don't know what happened after that." ”

Han Chuang nodded and said, "Okay Lao Wang, you go down first." ”

The old king retreated as if he had been amnestied, and did not forget to close the door when he left.

The room fell into silence, and after a while, Han Fu'er broke the silence first: "Big brother, what do you think." ”

Han Chuang said: "Gathering voices into bundles is not a clever method, many sects have this technique, and even many idle martial artists from the cold sect have learned this technique. ”

Han Fu'er, who originally had Xiyi's face, instantly became bitter, and said, "Isn't that undiscovered?"

Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing glanced at each other, and Gu saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Nie Qingqing walked up to Han Fu'er, held her hand, and said affectionately: "Fu'er, you really underestimate your eldest brother, but he has heard a lot of things. ”