Lin Yanxi gently shook the woman lying on the bed a few times, her eyebrows were twisted together, and she said in her mouth: "Gu Lang, run, don't come back."

"Dreams, dreams." Lin Yanxi shook her a few more times, and the woman on the bed closed her eyes tightly and did not respond.

Sister Lian'er glanced at Meng'er lying on the bed, and saluted the man, "Landlord, someone has brought it."

The landlord bowed slightly, and Sister Lian'er withdrew from the dense and stayed outside.

Shen Muzhou glanced at the environment in the house, the furnishings were simple and clean, it was the room furnishings for daily living, but judging from the topographic map given by Gu Qing before, there should be a larger secret room behind this house.

Lin Yanxi stood up and looked at the man in front of him slightly, he is the owner of Zhihai Building?

He sat in a wooden wheelchair with a clever mechanism with two less obvious holes in the armrests, and if you tapped the armrests three times, poisonous needles would fly out.

Although he is sitting in a wheelchair, he is handsome and has a dusty temperament, dressed in an ice blue placket Chang Shan, with Tengyun Xiangwen embroidered with light blue silk thread on the cuffs and collar, his upper body is very straight, and there is an indescribable depression in his eyebrows and eyes.

"What happened to your dreams?" Lin Yanxi moved half a step and quietly protected Meng'er on the bed behind him.

Reading the hostile meaning in her eyes, he sneered, but the eyes that looked at Meng'er became more gloomy, "If Meng'er knew that you protected her like this, she would be very happy, Meng'er likes to make friends."

She looked back at Meng'er, and said a little coldly to the eyes of the upstairsman, "She's very pitiful."

Yes, she just thinks Meng'er is pitiful, they are not friends.

In her previous life, her friends all lied to her and abandoned her.

Shen Muzhou reached out and patted her forehead gently, she covered her forehead and glared at him, not knowing what she said wrong.

He asked the man directly, "What do you want us to do?"

When the landlord heard this, his smile deepened a little and asked, "Aren't you coming to see me?" It took a lot of effort to see me."

Shen Muzhou didn't want to play dumb riddles with him here, he took a few steps forward and gently held Lin Yanxi's wrist, and said firmly as he was about to go out: "It's a pity that you want to see us more now."

When the landlord saw that he was leaving, he angrily threatened, "My secret passage is full of mechanisms, you can try to see if you can get out."

Lin Yanxi let him pull him forward, he paused and sneered, "Then try."

Seeing that they were really leaving, the landlord drove a wheelchair to stop them, and said helplessly, "For the sake of Meng'er, I can exchange with you."

Shen Muzhou's face was still calm, and when Lin Yanxi saw this, he quickly pulled down his cuffs and said, "We want the whereabouts of the Zhenshan Knife."

She looked anxious, for fear that the conversation between the two would collapse and return in vain, but instead exposing their purpose.

The landlord muttered, "Zhenshan Knife?"

This clan has been hidden for many years, and these two people, one is a talisman and the other is a member of the royal family, looking for a Zhenshan knife that has declined.

But this has nothing to do with him, he has asked for anything over the years, Zhihailou only provides news, and does not ask the reason.

"Yes. It's not that hard."

This matter is not difficult for him, but it is impossible for others to find out, Shen Muzhou asked, "What is the landlord asking for?"

The landlord raised his arm, and pointed at Lin Yanxi with his fingertips in his wide sleeves and said, "She."

Shen Muzhou almost didn't think about it and refused, "Don't think about it."

His eyes were instantly filled with a fierce light, which was enough to frighten others, and he took Lin Yanxi's hand again and walked out.

Lin Yanxi didn't understand why he reacted so much, and whispered beside him, "Wait, listen to him first."

This evil god is always fierce, and he doesn't understand the importance of the news of the Zhenshan Knife, which may be the only clue to recover the jade talisman and find the person behind the black cloak.

"Nothing nice."

Shen Muzhou didn't stop, and an irritability inexplicably rose in his heart, if he wanted to recover the jade talisman, he would use Lin

Yan Xi came in exchange, it was better to let him go to prison directly.

Seeing him like this, he knew that he had misunderstood what he meant, and the landlord said slowly, "What I want is the power of her talisman to heal Meng'er."

Lin Yanxi paused, turned around to look at him, and said suspiciously, "How do you know that I am a talisman master?"

The landlord's wheelchair turned in a different direction, and when he arrived at Meng'er's bed, he said bluntly: "You killed so many people in front of my Zhihai Building, I don't know your identity anymore, this Zhihai Building is really just a flower building."

"Oh!" She nodded and quickly shook her head, "I didn't kill me."

Shen Muzhou's eyes also fell on Meng'er's face, she seemed to be asleep, talking a lot of dream words, but her face was ruddy, and her lips were bright.

He asked, "She's not sick, how can we help her?"

The landlord took out a handkerchief to help Meng'er gently wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, his movements were gentle, and his eyes were shy.

"A calm mind can cure 3,000 diseases, but a disturbed heart will lead to a hundred diseases. She was tempted, so she was sick, she was sick from the day Gu Qing came, and she was still sick when Gu Qing left, and it was even more serious."

Lin Yanxi was puzzled: "Do you call her like Gu Qing to call her sick?"

He didn't look up at them, his hand clutched the handkerchief tightly, and his voice was broken: "Yes! She's sick, I want you to use the Dementor Bell to heal her!"

Shen Muzhou immediately reacted and asked him, "How do you know that the Dementor Bell is in her hand?"

His eyes were scarlet, staring at the faces of the two for a long time, and laughed loudly: "Because I am the owner of Zhihai Building, I know the world's affairs...... Except for the black cloak."

At the mention of the black cloak, Lin Yanxi's nerves tensed, she took a few steps forward excitedly, took out the soul bell from her waist and asked, "Do you know the black cloak? Surely you know, don't you, tell me, where are they? Who is the person behind them?"

"Just tell me, and I'll be able to help you."

Shen Muzhou's big hand clamped Lin Yanxi's arm and frowned at the man in the wheelchair.

He stared at the Dementor Bell for a while, looked at them helplessly, and said admittedly, "It's a pity that I really don't know anything about the black cloak, I only know that they are controlled by spells, and they have their power in all parts of the moon, your destiny ......."

"Landlord!" Shen Muzhou nervously stopped him, shook his head at him, and motioned for him not to say any more.

Regarding her life, Shen Muzhou didn't want her to know yet, although Lin Yanxi was very dull about emotional matters and looked cold-blooded, in fact, she always reminded herself not to kill innocents indiscriminately.

He didn't believe that Lin Yanxi would be a celestial star and would bring any disaster to Nan Min.

The landlord lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak.

"How's my life?"

Why did she mention her life again, in her previous life, the prince framed her as a Nanmin disaster, didn't she already escape this catastrophe? What does spelling have to do with her personality?

The landlord's eyes dodged slightly, his fingers turned his wheelchair, and he said in a relaxed tone: "I mean you don't have to worry, the fate will guide you to meet the black cloak and find the person behind the scenes."

"Maybe, you'll run into the Black Cloak in a moment."

Lin Yanxi frowned, she didn't understand the meaning of his words, she lifted her eyes and looked, Shen Muzhou's eyes were also a little complicated, and a trace of panic?

Before he had time to think about it, the landlord continued to ask, "How is it? As long as you use the Dementor Bell to erase her memory of Gu Qing, I can give you the news of the Zhenshan Knife."

Lin Yanxi looked at the soul bell in his hand, its shell was a light yellow and transparent glass cover, a white jade handle, and the bell heart was made of rare magic weapons.

"Yes." She replied simply.

Shen Muzhou covered the soul bell with his hand and said, "We can think of other ways to erase her memory, which is unfair to her."

Lin Yanxi's apricot eyes stared at Meng'er fixedly, and after a while, she came back to her senses, her clear and translucent pupils were firm and puzzled, "Is what Gu Qing did fair? Wouldn't it be nice for me to use the Dementor Bell to change her painful memories and make her happy?"

Her eyes were clear

But there was some coldness, Shen Muzhou didn't know how to answer for a while, if it was him, even if that person hurt himself, he didn't want to forget the past like this.

But who knows which option is the right one?

He let go of his hand in a daze.

Lin Yanxi held the rattle, and the ring on his hand emitted a faint light, and then the rattle did not need to shake, and it "clanked" in the air. :

Meng'er's expression gradually began to ache, "Gu Qing...... Gu Qing, where are you? Gu Qing!"

Her ruddy complexion began to turn pale, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Lin Yanxi's movements paused, she looked as if she was in pain, the soul bell can create illusions and confuse memories.

In the illusion, Gu Qing's face gradually faded, becoming more and more blurred, hidden in the smoke.

The color of Lin Yanxi's soul ring faded away, and the rattle also fell on her palm.

The owner of Zhihai Mansion shook it lightly a few times, and called softly, "Meng'er, Meng'er."

Meng'er lay on the bed, her expression gradually calming down, but she didn't wake up.

Lin Yanxi was a little weak, Shen Muzhou held her and asked, "Are you okay?"

She nodded, her eyes always on the landlord and Meng'er, and said, "She needs my soul bell to wake up again and give me the whereabouts of the Zhenshan Knife."

The landlord didn't say a word, turned the wheelchair and twisted a few small mechanisms in the room and entered a large stone door, from the outside you can vaguely see that there are rows of bookshelves in the stone door, and there are various bamboo scrolls in the upper room.

After Lin Yanxi and Shen Muzhou got the scroll, the rattle shook three times again, and the dream gradually woke up.

She asked blankly, "Why am I here, landlord?" Who are they?"

The landlord's worried eyes faded instantly, and he said happily, "It's just a guest."

Lin Yanxi handed the scroll to Shen Muzhou, and when he was about to leave the secret room, the landlord reminded him, "I advise you not to take care of the affairs of the prison."

The two of them paused and continued to walk out of the secret room.

Sister Lian'er was guarding outside, and when she saw them coming out, she didn't say anything, but Shen Yu asked him to wait outside in case of accidents.

Lin Yanxi raised his eyebrows, with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and it will take a few lifetimes to catch up with Luo Jingxin.

The next moment, she felt a little strange, why did she hope that Shen Yu and Luo Jingxin were together?

Shen Muzhou grabbed Shen Yu's shoulders and walked out.

Shen Yu walked to the door and reluctantly promised the woman inside, "You wait, wait for the master to come back and redeem you."

Probably Gu Qing also made a promise to Meng'er at that time, when Lin Yanxi used the soul bell just now, Meng'er was extremely reluctant Gu Qing was vague in her memory, and she had a trace of guilt, but after seeing Shen Yu, that little hesitation and guilt had long since disappeared.

Such a man, do not remember the best.

As soon as a few people stepped out of the gate of Zhihai Tower, an arrow flew straight towards them.