The black sedan stopped in front of Councilor Lin's mansion.

Lin Deyi and Lin Jie were just about to get out of the car.

I saw the old butler hurrying over.

"Master, no, just now the first hospital called, and as soon as you left, two people in your name handled the discharge procedures for Mr. Feng and picked him up!"

"What?! Picked up? Who did that?"

Lin was taken aback, and his face was ugly. If Feng Ye was calculated and died by that person, it would be better to say, after all, he could still control the situation.

But if he is taken away by some inexplicable person, it will undoubtedly disrupt his plans and even bring even more trouble!

"I don't know, but one of them is tall and strong, a full two meters tall......

"Two meters tall, I know, it's the bodyguard next to Jiang Ge!"

Lin Jie exclaimed, "But what did he do with the night, it's clear that our plan hasn't been implemented yet......

Lin proudly looked gloomy, sat back in the car, and slammed the car door shut.

"Drive! Fast! Give me the fastest speed! Back to the First Hospital! No matter what he wants to do, he can't let him succeed easily!"

Black sedan speeding through the streets.

After a while, the building of the First Hospital was in sight.

"Slow down! Slow down!"

Lin Jie suddenly shouted and pointed to the side of the street.

"Father, look if that's Mr. Feng!"

I saw two people pushing a wheelchair and walking on the road as if they were walking.

The man in the wheelchair covered in bandages is the night closure!

It was really taken away, is this bullshit knower a pig?!

Lin's smug face twitched fiercely.

"Stop ......"

Was preparing to let the driver stop.

The next second, the man who saw the cart raised his head and showed him a kind smile.

This look!

Lin was proud, and the whole person seemed to be poured a basin of cold water in the cold winter.

"No, don't stop, pretend you don't see it, pass by them, and go to Hospital No. 1."

Lin Deyi took a deep breath and said.

"Father?" Lin Jie cast a puzzled look.

"Second brother, have you thought about it, why did that Jiang Ge dare to blatantly take away Feng Ye?"

Lin Jie was puzzled, "Father, what do you mean?"

"There's only one possibility!"

Lin proudly lowered his eyes, "It's that person's confidence, even if he takes away the sealing night, there will be no problem!"

"And our every move is in his gaze, and he is doing this now to warn us!"

Lin smirked a long sigh of relief, "It's a pity that he doesn't know, there is an even more terrifying Yongyue Poetry Society behind Feng Ye, and now Feng Ye is being taken away by them, but it is in our hands!"

Lin Jie's heart was shocked: "This is the case! So what do we do now?"

Lin proudly looked back at the three of them in the distance, and his voice was low.

"Let's go back, contact the people of the Poetry Society first, and let them figure out their own way! Hidden things, mortals can not get involved......

…………

"Wenjun, what's wrong?"

Feeling that Jiang Ge adjusted the direction of the wheelchair, Feng Ye, who was sitting on it, asked.

Because his neck was fixed, he couldn't turn his head, so he just saw a black shadow flash.

"Lord Messenger, Lin Deyi's car passed by just now."

Jiang Ge took his eyes off the car, put away his smile, and changed to a solemn look, "Fortunately, with the blessing of Jingyue, he didn't find us."

"I see."

Feng Ye frowned.

"This Lin is proud of a local councilor, and if I hadn't been hurt, he would have been nothing more than an antworm. Even with the power of the Poetry Society to put pressure on him, he would never dare to say more than half a word, and now he is even calculating me

now."

Closed Night paused to get down.

"But now that I'm injured, I can't contact the Poetry Society through the Reflecting Moon Well, and the usual methods are too slow...... And Wenjun, you don't know the technique of water mirrors, and this technique is too difficult to practice, otherwise you can use the method I taught you, but you can contact the Poetry Society."

"The Art of the Water Mirror?"

Jiang Ge touched his chin and said, "I will."

…………

Find a place to settle down for the night.

Now the night closure is equivalent to the whole person falling into his hands.

And Jiang Ge knew from him that Lin Deyi was just because a certain ancestor was once a member of the Yongyue Poetry Society, so he became one of the many "patrons".

Although this "patron" is, in a sense, no different from "offering an offering" in exchange for asylum.

This night closure is also because Lin Deyi is a councilor of Dragon Palace City, controls power, and can provide necessary financial help for his actions, so he lived in Lin Deyi's house.

After all, for the members of the Yongyue Poetry Society who serve the moon of luxury, there is a luxury and luxurious villa that cannot be lived, and living in a small dilapidated hotel is purely brain-dead.

In this case, Jiang Ge simply opened the semi-showdown mode.

He didn't plan to kill Feng Ye, and when he recovered, he would definitely find out that something was wrong, so he just said it directly while he was powerless now.

He first briefly talked about the contradictions between him and Lin Deyi because of the Chasing Light Society.

Of course, he still kept an eye on it, and he was not stupid enough to stir up the wind and rain in it, take the chestnuts in the fire, and finally did the matter of the Light Chaser Society and the Dragon Worship Sect.

It's just that he was inadvertently involved in the conspiracy of the Dragon Worship Sect and the Light Chaser Society.

Both of them were defeated, and then he picked them up.

Feng Ye said that his mother sold a batch, it turns out that your kid has been pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with me.

"Then you say, what about the "Water Mirror Technique"?"

In the room, Feng Ye was lying on the bed like a mumi-yin, his eyes rolling to look at Jiang Ge.

Jiang Ge sat on the wooden chair next to the bed, peeling an apple in his hand, and said with an innocent face,

"That's right, Messenger, in addition to the Song of the Moon, I also coincidentally obtained a lineage of an ancient profession, the Mirror Grinder, from which I learned how to use the art of the Water Mirror......

"The Legacy of the Mirror Grinder?"

Feng Ye was surprised.

"I can't imagine that there are still "mirror grinders" in this era? Although there is a tradition of this in the poetry society, few people practice it, because although this profession is simple to learn, if you want to reach the extreme, it requires a high level of talent, and even more than the poet profession, it needs the Moon Scroll Gu ......

Regarding the words of the night, Jiang Ge expressed his agreement with both hands.

If he hadn't gotten that touch of the mirror moon, he would have made the bronze mirror that could absorb the shadow of the moon in the moon well.

He's a mirror grinder for the ball.

You must know that in ancient times, the mirror grinders made a mirror of inferior seals, and it was measured in years.

He needed the Year of the Monkey to make a mirror array.

"Speaking of which, Lord Messenger, is there any part of the Mirror Grinder inheritance in the Poetry Society's collection that is at the beginner level or even higher?"

Feng Ye glanced at Jiang Ge, "You seem to really have said that."