Xiao Feng stared at the word "injustice", and the strength of the wine surged up, covering the throbbing pain in his head.

This word did not confide in him everything he knew like he had met a confidant, as before, but looked at him coldly like an enemy, according to him thousands of miles away.

The harder Xiao Feng tried, the more he resisted that word, and in the end, he didn't just look at him coldly, he almost picked up the salted fish and slapped him in the face.

Xiao Feng did feel like something hard and heavy was slapping his face and smashing his head. He had a splitting headache, his hands clutched his head, and his eyes closed.

As soon as the eyes were closed, the headache immediately subsided, and after a while it even disappeared completely. Xiao Feng knew that this was the rule of the Book of Heaven warning him: cherish life and stay away from self-testing.

When Xiao Feng watched the little yellow film back then, he also received a similar warning, but it was just a word difference. That Xiao Feng could bear it, but this time Xiao Feng couldn't bear it.

The whole capital knows about his case in the Yan Mansion, and maybe the whole world will know about it in a few days. Even if Xiao Feng didn't care all day, he couldn't help but face Lan Niang's eyes, and he couldn't help but face the eyes of the girl who fell in front of his door.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes and looked at the words on the table again. Then, the headache became more intense. But the word on the paper seems to tremble, and its resistance has a limit.

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, shaking more than the word, but he just refused to close his eyes again, he only felt that the world was spinning, and there was a sweet and fishy taste in his throat. He unconsciously swept the dishes, cups and pots on the table to the ground and smashed them to pieces.

Finally, in the midst of severe pain and dizziness, some chaotic words appeared scattered in his mind, and involuntarily poured out of Xiao Feng's mouth.

"The word 'injustice' has the form of 'crown' and less 'two', the crown, the crown of the king. Under the king, for the phase, under the phase, the second auxiliary?

No, it's Xiaoge Lao, Yan Shifan! That's right, it's him! I know it's him, but how can I find the evidence and catch him!

The word "injustice" has the shape of "rabbit" and hides under the "hole", the rabbit, the cunning person, the rabbit is hidden in the hole, and the evidence is in the Yan Mansion!

The word 'injustice' is 'crown' and 'free', fart! If you are the king and the prime minister, you can do whatever you want? Is it possible to kill without sin?

I'm going to catch him, you just have to tell me how to catch him! You don't need to tell me this! ”

Under the double stimulation of alcohol and severe pain, Xiao Feng was in a state of confusion and rage, and in a coma, he felt as if he was hanging a heavy object, his hands and feet were extremely heavy, and he couldn't move, only his brain was still spinning wildly.

"The word 'injustice' has the form of 'night' without day, every day without day, and action at night. Moving like a rabbit, you can enter the hole. I see, I see! ”

Xiao Feng laughed, then felt a chill all over his body, the headache disappeared, and he slowly came to his senses.

The word "injustice" that was forcibly ravaged by Xiao Feng and drained of the aura, curled up on the paper at this time, looked really wronged.

Then Xiao Feng found that he was holding Qiaoqiao on his left leg, Wang Yingxiang on his right leg, Zhang Yunqing on his left arm, Qiao Niang on his right arm, and Zhang Wuxin hugged his waist from behind.

Standing in front of her was the trembling Lan Niang, still holding a copper basin in her hand, and the copper basin was still dripping water on the ground......

"My lord, they didn't ask me to splash your ......" Lan Niang explained in a sneering manner, looking terrified.

Xiao Feng knew why he felt so heavy, he sighed, feeling the cold water flowing down his face.

"Let it go, I'm fine."

The people let him go in disbelief. Xiao Feng really didn't look like he was fine, he looked at least recovering from a serious illness, and his face was full of cold water, and he couldn't stop the sweat that kept pouring out.

Qiao Niang hurriedly went to find a clean and warm dress and asked Xiao Feng to enter the house to change into it, and everyone waited outside in fear, not knowing what happened to Xiao Feng.

They were disturbed by the sound of broken dishes, and at a glance, they saw Xiao Feng holding his head and kicking wildly, looking like crazy. A few of them pounced on it to control Xiao Feng, but Xiao Feng was strong and strong, and they were thrown off several times.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Wuxin also heard the voice and arrived, with him as the main force, he finally controlled Xiao Feng, and then Lan Niang, under the urging of everyone, took a basin of cold water around her head, and finally woke Xiao Feng up from her madness.

When Xiao Feng came out, although he looked very weak, his eyes were clear, and there was no sign of madness, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiaoqiao touched the bag that came out of his forehead, and asked worriedly: "Master, are you okay, you were so fierce just now!" ”

Xiao Feng touched Qiaoqiao's forehead, grinning in pain, and then looked at the few women around him, all of them were dressed with dirt, and their temples were messy, thinking that what he was struggling just now was indeed very intense, and he couldn't help grinning, but it was not because of pain.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Unintentionally, I have an important matter for you to do. ”

Late at night, Zhang Wuxin was dressed in night clothes, covered his face, gently climbed the back wall of Yan's mansion, and then immediately lay down on the wall, like a motionless stone.

For half an hour, Zhang Wuxin remained motionless. Even if someone saw that there seemed to be a black shadow moving on the wall just now, and there was no movement for such a long time, they would definitely think that they were dazzled.

Zhang Wuxin slid along the wall to the base of the wall, of course he could jump down with a more chic action, but then there would be a little sound anyway, or the way this gecko slid the wall was more hidden.

Zhang Wuxin's movements were minimal, as if he was moving with the toes of his feet instead of the soles of his feet. Zhang Wuxin stood in the dark, listening carefully to the extremely subtle breathing sound coming from his surroundings.

In the southernmost house, the sound of two people's breathing came out, one should be asleep, the other seemed to be a light sleep, and the breathing of the sleeping person was heavier and his skill was slightly shallow. This is supposed to be the Rouge Tiger sisters.

The large house in the middle, with a peculiar shape, seems to have been remodeled and joined together to form a huge house, so well insulated that almost no breathing can be heard.

In the remaining dozen or so rooms, judging from the sound of breathing, they are all sleeping people with no internal strength, and they should all be Yan Shifan's wives and concubines or female slaves.

The most suspicious thing is obviously the largest house.

Zhang Wuxin slowly moved like a big house, looking for the entrance. But the structure of this house is so strange that there is no obvious portal, only windows. How do people get in and out of a big house without a door?

There's only one possibility, the secret passage! In this way, it will not only ensure that it is difficult for outsiders to snoop, but also for those inside to get out. If you want to get out, you can only go through a secret passage. As long as there is a lock at the exit of this secret passage, the entry and exit of the people in the big house are under the control of the person who holds the key.

Zhang Wuxin was born in Wudang, and he also walked the rivers and lakes, so he was not an amateur to things like this kind of secret passage. He took a closer look around the large house, focusing on the wall that connected to it.

The walls are excessively thick. Although the walls of the Prime Minister's House are excessively thick, the walls on this side are obviously much thicker. If there is a secret passage, it should be here.

Of course, secret passages can also be dug underground, but Zhang Wuxin felt that Xiao Feng was right: with Yan Shifan's character and pride, it was unlikely that he would drill from under the ground every day like a groundhog.

Zhang Wuxin leaned against the big house, walked to the thick wall in the dark shadow, and thought about how to know the reality inside the wall without making any movement. The surface of this wall looks like a normal wall, and there are years of dirt and moss on it, and if you don't knock it, you can't tell if it's a hollow secret passage.

But if you hit it and others don't know it, the rouge tiger may be awakened. What's more, Zhang Wuxin heard Zhanyu say that there was a fierce battle in Zhang Tianci's house at the beginning, but he knew that there were no other masters in the Yan Mansion?

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Wuxin decided to take a little risk, he couldn't live up to Xiao Feng's trust. Although this time it can be regarded as a gain, Xiao Feng will take too much risk next, and he must have real evidence to make Xiao Feng take as little risk as possible.

Zhang Wuxin gently pulled out his sword cloud flower, put the tip of the sword against the crack of the wall, and transported the internal force, like inserting it into the wall. The blade of the sword rubbed against the masonry, making an extremely slight sound, much more subtle than the strike.

Rouge Tiger's breathing did not change, and Zhang Wuxin continued to stab inward. In the cracks of the wall, it is obviously a triple soil, and it is glutinous rice soup, which is extremely solid, the cloud is trembling slightly, and Zhang Wuxin also uses all his strength.

If he didn't have to worry about the sound, he could slam once, not to mention the cracks in the wall, even the masonry could pierce three points, but he didn't dare to do that now, he could only rely on his strength.

Finally, the resistance on the tip of the sword suddenly disappeared, and the long sword was inserted into most of it at once, but fortunately, Zhang Wuxin had already taken precautions and immediately controlled his force, and the sword almost didn't hit the wall.

Then Zhang Wuxin pulled out his sword, judged the thickness of the hole in the wall, and smiled with satisfaction. The secret passage, this is definitely a secret passage.

At this time, the servants of the Yan family who were on patrol at night, carrying lanterns, had gradually approached the backyard, Zhang Wuxin no longer stayed, climbed up the wall, jumped outside the back wall, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The servant walked around, found nothing, and turned away. In the darkness left behind him, a black stone suddenly moved.

That's a person! From the time Zhang Wuxin climbed the wall to Zhang Wuxin's departure, for a whole quarter of an hour, he held his breath like this, sticking motionless to the ground, and even Zhang Wuxin didn't notice him!

Some people died, but not completely......