Ji Cangyu couldn't help but regret handing over the black-clothed assassin to Zhong Gong, and ran to Miaoyi Courtyard to save the portrait. But the thought of the portraits he had taken from the thieves calmed his anger again.

"Don't let the assassin run away, don't say it sooner, what are you doing kneeling here, why don't you get someone back for me quickly!" Ji Cangyu shouted.

"Brother Zhong Long has already taken the nursing home to arrest people. The assassin was badly wounded......" Ling'er paused before continuing, "Certainly...... Can't run away. ”

"Then why hasn't there been news for so long?" asked Ji Cangyu. After he chased down the thief, he also went to the various wings of the temple to inspect it, and sorted out all the portraits in the secret room to make sure that nothing was missing.

"Daddy doesn't have to worry. The guards around the villa were arranged by you and me, aren't you still at ease?" said Xu Jun.

"That's right. Ji Cangyu nodded, "But how did he and the thieves sneak into the villa through heavy guards?"

"They must have been lurking in the lodge before we set up guards. Xu Jun said again.

Ling'er looked at Xu Jun, wasn't it his "credit" that thief was able to infiltrate the villa?

At this moment, there was a commotion in the courtyard, it was Zhong Long and they came back.

Ji Cangyu walked out quickly with everyone, only to see Zhong Long and more than a dozen nursing homes.

Ji Cangyu hurriedly asked, "What about people?"

Zhong Long shook his head and explained, "The villa is too big, and I don't know where the assassin is hiding. But it's certain that he's still in the villa. ”

"Did he think he would be able to survive by hiding?" Xu Jun said coldly.

"What does Jun'er mean by this, did you poison him?" Ji Cangyu asked anxiously.

"What kind of expression do you have, do you care about his life or death?" Xu Jun asked with an eyebrow. He could see that Ji Cangyu was very unusual to the assassin.

Ji Cangyu was stunned. On the cliff that day, Xu Jun asked himself why he favored the assassin. At that time, it was because human life was at stake, but at this time, maybe it was because he felt pity for the Assassin?

Ji Cangyu saw his heart clearly, and there was nothing to hide, so he said calmly: "Yes, I hope he can survive." I want to ask who sent him to steal the portrait, and why he keeps coming to assassinate him!"

"What portrait?" Zhong Long asked puzzled. When he saw that no one answered him, he ran to his brother and asked.

Xu Jun scoffed at Ji Cangyu's words, and said lightly: "Then you'd better let him come out obediently, so that he can have a chance to live." ”

"What did you do to him?" Ji Cangyu was anxious, grabbed Xu Jun's arm and asked.

"Don't worry! I didn't poison him, I just made him bleed a little. Xu Jun replied lightly.

"If the assassin has a wound, we can use the blood to find out his whereabouts. "The head of the nursing home who came back from Miaoyi Temple with Ji Cangyu before proposed.

"It's useless! We're just looking for blood. But tonight it was too dark for us to find anything, even with torches. The other waved with Zhong Long to the nursing home where he went to chase people.

Ji Cangyu thinks about it. It was too dark for the torches to illuminate the path underfoot, and it was very difficult to find the blood.

"Then wait for dawn. At this time, it has passed the second watch, or it will be dawn soon. Xu Jun said.

Although Xu Jun also wanted to catch the ghost-faced man in black as soon as possible, he was worried that after he captured the person, Ji Cangyu would protect him like a treasure, and then he would not be able to kill him. It's better to let the ghost-faced man in black fend for himself first, and then catch him back when he is about to die, and he will get rid of him quietly.

"Okay! Everyone was tired from a busy night. Let's all go back and rest!Wait for dawn to catch people along the bloodstains!" Ji Cangyu ordered.

Ling'er wrung her handkerchief worriedly, wondering if Brother Yang was still bleeding?

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After a burst of thunder, Qi Yang woke up faintly. He felt a chill on his forehead, so he raised his left hand and wiped it, and it was a cold droplet.

Qi Yang suddenly opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black all around, and the only light shone in from the round well on the top, which was also very faint.

He was lying face up at the bottom of the well, and the pain in his shoulder made him quickly remember what had happened.

There were also a lot of large droplets of water that fell on Qi Yang's body.

It's raining, and it's not raining, otherwise the rain wouldn't have dripped through the dense foliage into the dry well.

Qi Yang pulled down his mask and opened his mouth, letting the drops of water flow into his thirsty throat.

There was another flash of lightning and thunder, but it was all outside. Being in a dry well is like being far away from the rights and wrongs of the world, and everything seems so calm and peaceful.

Qi Yang was immersed in this rare calm, and he was startled by the sounds around him.

It was a very strange sound, a voice that Qi Yang had never heard before.

Qi Yang sat up in shock. He looked around in horror, and it was pitch black, and he couldn't see how big the bottom of the well was, or what else was at the bottom of it.

There was only a faint light at the bottom of the well, where he was.

Qi Yang hurriedly retreated to the side of the darkness and listened carefully.

The strange sound faded into the darkness of his invisibility, and the bottom of the well was calm again.

But not long after, another voice came from a corner, and unlike Shicai, it sounded like a "hehe" laugh. It's just that this "hehe" sound is not a sound coming from the throat, but just the sound of air flowing.

It's a human voice!

Qi Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if it was a human, he would not be so afraid.

As Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief, the voice changed again.

Qi Yang hurriedly asked, "Who is pretending to be a ghost there?"

The voice came again, and it seemed to be as muffled as the voice of a human speaker, but it was still just the sound of air flowing.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Yang asked with a frown.

The voice kept coming.

Qi Yang simply calmed down and listened.

The voice seemed to say, "Who is pretending to be a ghost? How do you young man speak?"

Qi Yang was shocked in his heart, he actually understood what the other party was saying. He hurriedly asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"Do you understand what the old man is saying?" the voice was also full of surprise.

"Understood!Who are you?" Qi Yang still didn't give up asking.

"Human, old and decrepit, are no longer human?" the voice said with self-deprecation.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me!, you just use your breath to make a sound, I can do it!" Qi Yang unceremoniously exposed the other party.

"Hehe, you're a funny kid!" the voice said with some banter, "You're Naji...... Descendants of something, right?"

"Ji Cangyu, I have nothing to do with him. Qi Yang denied.

"Yes, his name is Ji Cangyu, and you are his child!" the voice became very affirmative.

"You recognized the wrong person!" Qi Yang said unhappily.

"How can I admit that I am wrong, I haven't seen you!" the voice paused, "That was ten or twenty years ago, right?"

"I'm not who you say I am! believe it or not. Qi Yang didn't bother to explain to him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Is it old? Old decay may be the ghost you all like to pretend, right? haha!haha!" The sound of the air flow seemed to come from hell, and Qi Yang was terrified to hear it.

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