Tianshuguo, Tianze City, the lively streets and alleys are bustling with people, all kinds of shouting, laughter and laughter.

At the end of the most lively long street, a majestic attic towered in front of me, and on either side of the gate stood two guards who greeted us, smiling and welcoming, but both with swords at their waists.

Although the two guards smiled affectionately, from their sharp eyes, they could still tell that they were not something that ordinary people could easily provoke.

This attic is the famous Wanbao Pavilion in Tianshu China. There are countless treasures in the Wanbao Pavilion, and the non-hidden building in charge has well-trained and terrifying killers.

Inside the attic, on the second floor.

A man in a dark blue robe sat in front of the mountain of bookcases, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the table one after another, frowning and saying in a deep voice, "How long has the second young master been away?"

One of the guards in front of the bookcase looked down at his toes, his hands were clenched, and he replied timidly: "Back to the pavilion master, in five days, there will be three months." ”

"It's nonsense, go down. Mu Xingyu's voice was not loud, and he couldn't even hear the slightest anger, but his gloomy face made the guards in front of him dare not raise their heads to look at their master for a second time.

"Yes. Hearing that the Pavilion Master let him go down, the guard was relieved and immediately exited the Pavilion Master's study with a sense of humor.

"Pavilion Master. As soon as the guards left, Uncle Zhou, who had been waiting outside the study for a long time, knocked on the door.

"It's Uncle Zhou, come in. Mu Xingyu heard Uncle Zhou's voice outside the door, and his tone was much lighter.

Uncle Zhou is the confidant of Mu Xingyu and Mu Qiannian's father, and he has been in Wanbao Pavilion for many years, so it can be said that he grew up watching these two brothers. Although he is now serving as the elder of the pavilion in Wanbao Pavilion, Mu Xingyu is worried that he is too hardworking, and he does many things himself.

For Uncle Zhou, the two Mu brothers have always regarded him as a relative. After all, their mother died in childbirth when she was born with Mu Qiannian, and their father was depressed and unhappy, and he left with his wife within a few years.

In order to take care of these two brothers, Uncle Zhou has not yet started a family. For him, Wanbao Pavilion is his home, and the two Mu brothers are his biggest concern.

"Pavilion Master, this is a letter sent by the second young master a few days after he left. As soon as Uncle Zhou entered the door, he took out a letter folded into a neat square and handed it to Mu Xingyu.

Mu Xingyu was slightly surprised in his heart, Mu Qiannian, this kid, has grown up, and he even knows how to send a letter back when he runs away this time. In the past, he was brought back by the killer of the non-hidden building, "calling and hugging", and every time he came back, he didn't forget to chatter and complain for several days.

The relief in Mu Xingyu's heart did not take a few seconds, and when he saw the content of the letter, the corners of his mouth twitched. Crumpled the letter into a ball and squeezed it into the palm of his hand, and when he opened his palm again, the letter had already turned into confetti and spilled all over the ground.

There are only four words on the letter: Peace, don't read it.

"Who is the person who sent the letter?" Mu Xingyu ignored Uncle Zhou's helpless smile on his face, and asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's the youngest son of Li Si, who sells sugar gourds on Changle Street, it seems to be called something, oh, by the way, it's called Li Goudan. As soon as Wanbao Pavilion opened that day, Li Goudan jumped in like a rabbit......" Uncle Zhou recalled slightly, slapped his palms and began to tell.

"Okay, I know, Uncle Zhou, you should be busy first, you will definitely like this good tea. Mu Xingyu couldn't know more about Uncle Zhou's storytelling ability, so he quickly interrupted Uncle Zhou, took some of the best tea tips he brought back from this outing, and sent Uncle Zhou out of the study.

"Then I must have a good taste, it's freezing this day, drinking a cup of hot tea, it's really ......" Uncle Zhou's sigh was quickly cut off by the closed study door.

Mu Qiannian's sudden departure, Uncle Zhou was also worried at first, and he also arranged for many family servants to explore around. But since he received Mu Qiannian's letter, he was relieved not to send someone to look for it.

He personally watched Mu Qiannian grow up, although Mu Qiannian had no intention of practicing martial arts and was always perfunctory, but he was clever, since he spread the message that it was safe, it would be beneficial for him to experience outside.

But Mu Xingyu didn't think so, Feiyin Building was founded by Mu Xingyu after he officially took over Wanbao Pavilion, and everything was only through his hands. The famous killing building in the rivers and lakes is naturally easy to offend people, and these Uncle Zhou don't know about it.

If someone wants to be unfavorable to Mu Qiannian, then Mu Qiannian, who goes out alone and doesn't know the height of the sky, is definitely not an opponent. For this reason, Mu Xingyu was worried about his younger brother, for fear that the people he had offended would take Mu Qiannian under the knife.

After Uncle Zhou left the study, Mu Xingyu looked at a man in black standing in the dark in the corner.

The aura on the man in black was so faint that it was almost impossible to detect his presence. There are not many such masters in the non-hidden building, and he is the person Mu Xingyu often brings with him - singing.

"Jige, you go to the non-hidden building, within three days, I want to know Mu Qiannian's current whereabouts. After Mu Qiannian finished speaking, he sat down directly in front of the bookcase, picked up the folded file that had been sent recently, and looked at it.

After listening to Mu Xingyu's explanation, he left from the window of the study, and after a few sturdy figures, there was no trace at all.

In addition to having an excellent killer, a non-hidden building also needs to have an excellent spy. Spies are the eyes of the killer, and only enough accurate information can help the killer better play the advantage of their hunting.

And Ji Ge got Mu Xingyu's orders, and used all the spies who had no mission in the near future to explore Mu Qiannian's whereabouts.

One night two days later, a cold wind came in through the window, and a little bit of snow stars were blown into Mu Xingyu's study.

Mu Xingyu was still wearing a dark blue robe, and sat in front of the bookcase without moving. Suddenly, the pen in his hand paused, and a little ink on the paper gradually blurred. Mu Xingyu crumpled the discarded paper into a ball, didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Found it?"

Ji Ge put a fold on the bookcase with both hands, and then lowered his hand and said, "Yes." ”

Mu Xingyu put down the pen in his hand, and was not in a hurry to look at the excerpts, but leaned back on the rosewood seat behind him, closed his eyes and said lazily: "Let's listen, where is the second young master of Wanbao Pavilion?"

"The second young master is not far from Tianze City, in a small courtyard surrounded by mountains, in addition to the second young master, there is also a girl. But tonight I caught a girl who was about to enter the mountain, and that girl was very good. "The song will bring the information one by one.

"The girl in the courtyard with the second young master, did anyone draw a portrait? I'm curious, what kind of girl kidnapped Mu Qiannian to the mountains. Mu Xingyu opened his eyes and sat up straight, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"Yes. As he spoke, he stepped forward and retrieved the fold that he had just put on the bookcase, opened it and took out a portrait that was sandwiched inside, unfolded it and handed it to Mu Xingyu.

When Mu Xingyu saw the person on the portrait clearly, his face changed instantly, a variety of emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally his eyes were closed.

"Don't alarm these two people first, the girl who was caught, immediately find out all the details of her, and if there are anyone close to her, detain them first. ”

Mu Xingyu suppressed the emotions that kept surging in his heart, and after ordering the song, he left the study directly and walked towards his bedroom.

Ji Ge looked at Mu Xingyu's back, his pavilion master, today's pace is heavier than usual for some reason. He didn't dare to speculate, and left the study through the window as he had come.

A dark shadow jumped out of the window, silently. In the unoccupied study, the little snowflakes falling on the floor are slowly melting.

On the bookcase, on the drawing paper that was pressed by the ruler, what was drawn was the peerless princess of Tianji Kingdom-Rong Yunshu.