Although the lobby of Tianhe Teahouse is still full of people, it is significantly less than at noon, and the liveliness has faded a little. The refreshments on Shen Zhiping's table are obviously bottoming out, and the tea has been soaked to the point that it has no color.

The time has passed since the appointment of a stick of incense, and Li Zifeng and Lingxi have no movement to come back, Shen Zhiping looked at the surrounding environment with a solemn expression, "The distinguished guest has left, go to the backyard." ”

Shen Hongfei couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly went to the backyard to look for it, and as soon as he stood up, he saw Lingxi walking anxiously through the crowd towards them, looking anxious, and there seemed to be faint tears on his face.

"What about the others?" Shen Hongfei pulled Lingxi to the table.

Lingxi Hua's face was pale, and her speech was a little unstable, "In just such a moment, he is gone..."

Shen Zhiping's heart suddenly cooled, something seemed to be wrong, even if Li Zifeng was blind, he would not let others take him away.

At this time, a strong man rushed over and hit Shen Zhiping directly, very recklessly, he didn't even say sorry, Shen Hongfei was upset, and just wanted to scold a few words, he was stopped by Shen Zhiping, not that Shen Zhiping was not in a hurry, but that after he found that the reckless man who hit the person left, there was an extra note on his body!

Shen Zhiping opened the note to check, and there was only one sentence on it: Two hours later, Lin Xiu Dart Bureau picked up people!

The three of them looked at each other, Shen Zhiping gasped, he suddenly felt that no matter what they did, it seemed that they were being watched by a pair of eyes, but the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent, just guiding them to do something.

............

On Skylark Street in Wei'an City, the blue sky and white clouds are just right. A spacious and plain carriage passed through the small merchants and hawkers, the lively crowd, driving steadily, Li Zifeng sat in the corner of the carriage, silent, secretly engrossed, as if the chatter and laughter outside and the shouting and shouting one after another had nothing to do with him.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged uncle who was nearly half a hundred years old, dressed in a simple gray cloth robe, with gray hair tied on the top of his head, his face was wheat-colored, his eyes exuded a shrewd light, and he glanced at Li Zifeng casually, "Why don't you speak?"

Although he knew that Li Zifeng was cold and silent on weekdays, he was forcibly abducted from the backyard of Tianhe Teahouse to the present, but he didn't say a word, which really made him feel uncomfortable.

Li Zifeng seemed to have just come back to his senses and looked in the direction of the middle-aged uncle, "If you say too much, you will lose." In case a sentence annoys you, you can feed the disciple a painstaking pill. ”

It turned out that this middle-aged uncle was one of the most powerful elders of the Hengshan faction, and the head of the elders of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Elder Yitong Shang Huaifeng, was the one who used a bitter pill to force Li Zifeng to admit the charge of colluding with Lingye Palace.

Back then, they united with Hongyuan Villa to collude with Lingye Palace, assassinate the disciples of various factions and poison the children of the family, which were interlocking, and the evidence was conclusive, and no one could believe it.

The past was forced to be mentioned, and Li Zifeng seemed to feel the heart-rending and painful feeling.

Shang Huaifeng listened to Li Zifeng's unreserved hatred for himself, and his heart became even more uncomfortable, he dealt with all kinds of complicated affairs in the Foreign Affairs Hall every day, worried and anxious, maybe he had already forgotten that incident, and occasionally recalled it, but also comforted himself on the grounds of 'duty'.

"Where are you going to take me?" After being silent for a long time, Li Zifeng finally took the initiative to ask.

Shang Huaifeng was plausible, "You'll know when you go." ”

Li Zifeng was noncommittal, and said indifferently, "If you take me away like this, Uncle Shi and Shen Gongzi will be worried, and Lingxi, if I lose it from her, she will blame herself." Li Zifeng sighed helplessly, he could even imagine Lingxi's anxious tears.

Shang Huaifeng looked at Li Zifeng playfully, "You like that girl very much?"

Li Zifeng paused slightly, not knowing how to answer. The carriage dodged pedestrians and vendors on the road, and turned into a small road, slightly unstable inside the carriage

Shang Huaifeng seemed to let go of this question and changed his mind, "Your eyes ......"

"Blind. Maybe he can regain his sight, but if he can't see the light, the disciple won't show people in this state of wrapping his eyes in a black cloth. Li Zifeng's tone was flat, as if he was greeting good morning.

Shang Huaifeng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, when he participated in the interrogation, he firmly believed that Li Zifeng was so hard that he couldn't eat oil and salt, but now it seems that he is not hard-mouthed, but tenacious and calm from his bones.

Thinking of this, Shang Huaifeng sighed slightly, "You haven't changed at all from beginning to end. ”

Li Zifeng frowned silently. Before he left, he had taken off the black cloth in an attempt to see something, even if it was just a vague shadow. But it was still black, black without outline.

Li Zifeng opened his mouth hesitantly, but finally closed it, Shang Huaifeng's blazing eyes saw through Li Zifeng's thoughts at a glance, "Don't worry, I won't delay you for a long time, I will also leave a message for Senior Brother Shen." ”

Li Zifeng's expression tightened, he suddenly thought of a serious question, his right hand pinched the corner of his clothes and clenched it into a fist, "How did you know that we were not dead, and we were able to find us smoothly?" He never seemed to have paid attention to this unpredictable Elder Yitong before.

Shang Huaifeng smiled and said nothing......

After a few breaths, the young man with the carriage grabbed the reins, and the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard, and the young man who drove the car was named Lan Ying, who was Shang Huaifeng's most powerful attendant disciple.

Lan Ying took the lead in blinding the carriage, took out the wooden pedal, and lifted the curtain, "Elder, senior brother, it's here." ”

Shang Huaifeng got out of the carriage, and Lan Ying carefully helped Li Zifeng down. Li Zifeng stood silently for a while, feeling the surrounding environment, compared to the lively streets of Wei'an City, it seemed much quieter, and it was rare to find such a quiet place in Wei'an City at the foot of the Son of Heaven.

The breeze blew, lifting the broken hair on the sideburns, except for the breathing of the three people, there seemed to be no other sound in his ears, Lan Ying helped Li Zifeng, and said the surrounding environment under Shang Huaifeng's gesture, "We are in front of the door of a courtyard, the courtyard is simple and elegant, with blue brick walls, black tiles, a century-old pine at the door, and two guards......"

"What's the name of the courtyard?" Li Zifeng listened to the environment introduced by Lan Ying, but he didn't hear the name of the courtyard.

Lan Ying and Shang Huaifeng glanced at each other, and then replied, "Zhujiazhuang." ”

Li Zifeng repeated in a low voice, instantly feeling that this name was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it there. Lan Ying helped Li Zifeng into the courtyard.

Zhujiazhuang is located in the depths of Wei'an City, very quiet, the architectural style in the courtyard is very different, the vegetation is not sparse and not dense, pavilions and pavilions, rockery pond water, scattered. The corridor waist is back, the eaves teeth are high pecked, hidden in all kinds of strange flowers and plants. There are few waiters in the village, all of them are people who know the rules very well, and when they saw Shang Huaifeng and his party coming here, they all bowed their heads.

For some reason, Li Zifeng felt an inexplicable nervousness, and his palms were slightly sweaty. It's not the feeling that danger is coming, but the faint feeling that he is about to meet people, which will bring an invisible sense of oppression.

"It's Master Zhu of Zhujiazhuang who wants to see you. Shang Huaifeng unconsciously glanced at Li Zifeng, as if he was deliberately reminding, "Master Zhu also said that he is familiar with you." ”

"Zhu Master?" Li Zifeng suddenly stopped his steps, he finally understood where the inexplicable nervousness came from. However, it was useless to think about it, Li Zifeng continued to walk, and Lan Ying helped Li Zifeng to step up the sixth-step stone steps, "Senior brother, be careful, there are sixth-level stone steps under your feet, and after three steps, there is a threshold." ”

Walking into the inner hall called Yuexin Hall, a waiter in a purple slanted shirt hurriedly came out to greet him, "Li Gongzi is here?" he said, looked at Shang Huaifeng and Lan Ying on the side, and cleared his throat, "Our master instructed that only Li Gongzi should be invited to go in and talk." ”

Shang Huaifeng and Lan Ying quietly retreated, Li Zifeng didn't seem to come back to his senses, still standing in place, the waiter thought that Li Zifeng couldn't see and didn't know how to go, so he touched Li Zifeng's sleeve like a gesture, "Son, please, go inside and turn left, our master has been waiting for a long time." ”

Walking into the small door in the reading hall, it is a room similar to the study, with the smell of books and ink, the comfort of sandalwood, and the refreshing fragrance of tea, the sunshine here is probably also very good, Li Zifeng thought to himself, feeling the warm feeling on his body.

Zhu Lao Ye was dressed in a crimson regular robe, sitting in front of the bookcase, holding the scroll in his hand and leisurely looking at it, the scroll covering most of his face, and the sunlight that shone obliquely from the window spilled specks of light and shadow on the bookcase. Zhu Lao Ye waved his free hand, and the waiter let go of Li Zifeng and quietly retreated.

Li Zifeng didn't dare to be sure what he was thinking, so he only held his breath and carefully distinguished, and then opened his lips lightly and asked tentatively, "Are you Zhu Master?"

There was silence for a long time, and there seemed to be only the sound of the person in front of him putting down the scroll, Li Zifeng said tentatively again, "I can't see it below, and I hope you will make it clear." ”

Master Zhu finally laughed, stroked his gray beard, looked at the cautious Li Zifeng with eagle-like eyes, and made a calm and powerful voice, "You and I haven't seen each other for many years." ”

The sound of the real sound came into his ears, Li Zifeng's expression was abrupt, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground in the direction of the sound, "Zifeng is rude......"