Late at night, sub-hour.

Shen Linfeng lay on the wooden bed and couldn't sleep for a long time, not because of the mysterious identity of the Forest of Transformation.

But......

In the evening, when Shen Linfeng returned to the city from Xu He's earthen house. happened to bump into Wen Jing who had returned from Jade Girl Peak.

However, the news that Wen Jing brought back disappointed him greatly.

After Wen Jing left the Lost Forest, she ran for several days in succession. When he reached the foot of the Jade Maiden Peak, the woman who had been waiting alone all day was gone.

Wen Jing still didn't give up, and waited there for another day and a night in the cold. But Xiaoyu seemed to have evaporated from the world, and never appeared again.

The weather in Jade Girl Peak is extremely cold, and ordinary people can't stand it at all. Wen Jing had no choice but to return the same way. Whenever she passed a village or a town on the way, she would ask the villagers.

Shen Linfeng was very disappointed, with Xiaoyu's character, the things she insisted on would never change. Unless...... Something bad has happened to her.

No matter what, Shen Linfeng was still very grateful for everything Wen Jing had done. He told Wen Jing about Xiao Ying's physical condition again, Wen Jing was very worried, and ran into the command hall without saying a few words.

Tossing and turning, Shen Linfeng still had no sleep.

He walked straight down the corridor, and finally came to the place where he watched the guards announce the city lord's help during the day. Shen Linfeng lay on the fence, looking at the stars in the night sky.

"Are you under the same night sky as me, looking at the same scenery?"

"Drive the ......" was shouted, accompanied by the neighing of the horses.

I saw a man in a night suit rushing in through the city gate. The horses galloped along the roads of the city.

The sound of horses' hooves was particularly clear in the silence of the night.

Shen Linfeng frowned slightly, this mountain city has clear regulations. No one was allowed to ride a horse in the city as long as it was night.

"Could it be that something is wrong?" Shen Linfeng thought in his heart, his eyes always following the figure of the horse.

The man in black finally stopped in front of the door of the Command Hall, probably because the running time was too long, and the horse stopped and collapsed directly to the ground.

The man in black was even more anxious, and when he climbed the steps, he simply used his hands and feet at the same time.

Shen Linfeng was curious, so he stayed at the fence for a while.

Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, more than a dozen men in night clothes poured out of the Command Hall in an instant. Their movements are fast, their steps are light, and they are obviously masters of light skills. Moreover, each person carried a round black cylinder the thickness of an arm behind them.

At the same time, there was a neighing in the direction of the stables. More than a dozen horses, led by the stables, stopped neatly in front of the gate of the Command Hall.

The men in black moved in unison, and they all galloped across their horses. They have a clear division of labor and clear goals. Some face south, some face north, and in a short time they disappear into the night.

Shen Linfeng was already sleepy, but now seeing this strange scene made him feel a lot more energetic.

He tightened his coat and walked down the stairs.

The lobby of the Hall of Orders is brightly lit and as bright as day. There were all kinds of maids and servants shuttling back and forth, and most of them were solemn, and some even had tears in their eyes.

The men moved stools and tables in the lobby, while the women carried a large bundle of white cloth. Some were sewing, others were starting to hang around the lobby.

Shen Linfeng watched them go back and forth, busy and happy. He really couldn't bear to disturb him, but fortunately Jianzhong was sitting on a chair not far away.

Shen Linfeng walked towards him and stayed close. I saw this old boy holding his cheek with one hand, and his face was sad.

"What's going on?" Shen Linfeng pointed to the extremely "lively" lobby behind him.

Yu Jianzhong glanced up at Shen Linfeng, then wiped his tears and choked up: "Emperor, emperor, the emperor has died!"

After speaking, Yu Jianzhong slapped the table with his hand and burst into tears. It's a hundred times worse than a dead father.

Shen Linfeng didn't feel good when he saw his sad appearance, but he still wanted to say: "If the emperor dies or not, it's about you!"

But when he thought about it, didn't this just mean that Huazhilin was a member of the imperial court? If he wasn't, then why bother with these servants?

Yu Jianzhong was still crying, tears, snot, all over his body.

Shen Linfeng looked at him and was grief-stricken. Looking back now, when his father and mother were brutally killed, he didn't cry to this point.

The emperor today?

Shen Linfeng didn't know if he was good or bad, anyway, the poor were still poor, and the rich were still domineering. Officials have changed batch after batch, but it is always the common people who are oppressed. Therefore, Shen Linfeng naturally had no feelings about his death.

After looking around, Shen Linfeng never saw the figure of Huazhilin. Presumably, like Yu Jianzhong, he is hiding somewhere crying and wiping his tears.

Shen Linfeng didn't want to go to the Forest of Transformation, because he couldn't say anything comforting. After a moment's pause, he returned to his room.

When he woke up again, it was already dark.

Shen Linfeng walked to the fence in a daze, and when he saw the scene outside, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

I saw that the two streets of Huashan Castle were all covered with white cloths. Including the willow trees by the river, the north and south gates. Even the patrol guards wore a white cloth ring on their arms.

But the houses of the people in the city were still the same, and they were not hung with these slender white cloths. Some of the citizens who had risen earlier were also confused, and they didn't know what was going on. Gathered together in twos and threes, you and I talked a lot.

The Forest of Transformation was originally scheduled to set off at the time of the hour, but the hour had long since passed, and the wooden door of the hall of the Decree Hall was still closed.

"Shen Gongzi, is it?"

Shen Linfeng turned around and saw a servant with a white ring on his arm, saluting him respectfully.

"I am!"

"Hua Gongzi said, let you calm down. When he's done with what he's doing, he'll set off. ”

"Okay, no problem!"

The servant knows how to be polite, and he is nodding and bending.

But what Shen Linfeng didn't expect was that the busy forest of Huazhilin would be more than two hours. Until fast horses came from outside the city gates.

Shen Linfeng could see at a glance that these people were the black-clothed people who rode out of the city last night. But the black cylinder behind them was gone.

In the next hour, more than a dozen fast horses were successively driven back from the north and south gates.

It wasn't until more than halfway through the hour that the door of the Command Hall slowly opened inward.

A thick white smoke drifted out of the hall, and the people inside were all dressed in coarse white clothes with sad faces.

The crowd stood on either side, and the Forest of Transformation walked out of the center of the crowd. He wasn't as sad as the others, and there seemed to be an imperceptible smile on his lips.

He stood at the very edge of the steps, looking down at everything beneath him. Then, Huazhilin took off his white clothes and slammed them to the ground.