The night breeze is blowing, winter is coming,

The wind blew on Xiong Wei's face, Xiong Wei felt very cold, the cold wind in the suburbs was biting, which made Xiong Wei's heart even more cold and cold, he tightened his clothes, looked at the sky, and felt that things were very chaotic,

Xiong Wei unconsciously looked at Liaodong, and wanted to stride in the direction of Liaodong and fight Nurhachi on the battlefield, but when he thought of Jiudao Villa, he thought that Yan Lan still didn't know his whereabouts, and Chu Qiushan continued to fight against the ups and downs of fate with his own methods in Jiudao Villa, Xiong Wei felt that the burden on his body was no longer as simple as serving the country,

The war put the people in dire straits, a large number of people fled from Liaodong to enter the customs, this cold winter has come, how do they survive this cold winter,

There are also some ordinary people guarding the city with the Ming army, Nurhachi may invade at any time, Jiudao Mountain Villa is not far from Shanhaiguan, threatening Shanhaiguan,

Xiong Wei remembered that the purpose of his entry into Beijing was to find out the spies, otherwise he would let Nurhachi attack inside and outside, and the flames of war would burn more and more to the Central Plains.

Xiong Wei thought about it and drilled back into the dark passage, re-built the hole, and returned the same way, Xiong Wei retreated to the backyard building of the Slim Pavilion, and the exit here was actually upstairs, which made Xiong Wei not expect,

The exit is a secret door, Xiong Wei walked out of the secret door, the secret door automatically closed tightly, only leaving a gap in the wall, it seems that this secret passage has been used for many years,

Xiong Wei looked at the two floors in front of him, except for dust or dust, the house was empty, there were several rooms on the second floor, Xiong Wei checked them one by one, and nothing was left, Xiong Wei walked downstairs, and the room on the ground floor was also empty, it seemed that there was a planned relocation,

Xiong Wei suddenly remembered to go to the front yard to see, the front yard used to be a prosperous place for fireworks, and the layout was very exquisite, would it be empty?

Xiong Wei thought about walking out of the house, there was a large open space leading to the front yard, and he didn't do any light tricks to fly in the clouds, and walked gently along the path around the open space like an ordinary person.

The front yard is a building, also two floors, but the first floor of this building is very high, and the middle part of the building goes straight to the roof, which looks higher and wider.

The courtyard is surrounded by two floors, there are many rooms on all sides, connected into a ring, there is a staircase leading to the second floor at each of the four corners, and there are two stairs in the middle.

Xiong Wei pushed open the door, and his eyes were still full of mulberry, more defeated than the small building in the backyard, compared to the backyard, the furniture and all the objects in the front yard were still there, but the cobwebs had covered the corners and eaves, the tables and stools were not intact, and the broken feet and branches were lying crookedly.

The window was also open, and the wind blew dust "whirring", scraping from the table to the stool, and falling to the ground.

The blue strips of cloth hanging on the corridors leading to the two sides in the middle of the room were not colored, and they hung gray from east to west, no matter where the wind went.

The window here is not closed, how can the window of the small building in the backyard be closed well, Xiong Wei holds his right hand with his left hand, and holds the sheep's chin with his right hand and thinks,

Xiong Wei's mind was cleaned up the same, thinking back to the original layout of the Slender Pavilion, and all kinds of Niyun and Xiaoyaozi's wine fighting were still flashing in front of Xiong Wei's eyes.

Xiong Wei glanced at the upstairs and downstairs layouts in front of him, although after the fight, the room was scattered in a mess, but he could still see the general situation.

Xiong Wei swept the Slim Pavilion with his eyes, carefully examining each item, and always felt that something was missing, but he counted them all the same, and couldn't find what it was.

The things in the front yard are the same, and the backyard is all gone, what is going on,

The front yard was originally a place to find pleasure, and these objects seemed to be useful, but in fact, there was no practical value in leaving people, so the owner of this building was gone, and he didn't want it.

The owner of the backyard is gone, and all the things in the house are carried together, which shows that the owner of the backyard is going to use it.

The windows of the small building in the backyard are closed well, indicating that the owner has been out for a while, and he has not had time to open it after returning and moved away.

The dust in the front yard seems to be much more than that in the back yard, which was seized by the front yard when it was in the capital.

In fact, although this place has been sealed, the people here have been active, although I have been here a few times and have not found anything, that is, they are still there, everything is hidden in the shadows,

As Xiaoyaozi and Qianlong said, Xia Yun sent himself out of the city from here, and after Xia Yun sent herself, she did not go to Wudang Mountain with her, but returned here to eliminate the traces of the past.

Xiong Wei thought of this, and missed Xia Yun even more in his heart, Xia Yun exposed such an important secret for himself, Xiong Wei couldn't help but sigh: "Yun'er, why bother,"

Xiong Wei returned to the small building in the backyard, and sure enough, after taking a closer look, the small building has not been inhabited for a long time like the front yard, there are no cobwebs here, and there is not much dust, so it seems that his analysis is correct,

"Xia Yun is in the capital," Xiong Wei said with certainty in his heart, counting from the time he left the capital, Xia Yun left Xiaolou only in the second half of the year.

Looking at the empty house, Xiong Wei felt that his nose was a little sour, today he obviously heard Xia Yun shouting about himself, but he rushed to the front of the house, but he couldn't go in to have a look, and he fled in embarrassment.

"Oh, how can there be so many people who want to kill Xiong Wei," Xiong Wei's brain is sometimes stupid, but his inspiration is not ordinary, "No, this is not normal,"

Xiong Wei carefully recalled the process of fighting, this martial arts alliance leader seemed to be the poisonous wolf and Cui Chengxiu who deliberately let themselves be hooked, with the intention of blaming others, that is, to make themselves the public enemies of martial arts.

In this way, it seems that the poisonous wolf and Cui Chengxiu are both spies, they are spies who have already ventilated, how many spies are there?

The ring should be used by Nurhachi to contact the spies, and the Slender Pavilion is also used to contact the spies, how to contact the spies in the ring, Cui Chengxiu registered that the names of the people who came to fight are fake, in fact, they are contacting the spies, and the ring is just a place to find the spies.

What about the Slender Pavilion, Xiong Wei just felt that something was wrong, it seemed that something was missing,

"Picture," Xiong Wei remembered, the strange picture in the front yard room was gone,

Xiong Wei immediately flew through the open space in the backyard and the front yard to the front house.

"Master, it's so strange to look at this picture," Xiong Wei said to Xiaoyaozi at the time,

Xiong Wei is now standing as if he is asking Xiaoyaozi again, and says, "Master, why is this picture missing?"

Xiong Wei held his right hand with his left hand, and his chin with his right hand stared at the wall where the picture had been hung.

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