"Master, is there a conspiracy?" Mingyue asked quietly.

Li Muchan shook his head: "Whether it's a conspiracy or not, we'll have to wait and see. Come with me."

He put his arms around Mingyueliu's waist and disappeared in a flash. The next moment he appeared in the west yard, pushed open a room and walked in.

The masked man in black clothes still fell to the ground, motionless.

"Is this the assassin?" Mingyue asked.

Li Muchan nodded: "Unblock his acupuncture points and ask."

Although Ming Yue's internal strength was weak, she knew how to relieve acupuncture points. She stepped forward and patted the man in black's vest, then patted the shoulder wells on both sides. Then he turned him over, pinched his fingers into a crane's beak shape, tapped the middle of the tan, and then

Rotate your wrist, turn your palm, and hit hard with the back of your palm.

"Poof!" The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood on the black scarf.

Li Muchan shook his head, and Mingyue lowered her head in embarrassment.

I was not very good at clearing acupuncture points, and I injured this man. Although he was injured in the first place, if he were a normal person and his acupuncture skills were not perfect, he would not be injured.

She reached out and took off the black scarf, revealing a mediocre face, as ordinary as a farmer, not at all like a martial arts master, with the face of a natural assassin.

Mingyue retreated to Li Muchan: "Master, do you want me to ask?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Ask."

Mingyue pondered for a moment. She had never interrogated others. This was the first time. She knew that the master liked to let her practice as much as possible so as to give guidance. The method of teaching was wonderful and impressive when learned. Once learned, she could draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences from analogies.

Not every master is so bold and free-spirited. Over the past few days, she has felt that she has been completely transformed and how shallow and naive she used to be.

Mingyue took a piece of embroidery and sat in front of the middle-aged man, looking down at him, her eyes unblinking, her gaze as sharp as substance, piercing his eyes.

After a while, she asked calmly: "Are you going to assassinate Concubine Xue?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, sneered, stretched out his hand weakly, wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers, and carefully wiped away the blood.

Mingyue stared at him for a moment, and said calmly: "Why does the Snow Concubine have such a deep grudge against you? She wants to risk her family, annihilate her family, and be cut into pieces to assassinate her. Don't you know that there are so many masters around the Snow Concubine?

It’s absolutely impossible to succeed?”

The middle-aged man sneered and curled his lips.

Mingyue said calmly: "Where are you from?"

The middle-aged man simply closed his eyes, sat upright cross-legged with difficulty, and then remained motionless, as if he was meditating and falling into concentration.

Mingyue frowned and stared at him closely, not letting go of the expression on his face.

After a long while, Mingyue said: "If you tell the truth, maybe we will let you go. Otherwise, we can only kill you and silence you, and then send you to the hands of Concubine Xue."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, glanced at her coldly, and closed his eyes again.

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Mingyue took a deep breath and turned to look over. Li Muchan smiled and shook his head.

"Master, do you want to be punished?" Mingyue asked.

Li Muchan said: "Can his body withstand the torture?"

Mingyue shook her head. He had injuries to begin with, plus the injuries caused by his own acupuncture treatment. The injuries were added to the injuries. He was already very fragile and could not bear the torture.

Li Muchan said: "Think about other ways."

Mingyue frowned, thinking hard, and finally shook her head, giving up helplessly, looking at Li Muchan eagerly, and Li Muchan narrowed his eyes, not looking at her.

Mingyue had no choice but to pull up his sleeves and shake them lightly, saying in a sweet voice: "Master - father -!"

Li Muchan opened his eyes, shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "Get some mud and rub it on his face."

"Mud?" Mingyue was startled.

Li Muchan said angrily: "Go quickly."

Mingyue looked at him puzzledly, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get anything out of her if she asked again, so she turned around and left the house. After a while, she came in with a handful of mud in her hand, with water dripping down from it. It was from the lake behind.

"Master?" She came to Li Muchan.

"Put it on his face." Li Muchan pointed at the middle-aged man.

Mingyue was puzzled, but she stopped asking. She walked over as instructed, waved her hand, and there was a crisp "pop" sound, and mud covered the middle-aged man's face.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed and hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe his face. He was in a hurry. He didn't have the demeanor of a martial arts master at all, more like an old lady catching chickens.

Mingyue watched in surprise as the middle-aged man wiped his face hurriedly, and even took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe his face vigorously, pouting non-stop.

Li Muchan said: "Mingyue, go get a basin of water."

"Okay." Mingyue asked no more questions, turned around and went out. She quickly brought a basin of water and put it in front of the middle-aged man, smiling as she watched him eagerly wash his face.

He quickly washed his face and became clean again. He wiped his face with his sleeves and glared at Li Muchan with a blushing face.

Li Muchan said calmly: "This time it was mud, but it may not be the next time. There are many things dirtier than it, right?"

The middle-aged man threw the handkerchief away and sneered: "It's useless, I won't say it. If you humiliate me again, I will commit suicide!"

Li Muchan stood up and walked to him, looked down at him, and suddenly smiled: "Suicide? Not necessarily! It was the Snow Empress who ordered you to come. She was just joking with me. It's not worth it for you to commit suicide."

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The middle-aged man's expression changed and his eyes flashed.

Under his understanding, all his thoughts are invisible.

Li Muchan straightened up, raised his head and sighed: "Ms. Snow Empress really took great pains to create such a difficult problem for me. I almost fell into trouble."

"Master, is this Concubine Xue?" Mingyue cried out.

She had sensed that there were ghosts for a long time, and seeing how aggressive they were, it was obvious that they had bad intentions.

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Li Muchan smiled and said: "She can only pull off such a boring joke,... restrain him and lock him up for a few days to see if she gets anxious."

"Since you know that I am the empress's subordinate, you still dare to lock me up!" the middle-aged man shouted proudly, clasping his neck.

Li Muchan smiled: "Like a master, like a servant, he is also an arrogant person...Ming Yue."

Mingyue took a step forward, raised her palm and slapped the middle-aged man's vest. He suddenly froze, and then fell limply to the ground, staring at Li Muchan fiercely.

Li Muchan turned around and left with his hands behind his back. Mingyue threw him on the couch and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will bring food over and you won't die."

After saying that, he followed closely behind Li Muchan and whispered: "Master, how could Concubine Xue do this? Did she really do it?"

She was still a little unbelievable. This method was too cruel. If the middle-aged man was really found, the master would not be able to explain it clearly. Even if he was not punished, he would not have the shame to stay in Fang Mansion anymore.

She sighed secretly, she was still very naive, she would never have thought of such a method, nor could she have prevented it. The master was so powerful, he could sense something bad in advance and send people to the side.

Li Muchan carried her over the wall and reached the back garden of his yard.

The two of them walked into the small pavilion. Li Muchan sat down and said with a smile: "Mingyue, don't you have a beautiful hand? Women in the palace are all powerful characters. Beauty alone is not enough."

Mingyue nodded in admiration: "This move is really beautiful, most people can't think of it."

Li Muchan said: "She is familiar with these methods. If she doesn't stop them, more powerful ones will follow... Mingyue, when you are wandering in the martial arts world, you need to be prepared for these methods. Think carefully about how you would deal with it if it were you.

, how to crack it, how to use it for your own use.”

Mingyue nodded vigorously, this night had greatly touched her.

She pressed the teapot with both hands and practiced for a while. White gas came out of the pot. She made a cup of tea for Li Muchan and offered it to her with both hands: "Master, I don't understand why Concubine Xue always wants to deal with Master?"

Li Muchan took the tea cup and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because of the grievances in the previous life. I don't like each other when we meet, and I want to deal with him."

Mingyue shook her head, a little puzzled. Logically speaking, she was from the Fang Mansion, and her master was a guest of the Fang Mansion. They should have a good relationship. How could it get to this point?

Li Muchan smiled and said, "If you think about it carefully, you should be able to figure out the reason."

Mingyue frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly clapped her hands with a smile on her face: "I figured it out, Master!"

Li Muchan nodded: "Tell me and listen."

"Is it because of the uncle?" Mingyue looked determined.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Yes, children can be taught!"

The bright moon smiles brightly, with a smile as bright as a flower. Under the bright jade monk's robe, her beautiful face shines.

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The two talked for a long time, Li Muchan waved his hand, and Mingyue left.

He looked up at the moon. The bright moon was like a bright jade plate, and the moonlight was like water. It was such a good weather. He tore off a piece of his sleeve and covered his face so that his appearance could no longer be seen.

Then he floated forward and reached the top of the small pavilion. Then he tiptoed and soared up, flying towards Xue Fei's small building.

He floated upstairs like a wisp of smoke and stopped outside Xue Fei's house. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when suddenly two gusts of cold wind hit his back.

He dodged and glanced around with a smile, but saw people standing on the stairs, on both sides, and on the roof. There were about a dozen of them, all top experts. They looked unfamiliar and he had never seen any of them before.
To be continued...