Not long after the darkroom's stone door was closed, it was reopened from the outside.
Shen Xu was sitting in a wheelchair, with his head hanging slightly and his eyes closed. Hearing the movement, he raised his head and looked towards the door.
"Is it my turn?" he asked gently.
Zhan Ning looked at him coldly and went over to cover his eyes with the cloth in his hand.
The wheelchair was pushed out of the darkroom and walked uphill.
The mahogany tires rolled across the rough ground, making a tiny grinding sound. When they approached the dark passage, the grinding sounds on the ground disappeared. Zhan Ning supported the wheelchair with both hands and stepped on the horizontal bar at the rear of the wheelchair, making the wheelchair firmly stuck. slope.
Shen Xu tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Why did you bring me here?"
"You'd better not speak." Zhan Ning said in a deep voice.
The beautiful sound of the piano came from outside the secret passage, just enough to cover up the sound of the wheels of the wheelchair and their voices.
Shen Xu turned his head back to the front. Outside the sound of the piano, he heard his master's voice.
"It's...immortality."
"Immortality?"
"That's right."
Shen Shu's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and her fingers tightened, slightly clasping the armrests of the wheelchair.
"Longevity," Xia Zhaoyi recited the two words very softly and smiled, "You believe this."
Fan Zhuyi said forcefully: "Feng Qing said proudly that if I can bring Madam Xia's body to him, he will teach me the art of immortality."
"The body? But you set it on fire."
Fan Zhuyi felt disgusted when he thought about this: "It was a place of war and flames. How could the body be brought out? Moreover, Qingmeiling was covered in ice and snow. She could not rot in Qingmeiling, but after leaving Buqujiang River and encountering warmth. Originally, she could not rot in Qingmeiling. , Our plan was to transport the coffin out together, but after digging it open, we found out that her coffin was not made of wood, but was actually an ice coffin carved out of ice, and it was impossible for us to move it."
Xia Zhaoyi asked: "But if I burn it with a torch, will Feng Qingang agree?"
"It's better than leaving empty-handed, but..." Fan Zhuyi frowned, "He actually wants the ashes too."
"When was the last time you saw him? Where was he?"
"Five years ago, in Jinzhou."
"Five years ago," Xia Zhaoyi said thoughtfully, "At that time, Jinzhou was already Tian Dayao's territory."
"Um."
Shen Xu frowned slightly, Jinzhou was a place he had never expected.
Xia Zhaoyi continued to ask: "So, the purpose of your trip to Hengxiang is..."
"He has been missing for many years. The most recent trace I found of him was in Hengxiang."
"This is the closest, how close is it?"
"Two years ago."
"So, you prepared the big house next to Nianhuazhai two years in advance."
Fan Zhuyi took a deep breath and nodded coldly.
Xia Zhaoyi changed the subject: "Well, do you know where your eldest disciple Shen Shu has been these years?"
Shen Xu raised his head slightly in the darkness, with an invisible smile on his lips.
"How do I know," Fan Zhuyi's voice became angry, "I don't even know this villain is still alive!"
"As far as I know, he has sent you some strange patterns from time to time in the past few years." Xia Zhaoyi said.
When Shen Shu heard this, the smile on his lips deepened, a bit self-deprecating.
The last time she mentioned this in front of him, her tone then was the same as now, as if it came out of her mouth that his behavior had become ridiculous and childish.
Fan Zhuyi did not answer immediately. He was silent for a while and said: "Yes."
"Do you know what the pattern is?" Xia Zhaoyi continued to ask.
"have no idea."
"You really don't know?" Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows, his bright eyes were shining, as if he could see through people's hearts, "Fan Zhuyi, are you sure you want to hide it or lie to me?"
Fan Zhuyi clenched his fists behind his back.
This woman was really annoying and biased. He really didn't know how much the girl in front of him had found out.
After a while, Fan Zhuyi almost gritted his teeth and said: "That pattern comes from an ancient book."
"What's the name of the ancient book?"
"It's a tattered book with no cover and no name." As he spoke, Fan Zhuyi stretched out his hand and pointed toward the secret passage, "Isn't this villain locked down below? Can you just capture him and question him?"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, turned sideways, and carelessly played with the strings with his right hand a few more times.
"Since you believe that Feng Qingang has the secret of immortality in his hands, you must be convinced by Feng Qingang's appearance, right?"
"I met him fifty years ago. What he looked like then is what he looks like now."
"I heard that his hands are very strange?"
Fan Zhuyi's eyes fell on the girl's fingers still moving lightly on the strings.
The girl's hands are very delicate, slender and strong, with round fingertips.
Fan Zhuyi thought for a moment and said, "My palm is slightly bigger than yours, but your index finger plus little finger is about the same as his middle finger."
The music on Xia Zhaoyi's fingertips suddenly stopped.
She looked down at her hand, imagined it, and said, "It looks like his hand is indeed deformed."
"He cherishes his hands very much." Fan Zhuyi said.
Mr. Liu He also mentioned this in his letter.
Xia Zhaoyi continued to play, and the sound of the piano was slow and clear, crisp and sweet.
"So," she said, "where are those people?"
As she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at Fan Zhuyi.
Fan Zhuyi found that he was really afraid of her eyes. He had seen countless people in his life, but he had never seen a woman with such bright eyes as hers.
This is An Ran who is confident and calm, and firmly controls the overall situation, and she is indeed in a high position of power at a young age.
Not only her power within the Xia Family Army, but also throughout the world, her name is resounding.
Fan Zhuyi said: "I don't know much about that group of people. I have only met them a few times through our interactions with Feng Qingang."
"Does the Qianqiu Palace under Longyuan belong to them?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
"Hasn't that place been filled in by your master? I haven't even been there yet."
Speaking of it, Fan Zhuyi couldn't help but feel resentful: "It's all that evil disciple's fault!"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "So, where is the Qiao family?"
Fan Zhuyi frowned and looked back into the girl's eyes.
"Have you heard of the Qiao family?" Xia Zhaoyi continued.
After being quiet for a long time, Fan Zhuyi said slowly: "The Qiao family in Nantang County, Zhaozhou is so famous, of course I have heard of it."
"Those people, why are you chasing them?"
"Most people in the world kill people for five reasons: enmity, jealousy, profit, fame, and power."
"From what you say, you don't know why they are hunting down the Qiao family?"
Fan Zhuyi looked into her eyes and sighed: "Miss Ah Li, I have said everything I know."
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, as pretty as a peach and plum, as bright as a spring breeze, but her words were extremely cold: "Fan Zhuyi, you lied to me."
"I never lied to you!" Fan Zhuyi said solemnly.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Xia Zhaoyi slapped his palm on the priceless guqin, causing all the strings to sing in unison.
Fan Zhuyi was startled.
The girl stood up and looked at him angrily.
"When it comes to the Qiao family, why do you look different?" Xia Zhaoyi walked over, "Those people must have gotten along well with Lin Qingfeng before Shen Xu didn't use the Qiao family's pearls to frame Lin Qingfeng."
Before the girl could reach her, Fan Zhuyi was already frightened by her aura and took half a step back.
"What does this have to do with Lin Qingfeng?" Fan Zhuyi said calmly.
