"Follow me." Mei Yizhu, with a handsome figure and dark eyes as clear as flowing clouds in the sky, leads the way.
Walking through the courtyard, we came to a resolute courtyard. At the entrance of the courtyard was a huge stone sculpture of a wolf head.
"It seems that this should be the room where Cang Lang lived before his death." After glancing at the stone wolf head, Feng Qingzhuang pursed her lips and said
"What do you want to find when you come here?"
After enduring it all the way, Mei Yizhu finally couldn't hold back and asked her doubts.
"something important"
After giving five short words, Feng Qingzhuang moved lightly and she was already walking towards the room.
Canglang's room was as rough as his, without too exquisite decorations.
Feng Qingzhuang rummaged around the room for a while, but didn't find what she wanted, so she walked towards the study room next to her.
As soon as she walked into the study room, there were several books on the desk. Feng Qingzhuang picked them up and looked through them. She was dumbfounded.
"Damn, this damn pervert can't do that anymore. He actually secretly watches "Seventy-Two Styles of Erotica" on a daily basis."
With a low curse, Feng Qingzhuang closed the book in her hand and continued to rummage around the room.
"Tiannu, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?" Mei Yizhu asked with concern as Feng Qingzhuang rummaged around without a clue.
"Come and help me think about it. If it is a very important thing, where do you think the wolf would hide?" Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyes and asked.
"If it is something very important, it will naturally be in a secret room or a hidden compartment. I happen to know that there is a hidden compartment in this study."
Mei Yizhu curled her lips and smiled, and her warm voice was like the warm wind in March, blowing away the coldness in the room.
"That's great, hurry up and open the secret compartment." Feng Qingzhuang's brows stretched, a pleasant smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and she urged anxiously.
After nodding with a smile, Mei Yizhu walked to the desk and gently turned the pen holder on the desk. A hidden compartment appeared under the desk.
"When I was a kid, my master once took me to Uncle Bai's study, and I accidentally discovered it out of fun."
While talking, Mei Yizhu squatted down and took out all the things in the secret compartment, handed them to Feng Qingzhuang, and continued:
"Take a look, is there anything you're looking for?"
Taking a lot of things from Mei Yizhu, she finally found what she was looking for in a handwritten book
"It turns out that the third generation leader of the Phoenix Clan is from the same place as me."
Looking at the record of making explosives in the book, Feng Qingzhuang frowned and murmured
"Goddess, why don't I understand what you said?" Mei Yizhu was extremely confused.
"It's normal if you don't understand. I've found what I want. Let's go."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang raised her inner strength, and the book in her hand had turned into powder. She didn't want explosives to appear in the cold weapon age that shouldn't have appeared.
After leaving Cang Mansion, the two returned to Suzaku Temple
After living in the temple for nearly a month, Du Jiugong and Qian Manguan returned from Zudao and Xuandao.
"Old man, how did things go?"
At this moment, there was a deck chair placed under the banyan tree behind the temple. Feng Qingzhuang was lying lazily on it. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Du Jiugong who was approaching anxiously. She opened her lips and asked lazily.
"If the old man is there, I will take action, so there will be no problem. Girl, when are you going to cook 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' for the old man to drink?"
Du Jiugong couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he thought of the delicious taste of the 'One-of-a-kind Buddha Jumping Over the Wall' that day.
"As soon as you prepare everything written on this note, I will cook soup for you to eat."
With a thought, a piece of paper appeared out of thin air in Feng Qingzhuang's hand. It was densely filled with the things needed for making soup, and she handed it to Du Jiugong.
After taking the note, Du Jiugong took Qian Mansuan again and smiled.
"Good disciple, go with Master"
"Little old man, you always call me brat, but you are so polite this time. Could it be that you and Sister Feng want to get me to put gold thread on my clothes and pay the bill for you?" Qian Manguan reacted quickly and took a step away.
, looked at Du Jiugong defensively
"You brat, you're not that smart usually. Why do you think you figured it out all of a sudden?" Du Jiugong said with a sneer.
In the end, Qian Manguan couldn't defeat Du Jiugong and was pulled out by him to prepare materials.
After the two left, Feng Qingzhuang still maintained her lying posture, but there was a hint of longing and worry in her dark eyes.
"Wu Jingyu, it's been a month since you returned to the Shengyue Clan, why is there no news at all?"
At this time, Mei Yizhu Shiran came over, with a smile as elegant as the breeze and the moon on his handsome face.
"Mei Yizhu, look at you looking so happy, has something good happened?" He raised his eyes and looked up, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the dark night, and he pursed his lips and asked.
"Something good happened, but it wasn't me, it was you," Mei Yizhu said with a slight smile.
"I, what good thing can I do?" Feng Qingzhuang still lay still, the doubts in her eyes flashed away.
"Tiannu, you'd better go out quickly and see how busy it is outside the temple," Mei Yizhu urged.
"Is he here?"
When she thought of this, Feng Qingzhuang's dim eyes instantly brightened up. She didn't know the pain of lovesickness until they were separated.
As soon as she moved, the person ran out like a gust of wind
In front of the temple, Wu Jingyu was dressed in a black robe, which made his figure even longer, exquisite and handsome, with impeccable facial features, deep eyes, and red lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. There was an unparalleled evil charm all over his body, which made people obsessed.
Seeing Feng Qingzhuang walking out, Wu Jingyu's handsome face curled up into a smile, and all the creatures around him suddenly lost their color.
"Wu Jingyu, it's been a month since you returned to the Shengyue Clan, why is there no news at all?"
Quickly walking over, looking at the handsome man in front of her, Feng Qingzhuang's eyes showed longing and a hint of resentment.
Wu Jingyu smiled and said nothing, making a gesture
Suddenly, countless petals in the sky fell with the wind, and the surrounding air was fragrant and intoxicating.
"Hey, you are so mysterious, why don't you say anything?" Feng Qingzhuang was really not used to it when she saw him silent for the first time.
Wu Jingyu still smiled and said nothing. He only saw his feet move, his wrists turned, and the long black silk in his hands shook. It was like a dragon coming out of the sea, sometimes soft and sometimes hard, stretching endlessly, leaving afterimages in the mid-air.
The surrounding air flow vibrated, and the falling petals fluttered freely in the wind, like flying colorful butterflies, surrounding the two of them, and the rich fragrance was intoxicating.