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Chapter 309: Capture them all!

 "Thieves can shrink their bones and hide in places where ordinary people cannot hide. Don't miss every corner!"

"yes!!"

After Li Yan entered the house, he issued an order and started a blanket search with the help of many people.

It's not yet past noon, the sun is high in the sky, and it's still early before nightfall. There's no need to rush. No matter how big the mansion is, just shrink it slowly.

This method of steadily shrinking the circle made the people in the inner house unbearable. Yang Zhirou walked out quickly, and before he got in front of him, he shouted sternly: "Li Yuanfang, what are you doing?"

Li Yan held the edict in his hand and looked at the Minister of Household Affairs calmly: "Shilang Yang, Zheng Guang, the Baiqi of Beiya, has accused you of committing adultery and plotting against Baiqi to cause rebellion!"

"There is another report. You are harboring Silla traitors, and you want to burn grain, destroy ships, and sabotage water transportation. The relationship is very important and must be investigated!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an edict here. Would you like to see it, Shilang Yang?"

When Yang Zhirou heard the name of Baiqi Zheng Sanlang, his heart sank, and later his expression changed suddenly: "The father of the Zheng thief has a grudge against my Yang family. He is obviously framed and smeared. As for the Silla thief, I have never seen this before, this is a slander and false accusation against Zhongliang!"

Li Yan said: "Please rest assured, Mr. Yang. His Royal Highness is a benevolent prince and has issued an order. If Mr. Yang is wronged, it must be a trap by thieves with ulterior motives. Then we will investigate thoroughly!"

Yang Zhirou hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wise, this is obviously a thief who has tainted me with ulterior motives and ulterior motives!"

Li Yan ignored him and moved forward slowly, looking for the whereabouts of Yang Zaiwei.

This assassin has extraordinary strength. If he hadn't been dragged down by the injured Jin Zhizhao and hid in the darkness at night, he would have been hard-pressed to catch him.

Therefore, if we can seal off the escape route in broad daylight, we naturally want to capture it as much as possible.

The mansion was huge, with front yard, main hall, side halls, and central hall. Li Yan and the soldiers spent more than an hour to finally search these places.

In the end, only the inner house and the back garden were left.

The inner house is where the female family members of the house are, and they are the most sensitive. The back garden has a complex environment and many blind spots. It is easy for experts to hide in it, or even move around to avoid searches.

Li Yan said to An Shen, who was led by the inner guard: "Of the two thieves, the one who is more skilled in martial arts is more likely to be hiding in the garden than in the inner house. You surround the inner house, and I will search the garden first."

An Shengan accepted the order: "Yes!"

When Li Yan came to the garden, he saw the deep courtyard, winding bridges and corridors, rockery springs, phoenix pavilions and towers, all exquisite and gorgeous.

This is also the style of Luoyang, which emphasizes elegance and elegance. In comparison, the architecture of Chang'an is more magnificent.

After looking at the complex structure, Li Yan ordered the soldiers to stay around, then walked in alone and strolled in the corridor.

The sounds of breathing faded away, and he closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the Potala Palace, outside Zamp's palace, to the scene where he and Yang Zaiwei were testing each other and having a fierce confrontation in the darkness.

That was the opportunity to open up ear consciousness. The reason why the cultivation of consciousness-only energy is so difficult is precisely because it not only requires extremely high levels of understanding, but also needs to be supplemented by external pressure and stimulation.

It was the same at this time. Li Yan walked around in the garden, his ears twitching slightly and his nose sniffing lightly, but he didn't hear Yang Zaiwei's breathing or smell his scent.

Just because it can't be discovered doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Li Yan knew very well that Yang Zaiwei had reached an extremely advanced level in the cultivation of the five senses. If he really tried his best, he would have the opportunity to hide it from him.

Before, Yang Zaiwei was in the light and he was in the dark. Now the two sides are reversed, and the difficulty is also reversed.

But he became excited instead.

This kind of strong competition is the best moment to improve your strength.

So, he slowly closed his eyes and walked around in the garden.

The sky is high, the clouds are light, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant...

Even if you close your eyes and rely only on your senses, everything around you will become clear, and a dynamic panorama will float in your mind.

Gradually, the scenery gradually detaches, and through the appearance, the inner true meaning is faintly reached.

Suddenly, an inexplicable switch was turned on, like a burst of wisdom or a subconscious intuition. Following this inexplicable induction, Li Yan walked to a certain place and slowly stopped.

Go down and open your eyes.

The shadows on the branches under the tree were whirling, and the sun was shining brightly. His eyes were like a torch, and he looked up the tree: "Come down!"

There was no response from above.

Li Yan clenched his five fingers, and the chain knife at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, slashing through it with white light like a horse.

The moment he took out the knife, a figure huddled on the tree, almost integrated with the branches due to the angle, also flew down at lightning speed.

Yang Zaiwei fell to the ground and clenched his fists: "Li Yuanfang, how did you find me?"

Li Yan took out his sword, each move stronger than the other, and said at the same time: "To be honest, I don't know. It was a very weird feeling. I didn't hear your breathing clearly, nor did I hear it accurately.

I smell your scent, but I just know you are here..."

Yang Zaiwei dodged again and again, and was moved: "Sixth consciousness?"

Li Yan thought about it carefully, feeling a little disappointed but also a little excited: "Maybe, I can't feel that feeling at all now. It might really be the sixth consciousness! Thank you for hiding and giving me the encouragement!"

Li Yan's gratitude was not spoken verbally, but put into action. The sword's light surged, bright white light, like a waterfall striking directly, slashing out wildly.

People are in high spirits when happy events happen, and the power of the sword is slightly stronger than before.

On the other hand, Yang Zaiwei was clearly out of shape.

He was unable to use the sharp edge of the sword, and was forced to dodge from left to right. He could only rely on his ghostly body skills to dodge continuously.

This is not a matter of mentality, but of martial arts style.

What Yang Zaiwei is good at is assassination in the dark. Frontal fighting in broad daylight is relatively weak.

Ever since, facing Li Yan's powerful offensive, even though he gritted his teeth to support, he could only hold on for more than twenty moves, and blood was visible under the light of the sword.

After the first blow saw blood, the battle became almost one-sided.

When Li Yangui sheathed his sword, he punched and struck away, and Yang Zaiwei, who was covered in blood, was grabbed by force, his back was squeezed, and he was captured alive again.

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and lowered his head.

Needless to say, he is not as skilled as others, but it is impossible to ask him to explain anything else.

But Li Yan didn't ask at all, and carried Yang Zaiwei out of the garden, and asked the guards to completely lock him up with chains and shackles, and took him down.

Then he looked at the pale Yang Zhirou next to him and said, "Shilang Yang, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. I caught a thief in the back garden."

Fortunately, it was too much to be disgraceful. Yang Zhirou tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart. His aura had weakened a lot, and he forced out a smile and said: "I didn't expect that there was a thief hiding in my house. Fortunately, Li Jiyi was aware of everything. Otherwise, I am afraid that all the young and old in my family would be dead."

And I will be harmed by it.”

Li Yan nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will definitely find out all the hidden dangers. Now only the inner house is left... offended!"

When searching the residence of a high-ranking official, the inner chamber is undoubtedly the most sensitive place because it involves the female family members.

For someone who dared to break into a wealthy family's house to search for their female relatives without any evidence, I'm afraid only Qiu Shenji could bear the infamy.

This time, with the person identifying him and Yang Zaiwei being captured, Yang Zhirou couldn't tell the excuse he had been preparing before. He could only follow Li Yan into the inner house with a slight stagger.

After two hours of searching Yang Zaiwei, Yang Zhirou's wife, concubines, and daughter had already covered themselves with gauze scarves, and they gathered together anxiously. When they saw the head of the family walking in, they kept shouting "Aye, husband," with a sad voice.

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Yang Zhirou rolled his eyes: "Since Li Jiyi wants to search, I will ask them to take off the veil and check you one by one."

Li Yan looked at the Minister of Household Affairs, his tone became completely cold, and he waved his hand: "This is not necessary. There are differences in appearance and characteristics between Silla women and my Tang Dynasty women, especially in their appearance and manners.

, it’s hard to imitate, Yang Shilang’s family can leave it to the final inspection.”

The female relatives breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Zhirou's heart sank.

Because he heard the certainty in Li Yan's words.

As expected, Li Yan asked directly: "Is there anyone seriously ill in the inner chamber of Minister Yang?"

Yang Zhirou wanted to say yes, but he had just arrived in Luoyang not long ago. If any of his family members were sick, they would naturally stay at the mansion in Chang'an, and they would not have to travel all the way to follow him. He could only shake his head and said: "No."

Li Yan said: "Okay, then call all the servants in the inner house."

Not long after, hundreds of servants gathered, and more than half of them were maids. They were all good-looking, with nimble legs and feet. They lowered their heads and looked nervous.

Li Yan asked: "Do these servants of Minister Yang have slave status?"

The despair in Yang Zhirou's eyes could no longer be suppressed, but she still answered accurately: "There should be some, but the steward in the house is forgetful, so there may be some omissions."

Li Yan said: "This is also a common situation. For high-ranking families, the household registration of the servants is often in chaos...Every ten of you line up in a line, go around the yard, and start walking quickly."

The servants were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing why.

Li Yan said coldly: "I suspect that the thief is hiding among you. However, this thief was severely injured by me. His injuries are definitely not healed yet. He is not healthier than ordinary people. You don't need to do anything else. If you are not sick, take two steps. Let's go! Let's go!"

"

The servants seemed to understand but did not dare to disobey, and began to circle around the yard, walking quickly at first, and gradually approaching a trot.

The onlookers' internal guards were very curious. Could the murderer be caught in this way?

The answer will soon be revealed.

These servants usually do physical work. They wake up early and stay late at night, so this amount of exercise is not a problem.

But someone couldn't take it anymore.

After less than three rounds, an exclamation was heard, and the servants dispersed with a crash, revealing a Silla maid lying on the ground, vomiting blood.

Li Yan looked over and smiled coldly: "You want to pretend to be a servant? It's so naive. Have you ever suffered that kind of hardship?"

Jin Zhizhao's fingers were trembling, the old injury recurred, and his face turned pale with anger: "Li Yuanfang! You! You!!"

She had just recovered from a serious injury and had just reached the point where she could stay on the bed and move slowly. Her legs and feet were weaker than those of the elderly. Now she was asked to run quickly with the servants. In less than three laps, her original shape was revealed.

"Take it!"

Li Yan waved his hand, and two inner guards came forward, lifted Jin Zhizhao up, and were about to drag him down.

But Li Yan spoke again: "It's not just her, there's another person."

The inner guard was startled, and saw the majestic Li Jiyi looking at Yang Zhirou, who was trembling all over, and said in a cold voice: "Drag this minister of household affairs who is hiding thieves and committing conspiracy, away from me!!"


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