It is quite a distance from Yuewang Mansion to Xuandu Temple.
When the three of them arrived at Xuandu Temple, they saw that the temple was completely quiet.
Mingwei took them straight to the platform.
As he walked, he said: "The connection between me and him can only be revealed when one of the parties has severe emotional fluctuations. Xuanfei was very tense just now, and he was in a state of confrontation."
Ning Xiu was amazed. Such a mysterious magic could actually be inherited by his family?
"Do you know where he is?" Yang Shu was concerned about this issue.
Mingwei said: "In my consciousness, only a vague picture flashed. There are tablets everywhere, and the space is narrow. After much thought, only this tower fits the bill."
"Go this way." Ning Xiu warned, "The night watchers may be disturbed over there."
Mingwei immediately changed direction.
The current situation is very complicated. Something happened to Xuanfei, but there was no movement at all in Xuandu Temple, which is completely inconsistent with common sense.
So they'd better not act rashly.
Arriving in front of the Merit Tower, Ning Xiu took the lead and said, "I'll do it."
He pressed on the door and exerted force, only to hear a "squeaking" sound, which became more and more obvious in the closed space.
It was dark inside the tower.
Ning Xiu stepped in.
The next moment, he flicked his sleeves and played the piano with his backhand.
"Zheng——"
Yang Shu also squeezed in, felt the opponent's position, and drew his sword without hesitation.
The two brothers attacked from both sides, one move after another, and quickly subdued the opponent.
Mingwei walked in, pushed the door open with one hand, and took out the fire stick with the other hand and blew it on.
The light shines on this person, but it is Xuan Fei himself.
His pupils were dilated and his cheeks were covered with sweat, which was completely different from before.
Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're not dead. What happened?"
Xuanfei did not relax because of their arrival, his eyes fell on Yang Shu, full of suspicion.
Mingwei's heart skipped a beat and asked him: "Has the man with the umbrella come to see you?"
Xuanfei finally spoke: "You know?"
Mingwei nodded: "I was sneak-attacked by him on the street today, and he used mystical skills to drag me into his painting. If someone hadn't come to my rescue, I might not have been able to break free so easily."
She looked Xuanfei up and down: "Are you not injured?"
Ning Xiu felt his hands were wet, raised them, looked at them, and said, "There are wounds on my back."
"Treat the wound first." After taking so long to arrive, Mingwei didn't expect to be able to keep the murderer alive. Xuan Fei was thankful that nothing happened.
The three of them looked at Xuan Fei.
Xuan Fei's tense expression finally relaxed, and he realized that he had no reason to doubt Yang Shu.
"Go to my yard." he said.
The three of them came out of the Merit Tower and closed the door again.
Ning Xiu took off his robe and wrapped the wound on his back to prevent blood from dripping to the ground.
No one of them was alarmed. Under Xuanfei's guidance, they avoided various guards and returned to his residence.
"Who?" As he approached the yard, a voice came from inside.
Xuanfei said: "It's me, guard the door and pretend you didn't see it."
The man didn't speak again. He must have been his close guard.
The four people entered the house and lit the lampstand.
Under the bright light, Xuan Fei's back was stained with blood.
Ning Xiu took off his shirt, looked at his injury, and said, "It's not serious, but it needs to be sewn up."
Xuanfei said: "The medicine box is under the cabinet on the left."
Ning Xiu took out the medicine box as instructed and asked, "My stitches may not look good. Do you really don't need to call someone?"
Xuanfei shook his head: "I can't trust others now."
Ning Xiu hummed and told Yang Shu: "Go and ask for water."
Yang Shu agreed, went out to find the guards, and finally came back with a large bucket of water.
It was late at night, so I brought back cold water for fear of disturbing others.
Ning Xiu was not particular about it. He washed his wound and started sewing it bit by bit with a needle. Mingwei couldn't bear to look at the craftsmanship. He would sew it back every now and then, pretending he was sewing a doll.
The living doll Xuan Fei gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and allowed him to inject needles on himself.
Mingwei simply talked to him to distract him.
"What's going on? From the look of you, you must have been more than just a sneak attack, right?"
When I found Xuan Fei just now, there was something wrong with his eyes. The Imperial Master is very determined, so it must be a big deal to get him like this.
Xuanfei took a breath and roughly explained what happened just now.
"This man acts secretly. I asked him who he was, but he didn't answer at all. He is very skilled, so I was unprepared and was injured in his hands."
Mingwei said: "It took us a while to get here, but why are you still in the tower? Is there anything else going on?"
Xuan Fei replied after a while: "Because he didn't dare to move. His hiding method was so good that I didn't even know he was hiding in the tower. For the sake of his life, he didn't dare to move."
Mingwei nodded and ignored the topic: "In addition to being injured, is there anything else? Looking at you like this, it seems that you have suffered a big blow."
Ning Xiu got a wrong injection in his back, and the pain caused Xuan Fei to break into a cold sweat, so he blurted out: "I lost something."
"What?"
Xuan Fei was in a daze, and it took him a long time to calm down, and said: "It should be something my master left for me. But I was not present when the master passed away. What mystery does this thing have? I haven't fully understood it yet."
"Okay." Ning Xiu took away the needle, sprinkled the powder on it, wrapped his wound, and wiped the blood again, very carefully.
Xuanfei put on clean clothes, took out the pills and took them, and then he felt better.
"Looking at you, this thing is very important?" Ning Xiu said.
Mingwei said: "If someone comes here specifically to rob it, it must be important."
"What is the origin of this person?" Xuan Fei asked, "I think his tricks are very similar..."
His eyes fell on Yang Shu.
Yang Shu replied: "It is indeed very similar to me, but there is one difference. His main skill is the umbrella, while I mainly use the sword."
Xuanfei nodded.
The two parties paired the information together and discovered a terrible fact.
"This man knows us very well." Xuanfei said, "Do you think he knows our purpose?"
It must have been him who was spying on the paper man that night. So, does he know why they got together?
Just thinking about this possibility makes everyone break into a cold sweat.
Their biggest advantage now is that the enemy is exposed and we are hidden.
No one knew they were a group, and no one knew what they were going to do.
If the emperor knew that they wanted to help Yang Shu usurp the throne, he would definitely not want to be a benevolent king anymore.
Mingwei shook his head: "Even if he knows, he won't leak it now."
"Why?"
She said: "From the fact that he spied on us, took action against me, and then snatched things from you, it all shows that he has his own intention, and this intention may be as shameful as ours."
Xuanfei nodded involuntarily. There must be a secret in that piece of Pisces pendant, and the other party wanted to hide it.
The sudden enemy made the atmosphere between them become heavy.
However, there are currently no more clues, so we can only be cautious.
Before leaving, Mingwei said: "I told you that this secret technique would be good for you. Do you believe me now? Remember to practice well and don't resist."
Xuanfei said nothing and sighed silently in his heart. (To be continued)