The three of them are all experts in search, and their eyes are very sharp. No matter where there is a little bit of hiding place, they can't hide from their eyes.
At this time, two monks in gray robes were standing on a roof not far from Feng Mansion. One was a handsome young monk and the other was a middle-aged monk. They were Fa Yuan and Fa Xiang.
"Junior Brother Fa Yuan, can they escape the pursuit of the secret guards?" Fa Xiang said slowly.
"Amitabha..." Fa Yuan shook his head and sighed: "If Brother Chu brought the secret guards, they would not be able to escape, but this Chen Donghai is one step behind."
"What should we do with this inspector?"
"If the Secret Guard Mansion can arrest him, it might as well be given to the Secret Guard Mansion. It can be regarded as the goodwill of our Great Leiyin Temple. If the Secret Guard Mansion cannot catch him, we will not let him escape if we take action again." Fa Yuan said calmly: "Guangming
The Holy Cult has become more and more active recently, and we need to let them know that there are still people in Daji."
"Exactly." Dharma Prime Minister said solemnly: "But if we take action in the capital of God..."
"We are here to help the Secret Guard Mansion, and the Emperor has nothing to say." Fa Yuan said calmly.
The Dharma Prime Minister smiled and said, "Junior brother, it's a good idea."
The disciples of Daleiyin Temple need to be careful when taking action in the city of God, and should not take action easily. However, the Secret Guard Mansion takes action first, and if they take action again, it is justifiable. It seems that Junior Brother Fa Yuan has been able to integrate the Buddhist teachings into his daily actions.
It's really gratifying.
In the hall of Feng Mansion, Chen Donghai looked at Feng Qi with his hands behind his hands and said in a deep voice: "Master Feng, are you a disciple of the Holy Sect of Light?"
Feng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him without showing any weakness. When he heard this, his hand stroking his beard stopped: "Master Chen, I am a member of the Ministry of Rites, a dignified official of the court, not a disciple of the Guangming Holy Cult!...
I’ve always heard that you, the secret guard of the Forbidden Palace, frequently make false accusations and are notorious, but I didn’t expect that you would frame me!”
"Master Feng, don't pretend to be confused because you understand!" Chen Donghai said coldly: "We have received accurate information that there are disciples of the Holy Sect of Light hiding in your house!"
"Master Chen, how can you say this!" Feng Qi said coldly: "I have never heard of martial arts. I am just a scholar. How can I know that I am a disciple of the Holy Sect of Light!"
"It seems that Mr. Feng will not shed tears until he sees the coffin!" Chen Donghai sneered: "As long as you hide it here, we can search it out. Do you think you can hide it from our eyes if you hide it secretly?"
"Okay, let's see what you can find!" Feng Qi frowned coldly and flicked his sleeves: "If you can't find anything, don't blame me for questioning the emperor face to face in the court!"
"Hmph!" Chen Donghai snorted coldly, knowing that asking more questions would be useless: "Let's go to the back garden!"
Feng Qi said calmly: "Okay!"
The two of them walked slowly to the back garden, passed by the third courtyard, and saw that the courtyard was in a mess. Several secret guards moved very quickly, and in a short time they had searched all the rooms.
Feng Qi had no family members and lived alone. There were only some servants in the house, and they all huddled in the corner and did not dare to make a sound.
The two of them arrived in the back garden.
Chen Donghai came straight to the quiet room.
Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat and he was a little nervous. There was a cellar under the quiet room, which was dug very deep. Inspector Li and Zhao Dahe should be hiding in the cellar.
Chen Donghai turned his head and smiled at him.
Feng Qi's heartbeat quickened slightly, but he couldn't hide it from Chen Donghai, who was an expert in martial arts.
"Come here!" Chen Donghai shouted loudly.
A middle-aged secret guard floated over: "Centurion."
"Search this room, search it carefully!" Chen Donghai pointed to the quiet room.
"Yes." The middle-aged secret guard looked solemn, as if everyone owed him ten thousand taels of silver. He agreed expressionlessly, lowered his head and entered the house, and quickly searched the house.
After a while, he came to Chen Donghai, cupped his fists and said, "Centurion, there is no problem with this room."
"Oh?" Chen Donghai frowned and looked at Feng Qi.
Feng Qi sneered, flicked his sleeves, turned around and gave him a slap on the back.
Chen Donghai shouted loudly: "One more!"
Another old man in blue floated over: "Centurion?"
"There must be something wrong with this quiet room, search it carefully for me!" Chen Donghai snorted.
"Yes." The old man in blue agreed and entered the room.
After a while, he came out and shook his head: "There is indeed no problem."
The quiet room is very narrow. Once it is empty, it will be difficult to calm down. There is only a table, a couch and a chair in the quiet room. There is nothing else. It is very simple to search. See if there is a secret passage or a secret room, even if it is inch by inch.
With just a few clicks, the inspection can be completed quickly.
Chen Donghai turned around and entered the house to search.
In the end, he returned without success and slowly walked out of the quiet room.
Feng Qi had a sarcastic sneer on his face: "Sir, Mr. Chen, you have to give me a crime before you are willing to do it. Do you want to make something out of nothing?"
"Haha, you made something out of nothing!" Chen Donghai said coldly: "You are not worthy yet!"
Feng Qi said in a deep voice: "Then I would like to ask my colleagues in the court, what can you do in the Secret Guard House? It is true that the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult can't catch a single one, but they always come to harass the ministers, bully the weak and fear the strong, who can
We all know that those disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult are hiding in the palace, but you came to check!"
Chen Donghai's face was gloomy, he frowned and looked at the quiet room, and hummed: "Look around, maybe the secret room is not in the house!"
"Yes." The two secret guards agreed and began to search the surrounding area.
Feng Qi's heart skipped a beat.
Chen Donghai looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "It seems that I guessed it. Sure enough, he is not in the house!"
Feng Qi sneered, flicked his sleeves again, and turned his back to him.
"Found it!" the middle-aged secret guard said solemnly.
Chen Donghai cheered up, and another old man also came over.
The middle-aged secret guard pointed to a stone and said solemnly: "This is the mechanism!"
He said and slowly pulled the stone.
A crisp sound of "pop" came from the flower garden not far away.
The middle-aged secret guard stepped into the flower garden and pulled up a wooden board, revealing a hole.
Chen Donghai smiled proudly at Feng Qi: "Master Feng, what else can you say now?"
"I have nothing to say!" Feng Qi said coldly: "Is it possible that I am still guilty of building a hiding place?"
"Okay, you are so stubborn. Let me see how long you can keep your stubbornness!" Chen Donghai shook his head proudly and said in a loud voice: "Here comes someone!"
Two middle-aged men floated over, both of them were masters of Heaven and Earth.
"Come in with me and take a look." Chen Donghai said.
"Yes." The two middle-aged men nodded.
Chen Donghai was the first to get in, and two middle-aged men followed suit. Their whole bodies were tense, ready to take action at any time to deal with a surprise attack.
Chen Donghai walked in the front, the most nervous. He didn't feel that there was anyone but he had to be more alert. Maybe it was a master stronger than him.
Step by step, I walked down the stairs for nearly ten meters, two buildings high, and saw a stone room. The stone room was empty and there was no one around.
I searched carefully and found that no one was there.
Chen Donghai was furious and hurried outside, his eyes staring at Feng Qi like lightning: "Master Feng, what a trick!"
Feng Qi frowned and looked at him.
"Centurion, is there more than one secret room?" the old man in blue said solemnly.