Xuanxia

Chapter 424 The fox pretends to be the tiger's power
Huiyuan did not show up for the next two or three days.

Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan silently played their respective roles. The Rouge Shop was closed for a day and a half, but it had to open eventually. The female disciples from Ziqi Xianfeng Temple also came again. Both sides pretended to look at the goods and had a quiet exchange. They also knew that Huiyuan was always guarding nearby.

But... for the time being, of course we can't act rashly.

"How to do this?"

During dinner, Qiu Chan lowered her voice and said quietly, "It's too depressing. I don't even dare to speak loudly. I'm always worried about when he will suddenly appear. I don't know how long I have to wait like this? If we wait any longer, we won't have enough Yi Yan Dan."

“That’s the problem.”

Fu Qingzhou also lowered his voice: "The illusion array in the courtyard has been broken, which should mean that a powerful enemy has invaded, but we are living a peaceful life now, which obviously does not fit this impression..."

"Although the powerful enemy broke the illusion array, he was also seriously injured. Is it not possible to run away?" Qiu Chan frowned.

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "Even if that's the case, it's impossible for that 'mysterious and powerful enemy' not to appear in a few days."

"I see……"

Qiu Chan whispered: "What should we do?"

"We have to lure him out." Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "Also, we have to create a strong enemy. This strong enemy should be able to break the illusion array. He should be so strong that Hui Yuan must take action as soon as he appears."

"But at the same time..."

He blinked: "When Hui Yuan appears, this powerful enemy must also be able to escape."

Qiu Chan stirred the food with her chopsticks: "Where did this person come from?"

"Where are the seniors from your Ziqi Xianfeng Temple?" Fu Qingzhou asked, "They are all going to deal with Huixin, so there should be one or several seniors who can help, right? Where are they?"

"Don't count on it."

Qiu Chan sighed, "At least on the surface, our temple and Jinchan Temple are both pillars of the decent faction. Letting those uncles and aunts take action when capturing Huixin was already the result of our master's best efforts. It is impossible to ask them to cooperate in the play."

Fu Qingzhou curled his lips.

"Okay, I'll find a way," he said.

Qiu Chan was surprised: "What can you do?"

"Don't look for me! I can't do it!" Before Fu Qingzhou could say anything, the smoker had already shouted: "I can pretend to be a strong enemy, but if that monk really comes, I can't escape. I won't be able to make it up then."

"Don't worry, I won't look for you."

Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Your origins are unclear, and it's hard to tell a lie."

Qiu Chan became even more curious after hearing this: "If you don't look for this old ghost, who else can you look for?"

"Actually..." Fu Qingzhou put down the bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "This so-called 'powerful enemy' doesn't necessarily have to know our plan... Besides, it's a good opportunity to try out the effect of our disguise."

……

In the dark prison.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A series of endless screams echoed in the prison, making people's eardrums hurt.

Li Jingzhe held the hilt of the knife with his hand, his face expressionless.

Not far in front of him, a prisoner was tied tightly to an iron chair with his right leg raised up. Two secret agents were torturing him gently and calmly.

The man's right calf was already torn apart, but they still poured a pot of boiling hot water on it.

The scalding water was poured on the meat, and blood mixed with the boiling water flowed down. Huge blood bubbles emerged one by one in the white smoke.

The prisoner screamed even more miserably, his vocal cords were almost broken, and his voice became extremely hoarse.

But the torture was not over.

After pouring the boiling water, the two emissaries each took out an iron brush and brushed the wound...

"Ahhhh I said, I said ahhhhhh!"

The prisoner was tied up tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, he could hardly move at all and could only let out extremely shrill roars.

Li Jingzhe looked him straight in the eyes, his tone contemptuous and indifferent: "Tell me? It's too late. Your accomplices have already confessed."

"yes……"

A secret agent who was brushing the prisoner's wounds with an iron brush also agreed: "You are going to die anyway, so why not test the new torture instruments for us? Why don't you hold on for a while? We are just getting started." After that, he stopped, looked at the prisoner with a desperate face, and smiled: "Be good, be tough."

As he was speaking, another secret messenger also stopped, put down the iron brush, and brought a pot of freshly boiled water from not far away.

"Here I come—" He shouted excitedly like a waiter, "Add more tea~"

Finally the prisoner couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "I, I, I, I, I, I have something else to confess! I have something he doesn't know! I am still valuable! I'll tell you everything!"

After these words were spoken, the two secret envoys who had been tormenting him actually sighed in disappointment.

"okay."

Li Jingzhe said calmly: "Ask quickly. If you want to torture me, I will arrange some tough guys for you next time."

"Thank you, Commander." The two secret envoys showed joy on their faces and bowed to him.

Seeing this, the prisoner's face showed even more despair, and he looked as pale as death. It was obvious that he had lost all hope of resistance.

Seeing that his men were making good progress, Li Jingzhe stopped standing by and turned to leave the torture room that was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"grown ups."

As soon as he walked out of the torture room, a secret envoy centurion came up to him, saluted him and said, "Tonight someone found a Mingjian Zhishi tablet outside a rouge shop in the south of the city."

Li Jingzhe was stunned.

He lowered his head and happened to see the centurion handing him the sign with both hands.

Li Jingzhe frowned, picked up the jade token, and looked at it in his hand.

"Have you tested the soul connection? Whose card is this?" he asked in a deep voice.

The captain replied, "My Lord, this card has no soul connection, it is an ownerless card."

"Ownerless card?"

Li Jingzhe smiled coldly: "Over the years, the number of ownerless cards that have left our pavilion can be counted on one hand, and now there is only one person in the capital."

"Uh... Your Excellency means..." The captain blinked: "That Fu Qingzhou?"

"it's him."

Li Jingzhe snorted, "This kid can even lose the Mingjian Zhishi card... What happened?"

"Sir, do you need us to go and take a look?" asked the centurion.

Li Jingzhe did not answer immediately, but turned the sign over and over in his hand and looked at it a few times.

"Go check what Fu Qingzhou has been doing during this period." After a while, he said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The centurion responded and quickly retreated.

When Mingjian Pavilion wants to investigate a person, its efficiency is extremely high.

As soon as Li Jingzhe left the prison and returned to the pavilion, a piece of information was delivered to his desk.

"After the Yue Heng case, he wandered around the south of the city many times, but he disappeared a few days ago and has not returned to the small courtyard he rented for many days?"

After reading this, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Disappeared in the south of the city, lost the Mingjian Zhishi card..."

Li Jingzhe rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache.

Of course, he didn't care about Fu Qingzhou's life or death, and Ning Baimei had never told him whether he needed to take care of Fu Qingzhou.

But... the reward for capturing the little prince of Beiyi has not come yet.

It was no secret that Fu Qingzhou had come to Mingjian Pavilion some time ago.

These days, as the relationship between Dayan and the north has become increasingly tense, the emperor's attitude towards the Northern Barbarians has become increasingly radical. Naturally, he has become more and more fond of Fu Qingzhou, who captured Manar.

Li Jingzhe himself may not care about Fu Qingzhou's life or death, but if something really happened to this kid, especially in the capital, the emperor would inevitably be furious, and Mingjian Pavilion would suffer some unprovoked disaster.

"That's all."

He sighed: "Still, let's go and take a look."

(End of this chapter)