Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 63 Doubtful

"Long Qingyue..." He Lianming leaned on the soft couch, muttering the name in his mouth.

Long Qingyue was the name of the man who took Fengling away back then. After several days of investigation, apart from being able to find out that there are well-known banks all over the world under his name, he doesn't know any other origins, even more mysterious than his Wuzhuang.

"Dragon Mansion is heavily guarded. The spies we sent out all returned in vain. It seems that our people have been found there. They have actually changed the defensive deployment in the past few days. It will be even more difficult for our people to get in." Yan You He poured a cup of fragrant tea and looked at He Lianming through the curling mist.

Yan You was originally a member of the small mansion, but He Lianming ran into him when he was forced to sell himself in order to die, so he bought him with money, and has been following He Lianming ever since.

There was actually another reason why He Lianming bought him. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Feng Ling's, but it was a pity that no matter how similar his skin was, his strength of character could not be imitated.

But ever since Yan You learned of this reason, he didn't try to imitate Feng Ling to please He Lianming. Be by your side.

"Long Qingyue's bank has always been managed by his cronies, but he himself rarely shows up, and there is no such person in the world, but watching his footwork that day, his martial arts are not inferior to mine." He Lianming held up the tea. Zhan, "Long Qingyue may not be his real name."

"The spies from the leader of the martial arts are also back." Yan You said.

"Ok?"

"They are currently investigating a place called Red Lotus Villa. The owner may not know that Liu Chengfeng, who caused trouble in the red building, is actually a member of Red Lotus Villa. He always refers to the youth village of Red Lotus Villa when he meets everyone. The Lord is recruiting relatives, hoping to use Dingyan Zhu to hire someone he loves. Many people have already gone to Honglian Villa under his guidance, but those who went to Honglian Villa never came back, and many family members reported case, the prefect of Luoyang has ordered the chief arrester to secretly investigate the case."

He Lianming pondered for a moment, then asked: "What's going on with the leader of the martial arts?"

"Leader Ye seems to be planning to sneak into Honglian Villa to look for Mr. Feng. Something happened to Yun Sujin they retrieved earlier, so Mr. Ye is very anxious. The reason why Mr. Feng appeared in Jue Se Fang is because he If you can win the bet with Leader Ye, you should go to investigate Red Lotus Villa first, so it can be seen that Jue Sefang is probably run by Red Lotus Villa."

"You mean that Yun Sujin was sent to Jue Sefang by Honglian Villa, and so was Ling'er. When you and I saw Yun Sujin that day, she seemed to have been poisoned. From this point of view, Ling'er was very It's possible that he was also bewitched." He Lianming stood up abruptly.

"The owner is right." Yan You nodded.

He Lianming's face changed several times, after thinking about it, he finally sighed, and sat back, looking at Yan You with a complicated expression on his face: "I want him, and I hope he lives well, Yan You Yu, did I say that I should be more selfish?"

"Yan You dare not influence the owner's thoughts." The young man bent down respectfully, and was suddenly grabbed by He Lianming. He raised his head in surprise and saw He Lianming staring at him with heavy eyes, and called out uneasily. One voice, "The owner?"

"Ask someone to prepare the car, let's go find Ye Fuyi." He Lianming said.

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After Long Qingyue sent Doctor Ren away in person, he went back to Fengling's room, stretched out his hand to untie his acupoints, and said to Uncle De: "Tell him to get up and eat."

Uncle De nodded, walked to the bed and called softly: "Young Master Feng, wake up, Young Master Feng, it's time to eat."

Feng Ling opened her eyes in a daze, and seeing Uncle De's old face approaching her, her eyes widened immediately, making Uncle De take a step back in fright.

Long Qingyue, who was sitting at the table and was holding a cup of tea, couldn't help laughing through the blurred mist.

Feng Ling yawned and sat up, feeling slightly resentful: "Why did you wake me up so early?"

"It's getting late, Mr. Feng, look, the sun is getting very strong outside." Uncle De pointed out the window.

Feng Ling glanced at it, and found that the sun was really bright and dazzling, so she couldn't help but wonder: "But I feel that I haven't slept for long. I'm so tired and sleepy. Let's sleep a little longer." Wrapped in the quilt, she said Fall on the bed.

Long Qingyue put down the teacup and came over to grab his quilt, and said in a deep voice, "Eat first, then sleep."

As soon as she heard about the meal, Feng Ling became a little bit more energetic, and said brightly, "Then let's serve."

Long Qingyue: "..."

Uncle De knew what his master was thinking, and immediately went out to ask someone to pass the dishes to the kitchen, and all the dishes in the house were liked by the one in the house.

Feng Ling lingered in the quilt for a while before getting out of bed to wash. After washing, the dishes came. He held a small celadon bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and said, "It seems a bit cold today."

"Well, frost fell this morning." Long Qingyue replied casually, but his eyes were fixed on him.If it is true what Dr. Ren said, Feng Ling has the spirit loss Gu in his body, and now he can still talk to himself energetically, but after a while, he will become more and more tired, and will be in a daze all day long. Gu worms gnaw on him, and his actions will only be like a puppet, and basically he will not respond to himself.

Is this what you want?Long Qingyue asked himself, and soon got the answer, what he wanted was a Feng Ling who could laugh and eat, not an empty shell with his appearance.

Feng Ling was peeling shrimp, and seeing Long Qingyue stand up suddenly, he couldn't help but raise his eyes.

Long Qingyue whispered to him: "You eat first, I'm going out for a while, tell Uncle De if you need anything."

"Can I go out?" Feng Ling asked.

"No." Long Qingyue answered very simply, and glanced at him, "Stay honestly in the mansion until you and I get married, and I will take you out after we get married."

Feng Ling didn't speak.

Long Qingyue turned around and walked out.

Feng Ling ate a full meal, and walked out of the room with her belly upright. Just after taking a few steps, two people suddenly descended from the sky and stopped in front of him, saying respectfully: "Young Master Feng, please stay."

...This is house arrest?Originally, he wanted to take advantage of Long Qingyue's going out to explore the terrain of the mansion, so as to prepare for his escape, but since that was the case, Feng Ling didn't bother, turned around and went back to his room.

It's a big deal to visit at night again.

As soon as Feng Ling sat down, she felt drowsy like a tide. She couldn't help but feel a little strange. Although she felt that she had slept very shortly, why did she still feel so sleepy after a whole night?My waist is a little sore, and my legs are also a little cramped, as if I haven't slept all night and hopped around until dawn.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and thought to himself, he really slept honestly last night and never went out.

Could it be a memory error?

Depressedly, Feng Ling took off his outer robe and nestled under the quilt. Ye Fuyi always said that he had smashed his head, maybe he had really smashed his head before, it was just horrifying.

He shook his head, drove out the strange thoughts in his mind, let himself go, closed his eyes and went to sleep, so as to recharge his energy for the night visit.

Suddenly, a topographic map began to be automatically drawn in his mind. He was like a bystander, quietly watching the lines come together. He even knew the strength and mechanism of each place clearly. Someone told Feng Ling what it was, but he was very sure that it was the topographic map of the Dragon Mansion.

Feng Ling suddenly opened her eyes, lifted the quilt and got down to the ground, quickly found out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to re-draw one stroke after another according to what she had just seen in meditation.

Writing was like a divine help, and soon the topographic map appeared in front of my eyes again.

Feng Ling dried up the ink, held the blueprint to the sun, and stared carefully for a long time, but her doubts grew more and more.

Why did he remember the terrain of the Dragon Mansion so clearly?Even know some of the hidden formations?

I searched hard for an answer, but to no avail.

He sighed, folded the drawing and put it in his arms, went back to bed to sleep again, waiting for the dark.

When he opened his eyes again, the Dragon Mansion had indeed been engulfed by the night.Feng Ling dressed and got up, and after finishing the dinner brought by her servants, she stood by the window and watched the swaying lights in the Dragon Mansion.

After a while, he took out the map in his arms again to look at it for a while, then turned around and changed into a darker color clothes, turned over and jumped out of the window.

The two nails attached to the bone did seriously hurt his vitality, if not for this, he would have already killed the Dragon Mansion with his violent temper.

After these few days of recuperation, the wound on the back has scabbed over, and it only hurts the bones. Every time a big movement is bound to stretch the muscles and bones, the pain makes the whole body sweat, so I dare not easily kill the Dragon Mansion. Given Long Qingyue's temperament, he would definitely lock him up with iron chains and never see the light of day. At that time, it would be as difficult as going to heaven to escape.

Feng Ling jumped onto the beam, clinging to the eaves, holding her breath and waiting for a group of patrolling people to pass by, then jumped down again, using the shadow to avoid the two guards, and sneaked out of the small room where she was. The yard, and into a large yard.

It seems to be the main courtyard.

Feng Ling stood in the shadow of the tree and looked at the clear moon in the sky. Suddenly, a group of people walked over from the end of the corridor. Feng Ling broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly jumped onto a tree above her head, hiding among the branches and leaves, quietly I watched the team of people patrol the yard for about three laps before leaving.

He wiped off the cold sweat from his brow, and ran towards the south courtyard while those people were leaving.According to the map, the South Courtyard is the place with the weakest defense and the fewest troops in the Dragon Mansion, but soon Feng Ling realized that he was wrong. He stopped his footsteps in time, but the sound of fluttering clothes still caused people in the courtyard to panic. vigilance.

"Who is it? Hurry up!" With a clear drink, all the troops hidden in the shadows were dispatched.

Feng Ling was startled, turned her head quickly, flew up, and returned to her yard along the original path.

The two guards didn't find him, Feng Ling pushed open the window, and landed in the room with a slightly unsteady figure.

After such a big fight, there was a sharp pain in the wound on the back.Feng Ling quickly took out the bronze mirror, took off her clothes, and looked carefully at the dim candlelight.

The wound opened again, and blood even spilled out.Feng Ling took out the veil to wipe it, and remembered one thing, when he fell asleep last night, the wound didn't feel any pain, but this morning he felt a faint pain, but the pain was relatively mild, so he didn't care, coupled with those strange tiredness Feeling, Feng Ling is now almost certain that he did not sleep last night, but went out, which can explain why he knows the terrain of Longfu so clearly.

But he doesn't remember.