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"Young Master, has the shadow gone back yet?" Gong Sou brought out two servings of food and was slightly startled when he saw the three people in the room.

The green-robed young master put down the report in his hands and raised his head to look at him. "You just left, are you looking for him?"

"Oh, not really. I told the kitchen to make four separate meals and leave one for Shadow. "

Feng Qiong stood up and walked over. After looking at the two dishes and the soup, her eyes lit up. "It looks very tasty. Do you have my share?"

Gongzi smirked: "How could I dare not leave one for you?"

Feng Qiong stuck out her tongue. "Fortunately, there are four."

"If there's only one, I can give you half." The green-clothed young master stood up and stretched his arm out from Feng Qiong's shoulder to take a copy from Gong Tianxiong. "Send the portion with the shadow over to Ran Shicheng."

Feng Qiong took one and placed it in front of Zhong Li Yuan. She took the other one from Gong Tianlang and sat down next to the green-clothed gongzi.

Xue Luo placed a bamboo bucket with rice and a bowl of soup on the table and left with his hands hanging by his sides.

Gong Tianxiong indicated that Blood Maple Red Luo could leave now. After the two left, he asked the young man in green, "Young master, do you need me to test my poison?"

The green-robed young master regained his senses and laughed involuntarily, "Why should I worry about the poison when eating in my own place? Am I not going to be scared to death?" He put the information aside and asked again, "Have you eaten yet?"

Gongzi was slightly startled. "Not yet … I'll go eat later. "

"Come here and help me carry the food." The green-robed young master pushed the empty bowl to the side and picked up a pair of chopsticks to taste each of the dishes in his hands.

Gongzi obeyed and walked over, placing a bowl of rice by Young Master's side, then picked up another empty bowl to prepare the soup.

The green-clothed young master took the bowl and pointed at a chair next to Gong Jue with his other hand. "I don't want to drink soup. Here, take this. I have some to eat, and I have something to talk to you about." He handed him the spoon.

Gongzi was slightly startled, hesitated for a moment, but still sat down.

"This is for you." Zhong Li held up a dish and placed it in front of him. Seeing him in a daze, he pursed his lips and smiled, "I don't eat meat."

The green-clothed young master turned his head to look at Feng Qiong, who had scooped up a few pieces of chicken soup. He smiled and said, "Zhong Li, you should learn from Feng Qiong."

Feng Qiugang had just taken a bite of the chicken, but raised his head in a daze when he heard her words, "What's wrong with me?" Looking at the bowl of soup, he realized why Young Master was laughing. He couldn't help but blush slightly. "Zhong Li and I have been travelling together. We haven't seen any meat in half a month."

The Young Master in cyan took a chicken leg from her bowl and said, "Then let's have some more of this horse meat. It's not easy to get fat."

"Am I fat?"

The green-robed young master leisurely said, "He's not fat yet. "I was afraid that you would get fat, but by that time, it will be too late."

Feng Qiong let out a dissatisfied snort, then lowered her head to drink her soup.

Zhong Li Bing secretly smiled, but he helped her change the topic: "Young master, can we really hide what we have done today from those people? Today, Duke Huai went in person. With his ability, he might be able to see through everything. "

The green-robed young master smiled leisurely, "Do you know why I left that pool of blood on purpose?"

Zhongli Yuan and Feng Qiong looked at each other, "To confuse them?"

The green-clothed gongzi remained silent. "Yes, and no. I did it because it was impossible for a hundred living people to disappear into thin air. No matter how cleanly we erased the traces, there were no flaws. But if we leave them with other flaws, we can give them a false discovery. Once they see what we want them to see, they won't pursue it any further. "

Feng Qiong tilted her head. "If that's the case, then they'll miss out on some real, but very small, flaws."

"At least they won't think we killed a horse to leave that pool of blood. "He would never have thought that the blood splattered everywhere was chicken blood."

The green-clothed gongzi popped the piece of meat into his mouth and smiled, "I never would have thought that the 'corpses' that were taken away would end up in our stomachs."

Feng Qiong thought for a moment, then asked with some curiosity, "Young Master, how did you leave that place in the end? To be able to carry a person, no matter how good their Qing Gong is, it is impossible for them to not leave a trace behind. "

The young master in green just smiled without saying a word.

Zhong Li Bing laughed gently: "Xue Sha and the other four will be in a group. When they left, the footprints overlapped each other, and the twelve people only had the footprints of three people. After some distance, Xue Sha's killers, Xue Feng, and Xue Luo continued to leave along the same path, leaving behind three sets of footprints. Xue Sha then left from the tree alone and went to the carriage to kill the horses and bleed. He then drove the carriage and left. "

"The movement techniques of the group of people taken away by the mute group are slightly inferior. After carrying them on their back, their movement techniques will leave very obvious footprints as they walk in the snow. These footprints are lighter than an ordinary person's foot, but much deeper than a person who left by himself with Qing Gong. "

She paused for a moment, then added as if summing it up, "This group of people are the ones who need to leave their footprints. What they left behind were the footprints of three men who did not have any martial arts, and heavy footsteps. There were also the footprints of a dozen people who had left for a while and were in a hurry, leaving behind an irregular pattern. The footprints of these people will only stop when they enter the busy city. "

"I know." The person waiting for them in the busy city was Feng Qiong.

Zhong Lizhu nodded and continued, "And Young Master and the soldiers from the Palace split up and left from the top of the tree. The young master was going to the end of the forest, where Bloodbath and the carriage would be waiting for them. Meanwhile, Gongxu led his men back along the road that the prison cart had come from, back to the main road directly opposite the south gate. A lot of people were following behind the guards. They didn't need to hide their footprints since they had left a footprint behind. The onlookers were stopped a hundred steps away, and Gongzi only needed to bring his people back from the treetops to where the onlookers were stopped.

Feng Qiong asked, "If we go back the way we came, won't we be discovered?"

The green-clothed gongzi then picked up the last piece of rice in his bowl and put it into his mouth, "Gongzi and the others are all assassins, their concealing abilities are top-notch. They can just hide until the follower leaves and shows up. After all, the people the Emperor sent after us will only follow the footprints after we leave. They won't look back to see if anyone has gone back the way they came. "

Feng Qiong stuck out her tongue. "Not just them. Ordinary people wouldn't have thought that a fugitive would dare to return via the same route, right?"

The young man in green said, "The people the Emperor sent were among the crowd. Zhong Li brought some people to block them outside. As for the others, they were originally hiding in the forest. Each of these people has a pack of snow on their shoulders. "

Feng Qiong asked curiously, "Snow?" Why are you carrying snow? "

The green-robed young master smirked, "Guess."

Feng Qiong unhappily curled her lips. "How can you guess?"

"If I leave the tree, the snow on the branches will definitely fall. And they were there to help us cover the snow on the tree back up. " The green-clothed young master stood up and washed his hands, "Otherwise, just by looking at the branches without snow, you can tell how we left."

Feng Qiong frowned, still in disbelief. "But how come you guys stepped on nearly a hundred trees as you left? "A pack of snow can cover up at most three or four trees. This …"

The young man in green smiled happily: "Do you know why I called out all of the people from the Hall of Blood?"

Feng Qiong was slightly startled. "Isn't it because the Hall of Blood is closest to this place?"

The green-robed young master shook his head gently, "The reason I called them all out is because they work together the best. From the four of them leaving only a footprint to the snow falling from the tree branches, only people from the Hall of Blood could do that. "

Feng Qiong was silent, as she vaguely guessed something. "Young Master wants all the snow in their hands to be handed to one person in the end?"

The green-clothed gongzi smiled to show his confirmation, "There are a total of forty-nine people left from the Hall of Blood. Shadows sprinkled snow from the trees, and the first row of people moved forward at the same speed as he did under the trees. Shadow tossed the empty bag to him, and he tossed Shadow the bag he'd taken from the second man on the left. When the cloth bags in the first row were empty, they would scatter and the second row would replace their original positions. From the first tree to the last, I stepped on a hundred and thirty-one, and they had fifty sacks in their hands. "

Feng Qiong said, "But, these people will leave footprints. Also, Young Master, the rut marks on your carriage were broken halfway off when you left.

"No matter how many footprints they leave behind, they are all footprints left behind by someone who is proficient in Qing Gong. The court was concerned about where the people who carried the prisoners had gone, not where the owners of the footprints had gone. "As for the rut marks …" He looked to Gonggong, indicating that Gonggong should speak.

"The mechanism on the ground of the Hall of Blood lowered the carriage into the ground, and after the carriage left, it rose up again. Blood Killer remained outside, erasing the marks left by the lifting and lowering of the mechanism along with the rut marks left by the cartwheel several dozen paces away. Therefore, even if they dug three feet into the ground where the rut was broken, they wouldn't be able to discover the mechanism of the Hall of Blood.

Feng Qiong was silent for a full ten breaths of time, and she saw helplessness in Zhongli and Gongzi's eyes. She slowly let out a breath and looked at the green figure. "Young Master, why are you doing this?"

The green-robed young master retorted, "Is it that difficult for them to do this?"

Feng Qiong hesitated. "Then isn't it …"

The green-robed young master smiled and asked her, "Do you believe that as long as you are four hours late and let them move about, no one will be able to stop them without a sound?"

Feng Qiong lightly nodded her head, "If these people aren't supreme experts in martial arts, then they must have supreme techniques. As long as half of them are able to be used by Young Master, the power of the Nether Valley's Poison will increase tremendously. "

The green-clothed gongzi raised his chin, and his gaze landed on a stack of information on the corner of the table. "You should have seen the information that you brought, right? "Today, Fu Shaoyang has captured more than two hundred people."

Gongzi looked up sharply and blurted out, "How are the casualties?"

The green-clothed gongzi shot a glance at him and ignored his rudeness. "Three people were severely injured, and less than thirty people were slightly injured. One person died — and one was cut by Fu Shaoshan himself."

Gong Tianxiong was a little taken aback, "It's that easy?"

Feng Qiong gave a faint smile and said, "Fu Shaoxing's Mysterious Iron Gang doesn't have much skill, but when it comes to numbers, none of us can compare. In order to surround these people, he had brought a total of a thousand people with him. And if your master personally takes charge, how can it not be easy? "

The corner of Gong Jue's eyes twitched, "Five people against one person, is there a need?"

Feng Qiong's beautiful eyes looked towards Young Master Qing Yi. "Forty-one people. Our Young Master has deployed nearly two hundred people. For five people to fight against one, it's the same. "

Gong Tiexin muttered, "All of the people Sect Master Fu has kidnapped are crooks in nature. Do we really need that many people?"

Feng Qiong ate a mouthful of food, then casually said, "The people from the Xuan Iron Gang are all rogues as well."

Gongzi choked and shrugged helplessly. "That's true."

The green robed young master wiped the water off his hands and looked at Gong Tiangshuang, "I will be staying here for a few days. You should go check out the situation over at the Muddy Character Hall."

Gong Tianxiong nodded, "Rest assured young master, I know what to do."

The young master in green reminded, "Remember to tell Jiang Wuyan that Ran Shun had been saved."

Gongzi replied, "Yes."

Looking at the dark sky outside, the green-clothed gongzi thought to himself, "You guys should get some rest as soon as possible after a hard day." Tomorrow, throw off the imperial tail a little, and continue to work hard. "

Feng Qiong gave a slight smile. "As long as everything is fine. There's no need to work so hard."

The cyan clothed young master pinched her nose and said, "Let the number one beauty of the martial arts world run all over the place. If those outside the Feng Yunxuan knew that the young master of the rich family knew about this, wouldn't I be beaten to death?"

Feng Qiong saved her nose and glared at him, "Young master, if you pinch my nose until it breaks, then there won't be any rich young master waiting outside the Feng Yunxuan!"

When the green-robed young master saw how full her bowl was, he couldn't help but laugh. "Your nose is broken! At least your face is covered by your veil, and you've gained weight …" She laughed: "You guys take your time. I'm going to rest."

Seeing that he was about to go and rest, Feng Qiong didn't dare to cause any more trouble. She stood up and said, "Respectfully sending you off, young master." Zhong Li's Nascent Soul and Gongzi also put down their chopsticks and stood up to pay their respects.

The green-robed young master waved his hand and left.

The sky outside had become completely dark.

The three of them looked at each other and quietly sat down to continue eating. More than two hours had passed since the time for dinner, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

The young master's plate of horse meat only moved a few chopsticks, while the other plate of vegetables only moved a little. His appetite was still surprisingly small.

— —

The night was quiet, one could hear a pin drop.

The door was gently opened, then quickly closed, and a black shadow silently entered the room.

"You came back so late. Did you run into some problems on the way back?" It was unknown if it was because he had not fallen asleep yet, or if this extremely soft voice had already woken him up. Zhao Qingyan slowly opened his eyes and asked. The soft voice caused the black shadow to pause.

Ran Hao's voice came from the darkness, "The south city gate is strengthened. I am afraid that if we enter the city directly, it will lead to trouble. So, I got another city gate and came back."

"Actually, it's fine for you to come back directly from the south city gate. They can guess that you left the city." Zhao Qingyan slowly sat up and turned his head to look at him: "Are the people Ninth Uncle sent out unfamiliar?"

Ran Hao was slightly startled and answered: "I only recognize Vice General Shen and three Seven Slaughter Army soldiers that came to the Privy Council together. As for the remaining six, I have never seen them before."

Zhao Qingyan frowned but did not say anything. "Everything is going smoothly?"

Ran Hao threw the black cloth into the charcoal brazier and watched it ignite: "Everything is going well, we'll see how it develops over there."

Zhao Qingyan smiled, "There's no need for us to worry about them." Right now, the most important thing is to see how royal uncle and Ninth Uncle will investigate this matter. "

"It snowed all night. Nothing could be found."

Zhao Qingyan's gaze darkened in the darkness. A few traces of a smile appeared in her voice. "No, they will only be able to see some interesting things if they continue their investigation."

I want to win this game, and I want to win it perfectly.