"Invite Ma Lei and Ye Xuanlang to have a drink and see them off. Among the group of spectators standing outside the Netherworld Tower, there is also this staff member Wang Jiansheng."

Yu Qingfeng realized it later and took a step back, giving herself room to wave her hand, "If you don't bet, you won't bet. Isn't that obvious?"

"I thought of this first." Pei Wuyan became childish again and insisted on competing with Yu Qingfeng.

Yu Qingfeng couldn't help laughing, "Yes, yes, Master Pei is extremely smart, and Qingfeng truly respects him."

Pei Wuyan took a deep breath of contentment and smiled.

Yu Qingfeng's eyes inadvertently glanced around, and happened to catch the eyes of the stalker. The stalker was startled, turned around quickly, and ran away in a hurry.

"If Qi Yao's spy among these stalkers saw what we had just done..." Yu Qingfeng didn't know how to describe what had just happened.

"What happened to us just now?" Pei Wuyan was very interested and must listen.

"It's because you hugged me just now..." Yu Qingfeng couldn't say anything.

Pei Wuyan stretched out his arms again and wrapped his arms around Yu Qingfeng's waist, "You mean this?"

Yu Qingfeng looked up at Pei Wuyan, who had a faint smile on his face, frowned and said, "If you are still smiling, Qi Yao must be wishing to cut me into pieces."

"So, I must be inseparable from you and protect you personally." Pei Wuyan took it as a matter of course.

The two quickly reached a consensus: Wang Jiansheng was just a staff member, and naturally not the mastermind. Therefore, we could not act rashly to alert the enemy at the moment. We had to find out the identity of the master behind Wang Jiansheng.

As for who this lord is, the two of them already have a candidate in mind, and they just need to verify and confirm.

According to the agreement, they should go back to the palace to meet up with Lin Ming and Lian Shurong, but when they thought about going back and facing Qi Yao, who was crying and looking for life and asking Pei Wuyan to take responsibility, they might as well forget it and find a place to solve the lunch problem first.

The two found a busy restaurant and sat by the window on the second floor. While eating, they inquired about the seven men who disappeared a year and a half ago.

When the waiter was serving the food, he kindly pointed to a row of beggars downstairs across the street and said:

"The old woman in the gray shirt with black patches, Aunt Shen, is the mother of Zhang Xifan who disappeared a year ago. Zhang Xifan left the letter left by his widowed mother and ran away to join the Bonan Society. Aunt Shen couldn't afford the treatment.

I spent all my savings due to illness and sold my real estate, and now I am reduced to a beggar. Oh, what a sin."

When Yu Qingfeng paid the bill, she bought ten more pies for the waiter to pack.

Going downstairs and coming to Aunt Shen, Yu Qingfeng offered the pie with both hands.

Pei Wuyan took out the copper coins he had and distributed the remaining pies to a row of seven or eight beggars.

The other beggars stood up and bent down to express their thanks, but Aunt Shen was still sitting on the ground receiving the coins and pies.

"Two noble ladies, it's not that I'm ungrateful, it's just that my legs and feet are inconvenient and I can't get up." Aunt Shen sat on the ground and nodded to Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan in thanks.

"Aunt Shen, do you want to take you to the hospital?" Yu Qingfeng carefully looked at Aunt Shen's legs and feet.

"No, no, no, it's just that I'm old and out of use. If I walk a lot, I won't be able to hold on anymore. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Yu Qingfeng saw Aunt Shen's shoes that had been worn to the point of exposing the soles of her feet. There were fresh blood stains on the edges of the damaged shoes.

"Aunt Shen, how far have you walked?" Yu Qingfeng squatted down, lifted Aunt Shen's foot and looked closely. Sure enough, the wound was still fresh.

"It's not far, it's not far. Girl, don't touch it, it's dirty." Aunt Shen hurriedly retracted her dirty legs.

Yu Qingfeng immediately took out another bunch of copper coins, pointed at the youngest and strongest man among the row of beggars, and was the fastest to finish the pie, and said: "Carry Aunt Shen on your back to follow us to the hospital, and I will give you the money."

"Okay."

The young beggar was walking like flying, and both Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan had to speed up their steps. Yu Qingfeng could not wait to trot to keep up.

"Aunt Shen, are you looking for your son every day?" Yu Qingfeng asked as she jogged.

"It's not Riri, I just heard that something happened at the Netherworld Tower, and the officials didn't dare to go in. They suspected that it was the stronghold of Bonan Society. So I went to try my luck and see if I could see my son there."

Aunt Shen said this while shaking on the young beggar's back.

Pei Wuyan grabbed the beggar who was walking like flying, asked him to stop, and asked Aunt Shen: "Did you go to the Netherworld Tower? When?"

"I left in the morning and just came back." Aunt Shen had a sad face. Her expression and situation already showed that she had achieved nothing during this trip and had not found her son at all.

"Is Tali really the stronghold of Bonan Society?" Yu Qingfeng asked knowingly, but she needed a clear answer.

Aunt Shen pursed her lips and was about to cry, "No, not at all. There is nothing in the tower."

"Are you sure? There are fourteen floors in total. Have you seen them all?" Pei Wuyan asked.

Aunt Shen wiped her tears and said, "I climbed to the top and saw every floor. It was broad daylight and the sun shone down from above. I could see every floor clearly and there was nothing."

"Did you count? How many layers?" Pei Wuyan asked.

"I counted, it's fourteenth floor. I went up and down twice and counted it twice. It's fourteenth floor. How can there be any legendary eighteenth floor?"

The young beggar was so anxious that he stood still and wanted to complete the task quickly and get his wages.

Pei Wuyan also realized that they were too excited and delayed Aunt Shen from seeking medical treatment. He patted the young beggar before he could speak. The young beggar rushed forward like an excited horse.

As she trotted behind her to the medical center, Yu Qingfeng's mind kept echoing Aunt Shen's words, "You can see clearly on every floor, and there is nothing."

No, there should be at least two oil lamps that Ma Lei dropped. Is it an illusion that the oil lamps fell? Or maybe Ma Lei picked up the oil lamps when he went out? Can Ma Lei forget such an important detail?

"Aunt Shen, is there really nothing in the tower? Is there no broken oil lamp?" Yu Qingfeng still needs one final confirmation.

"No." Aunt Shen replied firmly.

Could it be that after Ye Xuanlang disappeared, someone else entered the Netherworld Tower? But even if he entered, there was no need to put away the two oil lamps that Ma Lei dropped, right? It couldn't be the cleaner in charge of cleaning, right?

Yu Qingfeng began to wander around the Nether Tower in her mind, constructing in her mind the internal environment of the Nether Tower described by Ma Lei.

The Netherworld Tower at night, with the moonlight projected above her head and the gloomy wind blowing; she climbed up the spiral steps and looked upwards at the dizzying circles of wooden steps; she held one hand on the round stone pillar...

…

"Since there is no ambush from Bonanhui in the Netherworld Tower, we don't have to wait for any support and can go in to find out." Pei Wuyan said thoughtfully, "But if we go during the day, we will definitely find nothing like Aunt Shen.

I'm afraid, we still have to wait until evening, around midnight."

Yu Qingfeng came back to her senses, shuddered, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth.

"Are you okay?" When Pei Wuyan saw Yu Qingfeng's reaction, he raised his hand to greet the doctor at the medical clinic.

Yu Qingfeng raised her hand to stop Pei Wuyan, "I'm fine. Just as you said, we will go to the Netherworld Tower tonight. I can't wait to go and meet the ghosts and the King of Hell in this Netherworld Hell!"

Pei Wuyan suddenly asked, "Have you already..."

Yu Qingfeng stared at Pei Wuyan with bright eyes and a solemn expression.

The two quickly returned to the palace from the hospital. As expected, Lin Ming and Lian Shurong had been waiting for a long time. Lian Shurong bluntly expressed his dissatisfaction with the two of them taking the opportunity to hang out alone.

"I asked Capt. Song to imprison Wen Miaozi in a water prison. Even if there was support, she would be unable to fly."

After Lin Ming finished speaking, he gave them a general introduction to the special water prison left behind by the original Bonan Kingdom.

After hearing about the structure and guarding of this water prison, Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan felt relieved.

"The body was not found, but the head -" Lian Shurong said proudly, "I found it. Guess where it was found?"

Pei Wuyan raised his eyebrows, "Could it be - ice cellar?"

Lian Shurong's eyes widened, "You, you, how do you know?"

"You guessed it. If I were Wen Miaozi and lied that Ma Lei was taken away by a ghost mission, I would not disappear immediately afterwards to avoid arousing official suspicion. And when I go back to deliver the mission, I must bring evidence of completing the mission, that is,

Ma Lei’s head. In order to keep the evidence from decaying as much as possible, the ice cellar is the most suitable place.”

Lian Shurong reluctantly gave Pei Wuyan a thumbs up, "Master Pei guessed it right again. I asked my neighbor and learned that Wen Miaozi often went to Zhu Yuan's house to do odd jobs in the past two months.

And there is an ice cellar in Zhu Yuanwai's house.

"I went to see it, and it was indeed Ma Lei's head. I didn't bring it back, so it would be best to keep it there. I asked Yuan Wai to keep it carefully and pick it up after we are done with our work here."

Pei Wuyan nodded, "This is the best."

There was no time to grieve for Ma Lei's death, so Yu Qingfeng took the time to tell Lin Ming and Lian Shurong about the seven missing men and the chance encounter with Aunt Shen, and asked them to prepare immediately, and they would enter the Nether Tower together tonight.

Find out.

"Preparation? Prepare for what, manpower?" Lian Shurong was puzzled, "Is there any need to prepare? How can the guards I brought with me be compared with Fan Zhizhou's Yamen servants? Let alone a mere tower, even entering the enemy camp alone

I won’t back down.”

Yu Qingfeng raised her eyebrows and said jokingly and meaningfully: "Really? Not necessarily. There are only enemies in the enemy camp, but the ones in the tower are not people, but ghosts."

"Impossible!" Lian Shurong slammed the table to express his anger on behalf of the guards.

In the courtyard, twelve of the top guards from Dali Temple had assembled and stood neatly side by side.

Yu Qingfeng and the four of them stood opposite the guards, and Lian Shurong announced loudly that tonight everyone would go into the Netherworld Tower to find out the truth about Ye Xuanlang's disappearance.

Lian Shurong seemed to be a hero who sacrificed his life valiantly, and he was impassioned, but the feedback from the other side was like twelve basins of cold water, pouring Lian Shurong into a drowned rat.

None of the twelve guards gave the response Lian Shurong expected, saying that they would die for their allegiance to Dali Temple. Instead, they looked at each other with a sad face.

"Hey, isn't it? I just made a bet with Yu Sizhi that you wouldn't even raise an eyebrow if you entered the enemy camp alone, let alone a mere tower."

Lian Shurong was so embarrassed that he even lost the courage to look back at Yu Qingfeng.


Chapter completed!