Because the two of them were familiar with each other, after Liu Zheng left, Li Jiuzhou left Yang Bing to his own devices, giving the impression of abandoning him after using him.

Yang Bing is not a stingy person. He knows his character and doesn't pay much attention to his habit of coming and going.

After leaving Yang Biao, Li Jiuzhou went straight to the West Market, and after some effort, he found Wannan Mountain.

"Stop staring now. I'll take you to a banquet tonight." Li Jiuzhou felt a little tired from walking and took a deep breath.

Wan Nanshan expressed his dissatisfaction: "There is no news from Shangshi Bureau. This businessman has not been acting strange these days. I still want to solve the case as soon as possible. How can I have time to attend the banquet."

Li Jiuzhou said: "There is no need to keep an eye on the Shangshi Bureau for now, and we should withdraw the people."

Seeing that he still refused, Li Jiuzhou directly grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go back and pack up for the banquet."

Wan Nanshan reluctantly followed him.

He said he was going to a banquet, but he said he was cleaning up, but Li Jiuzhou changed into night clothes, found a dagger from somewhere, and stuck it in his boots.

"Are you...going to a banquet?" Seeing him walking out dressed like this, Wan Nanshan looked at him in disbelief.

Li Jiuzhou threw a set of night clothes over and said, "At midnight tonight, I will go to Yang Qixuan's house for the banquet on time."

Wan Nanshan already understood what he wanted to do. When he saw that he described sneaking into Yang's house as attending a banquet, he couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and went into the house to change into night clothes.

Li Jiuzhou covered his face with a black scarf, picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it carefully, confirming that even his parents would not recognize this outfit.

As soon as midnight arrived, the two came to a corner outside the Yang Mansion. Under the cover of the night, Wan Nanshan jumped up on the wall and pulled Li Jiuzhou up.

For Li Jiuzhou, the biggest obstacle is the high courtyard wall. Now that he has climbed over the wall, his figure has become much smoother.

The two cats moved their hands and feet, hiding here and there, and moved to the room where Yang Qixuan placed the altar. The cat was among the flowers outside the house.

Hearing that there was no movement inside, Li Jiuzhou relaxed a little, and gradually felt that his body was getting excited. It was the first time he had engaged in such a dangerous action, and it was still a bit exciting.

The lights in the house were always on, and after waiting for a long time, there was finally movement inside.

"I have tried so many times, when will I succeed?"

This voice is very familiar, it is Yang Qixuan.

Another voice was a little awkward: "If nothing else happens, we will definitely succeed this time."

It sounds like you are talking with something in your mouth, and it sounds like you have a big tongue.

How to put it? Li Jiuzhou immediately thought of a metaphor: foreigners speak Chinese.

After a burst of hurried footsteps, a servant reported: "Doctor, wizard, the magic tools are ready."

A wizard, it seems, is not a monk or a Taoist priest.

"Please step back." After Yang Qixuan said this, Li Jiuzhou analyzed it and found that he and the awkward-talking person should be the only ones left in the room.

What followed was a burst of rapid drumbeats, which made Li Jiuzhou even more certain that the person inside was not a Taoist priest.

As soon as the drumming stopped, you could hear footsteps clicking inside, like dancing.

Wan Nanshan turned him around, dipped his index finger in saliva, tapped lightly on the window lattice, and poked a small hole in the window paper.

Li Jiuzhou knew this trick, so he imitated his example and put his eyes in front of the small hole.

The situation inside was vaguely visible. It seemed that I had guessed wrong. There were not two people inside, but three people.

Like some kind of sacrifice, a pig was placed on the altar as a sacrifice.

The man directly opposite had an ashen face, dull eyes, and stood motionless. Judging from his appearance, he must be a servant.

A man in black wears a cloak, he should be a priest, dancing with his back to the body. The so-called method is better to say that it is a master dance.

Yang Qixuan's eyes were always fixed on the ashen-faced man, with a somewhat panicked look on his face.

The priest danced for a long time, but he didn't feel tired, but Li Jiuzhou and Wan Nanshan were both tired.

Li Jiuzhou's eyes were a little dry, but he didn't want to miss any scene, so he had to endure it and read on.

The priest finally stopped, walked to the altar, picked up a cup of something, walked up to the servant, and poured it into his mouth.

That’s right, it’s irrigation!

The servant's expression was stiff, or he had no expression at all. The priest forcefully pried open his mouth, poured the contents of the cup into his mouth, and then closed his mouth again.

Li Jiuzhou glanced at Wan Nanshan slightly, with a hint of surprise on his face.

After that, the priest recited some incomprehensible spells.

Li Jiuzhou tried hard to hear clearly what he was reciting, but he couldn't hear a word clearly. Anyway, it wasn't Manimani coaxing, it was urgent like a law or order.

"Okay, master, please wait for a moment and see the effect." The priest said to Yang Qixuan.

His name is Master Yang Qixuan. Could it be that this priest is also a servant of the Yang family?

With this question, Li Jiuzhou wanted to see the priest's face more and more clearly.

Yang Qixuan's expression was always exposed under Li Jiuzhou's gaze. At first, his face was as calm as lake water, and then slowly it seemed like a drop of water fell on it, causing a ripple, and then the ripple turned into a wave.

The waves are surging.

"Could it be a success this time?" Yang Qixuan could no longer hide the joy on his face.

"Take two steps." The priest said to the servant as if giving an order.

The servant stepped forward, took two steps forward slowly, and looked directly at Li Jiuzhou.

Found!

Li Jiuzhou was about to shrink his head, but found that the man's eyes were staring blankly, not at him.

Wan Nanshan was also startled, thinking that he had been discovered, and quickly retracted his head.

Li Jiuzhou still looked into the room and stretched out a hand to hold him down.

This time something happened.

"Who!" the priest shouted and turned around.

Only then did Li Jiuzhou see his face clearly.

Yang Qixuan saw the priest shouting and knew there was someone outside the house, so he hurriedly ran aside to hide.

The priest did not come over, but handed the knife on the altar to the servant and ordered him: "Go out and take a look."

"We've been discovered, let's go quickly." Li Jiuzhou said softly to Wan Nanshan, and the two of them jumped several feet away.

There was a clang, and the man seemed not to be afraid of the pain. He broke through the window and jumped out, flying far away.

At this point, when Wan Nanshan saw him coming to chop with his sword, he drew his sword to block it.

Wan Nanshan's martial arts skills were not weak at that time. Seeing that he wanted to kill himself, he slashed his legs with two swish swords.

With Wan Nanshan's martial arts, it was more than enough to kill him. This was considered merciful. If he cut his leg, he would not be able to pursue him again.

After being hit by two swords, the servant seemed to be unconscious and unaware of the pain. He slashed at him with all his might and forced Wan Nanshan into the corner.

A word suddenly popped into Li Jiuzhou's mind: zombie.

The sound of the two fighting ping-pong-pong soon alerted everyone in the house. The fire in the distance was getting closer. Wan Nanshan held back all his strength and kicked the man, who staggered back a few steps.

"Let's go." With this effort, Wan Nanshan pulled up Li Jiuzhou, made a gorgeous leap, jumped up the wall, and escaped.
Chapter completed!