The sixteenth moon is still full and huge, hanging quietly in the night sky. Unfortunately, those who look up at the moon cannot feel peaceful and cannot enjoy this quiet and fulfilling happiness.

The Pixiu master stood there for a long time, without saying a word, and stood there quietly, tilting his head to face the full moon, as if he was comparing with the moon. On the stone table beside him was a pot of wine, a wine cup, a plate of tiger skin peanuts, a plate of chicken breast, a plate of silk pigeon eggs, a plate of carp, a bowl of chicken sauce, and a plate of mooncakes, which seemed to be making up for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mr. Yu also stood by and accompanied his master silently. Since he followed him, he has been here on August 16th every year. Only here, today will he take off his mask.

This house is not big, the garden is smaller, but it is quiet and peaceful, and the location is quite suitable for watching the moon. This house is only a pair of middle-aged mute servants, and the servant lady cooks the same dish every year, just the ones placed on the stone table at this moment.

"Come on, Yu, bring another wine cup," the Pixiu master suddenly sat down and said, "Go a few drinks with me."

Mr. Yu sighed secretly, took a wine cup and two sets of chopsticks from the big bamboo basket next to him, and sat down. He drank the sorrow even more sorrowful. He always asked his master to eat something first. Today is another day when they suffered heavy losses. The Scorpion Guard only had about 30% of its strength, and he also broke the Scorpion Guard leader. He was the master's earliest secret guard and a capable general who founded the Scorpion Guard.

They didn't understand what the problem was? Where did Pan Jiaming know about such a secret plan? Even those men in black appeared with their mouths and noses covering their noses and wearing cowhide gloves, and they knew that the poison of the poison pill was a plague?

After thinking about it, there were only two possibilities: one was that Pan Jiaming had contact with the people from the Tianyao Sect, and the other was that they had spies inside themselves.

However, even for the Tianyao Sect, only the sect leader and Chidan Xiaosheng Gu knew about this, unless they were targeted by another sect of the Tianyao Sect. And within them, the Ghost Group was responsible for this matter, how could they betray the lord?

"Come on, have a drink," the Pixiu master raised the wine cup, "Don't think about it, we underestimated Pan Jiaming and Yingwei."

Mr. Yu clinked a glass with his master and sniffed: "Eagle Guard is really that powerful?"

"It is said that the Eagle Falcon is fierce in nature, and the eagle's eyes are sharp and sharp, but Emperor Taizu said that the Eagle Guard's methods are more fierce than the Eagle Falcon, and their ability to detect is sharper than the Eagle Eagle. Do you think it is powerful or not?" The Pixiu master smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for this, why did I help that idiot Pan Ruye back then?" Isn't it just to master the Eagle Guard through his hand? It's a pity, it's a waste of time!

Thinking of Pan Ruye, the Pixiu master once again raised a self-deprecating smile: "So, no matter how you can't help the mud, it's like this, Pan Ruye and his son, and the Yin Hui brothers are like this. Those who can become pillars are loyal to that person, and all that are left to us are mud. Jade, why is God so unfair?" As he said that, he picked up the wine glass and squished.

Mr. Yu sighed secretly again. He had always faced the lord full of fighting spirit and confidence. Today, the lord was really hit hard. No, to be precise, their Jiangnan Caiju network was exposed. The dozen boxes of gold, silver and treasures in Changyang were brought back to the capital by Pan Jiaming Shen without knowing it. The lord's mood was actually beginning to decline like a cold water pouring it down. He just forced himself to hold on and didn't want to affect the morale of these people.

Fortunately, the lord is the lord, so I quickly cheered up again: "I will train myself without ready-made pillars."

"The lord means..." Mr. Yu frowned slightly, "Do you fall in love with the two brothers of the Yin family? But they have been helping that person these two days."

A strong mockery rose in the eyes of the Pixiu master: "That guy really thought it was nice to say, and he unblocked the mansion and gave it to others, allowing their brothers to take the scientific test, and those children would be devoted to it. The revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable, how could he not hold a grudge? Just look at Qianmeng. It's just that the siblings are smart and endured, knowing that their arms can't twist their thighs. Once they are given a chance, let's see if they will be as loyal to that person as their father."

Mr. Yu thought about it, but his brows quickly frowned again, "You also said that the revenge of killing your father is irreconcilable. If one day..."

"It's impossible for one day," the master of Pixiu shook his head firmly, "The people involved are dead, and the one who has investigated for so long has found out what has it been? By the way, there is no news from Qianmian?" He didn't believe that Mr. Li was still alive, but he would rather kill one thousand by mistake than let one go, and he would have to check it out before he could talk about it. Especially now that he has fallen in love with Yin Zhao's two sons, he should not make any mistakes in related matters.

Mr. Yu shook his head: "It was said that someone in the Kuoshan Village did save a man named Li Bai at that time, and he really lost his memory. However, they all said that the portrait of Mr. Li was not the same as Mr. Li, who they described, Li Bai was younger and thicker and darker. The only thing they had in common was that there was a big mole on his chin. Li Bai had only been in Kuoshan Village for more than a year, and was found by his sworn brothers. The villagers didn't know where they went, but they only knew that they were their hometown in the south."

"There are many people with moles on their chin," the master of Pixiu frowned, "It's just a coincidence in time. Check it! Let Qianmeng continue to check it!" As the same thing, it would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. Mr. Li is Yin Zhao's aide, and he knows a lot. If he really escapes to death or is rescued, he will be found by Yin Zhao's old subordinates, family friends, robes, etc., and there will be endless troubles.

Mr. Yu nodded and agreed, he must find out who he wanted to make sure it was not Mr. Li.

"There is one more thing," said the Pixiu master, "Help me sort out which one is more suitable for Yin Zhiruo. First, if it is ours; second, the conditions cannot be bad, at least you must be stronger than the one in the Qingyuan Hou Mansion; third, it doesn't matter if you divorce your wife and marry again, but you must be the main wife. That girl is very kind, but she is indeed qualified."
Chapter completed!