The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

"Your Highness, there is one more thing," Chu Yunxi touched her neck. It was bandaged well and the bandage was wrapped neatly. It was obvious that Xiao Mubei did it very carefully.

She bent down to pick up the human skin mask that had fallen to the ground, and looked at it over and over again. The mask was very thin and delicate to the touch, almost the same as human skin, and was made very finely. "Yue Haoran can actually change his appearance. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

The people who occupied the Yue family could disguise themselves, and so could Yue Haoran. Yue Haoran went to learn martial arts after leaving the Gao family. His so-called master told him that everything was designed by Chen Ma...

Yue Haoran's master! There's something fishy about this man!

Chu Yunxi and Xiao Mubei looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes. If it was really this person, he had spent so many years planning all this, and his ambition must be no small matter.

"I'm afraid things won't be peaceful in the near future," Xiao Mubei suppressed his anxiety, "Hei Mu, go find the postmaster and ask him to find a way to prepare two more carriages immediately. Bai Yu, take my token and go to the nearest government office to borrow soldiers. Notify Zi Han and send the Purple Guards to meet us. We will set off tonight."

Bai Yu Heimu left in response. Chu Yunxi was also worried when she heard his arrangement. "My Lord, are you afraid..."

"Yue Haoran should have escaped without telling his master this time, and now he is in our hands. It may not be easy to bring him back to Dali Temple safely. We must be prepared for any eventuality. We must return to Beijing as soon as possible."

What Xiao Mubei was worried about was that this group of people dared to kill even the jailers of the Dali Temple without any scruples. He was afraid that if they met them, Chu Yunxi would be in danger. Although she was not completely powerless to protect herself, she did not know martial arts after all. If she met many masters, she would be unable to cope with them.

An hour later, the carriage was ready and Bai Yu also borrowed back five hundred elite soldiers. Chu Yunxi was afraid that Yue Haoran would wake up, so she simply gave him another injection of strong anesthetic, enough to make him sleep for another day and night.

Xiao Mubei divided his elite soldiers into three teams. Bai Yu and Hei Mu led one team each, and he and Chu Yunxi led another team. Each team escorted a carriage and took three different routes.

After making the arrangements, we set off immediately. It was late at night and it was pitch dark everywhere. The sky was pitch black, with no moon or stars, which made people feel heavy.

Chu Yunxi was a little worried and kept lifting the curtain to look outside, but unfortunately she could only hear the sound of horse hooves and no other sounds.

Xiao Mubei had been resting his eyes since he got in the car. Now he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Chu Yunxi and said softly, "Take a break. Nothing may happen tonight. You can better face the enemy if you conserve your energy. If anything happens, I'll call you."

"I am worried..." Chu Yunxi paused halfway through her words, "Forget it, everything in the world has its destiny, just do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"Yeah." Xiao Mubei pulled her to lie down, "Go to sleep, don't worry, I'm here."

His words seemed to have magic power, calming Chu Yunxi's heart. She felt sleepy and closed her eyes, mumbling, "Remember to call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Darkness rolled in like a tide, and Chu Yunxi soon fell asleep.

Xiao Mubei's face darkened, and he said to the outside: "Speed ​​up."

-

In a dilapidated temple ten miles away from the post station.

A man in black stumbled in, fell to the ground as soon as he entered the room, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Two more men in black soon came out of the shadows to check. When they saw the man from before, they were immediately startled and helped him up and asked, "He Xi, what happened? Where's Hao Ran?"

He Xi struggled to raise his head and said weakly: "I want to...see the master."

"The master is inside, we'll take you there." Two people carried He Xi and walked into the ruined temple.

After walking around the tall Buddha statue, there is a large space behind it with an oil lamp lit. In the shadows nearby, there are many people in black sitting in meditation. The temple is completely quiet.

Sitting behind the Buddha statue was a tall man, about fifty years old, with a stern face and a cold aura. Even though there was a lot of noise in front of him, he still closed his eyes and stood still like a mountain.

The two men carried He Xi to the man and put him down, then bowed and retreated. He Xi struggled to kneel down and kowtowed, "Master, He Xi deserves to die, he disobeyed Master's order."

The man then slowly opened his eyes, looked at He Xi who was covered in blood, and said, "You and Haoran went to find King Dingbei?"

This person's voice was hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire, and it was extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

However, He Xi did not seem to feel uncomfortable at all. He kept leaning forward and said, "Master, Haoran just wanted to find out about his mother's affairs, so he begged me to help him. I saw that he was filial, so..."

"Stupid!" the man shouted, his voice almost breaking. He Xi was shocked and immediately lowered his head even lower.

The man paused, as if to calm down, and his voice returned to calm, "Where are the others? Were they left behind by King Dingbei?"

He Xi didn't dare to look up, and only responded quietly, "Yes."

The man slowly stood up, walked to He Xi's side, helped him sit up, and then said: "He Xi, Haoran doesn't believe me. I have told him the truth, but he still wants to run to the trap. If we had known this, why would we have gone to the Dali Temple to save him? He is no longer on the same page with us, do you understand?"

"Master," He Xi wanted to kneel again, but was stopped by the man, "Haoran just can't get over it in his heart. For so many years, he has been thinking about revenge for his mother. Now that he knows that there is something fishy about this matter, he is confused. Please give Haoran another chance and save him."

The man sighed, "Master, I know that you and Haoran are as close as brothers. If you hadn't begged me last time, I wouldn't have risked being exposed and sent so many people to the Dali Temple to rescue him. But this kid is too desperate. We saved him, but he ran to fall into the trap again. When will this end?"

"Master, I promise, if I rescue Haoran this time, I will keep a close eye on him and never let him disrupt your plan again. Please save him one last time." He Xi begged bitterly.

The man showed an embarrassment on his face, and after a while he said, "Okay, we have a deal. This is the last time, and it won't happen again." Then he stood up.

He Xi was overjoyed. As long as the master took action, Haoran would definitely be rescued. He knelt down again and said, "Thank you, Master."

The man raised his lips, a hint of pride flashed across his face, and then he said, "Let them help you treat your injuries. You can stay here and rest for the next few days."

"Yes, Master." He Xi felt relieved and covered his chest. He was hit by Bai Yu and suffered internal injuries. He had been holding on just now. Now he took a breath of relief and wanted to stand up, but his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.