Traitor

Chapter 50 The Weird Chamber of Secrets

Back then, Yang Jinzhi chose Yun'an Temple to practice Buddhism because Yun'an Temple was secluded enough and located deep in the mountains.Furthermore, it is not far from the capital, so if my daughter misses her, she can still meet her.But now, it seems that all the peace has been broken overnight.

Something happened to Zhao Wuyou!

The small Yun'an Temple seemed to be blown up. Yang Jinzhi stood at the door of the meditation room, staring at the pear blossoms in the yard with trembling eyes.The prayer beads in his hand spun quickly, and all the panic and worry in his heart surfaced on his face.

The people in the temple also knew that if something happened to Zhao Wuyou, the people in Yun'an Temple would also be implicated.There is only such a son under Zhao Song's knees!
The maid Huiling stepped forward, "Ma'am?"

"How, is there any news?" Yang Jinzhi hurriedly asked.

"The people from Wucheng Bingmasi have already dispatched and surrounded the entire town." Huiling sighed softly, "Madam, don't worry, the son has his own destiny."

Yang Jinzhi lowered her eyes, and a pear blossom fell to her feet, "This child's life is suffering, and there are some things that she shouldn't have to bear." After a pause, Yang Jinzhi took a deep breath, "I know Hehuan will not die, her fate is not over, God will not let her go. But the suffering is the suffering."

"Ma'am, it's both a calamity and a destiny!" Hui Ling whispered.

Yang Jinzhi nodded, now she can't do anything, she can only quietly wait for the news from the mountain.She also wanted to go out, but she had made an oath that she would never step out of Yun'an Temple, otherwise...

The prayer beads in his hand were spinning extremely fast, which showed that he was restless.

In the small town at the foot of the mountain, people from Wucheng Bingmasi had already besieged it, but they came a bit late.Along the way, blood was spread on the ground, and killings continued everywhere.Wang Jie personally led the army, and went straight to the deserted house, where the fighting was the most tragic.

Xi Mo was shot by an arrow in the arm, but his life was not harmed.The courtyard is full of dead bodies, both sides.Only by supporting the front line can they leave a glimmer of life for the backyard.But no one expected that the final result was a big disappointment.

Yunzheng led Jin Yiwei, and turned the entire secret room upside down like crazy.But the people from Wucheng Bingmasi turned the whole town upside down, Zhao Wuyou, a big living person, disappeared in the blink of an eye in front of Yunzheng.

"Where is the person?" Xi Mo grabbed Yunzheng's wrist, "Didn't I ask you to protect the young master?"

Yunzheng's face was full of tears, and she was at a loss, "I don't know, I really don't know. The young master was talking at that time, and the young master said, this lamp is old, why is the lamp oil new. The lamp suddenly went out, wait I took out the torch and lit the lamp again, and the young master had disappeared. We searched all over the tunnels and secret rooms, but found no trace of the young master. It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air."

Wang Jie looked around the secret room. The secret room was not big, and he could see the edge at a glance. There was nothing there, only a stone table, a few stone benches, and the lamp on the desk.Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything suspicious.

"Since it's a deserted house, why is the desk so clean?" Wang Jie narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The table is spotless.

Xi Mo's face was covered with blood, and he was in a panic. "Commander, if it really doesn't work, just dig this place! Digging three feet, you have to find the whereabouts of the young master."

This also seems to be a way, but - it may also be dangerous.One is that if there is any secret channel, it is easy to hurt people.In addition, if Zhao Wuyou was in a certain secret passage, digging here would definitely cause the entire underground to collapse, and there would still be casualties.

"Someone is coming from the East Factory!" The people below reported.

Wang Jie's expression darkened, "This is a matter between Wucheng Bingmasi and Mr. Zhao. What does it have to do with Dongchang?"

"For public and private purposes, why don't you care about Dongchang's affairs?" The voice was clear, and footsteps followed one after another.

(End of this chapter)