"Someone gave it to me." Han Shuying, who was kneeling on the ground, had a slight glint in his eyes.

This soul-calming talisman was naturally given to her by Ouyang Yuming. Although Han Shuying didn't know how Ouyang Yuming got it, she would definitely not betray Master Ouyang.

"who?"

Upon hearing this, Zuo An's handsome face suddenly became even more gloomy.

"That person is..."

"Hua Qingcheng, you're back!"

Han Shuying took advantage of the moment when Zuo An and the others were distracted, quickly threw out a packet of muscle softening powder, and took the opportunity to escape.

Zuo An, Ji Liangchuan and others had to meditate and practice martial arts first to dispel the toxicity of the drugs in their bodies.

A quarter of an hour later.

"hateful!"

"Master, isn't Han Shuying too despicable and shameless? When he can't beat her, he resorts to such despicable means." Ji Liangchuan said indignantly.

"If Han Shuying falls into my hands again next time, I will make her pay! Let's not worry about Han Shuying for now. The most urgent thing is to find Hua Qingcheng." Zuo An's handsome face was terribly dark at this time.

"Master, should we continue searching in Buddhist temples, nunneries, beggars' dens, dilapidated temples, old houses, and so on?"

Upon hearing this, Zuo An glanced at Ji Liangchuan leisurely, then narrowed his eyes in thought.

Judging from the current situation, Hua Qingcheng is probably with that monk Wuchen in all likelihood. And considering that monk Wuchen's delicate appearance, he shouldn't be in the places Ji Liangchuan mentioned.

"No, from now on, concentrate our forces to search for people in restaurants, hotels, and inns near the charity cemetery, especially focusing on inns." After some thought, Zuo An decisively gave the order.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

After receiving the order, Ji Liangchuan led the disciples of Junzi Sect to start a new round of search for Hua Qingcheng.

At the same time, Situ Ye and Han Yichen, who had found help, were also searching for Hua Qingcheng all over the capital.

Last night, Situ Ye took Han Yichen to General Feng's mansion and truthfully reported to Feng Cailan that Hua Qingcheng had been abducted to the capital. Feng Cailan immediately ordered Qiao Chu, a young general of the Feng family army, to send people to search for her separately.

In front of a restaurant in the south of the city.

"Master Situ, we have searched everywhere in the city, including the east, west, south, north and center, for places where we can eat and stay, but we have found nothing." Qiao Chu reported to Situ Ye.

"Thank you, Commander Qiao, you have worked hard!" Situ Ye suppressed his anxiety and bowed to Qiao Chu to express his gratitude.

"Third brother, based on your understanding of Han Shuying, where do you think she might be hiding someone?"

The Feng family army was searching for someone under the pretext of capturing an assassin. They moved at lightning speed and almost turned the entire capital upside down. However, they still couldn't find the person, which clearly showed that the other party was definitely not taking the usual route.

Han Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this, thinking seriously about what he would do if he were Han Shuying. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of bright colors.

"Brother, I think... coffin shops, charity cemeteries, cemeteries, mass graves, etc., the more unlucky the place, the higher the possibility."

Han Yichen put the little white tiger in his hand directly on the ground, took out Hua Qingcheng's sock from his arms, and held it in front of the little white tiger's nose for it to smell again.

"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"

Nalan Yunzhi, who was forced to smell the fragrance of Hua Qingcheng's feet, sneezed violently several times, and then the hair on his body stood up. He grinned and roared at Han Yichen.

"Woof woof!" (Bold!)

“Woof woof woof woof woof woof!” (How dare you let me smell your stinky socks!)

"Woof woof woof woof woof!" (I will cut you into pieces!)

Looking at the fierce-looking little white tiger, Han Yichen squatted in front of it with a cold face and pressed the word "king" on its head with one finger.

"Your mother is missing. You'd better go and help find her."

Han Yichen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he continued to threaten: "Otherwise... your third father doesn't mind replacing your cat food with dog food!"

"Third brother, don't be so fierce. What if you scare Xiaobai and affect its sense of smell? Besides, it's only a few months old and can't eat bones."

"Second brother, you're wrong. Dog food isn't bones, it's... shit!"

Although Han Yichen was talking to Situ Ye, his pair of charming eyes were staring sinisterly at the little white tiger.

She thought eating those fishy and smelly fish was already depressing enough, but she didn't expect that this brat was actually planning to downgrade her rations directly to rice fields. Nalan Yunzhi's hair, which had originally stood up, suddenly limp down in despair.

snort!

Your father is your father after all!

I don’t believe that I can’t cure you?

Han Yichen looked at the little white tiger that wilted in an instant, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

“Cough cough cough…”

"Commander Qiao, I'm going to trouble you from now on!"

Looking at Han Yichen who suddenly acted childishly, Situ Ye spoke to Qiao Chu with a little embarrassment.

"I obey your orders!"

"Mr. Situ, these cemeteries and mass graves are all on the outskirts of the city. I think we should first focus on checking the coffin shops in the city and the four charity cemeteries in the east, west, south and north." Qiao Chu bowed to Situ Ye.

"That's great, let's do it!" Situ Ye nodded.

After Qiao Chu and his men left, Situ Ye and Han Yichen took the little white tiger and started to go to various coffin shops to inquire about the news.

A coffin shop in the south of the city.

Early in the morning, as soon as the shopkeeper opened the shop, she saw an old woman from the charity cemetery on the outskirts of the city coming to order dozens of coffins. She was so happy that she was overjoyed.

"Mrs. Rong, what happened? How come more than 30 people died suddenly?" The owner of the coffin shop gossiped happily while registering the people.

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